Chapter 258: Righteousness

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Emperor Zhaokang finally allowed Wuan Hou Heyan to lead Feihong's old army Fu Yue Army to fight against the enemy in Jiuchuan.
Although many people talked about North Korea and China, it finally calmed down. At one time, it was the reason for the Xiao family, so I dared not say anything. Secondly, even though He Yan does not go, there are very few people available in North Korea. It would be better to let this Wuanhou lead the soldiers who had fought against the Uto.
Yanhe took the Yanjia soldiers to Ji County first, Xiao Jue led Nanfu soldiers into Yunzi, and the older Huwei general led the company and brought the Liangzhou guards to Binjiang, where the fighting was better. He Yan led Fu Yue Army to Jiuchuan.
The four of them, except General Hu Wei, are slightly older, the other three are very young. Especially for He Yan, Emperor Zhaokang dared to hand over the military power to them, not because of the gambling mind, but also to cultivate the confidant of himself. Especially He Yan, if it is used well, it may not be the next "Feihong".
After the soldiers got their hands, they would leave Beijing soon. Emperor He Yan asked Zhao Kang that when he was in Liangzhou Wei, Wang Ba followed her to Rundu and cooperated with her when he attacked the enemy camp at night. He wanted to ask this to go to Jiuchuan. Wang Ba and his party could join the Fuyue Army, Zhao Kandi agreed.
After everything was settled, the days left in Shuojing were only two days.
Spring thunder bursts, almost coming to shock. Liu Si already had new green shoots, hiding in the riverside, dyeing the color of the river green.
In the noodle shop opened by Uncle Chengdong, the girl in the blue sarong is fishing out the noodles in the iron pan. She is not very young, she can only be regarded as a beautiful girl. She was a little shy when someone talked to her, and she was a quiet and shy girl.
The two young men came in. The younger boy smiled and said, "Two bowls of Yangchun noodles."
Sun Xiaolan quickly wiped his hand with a veil and took the money. He said: "Guest officer will sit inside first, and it will be fine immediately."
Wheat nodded and glared at his elder brother, glaring at the stone as a warning.
The two went inside to find a table and sat down. Wheat asked the stone: "Brother, we are going to fight soon. This time it is not to go to Liangzhouwei, but to come true with those Uto people. Since you like it Sister Xiaolan, why not tell her before leaving?"
The stone didn't speak.
"If you don't say that she's in Shuojing City, what if Uncle Sun had a kiss for her?" Wheat looked at his elder brother, "We've also stayed in Liangzhou Weili for so long, how do you become now? Such counsel?"
Stone shook his head and whispered: "Here I go to Jiuchuan, I may not be able to come back alive. Why give hope, Pingbai delays others."
He looked at the busy girl in the blue dress, with a rare smile on his lips, "If I come back, I will tell her my heart..."
Wheat looked at Sun Xiaolan and then at the stone. After a while, he sighed fatefully, "Well, brother, what you say is what."
The noodles were quickly brought up, and Sun Xiaolan smiled and said, "The two are slow to use." He left quickly again.
It took a long time for the stone to look back.
Light rain gradually started to clear the blue stone plates in front of the store. The girl in the noodle shop went to pick up the empty bowls and stayed at the table, but in front of the two empty noodle bowls, there was a pot of peach blossoms.
This pot of peach blossoms bloomed early, and some are not yet fully bloomed, shallow and deep, with a little bit of crimson color, such as red snow in spring. She was stunned for a while, and there was a fresh and handsome young man in her head. After a while, her cheeks were reddened slightly. She picked up the pot of peach flowers and placed it carefully in the house.
...
The mountain is still a former mountain, but the bandit village looks much worn.
The scarred man climbed the last mound, staring at the bandit in front of him in a daze.
A child with a cow passing by the door gave him a glance, and then he froze at first glance. After a while, he howled: "The big master is back--"
Being surrounded into the village, everyone called "owner" in his mouth, making Wang Ba seem like a world away. After staying in Liangzhou for a long time, what I learned is obedience, and what I do is a soldier.
He coughed a little: "Lao Tzu came back today just to say that, another day, Lao Tzu is about to set off to fight the Uto people in Jiuchuan! By the way, let's see how you are doing."
Someone squeezed forward and said flatteringly: "After the head of the house has gone, there are not many people who have come to this hill in the past. The harvest is not good, and everyone starts to plant the land. At the time, but the victory is stable. Er Dang said that when the summer comes, dig a pond in the mountain to raise fish. In the future, we don’t have to worry about what we eat."
Wang Ba felt very gratified. In his gratification, he also gave a bit of sourness, and said with a smile: "It seems that I am not here, and you are doing very well yourself."
Second, when he came over, he was a literary man who had read the book. At that time, he had nowhere to go and became a bandit, but he could not carry his shoulders and shoulders. Wang Ba also hoped that he would give him a good idea at first, and then simply Give up, let him stay in the village to teach children to read and write.
Second, the head of the family said: "The head of the house was also the murder of the soldiers and soldiers, and then it was unsafe to grab the road, and then I went to Liangzhou to invest in the army. But these two years have been chaotic outside, and everyone's life is not good. Self-sufficiency is also very good. The head of this is to fight the Uto people, without the head of the desperate, how can we have a good life. The brothers are thinking of you, if one day you want to come back, you or us Boss."
Wang Ba felt a little more comfortable in his heart, and snorted. "You have a conscience!"
He took out a few ingots of silver from the baggage he carried with him and opened them one by one.
"This is..." someone asked cautiously.
"Laozi made merits in the barracks and won the prize!" He waved carelessly. "I live and eat in the barracks now. It's useless to keep. Hold it. Buy whatever you want, let alone the boss. !"
"This..." Erdogan hesitated for a while. "This is your life, we dare not accept it."
"I told you to accept it, so much nonsense!" Wang Ba glared, "Dare you talk back?"
Everyone looked at each other and did not dare to refute. The little children on the side "huhled" up, and each rushed to the king tyrant, shouting: "Great master is great! Great master is the best!"
Wang Ba was squeezed to show only one head, angrily defeated and said: "Don't step on Lao Tzu, get off!"
Everyone looked at the crowd here, all lowered their heads and smiled softly.
...
In a dilapidated thatched house, a large pot of lamb was cooked on the table.
The eleven or twelve-year-old boy was eating when he ate, his mouth was full of oil and his cheeks were bulging.
Hongshan Road: "eat slowly, no one will grab with you."
"Brother," the child raised his head and said vaguely: "Next time you come back, let's eat stewed lamb!"
Hong Shan laughed: "Okay."
The old woman on her side shook her head disapprovingly: "You follow him everything, what if the child is spoiled?"
"How can Acheng be so spoiled?" Hong Shan smiled and touched the younger brother's head with some sighs. "Acheng is now much taller than when I walked. After a few years, Can be alone."
In their home, there is only a pair of brothers and an old mother. The Wheat Brothers are still about the same age, and his younger brother is only twelve years old. Hongshan had no skill in his life. It was an unexpected thing to be able to enter Liangzhou Wei and meet a strong brother. However, he is willing to put all his good hopes on his younger brother, hoping that he can glorify Zongyaozu.
"Acheng," he looked at the cheerful little boy eating with lamb legs. "When I first arrived at the barracks, I saw Wu Anhou for the first time. She was born thinner than you. But later in Liangzhou Weili , She alone dominates."
"She is so powerful? More powerful than her brother?" A Cheng asked curiously.
Hong Shan smiled, "She is much better than me," he looked at the little boy in front of him, "She can eat as much as you. So Acheng, in the days when I am away, you should work harder, maybe in the future, you Can also be like Wu Anhou."
"Wu Anhou is a woman, I am a man, how can I be Wu Anhou?" The little boy stopped, "I want to do, and I want to be a person like General Feng Yun!"
Hong Shan and the woman glanced at each other, and then both looked down and smiled.
"Well, it's okay to be General Feng Yun." Hong Shan laughed: "After that brother leaves, you must concentrate on studying, study martial arts, don't make your mother angry, you know?"
"Got it." Acheng patted his chest and promised, "Brother, don't worry, I will take care of my mother!"
"Ashan," the old woman looked at Hongshan, her eyes soft and worried. "The sword is blind on the battlefield, so be careful."
Hong Shan pushed the good soup in front of the old lady, "rest assured, mother, I will certainly take care of myself."
...
Beijing City Hall.
Director Jiang is competing with the young owner Jiang Jiao.
Both used a spear. Director Jiang was fascinated with a spear, but now, his son, Jiang Jiao, has already gone beyond that. Just like his name, the spear is like a dragon out of the sea, which is both beautiful and beautiful. ferocious.
With a horizontal attack, the gunpoint had reached the neck of the pavilion of Jiang Pavilion, and the red tassel shuddered slightly.
"Okay! Shaodong's family is amazing!"
"Jiangguan's master has lost, it's not good to be old!"
Losing the hands of his son, instead of being angry, the owner of the Jiang Pavilion showed a proud look. Looking at the tall young man in front of him, there was a great relief in my heart.
When Jiang Jiao's fiancée was martyrdom, Jiang Jiao suddenly became a joke, and since then he has been in a state of weakness. He kept himself in the room every day and refused to see anyone. It is useless for everyone to persuade friends and family.
The owner of the Jiang Pavilion was just such a son, angry and heartbroken, there was no way out.
It happened that Liangzhou Wei was recruiting new recruits, thinking of trying to temper this boy's will, and forcing Jiang Jiao to join the army.
Unexpectedly, it took Jiang Jiao a whole new look within two years. No longer seeing the decadence of the past, gunfire is getting longer. If there is anything in this life that the Pavilion Master Jiang is thankful for, that day he tore off the conscription document of Liangzhou Wei and threw the smelly son into the barracks.
He pretended to be pretending: "You are quite lean on gunfire."
Jiang Jiao smiled and said: "It's a good friend's advice."
He Yan was directed by He Yan, and he felt sighed when he wanted to. He Yan's gun technique is far above himself. If he wants to catch up with her, he needs a lot of effort.
The owner of the Jiang Pavilion walked into the house and took out a long stick wrapped in a red cloth from the back room.
"this is……"
"It's for you." Jiangguan main road: "Open and see."
Jiang Jiao opened it by his words, stripped the red cloth, and inside it was a silver spear, which was more beautiful and sharp than the one he had brought when he went to Liangzhou Wei.
"If you go to Jiuchuan on this trip, the original spear may not work. Our martial arts museum never lacks good weapons. This spear is more in line with your current marksmanship."
Jiang Jiao dumped the spear in his hand a few times at random, feeling quite agreeable, and immediately said with pleasure: "Thank you father!"
"Never take the good gun of the martial arts hall, don't disgrace my Jiang family's reputation!" Jiang Guan's main voice Shen said silently for a moment, and then added, "Of course, we must protect ourselves, remember, come back alive. !"
Jiang Jiao smiled, holding the gun behind him, and said cheerfully: "That's natural."
...
The drizzle was weak, and the restaurant was leaning against the riverside, and some old men in fishing suits were fishing. The majestic big man with a black bear carrying a large sword, rubbing the bead in front of his chest, and looking at the restaurant in front of him, it was extremely soft.
This used to be his home.
It was also the spring day at that time, and their house was near the river. At this time, a lot of fish were saved by energy saving. The brothers threw the fish into the bamboo basket, and the girls removed the fish scales, and cleaned them up and roasted them. At that time, his parents were still there, and the yard was lively every day. Carefree days seemed to have no end, and he seemed to never grow up.
In a blink of an eye, many years have passed, something is wrong. The original family is long gone, and the once-memory house has become a shop selling liquor.
And he was alone, and no one could even say goodbye before leaving.
The woman who sold wine greeted enthusiastically: "Brother, do you want a bowl of apricot wine?"
Huang Xiong looked sideways. After a while, he nodded and said, "Come three bowls."
"Good," the woman answered with a smile.
He put the knife on the table and waited for the woman to deliver three bowls of Qinglingling's liqueur. The wine tastes sweet and not too expensive, but it reminds him of his sweet-scented osmanthus wine.
Huang Xiong raised his head, and under the eaves outside the window, raindrops dropped, hitting a small hole in the ground. He looked at it and suddenly shook his head and laughed.
Actually, it's nothing.
He is sitting here now, as if sitting in his old home. This woman's care can be regarded as the mother's ding, for the time being, the sound of rain outside is just like the noise of the younger siblings. And this knife...
It is the best friend who will accompany him to move forward together.
The fierce man raised his head, poured the three bowls of wine one by one, put down the silver money in his hand, and got up and strode away.
Only the rain falling under the eaves, not swift and unhurried, grows exceptionally long.
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The Lin family in Beijing, the atmosphere today is differently condensed.
Mrs. Lin wiped her tears with a veil, looked at the person before her, and wept: "Good, my son, why do you have to run to Ji County? You know that there are constant wars in these places, and you will not martial, if What can I do if I bump into a Utopian... Niang Ke is such a sweetheart for you, if you have a length of two or two, what can Niang do!"
"Okay," Lin Mu, the old man, frowned: "What does it look like, crying and crying, what if the next man sees it?"
Mrs. Lin turned her back on Lin Mu, "You useless things, you tell the emperor, let Heer come back. Or you go for him! You have lived so many years, I The child is still young, oh... he is so weak, how can he go to the battlefield..."
Lin Shuanghe: "..."
For the first time, he discovered that his mother was crying, and her tears were so much.
"Mother, I begged the emperor myself, I wanted to go, don't blame your father." Lin Shuanghe said: "This is a great time to build meritorious service, our Lin family can't just treat women, I go this one, if it is After making achievements, the Lin family will be famous.
"Who is rare," Madam Lin scolded: "Our family is not short of money!"
Lin Shuanghe felt helpless for the woman for the first time and looked at his father.
Lin Mu frowned slightly and asked, "Did you really think about it? That's the battlefield."
"Dad, I haven't been to the battlefield. I had met Uto people in Jiyang before. I'm not good. You're too worried. I've always had good luck. It won't be a problem. ."
"But..." Mrs. Lin said, someone's voice came behind him: "Shuanghe, come with me."
It is Lin Qingtan.
Lin Shuanghe finally glanced at an empty space and hurriedly said, "Grandfather called me." He quickly followed Lin Qingtan.
After arriving at the study, Lin Qingtan turned and looked at Lin Shuanghe's eyes and asked, "You insist on going to Ji County, but for the plague?"
Lin Shuanghe froze for a moment, then said with a grin: "Still grandfather wise."
The Uto people indiscriminately killed innocent people in Kyrgyzstan. The bodies piled up like mountains. I heard that there was a plague.
"Do you really think about it? The battlefield is no better than the capital, that is where you will die at any time." Lin Qingtan said. Everyone in the capital knows that the younger son of the Lin family is quite talented, but unfortunately the form is absurd and cannot be a big deal. Perhaps even Lin Shuanghe's father Lin Mu thought so. The Lin family's expectations of this junior are nothing more than the fact that he hasn't caused any major incidents in his life.
"Grandfather." For the first time, the young man with a hippy smile showed a solemn look. "If the world is too prosperous, I specialize in women's medicine. There is nothing wrong with it. But the war is urgent. The Lin family is still greedy and afraid of death. "
"Going to Kyrgyzstan not only treats the people who have been infected with the plague, but also the soldiers who were wounded in the army. It is also indispensable for the medical treatment of the army."
"The battlefield is certainly dangerous, but my grandfather has taught him that practitioners must have a living heart and a selfish heart. I am a young Master Lin, but first of all, I am a healer."
Lin Qingtan looked at Lin Shuanghe in front of him, his eyes flickered, and after a long time, the placid old man showed a gratifying smile for the first time.
"Healer, benevolence also. You already have a heart of love, which is very good."
"Go to Ji County," he said: "Mr. Lin, there is also your battlefield."