Han Yong is usually taciturn, and he doesn't have any friends. Therefore, he can only suffer by himself, self-patience, and when he met Gao Yue today, he already had a special impression of Gao Yue, but now he is drunk in his heart, and he only feels that he has something in his heart, and he does not vomit or be unhappy.

"Brother Gao, I don't know how you value Han so much. But Han felt that you had an extraordinary bearing, and those rough men who came to join the army were not ordinary people at all. ”

"Oh? I don't know why Brother Han looks at me? ”

Han Yong had basically calmed down. He took a sip of the wine in his glass and smacked his lips.

He said to himself: "I have known Brother Gao for a short time, so I don't dare to discuss it. But I feel that no matter how you say it, for example, those people are either poor at home and really unable to sustain, so they have no choice but to join the army to have a full stomach, eat food and become a soldier, and eat food as a soldier. ”

"Either that, it's a lot of strength, I don't want to waste it in the fields and fields, to join the army, or I can mix it up with a good future, relying on literature in prosperous times, and using force in troubled times. But your brother Gao, it seems that you are neither, you seem to have your own plans. ”

Under the flickering candle flame, Gao Yuehu's eyes were dotted with stars, and he said quietly: "How can you see it?" ”

Han Yong smiled lightly and said a little proudly: "If you don't even have the ability to perceive and reason, Han Mou also took off his military uniform early and honestly went back to his hometown to farm." ”

"I think Brother Gao, he has the bearing and skills, such a man will not starve to death anywhere. No matter how bad it is, with your ability, hunting some tigers, wolves, jackals and leopards in the mountains, in exchange for money and food, you will not be unable to live. ”

He paused and said unhurriedly: "Since it is not forced by life, it is to seek the future of the official." But today, the Lord of Zhicheng promoted you in person, from a white body who was not even a soldier, to the position of military commander. ”

"That's the second best martial artist in the city, second only to Pan Duwei, and even me, a veteran, was a little dazed and excited all of a sudden."

"But I looked at you coldly, my eyes were clear, there was no excitement and excitement, and the smile on my face was purely courtesy. You are saying words of gratitude, and I listen to your voice, which is also calm and normal, without a trace of trill. ”

"What does this mean, it shows that the position of Sima, which others dream of wanting, is not worth mentioning in your eyes, or you are not here to seek an official at all."

Han Yong said, leaned forward, his eyes were as sharp as a cone, and he inquired bluntly: "If what Han said is not bad, then I have to ask for advice, what is Brother Gao's plan?" ”

Outside the house was a dark and hazy night. The autumn wind is cold and whining. The stars in the sky seemed to be afraid of the cold, and they were also afraid of the wind, and they all quietly disappeared into the dark sky, dim and cold.

There was silence in the room for a moment. Han Yong's eyes were scorching, his face was like a knife sharpening an axe, and he looked directly at Gao Yue; Gao Yue also looked back, his face delicate. The atmosphere suddenly became cold and oppressive, and there was a sharp flow in the air.

For a long time, Gao Yue burst into laughter, but Han Yong didn't ask questions, he was still silent, and there was some vigilance in his eyes.

Gao Yue said calmly: "Brother Han is thoughtful, keen and calm, and he is really a rare talent. Buried here, wasting time, isn't it living up to what you have learned in your chest, and vain your man's good body? ”

"Do you know what I've learned?" Han Yong's face was not shocked, but his heart was jumping.

Gao Yue glanced at him and said with a smile: "For a general, you should have both wisdom and courage, know yourself and know your opponent, anticipate the enemy first, and act when you see the opportunity." Brother Han Liutao was not even halfway through, but he was already full of sharpness and armor, which was really admirable. ”

However, the younger brother has a word to tell. The key to a soldier is to be surprising and unpredictable, so that he can win. Battle after battle, the art of war is constant, the use is wonderful, and there is one heart. The principle of war strategy can only be used as a staff officer, and it cannot be feared for a lifetime, does Brother Han think so? ”

"The art of war is common, the use is wonderful, and it is ...... with one heart" Han Yong knew that Gao Yue must have seen the two military books on his desk. But his mind was unconsciously drawn by him, and when he heard this exquisite words, he couldn't help but be stunned, muttering to himself, frowning and thinking.

Gao Yue didn't care about him, and said: "I know that Brother Han has a strategy, but he has no choice but to sink here, and I also have a deep hatred for Brother Han. ”

"It's okay to be a fool and a fool, but a good man, how can he not rise up, with a sword in his hand, a middle school in his chest, calm the world, and play the generous story of making Longcheng fly and not teach Hu Ma to Yin Mountain?"

"But to make the dragon city fly, don't teach Humadu Yin Mountain? Good, good verse! When Han Yong heard this, his eyes widened suddenly, and he only felt that his heart was beating wildly and his blood was surging.

Gao Yue suddenly got up, and came to Han Yong's side in two steps, his sword eyebrows were upside down, his eyes were like electricity, and he said proudly: "What Brother Han said is exactly what he said!" ”

"Gao is not talented, and he thinks about courage and knowledge, but it is not bad. He also bears the teachings of his ancestors, does not dare or forgets, wants to form talents, train elite soldiers, stabilize Ding Boiling Yu, smooth the eight wildernesses and the four seas, and restore my Qingning world. ”

"Brother Han is in an embarrassing situation, but he can love himself, keep his heart, treat others strictly, and his husband too! However, Shouyang County is small and disabled, and it is difficult to stretch out your good skills. ”

"And Chen, Pan's boss, either shallow and obscene, or rigid and tyrannical, where do you know Brother Han's good and beautiful jade! Brother Han is empty of talents, why don't you join hands with me to succeed in your career? ”

The candle flame in the house is windless and automatic, and the jump is non-stop. Han Yong only felt that Gao Yue's words were like Huang Zhong Da Lu, and they rang out; The bursts of wine turned into beads of sweat, scrambling to be the first to dip out of the forehead, and the mouth was dry.

His mother endured all the hardships of life and raised him, and when he was nine years old, he finally became ill and died. Han Yong cried a lot, carried his mother's body alone, and found a sunny place to bury him on the hill near the village.

After burying his mother, he knelt on the grave, kowtowed and bleed, vowed to get ahead, and then come back to the beautiful funeral to bury his mother who loved him the most.

Although he hated his father and ignored his mother and son, after thinking about it, he still decided to go down the mountain to find his father in the army. After a lot of hard work, I found out that my father had become a personal general under the command of Xiping Taishou and Fenggaohou Ma Long.

When the father and son met, they were surprised and recognized each other. When his father learned that his wife and children had been living in embarrassment and suffering for many years, and that his wife had died of illness due to exhaustion, he couldn't help but feel guilty in his heart, and hugged Han Yong tightly, bursting into tears.

Xiping guarded Malone too much, and he had to report that a young man came to the army to recognize his father and join the army, and he was a little surprised and curious. After learning about the matter, he was very emotional, and personally gave instructions to allow Han Yong to stay in the army as a sign of encouragement.

After two years, Ma Long entered the Xianbei leader of Hexi to fight against the remnants of the Shuyi Function, and fought with the enemy in the Zhangye area.

Ma Long was grateful and compassionate to the martyrs, so he promoted the young Han Yong to be a personal soldier in front of the tent, and followed Ma Long to fight in Longyou and pacify the northwest. In his spare time, he was guided by Ma Long, and he benefited a lot.

After a few more years, Ma Long was old and frail, and finally died of illness in Xiping's post as Taishou. Ma Xian, the son of Ma Long, led his troops and served Sima Ying, the king of Chengdu, during the rebellion of the Eight Kings, Ma Xian died in battle, and the rest were still under the command of Sima Ying.

Can't wait for three or five years, Sima Ying was also defeated, Han Yong and other old departments were absorbed by Sima Yue, the king of the East China Sea, but he was sent to Shouyang County to be a team leader, he didn't have time to complain about himself, Qinzhou area was occupied by Sima Bao, and then Shouyang County was taken by Zhiping, and he continued to be his team leader.

After a flash, Han Yong is already twenty-seven years old, and he is still alone and unknown. He is conceited and familiar with military books, quite a general, and also wants to assist the Ming Lord, bring armor and wave troops, conquer the world, sweep away the smoke and dust, and realize the ambition in his heart.

The reality is that he is getting older, his family has not yet been established, and his business has not yet been established. As a big soldier in a small county town, he mingles with some vulgar, ignorant, and reckless men all day long, and no one understands him, no one appreciates him, and no one values him.

He was silent all day long, and in his spare time he looked at his father's hand-copied Liutao, but unfortunately it became chaotic in a hurry, and when he was wandering, he lost four books, and the remaining two books were like treasures, rubbing day and night.

The hardships of life are boring. The loneliness and helplessness of the soul is the most indescribable and unbearable. Day after day, Han Yong's heart was depressed and resentful and could not be resolved, he was not over thirty years old, but the wrinkles on his face were getting deeper and deeper.

He never said this to anyone, and he only suffered in his heart. But Gao Yue was like a roundworm in his stomach, peeling off the pain, unwillingness, confusion, struggle, etc., for him, and even the deepest ambition in his heart that had been exhausted was called out again.