Not long after everyone had settled down, the front-line cavalry brought bad news: "The Boog army is overwhelming. Any tribesmen who don't surrender will be massacred. Wherever they go, corpses litter the fields and people are devastated. I'm afraid there are still a few days left." We are about to hit the Luochuan Department, so I want Brother An to make the decision."
Nalan held back a handful of cold sweat and said tremblingly: "You go down first and notify me immediately if there is any new news..."
After hearing this, Qing Meng said to everyone present: "Although Bug is brave and good at fighting, he does not know how to care about people's livelihood. He will massacre wherever he passes, and sooner or later he will lose the support of the people. He only leads a mere 20,000 troops, and We have a standing army of 50,000 in Luochuan Department, even if he has extraordinary abilities, he will not be able to escape death!"
Nalan nodded and said: "From today on, Zhang Qingmeng is the general of our army. His orders are equal to mine. You must not disobey!" After saying that, Nalan handed the Buck family's jade into Qingmeng's hands. With this jade, anyone can be on an equal footing with An Ge and command the world.
"I also hope that everyone will make more military exploits and not have second thoughts. If anyone is stubborn, he will be dealt with according to military law!" Qing Meng held up the jade symbolizing power, which looked particularly beautiful under the refraction of the light.
All the generals replied in unison: "I am willing to listen to the general's orders!"
Qing Meng smiled proudly, his arrogant character has not changed. Apparently Zhang's father was paying attention, and he planned to talk to Qing Meng after the meeting.
But he did not wait for the opportunity. After the meeting, Qingmeng studied tactics with Mu Mingrui, Nalan, Boyle and others. Father Zhang could only stand outside the door and look into the big tent.
"Bouge is impatient and only leads 20,000 soldiers. If we can lure the enemy deep and ambush around the Luochuan Department, when he breaks into it with the wolf formation, the ambush army will attack its weak rear first. , causing his formation to be thrown into chaos, and the rest of the army to encircle and 'make dumplings', so he will definitely be unable to fly!"
Qing Meng pointed to the sheepskin map, and everyone seemed to be listening with only one ear. After he finished speaking, everyone burst into praise.
Only Father Zhang, who was standing outside the door, noticed the flaw in it. He said uneasily: "Although this plan is good, there is indeed one aspect that is not well thought out."
Qingmeng was so proud, how could he allow others to correct his mistakes? When he saw it was Zhang's father, he became even more angry and cursed: "My plan is foolproof, how can it be incomplete? Besides, who are you to correct it?"
"My father was once a bandit general in the Taiwei Empire, and your grandfather was the governor of Liangjiang. Only because of this do I have the courage to correct tactical mistakes." Zhang's father retorted. (Governor of Liangjiang: See notes "2" related to the work)
Qing Meng stared at Zhang's father fiercely and laughed sarcastically: "That's not what the joke said. I was born in your family since I was a child. Why haven't I enjoyed any official role from you?"
"Your grandfather is a Westernist. He advocates learning to reform the West and develops business vigorously. It has touched the interests of those conservatives. Because of this, my Zhang family has declined, and I have been degraded to the talented talents."
Qingmeng had never heard of this. In his memory, his father seemed to have endless drinking, his mother seemed to have endless injuries, and his grandfather jumped into a well and drowned as soon as he could remember.
"The old man is crazy, what else is the governor of the river, don't you laugh at me!" Qingmeng hammered the table, his thighs trembled without holding.
Zhang's father's face darkened, and he said angrily: "That's your grandfather. Because he could not realize the dream of ZTE, he was doubted by the emperor and ostracized by the officials. He was finally driven crazy and jumped into a well with hatred. die……"
Qingmeng couldn't refute. To ordinary people's eyes, he was already a big deal, so he had to stand there embarrassingly and said nothing. When Bo Yili saw the situation, he laughed bitterly: "It's time to eat, let's take a rest first ..." Then he pulled Nalan's wrist and walked out of the big account.
"Where are the faults?" Mu Mingrui stared at Zhang Father and asked.
"Let's not talk about whether the child can use the wolf formation. Even if he uses the wolf formation, he will naturally know that the rear is vulnerable to attacks. He will definitely be cautious. There is no way to just hit him." Father Zhang shouted loudly. Debate.
Qing Meng was so angry that he tore up the sheepskin map and left alone and sulking. After hearing what Father Zhang said, Mu Mingrui was filled with admiration: "The analysis is in place. If the troops attacking the rear are blocked, the entire tactic will be difficult to carry out. But Mengzi..."
He looked at Qing Meng's back outside the station and sighed deeply: "With his arrogant character, it is difficult to accept remonstrance. I just hope that the generals leading the rear troops will protect me."
Zhang Father looked at his lips. He didn't expect his son to hate him so much. He wanted to rely on a little military skill to show off his son to win his son's joy. Whoever wanted to make him even more angry.
"What should I do?" Father Zhang sobbed.
Seeing Zhang's father's disappointed expression, Mu Mingrui seemed to have guessed his mood. He stepped forward and said softly: "I don't know what kind of hatred there is between you, but Mengzi is by no means an unkind person. Go to him in the evening, he does not want to forgive you, but his proud character does not allow him to do so and talk to him, if you are willing to admit that you are wrong. "
Father Zhang was already old tears, like dead wood's palms constantly wiping his wrinkled face. He didn't want his son to forgive him, but only hoped to call him "father" again.
In the evening, Yuncai was burned red, and the golden brown light was warmly rushed on the grassland. It was very comfortable.
Qing Meng was sitting alone on the vast grassland alone, looking at the sunset that was slowly falling, and holding a slightly long straw stem in his mouth. What was he thinking about at this moment? no one knows.
Father Zhang came quietly and sat beside him gently. Qingmeng turned around. When the two looked at each other, Father Zhang smiled sheepishly, with the wrinkles on his face squeezed together.
"Ah, for so many years, it is really a mistake for the father. When I was young, I always thought about galloping the sand field, poetry and far away, and completely forgotten your mother and you. But now I am old, I understand everything, I understand everything . "Father Zhang opened the door and said slowly.
Seeing that Qingmeng was silent, he explained regretfully: "I knew that the mistakes I made as a father were not worth paying for with my life, but when I figured it out, it was already too late. Even if I regretted it, I would not regret it. what's the function?"
Qing Meng bite his lips and still facing him.
"Have you suffered for so many years? You have no relatives or friends, and you are wandering in this troubled world alone. Even if you are wronged, you have nowhere to complain and can only hide it silently. I know it, although you hate me and hate me for not being kind to you. You are mother and son, but I still know that you want your father’s care, because you are just a child!”
"Lies...all lies..." Although Qing Meng muttered this in his heart, the tears on his face fell out of the corners of his eyes inadvertently, and his lips were bitten blue - he didn't want to cry.
Yeah, people like Qingmeng who are alone in society have nowhere to tell, and their hearts will be hardened and hardened. Sobbing silently in a corner where no one is around, they are also human beings, they also have feelings, and they are also children who long for the care of their parents. They can only allow themselves to cry for a little while at a time, because they are afraid of exposing their vulnerable side and making it difficult to face the society.
"Of course, as a father, I don't expect you to forgive me. As a father, I just hope that you can know that you are not alone. I am by your side. Whether you cry or make a fuss, I will not dislike it. You just have to cry out the grievances you have suffered for these decades, even if you act coquettishly in my arms, it must be hard to seal yourself in the armor so early, right?" Father Zhang said as he spoke. , I couldn't help crying.
"Really, people tend to be sentimental when they get old, and these tears come out suddenly..." Zhang's father said with tears: "Son, I have never heard you call me father since you left home. Now I feel free to Come, make up the vacancies of these decades ... "
Qingmeng's face was already filled with tears. He covered his face with his hands, trembling and sobbing. This was the price he had saved for his growth.
In the end, he did not cry out in front of Zhang's father until he left. Looking at Zhang's thin back, with tears in his eyes, he shouted in a hoarse voice: "Father... dear..."
