When Ye Mengxiong left, it was midsummer and hot. Not long after leaving the city, Ye Mengxiong arrived at a small pavilion in the south of Beijing. He saw a horse carriage parked next to it. Seeing the person standing in the pavilion, he couldn't help but smile.
"Ji Xin is just a military general. Isn't she afraid that those civil officials will see her as this old man's accomplice and suppress her if she leaves the city at this time?"
Ye Mengxiong tied up the horses and let the family members move forward slowly. He stayed behind and walked to the pavilion. He saw a few simple and refreshing dishes on a small table in the pavilion. There was also a pot of unknown drink covered in water droplets. He smiled even more happily.
"Only when I arrived in the capital did I find out that my father already has a fortune that no one is willing to touch. Since that's the case, why don't you enjoy it? Lord Ye, this is a top-notch chilled wine. Please."
Xiao Ruxun poured a cup of purple liquid into the small wine cup. It emitted cold air and he handed it to Ye Mengxiong. Ye Mengxiong was feeling hot. He walked forward and sat down. He raised the wine cup and drank it in one gulp. He immediately felt refreshed.
"Grape wine in the luminous cup, when one wants to drink, the pipa urges one to drink. Drunk on the battlefield, don't laugh. Since ancient times, how many people return from war? Grape wine can intoxicate people, but it can't intoxicate my heart. If I can, I really want this incomparably sober heart to be intoxicated."
Ye Mengxiong held the wine cup. His carefree expression was swept away. A thick knot of worry seemed to cover his entire body. In just a moment, tears actually fell.
He shook the wine cup in his hand and tilted his neck at the empty wine cup. Then he stood up and pointed at Xiao Ruxun with angry eyes. He roared, "But why is it that the person who understands this old man the most is you, a military general! Why are you a military general?! Why?! Why?! Ji Xin! Ji Xin! Why aren't you a Jinshi?! Why aren't you a Shu Jishi?! Why aren't you a Hanlin?!! Daming!!! Daming!!! "
Ye Mengxiong suddenly smashed the wine cup in his hand. Then, as if in a rage, he swept all the dishes and wine on the table to the ground. He bent over the stone table and wailed loudly. The dishes and wine, along with the bowls and plates, fell to the ground and shattered. Xiao Ruxun seemed to be able to hear the same voice in Ye Mengxiong's heart.
Xiao Ruxun silently walked to the side of the carriage, took out a bone-chilling wine pot from the extremely cool carriage, and placed it back on the stone table.
"The rise and fall of the country is everyone's responsibility. The responsibility of saving the country is not unique to one or two Jinshi. Daming is the Daming of the world, not the Daming of the Jinshi. Although Ru Xun is a military general and has a low status, he still has the will to save the country. As long as this body is not destroyed, this will will not change."
Ye Mengxiong sniffled and raised his head. On his tear-stained face, although his eyes were red and swollen, they did not lose their spirit. He stared at Xiao Ruxun, as if … as if he could see a faint ray of hope on Xiao Ruxun's face.
Xiao Ruxun raised the small pot of chilled wine and pointed it at Ye Mengxiong.
"As long as there is one breath left, one should not stop fighting. Even if one dies, one is still a man!"
After saying that, Xiao Ruxun raised his head and gulped down half the pot of wine. He handed the remaining half to Ye Mengxiong.
Ye Mengxiong stared at Xiao Ruxun in a daze. After a long time, he snatched the half-empty pot of wine and gulped it down. Then, with a ruthless expression, he smashed the wine pot into smithereens and staggered out of the pavilion. He roared at the huge city of Beijing that was shrouded in dark clouds.
"This is the military general that you look down on!! This is the military general that you look down on like pigs and dogs!! A military general still has the will to save the country, but what about you?! Where has your conscience gone?!! To be a Jinshi! To be a Hanlin! To be a scholar!!
All of them are well-dressed and have dignified appearances! As the saints say when they open their mouths, as the ancients say when they close their mouths! But in the dark, they do some dirty things that will end their descendants! Filling their own pockets! Forming cliques for personal gain! Turning black and white upside down! Disregarding human life!
Do you really think that God can't see it?! Do you really think that no one can deal with you?!
Just you wait! Just you watch! Just you watch! The one who will help the world! It must be Xiao Ruxun!! "
The sixty-two-year-old old man seemed to have used all the strength and courage in his life to roar out the most sorrowful, desolate, and powerful voice in his heart in the vast wilderness. Then, he collapsed on the ground, panting violently.
Xiao Ruxun quickly stepped forward to help Ye Mengxiong up. Looking at Ye Mengxiong's flushed face, his heart surged with emotions.
Ye Mengxiong grabbed Xiao Ruxun's hand so hard that Xiao Ruxun felt a little pain.
"This ambition cannot be forgotten. No matter when, this ambition cannot be forgotten!"
Ye Mengxiong was like an ascetic who had fallen into the water. In his moment of despair and exhaustion, he grabbed onto a straw.
"As long as this body is not destroyed, this ambition will not waver."
This was Xiao Ruxun's answer.
"Good … good … Daming, I'm lucky to have such an ambitious man! Lucky … "
Ye Mengxiong, who had fallen into a deep sleep due to exhaustion, was driven by Xiao Ruxun to catch up with her family's caravan and send them back. Watching the Ye Family's caravan slowly head south, Xiao Ruxun turned her horse around and quickly galloped towards the city of Beijing that was shrouded in dark clouds. After a long time, a ray of sunlight pierced through the dark clouds, shrouding an unremarkable little pavilion.
Xiao Ruxun stayed in the capital for a month. It was a very strange month. The officials who had rendered meritorious service in the Ningxia campaign all received his rewards and then went to various places to be officials according to their new appointments.
Xiao Ruxun also received his title and rewards, but there was no imperial edict for Xiao Ruxun to return to Ningxia to guard there. Thus, more and more people came to ask Xiao Ruxun, this veteran of the battlefield, to lead their children.
On the 26th of the seventh month, the urgent military report from the Liaodong Governor arrived in the capital. The Ministry of War, the Cabinet, and the palace were all deeply shocked and worried. Soon, the entire court was in an uproar.
For the past month, apart from exchanging feelings with the military officers and accepting entrustment, Xiao Ruxun had been cooped up at home with Yang Caiyun. The couple stuck together like glue and did not want to be separated for a second. The sour smell of love and the dazzling light made his father, Xiao Wenkui, who considered himself a single dog, retreat. He did not enter the inner courtyard for three days to avoid hurting his own eyes. At the same time, he looked forward to the early birth of his little grandson.
On the afternoon of the 26th of the seventh month, this sweet silence was broken. His father hurriedly returned home and brought back the news that Zu Chengxun of the Liaodong Army had lost two generals and nearly a thousand troops in Pyongyang.
Xiao Ruxun did not feel strange at all. With Yang Caiyun's help, he sat at the table and wrote a memorial to the war and asked his father to hand it over to him. Then, he ignored it and continued to hug Yang Caiyun, kissing and biting her, and then made a baby.
On the morning of the 27th of the seventh month, the Ministry of War, which was in a mess, received Xiao Ruxun's memorial to the war. Then, it was handed over to the Minister of War, Shi Xing, and at the same time, another memorial was handed over.
After reading these two memorials, Shi Xing frowned and did not dare to make a decision on his own. So, he took these two memorials to the Cabinet to discuss with the Cabinet Elders. Shi Xing also knew that Mr. Zhao Zhigao, who was muddle-headed, could not do anything serious. Now, he could only see what Zhang Wei, who was more sober, thought about this matter.
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