Chapter 27

It's dawn, and the streets and alleys of Beiyang city are white.

Li Lin urged his horse to move forward. He watched the soldiers call to open the city gate and go out of the city. After three or five miles, he saw the small shop where he stayed before entering the city and ordered the soldiers to pick up their luggage. Li Lin stood in front of the door and waited.

"Even, even"

The chicken's cry came from a distance.

The moonlight, like water, overflowed the Banqiao and river in the distance and fell on Li Lin. not far away, the shop was covered with thatch.

The light was on in the shop, the creaking sound of the wooden door being pushed sounded, someone went out, packed his luggage, the carriage, and the early passengers were ready to go.

In twos and threes, there were more and more people. When they got out of the shop, they missed Li Lin and stepped on the Banqiao. With the squeak of the wooden bridge, they disappeared into the moonlight in the distance.

"Er Dan, let's go home after this trip. Last year's Mid Autumn Festival, the moonlight in our village was so bright."

"I really miss Wazi and his mother. I don't know if the money entrusted to take back is enough. When I ate moon cakes last year, my father's illness was much better."

"It's said that the Beizheng generation is in chaos. God bless us so that we can deliver goods safely this time and give you more three incense sticks back."

The two guests driving the pack horse talked to each other about missing home.

Missing far away, Li Lin also fell into meditation. He joined the army in Xuanfu at the age of 18. It has been three years now. Although there are always letters from home, he has not returned home for three years.

My parents should be in good health. Is the eldest sister happy in her husband's house? Should my younger sister be married, and my cousin will call me brother?

In their own generation, the Li family has only one man. If they can't make a name for themselves, the Li family will be torn to pieces by those families who have had hatred after a hundred years.

Mom, when I get famous, my father can allow me to go home.

Li Lin thought to himself. He couldn't help touching the small bag on his waist. There was a carving knife in it. It was a gift from his mother. Whenever he missed his hometown, he would always take it out and have a look.

The tentacle felt empty.

Li Lin was startled. His back was cold. I lost my knife!

I searched hard in my mind. The last time I saw the carving knife, in the general's house, before the general announced martial law, I asked myself to have a look at the knife. Did I put it away at that time?

"Captain, you can go."

The soldiers have packed up their salutes and are ready to go.

Li Lin decided to go back to the senior general. This is the sustenance of missing his relatives. I don't think the senior general will blame him.

"You two urge the horse to walk slowly. I'll catch up with you when I go back to see the general."

With that, without waiting for the two to answer, he turned his horse's head and went back to Beiyang.

Li Qing hasn't slept yet. He frowns when he knows that Li Lin has gone and returned. The matter of Dongtang camp is urgent. Li Lin is not a person who can't distinguish priorities. He must have something important when he comes back.

"Lost the carving knife?"

Li Qingmei frowned and looked at Li Lin with bad eyes. Because of this, your boy will delay the military affairs.

The moonlight spilled a mottled shadow on the ground through the tree trunk and fell on Li Lin in front of him, which immediately dispersed Li Qing's anger.

"It's definitely not an ordinary carving knife that can let you Li Lin come back in the stars and the moon. When I looked at it in my study, I didn't find anything special about it."

"He Wu, you go and accompany captain Li to look in the study to see if you can find the carving knife."

Li Lin saluted Li Qing: "the last general has not returned home for three years. The carving knife was given by his mother at parting."

Li counted and nodded, ordered them to go by themselves, and turned back to sleep.

He Wu led Li Lin into the study, lit the palace lantern, yawned and said impatiently.

"Lord Li, please have a look. Do you have your carving knife?"

The slap long knife lay quietly on the discussion table. Li Lin walked over two steps and picked up the knife.

Great, I found it!

"Eh?"

Li Lin looked at the lettering on the table and fell into meditation.

Jisheng Maodian month, human trace Banqiao cream!

As like as two peas I saw just outside Mao's shop, I feel as if I have returned to the same place.

In the morning, we start to visit our hometown!

Tears suddenly moistened his eyes. Li Lin suddenly had an impulse to cry. Just now, Li Lin's heart was filled with sadness when he heard the two horsemen lamenting that they were far away from home and missing their relatives.

Now, these four poems are displayed one by one.

Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road and zhihuaming post wall

Because of the dream of Du Ling, the wild geese return to the pond

Write down these two sentences silently. Li Lin bowed his head slightly to prevent he Wu from seeing the tears in his eyes and lowered his hoarse voice.

"With more help from Constable he, Lin has found the carving knife and is leaving."

He Wu's face showed a trace of joy. It's great. You can go back to make up for your sleep.

Li Lin went out of the county Wei house and recited it silently again. Only then did he urge the horse to move forward. Such poetry is the real poetry. What are the decadent sounds of the Southern Tang Dynasty.

Only my Han Dynasty man can write such moving words and sentences.

Out of the city, I passed Banqiao again. The white frost had covered the Banqiao. The footprints and horse hoof prints were sparse, which were quite conspicuous in the white frost.

At the foot of the Eagle mountain, next to the post station, two soldiers are restlessly pacing back and forth. On the post station wall full of yellow sand, several white flowers are bright and bright.

On the mountain path, the mistletoe tree was blown by the mountain wind, and the mistletoe leaves fell, hitting the mountain people who were going up the mountain to make a living.

Li Lin finally couldn't help the sadness in his heart. Tears ran down his face and moistened his skirt in an instant.

This is a real poem, everyone!

Every sentence is about scenery, and every sentence is about love. It sends out all the thoughts that have been detained for three years and have nowhere to vent.

"Captain, are you okay?"

Li Shanzi, a private soldier, asked carefully. He was brought out by Li Lin from home. He couldn't help worrying about Li Lin's situation.

Li Lin wiped the tears on his face.

"Good poetry!"

"I'm fine. Let's go. When I come back, I'll ask the general who wrote this poem."

Three horses galloped and disappeared on the avenue leading to Xuanfu.

……

In the patrol camp, Su Lu's head was about to explode.

"I'll bet. Don't worry about it."

"It's no use taking care of you. If you lose, you lose."

"When the mother-in-law is gone, the wife is like clothes. If she is gone, she will be gone."

"I'm not as good as pigs and dogs. Do you want to take care of pigs and dogs?"

Zhao Sanru, like a stone, let Su Ping and Zhao pangzi beat and scold. There was no meaning of repentance. Zhao's third daughter-in-law didn't cry, but she didn't speak. She just lowered her head and sat there, just like a wooden man.

"Second brother, we'll do what you say?"

Li Kun said.

Zhao Pangzi has the final say with brother Su Ping. Now all the riches and honour are coming with his brother. Zhao San's business is still the next brother's final say.

Su Lu pinched his forehead and looked at Zhao San on the ground. His voice couldn't help but bring a trace of irritability.

"If you feel sorry for us, tell us about it. Don't spoil yourself or your daughter-in-law. These things will disappear if you don't spoil yourself."

Zhao San and his daughter-in-law almost looked up at Su Lu at the same time. Their faces were pale. Looking at everything on the ground, there was almost no blood on their faces.

Su Lu got up and pointed to Zhao pangzi and Su Ping.

"They have just come down from the battlefield. The blood on their bodies is not dry. It's not you two who made mistakes. Just say it. Why waste yourself."

"Second brother, I'm sorry for you and everyone."

Zhao Sanfu began to wail. With Su Lu's words, the depression for many days disappeared. He was suffering and sad these days, but he didn't know that his second brother already knew.

After crying for a while, Zhao San wiped his tears and his voice was hoarse.

"Fifteen days ago, I met my little flower in Renxiang, east of the city. She pulled me into the alley and told me that our village was destroyed by the Tule people because the third cousin of her mother's brother's daughter-in-law's second aunt's family had a feud with Li Dagan, who instigated the Tule people to destroy our village."

"Jiang Changfu?"

Li Kun opened his mouth without hesitation. He was of the same family as Li Dakan. Knowing that Li Dakan had an enemy who was a general, he thought of the name at the first time.

Su Lu frowned. He seemed to have seen the name.