Zheng Rong said

"Move in quickly, the army is coming!"

There was a lot of voices, and the vendors on both sides of the street hurriedly moved their stalls to make a wide avenue.

The whole street bowed their heads in silence, iron hoofs passed by slowly, and the sound of iron armor resounded in the air.

The young man quietly raised his head and stared blankly at Jiang, his eyes gradually brightened, and the streamer of envy, even in the daytime, was still as bright as stars.

Suddenly a bright yellow chick jumped out of the cage, and the little figure went down the queue.

Unsurprisingly, the horse raised its front hooves amidst the sound of alarm. Seeing that the chicken cub was about to die under the iron hooves, the horse's head turned suddenly, and Huang Tuanzi ran towards freedom unharmed.

But the woman who was anxious to catch her chicken cubs was frightened at the same time and sat paralyzed on the road.The boy next to him caught up in time, and the cat hugged her waist guard to hold her.

I don't blame the woman for being so nervous. If the escaped chicken cubs are sold, half a month's rations will be taken care of for their mother and child.

Yang Zhan dismounted from the horse and walked in front of the mother and the son. He looked majestic and kind, and leaned over to help the woman until he got a withered arm, his hands were wrinkled, and his expression was a little dull.

"Auntie isn't hurt?"

He glanced at the boy who was dodging his eyes again, he was skinny but his eyes were bright.

The woman stood up slowly with her knees propped up, and the soldiers retrieved the chicken cubs and delivered them to her. She took them and held them in her arms as if they were treasures, and thanked them repeatedly.

Yang Zhan winked at his subordinates again, and the soldier took out a piece of silver and handed it to the mother and son.

The woman hastily declined.

"Take it," Yang Zhan stuffed the money into the woman's hand, looked at the young man, "I'll give you more money, kid, so he can go into battle and kill the enemy when he grows strong."

At this time, there was a urging voice, "Uncle."

Looking back, Yang Zhan didn't delay any longer, gave a speech and jumped on the horseback with a smile.

After walking out of the street, the sergeant raised his whip and whipped his horse, and the sound of hooves was loud and mighty, as if he was on the battlefield.

The boy was still standing where he was, watching the dusty sky, his bright eyes like torches.

From sunrise to dusk, except for the windfall, the mother and son did not earn a penny.

"Mom, I want to join the army." The voice was extremely weak.

Hearing this, the woman sighed, "Jie'er, I'm sorry, but I'm just you, you're gone, I'm alone..." Her voice choked up.

Yun Jie hurriedly changed his words to comfort her, "I'm just saying, I will always accompany my mother to serve my mother."

The woman smiled gratifiedly, pale and weak, "Aren't you going to Zhang's house today?"

"Ah, I almost missed the hour, mother, I'm leaving."

Yun Jie jumped up, grabbed a yellowed dry and hard steamed bun, and ran out of the dilapidated hut.

When Yunjie walked away, the woman covered her mouth and coughed violently. In the dark room, she saw a pool of blood on her palm, and the bright red lines faded away.

Fleeing to Yandu five years ago, she had no one to rely on. In order to raise Yunjie, the woman did her best.The Zhang family is considered to be the old employer. At first, she was allowed to do some casual work in the house. In the past two years, seeing that her health was getting worse, she was dismissed. .

The Zhang family is a big family in Fengshi, Yandu. During the war, everyone is in danger. How can they care about the lives of others? It's a good thing.

It's a pity that the lady of the Ling family is not in good health, and her son Yunjie will replace him when he is a few years older. Because of his thin and weak bones, it is difficult to be elegant, so he is arranged to work at night.

Yun Jie took advantage of the darkness and went to the agreed place again.

Only Zhang Zhixiao waited for him in the Zhang family, and he often taught him how to read in private. Thanks to him, Yun Jie did not know a big character, at least he could recognize his own name. Speaking of which, his mother never talked to him His parentage, his father's name, whoever he was, and whoever he was, he didn't know, he asked him before, but every time he made his mother angry, so he didn't ask anymore.Others called him the boy of the Ling family, but his mother only once said seriously that his surname was not Ling. He thought, maybe his father's surname was Yun, and his mother didn't want to bring it up.

"Yunjie!" A familiar voice called him.

Yun Jie got up excitedly and patted the weeds stuck to his trouser legs.

Zhang Zhixiao was about the same age as him, not taller but rounder, with delicate, white and tender eyebrows.

"I know." Yun Jie replied with a smile.

"Do you still remember the poems I taught you yesterday?" Zhang Zhixiao blinked her eyes playfully. If she didn't ask, she would really make people think she was a girl.

Yun Jie walked squarely in a decent manner, pretending to be holding a gun in his hand, and played indiscriminately with eight hundred serious moves, "Looking at the sword with the light on while drunk, dreaming back to the battalion of blowing horns, burning under the command of eight hundred miles, turning fifty strings The sound outside the Great Wall, soldiers on the battlefield in autumn..."

The more you dance, the more vigorous you become, and in the end even the poor Bai Xiang is incomparably sonorous!

Zhang Zhixiao hurriedly stopped him, half-joking with anger and anger, "I am full of indignation that cannot be rewarded with ambition, how can you read it with such pride? No, no!"

Yun Jie put away his 'weapon' and said dissatisfiedly, "Mr. Xin has gray hair, I am in my prime, so don't be like him."

The gold and iron horses he saw during the day seemed to be branded in his heart.

"what are you going to do?"

Yun Jie thought of his mother, and suppressed the word about joining the army.

"Teach me a new word today, so I can memorize it while I work."

Zhang Zhixiao pursed his lips to think, and after a while, picked up a branch and wrote stroke by stroke on the mud floor.

Xu Shi was inspired by Yunjie's chaos and chaos, and wrote another generous poem - Dafengge.

As if he had found a treasure, Yun Jie recited each word silently, pondering over and over again.

In the past, Zhang Zhixiao, who was full of poems and books, only taught him poems about dancing the wind and the moon, but these were really difficult for Yun Jie, who was starved of food.

"I wrote it down! I know you go back and rest."

Yun Jie's feet rubbed against the ground, smoothing out the words, revealing two round thumbs from the worn-out cloth shoes.

"No hurry, I'll stay with you later." Zhang Zhixiao also went to wipe the words on the muddy floor.

For the rest of the night, Yunjie could only use the weak candlelight to chop firewood, do laundry and sweep the courtyard.

Suddenly a figure came over, "I know!"

He knew it was Master Zhang just by the voice, and Yun Jie quickly knelt down.

"father……"

Master Zhang spoke harshly, "I told you a few times, don't fool around with the Ling family boy, seeing how poor he is, you are not afraid of being infected by him! Go back with father, and you are not allowed to come to Chaiyuan again!"

"Yes…"

Zhang Zhixiao lowered his eyebrows and obediently walked out of the courtyard.

Under the dark sky, Yun Jie couldn't see the ground in front of him clearly, but he could still feel the contemptuous eyes pressing on him.

This kind of look is too familiar, it has never been broken since childhood.Even beggars on the street looked down on him, and children dared to bully him, calling him a bastard with a mother but no father.

"No one taught you the difference between superior and inferior, you should also have self-knowledge! In the future, if you pester to know, don't do this job, get out as soon as possible."

Yun Jie remained silent.

"Do you understand?!"

As if if he didn't answer any more, he was going to punch him violently, so Yun Jie could only reply softly, "Understood."

Only then did Master Zhang leave in a huff.

The night was closing in, and the kneeling figure hadn't gotten up for a long time.

To end the affairs of the king and win the fame of life and death?It's better for yourself, to get rid of the humbleness that everyone can bully.