Rebirth of a Star General

CH 79: Xiao Jue went to Jingzhou

There are many people in the world, the heart is always hidden under the cold appearance, but it is not without, just poor expression, understatement and a pass.

Others always say that Cheng Lishu is still like a child, innocent and ignorant of things. However, in children's eyes, he can distinguish between good and evil. He doesn't think that this little uncle is as mean as his mother said. He likes him more than Mr Xiao.

"My uncle is very strong," Cheng Lishu said, looking into her eyes seriously. "If you stay with him for a long time, you will also like him."

He Yan laughs, can't help rubbing his head, "I know, I already know."

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Shuojing, thousands of miles away, today's spring to the river is also a spark.

The water lamp reflects the lights on the water and under the water. It can't distinguish the sky and the earth. Today, it's drizzling. It's because the water lamp has a small paper cover, so it can't be watered out by the rain.

In the ancestral hall of Xiao's house, someone is offering incense.

Since the death of Mr. and Mrs. On weekdays, it's quiet, but occasionally, it's a little lonely.

Xiao Jing was dressed in a jade robe. He was as straight and warm as green bamboo. Standing at the same place with Bai Rongwei beside him, everyone would like to praise the fairy couple. Incense curl, outside the autumn rain, cool wind, he will take off his body's Cape, cover in Bai Rong micro body, warm voice: "cold weather, be careful to catch cold."

"I'm not cold." Bai Rong gave him a smile and worried, "I don't know how the weather is in Liangzhou."

"Tonight is the mid Yuan Festival," Xiao Jing looked at the drizzle in the yard and said, "if Huaijin is in your house, it will be fine."

"He won't come to the ancestral hall," Bai Rong shook his head. "He won't enter the ancestral hall."

"He will come in." Xiao Jing's answer is very positive.

Bai Rong looked at him with surprise, "but I have never seen him..."

"It's raining today. There's thunder," Xiao Jing said with a smile. "He'll come in."

"Ruby, I don't understand." Bai Rong was puzzled.

"When Huaijin was very young, she was taken to the mountains by her father and taught by Gao Shi." Xiao Jing took her hand and said in a soft voice, "we seldom see him all year round. He is proud and proud. His mother doesn't like him to dance with a knife and stick. In fact, the relationship between Huaijin and his mother has not been good. "

Mrs. Xiao is the niece of the Empress Dowager. It was the Empress Dowager who married this marriage. Xiao Zhongwu Sheng is handsome and powerful, and Mrs. Xiao likes him very much. But after the marriage, the contradiction between the two gradually revealed. Mrs. Xiao is a delicate flower raised in the house for a long time. She can't bear any grievances. Xiao Zhongwu is a general in the end. She is not as careful as a gentleman of the aristocratic family. Although she has never taken a wife and concubine, she can't help but feel dissatisfied.

The two of them had the most serious quarrel in those years because of Xiao Jue.

Mrs. Xiao didn't want her two sons to take up martial arts. She didn't like killing animals and blood. She believed in Buddhism. At the beginning, Xiao Jing missed the best opportunity to practice martial arts because of his health, so he had to do it. Xiao Jue has been the successor of Xiao Zhong Wudang since childhood.

Mrs. Xiao didn't want her son to follow Xiao Zhongwu's old ways, but Xiao Zhongwu, who was always obedient to Mrs. Xiao, did not listen to his wife's dissuasion for the first time.My son and his mother have been separated for a long time. Even though they are related by blood, they are unfamiliar. Moreover, Xiao Jue was not as clever and docile as Xiao Jing when she was a child, and occasionally showed a rebellious side. In the face of this cold and proud son, Mrs. Xiao did not know how to get along with him.

Mrs. Xiao and Xiao Jue show good, Xiao Jue's performance is also light. Mrs. Xiao likes to taste tea and discuss poetry, but Xiao Jue likes to practice sword and horse riding. Although Xiao Jue's poetry is also very good, it is Xiao Jing who accompanies Mrs. Xiao in the end.

"My mother told me privately that she was afraid of Huaijin." Xiao Jing said here, seems to be a little funny, "she later simply did not deliberately go to talk to Huaijin, two people get along, always very polite."

"Huaijin is actually very poor." Xiao Jing's smile was sad.

"My father is cold-blooded and has no tolerance for Huaijin. I learned later that he suffered a lot in the mountains. He did not say, we all thought that he had a good life. If it was me, I would probably not be able to hold on for long before I ran away. " He laughed at himself.

White Rong micro pacified patted his hand, "nonsense, you can also do well."

Xiao Jing remembers the year Xiao Jue just came down from the mountain. He asked the younger brother, "how about the mountain?"

The youth stretched a waist, a light smile, "not bad."

"Not bad" three words, hiding all he had suffered, left to the outside, just a high spirited young master Xiao.

"Others say that my father is strict with his mother. My father treats him severely, but my mother is not always with him. Later, she finally comes back, but she is too polite because she is afraid of him. My mother thought he liked sweets, so she often made him osmanthus candy. Huaijin ate it clean every time. Even I was cheated. Later, he said that Huaijin never ate sugar. "

"Because this is the way that a mother can express her love for him, he eats it. Even if he doesn't like it, even though no one has asked him what he likes to eat."

Bai Rong sighed and did not speak.

"Although I am his elder brother, I never seem to have helped him. Others always say that he is heartless, not as good as me. However, I don't know that the reason why I can be the eldest son Xiao today is because he has undertaken a lot for me. I understand that, and so does he. " He laughed bitterly. "Now, I really regret that my father didn't let me start martial arts. If I didn't become a civil servant, I would be the one who would shoulder the burden of the Xiao family today. Huaijin doesn't have to be misunderstood by outsiders. "

"We all know that Huaijin is painstaking." White Rong tiny light voice way: "father and mother also can know."

Xiao Jing looked at the memorial tablet on the ancestral hall and said, "when I was a child, Huaijin was not very close to her mother. She ran outside in two or three days. In fact, he put her mother in his heart."

"My mother is timid by nature, easily frightened, and most afraid of thunder. Every time there is thunder, if Huaijin is in the house, she will find a reason to sit in her mother's room. Every time she saw Huaijin, she thought about how to get along with Huaijin, so she forgot about thunder. When the rain stops, Huaijin will leave

"I didn't understand at first. Once, when it rained, I was outside with him, but he suddenly said that he had something important to do and he had to go back to his house. When I got back to the house, he said that he wanted to eat osmanthus candy. His mother was busy cooking for him. I suddenly realized that Huaijin was just afraid that his mother would be frightened by the thunder, so he made an excuse to come back. "

Hearing this, Bai Rongwei also laughed and shook his head: "Huaijin is really..."

"It's a pity that my mother didn't know what Huaijin meant to her until she died." Xiao Jing astringent way, "if you know, maybe today will not be this result."

Bai Rong Wei firmly held his hand: "the spirit of mother in heaven will understand."

"He was with her before she died, and after she died. As long as he is at home, he will come to the ancestral hall to accompany his mother whenever it rains or thunders. " Xiao Jing smile, "this is a secret, I did not tell others, I want to Huaijin him, also do not want others to know."

Xiao Jue is too proud. He does these things like continuous spring rain, moistening things silently, but he doesn't ask too much. What is the result. But in the end, after serious consideration, he felt that he was the one who owed the most.

"That's why you said that if he was in shuojing today, he would come to the ancestral hall to accompany his mother." Bai Rong Wei suddenly.

"He is such a man." Xiao Jing said with a smile.

The smoke in the censer floated into the air and slowly dispersed without trace. The past has become the past, and the unspoken care and company have no chance to explain.

"If Bi, you should know," Bai Rong Wei pulled Xiao Jing's hand and said gently, "Huaijin does these things to keep the Xiao family. Now Huaijin is far away in Liangzhou, and Xu Xiang's party still regards the Xiao family as a thorn in the eye. You should keep up your spirits and not let Huaijin's efforts go to waste. "

Xiao Jing slightly a Zheng, then smile, he said: "I naturally know."

"I know you love Huaijin," Bai Rong said softly, "but I also love you. Huaijin takes on a lot of responsibilities, but you don't? Xu Xiangming secretly suppressed the Xiao family and searched for your mistakes. How could you be so careful in the court? "

"You don't have to worry," Xiao Jing said with a smile, "the most difficult time has passed."

Bai Rong Wei Zheng ran for a moment and then laughed, "you're right."The next rain continued, the courtyard of shuojing was drenched with a piece of land. In Liangzhou, thousands of miles away, there were also some people leaning on the window. His green silk is hanging on his shoulder, smooth and cold like silk, and his expression is light. There is a rustling sound in the distance. I don't know who is blowing the tune of his hometown. He listened and listened, and he laughed softly.

The smile was self mocking and lonely. A moment later, he closed the window and isolated the night outside.

The lights in the room beat slowly, reflecting his starry pupil. On the table was a long wooden plate with scattered grains of rice. In different places, small flags made of red horn cloth were inserted.

Shen Han and Liang Ping were all in the room, around the table, staring at Xiao Jue's movements.

These are the places where the flags are placed? Is it too much? "

"Not much." The young man's posture is like jade, holding a chess piece, and lighting the top red flag, "seven days later, the white moon mountain is fighting for the flag."