Rebirth of a Star General - Chapter 78

Chapter 78

For four or five days, He Yan did not go to the martial arts field to practice.

In fact, she herself did not take the pain on her leg to heart, but the medical girl Shen Muxue of Liangzhou Guardian came to give her medicine every day, and she repeatedly told her not to exercise vigorously. Hong Shan also yelled at the same time: “You just listen to the doctors. If you are tortured again, you can’t get the first place in the day of the flag fight, and you can’t enter the forward camp. Don’t cry when the time comes.”

He Yan thought about it, then gave up, not in a hurry for a day or two.

But these days, as long as she gets off the martial arts field, her house is basically full, and people come to see her in an endless stream. People often come to see the sick. Today Jiang Jiao sent a few sour plums, and tomorrow Huang Xiong brought a bunch of roasted quails. The most speechless thing was Wang Ba, who couldn’t hold his face. When he came, he asked the recruits in his room to send half a bite of dry buns, which at first glance was the spoils looted from the hands of others. He really regarded the barracks as his own hilltop.

Teacher Liang came twice, and both times he saw He Yan who was surrounded by the crowd in the spring breeze. He glanced at her food squeezed like a mountain on the table, and threw a bit of a sentence: “Oh, you have a good day.” After leaving again, He Yan was also helpless.

It was so noisy and noisy. When He Yan’s elbows were scarred and scabs, his legs could jump on the ground. Seven or eight days have passed, and the day of the flag fight is getting closer and closer. NS.

On this day, before the sun set, Hongshan and the others returned. He Yan was surprised and asked, “Why did you leave before the martial arts show?”

“Today is July 14th, Mid-Year Festival,” Mai answered first. “The chief coach asked us to go to the martial arts field earlier, and go to the river to set water lanterns to worship our ancestors after dinner.”

“This Liangzhou Guardian is not bad, and it gave people time to pay homage to their ancestors and relatives.” Hong Shan sighed.

He Yan smiled, thinking that this is the tradition in the barracks. When she was in the Fuyue Army, the local government in the garrison would teach people to set up a dojo to pay homage to the soldiers who died in the war. Nowadays, Liangzhou Wei is backed by mountains and rivers, so it is very convenient to put water lanterns.

“My eldest brother and I are going to set off the water lanterns for my parents,” Mai Mai said of the dead parents, but he was not sad, only a little melancholy. Maybe the parents left too early, the memory is very weak, he asked Hong Shan: ” Brother Shan going to worship?”

“Go, my mother left early, I’ll put one for my mother.”

Several people looked at He Yan in unison: “Brother Ahe is going or not?”

Here, He Yan’s identity is probably the most mysterious. She doesn’t like to talk to Mai and they talk about family affairs. Hong Shan only knows that He Yan came to the army because of a desperate family, but she was flying on the martial arts field before. With a confident appearance, he felt that He Yan was not a child from an ordinary family.

“Me? I’ll go too.” He Yan lowered his eyes, and his voice lowered, “I also have someone to worship.”

Mai Mai and the others sensed that the atmosphere was not right, so they didn’t dare to ask further, and they turned the conversation off and talked about something lighter.

After supper, when the sun was completely set and the moonlight came out from the dark clouds, almost all the recruits from Liangzhouwei came out.

You have to fold the lantern yourself, and the paper is piled in several large baskets in the martial arts field. He Yan also went to get one. She was not very good at doing these handicrafts. Wheat saw it, and folded her into the shape of a lotus lantern three or five times, then dropped a short white candle on the center of the lotus lantern and handed it to He Yan: “It’s done!”

“Thank you.” He Yan praised, “You are so clever.”

Mai Mai smiled embarrassedly: “I used to fold a lot of lanterns with my eldest brother to sell during the Mid-year Festival. I am used to folding. If the paper is bigger, I can fold a more beautiful and bigger one!”

The stone knocked on his head and said in disapproval, “This is not the time for you to show off.”

Wheat sticks out his tongue, and ran to the Wulu River with the water lantern in his hand: “I’ll go to light up the light first, Ahe brother, hurry up!”

After the beginning of autumn, the weather in Liangzhou became cooler at night. In the morning, it rained, and the coolness was still there. The dense forest on the mountain gave birth to cool frost and dew, and the moon and stars were sparse, making the river water bright and white.

The riverside was already crowded with people who came to worship the ancestors, and the candlelight was shaking, like ten thousand silver flowers shining all over the river, reflecting the beating flames. The flaming red lotus floats far away with the thoughts of the worshippers, turning into a bright spot where the water meets the sky, and gradually disappears.

“It’s all right here, Brother Ahe…” Mai turned around and was taken aback, “Where is Brother Ahe?”

Hong Shan and Shishi looked at each other, “I don’t know, I was still here just now.”

He Yan was sitting on the rock in the innermost place by the river. It was not the most open place, so few people set up lights here. He Yan silently looked at the lotus lantern in his hand, and his heart was unspeakably sour.

Suddenly I remembered the moment He Wanru drowned her in the water, and said to her, “You are pregnant.”

At that moment, she was actually more happy than at a loss.

But the joy did not last for a moment, and she sank in the Xu family’s pond with her and her unborn child.

He Yan always felt that in her previous life, she had never sorry anyone, to the He family, to He Rufei, and to Xu Zhiheng. She did everything she could, but the only thing she felt guilty was the flesh and blood in her belly. She gave him life, but before bringing him into the world, she killed this possibility for her own reasons. Perhaps when she was a military commander, too many people died under her hand, causing countless murders, and God would punish her in this way. But you should punish yourself, so why punish innocent children? She didn’t even know whether it was a little girl or a little boy who was born in her womb, so she died.

He Yan took out the Huozhezi, the sparks of the Huozhezi splashed a little on the candle, and the candle was lit in an instant. The water lantern slowly bloomed in her hand, and the light of the fire reflected in her eyes, turning into a small flame. It seemed that there were tears about to fall, and it was quickly blurred.

“I’m sorry,” she whispered and said sadly: “You and my mother and son have no fate in this life. If there is an afterlife, you must be reborn in a good family and be happy and worry-free throughout your life. Don’t meet me again.”

“Me too…” She put the lantern into the river water, “I will avenge you.”

The river was gurgling, gently wrapped the little water lantern and went forward. He Yan stared at it, and swayed until it converged with countless light spots, and could no longer tell who was who, before he retracted his gaze and rubbed his eyes. Rubbed his eyes.

“Brother He, I didn’t expect you to be here!” An excited voice sounded behind her, “It’s a coincidence, you also come to set off the water lantern!”

He Yan turned around and saw a young man with red lips and white teeth holding a lamp in his arms and walking towards her happily. It was Cheng Lisu.

His clothes were neat and fresh. When he walked to He Yan’s side, he carefully raised the corner of his robe, fearing that he would be splashed by the river, and gave He Yan a handful of water lanterns he was holding in his arms.

He Yan asked: “…Are you the water lantern you want to put on?”

“Yes!”

“Why so many?” He Yan was speechless.

“I didn’t have so much to put, and I don’t know the ancestors of our Cheng family. But I don’t think my uncle will come today, so I will put it on his behalf. This belongs to my uncle and grandmother. This is my uncle. Grandfather’s, this is me…”

He counted them one by one, but he didn’t see half of the sadness, so cheerfully, people mistakenly thought that he was putting on Lantern Festival Lantern instead of Zhongyuan Water Lantern.

“Wait,” He Yan interrupted him, “Why are you doing it for your uncle? Can’t he come by himself?”

“There are so many people, he won’t come.” Cheng Lisu sighed, with a broken heart, and shook his head: “I will come when I come. Who calls him my uncle?”

He Yan looked a little funny, but the pain that had just occurred because of the past was diluted a lot. Although Cheng Lisu seems to have two brains less than ordinary people, he is still very serious about the issue of water lanterns. He lit the water lanterns in his hand one by one, solemnly put them into the river water, and prayed very nervously not to be blown out by the wind, and not to be overturned by the waves. Fortunately, all went well. The water lanterns gradually The ground drifted far away.

After putting off the last lamp, Cheng Lisu breathed a sigh of relief. He took a coarse cloth out of his arms and placed it on the stone before sitting on it.

“Liangzhouwei is quite cool at night,” he muttered, “It was so hot to me a few days ago, I have grown up so much, and I have never experienced such a heat.”

He Yan burst into laughter. Cheng Lisu used to be in Shuojing. Cheng’s family must have ice cubes to cool off the summer heat. They stayed in the house every day without the sun. Of course, it was not as difficult as Liangzhou Wei. She said: “If this is the case, why do you come to Liangzhou to suffer with your uncle?”

“No way,” Cheng Lisu spread his hands together, “If I don’t come out with my uncle, I will have to make a kiss.”

He Yan was taken aback: “What?”

“Tell you a secret. I escaped from marriage.” Cheng Lisu curled his lips. “I’m still young, so how can I get married? Besides, I don’t like her, so I ran away.”

He Yan: “…” The child is really going straight back and forth, but to He Yan’s surprise, Xiao Jue actually promised to bring Cheng Lisu with him. He is not afraid that Cheng’s family will be dissatisfied with him. The young master also helped the young master escape the marriage, even if he is a relative, I’m afraid there will be suspicions in his heart.

“You and Governor Xiao have a very good relationship.” He Yan said carefully.

“It’s okay,” Cheng Lisu was very proud: “I took the initiative to pester him.”

He Yan felt unbelievable, “Your uncle has such a bad temper, how can you take the initiative to move forward?” It’s amazing, who said that Cheng Lisu is a “junior trash”, this kind of patience, not everyone can do it.

“My uncle is very good. If it weren’t for him when I was a kid, I might not be who I am now.”

Xu is that the moonlight is very good tonight, and Cheng Lisu is also very interested when he talks about the past.

Cheng Lisu’s mother, Mrs. Cheng, is actually not a few years younger than Xiao Jue’s mother. Therefore, when Xiao Jue was born, Mrs. Cheng had already been married, and although Cheng Lisu and Xiao Jue were different in seniority, the difference in age was not very large.

Although the Cheng family and the Xiao family did not move around frequently, they were definitely not indifferent. However, when Cheng Lisu was a child, he had not seen Xiao Jue much. Most of the time, he saw his uncle Xiao Jing for a lot of time. Xiao Zhongwu has two sons, Xiao Jing, the first son of Xiao, was weak when he was young, and he was not suitable for martial arts. After he raised his body, he had passed the best age for martial arts. And Mrs. Xiao didn’t want Xiao Jing to join the Rong, so Xiao Jing took the path of a civil official.

After Xiao Jue was born, Xiao Zhongwu paid special attention to this son.

Xiao Jue did not live up to Xiao Zhongwu’s expectations, and had already revealed his talents when he was a child. Xiao Zhongwu took Xiao Jue to the mountains and was taught by four senior scholars. As for what mountain it was, and who was the master, Cheng Lisu was not quite clear. In the end, you may only see it once a year, and sometimes you don’t see it once.

After Xiao Jue was fourteen years old, he went down the mountain and returned to Shuojing, entered Xianchang Hall, and studied arts and martial arts with Shuojing’s noble children. Cheng Lisu was nine years old that year, and was kidnapped by kidnappers when he went out to play with his friends on the Mid-Autumn Festival. At his age, it is reasonable to say that the kidnappers are too big, but his life is so delicate and delicate, like a silver doll in a New Year picture, so the kidnappers kidnapped him out of the city. Cheng Lisu told Tiantian not to call the land. Ling, shivering while hiding in the carriage.

He cried when he woke up, ate something with tears in his mouth, and fell asleep again. I don’t know how long he woke up from sleep. The sound of fighting came from outside the carriage. Cheng Lisu was swollen with a bumpy nose, and the car came to a halt.

He hurriedly opened the curtain of the carriage and climbed out, and saw the dead who fell to the ground, all with swords in their throats. There was not only one kidnapper who took him. There were dozens of them. The kidnapped children were all tied up and stuffed in a carriage. At this moment, some of them fell out and some were still in the carriage. A group of people were crying. In the chaos, Cheng Lisu tremblingly climbed out, and he encountered a hint of white robe corner.

He raised his head and looked up, and saw a handsome young man in a silver crown and white robe standing in front of him, holding a long sword, which was like frost and snow, dripping blood ticking down. The blood color is gorgeous, not as bright as the red lips of this young man, his expression is calm, and his gaze falls on him.

This is a fierce painting, but Cheng Lisu felt a little relieved inexplicably. He tremblingly hugged the leg of the boy, learning from his mother’s tone when talking with others, and the flattery of doglegs, “Dare, Dare to ask who is the hero’s name and where he lives. I am the young master of Youjiro’s mansion. If you save me, our mansion will surely be rewarded.”

The corners of the boy’s mouth twitched, and he looked down at him condescendingly, with no ripples in his clear eyes, and said coldly: “I am your uncle.”

“I only knew at that time that he was my little uncle who I never saw.” Cheng Lisuto looked at the moon, “I thought at the time, this little uncle is really amazing.”

Xiao Jue rescued him and the young children who were abducted by the kidnappers. Cheng Lisu felt that there was such an uncle, and You Rongyan wanted to stick to him. But Xiao Jue didn’t like this little nephew very much. After sending him back to Cheng’s house, he never visited him again. Cheng Lisu sent him a post inviting him to be a guest at the mansion, but Xiao Jue has never been there once. Besides, Xiao Jue was also very busy. When Cheng Lisu saw Xiao Jue, there were actually very few.

He Yan thought of the scene described by Cheng Lisu and wanted to laugh inexplicably. It was really helpless to think that Xiao Jue had such a nephew.

“Then how did you get close afterwards?” He Yan asked.

If it was just a life-saving grace, as Cheng Lisu said, it didn’t bring much improvement to their relationship, then something must have happened later, the uncle and nephew could only come to Liangzhouwei together now.

“In fact, our Cheng family, including my mother, and relatives and friends who know the Xiao family, don’t really like uncle uncle.” Cheng Lisu said, “They prefer uncle uncle.”

The two sons of the Xiao family were born to Wei Wanli. The son of Xiao Jing also had a good appearance. The son was like jade, humble and clear. From the perspective of temperament alone, it would be more comfortable to get along with Xiao Jing. But it’s not that I don’t like Xiao Jue.

“Why?” He Yan asked, “Duke Xiao didn’t save your life. Even if you’re a savior, your mother definitely won’t dislike him.”

“That’s the case, but the time for my uncle and our relatives to meet is too short, and everyone doesn’t understand him.”

Before Xiao Jue was fourteen, he rarely stayed in Shuojing. After fourteen, he entered the Xianchang Pavilion. Not to mention his relatives and friends, even Mrs. Xiao was not very close to this son. Cheng Lisu knew that there were several times when Mrs. Xiao talked to her mother, and she was always worried about how to get along with this little son.

If you don’t know how to understand, people will naturally have many prejudices. Xiao Jue was originally lazy and didn’t like to socialize with others. Compared with his gentle brother, the contrast is even sharper. However, as He Yan said, this is not a dislike. The real dislike was from the death of Xiao Zhongwu after the Battle of Mingshui.

Xiao Zhongwu’s death came suddenly, and it was a huge blow to the Xiao family. Mrs. Xiao has never experienced wind and rain, and her husband is the heaven all her life. After Xiao Zhongwu’s death, Mrs. Xiao took advantage of the unpreparedness and killed herself and followed her husband, leaving only two sons.

The two sons of the Xiao family, Xiao Jing and Xiao Jue, Xiao Jing was in grief, but Xiao Jue did not shed a single tear. After the generals and his wife were buried, the first thing Xiao Jue did was to go to the Jinluan Temple to petition, and to hold the military power of the Nanfu soldiers in his palms.

Mrs. Xiao had not had the first seven days, so he took Nanfu soldiers to Ping Nanban Rebellion. Xiao Zhongwu died in the battle of Nanban that day. Some people said he was avenging his father, while others said he was eager for quick success. Whether it was the death of his father or the love of his mother, Xiao Jue did not show excessive sadness. So the mark of indifference and heartlessness was imprinted on him.

The second young master Xiao, who is noble and precious, is missing from the capital, and others can only learn about Xiao Jue’s current situation from the few words uploaded back from the battlefield. Rumor has it that he was a young killer, and countless people died under his sword.

“Have you heard of Zhao Nuo?” Cheng Lisu asked.

He Yan faintly felt that the name was familiar, but he didn’t know where he had heard it before, so he shook his head and said, “I don’t know.”

“Zhao Nuo is the eldest son of the current household minister, and he was once an envoy of Jingzhou Jiedu.” Cheng Lisu said here, and his expression went down. It is because of this person.”