Chapter 8: The General's Visit

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Father Ling took Song Qi and Ling Xue and walked out of the courtyard, ready to set off for Dream Island and go to the appointment of Ming Zhu Gong.

Suddenly, the sound of horses' hooves came to my ears, and in an instant I saw five men and five horsemen turn out of the mountain, galloping towards this side, and in the blink of an eye they were near. The three of them threw off their horses, and one person in front of them, wearing brocade clothes, covered with azure cloaks, sword eyebrows and tiger eyes, strange appearance, and majestic figure. He threw the reins of his horse backwards to his retinue, and then strode up with a meteor, and the voice of the man came: "Brother Helai, long time no see!" You're getting more and more immortal! ā€

"Ah, who should I be, it turned out to be General Kim! Higg Hick! When Father Ling saw this person, he hurriedly greeted him, hugged his fists and smiled, "It's rude and rude before you can greet him!" ā€

Ling Xue winked at Song Qi and sighed in a low voice, saying that she couldn't go, she had to change the day. Song Qi nodded, he didn't really care.

When General Jin saw that the three of them were carrying their luggage and seemed to be about to go out, he shrugged his shoulders and said with a dry smile: "It seems that I came at the wrong time!" Brother Helai, where are you going? ā€

Father Ling hurriedly threw his luggage to Ling Xue, and turned back to the courtyard with General Jin's hand, while laughing and said, "It's better to come early than to come by chance!" Originally, I took Ling Xue and them to the island for two days. ā€

General Jin laughed, and when he passed by Ling Xue's side, he reached out and patted her on the head, and said with a smile: "Xue'er has grown up again, and she is becoming more and more peugeot!" ā€

Song Qi looked at the two of them entering the inner hall hand in hand, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart: "This isolated seaside mountain village is really not simple!" Usually sparsely populated and inaccessible, but if you don't come, you have it, and if you come, you are all very identious. Ming Zhugong, who came half a month ago, according to Ling Xue, is the richest man today. General Jin who came today, judging by his appearance, dress and conversation, is by no means an idle person. The mountain is not high, there are immortals, the water is not deep, and the dragon is spiritual, this sentence is too right. It seems that Master is no ordinary mountain villager! ā€

Father Ling and General Jin stepped into the inner hall hand in hand, and they had a good conversation inside. The four entourages were busy unloading the prey brought along the way from the horses, dissecting and cleaning them, and preparing for the barbecue, while Ling Xue and Song Qi also helped to set up the shelves and mix the condiments. The six of them worked hard for an hour, and finally they were ready. There was a fire in the yard, the flames were blazing, there was a wooden shelf on the fire, and a whole deer was barbecued on the shelf, which was barbecued to make a sneering sound, and the aroma was overflowing, filling the whole yard, hooking people's stomach, and taking people's hearts.

The aroma of roast deer wafted into the house, seducing General Jin and Father Ling, who were talking in the inner hall. General Jin praised, "It's so fragrant!" He snatched the knife from the hand of the entourage, personally cut the meat, handed a piece to each person, and came a piece himself, put it in his mouth and bit it, and praised it while biting: "This is the best venison I have ever tasted!" ā€

After a few pieces of meat and a few glasses of wine, General Jin squinted at Father Ling and asked, "Brother Helai, do you remember when we sneaked into Xiangguo's Mansion to assassinate Fei Chong's old thief?" ā€

"How can you forget? I only hate that I didn't kill the old thief back then, and I didn't avenge the general's family! Father Ling bit a piece of meat, took a sip of wine, and said with a smile to General Jin.

"Although I couldn't assassinate the old thief, the fire at that time also caused the old thief to suffer heavy losses!" General Kim's eyes were blazing, staring at the fire, and he had a big smile on his face.

"Yes, if it wasn't for the fire set by the general, it would be difficult for us to escape from the Prime Minister's Mansion." Father Ling put down his wine glass, reminisced happily, and clapped his hands and smiled, "Thinking of the old thief's appearance of being burned by the fire, it still makes people laugh." ā€

The two of them were eating meat, drinking wine in a big bowl, talking and laughing. Father Ling cut off a large piece of meat, handed it to General Jin, and reached out to pat his leg, and said with a smile: "Now the general is the chief soldier of Anhaiguan, and he has more than 10,000 soldiers under his command. ā€

"Although I have earned the false title of a general soldier for my merits in a hundred battles, I have no more than a thousand soldiers under my command, and I will be less than ten." General Jin picked up the wine glass, drank it all, looked up to the sky and sighed: "There are only thousands of men and horses, how to raise troops, how to defend them?" It seems that I have been in vain for the past seventeen years, and my family's blood and revenge still have no way to revenge! ā€

"Why? Aren't all the soldiers under the command of tens of thousands of soldiers? Father Ling felt incredible, so he asked in surprise.

"Alas, the other generals have tens of thousands of soldiers and horses, but I have less than a thousand. The emperor said: Anhaiguan relies on the mountains and the sea, the terrain is dangerous, one man is the pass, ten thousand people are not open, and a thousand people and horses are comparable to 10,000. It seems that this emperor still has a grudge against me! General Jin's tone was full of indignation, and after speaking, he put the cup to the side and slammed it, and the wine in the cup splashed everywhere.

"I see!" Father Ling was surprised, "Is it because you are a patriot?" ā€

"yes!" General Jin stared at the raging flames with his eyes and said with a solemn expression, "My father once commanded the patriotic army and defeated the Chen State, and the emperor still remembers this matter. ā€

"These things are in the past, and they were each his own master, and it had to be so." Father Ling sighed. "How can I be angry with you...

General Jin's cup was stunned, and Ling Xue and Song Qi jumped up, and they quickly tore off a piece of meat, quietly left the fire, and slipped outside to Longwei Mountain.

Before going up the mountain, there was the roar of the waves hitting the shore in my ears, and after reaching the top, what appeared in front of me was the endless vast sea, only to see the waves surging, the waves rolling, crashing, layer after layer, advancing layer by layer, rushing straight to the shore, lapping the shore, making an earth-shattering roar, and the waves that hit up reached the low-hanging white clouds, almost splashing on Song Qi's body.

Song Qi shook his head and couldn't help but take a few steps back.

The two of them found a clean stone and sat down, overlooking the waves on the sea. After sitting silently for a long time, neither of them spoke, but Ling Xue opened her mouth and said softly: "That General Jin, his name is Jin Zhenglei, his father turned out to be the general of the country, called Jin Guoan, and my father was his father's personal soldier twenty years ago. ā€

"Oh, I see." Song Qi nodded.

Ling Xue sighed and said in a gloomy tone: "Seventeen years ago, Jin Guoan was framed by the Minister of Defense, and was beheaded all over the house. ā€

"Raiding all over the house?" Song Qi was taken aback when he heard this. Although he often saw such tragic stories in novels, it was the first time he had heard such a thing in reality.

"Yes, only Kim Jong-lei escaped alone." Ling Xue said with a solemn expression, "Later, my father and Kim Zhenglei went to Xiangguo's mansion to assassinate Fei Chong, but they didn't succeed, so they embarked on the road of escape... ā€

General Kim Jong-lei stayed at Ling's house for two nights and ignored Song Qi, as if Song Qi was non-existent air to him.

Song Qi didn't care. For him, Kim Jong-lei is just a passerby, and it doesn't matter if he says hello or not.

Jin Zhenglei glanced at Song Qi before stepping on the yellow horse, as if he suddenly noticed Song Qi's existence at this time, and asked Father Ling, "When is there one more person in the family?" ā€

"Oops, I forgot to introduce, this is my newly acquired apprentice Song Qi, Liang Guoren!" Father Ling hurriedly smiled and pulled Song Qi to introduce Jin Zhenglei.

Jin Zhenglei had a smile in his eyes, his eyes swept over Song Qi, and then he flickered on Ling Xue, still returned to Ling's father, nodded and smiled: "Okay!" This will also take care of one more person! Then he pulled the saddle and got on the horse, turned back to Father Ling, and told him repeatedly: "Brother Helai, I am waiting for you at Anhaiguan, you come over as soon as possible!" When he had finished speaking, he whipped his horse, and the horse neighed, and ran away, and the two attendants followed the horse, and the five horses flew away, rolling up all the way to the smoke and dust, and soon disappeared at the bend of the mountain, and only the sound of the horse's hooves was still heard.

Two days later, Father Ling led his horse, carried his bags and sword, and prepared to set off. Before leaving, he held Song Qi's hand with both hands and asked, "Qi'er, I have something important to go to An's Customs, maybe a month or two, Xue'er will ask you to take care of it." ā€

"Master, don't worry, I will definitely live up to your trust." Song Qi shook Daddy Ling's hand back with both hands and agreed.

Father Ling shook Song Qi's hand vigorously, and Yin Yin advised: "You have to practice diligently, and when you come back, I will test whether you have made progress, and then teach you the trick of shooting." ā€

Song Qi agreed: "Master, don't worry, I will definitely practice the basic skills hard, and I will not delay in chopping wood and carrying water." ā€

Father Ling was very appreciative in his heart, squinted at Song Qi's eyes, and said earnestly: "You have a very high understanding, a bright brain, and a clever mind, you can create all kinds of clever things, you are by no means a mediocre person, and your achievements in the future are limitless." In the past ten years, I have accepted more than a dozen disciples for my teacher, and there are many with higher qualifications than you, but there are few with higher understanding than you. As a teacher, I have thought about it in the past few days, maybe you are the closed disciple sent to me by God. ā€

Closed disciples? So in addition to archery, Master also wants to pass on my martial arts? Song Qi was overjoyed in his heart, with a smile on his face, and said humbly in his mouth: "Master has won the award!" The apprentice knows that his endowment is very poor, and he is not suitable for martial arts. Master can teach me to learn archery is already extraordinarily kind, how can I dare to be a closed disciple? ā€

"It makes sense to be a teacher!" Father Ling smiled slightly, turned his head and explained a few words to his daughter, asking her to study hard, practice martial arts diligently, and not be slack.

Ling Xue smiled coquettishly: "Dad, you can go with confidence." I'm not a child! I'll do what you say! ā€

Father Ling nodded, but the saddle recognized and flew on the horse, and instructed again on the horse: "You guys should send it here." Practice martial arts diligently, and when you come back, I will check whether you both have improved! As he spoke, he flicked his whip and rode away.

Song Qi and Ling Xue stood at the foot of Huanglongling and watched Father Ling turn into a long and narrow valley, his back disappearing between the mountains, forests and grass, only the sound of horses' hooves was still heard.

"Alas, it's been more than a month since I crossed here, and my father, who lost his son for a month, what about now? What about mothers? Song Qi looked at the back of the master gradually moving away, Song Qi vaguely seemed to see his father's back, from childhood to adulthood, his father sent him to school, and after arriving at the school gate, when he looked back, he could see his father's back step by step.

"When I used to read books, I often saw a story of a mother who lost her son, hoped for her son's return, longed for it, and finally lost her sight. Alas... Thinking of this, Song Qi's eyes moistened...