Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

"My son, remember to write letters from time to time when you go there. Don't let your mother worry about you..."

Mrs. Cui wiped her tears with a handkerchief and was filled with sorrow. After her youngest daughter accidentally drowned when she was less than three years old, she was the only child left.

Zixing had been raised by her side since she was a child and had never left the capital. He had to go so far away and didn't know when he would be back. How could she feel relieved!

Academician Cui took his wife into his arms and saw his son sitting astride a horse with a silver spear in his hand, his majestic posture even more impressive than when he was reciting poems and painting.

Thinking of the father and son meeting again in unknown years, his nose couldn't help but feel sore and he was on the verge of tears.

Xueshi Cui turned his head and held back his tears before turning back and telling his son: "Zixing, since you have made a choice, you must try your best to do your best. Our Cui family has many talented people, and you are thousands of people outside." The reputation of our ancestors cannot be ruined."

"Yes, father."

Ling Liang hugged him on horseback and solemnly agreed to Cui's request.

Immediately he looked at the mother of the original owner. With tears in her eyes, Mrs. Cui looked at him over and over again, as if she wanted to engrave his appearance firmly in her mind.

A mother's love for her son is beyond words, but in the heart of the original owner there are countless people he misses.

Since ancient times, it is difficult to have both loyalty and filial piety. No matter how hard it is to support the country, it is difficult to maintain the family.

Ling Liang sighed slightly and said: "Mother, I will remember your words. I will write to you often to report that Zixing is safe after he passes away. You should also take good care of yourself. Your son... will become your pride."

Mrs. Cui nodded and shook her head.

She doesn't want her son to be any good or powerful, as that is all obtained through military service. The battlefield is so dangerous, she just wants him to live well.

Xueshie Cui really wanted to stop time at this moment and talk to his son for a long time, but this was obviously impossible.

The longer it dragged on, the more he couldn't bear to be separated. Xuexian Cui made up his mind and drove his son away: "It's getting late, let's set off quickly. Mo Qi Shuqing, you have to take good care of the master, you know?"

"Yes, head of the family, please rest assured!" Mo Qi and Shu Qing replied firmly.

The young master originally planned to go to the border alone, but the two of them voluntarily asked the family leader to follow the young master.

Although they are only a few years older than the young master, they have indeed watched him grow up.

The young master has great ambitions, and they are also very proud. When they are proud, they want to do something.

I heard that the daily management of the border barracks is looser than at the emperor's feet. It is easy for soldiers to stick together and the phenomenon of xenophobia is serious. I don't know if I will be ostracized if I go to such a place.

But as the old saying goes, there are three gangs of heroes. With them by their side, anyone who wants to bully their young master must also weigh his own weight.

After saying goodbye to the original owner's parents, Ling Liang turned his horse's head and prepared to set off.

"and many more!"

Two people ran over from afar, panting. It was Cui Zijian and his servant Jinxi.

Cui Zijian stopped in front of the horse and accused Ling Liang aggrievedly: "Cousin, why didn't you tell me if you wanted to leave? Do you think I am your cousin?"

Overnight, everyone knew that his cousin was going to join the army, but he was the last to receive the news.

His cousin had a hard time hiding it from him. He didn't reveal anything to him during the Qiqiao Festival two days ago, and even lied to him that he would become an official in the same court as him in the future.

big liar!

Cui Zijian opened his arms to block the way. The horse was very humane and gave way to the side, about to break out.

Ling Liang grabbed the reins, tapped the horse's hooves on the ground a few times, and stood still.

"It was my fault for not telling you. My cousin apologizes to you. I was wrong."

Ling Liang's kind words comforted Cui Zijian, who was full of grievances, and almost forgot what he had thought about on the way.

The person who apologized had a smile on his face, sincere words, handsome eyebrows and extraordinary spirit.

Normally when we meet, we are always impressed by his gentle and elegant demeanor, but today my cousin's aura is even more sharp.

The young man dressed in bright clothes, angry with his horse, and full of energy, is simply stunning to watch.

Cui Zijian murmured for a long time, and finally said: "Then you go over there and do your best. I'm still looking forward to having a general cousin. By the way, you have to pay attention to safety. Just, that's it, we will triumph as soon as possible."

Ling Liang looked at the original owner, his cousin with whom he was at odds, and encouraged him with a smile: "Zijian, you will soon become an official. Don't forget what you said, to be a powerful official. I also want to be a good official."

"What makes a good official?" Cui Zijian seemed to understand.

Ling Liang: "Everyone has their own definition of a good official, and you and I are no exception, but what you think is not necessarily correct. When you are confused and confused in the future, you might as well go deep into the folk and listen to the opinions of the people under your rule. view."

Cui Zijian's eyes gradually became firm.

He raised his head and said, "I will work hard to be a good and powerful official. Cousin, you must also strive to become a general as soon as possible. We have an agreement!"

Ling Liang met his gaze without hesitation, "Okay, it's a deal."

Cui Zijian stepped away from the horse.

Ling Liang tightened the reins and gave a low scold, and the horse started to trot lightly.

Turning around and bowing his hands to everyone, Ling Liang happened to see the corner of clothes flashing past the door of Cui Mansion.

Withdrawing his gaze, Ling Liang urged the riding whip. The smooth and beautiful thousand-mile horse roared loudly and galloped towards the city gate in the southwest. The surrounding scenery was blurry and everyone quickly became one. A small point.

Mo Qi Shuqing followed closely behind, and the three of them could only hear the whistling wind in their ears.

Jin Awu walked out of the door slowly. The horse was indeed very fast, but within a moment, the student's back was no longer visible.

Looking at the direction in which the students were leaving, he couldn't help but feel a little sad.

Cui Shi looked forward, "We have taught everything that needs to be taught. Why should General Jin be so worried? We should have confidence in Young Master Cui."

Jin Awu still frowned, "Learning well may not mean doing well. The battlefield is ruthless and the sword has no eyes. He is only 17 years old, too young..."

"It's superficial on paper, and I absolutely know that this matter has to be done."

"This day will come sooner or later." Cui Shi comforted him, "General Jin also knows that no matter how good our teachings are, it is not as good as letting him go to the battlefield with real swords and guns."

"yes……"

General Jin's brows gradually widened, "I, Mr. Jin, suffered from poor family fortunes when he was young, and eventually ran out of food. In order to survive, he joined the army at the age of ten. Although Captain Cui and I have different situations, we are similar in the end. , there is no reason why Mr. Cui can’t do what we can all do.”

Cui Shi: "Yes, that's the truth."

After serving in the army for many years, the two of them were used to seeing each other through life and death, but they still had no way to express their grief about separation.

When their beloved disciple left, they thought over and over again and did not see each other off.

He was clumsy and couldn't find the words to say. Wherever they went, the parents couldn't say anything personal to their sons.

It would be nice to say goodbye quietly.