Quick Travel: From Beginner to Master

After General Chu left, Ling Liang successfully took over his position.

Originally, there were several suitable candidates for the position of commander-in-chief of the southwest border. In terms of military merit, he was worthy of the position, but in terms of seniority, he was not qualified.

It was General Chu and fellow candidate Wang who worked together to overcome all objections and send him to the position of commander-in-chief.

That's how weird things tend to be.

Wang He looked down on Ling Liang when he first entered the Southwest Military Camp, but now he has become Ling Liang's loyal supporter.

He believed that Ling Liang was better than others in every aspect, including himself of course.

It is natural for such a powerful person to be in charge of the entire southwest garrison. What is there to argue about?

Being young is not a big problem. Those people say that being young means having little experience, and having little experience makes it difficult to take on big responsibilities. Seeing them chattering incessantly, Wang He almost wanted to laugh.

They are not young and have enough experience, but some of them have not accumulated half as much military merit as others.

With great skills, bravery and no fear of death, top-notch commanding ability, and frequent strange moves, the two major tribes of Chiyan and Fangu have never benefited from this man.

Who in Da'an doesn't know the reputation of General Cui? Who of the generals sent by Chiyan Fangu frowned when they heard that their opponent was Cui Zixing?

Nowadays, everyone doesn't want others to get the position of commander. Isn't it just jealousy and unwillingness to cause trouble?

Wang He sneered, what belongs to others belongs to others.

want to?Okay, after you have earned enough military merit, you can take it yourself. He, Wang He, will never say a word.

"General."

Mo Qi opened the tent, bent down and walked in, followed closely by Shu Qing.

Ling Liang looked up at them. The flame in the candlestick on the desk jumped a few times in response to his small movements.

"General, this is a letter from Beijing, please read it." Mo Qi presented a thick letter sent by the Cui family at high speed.

Ling Liang opened the envelope, and Mrs. Cui's beautiful hairpin in small regular script appeared in front of her eyes——

"My son, is everything okay recently? My mother and your father miss you very much.

The southwest is a long way from Beijing. You may not be able to come back even once a year. Mom knows how difficult it is for you. I just hope that my son will take care of himself when he is away. If you need anything, just mention it in the letter and your parents will take care of it. Found and prepared for you.

A few days ago, the Holy One issued a decree announcing to the world that my son was the General of the Southwest. I was very excited for my mother, and besides being proud, I felt sad and bitter.

Others only envy you for your glory and glory, but how do they know that it is so difficult?

The border is bitterly cold and the enemy is strong. My son only narrowly escaped death to gain meritorious service.The childish boy in the past has grown into a man who is upright and upright, but he doesn't know whether he is happy or worried about being a mother.

As I write this, my clothes are stained with tears, and I sigh again and again.

My son has aspirations for the world, remembers the words of sages and sages, strives to ensure peace in the country, and protects the people of Da'an from the suffering of displacement. He is both public and private, and can never complain a word for his mother.

Three years ago, you insisted on going to the southwest border, but your mother obstructed you a lot.

However, news of successful border crossings spread frequently, and the people mentioned that my son was highly respected. There were relatives and friends from the important border towns living in the capital, carrying burdens every day to deliver fine fruits and vegetables to my Cui Mansion. Mom finally understood the meaning of your joining the army for the people.

My son, go ahead and do it. You are right. I will wait for the day when you completely drive the enemy out of my territory in Da'an.

But before that, winter is approaching, the cold wind is biting at the border, and the cold-proof supplies purchased by the Cui Mansion are still on the way, so my son must take care of himself.

Remember, remember. "

Mrs. Cui's letter was full of thoughts and feelings, and Ling Liang was stunned for a long time while holding the letter.

A mother understands her child's choices, his ambitions and aspirations, which sounds like the best of both worlds.

But for the mother herself, is it another kind of cruelty?

Mrs. Cui and Master Cui were a loving couple and had a son and a daughter. Unfortunately, the younger daughter died at an early age and the eldest son joined the enemy. There seemed to be no difference between having children and not having children.

In the previous life, Mrs. Cui's son died with thousands of arrows piercing his heart. I don't know how the couple survived the grief of losing their son.

Those arrows pierced into the original body, and at the same time gouged out two hearts that were attached to him.

"General, general." Seeing Ling Liang lost in thought, Shu Qing couldn't help but remind him.

Ling Liang slowly put down the letter, "Mother said there is a batch of cold-warming supplies on the way. When they arrive, take them out and share them."

Shu Qing and Mo Qi looked at each other. Shu Qing took a step forward, cupped his fists and said, "General, no. How can you just hand over something that Madam specially gave you to others?"

Mo Qi also agreed: "That's right. This is Madam's wish, and the general should accept it himself."

Ling Liang shook his head gently, "Let's break it up. At least we have ways to keep out the cold, but the soldiers can only wear thin clothes. It's getting colder day by day..."

He lowered his head and looked tired, paused for two seconds, and then continued: "I wonder when the court will bring the winter supplies this time. Will it be delayed like last year?"

The room was silent, no one answered.

This is a border fortress and may be attacked by the enemy at any time. Even a three-year-old child knows that priority must be given to ensuring the immediate needs of the army.

Who would have thought that the garrison’s food and military pay would have to be urged again and again?

The emperor sitting high in the court was wary of this and that. It was General Chu before, and now he is Ling Liang.

The emperor was afraid that the military power would be out of control, so wasn't he afraid that his indifferent "this matter will be discussed later" would cause delays to the military aircraft?

The soldiers don't have enough to eat or wear, so how many of them have the strength to work for the Murong family?

If Southwest's protection is broken, how long does he think he can sit on the dragon throne!

There is also the prince. This matter will inevitably involve the prince fanning the flames.

Ling Liang didn't understand the prince's mind. Did the original owner have a grudge against him?

If so, what kind of grudge or hatred caused the prince to fight to the death with the original owner, and gave the original owner such a cruel way to die?

After thinking to no avail, Ling Liang pinched his eyebrows and said: "It's getting late, you all should go back and rest."

Shu Qing looked at him worriedly, "The more exposed you are, the general must rest early."

Ling Liang: "Okay."

Shu Qing and Mo Qi went out and took out some pieces of letter paper. Ling Liang bent down at the desk and started writing a reply to Mrs. Cui.