Da Deyun

The New Year's Eve dinner is lively for the whole family, parents, wives and children drink together at the same table for reunion and harmony.This is the time when the new year is over and they are about to get busy. The young master and Atao were pulled up early in the morning and placed in the front yard to receive guests.

If it's an academy student, it's nothing more than a disciple of Guomen, everyone is familiar with the way, so you can come in and say hello and New Year's greetings by yourself.But those old gentlemen and the elders of the master's generation all have to be greeted. How can someone come in and say a few words before walking out in disgrace? Isn't it too rude to spread the word.

The two boys were busy outside, so the elders naturally went to find Mr. Da; the female relatives who came with them, aunts and aunts all went to the backyard to chat with the wife.

The two masters were very busy, one greeted and the other saw off, and after walking around a few times, they didn't see any time for them to talk.After working for an hour, Shaobing and the hall master came. Before entering the inner courtyard to greet the teacher and his wife to greet the New Year, we kowtowed in the master's study and came out, but we were stopped by our young master.

Shaobing Daxiao also lived at home, after the two of them fought and chatted a few words, they still helped go to the front yard to entertain those young masters in Shengjing City.

The gentlemen looked cheerful, and couldn't help sighing when they chatted a few words, it would be great if these boys had such energy to study on weekdays.

The hall master looked a little preoccupied, the young master took a look, greeted the others and dragged him to the inner courtyard.

"What's the matter with you?"

The young master said, with the joy of New Year's Eve in his expression.

"When will the braid come back?"

Hall master said.

"Mother has been thinking about you all the time, and I don't know how to come here sooner. I have been busy all morning!"

The young master was still smiling, not only answering irrelevant questions, but even intentionally interrupting his words, and raised his voice.

"You say you, my mother treats you better than me! I don't know how to come and help me earlier, I am this morning..."

"Hey, my legs are sore."

Talking non-stop, isn't it just a broken mouth.

The hall master followed and walked in, with a warm smile on his lips, and nodded to the servants and maidservants who passed by to salute from time to time.

It's Chinese New Year, but this Shengjing is covered with frost and snow.

The two of them entered the inner courtyard and passed the side door of Hehui Hall. Before entering the house, please An avoided the door and went around the wooden corridor on the right to the back garden, covered in snow.

In the end, he avoided everyone and entered the warm pavilion next to the study through the side door of the yard of Mr. Study.

I just opened the front door and invited Ann to go out, and came back after such a long circle.

The hall master didn't even come to ask, but after leaving like this, the originally uncertain worry became even more frowning.

The two of them didn't sit for a long time, and the voices of the guests outside gradually faded away.

Mr. opened the door and entered.

"Master."

The two children got up and stood aside respectfully.

The gentleman sat down by the table and opened an old book in the middle of the table.The corners are particularly tattered, and it looks like it has been flipped through from time to time; it looks inconspicuous and very unimportant, and it is much older than the carefully collected ones on the bookshelf.

Cover the page with four fingers, push the page with the thumb, and when the pages are turned into a shadow, there is a letter in the middle.

Mr. Da took out the letter, pushed it on the table, closed the book and said, "Look."

The young master was still standing upright, the hall master took a glance and understood it, it was only him who didn't know.

The handwriting on the letter can be recognized as Xiao Zhui'er's handwriting at a glance. The long speech at the beginning is just greetings to the teacher and news of the happy dragon and phoenix. Only the last two sentences make people's hearts tremble.

"Let's say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, and the past will never come back. The teacher's joy is better than the old year."

Only the words in this sentence are different from the previous long speech; it is cursive script.

Originally, the family letter didn't care about these minor details, so I could write whatever I wanted.But Meng Hetang knew that Xiao Zhui'er didn't like to practice calligraphy when he was a child, and he would definitely be lazy whenever the master left homework to copy the essays.

The master always said: Xiao Zhui'er's writing is even more cursive than cursive script.

After a long time, I don't ask him to know anything, but I just ask that the writing is neat and not embarrassing.This running script and clerical script are the most unfavorable to him, and the most neat strokes are the most neat. He is tired of writing, but he can still write happily in cursive.

Although the writing at the beginning is average, it is neat and tidy, making it obvious that it is running script at a glance, and it becomes more and more sloppy as it goes towards the back, and the last sentence of congratulations is a real cursive script.

Looking at it makes people feel that I am impatient in writing, and the last line is written.

How dare he be impatient with his brother-in-law and master who raised him.

If he communicated with his master, he must force himself to write every word for fear of being criticized, how dare he have such words.

"Master..."

When the hall master raised his head, his voice was trembling, and apart from the disbelief in his eyes, it was more the pain.

"Mother brought this back yesterday."

The young master said.

"Master, this can't be..." He was a little at a loss and even breathless, clutching the letter paper and biting his lips.

Saying goodbye to the old and welcoming the new, saying goodbye to the new year and welcoming the new.

Saying goodbye to the old is ridiculous.

The husband's eyes stopped on the table, and he couldn't tell whether he was tired or bored, but he was used to it after watching too much.

"If my uncle's letter enters Beijing now, people will definitely be watching. The situation is not good, so we can't patronize and grieve."

The young master was so solemn that he pressed the hall master's shoulder, as if giving him strength but also as if he was powerless to support him.

"The imperial decree will come down soon, Xiao Ting and Yan Hexiang are the most likely candidates."

Mr. Da did not look up, but looked at the old books on the table.

Said: "The goods trade in the south is getting better and better, and it is more enviable than in the northwest; you have to be prepared."

A swordless battle.

According to the news received, His Majesty will send someone to the southern border to replace the original garrison, and then transfer the garrison to Tianjin City to be trained by Yun Lei, just like the Xuanjia Army back then.

"Yes." The hall master finally nodded.

Unlike the guards in front of the palace back then, Meng Hetang never backed down.

It's not like in the past when the enemy was destroyed in the dense forest, the golden bow and feather arrow passed through the chest.

It has become the powerlessness of fireworks, the darkness of burning out candles, and the bone-chilling coldness of snow turning into ice.

Meng Hetang was unable to protect anything in the end, including his innocent heart.

It is said that drinking ice for ten years can hardly cool the blood; it is so cold that the heart is so cold that it is no longer as vigorous as before.

"Son, it's not yet the time for you to mourn the spring and the autumn." Mr. Da got up and held Meng Hetang's hand, feeling that the rough horizontal lines were full of callus marks.

Said: "Be patient, at least you have to spend this year's Mid-Autumn Festival with your parents."

Today is the first day of the Lunar New Year, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It was nothing more than eight months. Meng Hetang felt uncomfortable when he heard it, as if he couldn't wait.

"Master, Deyun's lineage is loyal to the emperor and protects the country. Xiaozhuer and I have no regrets in our hearts."

He stood there, speaking coldly and ruthlessly.

"In order to pacify the Northwest, Xiao Zhuang was seriously injured and almost died, and Luo's illness has not recovered yet."

"For the struggle between the DPRK and China, in the Battle of Meiling, Jiuling Danan was seriously injured, and Yang Jiu had a miscarriage."

"In order to go to Tianjin to dispatch troops, when Tao Yang sent me out of the city secretly, in order to protect me, he was shot by a poisonous arrow from the Grand Master's Mansion."

"In order to defend Miyagi, I personally ordered that I never back down, and I killed Miss Yu who was protecting Jiuliang."

"In order to eradicate the rebels, you were trapped in the academy as bait and almost died."

"In order to clean up the civil strife for the barbarians..." He began to tremble, his eyes were red as if they were about to overflow with blood, and tears fell down in strings.

Trying to hold my breath: "For the sake of the barbarians, I personally killed Lao Qin and Yuxi with arrows..."

"Child..." The husband wanted to stop him, but when he opened his mouth, he found that even his own voice was very deep.

"Master..." the hall master cried again.

This person who values ​​love and righteousness and is often tormented by not being able to satisfy both sides, remembered that he was also a passionate young man who was determined to be loyal to the emperor and serve the country.

"We didn't do anything wrong, why did we end up in this situation?"

"Deyun's lineage has caused countless deaths and injuries. Who is this who is sorry for whom!"

He was hysterical, and what he questioned was not the master, but himself. ——In the end, why did you do it.

Is it worth it?

"Brother Meng!" The young master grasped his arm, but couldn't say a word with his red eyes; he just wanted to suppress his voice and stabilize his flushed face and bulging veins.

A few flakes of snow blew in through the cutout window, sweeping across the gentleman's eyebrows.

Mr. Da twitched the corners of his mouth and smiled bitterly, and said: "It's normal for the cunning rabbit to die and the lackey to cook it."

Although Liu Xiaoting is young, he is always smart. Although he doesn't talk much on weekdays, it is good that he has "smart eyes and ears".The court is dangerous and he has his own precautions. Since he came back from the northwest to discuss meritorious service, his value has risen and the boat has risen, and he immediately saw something wrong.

I didn't go home on New Year's Eve yesterday, because I heard that my wife was going back to Beijing and hurried to pick it up, I also wanted to ask if Tianjin had noticed anything; I mentioned it to the hall master on the way because I had doubts and couldn't be sure.

He had noticed His Majesty's suspicion early on and intended to switch defenses; as long as he got back the soldier talisman, he would have no scruples about De Yun's lineage.

It's just that the Northwest Garrison is all Er Ye's people, and the soldiers and horses trained by Er Ye for many years have won the hearts of the army; if there is no suitable reason, he can't stop him.

The only ones who can replace the northwest garrison are the Xuanjia Army and the Forbidden Army. The Forbidden Army guards the palace city and has insufficient experience in battlefield battles, so it cannot be used; there are not many elite soldiers in the Xuanjia, and it is okay to stay in one city to guard His Majesty. It is far from enough to station in the northwest .

As I said yesterday, Liu Xiaoting felt relieved after listening to the hall master's words; the hall master thought about it and realized that there was something wrong, and when he returned home, he sent a thin letter to the pigeons in Tianjin, and he didn't see the pigeons coming back this morning. He knew something was wrong.

Unexpectedly, His Majesty really moved the southern border.

Even though the Southern Territory was handed over to Yun Lei in public, all those who went there were His Majesty's people.

The southern border is full of small things, and it is also a place for business exchanges between various countries. The name of the Xuanjia Army is worthy and can be defended; Elite soldiers guard the southern border, and the Haocheng army beside Yun Lei is no match for the southern border garrison at all.

Right and wrong depends entirely on His Majesty's Sacred Heart.

At that time, Yun Lei had a secret conversation with his master, and the two of them thought about it carefully. His Majesty in the southern region had already made arrangements, and no matter who he was, he had to be a puppet he could rest assured of, to block the rebels who had different intentions in the court; Yun Lei thought so much to push it away, because he was afraid of this day; the puppet is really not easy.

One step wrong, step by step wrong.

How can a king who has experienced heavy officials control the government and force the palace to rebel still trust others.

The hall master closed his eyes, only to feel that the hot tears that had just overflowed his eyes were instantly cold and ran across his face.

It is said that this world is ruthless, and fate is cruel; and I don't know, human nature is cruel, and the snow in the middle of winter is not as cruel as heart.

When he smiled, the corners of his mocking mouth overflowed with steam, and he twirled a few times in the air.

"My people intercepted your letter from Feige yesterday." The young master said.

"A team from the Forbidden Army was sent out. When the old uncle returned to Tianjin, His Majesty was suspicious. This time, he was being watched closely."

"Last night, I originally wanted the dark guard to notify you to come here as soon as possible to avoid those guests. I didn't expect to find someone staring at the Meng Mansion, so I sneaked into the yard and knocked down from another place when you were releasing the pigeons." .”

It's not that His Majesty is impatient now, that person was originally looking at Liu Xiaoting; he stayed in Miyagi for a long time, although he didn't talk much, but there were many temptations in his words, and he came in to investigate privately. It's related to the deployment of troops, he's still young, and the hall master and the second master are not around, so it's inevitable that he will be targeted.

The hall master waited at the mansion for a long time in the morning, but he didn't see the pigeon coming back, and then he realized that something was wrong. Hearing the young master's words, his pupils shrank suddenly in shock.

"Don't worry, it wasn't leaked." The young master frowned and nodded reassuringly, for fear that he would put shackles on himself again and insist on condemning himself to punish him.

Luckily, Liu Xiaoting was smart and didn't show too many lies; before His Majesty gave an order, these people just stared at him. Yesterday, he stopped talking with the hall master on the street, turned around and went home to celebrate the new year. Just in case Naturally, I want to go to the Meng Mansion to have a look.

Fortunately, the pigeon was released from the hall master's study room, and was shot down before it could fly out of the inner courtyard; the other was slower to move, and was shot down by His Majesty's secret soldiers when it went out of the front yard. Today, there is no such good situation .

"So, Xiao Zhui'er has already noticed something." The hall master lowered his eyelashes and murmured, "Tianjin...Tianjin is also being targeted by His Majesty."

"Not at all." Mr. Big turned around, sat down on the mahogany chair covered with velvet carpet, and tapped the handle of the chair habitually with his fingertips.

The main camp of the Haocheng army is also the ancestral home of the Guo family, and there are quite a few people with braids, but I have noticed that your majesty is suspicious, and I don't know what to do now.

Mr. Da said: "You have to find a way to meet Xiao Ting these days, and the two of you will have a face-to-face meeting to settle things before the imperial edict."

If you have to die, it should never be you children; your future has just begun.

The hall master looked at the master for a long time, feeling the tears in his eyes slide down into ice with an expressionless face; finally his eyes became sour, and he knelt down and kowtowed heavily.

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The morality of the family and the country is in the heart, and parents and teachers are behind.

Meng Hetang, there is no way to retreat.