The old man in front of him, with a pair of blazing eyes, stared at his eyes.

"You, remember?"

"Huh?"

Seeing that he was a little at a loss, General Han smiled and pointed his finger at the sword in his hand.

"Your weapon will not be left behind."

"As a general, there are already many crises, and a life hangs all the time, if you don't take your sword well, won't you give up your head to others in vain?"

Tonight's General Han seems to be extraordinarily loving.

He has always been strict in his teachings to the young people, and it is rare for him to speak with such an attitude today.

Zheng Shiqing's face barely squeezed out a smile.

"I remember."

"I want you to look up and look me in the eye and speak."

In the blink of an eye, the person in front of him returned to his usual seriousness.

The boy was a little trembling.

The bean lamp is swaying.

He only felt like a man on his back, like sitting on pins and needles, and his heart was worried and afraid, very uneasy, and in his mind, that face resurfaced.

"Qing'er, can't you hear what I said?"

The person in front of him looked at him deadly, and in his calm tone, there was already a little anger.

"No...... No. ”

The boy hurriedly argued.

Eventually, he raised his head, his eyes as black as ink, and he mustered up his courage and stared at General Han's face.

"Uncle's teachings, Shiqing takes them to heart."

"Really?"

"Really."

"Qing'er, you were born in a loyal and brave noble family, Zheng Lao, as the founder of the country, went to the battlefield with Kang'er and sacrificed his life for the country, and my sister is now the current queen......"

"Your future is really limitless!"

He stood up and walked to the back of the boy.

The large, calloused hands rested gently on his shoulders.

"You...... Don't live up to expectations. ”

I don't know why, the young man lowered his head suddenly, two tears rolled out of his eyes, shame and pain mixed in his heart, making his heart extremely tormented at the moment.

"What I said, you should go back and think about it."

"I'll personally lead the patrol tonight, so you can rest early."

After speaking, the person who spoke behind him, lifted Fang Cai's sword, turned around and strode away from the tent, and the sound of sonorous footsteps was far away, accompanied by the sound of slamming the curtain hard.

I don't know how long it took......

The man in front of the desk slowly stood up, and he also picked up his sword and walked towards the wooden building where he was stationed.

Because of his depressed heart, he lowered his steps very low.

"Squeak......

The door slowly pushed open.

The room was unusually simple, except for an old table of eight immortals, on which a stack of clean clothes was placed. Looking to the left, there is a simple and stiff wooden bed.

The inside of the center......

A curtain is hung to act as a screen, and a wooden barrel is placed inside for daily bathing.

In the center of the room, a pot of coals was burning.

The cold wind outside cuts the ears, the wind and sand are everywhere, but the inside is warm.

"Yaoqin?"

On the edge of the bed, with her back to him, stood a woman, with a quilt in her hand, bending over the wooden bed, which really frightened people!

Hearing the voice behind her, she turned her head as well.

There was a loving smile on his face.

"Childe is back."

"The bed has been made, and there are clean clothes on the table, so the slave and maid will go and ask someone to carry water, and let the son take a bath first."

As she spoke, she lowered her rolled up sleeves.

Shi Qing was puzzled in his heart.

"How did you know I was coming back and making my bed so early today?"

Yaoqin smiled kindly.

Since she hid in the army to visit relatives and learned that her son was beaten to death by General Han for violating military regulations, she took the initiative to stay and has been taking care of Zheng Shiqing's life.

The scene of that year is still vivid in my mind.

On that day, the general of the army was found by the general and disposed of with a military stick, but her son died.

That night, she came back from burning incense for her son and knelt in front of him.

"He corrupted the rules of the army, and when it comes to killing him, he should be killed."

"I'm the concubine of a big family......"

At this point, she was already choked up.

"Today...... Now I really have nowhere to go, I beg my son to take me in, Yaoqin is willing to be a cow and a horse for my son, and serve and take care of my son for a lifetime! ”

She choked up and cried, almost crying to the point of breaking her liver and intestines.

Under compassion, Zheng Shiqing agreed to take her in and take care of her daily life.

Now......

There was a hint of panic in her kind smile, and her hands were folded together, rubbing each other incessantly.

"When I heard the trumpet sound early today, I thought that Childe was coming back."

"So...... So ......"

Seeing her dazed appearance, Shi Qing felt a little guilty.

"It's okay, I'll just ask."

"You go down first, and order someone to bring a bucket of hot water up, and you won't need to serve in the room."

"Yes...... It's ......"

Yaoqin agreed, then lowered her head and walked out of the house with small steps.

After bathing.

Shi Qing's spirit was depressed, lying alone on the hard bed board, tossing and turning, and feeling even more depressed.

In his mind, Chiqing's face appeared for a while, but it was suddenly General Han's reprimand.

He shook his head, his mind in turmoil.

"Mother......

"What should Qing'er do?"

The sound of trumpets in the distance came in bursts.

In the silent air, there was a heavy and helpless sigh.

The rear of the tent.

Outside the dining room.

Because dinner had already been opened, at this moment, it was quiet, only one man was still standing guard at the door, roasting around a pot of fire.

On the fifteenth day of every month, a woman would come here and light three sticks of incense for her dead son.

"This woman is really evil!"

While talking to his companions, the man who guarded the door teased from time to time.

With the appearance of the figure, the man's attention was already attracted to the past.

She wrapped her face in a cotton robe, firmly wrapped it.

A cold wind came, and the fine hair on his forehead trembled, and his body was almost rickety, and from a shabby basket, he counted three green incense sticks tremblingly.

She cautiously approached.

"Big brother, it's okay, borrow a fire."

The guy on the other side nodded and stepped aside.

And the woman hurried up.

"Thank you, thank you......"

She muttered to herself, took the green incense in her hand, and put it into the brazier, but her whole body trembled.

"I'll give you some!"

Seeing that she couldn't light it for a long time, the husband said very boldly, when he went to pick up the incense, he ran into those cold hands.

"It's cold enough......"

"Why don't you sit down and have a fire?"

The woman quickly shook her head.

"No...... No, I'll go back after the incense. ”

"Multi-...... Thanks a lot. ”

The man handed her the lighted incense, and when she took it, he looked at it closely.

She shuddered to the side, facing south, and firmly planted the green incense firmly on the ground.

"Huai'er, you died so unjustly!"

"Back then, you were just a woman, and the surname Han killed you like this, and now his own nephew has an affair with the princess of the enemy country, but he is willing to let it go gently!"

"The person who should go on the expedition was not you, why did you ......"

"Do we deserve to be so cheap in our mother's life?!"

She crouched down, buried her hand in her palm, and muttered to herself, sobbing lowly, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

"You can rest assured ......"

"Mother, I will definitely avenge you!"

The woman muttered on the side, but did not notice that there was a person behind her, quietly ...... Move closer to her.