In the end, Emperor Zhaokang allowed Marquis Wu An and He Yan to lead Feihong's Fuyue Army to Jiuchuan.
Although there were many discussions in the court, they slowly calmed down. Firstly, it was because of the Xiao family, so they did not dare to say anything. Secondly, even if He Yan did not go, there were very few people in the court that could be used. It was better to let Marquis Wu An, who had fought against the Uto, lead the troops.
Yan He led the Yan Family troops to Ji County first. Xiao Jue led the South Mansion troops deep into Yunzi. There was also the slightly older Huwei General who led the troops and the Liang Province Guards to Bingjiang, where the battle situation was slightly better. He Yan led the Fuyue Army to Jiuchuan.
Of the four of them, apart from General Huwei, who was slightly older, the other three were quite young. Especially He Yan. Emperor Zhaokang dared to give them the military power not because he wanted to gamble, but because he wanted to cultivate his own trusted subordinates. Especially He Yan. If he used him well, he might become the next Feihong.
After receiving the command seal, they quickly left the capital. He Yan asked Emperor Zhaokang that when she was in the Liang Province Guards, Wang Ba and the others followed her to Rundu and cooperated with her during the night attack on the enemy camp. He wanted to go to Jiuchuan so that Wang Ba and the others could join the Fuyue Army. Emperor Zhaokang agreed.
After everything was settled, there were only two days left in Shuojing.
Spring thunder rumbled, and it was almost time for Jingzhe. The willow trees had already sprouted new green buds. They hid by the river and dyed the river green.
In the noodle shop opened by Elder Sun in the east of the city, a girl in a blue dress was scooping out the noodles from the iron pot. She was young and could only be considered delicate. When people talked to her, she was a bit shy. She was a quiet and shy girl.
Two young people walked in. The younger one smiled and said, "Two bowls of Yangchun noodles." He handed over some money.
Sun Xiaolan hurriedly wiped her hands with a handkerchief before accepting the money. "Please take a seat inside, it'll be ready soon."
Xiao Mai nodded and winked at her big brother. Shi Tou glared at her as a warning.
The two of them found a table inside and sat down. Xiao Mai asked Shi Tou, "Big Brother, we're going to war soon. This time, we're not going to the Liangzhou Garrison. We're going to fight those Uto for real. Since you like Sister Xiaolan, why didn't you tell her before you left? "
Shi Tou didn't say anything.
"If you don't say it, she's in Shuo Jing City. What if Master Sun arranged a marriage for her?" Xiao Mai looked at her elder brother. "We've been in the Liang Province Guards for so long. Why have you become such a coward?"
Shi Tou shook his head and said in a low voice, "I may not be able to come back alive from Jiuchuan. There's no need to give her hope and waste her time. "
He looked at the busy girl in the blue dress and revealed a rare smile. "If I come back alive, I'll tell her about my feelings …"
Xiao Mai looked at Sun Xiaolan and then at Shi Tou. After a while, she sighed as if she had accepted her fate. "Alright, whatever you say, Big Brother."
The noodles were quickly served. Sun Xiaolan smiled and said, "Please enjoy." Then she quickly left.
Shi Tou looked at them for a long time before withdrawing his gaze.
A light rain gradually fell from the sky, washing the limestone tiles in front of the shop until they were sparkling clean. The noodle shop's girl went to clean up the empty bowls. When she arrived at the table, she saw a pot of peach blossoms in front of the two empty bowls.
This pot of peach blossoms had bloomed early, and some of them hadn't fully bloomed yet. They were shallow and deep, with specks of crimson, like the red snow of spring. She was stunned for a moment, and the image of the taciturn, handsome youth surfaced in her mind. After a while, her cheeks flushed slightly. She picked up the pot of peach blossoms and carefully placed it in the room.
The mountain was still the same as before, but the bandit stronghold looked a lot more dilapidated.
The man with the scar on his face climbed up the last mound and stared blankly at the bandit stronghold in front of him.
A child leading a cow by the entrance glanced at him and was immediately stunned. A moment later, he howled, "Boss is back —"
Being escorted into the stronghold, and being called "Boss" by everyone, made Wang Ba feel as if a lifetime had passed. After staying in the Liang Province Guards for a long time, he had learned to obey. As a lowly soldier, it was very uncomfortable to be surrounded by so many people and treated with so much love and respect.
He coughed lightly and said, "I came back today to tell you that in a day, I'll be leaving for Jiuchuan to fight the Uto! I also came to see how you guys are doing. "
Someone squeezed forward and said flatteringly, "After Boss left, there weren't many people coming to this mountain. The harvest wasn't good, so everyone started farming. They even raised silkworms. Although it's not as good as when we were bandits, it's better in terms of stability. Second Boss said that when summer comes, we'll dig a pond in the mountain to raise fish. In the future, we won't have to worry about food and daily necessities. "
Wang Ba felt very gratified, but also a bit sour. He put on a fake smile and said, "Looks like you guys are doing well without me."
Second Boss walked over. He was a cultured man who had read books. Back then, when his family was in decline, he had no choice but to become a bandit. However, he couldn't lift or carry anything. At first, Wang Ba hoped that he could come up with some good ideas. Later, he simply gave up and let him stay in the stronghold to teach the children how to read and write.
Second Boss said, "Boss saw how fierce the soldiers were in suppressing the bandits and felt it wasn't safe to rob them again. That's why he went to the Liang Province Guards and joined the army. However, the outside world has been chaotic these past two years. Everyone's lives haven't been easy. Now that we're able to be self-sufficient, it's already very good. Our Master is going to fight the Wutuo people. Without Master, how can we have a good life outside? We all miss you. If you want to come back one day, you'll still be our boss. "
Wang Ba felt a bit better. He snorted softly, "At least you guys have a conscience!"
He took out a few ingots of silver from the bag he carried with him and lined them up one by one.
"This is …" someone asked cautiously.
"I did a meritorious service in the barracks. It's a reward from the higher-ups!" He waved his hand indifferently, "I'm eating and living in the barracks now. It's useless to keep it. You guys can take it. Buy whatever you want. Don't say that Boss doesn't care about your lives!"
"This …" Second Boss hesitated for a moment, "You exchanged this with your life. We don't dare to take it."
"I told you to take it, so take it. Stop talking nonsense!" Wang Ba glared at him, "You dare to talk back?"
Everyone looked at each other and did not dare to refute. The children at the side surrounded Wang Ba and all of them pounced on him, shouting, "Boss, you're amazing! Boss is the best! "
Wang Ba was squeezed until only his head was sticking out. He said angrily, "Don't step on me. Get off!"
When the crowd saw the commotion, they lowered their heads and laughed softly.
In the shabby thatched hut, there was a rare big pot of mutton stew on the table.
The eleven or twelve-year-old boy was at the age when he could eat a lot. His mouth was full of oil and his cheeks were bulging.
Hong Shan said, "Eat slowly. No one will fight with you."
"Brother," the child looked up and said vaguely, "Next time you come back, let's eat mutton stew again!"
Hong Shan laughed, "Okay."
The old woman next to him shook her head in disapproval, "You listen to him. What if this child is spoiled?"
"Ah-Cheng is so obedient. How can he be spoiled?" Hong Shan smiled and touched his younger brother's head. He sighed, "Ah-Cheng is much taller now than when I left. In a few years, he'll be able to take charge."
In their family, there were only a pair of brothers and an old mother. Xiao Mai and her brother were about the same age, but his younger brother was only twelve years old. Hong Shan didn't have much ability in his life. He didn't expect to enter the Liang Province Guards and meet a group of powerful brothers. However, he was willing to place all his beautiful hopes on his younger brother, hoping that he could bring glory to his ancestors.
"Ah-Cheng," he looked at the young boy who was happily eating a mutton leg, "When I first came to the barracks and met Marquis Wu An, she was even thinner than you. But later, she became the leader of the Liang Province Guards. "
"Is she really that powerful? More powerful than brother? "Ah-Cheng asked curiously.
Hong Shan smiled, "She's much more powerful than me." He looked at the young boy in front of him, "She can eat as much as you. So Ah-Cheng, you have to work hard when I'm not here. Maybe in the future, you can also become someone like Marquis Wu An. "
"Marquis Wu An is a woman, I'm a man. How can I be Marquis Wu An?" The young boy couldn't take it, "If I want to be, I want to be someone like General Fengyun!"
Hong Shan and the old woman looked at each other, then lowered their heads and smiled.
"Okay, okay, okay. You can be General Fengyun." Hong Shan smiled, "Then after brother leaves, you have to focus on studying and practicing martial arts. Don't make mother angry, okay?"
"I know." Ah-Cheng patted his chest and promised, "Brother, don't worry. I'll take good care of mother!"
"Ah-Shan," the old woman looked at Hong Shan, her gaze gentle and worried, "Swords have no eyes on the battlefield. You have to be careful."
Hong Shan pushed a bowl of soup in front of the old woman, "Don't worry, mother. I'll take good care of myself."
Capital Martial Arts School.
Director Jiang was having a duel with the young master, Jiang Jiao.
Both of them used long spears. Curator Jiang used the long spear to perfection back then, but now, his son, Jiang Jiao, had already surpassed him. Just like his name, the long spear was like a flood dragon coming out of the sea. It was beautiful and ferocious.
With a horizontal strike, the tip of the spear was already at Director Jiang's neck. As the red tassels trembled slightly, the crowd burst into cheers.
"Good! The young master is amazing! "
"Director Jiang lost. He has to admit that he's old!"
Although he lost to his son, Director Jiang didn't get angry. Instead, he showed a proud expression. Looking at the tall and straight young man in front of him, he felt a great sense of relief.
Back then, Jiang Jiao's fiancée committed suicide for love. Jiang Jiao immediately became a joke and couldn't recover from the setback. He locked himself in his room every day and refused to see anyone. His family and friends came to persuade him, but it was useless.
Director Jiang only had this one son. He was angry and heartbroken, but there was nothing he could do.
It just so happened that the Liangzhou Guards were recruiting new soldiers. He wanted to train this kid's willpower, so he forced Jiang Jiao to join the army.
He didn't expect that in less than two years, Jiang Jiao would become a new man. He was no longer as dispirited as before, and his spear skills gradually improved. If there was one thing that Director Jiang felt fortunate about in his life, it was that day he tore down the Liangzhou Guards' recruitment document and threw his stinky son into the army camp.
He pretended to be reserved and said, "Your spear skills are quite exquisite."
Jiang Jiao smiled and said, "It's because my friend taught me well."
He Yan had taught him his spear skills. Thinking about it, he sighed. He Yan's spear skills were far above his own. If he wanted to catch up to her, he would need to put in a lot of effort.
Gym Master Jiang walked into the room and took out a long stick wrapped in red cloth.
"This is …"
"It's for you," Director Jiang said. "Open it and take a look."
Jiang Jiao opened it and peeled off the red cloth. Inside was a silver spear. This spear was more beautiful and sharper than the one he had brought to the Liangzhou Guards.
"I'm afraid that your original spear won't be enough for your trip to Jiuchuan. Our martial arts center has never lacked good weapons. This spear suits your current spear skills better. "
Jiang Jiao casually swung the spear in his hand a few times. He found it to his liking and immediately said happily, "Thank you, father!"
"Since you've taken the martial arts center's good spear, don't disgrace our Jiang family's reputation!" Director Jiang said in a low voice. After a moment of silence, he added, "Of course, you have to protect yourself. Remember, come back alive!"
Jiang Jiao smiled freely and put the spear behind his back. He said straightforwardly, "Of course."
The drizzle was weak. The restaurant was next to the river. An old man in a straw raincoat was fishing. He was as strong as a black bear and held a large knife in his hand. He stroked the prayer beads on his chest and looked at the restaurant in front of him with an exceptionally gentle gaze.
This place used to be his home.
It was also a spring day like this back then. Their house was close to the river, so they could catch a lot of fish in this season. His brothers would throw the fish carelessly into the bamboo baskets. The girls would remove the scales, clean them up, and roast them until they were fragrant. His parents were still alive back then, and the courtyard was bustling with activity every day. The carefree days seemed endless, and he also seemed like he would never grow up.
In the blink of an eye, many years had passed. Things remained the same, but people had changed. His original family was long gone. The house that used to be filled with memories had become a wine shop.
And he was all alone. He didn't even have anyone to say goodbye to before he left.
The woman selling wine enthusiastically called out, "Big brother, do you want a bowl of apricot wine?"
Huang Xiong turned his head to look. After a while, he nodded and said, "Three bowls."
"Okay," the woman replied with a smile.
He placed the knife on the table and waited for the woman to bring three bowls of sweet wine. The wine was sweet and refreshing. It wasn't expensive, but it reminded him of his mother's osmanthus wine.
Huang Xiong raised his head. Under the eaves outside the window, raindrops fell drop by drop, smashing a small hole in the ground. He looked and looked, then suddenly shook his head and smiled.
Actually, it was nothing.
Sitting here now was like sitting in his old home. This woman's care could be considered a mother's advice. The sound of the rain outside was like the noise of younger siblings. And this knife … …
It was a close friend that would accompany him on his journey.
The fierce man raised his head and drank the three bowls of wine one by one. He put down the money in his hand, got up, and strode away.
Only the rain falling under the eaves was neither fast nor slow. It was exceptionally long.
Today, the atmosphere in the Lin family in the capital was strangely cold.
Mrs. Lin used a handkerchief to wipe her tears. Looking at the person in front of her, she sobbed, "My son, why did you have to run to Ji County? Do you know that there are endless wars there? You don't know martial arts. If you ran into a Uto, what would you do … … Mother only has you as my darling. If something happened to you, what would Mother do?! "
"That's enough." Lin Mu frowned and said, "What's the point of crying? What if the servants see you like this?"
Mrs. Lin didn't give up and pointed her spear at Lin Mu, "You useless thing. Go tell the Emperor to let He 'er come back. Why don't you go in his place? You've already lived for so many years. My son is still young. Wu … … He's so weak, how can he go to the battlefield … … "
Lin Shuanghe, "… …"
For the first time, he realized that when his mother cried, there were so many tears.
"Mother, I asked the Emperor myself. I wanted to go. Please don't blame Father." Lin Shuanghe said, "This is a good time to make a contribution. Our Lin family can't only treat women. If I go and make a contribution, our Lin family will be famous in Da Wei."
"Who cares," Mrs. Lin scolded, "Our family doesn't lack money!"
For the first time, Lin Shuanghe felt helpless when it came to women. He looked at his father.
Lin Mu frowned slightly and asked, "Have you really thought it through? That's a battlefield. "
"Father, it's not like I haven't been to a battlefield before. Didn't I already run into a Uto in Jiyang? I was fine. You're worrying too much. My luck has always been good. Nothing will happen. "
"But … …" Mrs. Lin still wanted to say something, but someone's voice came from behind, "Shuang He, come with me."
It was Lin Qingtan.
Lin Shuanghe finally found a chance to slip away. He hurriedly said, "Grandfather is calling for me." He quickly followed Lin Qingtan.
When they reached the study, Lin Qingtan turned around and looked into Lin Shuanghe's eyes. He asked, "You insist on going to Ji County. Is it because of the plague?"
Lin Shuanghe was stunned. He then smiled and said, "Grandfather is wise."
Uto had killed innocent people in Ji County. Corpses were piled up like mountains. When he heard that there was a plague, Lin Shuanghe volunteered to go there to deal with the plague.
"Have you really thought it through? The battlefield isn't like the capital. It's a place where you can lose your life at any time, "Lin Qingtan said. Everyone in the capital knew that the youngest son of the Lin family was quite talented. Unfortunately, the situation was absurd and he couldn't achieve great things. Perhaps even Lin Shuanghe's father, Lin Mu, thought so too. The Lin family's hope for this junior was that he wouldn't cause any trouble for the rest of his life and live a peaceful life. That was enough.
"Grandfather." The young man who was always smiling showed a serious expression for the first time. "If it was a peaceful time, I wouldn't be wrong to specialize in women's medicine. But the situation is urgent and the Lin family is afraid of death. They don't deserve to practice medicine."
"This trip to Ji County is not only to treat the people who have been infected with the plague. The injured soldiers in the army also need to be treated by military doctors."
"Although the battlefield is dangerous, grandfather has taught me before. As a doctor, you must have the heart of a living person. You must not have a selfish heart. I am the young master of the Lin family. But first, I am a doctor. "
Lin Qingtan looked at Lin Shuanghe in front of him. His eyes flashed. After a long time, this old man revealed a gratified smile for the first time.
"A doctor is benevolent. You already have a benevolent heart. This is very good. "
"Go to Ji County," he said. "Doctor Lin, that is also your battlefield."
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