Thinking of his mother who was lying in the dark dirt forever on the mountain, Zeng Guofan couldn't help but feel sad. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

When he arrived at the ancestral grave and looked at a new grave, Zeng Guofan could no longer suppress the sadness in his heart and his longing for his mother, and cried loudly: "Mother, the child is not filial, and it is too late to ......."

Thinking of the last goodbye to his mother, he left home to go to the capital, and the old man took his hand and sent him ten miles away from home along the mountain road and against the north wind. At that time, he was in his thirties and a father at an early age, but his mother still treated him as a child.

I still remember that when I was leaving, my mother choked back tears and told him to take care of his body, be an official in the capital, and take time to go home to see his father and mother.

Zeng Guofan still remembers that when he walked two or three miles away, he looked back and saw that the old man was still standing on the top of a small dirt slope on the side of the road, letting the biting north wind blow her gray hair, and staring at his back......

For many years, this scene has always haunted Zeng Guofan's mind, affecting his endless nostalgia.

But now, when he returns to his hometown as an official, he will never see his old mother who gave birth to him and raised him again! Thinking of this, in an instant, Zeng Guofan seemed to feel that the glory and wealth in the world were like dust and soot, and they would disappear in a flash. In the world of life, only the affection between flesh and blood is truly and forever worth cherishing. He couldn't help but burst into tears, and he threw himself desperately to the grave, crying out heartbreakingly: "Mother! My son is late! I'm sorry for you......"

Just as this extreme grief covered the grave, Zeng Guofan, who was in grief, suddenly heard unusual and rapid footsteps behind him.

As soon as he stood up, before he could look back behind him, he suddenly felt a huge pain in the back of his right thigh. Only then did I find two strong thieves dressed as ordinary country farmers, one of them was holding a sharp knife and swung it at him, and the other had no knife in his hand, but he also waved his hands and followed up to hug him.

But he didn't know where he came from, and he wanted to kill himself directly! Zeng Guofan was shocked, staggered, and fell to the ground, only to find that there was still a sharp knife stuck in his right thigh, which stabbed the wound deeper.

Perhaps it was the old mother in the grave who appeared to her, and the thief with the knife tripped over the thick straw rope used to carry the coffin abandoned by the grave, and fell to the ground, but the sharp knife in his hand was accidentally inserted into the calf of the other thief who pounced empty-handed, and both thieves fell to the ground at the moment.

Zeng Guofan took the opportunity to shout for help. Fortunately, Zeng Guofan's third brother, Zeng Guoquan, obeyed his father's assignment and followed Zeng Guofan from afar, waited at the bottom of the mountain, heard the shout, and then picked up a wooden stick and rushed up the hill where the ancestral grave was buried.

At this time, Zeng Guofan was kicked by the thief who was originally holding the knife, and his eyes were bloody, and then he was hugged by the thief, and the thief shouted that another thief whose calf was poked by a sharp knife: "Brother Huang, brother is sorry for you!" However, now is not the time to calculate, you quickly pull out the sharp knife, and then talk about this demon head! ”

The thief, who was called Brother Huang, pulled out the sharp knife on his calf in pain, his face turned pale, and he glared at the thief who was hugging Zeng Guofan with hatred, and then limped and stabbed Zeng Guofan with a knife.

Zeng Guofan was in a hurry, and hurriedly grabbed the thief's arm with his hand, trying to shake off the thief who was hugging him behind him, but he was so hooped by him that he couldn't move at all. Seeing that he was about to be stabbed with a sharp knife, Zeng Guofan suddenly thought of the sharp dagger given by his friend Guo Songtao hidden in his arms, hurriedly took it out, and stabbed the thief behind him in a panic.

Hearing a miserable scream, the thief behind him was stabbed in the chest with a sharp dagger, and he couldn't help but let go of his arms. Zeng Guofan was relieved, and even crawled to the side, forgetting the sharp pain of the wound on his right thigh.

At this time, Zeng Guoquan, who was holding a wooden stick, arrived and blocked Zeng Guofan.

When Zeng Guofan saw Zeng Guoquan arrive, he made up his mind. He knew that although Zeng Guoquan was also a scholar, he had practiced martial arts since he was a child, and ordinary two or three people were not his opponents. Then he hoarsely said to Zeng Guoquan: "Lao Jiu, catch the thief and ask who wants to harm your brother!" ”

Zeng Guoquan responded in a rough voice. Lifting the wooden stick, he hit the lame thief called Brother Huang who rushed towards him, hitting the bridge of the thief's nose, and blood splattered everywhere.

The thief fell to the ground with a thud, and before he could get up, Zeng Guoquan kicked the thief in the side waist.

The thief screamed and lay on the grave, unable to stand up again.

Zeng Guoquan looked at the thief behind Zeng Guofan again, he was already out of breath and inlet in little, and he was about to die, so he didn't care about him, pulled out the dagger on the thief's chest, and walked towards the other thief lying on the grave.

He grabbed the thief, pressed the bloody dagger to the thief's neck, and shouted, "Say, who sent you here to murder my brother?" ”

Zeng Guofan endured the pain and also went this way, he also wanted to know who was going to kill him. No wonder after entering Xiangyin, he always felt that someone was following him along the way, but because he was in a hurry to mourn, he didn't care. Unexpectedly, someone really wanted to assassinate himself!

The thief who was held to the neck with a dagger, although he was poor, had a strong personality, turned his head away, and did not say a word.

Zeng Guoquan's heart was on fire, and with a slight force, the sharp dagger in his hand pierced the skin of the thief's neck, and blood suddenly came out.

The thief, who was in pain, gritted his teeth and just snorted a few times.

This thief, known as Brother Huang, and the other thieves who are dead, are the two fine brothers that Feng Yunshan is talking about, and they were sent to Xiangyin to assassinate Zeng Guofan.

Two months ago, they came to Zeng Guofan's hometown, but found that Zeng Guofan did not stay in his hometown as the above intelligence said, so they hid and waited until Zeng Guofan's mother died, and Zeng Guofan did not appear. Later, when the Taiping army crossed the border, they hid far away.

As soon as the Taiping army withdrew, the two inquired around, but learned that Zeng Guofan was rushing home from Jiangxi, so they hurriedly waited on the road they had to pass.

After admitting several wrong people, finally, the person who looked like Zeng Guofan, whom the two followed on this day, returned to Zeng's house. Only then did the two determine that this person was the Zeng demon head who was going to assassinate.

He followed all the way up the mountain, came to the cemetery, and when he saw Zeng Guofan crying for the grave, he assassinated him. It's also that these two people are too inexperienced, and they missed a great opportunity to assassinate in vain.

At this moment, the remaining Huang brothers were extremely annoyed in their hearts, and they didn't know if they could complete the task assigned by the above. He could only hope now that the poison on the knife would be truly effective and deadly. However, once it really works, he himself will definitely die, because his own calf has been stabbed with a sharp knife with poison.

However, now that he is captured by the demon head's younger brother, whether he is poisoned or not, he will definitely die. So, he suddenly screamed and desperately grabbed the dagger held by Zeng Guoquan.

Under some dispute, the strong Zeng Guoquan quickly gained the upper hand, and one of them couldn't stop it, and stabbed it in Brother Huang's neck.

Brother Huang, who was glaring angrily, looked at Zeng Guofan next to him, grinned and said with a bloody smile: "You damn Qing Demon Head, it's almost there!" Haha......" Before he finished laughing, he turned his head and died.

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