After Hsu Fengnian became the King of Beiliang, he first had to subdue the civil officials, pacify the border army, and fight against Wang Xianzhi. He never had a chance to talk to Huang Man'er, or rather, he never knew how to talk to Huang Man'er. After Huang Man'er was enlightened, he calmed down and had his own ideas. After the expansion of the army, the Long Xiang Army, which had 30,000 soldiers and horses, was well managed by the youth. However, Hsu Fengnian was used to treating Huang Man'er as the child with two snots. When Huang Man'er grew up, he felt a sense of unfamiliarity that he didn't know how to talk to him. Occasionally, Hsu Fengnian would remember that Xu Xiao probably had the same problem when facing his rebellious self. Of course, when Hsu Fengnian was the same age as Huang Man'er, he was truly a lawless demon king. Xu Xiao definitely didn't dare to scold him and didn't know how to persuade him. Although after the wangfei passed away, as the General, he was both a father and mother, in the end, he was still a rough man. Leading troops to war and governing the army didn't make sense, so he just fought until they were convinced. However, when it came to the eldest son, how could he be so carefree?
Hsu Fengnian looked at the yellow sand that was even more barren and barren than Liangzhou. He smiled and asked softly, "Huang Man'er, did you miss your father?"
With his back to his brother, Xu Longxiang nodded vigorously.
Hsu Fengnian continued, "Speaking of our mother's early death, outsiders all say that it was to give birth to you, the result of exchanging a life for a life. In reality, logically speaking, mother's lifeline was left behind by the White Clothes Case. If Xu Xiao didn't have me, the eldest son, or us two sons, he would definitely be able to live out the rest of his life as a king with a different surname. After death, his posthumous title would be extremely honorable, and he definitely wouldn't be that bullshit 'Wu Li'. So, you, the younger brother, would never be the one to say sorry to our parents. I also know that Xu Xiao has always been biased. You and my two sisters are not as good as me. "
Xu Longxiang held the reins and didn't say anything.
Hsu Fengnian leaned against the wall of the carriage and looked at the sky that was higher and wider than anywhere else in Liyang. He said softly, "Xu Xiao is actually very good to us, to the point that he can't be any better... except for my two sisters, I am the older brother and you are the younger brother, so it's different. But this isn't because Xu Xiao is really biased. He doesn't feel sorry for you and your two sisters. But he was a boor who joined the army to kill enemies at the age of fourteen. How could he know the difficulties of his children as a father? After Xu Xiao left, in order to deal with Wang Xianzhi, I went into an out-of-body state. That was how I saw Xu Xiao when he was young, not as impressive as he was after he went to Beiliang. I saw Xu Xiao standing outside the Grand Council office without bending his back or crippling his legs. It rained for an entire night, but those powerful officials closed their doors and refused to see him. They refused to give a single soldier a mouthful of food. Xu Xiao stood like that for an entire night. After winning a battle, Xu Xiao sneaked to the battlefield where the corpses of the soldiers did not have time to be dragged away. He squatted there and whimpered. It was not at all like after he had us, he said that he would be unstoppable wherever he pointed his troops, and he would be like a tiger swallowing tens of thousands of miles. I also saw Xu Xiao's downfall after he became a general. He had to share hard buns with Master, Zhao Changling and the others. "
Xu Fengnian smiled and looked up at the clean sky with narrowed eyes. "To be honest, our father can only be less tired when he's gone. If it weren't for the fact that he's worried about us, he would have gone down to accompany Mother long ago. He's just holding on with a strong will and fighting with the King of Hell."
Hsu Fengnian straightened and looked away. He said in a deep voice, "People in Beiliang have said for a long time that the Zhao court is making things difficult everywhere. Xu Xiao has military power. Why did he not just rebel? Beimang has Beiliang's three hundred thousand cavalry. They are bound to take over the Central Plains. The history books are just servant girls that the founding dynasty can paint as they please. How can the Xu family's reputation be lacking? Xu Xiao didn't tell us why. I also thought about this problem that wasn't a problem. I felt that there was no reason to talk about it. If Xu Xiao wasn't such a person, he wouldn't have been able to reach Northern Liang. Just like how Xu Xiao treated me and you, Huang Man 'er, there is no reason. He is the father, we are his sons. He feels heartache. It is that simple. "
Xu Fengnian unconsciously pulled up his sleeves out of habit, he said, "As sons, we have to make sure that Xu Xiao, as a father, doesn't get scolded by the future generations. It's just as simple. I, Hsu Fengnian, am guarding the northwest. It is a responsibility that Xu Xiao gave me. It is my duty. It is even simpler. As his older brother, I don't want my younger brother to die on the battlefield. At the very least, I don't want you to die before me. There is no reason to talk about this. Huang Man 'er, did you hear that? If you dare to ask me to retrieve your corpse from the battlefield, you can forget about being my younger brother in your next life. Who doesn't have selfish motives? Even Xu Xiao said that according to reason, no one in the world has any relatives, and no one's son should die. But he can't do it either. It is the same for me. "
Hsu Fengnian said calmly, "When the war starts, many people will die. Perhaps it will be Second Brother Yuan, Yan Wenluan, or even Lu Qiu 'er. But I still hope that we can die further north."
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