Han Ji, Han Siye.

This is Han Ji's grandfather's expression to Han Ji, inheriting the family business, which is the final entrustment of an old man.

Originally, this responsibility was borne by Han Ji's father, but he had already "died in battle" with his maternal grandfather Gruenward.

In Han Ji's memory, his mother's impression is very vague, perhaps because Han Ji was a baby at that time, and his eyes couldn't see clearly.

Mother always seems very sad, because of the loss of the relationship between her lover and her father, the mother will always hold little Han Ji and cry, in Han Ji's young heart, the mother's arms are warm, the breast milk is sweet, but one day, Han Ji can no longer feel the warmth and heartbeat of his mother.

Grandmother replaced her mother, but Xiao Hanji didn't find a sweet **, and Xiao Hanji kept crying.

Grandmother just hugged Xiao Hanji with a heartache and kept making him happy, and every time she had to wait until Xiao Hanji cried and fell asleep.

The days still pass every day, and the forgetful little Han Ji has forgotten the existence of his mother.

As the days passed, Xiao Hanji began to be able to walk, and his grandmother took him around in the mountains of Rhodok's hometown, where there were not many people, only a few families lived together.

Among the few friends, Xiao Han Ji had a fairly happy childhood life, until the little friends said that he had no father and mother, so that Xiao Han Ji knew in his young heart that he was different from them.

When Han Ji asked his grandmother where his father and mother were, the grandmother just hugged little Han Ji tightly and cried.

Grandfather led little Han Ji to a room, pointed to the wooden sign on the shelf and said to Han Ji, these are your father and mother, and your grandfather.

The young Han Ji didn't understand what death was and why it died, and his grandfather told him that death was due to weakness, and then his grandfather replaced his grandmother and became the person Han Ji got along with the most every day.

In Han Ji's young heart, his grandfather was a big villain, forcing him to do something very tiring and tiring every day, or let him learn words.

Every day, Han Ji would cry to his grandmother about his grandfather's harshness, and his grandmother would make rich delicacies to comfort little Han Ji.

As the days passed, Xiao Hanji grew bigger and bigger, and his grandfather and grandmother's hair went from black to white to white, and his grandmother's movements became slower and slower, and her steps became more and more staggering.

Finally one day, the sleeping grandmother never woke up again, and Han Ji cried, feeling the pain of death clearly for the first time.

Together with the grieving grandfather, he buried his grandmother on a hillside not far from the house, where Han Ji's mother was buried not far away, and there was an additional spiritual tablet in the house, and his grandfather told Han Ji that when he died, Han Ji would also engrave such a plaque for him, and bury him and his grandmother together.

After the death of his grandmother, Han Ji found that his grandfather's waist was no longer so straight, and during the time of Han Ji's training, his grandfather began to tell him stories, about the Tang Empire, about his grandfather and grandmother, about his maternal grandfather, and also told him about the outside world, and occasionally his grandfather would take him to the city of Rhodok to live, and his grandfather would teach him a lot of common sense of life and things that must be remembered.

When Han Ji was 13 years old, he had an animal companion, his foal, Little Black Carbon.

Little Black Charcoal is a foal that his grandfather found for him, only a few months old, and his grandfather teaches him how to feed Black Charcoal and asks Han Ji to bathe Black Carbon and brush it.

When Hei Tan grew up, his grandfather asked Han Ji to saddle Hei Tan, and Han Ji began to receive riding training taught by his grandfather.

When Han Ji was 17 years old, his grandfather took Han Ji to complete actual combat training, Han Ji shot an enemy with a bow and arrow, and stabbed two people to death with a horse lance in his hand.

When he saw Han Ji complete the final training, his grandfather seemed very relieved and happy.

On the same day, his grandfather accidentally drank alcohol, and he asked Han Ji to accompany him.

At the table, my grandfather talked a lot, and he began to talk about his grandmother, his father and mother, and his grandfather, and even more about his former comrades-in-arms and enemies.

Han Ji held back his tears and listened to his grandfather's nagging, he knew that his grandfather was about to die, he had been living alone for many years, and the only concern was Han Ji's growth.

Today, he will take off his last worries and go to meet his grandmother.

Accompanied by Han Ji, his grandfather passed away that night, and his last instructions were to let Han Ji leave Rhodok and live well.

He never said the truth about the death of his father and grandfather from beginning to end, he just hoped that Han Ji would marry more wives and have children, and if he could marry ten, he would not marry eight.

He said that the bloodline of the Han family originated from the ancient Xuanyuan Yellow Emperor, and the surname Han was once the king of Korea, so Han Ji could do whatever he wanted, but he couldn't insult the blood on his body.

At the end of his life, his grandfather gave up the idea of making Han Jibei responsible and hateful, and at this moment he was just a kind old man, and all he hoped was that his descendants could live in peace.

"Grandfather! Stepson has let you down! In the real world, Han Ji's eyes were closed, and tears flowed involuntarily.

"Grandmother, my stepsister misses you very much, are you all right in heaven?"

"Mother, have you seen your father and grandfather? Do you miss your stepson? ”

Silent tears flowed on Han Ji's face, and Han Ji at this moment was just a lonely child reminiscing about his lost relatives in his dreams.

"Grievos, Haraus, nobles of the Rhodok Kingdom, I won't let you go." Han Ji screamed heart-rending in his dream.

Arthur silently closed the door and sat down cross-legged outside the door, "Your Excellency, although this is a little cruel! But that's where fate lies, there is no choice. ”

The night passed, and the morning came.

When Han Ji opened the door, he found Arthur sitting in front of the door, a little embarrassed, "Arthur, I really troubled you last night." ”

"Your Excellency, this is my duty." Arthur stood up and saluted in reply.

"Thank you, my knight!" Han Ji's thanks contained many, many things.

"Thank you for the compliment, it's my pleasure!" Under Arthur's brilliant blonde hair, a slight smile shone into Han Ji's somewhat sad heart like the sunshine of early spring, soothing the wounds in his heart.

"Alright, let's go down! I still have some things to do urgently. Han Ji responded with a smile.

"Yes, Your Excellency." Arthur followed Han Ji downstairs.

Han Ji asked Arthur to wait in the tavern, and he ran out of the tavern by himself, quickly disappearing from sight.

"Little Arthur, why doesn't your lord want you anymore? Are you scared of being eaten? Haha" Old Ivan saw Han Ji running out by himself and joked about Arthur.

"My lord should be on his way to do something very important, I think he'll be back soon!" Arthur was unmoved by old Ivan's jokes.

"It's so boring!" Old Ivan walked away stupidly, he had been thinking about Han Ji's spirits last night, and he hadn't slept well all night, and he wanted to block Han Ji today, but who knew that he ran away.

The sound of horses' hooves was heard, and an energetic neighing sounded, followed by the sound of the tavern.

"Black charcoal, alright, stop licking! I'll feed you. It turned out to be Han Ji's voice.

Outside the door, Han Ji was touching a pure black tall horse, combing the mane on his neck, and the horse kept licking Han Ji's face.

"Okay, I know I wronged you, it's me who has forgotten you!" Han Ji whispered to comfort the horse.

"Marquis boy, is this your new horse? It looks pretty good, it's a good war horse. Old Ivan heard the voice and walked out, just in time to see Han Ji teasing the horses.

"This is my good brother, Black Carbon!" Han Jitou said without looking back.

"It's a bit of a knightly nobleman, boy, I always thought you couldn't ride a horse! Never seen your horse! "Old Ivan saw the closeness between Han Ji and the horse, and knew that this dark horse should be a war horse raised by Han Ji since he was a child, and all knights have such a horse that was raised from a young age.

"Because of some unexpected things, I fostered it for a few days!" Han Ji explained.

"Alright! Now lead it to the backyard stables! I'll have someone bring you the fines. Old Ivan said.

"Okay, and a pot of the best ale, black charcoal it likes to drink in two sips." Han Ji added.

"Okay, this horse is good, I like it." Old Ivan liked what he could drink.

Han Ji led the horse to the backyard, fed the horse with his own hands, bathed and brushed, and finally calmed the black charcoal.

"My lord, let's go straight to the cavalry battle today!" Arthur suggested with a smile.

"Of course, that's exactly what I wanted!" Han Ji replied confidently.