v8 Chapter 86： Old people and stories (below)

After the war, Yang Fei left Tsing Yi Yamen and returned to Qingzhou City, where he retired to Hualiu Lane.

In fact, with Yang Fei's many years of battle experience, although he did not make any significant achievements, his status is also normal, and he can only return to his hometown after a serious injury. In addition, the court also arranged the post of county captain of Shouguang County under Qingzhou, and all sides took good care of it.

But Yang Guang did not go to office.

Not only did he not go to office, but even the younger sister and sister didn't see each other, let alone marry each other through the door.

To others, this may be difficult to understand, but to Yang Fei, this is actually normal. People have self-esteem, and the advancement of status will make people have stronger self-esteem.

Although Yang Fei is very common in Tsing Yi Yamen, what is it? Wherever you go, you will be awed by threes. Originally, Yang Fei wanted Yi Jin to return to his hometown, but in the end he left Tsing Yi Yemen passively, losing all his honor.

Xiu Wei fell to the level of qi training. In his own opinion, it was not worth mentioning. He broke an arm and made him feel unworthy of his sister. Falling from the cloud, Yang Fei was so disheartened that he gradually didn't want to face the world anymore, and drank all day long.

At the moment of the Tang Dynasty, the advent of the golden age was unstoppable, and prosperity was everywhere. Most people's lives are getting better and better, people are full of spirits and fighting spirit. However, Yang Fei, who fought for this era, has reached the lowest point in his life, and there is no hope of returning to the peak again.

The huge loss of the two contrasts made Yang Fei only want to survive in the dark corner.

For her husband, Yang Fei didn't want to talk to him at first. He refused to care about anyone from the heart. The rescue of the other party at the alley that day was only due to the nature of goodness, and I did not want to have an intersection with the other party.

However, her husband has always been relentless, but Yang Fei did not feel annoyed. In addition to the other person, she saw her youthful spirit of seeking for improvement. It was also because her husband had a good personality and was very sensible. .

After getting along for a long time, Yang Fei's mind gradually came up with an idea, "Since I can't return to the peak myself, I can fight for the dynasty again, and I can train a good young man, which can be regarded as the court's treatment.

This is an excuse Yang Fei found for himself.

What he didn't want to admit was that the passion of Mu Muer had actually lightened his lonely and dark life a little, so that he no longer thought about drunkness for a hundred times. If life is to continue, you have to find a goal for yourself, have fun, and care.

Without these three things, life is meaningless.

In this way, Yang Fei began to train her brother.

He uses the screams of herdsmen as a source of happiness every day. The more the other party is exhausted and exhausted, the more his eyes glow. At this time, Yang Fei realized the leaders of Tsing Yi Yamen and trained them when they joined Their mindset.

Brother Mu's parents think that Brother Mu has gone crazy, and good bricklayers don't do it, even wishing to become a monk, is that what these people can hope for? However, no matter whether it is bitter persuasion or binding and beating, the shepherd remains unmoved.

Later, to protect his first disciple, Yang Fei gave her brother a sack of copper money without going out with her family. When her husband's parents saw a pile of yellow-orange-orange copper plates stacked in the house, their mouths couldn't be closed, and they immediately agreed with her to follow Yang Fei's practice.

They didn't greet Yang Fei's money, but thought that they could take out so much money casually, and Yang Fei was definitely not an ordinary person.

Half a year later, Qingzhou Academy of Ascetics held an examination to recruit a new batch of students, and herdsmen went to participate in the selection. Yang Fei was holding the wine jar in his own house, and he was eating a chopstick and drinking an altar wine while the brother-in-law made a drink before leaving.

Three days later, Mu Muer rushed into Yang Fei's house.

They told the other party that they were admitted.

Yang Fei seemed calm and said only two words: "Congratulations."

In fact, he is very clear that with the efforts of the court to build a college of practice, young people who are slightly qualified and able to endure hardship are eligible to enter the college. The only difference is whether to enter a state-level practice college or a county-level practice college.

Right now, throughout Qingzhou City, 30% of young people can be qualified to enter the college. Mu Muer was trained by him for half a year, and he couldn't become a disciple of Qingzhou Institute of Asceticism, that was a strange thing.

In the evening, Yang Fei raised the wine jar to Mingyue and sighed sighing, "This is the court court! How many young people from poor people have changed their destiny, and how many monks have been added to the middle school! How can the dynasty not flourish in the long run?"

After speaking these words, Yang Fei was in tears.

The country is so prosperous, but he can only linger on, and he is really making a difference. Mu Muer entered the practice college, and no longer needed his guidance and training. He had nothing to do but continued to make a wine bug, waiting for the moment he was drunk.

In the past six months, his spirit has improved a lot. Just today, he finally gathered up his courage and sneaked back to the chariot, wanting to see what Xiao Shimei looks like now.

He had heard long ago that the petite cardamom girl of the past had already appeared as a slender, well-known big beauty, and also showed a good practice qualification. In this life, she is expected to practice high qi, and a matchmaker came to her door to say pro.

Under the dark night sky, Yang Fei threw himself on the wall like a thief.

Xiao Shimei's room was brightly lit, her embroidered figure reflected on the window screen, with a calm temperament and a graceful attitude. He heard the sister-in-law of Xiao Shimei. Among the Jun Yan who told her during this time to ask for a relationship, two family members were very good at learning character.

One of them is Xu Lin. The weak crown age is already three levels of qi training, and the future is bound to be great. Yang Fei found that when the last girl mentioned the last person, Xiao Shimei's embroidered hand stopped for a long time. This made him angina. He felt that Xiao Xumei was intentional to Xu Lin.

Yang Fei with tears in his face retracted his head from the wall. Like a cat and a dog, he left the dartboard and went home to drink Santan Liquor, but he became more and more sober.

He knew that Xiao Shimei no longer needed him. Also, he is now a futile man. He is destined to have a beautiful life and needs him for no reason. It is good for Xiao Shimei not to see herself. He should be far away. In this way, she is still in her mind, and she still has a little dignity.

In fact, in the past six months, Yang Fei has repeatedly thought to cheer up. It was a pity that he was seriously injured at the beginning and damaged the roots. Coupled with a broken arm, it was inconvenient to do anything, Guangming had already closed the door to him.

In this booming country, people with bright faces are everywhere. They have dreams and hopes, and they are working hard for tomorrow. No one will accept and care about a disability with no future.

After drinking the last wine in the room, Yang Fei pulled out his sword from under the bed and went straight to the window.

Looking up at the crescent moon in the sky, he decided to say goodbye to this world.

What does it mean to live a life without hope, but tortured by endless suffering? He wasn't a coward, and he had never hesitated to fight with his enemies. He has the courage to face death and can end his life course with his own hands.

Although the horizontal knives have not been maintained for many years, they are still dazzling. The rune array on the sword is still so clear. Obviously, they have not lost their functions because they have been useless for a long time. The horizontal knife of this magic weapon was rewarded by Yang Fei's Yemen after his success, and he killed many enemies with him.

Now, killing the enemy's knife is also about killing yourself.

A relief smile appeared on Yang Fei's face, and the horizontal knife was pulled in front of his neck.

Blood spilled on the moonlight.

Yang Fei stunned suddenly.

This knife, he only took two or three drops of blood flying, and the wound on his neck was superficial.

"How does it feel to kill yourself?" A deep voice sounded behind Yang Fei.

He turned around and was stunned, almost thinking he had hallucinations.

Standing at the door turned out to be Emperor Tang of the Tang Dynasty!

The smile on the other's face was light, just like when the two first met.

"Yeah ... Your Majesty?" Yang Fei was shocked, he saluted quickly, and his actions were clean. "Chen, Yang Yi, Tsing Yi, see Your Majesty!"

Li Xuan lifted up Yang Fei in imagination, watching his excitement, and regretfully sighed: "My soldiers of the dynasty did not die on the battlefield, but died in the peace, by their own sword ... .. This is not your cowardice, but your sin! "

"Yeah ... Your Majesty?" Yang Fei couldn't believe it. Li Ye could say such things, and he couldn't understand it for a while.

At the time of Yang Fei's death, Li Yan grasped his wrist and looked right, and the force of repairing was pouring out like a tide. Only moments later, Yang Fei's disappeared left arm grew, and the root point of his injury was repaired.

Wait until Li Yan releases Yang Fei's wrist, the latter not only has a good left arm, the foundation has been restored, even the realm has reached the fourth floor of Qi training!

Realizing that the majestic power that had been disappearing for a long time was reappeared in the body, Yang Fei burst into tears of joy and immediately fell to the ground, his voice choked: "Thank Your Majesty Ron! My dear, I dare not be Your Majesty Rich gift, ashamed ... "

Taking Li Xun's current practice as his strength, Mo said that letting Yang Fei regain his energy practice, even if he made him one step closer to real life, even fairyland, it would only be a hand.

Li Yan shook his head and lifted Yang Fei again, with a bitter smile, "This is what He should do. He was negligent before. In these years, He just wanted to lead Datang to run forward, but he forgot those who pushed the dynasty forward. Okay, now those who are behind. "

Speaking of this, when Yang Fei opened his mouth to speak, Li Xie waved his hand. "You don't need to say anything to Xun now, you need to see someone right away. When Xun came here, you saw a woman who probed sneakily outside. It should be your old friend.

"You went to visit her before, and when you came back, there were traces. People followed you to Changpingfang. You didn't even find out. This is not the fault that monk Tsing Yi Shumen should have committed."

Yang Fei shook his hands.

Although Li Yan has the eyes of Emperor Tao and can monitor everywhere, but Yang Fei meets Xiao Shimei, he still has no peeping mind.

When Li Xiang was leaving Liuxiang, Li Yan kept frowning, and Da Shiming was concerned about asking, Li Yan said what he thought.

Seeing Yang Fei today, he felt quite deeply, "Datang is able to stand firm and tall today. It is the hard work of the monks and soldiers. But when the world is prosperous, those who leave the army are injured, They have not received the respect and glory they deserve.

"Previously I thought that by giving them generous care and arranging local government positions, they would be able to live the rest of their lives. I thought of everything, but I didn't think that the most important thing to take care of was their energy and dignity.

Speaking of which, Li Yan's eyes narrowed: "From today on, whether it's the Tsing Yi Yamen, the Chang'an embargo, or other monks, whoever has made a merit and retired due to injury, the court must give according to its merit. Elixir, reshape their cultivation into a realm! "

The boss was frightened: "This requires too many resources. Right now the dynasty is struggling to move forward, so burdensome ..."

Li Xie waved her hand to signal that her mind was determined, and she didn't need to say much.

Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Li Xun slowly said, "There are always dark corners where the sun cannot shine. But if I am the **** of Datang, my light should have no dead ends. In this way, Datang can go further."