The east wind does not come, the catkins in March do not fly, the foot sound does not sound, and the spring in March does not reveal.

Under the sky, ten fast horses gallop freely on the field, the spring breeze is ten miles, the green grass is turning, the green grass is everywhere, and the spring breeze full of heavy water vapor blows from north to south, ups and downs among hundreds of lush hills.

Suddenly, the fast horse swept through the vast wilderness like a swift wind, and the war horse galloped, and the wind spread out like a giant wing behind him, pushing the return faster and faster, as if to fly into the sky.

At this time, when the first rider slammed the horse, the rider grabbed the reins, choked the momentum of the mount, and the rider wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, he was physically and mentally tired but not tired, and his face was filled with the joy of the wanderer's return home.

"Brother Meng, have you arrived?" The nine knights behind him reined in their horses one after another, and stood side by side with Meng Yu.

Meng Yu pointed forward, and his joy was overflowing: "You will arrive after crossing this mountain beam." ”

The nine men raised their eyes and looked into the distance, and a mile away from them, stood two majestic mountains, and there was a straight country road between the mountains, and the land on both sides of the road was flat, and the houses were like houses, and the fertile fields were scattered, and there were people in the fields who went back and forth to plant.

Meng Yu shook the reins and said with a smile: "I advise you to go home early, otherwise I will be punished for delaying the deadline for returning to the camp." ”

"Haha......" One of them laughed: "I often hear you talk about your sister-in-law's cooking skills, we have to feast on it today, otherwise it will be boring to go home." ”

As soon as this remark came out, everyone laughed loudly, they were all soldiers under Meng Yu, and when he had nothing to do, Meng Yu always showed off how virtuous his wife was and how exquisite her cooking skills were.

This time, they simply went to Meng Yu's house first, and then returned to their hometown.

Meng Yu saw that the others nodded in agreement, a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, so he rode his horse and whipped and galloped straight towards the mountain village, and the other nine people hurriedly urged the war horses and followed closely behind Meng Yu.

Meng Yu raised his whip and galloped to the head of the village in the blink of an eye, and before they entered the village, they met a villager who was about to work in the field.

Meng Yu hurriedly reined in the war horse, his voice trembling a little: "Brother Zhao, do you still recognize me?" ”

The villager was stunned, his eyes looked at Meng Yu who was freshly dressed and angry, he thought hard for a long time, and only then did he dare to answer uncertainly: "Are you Meng Yu?" ”

"Exactly." Meng Yu was overjoyed, he turned over and dismounted, strode to the villagers, and asked urgently: "Brother Zhao, have my parents been okay?" ”

He had been fighting abroad for many years, and he knew nothing about the state of his relatives and home, and when he had been at a loss, he was about to arrive at his door, but a fear rose in his heart, and he was afraid to hear bad news.

The villager didn't speak, he patted Meng Yu on the shoulder, sighed heavily, shook his head and left.

The reaction of the villagers was like a basin of ice water poured from standing in the snow, which made Meng Yu cold from head to toe, and he suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and he couldn't care about leading the war horse at the moment, and ran towards the door of the house with a bump.

But the scene in front of him almost made Meng Yu faint, only to see that his house had been surrounded by pine pines and cypresses, and the tombs were located on both sides, and a gust of spring breeze was blowing, not only was it refreshing, but it was bitterly cold.

The nine people who arrived in a hurry stood not far away, looking at Meng Yu with complicated eyes.

After a while, Meng Yu walked out of the broken door that had fallen into disrepair for a long time, looked to the east, and still had some hope in his heart.

But the reality is always so cruel, he didn't see his long-lost relatives, Meng Yu came out of his fantasy in a daze and cried in a low voice.

Wealth does not return to the hometown, such as brocade clothes at night, although Meng Yu is only long, but for remote villages, this official position is not small, I thought I was fighting for my parents, but who knew that when I came back, I would face a number of graves.

"Brother Meng......" and his party wanted to stop talking, they really couldn't find the right words to comfort Meng Yu, five years of anticipation, in exchange for only people going to empty houses, people died in the fields.

Gradually, there were more and more onlookers, and they looked at Meng Yu, who was kneeling on the ground and crying silently, and shook their heads and sighed.

Crying all night, breathless, unable to cry, only in my heart is there great sorrow.

"Meng Yu, don't cry......" The elders in the village pushed aside the crowd and walked up to Meng Yu tremblingly.

Meng Yu raised his head, his eyes crisscrossed his face, a man with iron bones, facing the enemy army who didn't know what cowardice was, at this time he was crying like a three-year-old child.

"Feng Bo, what the hell is going on? My parents, although they were old, did not die so early. He even wanted to ask where his wife was, but the voice was stuck in his throat and he couldn't spit it out.

"This ......." Feng Bo wanted to speak and stopped, he didn't want to tell Meng Yu, but seeing Meng Yu's broken liver and intestines, he couldn't bear it, so he said: "In the spring of last year, the county commander accompanied the prince of the Wang family to go hunting......"

Things are always strikingly similar, just like the world is always indispensable to bullies who oppress the people, and there are always gentlemen who molest women from good families.

Meng Yu didn't expect the truth of the matter to be like this, his wife was humiliated and committed suicide by jumping into the river; His parents failed to obstruct him, and he was beaten to death by a vicious slave.

Although it is the same story, the truth of the matter is so.

The elder looked at Meng Yu, who was trembling because of anger, and tried to persuade: "Meng Yu, I think it's better to stop this matter, now that nobles and rogues abound, our people endure the calm for a while, take a step back and open the sky." ”

"It's a good one to endure the calm for a while, take a step back and open the sky, dare to ask this old gentleman, do you know where I was last year?"

The elder shook his head, indicating that he didn't know.

The Han army who opened his mouth showed a hint of sneer: "Last year, we fought a bloody battle with the Southern Xiongnu in Mingshan, and fought to the death in Jiuyuan and Dongqiang the year before last. ”

The Meng family has been in the army since his grandfather, and they have never broken it for three generations, but they are defending against the Hu people outside, but their family members have been brutalized by Haoqiang, this feeling is like the person they desperately want to protect, and suddenly stab you in the back.

This kind of pain can not be felt by villagers in a corner of peace.

One of the Han soldiers pulled out his ring head knife and strode in front of Meng Yu: "Brother Meng, as long as you give an order, we can kill the county government and avenge our uncle and aunt." ”

Meng Yu finally stopped bowing, and said without replying: "You guys go, I won't avenge this revenge." ”

"Why?" The Han soldier's eyes widened, and he was obviously angry.

Meng Yu is like a marionette to be manipulated, with empty eyes: "A certain heart is dead, and I have no ambition to join the army, I just want to guard the tomb here for three years to fulfill my filial piety." ”

"If you don't avenge your parents, you're a son of man in vain." Seeing that Meng Yu was unmoved, the Han soldier finally couldn't help but scold: "Phew, I misjudged you for being a seven-foot man." ”

Meng Yu did not answer, but silently drew his saber, concentrating on decorating the artemisia grass for the two tombs, and the Han soldier was about to say more, but another Han soldier hurriedly stepped forward to grab him.

"Let's go......" The Han soldier glanced at Meng Yu deeply, and dragged the other Han soldier away.

The sound of horses' hooves rose from the ground, Meng Yu's hand stopped, and he glanced at the nine knights who had already ridden away.

The waning moon was like a hook, and the cold north wind blew through all the exposed targets in the silent night, freezing to a whimper and crying, Meng Yu traveled at night with a knife, galloping on the official road to Niexian.

Suddenly, someone in front of him blocked the way, and Meng Yu fixed his eyes to see that it was the nine Han soldiers under him.

Meng Yu frowned: "Why are you here?" ”

A Han soldier said loudly: "Brother Meng, your acting skills are almost hot." ”

Meng Yu shook his head, his tone was quite helpless: "This trip is auspicious, I don't want to affect you." ”

The Han soldier looked at his partner behind him: "How can you say that you have no clothes?" ”

"Fellow with the Son." The remaining eight Han soldiers shouted in unison.

"Wang Yuxingshi."

"Repair my spear and have the same enmity with my son!"

The nine Han soldiers pulled out their ring swords at the same time, and their movements were neat and neat.