The hustle and bustle dissipated, and on the entire training ground, groups of young students showed full vitality on their faces, and they were the cadets of the Baoding Military Academy that had just finished training.

Rubbing his sore arm, Han Zheng showed a touch of helplessness and pain on his face: "However, I finally survived the first difficult days...... Han Zheng muttered to himself, and then dragged his tired body back to the dormitory.

Han Zheng, a person who is directly subordinate, has a lot of words. Born in a family of scholars, although it is now in decline, his stubborn father still insists on passing on poetry and books, but in this upcoming era of martial arts, perhaps his persistence will sink in this troubled era.

Just like now, due to Han Zheng's insistence and the pressure of the current situation, Han Zheng's father finally had to agree that Han Zheng threw down the pen in his hand and entered the military career, but after all, he was a scholar, and before his son entered the army, he fought for Han Zheng in advance for the word 'Shaowu', as for the meaning, it is self-evident.

However, how can there be no 'martial arts' in this era......

Han Zheng has now become an excellent cadet in the infantry department, if there is no accident, after graduating this year, he will be sent abroad to study abroad as a guaranteed student at public expense, but I don't know whether to study in Japan or Germany.

However, no one knew that the soul of this excellent military cadet in the mouth of the teacher and student was a visitor from outside the world, to be precise, a soul from outside the world.

"Shaowu, your father has come to see you again, waiting for you at the gate of the school building." Just as Han Zheng was about to enter the dormitory area, a loud greeting came from outside.

"Got it, I'll come right away,......" Han Zheng responded, turned around and walked towards the outside of the school building.

Although Han Zheng has been in this world for half a year, the initial panic and helplessness in his heart have gradually disappeared in the long river of time, but in this big era, Han Zheng still feels a little unaccustomed, not because of the unaccustomed to life, but the loneliness engraved in his bones.

He still clearly remembers that in his previous life, when he had just graduated from college, the last gathering between classmates, Han Zheng and his classmates and friends, together with the anxiety of longing for the future, with the melancholy of separation and the vision of the future, the classmates drank happily, and when they were drunk, they laughed and hugged each other and cried, and their eyes were as good as yesterday.

However, on their way home after the party, they were unfortunately hit by a truck, Han Zheng thought he was dead, but when he woke up, he was in this parallel world.

I don't know if my classmates in my previous life will remember me? Their dorm mates are going to cry, right? I wonder what happened to my parents, what should they do if they lost their only son and are no longer young? Those favorite military magazines and models that he collected, will my father throw them away? After all, his parents don't like him fiddling with those things, but maybe they'll keep them as a memory.

Thinking of this, a piercing pain flared up, his brows furrowed slightly, and his steps became a little staggering.

According to the recent Han Zheng understanding of this era, it is a real troubled era, it is the last years of the Qing Dynasty, it is an era full of heroes, and it is a bloody and cruel era, although it is different from the history that he is familiar with, but the Qing Dynasty of the two worlds, in the face of foreign aggression, unexpectedly encountered!

Hey, dreams, too? Really?

"Hurry up, why don't you hurry up, your father has been waiting for you at the door for a while."

Suddenly woke up, wiped away the tears that almost bloomed from the corners of his eyes, and walked forward with firm steps.

Chen Feng looked at the back of his friend, and couldn't help but be a little worried, since the last time Han Zheng's mother died, he returned home for his mother's funeral, he has become a little taciturn, and he is no longer as lively as before, and the number of times he is in a daze has also increased, and he has persuaded him many times for this, and he is not as active as before when he invited him to drink, but happily, Han Zheng has slowly returned to normal recently, although he still feels an inexplicable strangeness in his friend......

Later, Chen Feng inquired many times from friends and learned that when Han Zheng's mother died half a year ago, Han Zheng had been grieving for several days, and under the blow at that time, his body was weak and he passed out in front of the mourning hall.

But since then, Han Zheng has been in a daze a little more often.

When Han Zheng returned to school that time, his father personally sent him over, and the other party was still a little confused at that time, and his memory was a little confused. Hey, I hope he will get better soon, and the school will soon select students to stay in Japan and Germany, don't miss this opportunity......

"Dad, why are you here?" As soon as Han Zheng arrived at the front door, he saw his father standing there looking at him, the winter in the north was still very cold, although his father was standing very steady, but Han Zheng could still see his slightly trembling shoulders when he looked closely.

His father's name is Han Sheng, a very common name, but he has also been a showman before, until he went to Beijing many times to catch the exam, and his name fell to Sun Shan, and because he had no money to do some relationships, he was stubborn, and after returning home, he naturally had no good errands to give him, and he was disheartened, and since then he has cut off the road to the imperial examination and returned to the countryside to become a teacher.

It wasn't until later, under Han Zheng's grandfather, Zhang Luo, that he married Han Zheng's mother, Xu.

And Han Zheng's grandfather also passed away when Han Zheng was 10 years old, and Han Zheng naturally had no impression at this time. When Han Zheng was 13 years old, Han Zheng, who was growing up, was clamoring to become a soldier, and Han Sheng, who had no choice, had to find his son's uncle Xu Jin.

Xu Jin is a small landowner in the local countryside, his family has little wealth, and it is not easy to object to Han Zheng's decision after Han Sheng agrees, so he spent money to send Han Zheng to the Baoding Army Officer Academy to study, hoping that Han Zheng can shine on the lintel, after all, he was born in troubled times.

"I'm here to do some business in the city, and I'll come to see you by the way." Looking at his son, who was a little silent in front of him, Han Zheng felt a little sad and a little relieved.

Han Zheng resembles his mother, his skin is slightly white, unlike a child who grows in the countryside, he has been loved by his mother since he was a child, how can Han Sheng not think of marrying a wife when he sees him now?

And when his wife was dying, she was still worried about her son's future and asked herself to take good care of him. But his son was too sad, and after a serious illness, he became a lot more silent like a different person, although the previous frizzy problems have also changed a lot, but Han Sheng always felt that he did not take good care of his son.

Looking at the son in front of him who was much stronger than before, he couldn't help but feel relieved and a little self-blame at the same time, he was only sad about the death of his wife, and ignored his son for a while, fortunately his son was in danger, at this time, Han Sheng also hoped that Han Zheng would be able to get ahead in the future, and no longer be a useless scholar like himself.

After finishing speaking, Han Sheng handed the package with clothes to his son who was also silent with some silence, and wanted to explain some words to make his son pay attention to his body, but Dan just opened his mouth and didn't know how to say it, he usually played a serious role in front of his son, and it was a little difficult to change his role for a while.

It was Han Zheng who saw his father's thoughts, and took the initiative to break the silence first: "Dad, I'm all right, my body is completely well, and I've caught up with my studies, don't worry, everything is fine, you take care of yourself alone at home, what's the matter, just let the fat third uncle in the village give a message." ”

Uncle Fat Third is a businessman in the village, thin and thin, so people give him the nickname Fat San, and he will enter the city once in a while.

"Okay." The father answered, looked at his son carefully, patted Han Zheng's shoulder, and turned to leave, Han Zheng opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but finally his lips squirmed a few times, and quietly watched his father's figure walk across the street corner.

In fact, he was always a little unnatural in the face of his father who was in this body, and he knew that his father was here to see him, not just "come to do things and take a look" as his father said. Since his mother's death, it was barely two months before his father would come to see him. Thinking of this, Han Zheng's nose was a little sour.

"From then on, he was my father." Glancing at the corner where his father had disappeared again, Han Zheng turned around and walked towards the door.

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