The sky will be bright, and the streets and alleys of Beiyang City are white.

Li Lin urged the horse forward, watched the soldiers call open the city gate, went out of the city, traveled three or five miles, saw the small shop where he stayed before entering the city, and instructed the soldiers to pick up the luggage, Li Lin waited in front of the door.

"Puppet Puppet"

The sound of a rooster crowing could be heard from afar.

The moonlight was like water, overflowing the Banqiao and the river in the distance, and fell on Li Lin, not far away on the thatched signboard of the shop.

The lights were lit up in the shop, the wooden door creaked as it was pushed, and someone went out, packing up the luggage wagon, and the early travelers were ready to hit the road.

In twos and threes, there were gradually more people, out of the small shop, missed Li Lin's side, stepped on the banqiao, and disappeared into the moonlight in the distance with the creaking sound of the wooden bridge.

"Erdan, let's go home after this trip, the Mid-Autumn Festival last year, the moonlight in our village is so bright."

"I really want the baby and his mother, I don't know if the money brought back by the trustee is enough, when I ate moon cakes last year, my father's illness was much better."

"I heard that the Beizheng generation is in chaos, God bless, let us deliver safely this time, and go back to give you three more incense sticks."

Two guests on pack horses tell each other how much they miss home.

Thinking far away, Li Lin also fell into contemplation, he went to Xuanfu to join the army at the age of eighteen, and it has been three years now, although there are always family letters in the middle, but after all, he has not returned home for three years.

Daddy's health should be fine, is the eldest sister's life in her husband's house still going well, and the younger sister should be getting married, and the cousin will also call her brother, right?

When the Li family reaches his own generation, there is only one man, if he can't make a name for himself, after a hundred years of his father, the Li family is afraid that he will be torn apart by those families who have grudges.

Mother, when I make a name for myself, my father will allow me to go home.

Li Lin thought in his heart, and couldn't help but touch the small bag on his waist, which contained a carving knife, which was a gift from his mother, and whenever he missed his hometown, he would always take it out and take a look.

The tentacles touched the air.

Li Lin was startled, his back was cold, my knife was lost!

Searching hard in his mind, the last time he saw the carving knife, in the general's mansion, before the general declared martial law, he asked himself to see the knife, did he put away the knife at that time?

"Captain, you can go."

The soldiers had already packed up their salutes and were ready to go.

Li Lin decided to go back to the general to take a look, this was the sustenance of his missing relatives, and the general should not be blamed.

"You two urge the horse to move slowly, I will go back to see the general, and I will catch up with you."

After speaking, without waiting for the two to answer, they turned the horse's head and returned to Beiyang.

Li Qing hadn't slept yet, knowing that Li Lin was going and returning, his brows couldn't help frowning, the matter of the Dongtang camp was urgent, Li Lin was not a person who couldn't distinguish priorities, he must have something important when he came back.

"Lost the carving knife?"

Li Qing's brows furrowed, and his eyes looking at Li Lin were full of unkindness, just because of this, you kid want to delay the military affairs.

The moonlight passed through the trunk of the tree, sprinkling mottled shadows on the ground, and fell on Li Lin in front of him, making the anger in Li Qing's heart dissipate in an instant.

"What can make you Li Lin rush back in the stars and the moon is definitely not an ordinary carving knife, when I looked at it in the study, I didn't find anything special about that knife."

"He Wu, you go, accompany Captain Li to look in the study to see if you can find the carving knife."

Li Lin saluted Li Qing: "General Mingjian, the last general has not returned home for three years, and the carving knife is a parting gift from my mother." ”

Li Qing nodded, ordered the two of them to go by themselves, and turned back to sleep.

He Wu led Li Lin into the study, lit the palace lamp, yawned, and said impatiently.

"Master Li, take a look and see if you have your carving knife."

The palm-long knife lay quietly on the table of the discussion, and Li Lin walked over in two steps and picked up the knife.

Great, found it!

"Huh?"

Li Lin looked at the inscription on the table and fell into deep thought.

The sound of the chicken thatched shop month, the track of the bridge frost!

It was exactly the same as the scene I saw outside the thatched shop just now, making me feel as if I was back to the situation just now.

Start in the morning to conquer the priest, and go to your hometown!

Tears suddenly moistened his eyes, Li Lin suddenly had an urge to cry, just now listening to the two pack horses lamenting that they were far away from home and missing their relatives, Li Lin's heart was overflowing with sadness.

Now, these four lines of poetry are displayed in front of me one by one.

Mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain road, citrus aurantium flower Ming post wall

Because of the dream of Du Ling, the wild goose is full of returning to the pond

Silently memorizing these two sentences, Li Lin lowered his head slightly, not letting He Wu see the tears in his eyes, and lowered his hoarse voice.

"With more help, Lin has found the carving knife, and he is leaving."

He Wu showed a hint of joy on his face, great, he could go back to make up for sleep.

Li Lin left the county governor's mansion and recited it silently, and then urged the horse forward, such poems are the real poems, and the glamorous sounds of the Southern Tang Dynasty are all things.

Only I, a man from the Han family, can write such touching words.

Out of the city, passing by Banqiao again, the hoarfrost has fallen all over the Banqiao, and the footprints and hoof prints of the pack horses are sparse and sparse, which is quite conspicuous in the hoarfrost.

At the foot of Eagle Mountain, next to the post station, two pro-soldiers were pacing back and forth restlessly, and on the wall of the post station full of yellow sand, a few white flowers bloomed bright and bright.

On the mountain road, the mistletoe trees are blown by the mountain wind, and the mistletoe leaves fall on the mountain people who are going up the mountain to beg for a living.

Li Lin finally couldn't hold back the sadness in his heart, tears flowed down his face, and his clothes were wet in an instant.

This is the real poetry everyone!

Every sentence is writing scenes, and every sentence is writing love, and the feelings of longing for three years and nowhere to vent are all exuded.

"Captain, are you alright?"

Li Shanzi, a personal soldier, asked cautiously, he was a personal soldier brought out by Li Lin from home, and he couldn't help but worry about Li Lin's condition.

Li Lin wiped the tears from his face.

"Good poetry!"

"I'm fine, let's go, when I come back, I must ask the general to find out which person wrote this poem."

The three horses galloped and disappeared on the road leading to Xuanfu.

……

In the patrol camp, Su Lu's head was about to explode.

"I'm going to gamble, and you don't have to worry about it."

"It's useless for you to care, if you lose, you lose"

"It's just right that the mother-in-law is gone, and the wife is like clothes, and if it's gone, it's gone."

"I'm not as good as a pig and a dog, do you want to take care of the pig and dog?"

Zhao San was like a stone, let Su Ping and Zhao Fat beat and scold, there was no intention of repentance at all, and Zhao San's daughter-in-law didn't cry anymore, but she didn't speak, just lowered her head and sat there, motionless like a wooden man.

"Second brother, what do you say, let's do it?"

Li Kun spoke.

Zhao Fatzi and Su Ping also raised their heads, now everyone's wealth is with the second brother, and the second brother still has the final say in Zhao San's affairs.

Su Lu pinched his forehead and looked at Zhao San on the ground, his voice couldn't help but bring a hint of irritability.

"If you feel sorry for us, just tell us about it, don't spoil yourself, spoil your daughter-in-law, these things, if you don't abuse yourself, they will disappear."

Zhao San and his daughter-in-law raised their heads almost at the same time and looked at Su Lu, their faces were pale, looking at everything on the ground, there was hardly a trace of blood on their faces.

Su Lu got up and pointed to Zhao Fatzi and Su Ping next to him.

"They just came down from the battlefield, the blood on their bodies has not dried, and it is not the two of you who made the mistake, just say it, why waste yourself."

"Second brother, I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for everyone."

Zhao San howled and cried, the depression of many days, with Su Lu's words, all disappeared, he was suffering and sad these days, but he didn't know that the second brother already knew.

After crying for a while, Zhao San wiped a handful of tears, and his voice was hoarse.

"Fifteen days ago, I met my little flower in Chengdong Luren Lane, and she pulled me into the alley and told me that our village was destroyed by the Tule people because the third cousin of her mother's brother and daughter-in-law's second aunt had a grudge against Li Dakan of our village, so she instigated the Tule people to destroy our village."

"Jiang Changfu?"

Li Kun opened his mouth muranly, he was of the same clan as Li Dakan, and knew that Li Dakan had an enemy who was a general, so he immediately thought of this name.

Su Lu frowned, he seemed to have seen this name.