Rebirth of a Star General

The war between Da Wei and uto finally won.

After the defeat of uto, the head of the kingdom of uto himself wrote a letter of descent, asking the prince and his envoys to come to plead guilty. He promised that in the next hundred years, he would not take the initiative to send troops and form an alliance with Wei to become a subordinate state of great Wei. And the prince will stay in the great Wei as a proton, to show submission.

Emperor Zhaokang was very happy. All the officers and men who led their troops to the battlefield were rewarded. Among them, Hou Heyan was granted the title of "Guiyue" when he was a general of Wu'an. Since then, she is the first female general in the history of Wei Dynasty.

In the courtyard, hesui looked at the congratulatory gifts piled up in front of the door and became worried. He only said, "cloth and rice can be kept for a long time. What should we do with these fruits and melons? There are not many people in my family. I'm afraid it will be destroyed before eating. "

He Yunsheng took a look: "send me to my brother-in-law's house. My brother-in-law has many family members. However, Dad, if you are worried about eating this kind of thing, you are insulting Heyan's appetite. "

"You said that about your sister!" He Sui slapped him on the side and said, "give Yan Yan the soup in the kitchen!"

He Yunsheng rolled his eyes and went to the kitchen.

He Yan is sitting in the room to watch his latest homework. Xiao Jue is sitting beside her. She is very inconvenient to walk now. Her leg injury is no longer good for a while. She is not a person who can sit down. She can be read 100 times by Bai Rongwei and he Sui every day.

Sitting in front of Heyan, he Yunsheng came in from the outside, holding a porcelain basin in his hand, and put it in front of Heyan. He said angrily, "father, please help yourself with the bone soup you stew. Drink it."

"Why bone soup again?" Heyan's face was bitter. She was not picky. She couldn't hold the bone soup three times a day. Looking at the soup pot which was bigger than her face, she would have oil in her stomach.

"Didn't you hurt your leg? Dad said you can make up for what you eat After a pause, he finally couldn't hold back his mouth and taught: "it's said that one hundred days, since you have injuries to your legs, don't run around if you have injuries on your legs. Can't you have a good rest at home? The emperor has granted your leave. Why don't you take your body as your body... "

He talked incessantly, more like a father than hesui. Heyan couldn't bear it and looked at Xiao Jue for help. But this person clearly saw her embarrassment, unexpectedly only sits, drinks the tea lightly.

He Yunsheng finished and asked Xiao Jue, "brother-in-law, do you think what I said is right?"

"Not bad," Xiao Jue replied leisurely

"Did you hear that, Heyan," he Yunsheng was more and more confident with the support of others, "you know something about it!"

"I..."

"No, I'm going to feed Xiangxiang." He Yunsheng crackled and said that he was happy and dropped a sentence: "drink up the soup, dad made it by himself, and a drop can't be left." Out of the door.

He Yan saw him go out, staring at the bowl of soup in front of him, and finally looked at Xiao Jue: "Xiao Jue..."

"No way." The man's answer was heartless.

He Yan looked at him, a little headache: "Xiao Dudu, you this is revenge, this is how long, still angry?"

He raised his eyebrows: "I'm not angry."

He Yan looked at it and suddenly thought that the last time she thought of Xiao Jue, she was still in the camp of Jijun.

It was the day when she came down with two thousand soldiers. Some people in the Yan Family army couldn't resist the uto people's provocation. On the spur of the moment, the plan changed temporarily. In the city, she took the sword of the uto people and fought with them. The soldiers and horses outside the city can't enter. Someone has to open the gate. She and the king of Jiangjiao fight to the side of the tower.

The officers and soldiers are never alone in the battle. If they are outnumbered, they will fall behind. If they want to run to the tower, they will be regarded as targets.

He Yan was also injured.

Her leg was cut by the uto knife, the wound was deep visible bone, every step, the wound pulled muscles and muscles, deep pain. Wang Ba and Jiang Jiao are afraid that she can't hold on for long, but she insists.

The gate of the city finally opened, and the soldiers and horses outside the city finally entered the city, and they won the battle.

When he Yan got off the horse, his right leg was unconscious. After a long period of activity, the pants are dyed red with blood, and the cloth is glued together with the flesh and blood. When it is torn off, it is accompanied by the skin, which makes people feel numb at a glance.

Lin Shuanghe turned pale the first time he saw his wound. She was helped to the camp. He Yan had already shed too much blood at that time. As soon as he collapsed, he was so sleepy that he could hardly open his eyes. When he was in a daze, he had only one thought in his heart. When he was finished, he did not go back alive. Xiao Jue must be angry again.

In fact, she was not afraid of Xiao Jue's anger. Although Xiao Jue was a little easier to get angry than she was, she was still very easy to coax.

But she was afraid that Xiao Jue was really angry, because he Yan knew that he had never been really angry with her in the past.

Lin Shuanghe has been busy in her tent all day and night. When Heyan wakes up, the light in the tent flickers slightly. Someone sits on the ground and dozes off. He Yan wakes up when he moves.

"Ah, brother Lin," He Yan chuckled, his voice was a little dry, "my friend's wife can't play. Did you sleep with me all night here?"Lin Shuanghe only looked at her with a serious look and said, "Heyan, you must rest."

Lin Shuanghe was very dangerous to save people. Her life was not easy to be saved. However, although her life was saved, if she did not have a good rest, she would be able to keep her leg in the future.

He Yan's face is pale, smile at him, "that can't do, the battle has not finished."

Just as Yan he was on his deathbed, he knew that strenuous activity would make the poison spread faster and become his life telling charm, but he still had to fight with injuries, just like he Yan. At the most critical time, if we do not seize the opportunity and let the uto get the chance to fight back, it will be very troublesome.

"You bandage me up a little bit," He Yan said, "try not to affect me in the battlefield

"You're not afraid, your right leg..."

"The big deal is a lame," He Yan said with a smile, "and it can't be OK."

She struggled to get up, without any pause to arrange the next battle.

Lin Shuanghe once thought that he Yan's leg was really irresistible.

But he Yan is a bit more lucky than Yanhe.

On the way back from Jijun to shuojing, Lin Shuanghe applied all his life's learning to Heyan. At the beginning, he Yan's situation was really bad. When Lin Shuanghe wrote a letter, he didn't know how to write. Later, he was better. He told the whole story in his reply. However, something went wrong at the post station, which worried Xiao Jue for many days.

But this leg injury, now is to take good care of.

He Yan looked at him: "are you really not angry?"

Xiao Jue looked at the tea in front of her.

She quickly covered her chest: "Oh, my legs..."

For a moment, the man was busy looking at her and saw that she was so pretentious. He snorted: "what you hurt is your leg. What chest do you cover?"

"It's the leg that hurts, the heart hurts." He Yan looked at him bitterly, "I was already hurt, you are still so indifferent..."

Knowing that the lie of the people in front of him opened his mouth like a singer, he still sighed. Finally he went to her and sat down and asked, "is it really painful?"

He Yan was positive: "yes, but if you say two words of concern and sympathy, it may not hurt."

Xiao Jue:

He was laughed at with anger again.

Seeing that he was smiling, he Yan looked at him with his cheek, pulled his sleeve and said, "OK, don't be angry. Next time, I will take good care of myself and not take my life as a joke. This time I have worried you for so long. It's my fault. I don't know that the post station can still make mistakes! "

She's got the black pot on her back.

Xiao Jue's eyes fell on her. She was so funny on her face that she could not see any depression at all. However, she did not know the fear in her heart when she could not be found at that time.

He is not angry, more, mostly in the other party in danger, can not help themselves just.

But he also knew that if he did it again, he would still make the same choice, and he would do the same.

But she is still there. It is enough for her to be able to make fun of herself.

After a moment, he looked at Heyan and bent his lips, "OK."

Heyan was overjoyed: "that's right. I'm..."

"But I won't finish the soup for you."

"……"

He Yan: "Xiao Jue, you are really mean."

……

Two days later, he Yan and Xiao Jue went to see Xia Chengxiu.

He Yan originally thought that he would see a sad and unhappy girl, but to her surprise, Xia Chengxiu looked pretty good.

When he Yan saw her, she was shaking a small red lacquer drum, teasing the baby in the bamboo basket. The baby's eyes were open, their eyes were rolling with the little drum, and their mouths were babbling and babbling, and they didn't know what to say. Xia Chengxiu was amused by him.

He Yan called out: "Chengxiu girl." Xia chengxiucai saw her, surprised for a moment, then said: "he girl."

Xia Chengxiu has lost a lot of weight and looks very broad in clothes. However, he looks good. He doesn't know if he is a mother and becomes more gentle. He Yan originally wanted to comfort her so that Xia Chengxiu could feel better. Now he saw it and found that what he had prepared for seemed useless.

"Miss Chengxiu, how are you these days?" He Yan thought for a long time, but he only asked.

"Not bad." Xia Chengxiu said with a smile, "it's not hard to live with Mu Xia."

He Yan is a little sad when he hears the speech. Xia Chengxiu looks at her and laughs, "Miss He, don't feel sorry for me. When I first learned of Yanhe's news, I couldn't accept it. I even thought that I would leave with him. However, with the development of Moxia, some of the original obsession gradually dissipated. "

"When I married Yanhe, I knew that there might be such a day. I just didn't expect to come so early. " She bowed her head and laughed, "but since I have chosen, there is nothing to say. Yanhe has gone, and the living should live a good life. " She looked at Mu Xia in the basket and said, "I think heaven is not too cruel to me. At least, let me still have Musha."She was born to live a thorough life. There was no need for Heyan to say some words, and Xia Chengxiu understood them. However, Heyan thought that sometimes excessive wisdom and understanding may make people feel more distressed.

She spoke with Xia Chengxiu for a while before she got up to leave.

After that, he Yan went to Hongshan home again.

Unlike stone and Huang Xiong, Hongshan still has a younger brother and an old mother. Hongshan's mother is in tears every day. Heyan helps to find the school library, so that Hongshan's younger brother can go to school, and helps his mother's family. As Xia Chengxiu said, the dead are no longer there, and those who stay have to live a good life.

What she can do for Hongshan is to take care of his family for him.

……

In winter, the flag with the word "wine" written in Linjiang restaurant is blown by the wind. The strong man with a broadsword went up to the woman who sold wine and asked in a gruff voice, "is there apricot flower wine?"

The woman looked up and saw the man with scar on his face and the look of banditry. She was afraid for a moment and whispered, "excuse me, sir. There is no apricot flower wine in winter, only rice wine."

She thought that the ferocious man must be angry, but he only said, "three bowls of rice wine." He put the money on the table and went straight in.

The woman was stunned for a moment, and then she got up in a hurry and went to the wine jar to scoop wine.

Wang Bawang looked at the small winery with a silent look.

Before he came here, he went to the bandit's stronghold and gave the money he earned from this trip to his brothers, telling them not to rob them in the future. Look at the stockaded village, it's very good to raise fish in all kinds of places. The life of cutting edge and licking blood should not be touched in the future.

When he went to Jiuchuan, Huang Xiong once told him that apricot flower wine was particularly sweet and fragrant in this restaurant near the river. Promise to invite him to drink here when he comes back from the war. He readily agreed, but now he is the only one to drink here.

Time flies by, leaving no traces, but traces everywhere. He is no longer as fierce and aggressive as he was when he first entered the military camp. The children in the stockade say that he has become much more gentle now.

He didn't know what was going on, but it was good.

Being able to come back alive, for them, has been favored by God.

Three bowls of wine were quickly brought up. The yellow rice wine, which was made by himself, looked turbid and plain spicy. He looked up and poured all the wine in the bowl in front of him. Throat to the abdomen, immediately as if burning up.

"Old brother," he wiped his mouth, spit out a breath of wine gas, do not know who is talking to, "good wine."

No one answered him.

A moment later, he picked up the remaining two bowls of wine and went to the window. In front of the window, a willow is swaying with the wind. In winter, its branches and leaves are bare, but before long, when spring comes, new green will be born here.

He backhanded and poured two bowls of wine into the land in front of the willow trees, and the wine seeped in little by little.

He looked in silence for a long time and whispered, "please try it, too."

……

In the noodle shop in the east of the city, the busy girl has changed into a light blue coat and skirt. A circle of fluffy rabbit hair is embroidered on the edge of the dress, and the same color of velvet flower is inserted in the bun, which makes the delicate face more delicate.

The more winter comes, the better the noodle business. In the early morning of the cold winter, when you get up in the morning and eat a bowl of hot spring noodles, you will be able to produce warm ironing from your heart.

Sun Xiaolan was busy with her feet off the ground. Only when the last bowl of noodles was delivered could she have a temporary rest. She was wiping the sweat on her forehead with a veil. Unexpectedly, she saw a familiar figure in the crowd.

Sun Xiaolan looked at her familiar face and took a second look at it. Then she remembered that at the beginning of spring this year, she had seen this young man once, accompanied by a quiet young man. After they left, a pot of peach blossom was left on the table.

The girl's heart suddenly gave birth to a burst of joy, and she wanted to stop him. There was humanity behind her: "little girl, here's another bowl of yangchunmian --"

SUN Xiaolan answered, and then looked up, and saw that there was no shadow in the coming and going crowd.

What about the people?

The urging voice behind her made her have no intention to think about it. She only said that since the two teenagers were in shuojing, they would have a chance to meet each other in the future. I don't know. In a few days, they will come to this noodle shop.

With this in mind, she was happy again. In the roar of voices, only the potted peach blossom in front of the wooden cabinet of noodle shop is bleak in winter, and the beautiful and vivid description on the flowerpot seems to be the brilliant spring day.

……

The snow pressed heavily on the eaves.

When he Yan came out of the military affairs office, it was already dark.

Although she was injured in her leg, Emperor Zhaokang granted her sick leave for the time being. However, after the first World War in Jijun County of Jiuchuan, the subsequent military affairs were busy, so she still had to go to the military affairs office to discuss and help with her colleagues. Green plum is inconvenient. When she comes out in the daytime, she is sent by chiwu. However, I stayed for a long time today. When I came out, it was so late.

She was the only one left in the military affairs office. He Yan came out with a stick and was thinking of asking someone to find a carriage. He saw a man standing on the steps, with a bright moon and dark brocade, standing in the snow, as if reflecting the snow."Xiao Jue!" He Yan waved to him.

He laughed and came forward.

"Why are you free today?" He Yan waited for him to approach, then asked. To say that she was very busy in the military affairs office, Xiao Jue was even busier than her.

"I'll pick you up when I know you haven't gone back." He said.

He Yan took his arm in a hurry, supported the crutches with one hand, and jumped forward with one leg.

She didn't feel that there was anything. In fact, the leg injury had been much better, but Lin Shuanghe didn't know what exaggeration he had said to Xiao Jue In short, many times, he Yan felt that his life today, as if a disabled.

She walked two steps, Xiao Jue suddenly stopped. He Yan asked, "what's the matter?"

His eyes fell on Heyan's crutches, thought for a while, went to Heyan, slightly squatted down, and said, "come on."

"You Are you going to carry me He Yan asked.

"Come on."

"This is not good," He Yan hesitated. "This is the military affairs office. I come here to work every day. If it is seen, it will damage my reputation. Others all know how brave and invincible I was when I was in Jiuchuan. When I look back at my mother, I have to carry my back even when I walk. Isn't it shameless... "

"You can't get up there?"

He Yan said, "go up, up!"

She threw herself forward and put her arms around Xiao Jue's neck, which was easily carried up by Xiao Jue.

Xiao Jue carried her on her back and went out. Heyan was close to his ear and whispered: "even if I don't care about my reputation, what about your reputation? Will other people say that the jade face governor of the great Wei Dynasty, the living king of Yan, looks at the prestige. Alas, in fact, he is a strict wife at home... "

"Miss heta," Xiao Jue's voice was very flat, "you can not talk when you don't want to talk."

He Yan said, "do you admit that you are a hen pecked husband?"

At this time, Xiao Jue is usually too lazy to pay attention to her.

At night, the wind bursts, walking on the road, very cold, but his spine is warm and generous, seems to be able to support the whole future.

He Yan thought that Xiao Jue was really more powerful than he Yunsheng. If he had carried her for such a long time, he would have scolded people and thought her heavy.

"Xiao Du Du Du," He Yan's voice is soft, the hot breath that exhales spurts in his neck, with fluffy itching meaning, "is this the first time you carry a girl?"

Xiao Jue's voice is very cold, "are you a girl?"

No one to see, he slightly curved the corner of the mouth, and eyes such as water moving doting.

"Am I not a girl?" He Yan doubts the opening: "that you like is a man?"

Xiao Jue stopped talking.

Xu has been with him for a long time, and he Yan's ability to irritate people is growing. Sometimes Xiao Jue can't talk about her, but maybe she is too lazy to argue with her.

When she won a game, she was elated.

The night is empty, the snow and the moon are the same silver white, this end is quiet, that end of the street is connected with the night market, the lights are dim.

They walked with their back to the bustle. Along the street corner, the remnant lamps hanging under the eaves reflected the snow. Some plum trees planted in the backyard were blooming, which stretched out a little from the fence, which was magnificent and beautiful.

There is no reason for the wind and snow, but her mood is quiet. On the way home, the night is beautiful.

She lies on Xiao Jue's back and looks at the moon in the sky and calls him "Xiao Jue."

He heard Heyan say, "what's the difference between the moon in ten years, twenty years and fifty years from now?"

Xiao Jue had a meal.

"I don't know." It was a while before he answered.

"I want to see what's different from the moon in decades to come."

Xiao Jue raised her eyes and looked. The moon was as cool as an eyebrow, and the pear blossom was snowy. The voice of the man on his back was soft and quiet. When he was lying on his back, he was reassured.

"I also want to know." His eyes softened, his eyes were like autumn water, and he spoke softly: "so Let's see it together. "

Let's see The moon in ten, twenty, fifty years.

He Yan's mouth slowly cocked up.

Later What would it look like?

Maybe ten years later, the street is not like this, maybe the wind and snow in 20 years will be colder than now, maybe 50 years later, she and Xiao Jue are both gray haired.

But the moon may not be different from tonight.

Even if it's different, it doesn't matter.

Ten years, twenty years, fifty years later, the mountains and rivers are far away. Now she doesn't know, but she knows

She always likes the moon.

A snowflake fell in front of the man's hair, he Yan gently for him to brush.

Just feel ordinary how much, the moon is bright and the wind is fine, tonight is better.

"Go home." She urged with a smile.

"Good."

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