Qi Kuo

The military situation in the frontier is urgent, and the sudden military report made the originally calm national defense army suddenly agitated. The commander has passed away, how to continue.

In the chaos and noise, Hu Chen presided over the overall situation in a hurry, pacified the rioting army everywhere, and dealt with the absurd imperial edict from the imperial city, while organizing the transportation of the deceased general's body Back to the imperial city.

In his spare time, he turned his head to look at the handsome man standing aside with no expression all the time, and sighed softly. Compared with what he was dealing with now, it was obvious that the one standing there was the most difficult to deal with.

He nudged Lin Zheng who was standing beside him with his elbow, and pouting at the place where Chen Ke was standing, said in a low voice, "What should I do?"

Lin Zheng always had a big heart, but now he just shook his head: "He can only come out by himself, we... can't get involved."

Hu Chen wanted to say something, but when he saw someone came in, he put it down and concentrated on the next thing.

Lin Zheng thought for a while, walked to the desk, took up a pen and wrote a few letters, called Huishengniao, which was specially used for interrogation, tied the letter in the letter box next to Huisheng's legs, and put it down.He thought: With such a quick gray voice, I hope the person who receives the letter can come so quickly.

Everyone has his own life, he can only play a supporting role.

A year is but a snap of the fingers, that man named Chen Ke, from an idle person in the military camp who is not favored by everyone, used a powerful method that no one can refuse to forcefully conquer the entire country. In the army, he used his usual style to win the hearts of the army.

A few happy and a few sad.

In a small town named Huaining, a moderately happy event ushered in 11 years ago.

On a rare fine day, Li Lan with braided horns took a candied haws and took a bite carefully, squinted his eyes, looked up at the person who was pacing back and forth in front of his house, and asked in unfamiliar words: : Uncle Zhao, what is Auntie doing in there?Haven't come out after so long?Still... um... yelling so... uncomfortable?

The man in the blue shirt stopped his messy steps, lifted a corner of his clothes, squatted in front of her, and raised his hand to touch her small head.Smiling, the brows and eyes are stained with the taste of spring breeze.He said, "Girl, do you want a younger brother or younger sister?"

Li Lan frowned and thought for a while, with a tangled expression on his small face.Then, she shook her head lightly, and felt that it was not enough to express her meaning, so she shook her head like a splashing drum, and said hurriedly: "Lan'er don't want it! They will compete with Lan'er for food, and Lan'er himself It's not enough to eat... so I don't want it!"

Zhao Wan laughed loudly, picked up the child who was still struggling, and sat on the steps by the door, looking at half of the beautiful green hills and half of the flying yellow sand outside Huaining City, he didn't know what to say about the sadness and joy in his heart.

After so many years, he and she finally ushered in a little life.

So fresh.

When Li Lan hugged the baby with big eyes and dancing hands in her small hands, what she said a few days ago suddenly flashed in her mind, so she immediately wanted to put down the hot potato and bring it from the capital. The food I eat is getting less and less, how can I let this kid snatch it? !

Perhaps the child understood her thoughts, so he babbled and waved his hands towards her.Just when she was a little confused, she only heard her father say with a smile behind her back: "Lan'er still doesn't hug this kid, hey, these two hands are quite strong!"

Zhao Wan patted him on the shoulder with a smile, and said, "Brother Li, let's talk about it later, let these two children get close by themselves."

Li Lan's father and Zhao Wan walked away with a smile, and Li Lan who was standing in the room heard their conversation faintly.

"Hey, what's this kid's name?"

"Zhao Jun"

"all?"

"His mother said. I hope that in the future, buildings will rise from the ground, all things will be equal, and all living beings will be equal."

Li Lan looked at the child in his arms that he was holding tightly again, and saw the silly smile on his fleshy face, and suddenly changed his mind.She thought, I have to treat him better in the future... After all, he wanted to be hugged by me for the first time, and he was so cute... Who made him look so good...

She stretched out her hand and poked the child's tender face, feeling very comfortable, pinched and pulled it again, the child was in pain, and burst into tears with a "wow", she let go of her hand in fright, and the child fell straight down.

Fortunately, Aunt Zhao caught it quickly. She patted the crying child in her arms with one hand, and patted her with the other. She said anxiously, "Lan'er, are you okay? Are you scared?"

Li Lan looked at the gentle eyebrows of the woman in front of him, and shook his head.

She thought, forget it, let's forgive him, Aunt Zhao is so nice, I don't want to treat him badly.Thinking about it, she reached out and poked the boy's chubby cheek, and whispered to herself: "Look, it's all thanks to Aunt Zhao!!"

Zhao Jun opened a pair of bright eyes, unable to understand the world.

Sometimes, the first impression can only be the first impression, for example, the girl Zhao Jun left for Li Lan.

When the child grew up, she hadn't read the book for a few days, and she had to go to the house all day long, and she had to be "very kind" to drag her to the house.The end is a righteous speech: "Sister Li Lan, let me tell you, this is called survival skills!"

Therefore, the entire Huaining knew this devil-in-the-world, and the key was that the devil-in-the-world's master couldn't hold back his presence.

The Demon King of Confusion loves to hear about a general named Zhang Yuan, and also loves to hear about the national defense army in this country called Taihe.From time to time, a black-haired man would emerge from among the old men and women who were gathered together, laughing with all the storytellers and listeners.

His life is wanton and unassuming.

There is no burden, and there is no need.

For him, freedom is the best life.

When he was ten years old, he heard that his favorite General Zhang Yuan had died, and a man named Chen Ke who would pop up from time to time suddenly became important.

He pouted, feeling a little bored, or maybe, this wasn't his life.

Just a little envious.

Young people want to be free, and they always want to taste the prosperity of the world.

Later, while listening to Chen Ke's rise, he tossed peanuts for peach blossom wine. Before he lost his mind, his mind was filled with: I want to too... but I don't want to go to the military camp...

Five years later, Zhao Jun knelt in front of his mother's spiritual tablet, his eyes were red and filled with tears.Zhao Wan sat on a stool beside him with his head down, looking lifeless.

Li Lan walked into the mourning hall cautiously, and after offering incense with his father, he wanted to say something, but was interrupted.Sitting beside Zhao Wan, Father Li poured out a bowl of tea, put it to his lips, and said, "Zhao Wan, Khanba is calling, we might..."

Zhao Wan moved and nodded to show that he understood.

Father Li looked at him and sighed, then looked at Zhao Jun who was kneeling on the ground, and finally said: "We are leaving, do you want to move out with us? After all..."

Zhao Wan shook his head, looked at his wife's bright face on the spiritual seat, opened and closed his dry lips, his voice was no longer as warm as before, but hoarse, he said, "She's still here, where can I go?"

Li Lan's eyes turned red when he heard this, and he turned around to wipe away his tears, but he held back again.Looking down at his toes, he didn't say a word.She wanted to tell Zhao Jun that she was leaving, and she had to remember to look for her later.She wanted to tell him, Zhao Jun, don't be so sad when your aunt is gone, she will get better.She still wanted to say something, but she couldn't say it. Even, the person who should listen couldn't listen now.

Huaining City always seems to be stable and peaceful, giving people a sense of tranquility at any time.Li Lan looked at Zhao Jun who was full of energy beside him, and felt relieved.

Li Lan looked at herself in a dark red outfit, with her hair tied high behind her head, and she thought, this might be the last time she dressed like this.

Some small regrets spread like this.

Li Lan asked him, "Do you want to go and see Chen Ke?"

Zhao Jun shook his head: "I don't want to, it's boring."

For him, Chen Ke has nothing to do with him.

It wasn't until a long time later that Zhao Jun started to get entangled with Chen Ke who had nothing to do with him. When the relationship continued to be cut and the relationship was still chaotic, he wished he could come back and kill himself at this time.

But sometimes the unforgettable memory is not something he can grasp, and he can only accept it naturally.

After a few days, Zhao Jun didn't see Li Lan anymore. At the same time, there seemed to be more people outside Huaining City.There are people who have fled in a hurry, and there are people who are in a hurry to leave home and go to other places.Even the amiable green hills outside the city seemed to no longer be verdant, and the other half of the yellow sand in the sky seemed to be surging, and it was blowing towards Huaining City with its teeth and claws all day long under the leadership of the strong wind.

Zhao Jun stayed in the place where he usually performed with his father, and sat there, looking at Zhao Wan's expression, and said, "Dad, is this our last performance?"

Zhao Wan touched the tool next to him and said, "If Huaining can survive this time, it won't be the last time, but if not..."

Zhao Jun hummed, silently packed up the equipment, and prepared to start.There was a lot of voices off the field, and the field was sad.

Zhao Jun rarely saw Zhao Wan like this, silent, lonely, serious, with a strong sense of sadness all over his body.He sighed, waiting for Zhao Wan's last ventriloquist performance.

Zhao Jun once asked Zhao Wan: "Father, why do we perform ventriloquist?"

At that time, Zhao Wan patted his head, handed him the candied haws, and said, "Because our Zhao family has performed ventriloquist for generations, I can't let ventriloquist stop here."

Zhao Jun nodded ignorantly, concentrated on eating the candied haws in his hand, and didn't pay much attention to the faint disappointment in Zhao Wan's mouth.

He has always known that Zhao Wan wanted to go to the scientific research. In Zhao Wan's heart, the ambition to serve the country has never faded, but he can only be forced to pass on the ventriloquism.It must be a lie to say that he is not lost, but he can't resist, he can only obey.

In desperation, many times, ideals and aspirations are always incompatible with reality.

Zhao Wan opened his voice, a golden and iron horse, with a magnificent momentum.

Zhao Jun sat aside silently, watching the tears gradually welling up in Zhao Wan's eyes.

Three times and two times.

The sound is hard to bear.

Perhaps, something is over.

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Newly repaired, fix some things.

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