Without further ado.
Tianbao and others have been arriving at Shu Road for some time, and it will take some time to lead the troops to arrive for support.
The nine kingdoms are watching with eager eyes and murderous intent.
Duandao was afraid that the children would have something to do and he wouldn't be able to make it in time, so he decided to leave immediately the next day.
Only one day was left to mobilize troops and prepare for departure.
General Yuan's Mansion in Dongshi.
Afternoon.
Two people came to the house asking to see them.
He is from a small town outside the city and calls himself Qian.
Duandao personally received them and served tea and snacks in the hall.
The housekeeper brought people in, an old man and a handsome young man.
Duandao stood in the hall wearing regular clothes. After the two of them entered, he took two steps forward and walked up to the old man. He raised his hands and bowed solemnly, "Mr. Qian, please accept Yuan Yao's bow!"
"General, no! You will defend the country to the death, so that the people can be safe in the rear. The common people have only done what they can, and they will never deserve such a gift from the general." Mr. Qian is already seventy years old, and this time he came to the general's residence in person. I asked to see him, and when he saw the general, his eyes were still red with excitement.
Back then, at Caishikou of Dongshi City, the blood of the Yuan family members stained the ground red. Such a tragic scene would be unforgettable for those who saw it with their own eyes.
Now the dark clouds have finally been lifted aside to watch the moon, and all the hardship has finally come to an end.
"After the Yuan family's incident was brought to light, the common people considered it carefully and told Yuan Er's life experience. I hope the general will not be surprised." Mr. Qian glanced at the young man next to him who had been tense since he entered the door, and sighed, "I know that the general is worried. He hopes that Yuan'er can live a stable life in an ordinary people's home, and does not want him to bear the responsibility of being a general anymore. But after all, Yuan'er is a bloodline of the Yuan family, and he should recognize his ancestors and return to the clan. Otherwise, the common people will have a difficult time. .”
Broken Blade looked at the young man.
Qian Miao, named Yuan.
He had known his name for many years.
The young man also raised his eyes and looked at him deeply, "The general hasn't come here for so many years. Does he not want to recognize me?"
He asked seemingly indifferently, but the hands hidden in his sleeves were clenched into fists, and there were injuries under his eyes.
"You are my Yuan family, why do you want to admit it?" Duandao curled his lips and the corners of his eyes were slightly red, "When I found out that there was still blood in the Yuan family, I immediately rushed back to Beijing and stayed with you on the hilltop opposite the Qian family. Three years. It’s just that the situation was complicated at the time, and I didn’t dare to meet you and get to know each other, lest you be implicated again.”
At that time, I learned that my brother had descendants living in this world, and I was so excited that I couldn't express it in words.
He came to Changjing without thinking about anything. He just wanted to grow up with his brother and his son, secretly protect him and comfort his father and brother.
Later, the news that he was hiding in Changjing was exposed by Cui Yingwei. In order to save him, the princess hid him in the princess mansion. The outside world lost information about his whereabouts, which made Old Man Du, Tianbao and others come to Beijing to rescue him.
Jianghu is full of loyalty and passion.
It was also this incident that ignited his dead heart and rekindled his fighting spirit to fight bravely on the battlefield.
After returning to Changjing again, he was thinking about a way to rescue the princess, and at the same time he began to actively run around the old army to avenge the Yuan family Zhaoxue.
Because success or failure was unpredictable, he even gave up on recognizing Yuan Er.
"I didn't dare to recognize each other at that time. What happened after that? Now that General Yuan has returned to the generals, he should have no worries. Why do you still deny me?" The young man gritted his teeth and looked at him steadily to ask.
There was no concealment of the resentment in his words.
Duandao was silent for a moment and then spoke, "Yuan'er, no one is perfect. I am also a mortal of flesh and blood, with shortcomings and fears. You have been a child of the Qian family since you were a child. Although your life is ordinary, but Wealth and stability. In the eyes of people who have been bleeding for many years, life like this is happier. You are the only bloodline of my Yuan family now. I have selfish motives and want you to be safe and happy for a lifetime. If you don’t know your life experience, you don’t have to bear it. Those burdens, if you don't become a son-in-law of the Yuan family, you won't have to bear the responsibilities that the descendants of loyal generals will bear."
He said, "Although I am good at killing enemies on the battlefield, I am too upright in my dealings with people. Since I have been leading troops and giving orders since I was young, I often ignore the thoughts of people around me. These are my shortcomings. Sorry, I I never asked for your opinion, I was wrong.”
There was a moment of astonishment on the young man's face, and then the corners of his lips became tighter and tighter, and suppressed tears burst out of his eyes.
There was silence in the hall.
After a long time, the young man's emotions gradually calmed down. He wiped his eyes and straightened his back. "I came here with my grandfather today just to find out something. Now that I'm worried about it, I heard that General Yuan is about to leave for the northeastern border. I would like to send my best wishes to Yuan." Bon voyage, General Yuan! I am still a child of the Qian family, and I will honor my parents and elders until I grow old... But I will never forget that I am a descendant of the Yuan family. When I have children of my own in the future, I will be like my grandfather who gave me the gift of love since he was a child. I told them the story of the Yuan family just like I told them about the loyalty of the Yuan family."
Duandao understood. He raised his hand, paused for a moment and then placed it on the young man's shoulder. He patted it and said, "Okay. With the character of my Yuan family, you have been brought up extremely well."
This child was born into the Yuan family, but he had never enjoyed anything from the Yuan family.
It was the Qian family who raised him, so it should be.
Don’t forget to give birth to kindness, and never let go of kindness.
Mr. Qian stood quietly beside him, watching the uncle and nephew recognize each other, and listening to his beloved grandson confessing his feelings, with tears in his eyes.
General Yuan was right, Yuan'er was well-educated.
Since I was little, the pain was not in vain.
The next day, the army set off.
Emperor Xuanjing went to the city gate in person to see him off.
Before leaving, Duandao turned around and glanced at the figure in red above the city wall in the distance before riding his horse to the front of the team.
The news that the emperor had mobilized troops to the northeastern border had spread throughout Changjing City overnight.
Knowing that General Yuan was personally leading the troops, the common people crowded in and saw each other off to see the heroic appearance of Yuan's army again.
"Why did the emperor suddenly mobilize troops to the northeast? Is a war about to begin?"
"I haven't heard of any trouble over there... Hey, no matter what, as long as General Yuan is here, we will definitely win!"
"Of course, the name of Yuan Jiajun will scare the enemy!"
When Broken Blade set out for the northeastern route, another new face came to Shu Road.
Stayed at the inn where Tianbao and his party stayed when they first arrived.
At the end of August, it rained several times in Shudao, and there was no sunshine for several days.
When foreigners were trapped in the inn, there was a lot of chatting, and the topics covered everything from all over the world, so it was very lively.
There was a man sitting alone at the dining table by the window. He was dressed in rich clothes and had a handsome face. He was in his forties and his movements were noble and elegant.
He was twirling the white porcelain teacup with a smile on his lips, listening to the gossips of the people around him with great interest.
The calm and noble temperament that naturally exudes makes the rain curtain outside the window become the background in an instant.
"...Why are you lying to me? Ziwu Road is closest to the entrance of the town. I really heard the noise at that time. Later, when the noise subsided, I braved it and went over to take a look. It almost scared me out of my mind!"
"What did you see?"
"Didn't see anything!"
Before the others booed, they heard the man say again, "There is thick fog all year round on Ziwu Road. I'll go over and take a look from a distance. If I can see something, it means there's a ghost! But don't be busy, I haven't said anything yet. It’s over. I didn’t see anything, but I smelled it! The smell of blood! The smell of blood is stronger than a slaughterhouse! You can think about what happened inside.”
"……vomit!"
