Rebirth of a Star General

It's been a long time.

After a long time to the capital, after spring, through the Mid Autumn Festival, watching the wind is getting colder and colder, winter is coming.

The uto people have been defeated completely, and their vitality has been greatly damaged in this war. Within ten years, it is impossible to have delusions about the great Wei Dynasty. Jiuchuan, Jijun, Yunzi and Hejiang news came back to shuojing, and countless people clapped hands to celebrate.

In the lively joy, there are also sad things, such as the death of guide Zhonglang, Yan Nanguang.

When the news came back to shuojing and Yan's family, Yanhe's mother fainted on the spot, and Yan He's wife Xia Chengxiu gave birth early.

Most of all, it was because she was heartbroken. She was very dangerous when she gave birth. At the critical moment of life and death, it was Lin Shuanghe's father, Lin Mu, who came with her apprentice and instructed her to deliver the baby for Xia Chengxiu.

Yan's family gathered outside the delivery room, listening to the voice of the woman in the room, watching the blood coming out of the pots and pans. Master Yan, who never believed in Buddhism, went to his ancestral hall and knelt on the ground to pray for the safety of Chengxiu's mother and son.

In the room, Xia Chengxiu's forehead is covered with sweat and looks painful. He only feels that his strength is gradually disappearing.

And in the dying, she can really feel their heartache, that heartache is better than all the pain in front of her, make her breath feel difficult.

Yanhe died in the war.

As the wife of a military general, she should be prepared for the coming of this day from the day she married Yanhe. War is cruel, the battlefield is changing rapidly, no one can guarantee that he will become a living person. Xia Chengxiu has thought for countless times that she has decided to become his wife. When she really faces this day, she should be calm and magnanimous. Even if she is not willing to give up in her heart, she can withstand the wind and frost on her face.

But when this day really arrived, she found her weakness, she was weaker than she imagined.

The man who is fierce, bad tempered and provocative in the eyes of outsiders has never said a heavy word to her. Since her marriage, Xia Chengxiu is grateful to God. This marriage is indeed a happy marriage she never thought of. However, the good things in the world are not strong, the clouds are easy to disperse, and the glass is brittle. It is because it is too perfect that it will be so short-lived.

She seemed to see a familiar shadow in front of her in a daze. It was Yanhe who was silver robed and speared. He seemed to come back from the outside with dust all over his body. Her eyes were fixed with her, and her lips were filled with familiar smile. She was somewhat proud and showed off. Just like the past, he came back after winning the battle.

Yanhe held out a hand to him.

Xia Chengxiu looked at him, subconsciously put his hand in his palm.

Seeing her face, the woman doctor on the side of her body was frightened and called out, "Mrs. Yan, hold on, don't sleep, don't be discouraged!" Looking at the curtain, he said in a hurry, "master, Mrs. Yan can't do it!"

Lin Mu's heart was tight behind the curtain, and he did not care about other things. He called out, "Mrs. Yan, think about your child in the womb. Don't you want to see what he looks like, don't you want to grow up with him?"

"Even for your children, Mrs. Yan, you should be strong!"

Children?

As if in the chaos, tear a clear cut, child Musha She opened her eyes abruptly.

This is her and Yanhe's children. Before Yanhe left, he had seriously apologized to her abdomen and could not accompany her. He hoped to be a little girl, but if he was a young master, he would be as earnest and affectionate. Just as he had guessed what he would look like in the future, Xia Chengxiu himself had already described the child's eyes and eyebrows many times.

If he was a young master, he would be born like Yanhe, with thick eyebrows and big eyes and high spirits. If he was a young lady, he would be just like himself, gentle and delicate, clever and lovely.

I haven't seen the child before. How can I leave?

No!

Xia Chengxiu suddenly sobers up, she can't, at least now can't indulge in sadness. She is Yanhe's wife, she is also a mother!

"Wow --"

a baby's cry rang out in the Yan Family's courtyard. Master Yan, who was praying with his hands together in the ancestral hall, was stunned, and then he burst into tears.

The woman doctor said with a smile, "congratulations to Mrs. Yan, Mrs. he Xiyan, a young master --"

Lin Mu behind the curtain breathed a sigh of relief. When the news of Jijun came, he also felt sad for Yanhe. Lin Shuanghe failed to save Yanhe, at least saved his child himself.

Xia Chengxiu has been exhausted. Her hair soaked with sweat sticks to her cheek one by one. In a trance, she sees Yanhe again.

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The man's smile was warm, as if with a little apology, and said to her, "I'm sorry."

Xia Chengxiu's tears gushed out. She stretched out her hand and tried to catch the person in front of her, but he laughed: "Chengxiu, I'm leaving."

"Nanguang..."

The man turned around and strode forward. His back was natural and clear. He walked, and the figure completely disappeared in her eyes.

……

When Xia Chengxiu gave birth to her baby's full moon, Xiao Jue returned to Beijing with the soldiers from Nanfu.Zhaokang emperor Longyan was very happy and rewarded countless. The courtiers thought to themselves that the new emperor meant to reuse Fengyun general. Once the emperor and a courtier, Xu Jingfu is not here. In the future, the Xiao family in the great Wei Dynasty will rise again.

The courtiers had their own thoughts, but the common people did not expect so much. General Fengyun was the general of Fengyun, and Yunzi could win a great victory.

Not long after Xiao Jue returned to Beijing, general Huwei led his army back from Hejiang.

At this point, only Fuyue army and Yanjia army led by Heyan have not returned.

However, although they did not return, they knew that it would be sooner or later. After all, Jiuchuan and Jijun had been recovered. Calculating the time, they should be on their way back to Beijing.

He Yunsheng gets up earlier every day. In addition to the school hall, he gets up before dawn and climbs to Donghuang mountain to cut firewood. Now their family's livelihood, in fact, does not need to be so hard, he Yunsheng is not cutting firewood for the sake of living, but he wants to be better and better.

If one day, his skill can be better than Heyan, he will be able to set out together when he goes to the battlefield in the future.

Every day after school, he would run to Xiao's house. When he saw Xiao Jue every day, the first question he asked was, "brother-in-law, is there any news from my sister?"

Xiao Jue always shook his head and said, "No

No, what a depressing answer.

Jijun won the battle, but he Yunsheng also learned that he Yan was seriously injured during the war. After that, no letter was sent back from the other end. Even if he did, he did not explain his condition. He Yunsheng forbade to tell hesui these things. He Sui was old, and he was afraid that hesui would know about it and worry about it every day.

But he Yunsheng himself, still looking forward to good news every day.

Not long after this, Bai Rongwei also gave birth to a daughter.

Xiao Jing was very happy. At that time, because of the Xiao family's accident, Bai Rong Wei's body fell ill. This baby's pregnancy was particularly difficult. Now, the safety of mother and daughter is also a good thing.

Cheng Lishu and Song Tao Tao came to see Bai Rongwei and brought a lot of congratulatory gifts. At present, the Xiao family is a sweet cake in the eyes of emperor Zhaokang. In the past, those relatives remembered the "old love".

Cheng Lishu asked Xiao Jing to collect the cloth and tonic sent by her mother. After looking around, she did not see Xiao Jue. She asked Xiao Jing, "big uncle, isn't my little uncle in the house?"

He didn't see Xiao Jue for a long time.

Xiao Jing one Zheng: "this time, he should be in the ancestral hall."

Cheng Lishu stood up and said, "I'll find him!" He ran away.

He is close to Xiao Jue. Xiao Jing and Bai Rongwei are not surprised, but Song Tao Tao. After Cheng Lishu runs away, he asks Bai Rongwei, "Granny Xiao, do you have any news from Lord he?"

Bai Rong micro smell speech, a sigh, shake his head.

Song Tao Tao was a little disappointed.

At the other end, Cheng Lishu runs outside the ancestral hall.

The weather was getting colder and colder. The leaves fell in succession and the tiles were covered with frost. He crept in and saw the young man standing with his hands in front of the memorial tablet in the center of the ancestral hall.

The dark blue robe makes him look cold and distant, and his eyes towards the ancestral tablet are peaceful and peaceful. Cheng Lishu suddenly remembered that on that summer afternoon many years ago, the thunder and rain never stopped. He was also like this. In order to chase a flower cat, he ran into the cold and heartless youth's heart by accident, which made the world hard to see the gentleness.

The voice of the youth sounded, "what are you doing in the back?"

Cheng Li Su was stunned and was found. He went in cleverly and called "Uncle".

Xiao Jue didn't look at him.

When he was young, he used to go here and light three incense sticks when he was restless and impatient. After three sticks of incense, everything was as usual.

His uneasiness and fear should not be seen by outsiders. At this moment, it seems that the waves under the quiet.

"Uncle, are you worried about your aunt?" Cheng Li asked.

Xiao Jue is silent.

After a long time, when Cheng Lishu thought Xiao Jue would not answer him, Xiao Jue opened his mouth and said, "yes."

Cheng Lishu looks at him.

"I only wish her well."

……

Coming out of Bai Rong Wei's room, Song Tao Tao felt a little depressed.

She knew the news of Heyan and was worried. Even though she had been troubled by the fact that he Yan was a woman for a long time, now those things are in the past.

To be fair to all, she likes Heyan very much.

Death is fair to everyone. Therefore, the battlefield becomes extremely cruel. And when you really realize the cruelty, you start to grow up.

Carefree girl, the biggest trouble in the past is that the hairpin is not good-looking today, the new lipstick is too dark, now, finally understand the taste of helplessness.

Maybe she's starting to grow up, too.

A young man in Tsing Yi came to the front of him. He was pretty and arrogant. He was similar to that bright and lively girl. Song Tao Tao stepped forward and said, "he..."She remembered that he was the younger brother of Heyan. He was quite different in temperament, but the spirit and perseverance between his eyebrows and eyes were very similar.

He Yunsheng also saw her.

It seems that he Yan met a rich lady in liangzhouwei. Xu is a guest of the Xiao family. He came to Xiao's house today to inquire about He Yan's news. Of course, he didn't hear what he wanted. He forgot Song Tao Tao's name. He nodded a little and said hello. He was going to walk sideways.

"Hello..." Song Tao Tao subconsciously stops him.

He Yunsheng stopped, raised his eyes and asked, "what else can I do for you, girl?"

Song Tao mumbled his lips and thought about it before he opened his mouth. "You can rest assured that Wu'an Hou will come back safely."

He Yunsheng was stunned. He did not expect that she would say so. After a moment of silence, he said to her, "thank you very much." Just turned around and left.

Looking at his back, Song Tao Tao whispered to himself: "she will definitely come back."

……

Night frost, pomegranate trees in front of the window, the fruit did not know when red, fell on the top, the shadow of the tree lit a little residual red, pistil beads such as fire.

White fruit girl standing under the tree, early in the morning looking at the biggest and most red pomegranate dribble. The second young master's yard is cold and quiet, and the most lively one is this pomegranate tree. The biggest one, like a small lantern, looks very sweet.

Green plum from the side, see her looking at the appearance, can not help but gently knock on the head of ginkgo, way: "greedy."

Baiguo smacked her lips and was about to speak. When she lifted her eyes, she saw Xiao Jue come out of it and said, "young master!"

Xiao Jue looked at her, "what's the matter?"

Ginkgo pointed to the tree, "you see, pomegranate red!"

Xiao Jue side head to see, the fruit of that tree will point out a little thin Yan, such as the light burning at night.

"So red, it must be sweet." Ginkgo bit his finger.

Green plum can not help but whisper: "young master is to keep the sweetest for the young lady, what do you want in this eye."

Baiguo said in a low voice, "I know, I just want to say, can the smallest one be left for us..." Her voice gradually faded, and she did not dare to finish speaking.

Xiao Jue walked to the pomegranate tree. Suddenly, a woman stood under the pomegranate tree, skipping and struggling to pick the pomegranate on the tree at some time last year. Later, things piled up in Beijing. Before the biggest pomegranate could be picked off, it was ripe in the tip, which she regretted for a long time. Now the time is right, but the pomegranate picker has not come back.

He picked up the stone under the tree and looked at the farthest tip. His fingers moved. The stone flew towards the top. The pomegranate, which was as red as a lantern, fell on his palm.

Heavy and red.

He took back his hand. The pomegranates of this season had to be put into the well in the courtyard and soaked in cold water. In this way, when he Yan came back, it would be just right.

Xiao Jue was about to leave when chiwu ran in from outside, panting and saying: "young master Young master The Fuyue army has returned to Beijing! "

Qingmei and Baiguo are stunned, and then they are happy. They are about to talk. When they look up, they only feel that the strong wind is sweeping in front of them. When they look at the courtyard, there is no Xiao Jue.

Only the pomegranate tree, which bears fruit, is more colorful than plum trees in winter.

……

At the gate of the city, the people who heard the news had already arrived, blocking the streets on both sides.

Most of the people who came to meet us were those who had joined the army. How many women led their young children to stand in the wind, carefully identifying whether they had a familiar face in the crowd. If you see relatives alive, they rush to the scene regardless of the occasion and cry bitterly with others. There are also old people shaking out of the crutches, from the beginning to the end, until the ardent eyes disappointed into ice.

A war, countless families fragmented, parting and reunion, joy and tears, human tragedies, without exception, staged one by one.

When Xiao Jue arrived, the troops had already passed the gate of the city. Now, the number of soldiers and horses before the trip was almost half of that. Everyone's face was tired and joyful. However, at the front, there was no familiar bright figure on the horse.

His eyes froze.

Class teachers return to the dynasty, ask for merit and receive rewards. As a meritorious official, the general will be at the forefront, without exception. But now, there is no such thing.

There is no shadow of Heyan.

When he Yan was a "General of Feihong", he didn't see it when he returned to the dynasty. Later, he Yan joked with him and said, "Xiao Jue, one day, I will surely let you see my heroic appearance after winning the battle."

And now, the long army from the beginning to the end, but there is no figure of her.

For many years, perhaps since the death of Xiao Zhongwu and Mrs. Xiao, he has never been at a loss like this. For a moment, he didn't even know when and where he was.

The bustling crowd seemed to be far away from him. Some people passed by without noticing that the dejected young man was the commander in chief of the right army of the great Wei Dynasty. The pomegranate that he held tightly slipped away from his hand and rolled into the crowd without any trace.He seems to be back to his youth that night, all the dull and calm suddenly cracked, panic do not know what to do.

It's like it's been a long time, and it's like it hasn't been long.

He seemed to understand what he was going to do next, turned around, and froze.

On the side of the street against the wall was a young woman. She was wearing a strong red dress, and her sword was as green as a pine. She was looking at him with a smile, throwing a red fruit up and down. It was the pomegranate he had just been squeezed into the crowd.

"Ah," she exclaimed, looking at him, "the young master in the opposite side, my leg is injured, so I can't go any further. Can I help you to walk forward?"

The young man's eyes kept on her for a long time. Then, he walked towards her.

Step by step, like across all the mountains and seas and years, in the long life, finally found the human home.

The girl laughed and opened her arms to him as if she were begging for a hug. He stepped forward and held the man in his arms.

In an instant, all sounds are quiet, only the arms of each other, just become the most long-term attachment.

In the crowd on the side of the body, some people are happy, some are crying, some are reunited, some are leaving. They are in the bustle of the world, each other, even if thousands of things, not in words.

The young man was picturesque and patted her head gently. The warmth of his palm made Heyan's eyes hot. Unconsciously, tears fell down.

"Long time no, governor Xiao." She whispered.

The north, the south, the East and the west, the old and the young are separated. How lucky they are, they can always meet and meet again.

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