Chapter 142: High Wind and Bright Festival

On this day, Wei Changfeng actually didn't have much to do.

On this day, Wei Changfeng didn't think of Li Qianyue for the first time.

His mind was full of General Ma's dying appearance.

He always felt that it was fake, he thought that he should go to bed earlier, and when he woke up, he would hear Ma Yong's loud voice, and he would see Ma Yong patting his head and laughing.

So he lay down and tried to sleep.

He lay down for a long, long, long time, but he didn't know why, he never fell asleep.

He finally cried.

He knew that General Lu Daoma would not come back, but why couldn't he fall asleep? If you fall asleep, maybe you will see General Ma again in your dreams, just one glance, just one more look.

Early the next morning, outside Liaoyuan City, the drums were low.

This is not the drum of war, this is the drum of sorrow.

Boom!

The voice seemed to strike on people's hearts, and it made people's hearts tremble.

On the barren land, the soldiers were neatly arranged.

Wei Changfeng and Fang Zhenhai stood at the forefront, and behind them were generals from all walks of life. All had white cloth on their armor.

Fang Zhenhai is the commander, so he naturally has to stand in the front, Wei Changfeng is the tooth general of the second team, General Chang is killed, he has to act as General Chang, since it is General Chang of their team who died, of course he has to stand in front.

Boom!

The drums beat again.

"Soul ~~~ Return!" Ten soldiers, full of Chu accents, put their hands on their chests and shouted in unison.

Ma Yong is a native of Chu, and according to the customs of Chu, he found ten soldiers to dance the Battle Spirit Dance.

This is the second time Wei Changfeng has seen this ceremony. He hoped that this would be the last time it would be, and that it would be better to never, never have to have such a ritual again.

Boom!

"Soul ~~~ Return!"

Wow!

All the generals hit the scabbard neatly.

Everyone's face was full of grief and indignation.

Boom!

"Soul ~~~ Return!"

Wow!

The generals' hands slapped heavily on their scabbards.

Soon, they will use this hand to draw their swords and pay tribute to General Ma with the blood of the Donghu people, as well as to every Han soldier who died in battle.

A general burst into tears.

It's Zhao Zi'an.

He had been in a deep self-reproach, and in just one night, he seemed to have aged ten years at once, the wrinkles at the corners of his eyes suddenly increased, and even his hair became a lot whiter.

"Soul ~~~ Return!"

The last of the ten soldiers to cried out out in this mournful voice.

"After the ceremony of Jing Chu is over, please perform the ritual of sacrifice." The master of ceremonies said loudly.

Fang Zhen took a step forward on the sea, facing to the side and waiting.

Wei Changfeng was a little surprised.

According to traditional customs, Fang Zhenhai is right to do this, because the Chu ceremony has been completed, the next step is to bow down to the deceased's spirit card, and on the side there is the deceased's family to return the salute, General Fang stepped forward and stood on the side, just waiting for the family to come up.

The question is, when the march is made, where are the family members? Even General Fang can't bring his family, let alone General Ma? I've never heard of General Ma's family members in the army.

A person with filial piety all over his body, his eyes were red and swollen, and he slowly stepped forward.

"It's you!" Wei Changfeng cried out in a lost voice.

This person is none other than Ma Wei, the centurion Ma Wei who he always thought was stupid and only worthy of guarding outside Nina's tent!

Before this, Wei Changfeng never thought that Ma Wei and Ma Yong would be relatives, there are many people with the surname Ma in the army, how can it be that a person surnamed Ma is a family with Ma Yong? Besides, whether it is a rising account or a private drink, Ma Yong has never called Ma Wei, so Wei Changfeng has never thought of this possibility, but now he knows that this Ma Wei is ......

Fang Zhenhai first bowed deeply to Ma Yongling, and after Ma Wei returned the salute, he turned to face the generals and said slowly: "This is General Ma's younger brother Ma Wei, seeing the position of centurion, General Ma is loyal to the country, although the brother is in the army, but he has never mentioned it to anyone, although the two brothers often meet, they have always been pretending not to know each other. This is not only the public and selfless of General Ma, but also the public and selfless of Centurion Ma. ”

Only then did the generals understand.

It turned out that the two brothers were in the army together, and Ma Yong was General Chang, but Ma Wei was only a centurion, and the generals in the defense army looked at Ma Wei differently, and the two brothers pretended not to know each other at all.

Ma Yong's doing this is of course a high wind and bright festival, but Ma Wei can do this, and it is even more high-windy and bright. His elder brother is the supreme commander of the headquarters, but he is willing to be a centurion, and never mentions to others that he is Ma Yong's younger brother, how many people can do this kind of quality?

The generals looked at Ma Wei with a look full of admiration.

Wei Changfeng looked at Ma Wei, and suddenly felt that he could only look up.

Yes, he was a little centurion. He is indeed a man of his own mind. However, when people are born in the world, wisdom is passed on by nature, but virtue is nurture. The virtue of Ma Wei is as high as the sun and the moon, comparable to the blue sky, compared to the ancient ** sage, and does not give a cent.

Wei Changfeng took a step forward and bowed deeply to Ma Yong's spirit card.

When the service is over, the congregation will return to the camp.

Wei Changfeng did not return to the camp immediately.

He felt his chest pound now.

Without Ma Yong, he suddenly felt a little weak in his heart. Does he really want to be in command of the second team alone? How long does such an agent last? Can General Fang transfer a General Chang as soon as possible? Will General Chang, who is transferred again, be an easy person to get along with? How will he manage the second team before that? Does he still have time to take a look at Satsuki?

These questions, coming and going in his mind, made him unable to calm down for a moment.

He simply quit everyone and walked around the city alone. If he is a little afraid to go back to the camp now, it is actually okay, because he is really afraid, afraid that when he returns to the second team barracks, he will have to sit in the same place where Ma Yong once sit.

That put too much pressure on him, and that reminded him of General Ma.

Before he knew it, he walked in front of a Taoist temple.

There are couplets on the left and right in front of the door of the Taoist temple, but unlike other couplets, this couplet is very special.

The upper link is: the dust falls into the water and the water is clear and the law is clear, and the lower link is: the wind and clouds move the day.

Wei Changfeng read it twice, and felt that there was a sense of helplessness in this couplet, not only did he not say how great the Fa was, but he was saying that this Fa could not stop the disputes of the world after all, so he couldn't help but be interested and walked into the Taoist temple.

When I entered the door to see, I saw that it was a very small courtyard, just in the middle of a small main hall, there is a side hall on the left and right, the side hall on the left side is hung with curtains, it seems to be the living place of the Taoist, and the side hall on the right side seems to be the place where the debris is piled up. If this small Taoist temple is a Taoist temple, it seems that there is nothing wrong with saying that it is an ordinary house with one entry and three bedrooms, but it is the residence of Taoist priests, not ordinary people.

Wei Changfeng entered the Taoist temple smoothly, originally there was no special intention, at this time he saw that this small Taoist temple had nothing to see, and was about to turn around and exit the temple, but he heard someone in the hall on the left side chanting: "Go to the east gate, don't care about returning." Come to the door, sad and sad. There is no bucket of rice storage in Anzhong, and there is no hanging clothes on the shelf. Draw the sword and go to the east gate, and the mother in the house is holding her clothes and crying. His family wants to be rich and noble, and the concubines and concubines share the milk. The upper use of the cang, so the next should use this yellow mouth. At this time, it is incorruptible, it is difficult to offend the teachings, and it is okay for you to return to self-love. Yes! I'm too late! Be cautious and hope for your return. ”

Wei Changfeng's heart suddenly felt sour.