Chapter 2513

On the first day of the new year, we should worship our ancestors, so early in the morning, the city was filled with smoke.

There were fewer pedestrians in the street. Jiang Di walked slowly towards the city gate with a small burden on his back.

Paper money is never rich money. It is mostly made of cheap paper.

Walking in the city, you can see smoke coming out of every house. It tastes pungent.

Since the fire almost broke out in the city because of ancestor worship the year before last, there were more sergeants patrolling the city on the first day of the new year.

"Mr. Jiang is out of town again!"

Jiang Di smiled and arched his hands and said, "yes, I have something to do out of town."

Jiang Di greeted him all the way and met Wang Ji, the commander of Xinghe, when he was approaching the gate of the city.

He felt that he had just met Wang Ji. The other party should have forgotten him, so he just leaned aside.

Wang Ji suddenly frowned and turned around and asked, "are you... Jiang Di?"

Jiang Di didn't expect that he actually remembered himself. He turned back and said, "I've seen adults."

Wang Ji raised his head slightly, looked at him with a close look and said, "do you want to come to the army?"

Jiang Di doesn't want to be a petty official, so the army needs many knowledgeable people like him.

Jiang Di smiled and said, "thank you for your love, but there are many constraints in the army, but I won't go."

This rejection is a little stiff, even with a little confrontation.

Wang Ji shook his head and said, "it's another fool who looks down on martial arts!"

He turned and left. Jiang Di looked at his back and said, "martial arts are incompetent."

He walked out of the city slowly, and then walked towards the Beijing Temple in the distance.

It's cold outside every year. Even the Atai Department won't come.

On the first day of last year, a drunk herdsman in Atai rushed into a family offering sacrifices to their ancestors, causing a big conflict. Therefore, from this year, both sides should respect each other's customs whenever offering sacrifices.

The sky is blue, but the temperature is very low.

The Jingguan temple has been standing here for a long time. People come here every year to worship, but they don't worship these sealed corpses, but pray for shelter.

The object they prayed for was the Jingguan stone.

That long and narrow eye is still looking at the world coldly.

Jiang Di went to the stone tablet, opened the baggage, and then took out a bottle of wine, wine cups, incense candles and other sacrificial items.

"Mom, it's the new year. I'll come to see you."

"Last year, the children taught books for a year. Those students are very smart..."

"Someone talked to the child, but the child wanted to wait another two years..."

Jiang Di whispered, incense and smoke swirling.

That long and narrow eye seemed more gentle in the smoke.

"How could anyone? Am I dazzled?"

"Who?"

Jiang Di turned around and saw several men standing behind him.

The leading man was covered with dust and looked at the stone tablet with deep eyes.

"You are..."

Jiang Di gradually became happy and got up and said, "are you uncle?!"

Fang Xing smiled and said, "we met twice. The first time was... The second time was in Jinling. At that time, you were still a child. Unexpectedly, you were old. Yan Niang is smart in heaven and will certainly laugh."

"I didn't pay attention to you the first time," said Jiang Di

Fang Xing smiled slightly and said, "how did you get here?"

Jiang Di said, "I came to Xinghe to teach last year."

Fang woke up and looked at the eye and said, "well, in the future, you will open branches and leaves here and accompany your mother, so as not to make her lonely."

Jiang Di said sadly, "after a few years, after getting married, I'm going to Jinling."

"Move over."

The ground was wet and cold, but Fang woke up and sat down without hesitation.

He took the paper money and lit it on the candle.

The flame and smoke rose together. Fang Xing narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "your mother made me feel like those martial arts men, not a man..."

Jiang Di was embarrassed and said, "uncle, you have avenged my mother."

Fang Xinggan risked the world's condemnation to kill the mission, and then buried Yan Niang. Later, he took Yan Niang's monument to the north for expedition, and finally buried Yan Niang with a family of people, which can be called shaking the world.

So Jiang Di is most grateful for Fang Xing in his life.

And what he hates most is martial arts.

Even if Fang Xing is a martial artist, he still can't be more fond of those martial artists.

If a warrior could defend his country, how could his mother be captured outside the great wall and tortured.

Fang Xing threw the paper money and said, "your mother is the victim of the lack of force of Daming, so... Later, Daming gradually began to rise, World War I, and finally swept across the Great Wall. This is a process, so don't be cynical. Your mother will be at ease if you live well."

Jiang Di nodded and said, "I've never been to my mother before. I think my mother must have gone to heaven..."

This is a confused young man. He doesn't even know what he should do in the future.

"Remember her, but don't remember too much."

Fang Xing patted Jiang Di on the shoulder and gave his own suggestions.

"You shouldn't fall into it. Your mother doesn't want to see you like a bitter monk. Go live a good life, like girls, and then get married. Later, bring your child to see her, and the family will have a happy life. That's what your mother wants to see in heaven."

Jiang Di looked at the stone tablet, suddenly nodded and said, "yes, I know."

He arched his hands and staggered away.

Fang Xing stood here and looked at the Beijing Temple and the steles. I don't know how long later, a bright voice came from behind.

"The British Duke has just come. You come again, your majesty. Are you ready to go out for war? That's good. Drive out the Hari people completely, and this crazy prairie will become our grazing land. We can raise as many cattle and sheep as we want."

The visitor is Atai. He looks at his smooth face, especially his face. Fang wakes up and feels that at least half a kilo of oil can be scraped off it.

He looked embarrassed and rubbed his hands like a businessman asking how the list was.

The original ambition can no longer be seen!

Fang Xing thinks this is good news. At least one thing is missing from his trip.

So he said, "king he Ning wants to travel far?"

A Tai said brightly, "Xing Hebo is joking. Xiao Wang doesn't want to go anywhere now that he's living here."

Fang Xing looked at the stone tablet with a negative hand. In his ear was a Tai's chatter. He couldn't help feeling the impermanence of world affairs.

"Not to mention anything else, there are more than 30 beautiful women from all over the world in Xiao Wang's account. They can't sleep every day. There are also those cattle and sheep. Every year, businessmen come to beg Xiao Wang to sell more to them, but there are so many. They have to keep seeds!"

"Last time a woman was found to be a spy by Mier, Xiao Wang threw her to the herdsmen, but it disappeared in one night."

This is a gradually becoming philistine ah Tai.

Fang Xing nodded slightly at the stone tablet, then turned and left.

A Tai followed him, saying his loyalty to the emperor, that the General Wang Ji was rude, that the civil servant Zhong Ding was treacherous, and that he bullied him and the herdsmen all day.

Naturally, there is no problem for a Tai to enter the city. The sergeant guarding the gate doesn't know Fang Xing. When a hundred families accompanying him come to negotiate, they know Fang Xing's identity.

"I've seen uncle!"

The sergeants knelt down on one knee and looked at Fang Xing with reverent eyes.

Xinghe City, Xinghe Bo.

Every new comer will slowly know the significance of Fang Xing to the city.

We are all familiar with and amazed at those examples.

When you see a real person, that reverence can't help but arise spontaneously.