The pungent smell of smoke filled the city of Jiangyin after the disaster, and even the sky above the city was still shrouded in a little smoke, and the smoke rising from the ruins reminded people of what the city had suffered. While the survivors of the catastrophe rejoiced in the fact that they had survived, there were many families who were overwhelmed in grief over the loss of their loved ones.

The sound of firecrackers echoed outside the courtyard, the new coffin stopped in the mourning shed, Yu Shujie hid alone in his own study room, and when he heard the cries, shouts, and chaotic consolations outside, his face turned pale for a while, so white that it was almost like the color of the filial piety clothes he was wearing.

When he pulled his father's body out of the collapsed house, facing his father's charred corpse, unlike his mother's tears, he didn't even have a tear in his eyes, it seemed that all the tears had dried up at this moment, and at this time he was in the study, looking at the books on the table, and his father's exhortation seemed to appear in his mind.

"When my son is lifted, he will go out of the court and shine on the lintel! Daddy, under the nine springs of the day, there are also Yan to see the ancestors and ancestors! ”

Yu family is a branch of Zhongsu Gong, after the restoration of Yingzong, the ancestors fled to Songjiang to avoid disaster, and the descendants scattered all over the south of the Yangtze River for various reasons, since decades ago, the great-ancestors moved to Jiangyin because of the decline of the family has always been the wish of the Yu family, but ...... From Jiangyin's occupation of the Manchus, my father's words, that is, his words, are that the Yu family cannot be out of the Manchu Qing Dynasty, and the Jiangyin people cannot be Manchu officials.

"After I am loyal to the prince, I will never be a prisoner!"

A few days ago, when he learned about the Northern Expedition of King Yanping, although his father didn't say anything, he saw that his father's eyebrows always seemed to hide some smiles, which was hard to hide his joy.

Reopen the sun, moon and sky of the ...... It's a pity that my father never saw that day again.

Closing his eyes, his mind once again resurfaced the tragic situation of his father's corpse being picked up, the charred corpse reminded him of what kind of disaster his father had suffered, the tragic situation kept appearing in his mind, and then constantly stabbed his heart, his hands were sometimes clenched into fists, suddenly, he picked up the pen.

"Hand Wrapped Fragment to Green Lantern ......"

After writing this poem, the stroke of the pen was a pause, and he pointed out a little bit on the paper, and finally wrote on the paper as if he had made a lot of determination.

"Don't make a mistake again in this life!"

After writing this sentence, as if he had made some important decision, he picked up his pen and wrote another letter, and at this time the voices outside stopped, and a solemn and miserable atmosphere appeared. The butler went outside the study and said:

"Young Master! Old lady, please come and thank you!"

Yu Shujie didn't even raise his eyelids, he walked slowly to the front yard. Before I got to the door, I heard a cry outside, which really shattered all the hearts of stone.

Suddenly, his voice was choked, his shoulders trembled, and he knelt down when he walked to the courtyard spirit, kowtowing heavily, his forehead was broken, and the blood suddenly flowed out, and the lady on the side hurriedly handed him a new handkerchief, but Yu Shujie pushed it away, and said loudly.

"If such blood revenge is not avenged, how can a husband be a son of man!"

After that, he covered his face.

"Husband......

When the lady heard this, she cried, but she could not speak. If you can't avenge the murder of your father, how can you be a son of man?

"Mother,"

In the back hall, before leaving, Yu Shujie knelt down to say goodbye to his mother, looked at his mother who was crying, kowtowed three times, and then just said a word.

"The child is not filial, and as the eldest son, he can't keep the family safe, so the child should go to the army, report the favor of the monarch's father, and report the revenge of the Tartar killing his father, and not disgrace the lintel of the family."

The old lady looked at her son's somewhat thin body, opened her mouth but said nothing. When the family stood on the doorstep to see him off, everyone looked at him with tears in their eyes, and even his wife, who was almost crying, only said "Husband rest assured", when he came, Yu Qiujie, who was carrying a few Confucian robes and two pairs of cloth shoes, looked at his twelve-year-old son, looking at his shaved hair, he thought of the horns that he kept when he was a teenager, and there was a tingling in his heart, he reached out and touched his son's scalp.

"Dad is going to join the army, one is to avenge the capture of killing his father, and the other is to let my son wear my Han family clothes again, Du'er, you are the man in the family, don't worry about your mother!"

"Yes, Father! If you are not filial, you can't serve under your knees......"

When kneeling down and kowtowing, Yu Du watched his father leave with his luggage on his back, and tears flowed from his eyes.

"Daddy!"

The shout from behind him made Yu Shujie's footsteps pause, but he hurriedly sped up his pace, for fear that his heart would be soft and he stayed, until he walked out of the alley, and he still heard the cry of the child behind him, but the sound pierced his heart like a knife.

Join the army!

Who to vote for?

Is it to go to the king of Yanping, or is it?

Sometimes people always have to make some choices.

Yu Shujie, who was thinking in his heart, didn't notice that he had walked all the way to the county office, at this time there were more than 100 idlers gathered outside the county yamen, they were either armed with sticks or big knives and spears, although most of them were not strong, but they were still far from being able to compare with Yu Shujie, who was powerless.

How did you get here?

Yu Shujie, who realized that he had arrived at the mansion, couldn't help but be stunned.

"Big brother, look, that's not Yu Shusheng!"

Zhang Xiaojie, who was showing off the 20-pound iron rod in his hand with a few people, happened to see Yu Shujie who had just come over. As soon as Zhang Xiaowu turned around, it was not who Yu Shusheng was, and Han Wu, who happened to be on the side, walked over and saluted Yu Shusheng.

"Yu Shusheng, Ling Zun's mourning is really heart-wrenching, Yu Shusheng doesn't take care of his father's funeral at home, why ......"

As he spoke, Han Wu's eyes were still staring at the sword in Yu Shujie's hand, although his hand was powerless, but the sword was a good sword.

"Can't I come when you can come?"

Yu Shujie immediately replied unconvinced, these people obviously came to defect to General Zhu, and most of them were idlers on the street.

"Ah, I, we're here to join the general, and we're going with him to kill the Tartars!"

Han Wu looked at this scholar in puzzlement.

"If the father's revenge is not avenged, how can it be a son of man, Yu Mou and the Qing captives have a sea of blood and revenge that has not been avenged, and they are here to naturally kill the Tartars!"

Yu Shujie held his sword in front of his left abdomen and stared at Han Wu, as if he was afraid that the other party would look down on him.

"You, you ......"

Just when Han Wu wanted to laugh, he heard someone shouting in front of him.

"The door is open!"

As soon as the others shouted, everyone looked towards the gate of the yamen, and the gate was indeed opened, unlike before, this time the gate was fully opened, and another person came out of the door.

"It's the General!"

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