Rebirth of a Star General - Chapter 266

Chapter 266 Finale (6)

Time has passed for a long time.

After arriving in Shuojing for a long time, after the spring and the Mid-Autumn Festival, seeing the wind getting colder and colder, winter is approaching.

The Utuo had been completely defeated, and the vitality of the battle was severely injured. Within ten years, it would be impossible for them to have delusions about Dawei. The good news from Jiuchuan, Jijun, Yunzi and Bingjiang returned to Shuojing, and no hundreds of people clapped and celebrated.

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

The news came back to Shuojing, and when it reached Yan’s house, Yan He’s mother fainted on the spot, and Yan He’s wife Xia Chengxiu gave birth early.

Probably because of heartbreak, extremely dangerous when giving birth, Wen Po was helpless, and at the moment of life and death, it was Lin Shuanghe’s father, Lin Mu, who came with his female apprentice, and directed the female apprentice to deliver Xia Chengxiu in person.

All the members of the Yan family gathered outside the delivery room, listening to the weak voice of the woman inside, looking at the pots of blood coming out of it, it was shocking. Master Yan, who has never believed in Buddhism, went to his ancestral hall and knelt on the ground to pray for the safety of Chengxiu and her mother.

In the room, Xia Chengxiu’s forehead was covered with sweat, and his expression was painful, and he only felt that his strength was gradually disappearing.

In her dying breath, she could actually feel her heartache, and that heartache was better than all the pain in front of her, making her breathing hard.

Yan He died in battle.

As the wife of a military commander, when she marries Yanhe, she should be ready for this day. War is cruel, and the battlefield is changing rapidly. No one can guarantee that he will become a survivor. Xia Chengxiu has thought countless times that since she has decided to become his wife, when she really faces this day in the future, she should be calm and magnanimous. Even if she feels uncomfortable in her heart, she will be able to withstand the wind and frost. .

But when this day really came, she discovered her weakness, she was weaker than she thought.

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

She was in a daze, and she seemed to see a familiar shadow in front of her eyes, it was Yanhe with a silver robe and spear. He seemed to be coming back from outside, with dust all over his body, his eyes fixed on her, and the corners of his lips were familiar. His smile, a bit of pride, a bit of show off, just like the past, returning after winning the battle.

Yan He stretched out a hand towards him.

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

The female doctor next to her saw her face and was startled, and shouted: “Mrs. Yan, hold on, don’t sleep, don’t be discouraged!” She turned her head to the curtain and said anxiously: “Master, Madam Yan is out!”

Behind the curtain, Lin Mu’s heart was tight, and he didn’t care about anything else, and shouted: “Mrs. Yan, think about the child in your womb. Don’t you want to see what he looks like? Don’t you want to grow up with him?”

“Even for your children, Madam Yan, you have to be strong!”

child?

As if in the chaos, tearing open a clear hole, the child… Mu Xia… she suddenly opened her eyes.

This is the child of her and Yan He. Before Yan He left, he apologized seriously to her lower abdomen and could not accompany her. He hopes to be a young lady, but if he is a young master, he will love it as seriously as possible. Just as he had guessed in his heart countless times what it would look like in the future, Xia Chengxiu himself had already traced this child’s eyebrows many times.

If he was a young master, he would be born like Yanhe, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and full of spirits.

I haven’t seen this kid before, so how can I let go?

Can not!

Xia Chengxiu suddenly became sober, she couldn’t, at least she couldn’t indulge in sorrow now. She is Yanhe’s wife and she is also a mother!

“Wow–”

A baby’s cry sounded in the courtyard of the Yan family, and Master Yan, who was praying with his hands folded in the ancestral hall, was startled, and then tears burst into tears.

The female doctor smiled and said, “Congratulations, Mrs. Yan, Mrs. He Xiyan, you are a young master——”

Lin Mu, behind the curtain, let out a sigh of relief. When the news of Jijun came, he also felt sad for what happened to Yanhe. Lin Shuanghe failed to save Yan He, at least he saved his child by himself.

Xia Chengxiu was exhausted, and her sweat-soaked hair was stuck to her cheek in locks. In a trance, she saw Yan He again.

The man smiled warmly, as if a little apologetic, and said to her: “I’m sorry.”

Tears welled up in Xia Chengxiu’s eyes. She stretched out her hand and tried to catch the person in front of her, but he smiled: “Chengxiu, I’m leaving.”

“Nanguang…”

The man turned around, strode forward, his back was chic and neat, and as he walked, his figure completely disappeared from her eyes.

…

When Xia Chengxiu gave birth to a full moon, Xiao Jue returned to Beijing with Nanfu soldiers.

Emperor Zhaokang had a great joy in Longyan, and there were countless rewards. The courtiers thought to themselves that the new emperor meant to reuse General Fengyun. Once the emperor and the courtier, now Xu Jingfu is not there, and the big Wei Xiao family will re-emerge in the future.

The courtiers had their own thoughts, but the common people could not think of so much. Only General Fengyun is General Fengyun. Yunzi is difficult and dangerous, and he can win a big victory.

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

At this point, only the Fuyue Army and the Yanjia Army led by He Yan had yet to return.

However, although they have not returned, everyone knows that it will be sooner or later. After all, Jiuchuan and Jijun have already been recovered. Counting the time, they should be on their way back to Beijing at this moment.

He Yunsheng woke up earlier every day, except for the school building, he got up before dawn and climbed to Donghuang Mountain to cut wood. Nowadays, their family’s livelihood doesn’t actually have to be so hard. He Yunsheng is not cutting firewood for life, but just wants his skills to be better and better.

If one day, his skill can be compared to He Yan, when He Yan goes to the battlefield in the future, he will also be able to set off with him.

He runs to Xiao’s house every day after school, and when he sees Xiao Jue every day, the first sentence he asks is: “Brother-in-law, is there any news about my sister?”

Xiao Jue always shook his head and said indifferently: “No.”

No, what a frustrating answer.

Ji Jun had won the battle, but He Yunsheng also learned that He Yan was seriously injured during the battle. After that, there was no further letter sent back from the other side. Even though the letter was sent, it did not explain He Yan’s condition. He Yunsheng endured that he did not tell He Sui these things. He Sui was getting older, and he was worried that He Sui knew about it.

But He Yunsheng himself, still expecting good news every day.

Soon after this, Bai Rongwei also gave birth to a daughter.

Xiao Jing was very happy, because of the Xiao family’s accident that year, Bai Rongwei’s body fell to the root of the disease. The pregnancy was extremely difficult. Now the mother and daughter are safe, which is a good thing.

Cheng Lisu and Song Taotao came to see Bai Rongwei and brought a lot of gifts. The Xiao family is now the sweet pastry in the eyes of Emperor Zhaokang, and those relatives in the past remembered the “old feelings of the past.”

Cheng Lisu sent the cloth and tonics from his mother’s consignment to the Xiao family’s young man. He looked around and didn’t see Xiao Jue, so he asked Xiao Jing: “Uncle, isn’t uncle in the house? ”

He hadn’t seen Xiao Jue for a long time.

Xiao Jing was startled: “At this time, he should be in the ancestral hall.”

Cheng Lisu stood up and said, “I’ll find him!” He ran away.

He has a close relationship with Xiao Jue. Xiao Jing and Bai Rongwei are no strangers, but Song Taotao, after Cheng Lisu ran away, asked Bai Rongwei, “Grandma Xiao, is there news from Master He?”

Upon hearing the words, Bai Rong sighed and shook his head.

Song Taotao was a little disappointed.

At the other end, Cheng Lisu ran outside the ancestral hall.

The weather was getting colder, the courtyard was falling leaves, and a layer of hoarfrost accumulated on the tiles. He tiptoed inside and saw the center of the ancestral hall, in front of the memorial tablet opposite, the young man standing with his hand in his hand.

The dark blue robe lays him cold and alienated, and the gaze looking at the ancestral sign is also peaceful and calm. Cheng Lisu suddenly remembered that on that summer afternoon many years ago, thunderstorms were endless, and he did the same. In order to chase a cat, he hid here by accident and accidentally ran into the heart of the ruthless young man. , The gentleness that the world is hard to see.

The youth’s voice sounded, “What are you doing hiding behind.”

Cheng Lisu was taken aback and was discovered. He walked in obediently and called “Uncle”.

Xiao Jue didn’t look at him.

He has been in the habit since he was a little boy. Whenever he was uneasy and irritable, when he couldn’t bear it, he would walk here and light three incense sticks. After three sticks of incense, everything went as usual.

His anxiety and fear cannot be seen by outsiders. At this moment, the waves seemed to be turbulent in tranquility.

“Uncle, are you worried about your aunt?” Cheng Lisu asked.

Xiao Jue was silent.

After a long time, when Cheng Lisu thought that Xiao Jue would not answer him, Xiao Jue spoke, and he said, “Yes.”

Cheng Lisu looked at him.

“I just want her to be safe.”

…

Coming out of Bai Rongwei’s room, Song Taotao felt a little bored.

She learned about He Yan’s news and was also very worried. Even though she had been secretly troubled for a long time because of He Yan being a woman, but now, those are all things in the past.

In all fairness, leaving He Yan as a woman, she actually likes He Yan very much.

Death is fair to everyone, therefore, the battlefield becomes extremely cruel. And when you truly realize the cruelty, people will start to grow up.

Carefree girl, the biggest worry in the past was that today’s hairpin was not good-looking, and the new mouth fat was too dull. Now, I finally understand the feeling of helplessness.

Perhaps, she has also begun to grow up.

A young man in Tsing Yi walked towards him, with delicate eyebrows and arrogant eyes, which might be somewhat similar to the hearty and lively girl. Song Taotao paused, “He…”

She remembered that this young man was He Yan’s younger brother, and his temperament was completely different from He Yan, but the spirit and determination between his eyes were extremely similar.

He Yunsheng also saw her.

It seems to be the rich lady He Yan met in Liangzhouwei. Xu is a guest of Xiao’s family. He came to Xiao’s house today to find out about He Yan. Of course, he didn’t hear the news he wanted. He forgot Song Taotao’s name, he just nodded his head slightly, and walked sideways if he said hello.

“Hey…” Song Taotao stopped him subconsciously.

He Yunsheng stopped, raised his eyes and asked, “What else is the girl?”

Song Taotao pursed his lips and thought for a while before speaking, “Don’t worry, Wu Anhou will definitely return safely.”

He Yunsheng was startled, as if he didn’t expect her to say that. After a moment of silence, he said to her, “Thank you very much.” Then he turned his head and left.

Song Taotao looked at his back, not knowing whether he was facing the person who was going away or himself, and whispered to himself: “She will definitely be back.”

…

One night flying frost, on the pomegranate tree in front of the window, the fruit did not know when it turned red, and it fell on the top. The shadow of the tree lit a little red, and the core beads were like fire.

The little ginkgo girl was standing under the tree, drooling at the pomegranate with the largest and the redest tip early in the morning. The second young master’s yard was deserted, and the most lively thing was this pomegranate tree. The biggest one is like a small lantern, which is sweet at first glance.

Qingmei walked by, seeing her look obsessedly looking forward, she couldn’t help tapping Ginguo’s head lightly, and said, “Gluttonous.”

Ginguo smacked her lips and was about to speak. She raised her eyes and saw Xiao Jue come out from inside, and said hurriedly, “Master!”

Xiao Jue glanced at her, “What’s the matter?”

Ginkgo pointed to the tree, “Look, the pomegranate is red!”

Xiao Jue turned his head to look, and the fruit on the tree lit a little bright green color, like a light burning in the night.

“It’s so red, it must be very sweet.” Ginguo said, biting her finger.

Qingmei couldn’t help but whispered: “Young Master wants to keep the sweetest for Madam Young, what are you looking for here.”

Bai Guo whispered defense, “I know, I just want to say, can the youngest be left for us…” Her voice gradually became quieter, and she didn’t dare to finish her words.

When Xiao Jue walked to the pomegranate tree, it suddenly appeared in front of him that sometime last year, a woman was standing under the pomegranate tree, hopping and trying hard to pick the pomegranate from the tree. Later, things piled up in Beijing, and the biggest pomegranate was ripened on the top before it had time to pick it off, and she regretted it for a long time. The time is right now, but the person who picked the pomegranate has not returned.

He picked up the stone under the tree and looked at the furthest tip, moving his fingers slightly, the stone flew towards the tip, and the red pomegranate that resembled a lantern fell in response and fell on his palm.

Heavy and red.

He retracted his hand, and the pomegranate at this season had to be placed in a well in the courtyard, soaked in cold water, so that it would be just right when He Yan came back.

Xiao Jue was about to leave, Chiwu ran in from outside, panting, and said, “Master… Master… Fu Yue army is back to Beijing!”

Qingmei and Ginguo were taken aback for a moment, and then became happy. They were about to talk. When they looked up, they could only feel a strong wind sweeping in front of them, and when they looked at the courtyard, Xiao Jue was no longer visible.

Only the pomegranate tree that bears fruit is more brilliant than early winter plums.

…

The gate of the city was already full of people who rushed to hear the letter, blocking both sides of the street tightly.

Most of the people who came to greet them were people from the family who had thrown into the army. Many young women stood in the wind with their young children, carefully identifying whether they had familiar faces in the crowd. If you see someone alive, you will rush over regardless of the occasion and cry with you. There was also an old man holding a walking stick tremblingly, recognizing it from the beginning to the end, until Yin Yin looked disappointed and turned into ice.

In a war, countless families are torn apart, parting and reunion, joy and tears, tragedies and comedies in the world, without exception, are staged one by one.

When Xiao Jue arrived, the troops had already passed the city gate. The number of soldiers and horses before the trip was now half the number. Everyone’s faces were exhausted and joyful. However, at the front, there was not the hearty familiarity of riding on a horse. Figure.

His eyes froze suddenly.

The class teacher returns to the court and asks for merits and rewards. As heroes, the master will always be in the forefront, without exception, but now, there is no.

There is no shadow of He Yan.

When He Yan was the “General Feihong”, he didn’t see it when the class teacher returned to court. Later, when He Yan joked with him, he said, “Xiao Jue, one day, I will definitely let you see my heroic posture when I return from a victory.”

But now, the long troop of soldiers and horses from beginning to end, but she is not there.

For many years, perhaps since Xiao Zhongwu and Mrs. Xiao passed away, he has never been so overwhelmed. For a moment, he didn’t even know when and where he was.

The lively crowd seemed to be far away from him. Someone walked in front of him. They never noticed that this desperate young man was Da Wei’s right army captain, so that his tightly held pomegranate slipped out of his hand and rolled steadily. In the crowd, there is no trace.

He seemed to have returned to the night when he was a teenager, and all the plainness and calmness suddenly cracked, and he was so flustered that he didn’t know what to do.

It seems that a long time has passed, and it seems that it hasn’t been long.

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

A young woman was leaning on the side of the street against the wall. She was wearing a strong red dress with a long sword at her waist like a pine green. She was looking at him with a smile, throwing a red fruit up and down in her hand. It was him just now. A pomegranate that was squeezed out of the crowd.

“Hey,” she yelled indifferently when he saw him look over, “The young master opposite, I have injured my leg and can’t go forward. Can you please take your time and walk forward?”

The young man’s gaze was over and over the crowd, fixed on her for a long time, and then he walked towards her.

Step by step, as if crossing all the mountains and seas and years, in the long life, finally found a home in the world.

The girl opened her arms wide at him with a smile, as if begging for a hug. He stepped forward quickly, hugging the man tightly in his arms.

Suddenly, everything was silent, only the one in the arms, Fang Cheng’s longest nostalgia.

Among the people beside them, some rejoiced, some wept, some reunited, and some parted. They are cuddling with each other under the hustle and bustle between the world and the earth, even if everything goes without saying.

The young man’s Jinyi was picturesque and he patted her head lightly. The warmth of his palm made He Yan’s eyes burn, and tears fell unknowingly.

“It’s been a long time, Governor Xiao.” She whispered.

In the world, north and south, and parting in old age, how lucky they are always to meet and reunite.