When the first drop of spring rain fell, the willows on both sides of the Weishui River had turned from goose yellow to a faint tender green.

In previous years, there would be people who took advantage of the thawing of Weishui and the willows to turn green, and came out to go out to go green, and the fatigue and mildew that had accumulated for a winter were gone. In the old days, it was commonly known as a hundred diseases. However, with the news of the loss of Yunzhong County, Weicheng, which lies under the iron hooves of the twelve departments of Beimang, has long been empty, even if the few people who remain have lost the slightest desire to travel after being frightened for the whole winter.

As usual, Dongluo still didn't go out, although the wine had been sold, but the business was still going on as usual, and it was inevitable that one or two people who were tired from the road would come in to fight and rest their feet.

The rain outside a tavern was sparsely pulling, gently hitting the ground, the water splashed into fog, the sight was getting worse and worse, the Weicheng city wall that had just been unsealed from the ice and snow was almost impossible to see, Dongluo walked to the steps by the tavern with a bowl of noodles, half-squatted to watch the misty rain gather in the cyan tile ditch and drip to the ground, and then began to bow his head to eat noodles.

Suddenly, he looked up to the right.

A middle-aged man appeared outside the tavern in a silk robe, most of his black black black iron armor wet from the rain, and a simple knife at his waist was also covered with water droplets.

The rain-soaked part of the garment looked a little heavy, and there was a little shadow of dirt and budding grass hidden in some folds, which looked a little embarrassed. As if no one was around, he walked to the fire in the tavern and roasted his hands, took off his coat and hung it on the closet, and roasted it against the fire.

Dongluo looked up at him for a moment, did not speak, and continued to lower his head to eat noodles.

After a long silence, the visitor suddenly looked down at him, smiled and said, "When are you leaving?"

Dongluo squatted on the ground without raising his head and said, "Wait for the rain to stop and leave." ”

The visitor nodded and said, "It's okay to set off when the rain stops, and Brother Chen doesn't like to go out on a rainy day." ”

Dongluo drank the last mouthful of noodle soup in the noodle bowl, put the noodle bowl on the steps beside him, rolled up his sleeves and wiped his mouth, and said, "Uncle Li, how can you have time to come here today?

After being silent for a moment, the visitor said expressionlessly: "Lost in the clouds, Weicheng is the only barrier in the northwest border of my Great Zhou Empire. Although Weicheng has low walls and small cities, and there are few soldiers and generals, the mission on our shoulders does not allow us to take half a step back. So give them a day off and settle in with the family. ”

As the highest military commander of Weicheng, although Li Mu's words at this moment were indifferent, he already knew the tragedy he was about to face.

Dongluo didn't speak, and he knew very well what the upcoming war would look like. After Weicheng is the Hetao Plain, which is known as the granary. After conquering Weicheng, the enemy army could leave the Hetao and reach Luoyang in just a few months.

Dongluo moved Zhang Xiaomazha and sat by the stove and whispered, "Are there any reinforcements?"

"No, Luoyang City doesn't seem to know that the four realms of the Zhou Empire have been full of smoke. All civil and military officials practiced closed-mouth meditation. He avoided talking about the border and recalled his own people who served in the army for various reasons. Even Zhou Tianzi, who prides himself on being a saint on weekdays, never mentions the border affairs. Li Mu's face looked dark and deep under the light of the fire.

Maybe it's just after winter, and the twilight hasn't completely subsided. Dongluo couldn't help but fight a cold war. Unconsciously wrapped his clothes tightly, leaned closer to the fire, and said in a deep voice: "Someone wants your border army to die." That person is most likely the self-proclaimed saint Zhou Tianzi. Therefore, the civil and military officials of Luoyang City will turn a blind eye to this. ”

"The king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die. We don't have to speculate on what Your Majesty means. Li Mu smiled and said: "For generals, for soldiers, dying on the battlefield is the best destination." As for how it was to die, the knife was slashed on the head, and the moment the head fell to the ground, I didn't know until it happened. ”

Dongluo quietly looked at this middle-aged man who had defended the frontier for the country for more than 20 years, killed countless enemies, and kept one side stable, but was still just a captain. He suddenly understood that the reason why Da Zhou was called Da Zhou may be based on these simple and stubborn people.

Li Mu is like this, and so is Lao Chen, the previous shopkeeper of a tavern. They are all military men, and they are also people who are stubborn to the point of being terrible. Although Dongluo has no military status, he has been following Lao Chen, who has 70 years of military experience, for more than ten years, and has also been on the battlefield, and has also personally cut off the head of a horse thief, and has also been soaked by the hot blood that is still splashed up.

But he has to admit that he is not a simple and stubborn person like Li Mu, he often seems not brave enough on the battlefield, and he does not have the fierce strength to die and burn down his house Tu Yile, I believe that even if he lives in Weicheng for another twenty years, it is impossible to write a life drama that grows from a tavern shopkeeper to a general.

Perhaps only those who really put life and death aside can do it like this, knowing that they are going to die, but still facing it calmly! Obviously, although Dongluo is used to seeing life and death, he still does not look down on life and death. He wasn't such a person yet.

Li Mu got up and put his clothes back on, and said, "Let's go! ”

......

There is a small ditch in the south of Weicheng that is not even a small stream, and there is a small dirt slope next to the small ditch that is not even a hill, and there is a smaller mound at the top of the small soil slope. At the top of the mound were a few rocks pressed against a few sheets of yellow paper wet by the drizzle.

The small mound looks extremely neat, surrounded by sparse grass and stained with tender green, except for the small mound where there is no spring at all, which seems to be due to the fact that someone often comes here to take care of it.

Li Mu and Dongluo both stood silently in front of the small mound, no one spoke, and no one disturbed anyone. But everyone can see that they are preoccupied with each other.

Li Mu was the first to break the silence and said, "You said what General Chen would do if he was in my position today." Will he, like me, know that he will be defeated, but still go to his death with the three hundred soldiers of Weicheng?"

Dongluo heard the change in Li Mu's name for Lao Chen, calling Brother Chen was a matter between him and Lao Chen, but calling General Chen meant that he was standing in the position of a general to consider. As soon as he wanted to answer, he seemed to remember something extremely interesting, and said with a slight smile: "He told me that Zhou Tianzi also wants to eat and have diarrhea." It hurts to cut with a knife. So, I think if he is in your position, I guess he dares to kill Luoyang and reason with Zhou Tianzi. ”

Li Mushen nodded approvingly and said, "With his virtue, he really dares to do this." ”

After resting for a while, a drizzle suddenly fell in the sky, as if the rain was thinner than the line sprinkled on the two of them, a little cool, and Dongluo couldn't help but tremble.

Li Mu frowned slightly, and asked with some worry, "Is your body not good yet?"

"Uncle Li, you also know that this is an old problem brought about by childhood. My father-in-law said that I was because I had been in the dead man's pile for a long time when I was a child, and I had been freezing for a long time in the snow. It has been invaded by the cold and has entered the bone marrow, and it is difficult to cure it. Dongluo said slowly to Li Mu, as if this incident had not happened to him at all.

Li Mu looked at the young man in front of him with an indifferent face and no sadness. Thinking of his young figure who has been practicing with the three hundred soldiers of Weicheng for ten years in order to survive and resist the cold of his body. The three hundred pawns in Weicheng have been replaced and replaced, and only his figure has never stopped on the training ground.

"A caravan came to Weicheng this morning to go to Luoyang, because of the horse thieves encountered along the way, some people were broken, and now they are resting in the city. I'm going to pick up some helpers and I'll be out in three days. Then you can act as a servant and follow them! It's safer. Remember, it's not easy to live, and you're not just a continuation of the life of the person lying in front of you. You are also the continuation of the lives of most of our 300 strokes in Weicheng. So, you can't die easily. ”

Dongluo nodded and said, "Uncle Li." I'm going to live well. When I get a good person in Luoyang, I will go back to Weicheng to take care of you. ”

Li Mu looked at the young man next to him who was already about the same height as himself with relief, patted him on the shoulder and said, "Luoyang is not as good as Weicheng, if you really can't get along." Let's go back to Weicheng. As long as I am for a day, you can walk sideways in this Weicheng for a day. ”

Dongluo smiled bitterly and looked at the middle-aged man in front of him with slightly frosty temples, scratched his head and said, "Uncle Li, do you think I look like the kind of person who bullies men and women? If my stepfather knows, I will not be angry and alive, and I will die of anger!"

Li Mu slapped Dongluo's head and said with a smile: "You have a poor mouth." ”

After laughing for a while, Dongluo whispered: "Uncle Li, I have left a few large jars in the wine cellar of a tavern, those are Penicillium that have not yet fermented, and I have already told you the production process of Penicillium." Those jars are only a few steps away, you can get them yourself then. There's also a big box of finished products that I put in the first jar when I enter the door. When I'm gone, you come back and pick it up. I hope you can hold on a little longer. Insist until I go to Luoyang to reason with Zhou Tianzi. ”

Li Mu looked at Dongluo with bright eyes, Pu Fan's big hands slapped his shoulders, making him stumble, looking at the grinning Dongluo, Li Mu hurriedly straightened him and said: "With your batch of things, most of the wounded soldiers who retreated from the clouds can save their lives." You can hold on until you go and reason with Zhou Tianzi, who can eat and diarrhea. ”

Dongluo grinned, and secretly said that most of the wounded soldiers could save their lives, at least more than ninety percent! You must know that the predecessor of this penicillin was penicillin. In the memory that I have almost lost my memory after more than ten years of forgetting. This penicillin is a great healing elixir. It can be said that the tide of World War II was reversed, and penicillin played a great role. This is the elixir that saved the lives of thousands of people in World War II.

But Dongluo wouldn't tell him these words, the rain in the sky gradually became heavier, Dongluo ignored the mud all over the ground and suddenly knelt on his knees, kowtowed three times to the small mound, and said ruthlessly: "Father, the grievance between you and the Chen clan is the grievance between me and the Chen clan." They owe you, and I'll get them back. ”

Li Mu said worriedly: "There is a reason why Brother Chen was exiled for three thousand miles, guarding the frontier and never being recalled, but he didn't tell you, there must be his reasons, and I don't have much to say." If you go to Luoyang, before you grow up, don't expose your relationship with Brother Chen. Otherwise, I'm afraid ......"

"I went to Luoyang this time, and I have only one identity, that is, Chen Baxian's son. I had only one purpose, and that was to send my father home. Dongluo said categorically.