Rebirth of a Star General

Emperor Zhaokang finally allowed Heyan, the Hou of Wu'an, to lead the Fuyue Army, the old part of Feihong, to go to Jiuchuan to fight the enemy.

Although there were many discussions in the DPRK and China, it finally calmed down. First, because of the Xiao family's reasons, they didn't dare to say anything. Second, even if He Yan did not go, there were very few people available in the court. It would be better to let the Marquis of Wu'an, who had fought against the Uto people, lead the army.

Yan He took the troops of the Yan family to Ji County first, Xiao Jue led the troops of the Nanfu to go deep into Yunzi, and the older General Huwei led the troops and the men of Liangzhou Wei to Bingjiang, where the battle situation was better. He Yan led the Fuyue Army to Jiuchuan.

Of the four of them, except for General Huwei, who was a little older, the other three were considered very young. Especially for He Yan, Emperor Zhaokang dared to hand over military power to them, not because he had the intention of gambling, but probably because he wanted to cultivate his cronies for himself. Especially He Yan, if used well, it may not be the next "Feihong".

After the military talisman is in hand, he will soon leave Beijing. He Yan and Emperor Zhao Kang requested that when they were in Liangzhou Wei, Wang Ba and a few people followed her to Rundu, and they cooperated with her when they attacked the enemy camp at night. They wanted to request that they go to Jiuchuan. Wang Ba and his party could join the Fuyue Army. Conti agreed.

After everything is settled, there are only two days left in Shuojing.

The spring thunder bursts, and it is about to be shocked. Liu Si already has new green shoots, hiding by the river, dyeing the river green.

In the noodle shop opened by Uncle Chengdong Sun, a girl in a blue cloth dress was scooping out the noodles from the iron pot. She is not very old, she can only be regarded as beautiful, and she is a little shy when someone talks to her, she is a quiet and shy girl.

Two young people walked in. The younger boy smiled and said, "Two bowls of Yangchun noodles." After that, he handed over a few money.

Sun Xiaolan hurriedly wiped her hand with a handkerchief, took the money, and said, "Guest officer, go and sit inside first, and you'll be fine right away."

Mai nodded, and winked at his elder brother, and was glared by Shishi as a warning.

The two went inside to find a table and sat down. Mai asked Shishi: "Brother, we are going to fight soon. This time, it is not to go to Liangzhouwei, but to come with those Uto people. Since you like it. Sister Xiaolan, why didn't you tell her before you left?"

Stone did not speak.

"If you don't tell me, she is in Shuojing, what if Uncle Sun gets her engaged?" Mai looked at his eldest brother, "We have also stayed in Liangzhou Wei for so long, eldest brother, how have you become now? So cowardly?"

Shitou shook his head and said in a low voice, "If you go to Jiuchuan here, you may not be able to come back alive. Why give people hope and delay others for nothing?"

He looked at the girl in the blue dress who was busy, and there was a rare smile on his lips, "If I come back alive, I will tell her my heart..."

Mai Mai looked at Sun Xiaolan, and then at Shi Shi. After a while, he sighed resignedly, "Okay, big brother, what you say is what you say."

The noodles were quickly brought up, and Sun Xiaolan smiled and said, "You two take it slow." They left quickly.

Stone looked at it for a long time before withdrawing his gaze.

A light rain gradually began to fall in the sky, washing the bluestone slabs in front of the store evenly and brightly. The girl from the noodle restaurant went to collect the empty bowls, and when she got to the table, she saw a pot of mountain peach blossoms in front of the two empty noodle bowls.

This pot of peach blossoms bloomed early, some have not yet fully bloomed, shallow and deep, a little crimson, like the red snow in spring. She was stunned for a moment, and the taciturn and handsome young man appeared in her mind. After a while, her cheeks flushed slightly, and she picked up the pot of peach blossoms and carefully placed it in the room.

...

The mountain is still the same as it used to be, but the bandit village looks a lot more dilapidated.

The man with the scar on his face climbed up the last mound and stared at the bandit village in front of him in a daze.

A child walking by the door with a cow gave him a look, and then he was stunned. After a while, he howled, "The boss is back—"

Being crowded into the stockade, everyone shouted "Head of the House", making Wangba feel like he was in a different world. After staying in Liangzhou Wei for a long time, what I learned was obedience, and what I was doing was a soldier. It was really uncomfortable to be like this, hugging and loving and respecting.

He coughed lightly: "I came back today just to say that in a day's time, I will set off and fight the Utuo people in Jiuchuan! Come and see how you guys are doing."

Someone squeezed forward and said flatteringly: "After the big boss left, there are not many people coming to this hill in the past day, and the harvest is not good, so everyone starts farming. They also raise silkworms, although they are not as good as us as bandits. The second master said that when summer comes, we will dig a pond in the mountains to raise fish, so we don’t have to worry about what we eat in the future.”

Wang Ba felt very relieved. In the relief, he felt a little sour again. He smiled and said without a smile: "It seems that I am not here, and you are doing well yourself."

The second master came over. He was a gentleman who had read books. Back then, he became a bandit from desperation in his family, but he could not carry his hands or shoulders. At first, Wang Ba hoped that he could give some good ideas, but then he simply If he gave up, let him stay in the stockade to teach children to read and write.

The second leader said: "The leader of the family also watched the officers and soldiers to suppress the bandits, and it was not safe to go to the road, so he went to Liangzhou Wei to join the army. But the past two years have been chaotic outside, and everyone's life has been difficult. Now this can be done. Self-sufficiency is already very good. The head of the family is going to fight the Uto people. If the head of the family is not working hard outside, how can we have a good life. Brothers all miss you, if you want to come back someday, you are still us Boss."

Wang Ba felt a little more at ease, and snorted softly, "You have a conscience!"

He took out a few pieces of silver from the bag he carried with him and lined them up one by one.

"This is..." Someone asked cautiously.

"I have made meritorious service in the barracks, and the superiors will reward them!" He waved his hand nonchalantly, "I'm in the barracks for food and lodging now, it's useless to keep it, you can take it, buy whatever you want, don't say the boss doesn't care if you live or die. !"

"This..." The second master hesitated for a while, "This is what you bought with your life, we dare not accept it."

"Just accept it if you accept it, there is so much nonsense!" Wang Ba glared, "Dare to talk back, don't you?"

Everyone looked at each other and did not dare to refute. The children on the side "hoola" came around, and each rushed to Wangba, shouting: "The big boss is amazing! The big boss is the best!"

Wang Ba was squeezed so that only one head was exposed, and said angrily: "Don't step on Lao Tzu, get out!"

Everyone looked at the lively crowd here, all bowed their heads and laughed softly.

...

In the dilapidated thatched hut, a large pot of mutton was rarely stewed on the table.

Eleven or twelve-year-olds were eating when they could eat, and their mouths were full of oil and their cheeks were bulging.

Hong Shan said: "Eat slowly, no one will rob you."

"Brother," the child raised his head and said vaguely, "Next time you come back, let's eat mutton stew!"

Hong Shan laughed: "Okay."

The old woman beside her shook her head in disapproval: "You follow him in everything, what should I do if this child is spoiled?"

"Acheng is so good, how can he be spoiled?" Hong Shan smiled and patted his younger brother's head, sighing, "Acheng is now much taller than when I left, and in a few years, he will be I can be alone.”

In their family, there are only a pair of brothers and an old mother. Brother Wheat was about the same age, and his younger brother was only twelve years old now. Hong Shan has no ability in this life, and it was unexpected that he could enter Liangzhou Wei and meet such a powerful brother. However, he is willing to pin all his good hopes on his younger brother, hoping that he can shine on his ancestors.

"Acheng," he looked at the cheerful young man eating the leg of lamb, "when I first arrived at the barracks, I saw the Marquis of Wu'an for the first time. She was born thinner than you. , she alone came out on top."

"Is she really that powerful? Even more powerful than her brother?" Acheng asked curiously.

Hong Shan smiled, "She is much better than me," he looked at the young man in front of him, "She can eat as well as you. So Acheng, in the days when I'm not here, you have to work harder, maybe in the future, you You can also be someone like the Marquis of Wu'an."

"The Marquis of Wu'an is a woman, and I am a man. How can I be the Marquis of Wu'an?" The young man quit, "I want to be like General Feng Yun!"

Hong Shan and the woman looked at each other, then both bowed their heads and smiled.

"It's fine, it's okay to be General Feng Yun." Hong Shan said with a smile: "After my brother leaves, you must concentrate on your studies, practice martial arts well, and don't make your mother angry, you know?"

"Got it." Acheng patted his chest and assured, "Don't worry, brother, I will take good care of my mother!"

"Ashan," the old woman looked at Hong Shan, her eyes soft and worried, "the sword has no eyes on the battlefield, you must be careful."

Hong Shan pushed the soup in front of the old woman, "Don't worry, mother, I will definitely take care of myself."

...

Beijing Martial Arts Museum.

Curator Jiang is competing with Jiang Jiao of Shaodong's family.

Both of them were using long spears. Curator Jiang used a long spear in one hand, but now, his son, Jiang Jiao, has surpassed it. Just like his name, the long spear is like a dragon going out to sea. ferocious.

With a horizontal strike, the tip of the spear had already reached the neck of the pavilion master Jiang, and Hongying trembled slightly, and there was a burst of applause from the surrounding area.

"Okay! The young master is amazing!"

"Jiang Pavilion's owner loses, it's not good to refuse to accept the old man!"

After being defeated by his own son, Jiang Pavilion Master was not angry, but instead showed a proud look. Looking at the tall and straight young man in front of him, there was a burst of great relief in his heart.

When Jiang Jiao's fiancée died in love with the same person, Jiang Jiao suddenly became a joke and never recovered. He locked himself in his room every day, refusing to see anyone. Family and friends come to persuade everyone, but it is useless.

The owner of the Jiang Pavilion is just such a son, angry and heartbroken, and there is nothing he can do.

It happened that Liangzhou Guard was recruiting new soldiers, thinking about tempering this kid's will, so he forced Jiang Jiao to join the army.

Unexpectedly, in just two years, Jiang Jiao will be completely new. The decadence of the past is no longer seen, and the spear skill is getting better. If there is one thing in this life that Jiang Pavilion Master should be thankful for, it is that that day he tore up the draft document of Liangzhou Guard and threw this stinky son into the military camp.

He pretended to be reserved: "Your spear skills are quite lean."

Jiang Jiao smiled and said, "It's a good friend's advice."

His spear skill was instructed by He Yan, and he felt embarrassed when he thought about it. He Yan's spear skill was far superior to his own. If he wanted to catch up with her, he still needed a lot of hard work.

The owner of the Jiang Pavilion walked into the room and took out a long stick wrapped in red cloth from the back room.

"This is……"

"It's for you." Jiang Pavilion Master said: "Open it and take a look."

Jiang Jiao opened it according to his words, and peeled off the red cloth. Inside was a silver long spear. This spear was more beautiful and sharper than the one he had brought when he went to Liangzhou Guard.

"You are going to Jiuchuan on this trip. The original spear is probably not good. Our martial arts hall has never been short of good weapons. This spear is more suitable for your current marksmanship."

Jiang Jiao threw the spear in his hand a few times at will, feeling quite agreeable, and immediately said happily, "Thank you, Dad!"

"Since you have a good gun from the martial arts hall, don't humiliate the reputation of my Jiang family!" The Jiang pavilion owner said in a deep voice, after a moment of silence, he added, "Of course, you must protect yourself, remember, come back alive. !"

Jiang Jiao smiled casually, put the gun behind him, and said cheerfully, "That's natural."

...

The drizzle was weak, and the restaurant was by the riverside, and there were old men in mink clothes fishing. The big man with a majestic figure like a black bear held a big knife, rubbed the Buddha beads on his chest, and looked at the restaurant in front of him, his eyes were extraordinarily soft.

This used to be his home.

At that time, it was also a spring day like this. Their house was close to the riverside, and they could catch a lot of fish at this time. The brothers threw the fish into the bamboo baskets, and the girls removed the scales, cleaned them up, and roasted them fragrantly. At that time, his parents were still there, and the yard was lively and lively every day. The carefree days seemed to have no end, and it seemed like he would never grow up.

In a blink of an eye, many years have passed, and things are different. The original family is long gone, and the house that used to be full of memories has become a liquor store.

And he was alone, and no one could even say goodbye before leaving.

The wine-selling woman greeted warmly, "Brother, do you want a bowl of apricot wine?"

Huang Xiong looked sideways. After a while, he nodded and said, "Three bowls."

"Okay." The woman replied with a smile.

He put the knife on the table and waited for the woman to serve three bowls of Qingling Ling's sweet wine. The wine tastes sweet and sweet, and it is not expensive, but it reminds him of the sweet-scented osmanthus wine made by his mother.

Huang Xiong raised his head, and under the eaves outside the window, the rain fell drop by drop, smashing a small hole in the ground. He looked at it and suddenly shook his head and laughed.

Actually, nothing.

He is sitting here now, just like sitting in the old home. This woman's care can be regarded as a mother's warning for the time being, and the sound of rain outside is like the noise of younger siblings. And this knife...

A friend who will accompany him forward.

The fierce man raised his head, poured down the three bowls of wine one by one, put down the silver coins in his hand, and got up and strode away.

Only the rain under the eaves was slow and slow, and it was exceptionally long.

...

The atmosphere of the Lin family in the capital was strangely condensed today.

Mrs. Lin wiped away her tears with the handkerchief, looked at the person in front of her, and wept, "It's good, my son, why do you have to run to Ji County? You know that there are constant wars in those places, and you don't know how to use martial arts. What should I do if I bump into the Uto people... Mother is just such a sweetheart, if you have three strengths and two weaknesses, what will you do!"

"Okay," Mr. Lin said with a frown, "What does it look like? If the servants see it, what should I do?"

Mrs. Lin was reluctant and pointed her finger at Lin Mu, "You useless thing, you go and tell the emperor, let He'er come back. Or you go for him! You have lived so many years, I I'm still young, uh... how can he be so weak and weak, how can he go to the battlefield..."

Lin Shuanghe: "..."

For the first time, he found that his mother was crying, and there were so many tears.

"Mother, I asked the emperor myself, and I wanted to go. Don't blame Dad." Lin Shuanghe said, "This is a great time to make achievements. Our Lin family can't only treat women. If I go, if Once they have made merit, the Lin family will become famous in the Wei Dynasty."

"Who cares," Madam Lin scolded, "our family is not short of money!"

For the first time, Lin Shuanghe felt helpless with a woman and looked at his father.

Lin Mu frowned slightly and asked, "Have you really made up your mind? That's a battlefield."

"Dad, it's not that I haven't been to the battlefield. I didn't meet the Uto people when I was in Jiyang before. I'm not doing well. You worry too much. I've always been lucky. It'll be fine. ."

"But..." Mrs. Lin wanted to say, when someone's voice came from behind: "Shuanghe, come with me."

It was Lim Ching Tam.

Lin Shuanghe finally took a chance and slipped away, and hurriedly said, "Grandfather called me." He quickly followed Lin Qingtan.

When he arrived at the study, Lin Qingtan turned around, looked into Lin Shuanghe's eyes, and asked, "You insisted on going to Ji County, but because of the plague?"

Lin Shuanghe was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile, "It's still grandfather wise."

Utuo people killed innocent people in Ji County, and the corpses piled up like mountains. Hearing that there was a plague, Lin Shuanghe took the initiative to ask for orders to go there, just to calm the epidemic.

"Have you really thought about it? The battlefield is not like the capital, it is a place where you will die at any time." Lin Qingtan said. Everyone in the capital knew that the youngest son of the Lin family was quite talented, but unfortunately his form was absurd and could not be a big deal. Perhaps, even Lin Shuanghe's father, Lin Mu, thinks so. The Lin family's expectation for this junior is nothing more than that he will not cause any major troubles in his life and live in peace, that's all.

"Grandfather." For the first time, the young man with a smile on his face showed a solemn expression, "If the world was peaceful and prosperous, I would be able to specialize in women's medicine, and it would be fine, but the war is urgent, and the Lin family is still greedy for life and flees, so they are not fit to practice medicine. "

"Going to Ji County is not only to treat the people who have been infected with the plague, but also the soldiers who are injured in the army, and they are also indispensable for medical treatment."

"The battlefield is dangerous, but my grandfather also taught me that a doctor must have a living heart and a selfish heart. I am the young master of the Lin family, but first of all, I am a doctor."

Lin Qingtan looked at Lin Shuanghe in front of him, his eyes flashing, after a long time, the calm old man showed a gratified smile for the first time.

"Physicians, benevolent. You have a heart of benevolence, which is good."

"Go to Ji County." He said, "Doctor Lin, there is also your battlefield."