Qi Yun knelt in front of the Buddha and was reluctant to get up for a long time.

A soldier beside him looked inside, and said with some puzzlement: "My lord is so religious, but there are not many people killed on the battlefield!" Is this just putting down the butcher's knife and becoming a Buddha on the spot? ”

The adjutant beside Qi Yun glared at him and said coldly, "Don't talk nonsense about some things!" Adult matters are not something you can judge at will! ”

"Yes!"

At this time, the abbot master came over, bowed to Lord Qi Yun and said, "Amitabha, Lord Qi, your pious Buddha will know!" ”

Qi Yun slowly straightened up, looked at the golden-bodied Buddha in front of him, and said after a while: "May the Buddha forgive my sins!" ”

The abbot didn't speak, this weathered old man, his eyes had long been lifeless, if it weren't for the glory of the Qi family and the safety of Dayan, he was afraid that he would have gone with his children a long time ago.

"Zhao Yuru Zhao is also in the temple, can you imagine seeing it?"

Hearing Zhao Yuru's name, Qi Yun was a little surprised.

"Why is she there?"

The abbot smiled and said, "I'm here to find Senior Brother Mu Chen!" ”

"Oh? Master Mu Chen, still refuse to see me? ”

"Senior brother has an obsession in his heart, before he unravels it, he shouldn't want to meet you!"

"It's also my fault, I shouldn't have asked him to give me those so-called prophecies in the first place!" Qi Yun sighed and said, "He also kindly reminded me, but I'm afraid that the sin is too deep!" ”

When the abbot heard this, he shook his head and said, "It seems that after so many years, Lord Qi, your obsession still hasn't been let go!" ”

"Down? How easy is it to say? Qi Yun said with a wry smile.

The abbot folded his hands, chanted the Buddha, and then said, "I'll go and ask Mr. Zhao to teach the head!" ”

After a while, Zhao Yuru walked in behind the abbot. She actually didn't want to see Qi Yun, after all, she didn't know him before! But with the relationship between the Zhao family and the Qi family, it's strange that she doesn't see him!

She came to the Buddha hall and saw Qi Yun kneeling there. I was a little shocked in my heart, the imposing Zhenbei general in my memory, looking at it from the back at this time, looked like a rickety old man, with all white hair!

When he set out from Shangjing to guard the northern border, the whole city saw him off, his five sons followed him, and his daughter, Empress Xian, personally beat drums to see him off. What a majesty that is!

Now his five sons have all died on the battlefield, and the former queen has also died in the harem!

The huge Qi family army is struggling to support him alone.

What is the Qi family army to support?

There is also the northern border, and there is Dayan.

Zhao Yuru couldn't imagine that if this old man fell, then who would the burden of this thousand catties fall on?

The Zhao family? Or someone else?

Compared to the Qi family, the Zhao family is really much luckier!

"Junior, Zhao Yuru, see Lord Qi Yun!"

She stepped forward and took a few steps, then knelt down.

Just a back made Zhao Yuru awe-inspired.

Qi Yun's shoulders moved, then he stood up, turned around and helped Zhao Yuru up.

"Good boy, when you left Shangjing, you were still a little bit, and now you are the head of the head of Zhao!"

Zhao Yuru smiled, looking at the wrinkles on Qi Yun's face, his gray hair, somehow, he suddenly felt sad and sad.

"Lord Qiyun, you've worked hard!" She shook Qi Yun's hand emotionally and said in a choked voice.

"This kid, it's not hard!" Qi Yun smiled and patted her on the shoulder, and the two knelt down together and bowed to the Buddha.

Then Zhao Yuru helped him and sat on the side.

"Your father and your brother, are you alright?"

"Well, I don't care about you, but they're all fine! I really didn't know that you had arrived at the Temple of the Reclining Buddha today, otherwise I would have brought troops to greet you in person! ”

"No need! No need! He shook his head and said, "No one knows about my return except for the emperor." I also specially asked the emperor not to go out of the city to greet him, the prince of the Northern Barbarians will probably arrive tomorrow, I traveled day and night, and finally caught up with him! ”

"Your Excellency, you should have returned with glory, but ······"

"Whatever glory is not glorious, it is in vain. In my lifetime, I am very satisfied to be able to return to my hometown alive and return to my roots! ”

Speaking of this, Qi Yun looked at Zhao Yuru, and his eyes became deep.

"Zhao Guanming, you should have been idle at home for several years, right?"

Zhao Yuru was stunned, nodded and said: "Yes, after the Xiji side is pacified, we will come back, and it has been three or four years!" ”

"Then your father must be in a panic!" He smiled bitterly and said, "When you go back, you must have a few drinks with him!" ”

"My dad always talks about you! It is said that when I was a lieutenant general under you, I benefited a lot and learned a lot! ”

Qi Yun listened to it, and really felt that it was very useful!

"You're a lot more talkative than you used to be! I heard that you are married? ”

Zhao Yuru's face flushed, and he lowered his head and said, "Yes, it is the champion of the dynasty, and my father set it for me!" ”

"Well, very good, very good!" He looked at Zhao Yuru and thought of his daughter again.

"You're lucky to be the way Arou wants! If she hadn't married the emperor······" Speaking of this, Qi Yun thought of the sad thing again, shook his head and said, "That's it, there's no point in talking about it anymore." Work hard, work with your father, and serve Dayan! ”

"Hmmm! I will! Zhao Yuru nodded firmly.

She touched Qi Yun's rough hands like tree bark, and her heart was very touched.

This is a soldier, a soldier who defends his home and country!

Since she was a child, she never knew what the word responsibility was, even if she became Zhao Yuru, she didn't feel that she should bear any responsibility. Instead, she felt that these responsibilities were a burden, a shackle that bound her.

But now she seems to be a little moved, those soldiers just carry these shackles on their shoulders, and use this responsibility to protect thousands of people in Dayan.

"By the way, why did you come to Wat Pho?" Qi Yun suddenly asked.

"Oh, this ······" Zhao Yuru scratched his head and said, "It's not, I'm going to get married, come and ask about the marriage!" ”

When Qi Yun heard this, he burst out laughing.

"Grown up, you, you've really grown up! It's really good, Zhao Guanming, a hairy boy, has reached the age of teasing his grandson in a blink of an eye. The years are really unforgiving! ”

"Who said that, I think you are still not old, and your majesty has not diminished!"

"Goblin!" He smiled and scratched Zhao Yuru's nose, and at this time, a heroic young man walked outside the door!

"Grandpa! I'll pick you up! He flicked his cloak and fell to his knees.

This is Qi Mowen, the third generation of the Qi family, and the only remaining seedling of the Qi family!

"Ah Wen! Come and meet Mr. Zhao! ”

Zhao Yuru hurriedly stood up, and the young general stepped forward and gave Zhao Yuru a standard military salute.

"See Chief Coach Zhao!"

"Don't dare to be, don't dare to be! Get up! Zhao Yuru hurriedly helped him up, thinking that if he accepted his kneeling, would he lose his life?

"Sister Zhao!" Qi Mowen's eyes were bright and full of vitality, he looked at Zhao Yuru with admiration and said, "I have long heard of Sister Zhao's heroic deeds!" At the beginning of the Feiyu Pass in Western Hebei, you led 20,000 Zhao family troops to resist the 100,000 troops of Western Hebei, and successfully delayed their progress, so that Uncle Zhao had time to go straight to Huanglong and directly hit the capital of Western Hebei! Dayan defeated Xiji, you are the biggest hero! ”

Zhao Yuru showed a hint of an embarrassed smile. She had heard of the victory of Flying Fish Pass, but she didn't know that Zhao Yuru won so dangerously!

20,000 people, to 100,000?

Who gave her courage?

"It's a thing of the past, it's not worth mentioning! Not worth mentioning! ”

"It's not big, it's not small!" Qi Yun said solemnly, "What do you call her?" ”

Qi Mowen hurriedly lowered his head and said respectfully: "Sect Chief Zhao!" ”

"It's okay, kid, I treat him as a younger brother!"

Qi Yun coughed twice, and then said, "Okay, let's go back to Beijing!" ”

"Yes!" Zhao Yuru and Qi Mowen didn't dare to slack off, and one of them helped him and slowly walked out of the Buddhist hall.

"Sect Chief Zhao!" Qi Yun said as he walked: "Since you are here, the old man has something to ask for!" ”

"Lord Qi Yun is serious! What do you have to say? ”

"My grandson is sixteen this year. Very stubborn! So, I want to send him to your camp on the outskirts of Beijing! Let him eat, drink, and live with those recruits! Endure hardships, lest he always think that it is easy to go to the battlefield! ”

"What?" Zhao Yuru was stunned, he wanted to send his only seedling to the place in Daying on the outskirts of Beijing to endure hardship?

"This ······" Zhao Yuru was a little hesitant.

Of course she hesitated, this is the only seedling of the Qi family, those recruits in the camp on the outskirts of Beijing are five big and three thick, not light or heavy, what if they are injured?

"Mr. Zhao! Promise my grandfather! I really want to go to the camp on the outskirts of Beijing! I want to prove that I can do without relying on my grandfather! I'm from the Qi family! Qi Mowen immediately said.

"This······ Have you figured it out? Zhao Yuru said hesitantly: "I'm going, it's not a joke." You have to train hard every day, can you? ”

"I can!"

Zhao Yuru glanced at Qi Yun, since the old man had spoken, could she refute his face?

"I can say yes!" Zhao Yuru said with a smile: "But it is not easy to enter the camp on the outskirts of Beijing, if you pass the test, you can only enter!" ”

When Qi Mo heard this, his eyes widened, and he said excitedly, "Really? Thank you, Mr. Zhao! ”

Zhao Yuru looked at the happy child and thought to herself that there are really people who are willing to ask for their own hardships!

After thinking about it, she seemed to understand a little why Lin Yufu volunteered to go to Beiban.

Loyalty and patriotism are the blood flowing in the bones of their Zhao family.

Even if Yan Linjun didn't go to the prison, she would eventually agree!

Dying for the country, the horse leather shroud, has always been the wish of the people who will open the door.

Now she can be loyal to the country in another way, although she is unwilling, she will still be willing.

Hey, what is bitter is his delicate body like a flower!

This damn Mu Chen can't think of a way to change the two of them back, otherwise he can go by himself! Maybe if you don't wait for Dayan to start a war, you will turn the Beiban's harem upside down!

It was another hurried journey, and they returned to Shangjing at noon!

Qi Yun looked up at the city gate of Shangjing, and suddenly burst into tears.

After a long time, he is finally back!

"Who's coming?" When the soldiers guarding the gate saw the large group of people coming, they hurriedly stopped them.

Zhao Yuru took a step forward and said loudly: "The head coach of the camp in the suburbs of Beijing, Zhao Yuru!" ”

"Sect Chief Zhao!" They knelt down busily, but their eyes were on the old man and the young man riding behind her!

At this time, Qi Yun slapped his horse forward, and then turned over and dismounted.

Seeing that he dismounted, Zhao Yuru and others also hurriedly dismounted.

The soldier defending the city was stunned, he raised his head, and saw only an old man with gray hair, slowly walking towards him.

"You ······"

"General Zhenbei, Qi Yun!"

These six words are enough for everyone in Dayan!

Qi Yun ······ Lord Qiyun? "Those two soldiers had weak legs, and they were almost lying on the ground!

After a while, they shouted like crazy, "Lord Qi Yun is back!" Open the door! Lord Qi Yun is back! ”

Soon the city gate of Shangjing was completely opened, and the soldiers defending the city all knelt on both sides, shouting loudly: "Welcome Lord Qiyun back to Beijing!" ”

Qi Yun did not ride a horse, but led his horse and walked into Shangjing step by step.

He clearly remembered in his mind every time he went out of the city and entered the city.

From a nobody to a high-ranking general, he has walked this road for forty years!

Now that he has walked into Shangjing again, he will finally not leave again!

The people who were about to leave the city all consciously stood on both sides, and no one made a sound, quietly looking at the man in front of them.

Qi Yun had gray hair and didn't wear armor, so he looked very thin in the past.

Forty years of wind, frost, rain and snow have completely changed the high-spirited teenager at the beginning.

The only thing that remained constant was his tearful eyes.

"Lord Qi Yun?"

"He's back?"

"Oh my God! He's finally back! ”

"It's really Lord Qiyun! You see that Mr. Zhao and Master Xiao Qi are following behind! ”

Zhao Yuru didn't speak, she didn't know why, she was full of tears like Qi Yun, probably because she saw the old man in front of her, who had great achievements and fame, but he was already slow to act.

The beauty is white-headed, the hero is late, and it is sad to watch.

"Lord Qiyun!" Then an old man suddenly shouted his name, and then knelt down.

"Back then, the Northern Barbarians invaded my hometown and sealed the city! You saved me from the flames of war! And my family! The old man kowtowed and said, "The old man is here, thank you for your great kindness!" ”

Immediately afterward, the onlookers all knelt down.

When Qi Mo heard this scene, he couldn't help but feel excited!

"My grandfather, it's so popular!"

"Silly boy!" Zhao Yuru shook his head and said, "If you can, your grandfather would rather not have the love of the people!" ”

"Why?"

"In the battle of the closed city, your eldest uncle and fourth uncle died there!" Zhao Yuru sighed, these things have been compiled into a book by the storyteller, and he talks about it every day.

In the past, she only thought that the Qi family was really great.

Now she feels that this old man is really pitiful!

Qi Mo stopped talking, his father was the second eldest of the Qi family, and this Erlang, like Zhao Yuru, took the initiative to stay in order to delay the enemy.

It's just that he was not as lucky as Zhao Yu, and in the end he fought to the end of his strength, and there was no soldier left, and the corpses around him piled up. Finally, on the mountain of corpses, he committed suicide.

At that time, Qi Mowen was still in her mother's womb.

Zhao Yuru has not seen this kind of welcome scene in the middle of the road, but for some reason, this time is completely different from the previous feeling.

Before she was happy and proud to come back.

This time, the more people they knelt, the more heavy she felt inside!

After walking for a while, more and more people came to see the wind, and Qi Yun had to get on the horse again and enter the palace directly.

also specially instructed Zhao Yuru not to follow, otherwise people with a heart would maliciously speculate about their Zhao and Qi families.

Zhao Yuru only felt that it was not a taste in his heart, so he could only come to the Zhuangyuan Mansion.

Song Moqing has already gone down to court, and he is tinkering with the moon season on the ground with the housekeeper at home.

"Champion Lang!" Zhao Yuru walked in the door and looked at him with some loss.

"Miss Zhao?" Song Moqing wiped the sweat from his forehead, turned his head and said with a smile: "Why are you here?" ”

"Didn't you go to Honglu Temple today?"

"No, the last Shaoqing hasn't left yet, I'll go again in the afternoon in order to avoid suspicion!"

"You're so good-tempered, you won't drive him away if others refuse to leave?"

Song Moqing smiled and said, "There's no need, he just explained his work." Probably the day after tomorrow will be completely gone! ”

Zhao Yuru was silent and didn't speak, he could see that Zhao Yuru was in a bad mood, on weekdays, as soon as she entered the door, she would hug and hug herself, but not today!

"Miss Zhao, what's wrong with you? Are you in a bad mood? Song Moqing asked cautiously.

"Lord Qiyun is back!" Zhao Yuru said with a sigh.

"What? Lord Qiyun? Song Moqing was stunned and hurriedly asked, "That'······ Then why didn't the emperor let us go to greet him? Oops, is it too late for me to enter the palace now? He quickly put his dirty hands on his body and wiped them, then turned to go into the house to change clothes.

"No need!" Zhao Yuru grabbed him, shook his head and said, "He just didn't want to cause too much movement, so he came back quietly." ”

"Why?" Song Moqing said puzzledly: "He is our hero of Dayan!" A loyal martyr deserves to be greeted with the highest standard! ”

At the mention of this, Zhao Yuru sat down a little sadly and said, "That's why I'm sad!" ”

"Why?"

"You say, such a majestic person, in the year of the sixtieth year, but there is only one little grandson by his side! I look at it and feel sad! ”

Song Moqing was also silent, sat down next to Zhao Yuru and said, "Lord Qi Yun, it's for the country!" ”

"He just told me not to follow him, lest I be used by people with a heart to make a fuss! I didn't like it! You said that a person who was invincible on the battlefield had to start living tremblingly after returning to Shangjing. He killed the enemy, tried his best, and in the end he became like this, it feels really uncomfortable! ”

"Throughout the ages, smart generals are afraid of four words!" Song Moqing also showed a melancholy look, looked at the moon flower in front of him, and said slowly.

"The merit is high!"