"Zicheng, how many days have it been? Three days, right? Peng Zhan has not been out of the house for three days, spring ploughing has begun, he is the highest official on Jiangnan South Road, he does not come out to comfort the people and the army, people are uneasy, how can spring ploughing continue? Zhang Shumi's death is very sad, but he is still alive! Liu Ziyu looked at Yue Tuo's tightly closed room and sighed deeply.

Fang Hao shook his head helplessly, and said: "Peng Zhan and Zhang Shumi's envoy seem to have a good relationship, it seems that they have known each other since Peng Zhan was eight years old, ten years, the two of them have been friends for ten years, indeed, it is difficult to give up, Zhang Shumi's envoy also takes care of Peng Zhan, the two are fellow villagers, this time Zhang Shu's envoy died, the Northern Expeditionary Army was defeated, we all feel worried, Peng Zhan is so sad, it is really understandable." ”

Liu Ziyu shook his head and said: "People can't be resurrected after death, my father Liu Tao is in Zhending, I witnessed the Liao army going south this time, and then led the army to stick to Zhending, so I didn't let the Liao army succeed, but my father already felt that Hebei was not safe, and sent more soldiers and horses to the court to guard Hebei, renovate the war preparations, and also wrote a letter to let me go north to help, my father has a trick, how can I not go?" But Peng Zhan is like this, how can I put my mind at ease? ”

Fang Hao looked at Liu Ziyu, and then set his eyes on Yue Fan's house: "If there is really a northern enemy going south and Hebei is overturned, do you also want to go north and die in Hebei?" It's safe to stay here, isn't it? ”

Liu Ziyu looked at Fang Hao in surprise, and said with a serious face: "Zicheng, you are not an official of the imperial court, I don't blame you, but you must not say this to Peng Zhan!" You also grew up reading sage books, the rise and fall of the country, the husband is responsible, if the northern enemy really goes south, of course the men of my generation must defend the country and expel the northern enemy! How can you stay in the land south of the Yangtze River, sit back and watch the country in trouble and steal your life? So it could be counted as a boy? ”

Fang Hao looked up at the sky and sighed: "But in that case, you will definitely die!" ”

Liu Ziyu raised the sword in his hand at Fang Hao: "Although I am not a martial artist, I am also a man, I have the ambition to serve the country and full of blood, and the ambition to serve the country cannot be complete, so I will sprinkle it on the land of Hebei with full blood, and be full of loyalty!" Zicheng, everyone has their own ambitions, you can't force it, if you don't want to go, no one can force you, but Peng Zhan, he is an official of the imperial court, and he is deeply favored by the officials, how can he not go? It is reasonable to be reasonable, Peng Zhan has the responsibility of defending the land and defending the country, not to mention that he has 30,000 elite soldiers, which can be used in the land of Hebei, even if he is the pacification envoy of Jiangnan South Road, even if the soldiers and horses are all Jiangnan people, but we are all people of the Great Song Dynasty! ”

Fang Hao suddenly felt that he was a little weak-hearted, avoided Liu Ziyu's firm gaze, and said in a low voice: "Is it the people of the Great Song Dynasty who are going to die for the Great Song Dynasty?" How the Great Song Dynasty treated its people, you are not unseen. ”

Liu Ziyu's breath was stagnant, and he looked at Fang Hao with very surprised eyes, Fang Hao was uncomfortable with him, and almost wanted to escape, Liu Ziyu calmed down and said: "I am loyal to the Great Song Kingdom, not to a certain person, people will make mistakes, so I don't care about the person who makes mistakes, I just care about whether the person who makes a mistake can be corrected, Zicheng, I still say that, everyone has their own ambitions, whether it is your talent or Peng Zhan's talent, they are far above me, if you are willing to defend the country and fight, the blessing of the Great Song Dynasty is also!" ”

Liu Ziyu didn't say anything more, tightly held the sword in his hand, and left the Zhizhou Mansion, Fang Hao looked at Liu Ziyu's firm back, sighed deeply, walked to the closed door, and said in a low voice: "Peng Zhan, have you heard everything?" I've been looked down upon, and maybe you'll be looked down on by him too, right? We are all the same people, and together we are despised by them......"

Fang Hao didn't continue, turned around and slowly left the state capital.

In the dimly lit house, Yue Pan sat on the ground in despair, holding a letter in his hand, and there was a mess beside him.

Zhang Ying is really dead, before he died, Zhang Ying wrote a letter to himself, and then killed himself, this is Zhang Ying's last letter, Yue Chuan felt that his heart was as if it was being torn around fiercely, it hurt so much, it hurt so much that he wanted to die, and he almost didn't have the courage to live......

Zhang Ying is dead, he is really dead......

This is the letter he wrote with his own blood, a desperate letter, a desperate pen, word by word, all are desperate words, Yue Tuo has never felt such pain, even when Cuicui left him, he has never been so painful, he began to understand a little why people put the national hatred in front of the family hatred, maybe everyone understands that the national hatred is far more painful than the family hatred......

Family hatred is the pain of one person or several people, and national hatred is the pain of all people.

He began to understand somewhat why some people abandoned their wives and children and went to the battlefields of the Great Patriotic War.

He began to somewhat understand why some people said goodbye to their parents and went to the battlefield of the Great Patriotic War.

He began to understand a little why the gray-haired old father and mother would ruthlessly send his only son to the battlefield of patriotism.

He began to understand a little why the newly married Yan'er's soft and delicate wife would ruthlessly bid farewell to her beloved husband and go to the battlefield of patriotism.

He began to understand a little why loyalty and filial piety were in a dilemma since ancient times, and more people chose loyalty over filial piety, even with heart-rending pain, they had to make a choice.

He began to understand what kind of mood the real hero Zhao Bao had to make that choice, and he began to understand what kind of mood Zhao's mother had in to smile and watch her son make a choice, and then calmly face death.

Perhaps, in the face of the country's righteousness, some people will choose to give up family affection and choose to defend the country......

Just, how painful should that be?

No matter how you are treated by this cold country, when this country is in danger, there will always be people who abandon everything they have, stand up, and defend it...... Maybe they know that it is not the state that is wrong, but the group of people who control the country, the state is not wrong, the state will not make mistakes, and those who are wrong are just that group of people, in this case, why be angry with the state?

Therefore, people with lofty ideals abandon everything they have, sacrifice their lives for the country, and protect the country's eternal existence.

Did Zhang Ying go north with such a mood? Knowing that he would die, but he still had no hesitation, he may not regret his death, what he regrets the most is that he died in his own hands, not on the battlefield of patriotism, which is written by him himself, his biggest regret, the irreparable regret in this life - failed to die on the battlefield of defending the country.

Saburo, why, on earth, you won't regret it, just regret it? Saburo, you tell me, what should I do? Next, what should I do? Watching Jin Bing go south? Or is it a desperate fight to the death? Can I beat the Golden Soldiers? Can I beat them? Can I defend the country? Can I bear the burden of entrusting me with such a heavy responsibility?

I can't bear it, Saburo! Why do you see me this way, and why do you see me this way? Am I really so worthy of your trust, am I really so worthy of your last wishes? I'm just a coward, a coward, I don't have the courage to fight them, I just want to run away from afar, stay away, survive for the rest of my life, I'm not a hero, and I can't be a hero......

We've known each other for ten years, and you should know me...... Then why are you writing to me such a letter?

What do I value so much? What am I that you can trust so much? You tell me, you don't go, you tell me! Don't be in a hurry to go, don't be in a hurry to go!

Tears blurred his eyes again, and Yue Fan couldn't remember how many times this was in the past few days, probably many times, because this feeling was very familiar......

San Lang, we obviously agreed that we would go to drink flower wine together, you said, when I grow up to eighteen years old, you will invite me to the best green house in Tokyo City to drink flower wine, and I will be eighteen years old in three months, but, but, ...... You lied to me...... You lied to me......

How can you lie to me......

Yue Chuan cried and collapsed to the ground, grabbed the carpet tightly, tears seeped into the carpet drop by drop, the second time, the second time he lost his most important person, the first time was his beloved wife and master, the second time was a close friend, who was the third time? Who is the fourth? And who is the fifth? Thief God, you have to take away all my most precious things before you are willing? In that case, why don't you let me die there, and let me borrow a corpse to resurrect my soul in the Song Dynasty, what do you mean?!

You let me die, how simply! Why don't you let me die! Why!

"I thought you would never cry, I thought your heart was beaten with iron, but as a result, you still cry? It's really the first time I've seen you cry in a long time, and you don't remember the last time you cried. Jin Zhi didn't know when he stood behind Yue Flip, watching Yue Flip's every move, looking at his pain and his sadness, and said so.

Yue Fan didn't look back, nor did he get up from the ground, he just stopped crying when he heard the words, and said, "Thirteen years old, when I lost Cuicui and my teacher. ”

Jin Zhi folded his fingers and counted: "It's been five years, five years, you haven't cried for five years, right?" ”

Yue Fan didn't speak, Jin Zhi said slowly with a hint of sadness: "The last time I cried, it was last night. ”

Yue Fan still didn't speak, Jin Zhi was not angry, and continued: "You still have a father, a mother, and a brother, and I, I have nothing. ”

Yue Pan jumped up from the ground suddenly, rushed to Jin Zhi and hugged Jin Zhi: "You obviously still have me......"

Jin Zhi's eyes did not loosen a little, and he smiled a little self-deprecatingly: "You have parents and brothers, although you don't have Zhang Ying, but you still have so many people, but I have nothing, do you like me, or do you like my body?" Do you like Fang Jinzhi, or do you like what you can't forget in your dreams, Jiangnan? It's not Cuicui, right? Even Cuicui isn't the favorite, Jiangnan is, right? ”

Yue Tuo's heart beat suddenly, as if someone had pierced the deepest thoughts, let go of Jin Zhi, and suddenly stepped back, his feet slipped, and he fell to the ground: "No, no......"

"I look a lot like her, don't I? Maybe it's about the same, right? So, you think I'm her, right? Jin Zhi burst into tears as he spoke, but his face was expressionless, and even his eyes did not have any brilliance as if they were dead: "I cried again...... Do you remember what you promised me...... Maybe...... You are a commitment to her...... Not a single tear will be shed for her...... But I ...... My shell...... Exactly the same shell as her...... Still crying...... Did you see that......"