Du Su was blocked back by Li Xingzhou's words, and he was extremely embarrassed.

The atmosphere at the banquet was tense again.

The moving sound of the piano suddenly sounded at this moment, and the music was melodious and pleasant.

Like a clear spring in the sky, it washes people's hearts and attracts everyone's attention.

At the end of the song, everyone woke up like a dream, and then they woke up.

It turned out to be Li Baishi who played the piano at this moment, and swept away the embarrassment just now with boundless music.

Li Xingzhou was slightly moved.

"Good tune, I don't know what this song is called."

Li Baishi replied with his hand down.

"Eight voices of Ganzhou are slow."

"Eight voices of Ganzhou are slow? Good name. ”

Li Xingzhou groaned in a low voice.

He stood up with a sneer.

"The girl is noble and noble, cold as ice, Lan Xinhui is of good quality, and her piano skills are unparalleled, Li Xingzhou admires her."

"It's just that I, a Datang sergeant, crisscrossed the battlefield, talking about being full of blood and ambition. This voice is slow, and it is still not suitable for my Datang soldiers. ”

"If the girl is willing to sing, I don't mind listening to the Liangzhou words sung by the girl Qianqian."

As soon as he said this, the faces of everyone present changed color at the same time.

On this occasion, Li Baishi was asked to sing Liangzhou words, and Li Xingzhou obviously had something else to say.

"Glow-in-the-dark glass of grape wine"

"If you want to drink the pipa, urge it immediately"

"Drunk and lying on the battlefield, don't smile"

"A few people from the ancient war returned"

A fine glass filled with sweet wine.

The warriors were about to raise their glasses.

Suddenly, I heard the sound of playing the pipa immediately, urging people to set off.

If I get drunk on the battlefield, please don't laugh.

From ancient times to the present, how many people can go out to fight?

This poem expresses the heroic character of the soldiers and the tragic feelings before the battle.

As soon as Li Xingzhou's poem came out, everyone changed color.

Seeing that everyone was speechless, Li Xingzhou smiled slightly.

"Looks like it's not going to work. In that case, it's better not to sing. I still have a lot of things to do here, and I don't want to stay here any longer, so I'll take my leave. ”

Li Xingzhou looked around at everyone present and said meaningfully.

"The front is bloody and hard, and the rear is peaceful with singing and dancing."

"I hope that while you enjoy this wonderful life, you will not forget that there are still some people who are still struggling on the line of life and death. The army's food and grass cannot be slowed down for a moment, the recruits cannot be untrained for a day, and the military salary cannot be delayed for a day. ”

"After all, the salary of 100,000 military horses in my Datang Dynasty is just the price of a few stewed parrots and jade crispy silvertail fish." “...... Good luck to everyone. ”

After he said this, he took Park Kyung-tae and Wuyang with his sleeves and left.

Only the table was full of guests, looking at each other and dumbfounded.

No one could say a word.

Wang Yuan slapped the table indignantly and scolded.

"A little bachelor dares to be so arrogant!"

Du Su said with a snort.

"Insulting Sven, insulting Sven."

There was a noise downstairs, which was a loud sound from Li Xingzhou kicking over a few tables as he left.

With a sharp neigh, Li Xingzhou had already left with his people.

Wang Yuangan took a long breath and said slowly.

"Sure enough, it's extremely arrogant, hmph, I'll see how proud you Li Xingzhou can be!"

"My lord, Li Xingzhou is studying in Chongwen Hall without entering the product."

"Isn't it ..... to dare to be so arrogant and rude to you?"

A cronie behind him asked, bowing down.

A trace of ruthlessness flashed in Wang Yuangan's eyes.

"Hmph, little martial artist, once he was ambitious, he was rampant."

"It seems that we should give him some color to see, let him know that Hezhou City is not Shanzhou, who is the master here!"

Walking out of Yichun Tower, it is like walking out of a suffocating world.

Lee Hang-ju and Park Kyung-tae breathed at the same time with their heads up to the sky.

A few of his own soldiers approached and asked how things were going.

Li Xingzhou smiled slightly.

"It's a little trouble, but it's not a big deal, I'll take care of it."

Now the soldiers under his command have a blind admiration for Li Xingzhou.

Since Li Xingzhou said that he could handle it well, there was naturally no problem.

This is Wuyang stroking his stomach and shouting that he is hungry.

He was already eating slowly, and Wang Yuan felt angry with them, and he didn't eat anything.

Several other guards also shouted hunger.

Lee Hang-ju looked at Park Kyung-tae.

"How's it going, didn't you eat just now?"

Park Kyung-tae snorted coldly.

"Bitch building, the girl's dish, it's fine enough, but you can't even eat the plate."

Li Xingzhou laughed.

"Let's go, brothers, let's find a place to have a good meal, I'll have a treat."

Everyone was overjoyed.

Out of the fireworks street, there is a restaurant called "Golden Drum Tower" at the east gate of Hezhou City.

Park Kyung-tae went on an expedition before and ate there.

The memory of the braised elbow there is still fresh, in his words.

"It's called a delicious, fat but not greasy, sweet and refreshing, and most importantly, two elbows down, absolutely full."

Everyone went to the Golden Drum Tower together.

On the way, Park Jingtai casually told what he and Li Xingzhou saw in Yichun Tower, and the soldiers and others were full of anger.

One soldier even scolded.

"Fuck the fuck officer. Lao Tzu is working hard on the front line, but these bitches are spending all day drinking in the rear. ”

"Don't let Lao Tzu see him, or I'll chop him with a knife!"

Park Kyung-tae hummed and said.

"And then?"

The soldier was immediately silent.

When everyone arrived at the Golden Drum Tower, they found a place to sit down at random.

I ordered a jar of wine and a few side dishes.

One person has two large bowls of elbows, and when he rolls up his sleeves, he eats and drinks wildly.

While everyone was drinking, they also scolded Wang Yuangan for being a bastard to die.

This is Hezhou City, which is Wang Yuangan's territory.

A few guests just walked in to the Golden Drum Tower, and when they heard a military master scolding the local guard.

I was trembling all over, how dare I eat again, I turned around and ran.

Today's business in the Golden Drum Tower was extremely light, and the boss was bitter and didn't dare to say anything about it.

Just as he was scolding happily, a fast horse suddenly galloped and ran downstairs and shouted loudly.

"Which one is Li Xingzhou, Master Li?"

Li Xingzhou stood by the stairs, saw that it was a small school, and said with a smile.

"I am, what's the matter?"

The little colonel replied proudly.

"I'm here on the orders of Lord Taishou."

As he spoke, he unfastened his backpack.

A large stack of letters poured down on the floor.

"My family said: Over the years of the Tang Dynasty, there has never been a general writing a letter to the deceased soldiers, and Mr. Li is so commendable, but his way of acting is reckless."

"Although the general is not very polite to my family, my family is magnanimous and does not care, but asks me to remind the general that the Tang Dynasty is in charge of the army, and he has always paid attention to the general's not the army."

"The matter of Master Li's letter is suspected of being a special soldier, and I am afraid that I don't like it."

"I am specially ordered to burn these letters, and tell the general that there will be no such thing in the future."

As soon as he finished speaking, a candle fell from the soldier's hand.

The letters that were overturned on the ground suddenly rose into a blue flame.

They burn and devour everything.

It took Li Xing several days and nights of the week to write out the letters to the family members word by word.

Turned into a wisp of dust and smoke in the ashes, all hopes and feelings are also gone with the wind...

"Bastard !!"

Park Kyung-tae couldn't restrain himself and roared.

These letters are all letters written by Li Xingzhou to the families of those brothers who died!

was burned by Wang Yuangan for a ridiculous reason.

"I'll kill you!"

He shouted and drew his sword, and Wuyang and the others also shouted angrily.

Li Xing stopped them on Monday.

"Lao Pu! Don't be impulsive! ”

After all, Li Xingzhou's words still carry a lot of weight.

Everyone stopped what they were doing at the same time.

Just watching the letters turn to ashes in the firelight, the pain in my heart can be imagined.

The little colonel snorted triumphantly, obviously satisfied with their current performance, and arched his hand.

"My lord also asked me to tell the general a word: the general came by order to get military supplies, and he should have cooperated. But unfortunately, he occasionally felt a cold when he was eating, and his body was slightly unwell, so he was afraid that he would not be able to see guests for the past two days. ”

"The baggage required by the military department is kept in the warehouse, and if the general wants to receive it, I am afraid that he will have to wait for the adult's health to heal before he can cooperate."

"My lord, please rest assured that the general is not seriously ill, and he will be fine after a few days of rest."

"But it is not suitable to be disturbed by outsiders during the recuperation period, otherwise the condition will worsen, and the matter of receiving this material will be delayed even more, so please ask General Haihan."

With that, the soldier jumped on his horse and ran away.

Rampant laughter could be heard in the distance.

Standing at the staircase of the Golden Drum Tower, his eyes rested on the burned letters.

Li Xingzhou's gaze was as cold as water, and no one knew what he was thinking.

Park Kyung-tae staggered down the stairs, his hands groping in the ashes.

How could you find a complete letter again?

His whole being trembled with anger and grief.

He spent several years with these fallen soldiers and had a very deep relationship.

"Don't look for it, let the store sweep away the ashes, and let's continue eating."

Li Xingzhou said coldly.

"Mr. Lee!!"

Park Kyung-tae shouted back.

"Is that all?"

Li Xingzhou suddenly burst out laughing.

"What's wrong? Isn't it just a few letters? ”

"It's a big deal, just rewrite it. Why are you so excited? ”

"Alright, let's continue eating."

Park Kyung-tae looked at Lee Hang-ju coldly, and he stood up.

"Master Li, do you really think so? Are you scared? ”

"Just because that Wang Yuangan is a fourth-grade master, are you afraid? Don't you dare to stand up for your brothers? ”

Wuyang was anxious and pushed Park Jingtai.

"What are you talking about? You are crazy? ”

"Who in the world cares more about us than Mr. Li? Who would he be afraid of? ”

"Then why did he stop us? If he doesn't stop him, I'll kill that kid with one stab! ”

Park Kyung-tae yelled.

Li Xingzhou sighed and shook his head.

"Kill him, it's fun? And then everything is settled? ”

"People are just a pawn who came by order, what is the use of you killing a hundred?"

"Then go and cut Wang Yuangan!"

Li Xingzhou simply ignored him.

Probably because he felt that his words were too unrealistic, Park Kyung-tae finally didn't say anything more.

Yes, Wang Yuangan insulted them and hit them hard.

But what did he do?

It's just a few letters burned.

These letters may contain the feelings of all the soldiers of Zuo Wuwei for the deceased, but what does it matter to Wang Yuangan?

Did he just burn a few letters and it became a capital offense?

This theory doesn't make sense.

But was it really just a few letters?

Is that really a problem that can be solved by rewriting it once?

Only Li Xingzhou himself knows.

What a feeling he felt every night when he wrote those letters under the oil lamp.

What kind of helplessness and self-blame he faced.

And now, Wang Yuangan actually burned all the letters of his dead brother in front of him.

This beam is bigger.

Sitting around the table, everyone was silent and did not speak.

Li Xingzhou poured himself a drink, as if he was thinking about something.

It seems to be intoxicated by the aromatic wine.

Until Park Kyung-tae suddenly said:

"Master Li, I want to leave the army."

Li Xingzhou's half-squinted eyes opened.

"Was it an idea that had come a long time ago, or was it decided on an impromptu basis?"

"It's been there for a long time, but I can't make up my mind."

"It's been there for a long time......

Li Xingzhou said in a low voice.

Park Kyung-tae sneered.

"I have been in the army for ten years, from Goryeo to Turkic, from Turkic to Tibet, I am used to seeing life and death, and I have some tears, so I can only swallow them in my stomach."

"Just saying that I can pick up a life and come back, it's already a lot of money."

"I can't bear to let everyone go, so I can't make up my mind whether I should leave the army or not."

"Now, then, what made you decide?"

Li Xingzhou asked.

"What else could it be?"

Park Kyung-tae smiled bitterly.

"Tell me what you think."

Park Kyung-tae lowered his head and sighed.

"My idea is simple. I just can't figure it out. Those of us who are soldiers, fighting desperately in front, what is the plan? ”

"We're fighting desperately in front, but how many people are in the rear, do you really take us seriously?"

"If we people die, we will die, and if we die, it will only be a name written off in the military register."

"A bereavement pension, it's as simple as that......"

When he said this, his mood gradually became excited, and his voice gradually became louder.

The soldiers beside him all looked at him silently.

He stretched out his right arm.

"Master Li, we believe in you. We follow you from birth to death, and you lead us to victory. ”

"But there are some things that even you can't solve as a hero."

"What do you think we're trying so hard for? Is it really for that bit of money? ”

"Nope! It's for our most basic glory! ”

"For the respect we deserve!"

"But look at Wang Yuangan's bastard, what does he mean by respecting us?"

"We are the biggest contributors to Shanzhou, but in his eyes, we are a group of reckless men who don't open their eyes!"

"A little sour Confucian, he dares to *** laugh at Lao Tzu's ugly appearance!"

"*** Did he really think that Lao Tzu couldn't hear what he meant by those words?!"

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