I'm afraid you'll be widowed

The army traveled both starry and night, and sent troops southward, heading straight to Jianzhou.

At that time, the Japanese pirates had been invading the people along the coast for many days. On the day Pei Ying was stationed, he encountered a group of pirates.

The Japanese pirates in Jianzhou have been entrenched for many years and are rampant. Pei Gong led his men to push the Japanese out of the waters of Jianzhou.

The garrison fell like a raging fire, and in just a dozen days, the sea area has indeed calmed down a lot.

But sailing water battles are different after all.

What's more, the Japanese often arrested fishermen Danhu as hostages, which made people have to be scruples.

Although Pei Gong was brave and good at fighting, he came to a completely unfamiliar environment after all, and his understanding of the Japanese pirates was not as detailed as that of the Tatars.

However, seeing the blood, Pei Gong didn't show any discouragement, instead he killed even more ruthlessly.

No Japanese pirates were afraid of him, so they had to run away in the end.

When returning to the camp, Pei Ying lifted Pei Gong's collar and frowned involuntarily.

The knife wound in front of his eyes was glaring, and the blood gushed out like water that opened the gate, sticking the clothes together, making people unbearable to look directly at.

Pei Ying couldn't help but lower her brows: "You can dodge it obviously, what are you doing to get that knife?"

"Wait until the medicine hurts, bear with it."

As he spoke, he called the military doctor to clean up Pei Gong's wound.

Pei Gong lightly frowned and sucked in a breath, and forced a wry smile from the corner of his mouth: "Second brother."

"The knife that hurt you before, let's pay it back now."

Pei Ying curled her lips: "You son of a bitch."

"Are you taking Joe with me here? Do you want Shu Shupizi?"

Pei Gong then laughed.

"It's not a serious injury, don't tell your family, lest father and elder brother worry."

He looked at the peaceful and peaceful Fucheng in the distance, and his thin lips parted: "Second Brother, Cen Xi's Jianzhou City is very beautiful."

"As beautiful as Suncheon."

Pei Ying followed Pei Gong's gaze and sighed softly: "Yes, if there were no Japanese pirates burning, killing and looting, this would be a land of prosperity."

"The Japanese pirates were beaten to the ground today, and you did a great job."

"Good boy, you are worthy of being the son of our Pei family."

Hearing the praise, Pei Gong didn't seem overjoyed, but thought for a while: "Second brother, I've noticed in the past few days that Japanese pirates are different from Tatars."

"The Tatars want to occupy land, but the Japanese pirates only want to plunder the people. It is useless for them to fight back once or twice."

"They can't play in one style."

Pei Ying looked strangely at Pei Gong's body, and said, "You son of a bitch, you're pretty good."

Pei Gong couldn't care less about the pain anymore, he only cared about tearing apart the map beside him.

"The Tatar grasslands are vast. If you want more grasslands, you can raise livestock. If we play the main force, they can roam around on the grasslands."

"However, the Japanese pirates live on these islands, only to harass and plunder. If there is no shore, there is no way for them to recuperate in the sea."

"The nests they stayed in had to be stabbed in one go."

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Although Shuntian is thousands of miles away from Jianzhou, but for some reason, Fang Cenxi just felt a sharp pain in his heart.

His brows were deeply frowned, and then he saw a vague and chaotic glimmer of light.

Tired brows and eyes were finally lifted slowly, but the surroundings were all unfamiliar scenes.

Only the familiar white cat curled up into a ball, sleeping soundly at the foot of the bed.

Fang Cenxi touched her side subconsciously: "Jian Rang..."

But the quilt around him was cold, and at this moment, there was no one there.

There is no trace of anyone living in this house.

There was no clothes on the hanger, the teacup hadn't been used by anyone, even Pei Gong's smell had become very faint.

Fang Cenxi was startled, and suddenly felt cold for no reason, and became panicked.

He braced himself up and looked around.

"Thrifty..."

At the same time, the door was slowly being pushed open.

Seeing this, Mrs. Gu hurriedly took two steps forward to advise: "Mr. Fang Lang, don't get up rashly."

For the first time, Fang Cenxi showed anxiety on his dignified expression: "Where is Jianmao?"

Mrs. Gu smiled and said: "Jian Rang and his second brother Ling Jin went to Jianzhou to control the Japanese. I'm afraid they won't be able to come back for a while."

"Jian Rang entrusts us to take good care of you before leaving, don't be restrained."

"This is Jian Rang's house in Liang Guogong's mansion, you just need to rest in peace."

Fang Cenxi lowered his eyes and murmured, "Jianzhou..."

"He really went to Jianzhou..."

Pei Xuan, who was walking behind, slowly entered the house. Seeing the situation in the house, he couldn't help being overjoyed immediately: "Hurry up and write to Jianzhou and tell Jian Rang that Fang Langjun is awake."

Fang Cenxi raised his eyelids, then nodded lightly with limited strength: "Your Majesty and Madam."

Pei Xuanci smiled kindly: "You don't have to be polite, it's our Pei family who should thank you."

"It's good if you wake up, Jianjian will have letters for you every day, if you eat something, I'll ask the servants to bring it over for you to see."

Pei Gong's letters are all ordinary greetings, but the handwriting is smeared, as if he still doesn't know how to write.

Fang Cenxi seemed to be able to see Pei Gong scratching his ears and cheeks in front of the desk, so he couldn't help laughing.

Pei Xuan and his wife took care of others with great dedication.

By the time Fang Cenxi was able to get out of bed, Jianzhou had already given his first victory, so Pei Gong's daily greetings were not lacking, and there would be a few more words in the sky and one sentence in the sky, but it was just about yesterday's talk about the piece he took away. Ivory carvings that can protect peace, today tell the fishy smell in the southeast is really unbearable.

The only constant is one letter per day, never interrupted.

Afterwards, Fang Cenxi felt that it was a good time, so he bid farewell to Liang Guogong's mansion, took the last bits and pieces from Tianshui Lane, picked up Bailanghua, and moved to the house on Qipan Street.

That's what he promised Pei Gong.

He can no longer break his promise.

It was not until the eighth day of the seventh month that the news of the great victory was finally delivered to Beijing.

At that time, they separated from each other for half a year.

Pei Gong finally heard the good news of Fang Cenxi's waking up, and the letter sent by someone was naturally delivered to Fang Cenxi by the people of Liang Guogong's mansion early in the morning.

Although Fang Cenxi was still patient and somewhat reserved, he opened the envelope with both hands very neatly.He only saw two light announcements were drawn out by him, and they were completely unfolded with a flick of the sky.

The familiar handwriting immediately came into my eyes calmly.

Sincerely, Cen Xi:

Spread the letter like face to face, hope to see you soon.

Now the big injustice is over, and the stigma is gone.It has been more than three months since the army defended the sea defense line, and the southeast Japanese plague has been brought to an end.Now all the thieves and bandits are driven overseas, the boat capsizes and the waves swell, and the rats run away with their heads in their arms, only the wandering soldiers are scattered and brave.

Linyuan has worked tirelessly for more than [-] years, devoted all his efforts and never slacked off, and his wish finally came true.A few days ago, I entered the Jianzhou government, and now the city gate is strong, the situation is stable, the people are stable, and the sea is clear and the river is clear.In the past, Fang Lian, a magistrate, was a literati with a strong character. He drove away the evil bandits with a thin body, abandoned paper and pen to guard the tower, and died in the city.

Fortunately, on this road, three or five old men in Wenfang Lane collected their own money, and they collected the remains of Fang Zhifu's right finger bones and knives.Now all the confessions have been properly collected, and they can all be handed over to Cen Xi after returning to Beijing.

The army is invincible and has broken the Japanese battalion. After three or two months, it will return to Beijing to offer victory.The two of us used to have grievances in one sheath, especially from ourselves, so that Cen Xi has not been repaid for a long time.Today, I can finally return the remains of Fangzhifu and bring Lianming, and then return the people in the southeast coast to be healthy and peaceful.

Looking forward to Linyuan, forgive one or two out of ten, and for the remaining few minutes, I will follow Baodi's words, even if the past is not the same, and I will allow you and me to stay the same for the rest of our lives, and keep the mountains and rivers, the sun and the moon together.

Jian Rang autograph

Fang Cenxi looked at the two thin sheets of paper expressionlessly, but turned them over and over again in his hands. For a moment, he didn't know whether the letter paper was too long or the past that was dusty in his memory was too thick. Can see enough.

Like him, his father was nothing more than a mere literati.

But my father carried the heavy military flag on the tower, and he did not allow the city residents to die.

Although Fang Cenxi survived the Japanese riots in Jianzhou, he felt that he had carried something on his back since then. The distant Shuntian probably also had an invisible flag, which had already weighed him down. .

But in such a life, there is a Pei Gong.

Rao was sent to Xianghai's big prison by him, and was teased countless times by him, but he still shaved off his deepest nightmares with his own hands.

Fang Cenxi seems to have relieved the heaviest depression in his chest for the first time in more than 20 years. For the first time, he was able to look at the sky with a smile, skip to drink peanut soup, and eat Taiping Yan like before he was five years old.

The sea breeze blowing over the city tower should have a salty taste, not the salty taste of blood.

The gates of the city at sunset should have been strong, not because someone used their flesh to build the last wall.

In the dream at midnight, there will no longer be that long, distressed sigh calling him "Linyuan".

I don't know whether it was overjoyed, or the past was bleak, with little mottled and salty, it fell on the letter paper unknowingly.

Fang Cenxi realized later, hurriedly collected the letter from Pei Gong with some distress, and carefully put it back into the envelope.

Bai Langhua curled her tail and arched her arms in his arms, she was still squinting lazily at this moment, sleeping soundly.Even its original white coat color cannot escape the light divided into small grids by the window frame, and it is covered with a layer of orange.

Fang Cenxi's hand slowly stroked Bai Langhua's back.

It wasn't until this moment that he finally truly felt that everything seemed to be really over.

The calm after the storm is so precious.

He thought, Pei Gong is still the same as before, just a fool.

Why did this person apologize to him in the letter?Obviously he owed Pei Gong more.

Pei Gong rescued him again and again, supporting him to firmly believe in the integrity and goodwill in this world; he was rejected in several weighings, but he never let go of his sincerity to him; he drove the invaders and defended the border for him, and fulfilled his father's will.

These many things are already enough to dilute the grievances that they had when they first met.

Injuries and pains are real, but these pains have already become the deepest bond in the world.

In the long days and months since then, it was he who should pay back Pei Gong, not Pei Gong who should pay him back.

Fang Cenxi gently gathered the cloak that was draped over his shoulders, and looked sideways in the direction of the light.

The setting sun outside the window is like a torch, and the clouds and flames are dancing.

The late return of the sunset seems to be a burst of wildfire in the sky, which is about to burn up all those tragic past events and the Fang family's more than ten years of injustice.

In the end, reflecting his frugality again, he rode his horse/triumph from a distance.