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Autumn, the Lord killed.

In the autumn of the fourteenth year of Yongkang, there were two funerals in the capital at the same time that caused a sensation in the whole city and even spread all over the country.

After the drumming at noon, Lin Jiaruo was forcibly raised for half a month, and it was not until the beginning of September that he was allowed to go out, and was taken by his father and mother to two places to pay respects.

The Shen family has been there a long time ago, but it was the Wei family, and it wasn't until yesterday that the results of the posthumous sealing of Wei Mu came down, and the mourning hall was really put up.

Lin Shisheng once wrote a poem for Wei Mu, which is now widely circulated, so when he arrived at the General's Mansion, he was treated courteously by the Wei family, and even General Wei was quite blue eyes for him.

Lin Jiaruo saw Gan Mingcong standing next to General Wei at a glance.

General Wei's death hit him very hard, and a person who used to be so radiant was now depressed between her eyebrows and eyes, and she was very distressed.

Fortunately, seeing her, Gan Mingcong's eyes came alive again, and he glanced at her several times.

Lin Jiaruo pulled the corner of Xu Jiaoning's clothes and whispered, "Mother, I'll talk to Cousin Mingcong." ”

Xu Yaoning looked at her absent-minded daughter, a little unhappy, why do you think about other people's children at a young age?

looked at Gan Mingcong again, endured a breath of turbidity in his heart, gritted his teeth and said, "Go!" ”

Before the words fell, Lin Jiaruo ran away.

Looking up again, Gan Mingcong also slipped away at the same time.

Why does it feel weird? Did she do something wrong? Xu Yaoning deeply doubted her decision to train her son-in-law in advance.

The two children didn't go far, just around the corner at the other end of the hallway, each sitting on the railing on one side.

"I'm leaving." As soon as Gan Mingcong opened his mouth, he said goodbye in a sullen voice.

Lin Jiaruo was stunned, a sour feeling surged in his heart, and he asked softly, "Are you going back to Lushan?" ”

Gan Mingcong shook his head and said, "Next month, I will return to Suzhou with my grandfather to learn the art of war—"

He paused, shook his fist in front of Lin Jiaruo's eyes, and his eyes were shining: "I want to take the martial arts test, I want to inherit the mantle of my little uncle, Yongkang for eighteen years, we will see you in the capital!" When the time comes, I'll show you a martial arts champion! ”

Lin Jiaruo nodded heavily, crying and laughing, unable to control himself.

Gan Mingcong grinned and held his sleeve to wipe her tears awkwardly.

"Don't cry, this is the glory of our Wei family, you shouldn't know, right? The Jingnan Army was established by my maternal ancestor Wei clan, and our Wei family men, who are over ten years old, have no one who can't get on the horse to kill the enemy, and the entire southern border of Daliang is swept away by our Wei clan! ”

"It's just that after taking the throne today, the Wei family has gradually withdrawn from the Jingnan Army, and only my little uncle is still in the Wei family's lineage-" He smiled bitterly, "Now it's gone......

The sluggish mood only appeared for a moment, and he regained his excited appearance: "But it doesn't matter, in another four years, I will return to the Jingnan Army, I am the next generation of the Wei family, and I will become the next General Ning Yuan!" Mighty General! General Zhu Guoda! ”

"Who is General Zhuangwu?" Lin Jiaruo asked puzzled.

Gan Mingcong's face darkened, and his shoulders collapsed.

"Yesterday, the court discussed, the posthumous seal of the little uncle, finally decided, for the death of the country, posthumously awarded the title of strong general......"

Lin Jiaruo didn't understand: "What is the difference between General Zhuangwu and General Ning Yuan?" ”

"General Ning Yuan is the fifth grade, and General Zhuangwu is the fourth grade......," Gan Mingcong said listlessly.

Lin Jiaruo looked at him at a loss.

From the fifth grade to the fourth grade, it seems that she has been promoted, but there seems to be something wrong, and she can't say it.

"If it is considered meritorious, it should be sealed to the second grade, because only officials above the second grade of the beam are eligible for meritorious service; Or to give him a throne to be inherited by his heir—"

Gan Mingcong smiled coldly, and anger appeared in his eyes: "From the fifth grade to the fourth grade, that is, the death of my little uncle is agreed to be offset by merit and demerit!" ”

Lin Jiaruo was also angry: "Why? How can they do that? Was that Zhao Bingzhen doing it? He's really a bad guy! ”

Gan Mingcong sneered again, jumped off the railing, looked at the sky in the distance, and said, "It's him, it's not him-"

Suddenly turned to Lin Jiaruo, his eyes burning: "Ah Ruo, do you know? They want to make peace! ”

Peace?

Before Lin Jiaruo understood the meaning of this word, Gan Mingcong had already turned his face away, and his tone became angry.

"The bones of the dead soldiers of the Jingnan Army are not cold, and those imperial histories and Shangqing in the DPRK and China are clamoring for peace!"

"Is it my girder that no one can beat? Is it scary to have a few defeats? ”

"Nope! No! ”

"There are 300,000 soldiers in Jiangnan, 250,000 forbidden troops in Guanzhong, and 200,000 Shenwu battalions in Zhao Bingyi's hands; And all the tribes of the Rong people combined, there are only a few hundred thousand people, and they have actually been reduced to wanting to negotiate peace? Gan Mingcong's eyes were red with anger.

"Then why not fight?" Lin Jiaruo couldn't help but ask loudly.

"Because they're going to fight the west!" Gan Mingcong replied loudly, "They are willing to pay tribute to the Rong people, and they are willing to cede the six states of Longyou Dao, but they also have to coax the Rong people first, so as to free up their hands to fight the thieves!" ”

"You know what? That anti-thief is Yan Huai! Yan Huai! Three generations of Yan Huai of the Shenwu Marquis Mansion in the northwest! ”

He suddenly hugged Lin Jiaruo tightly, and hot tears fell on the side of her neck.

"Ah Ruo, why did Yan Huai, whom I admire, become the thief that Qianfu pointed out? Why did my little uncle become a dead man who was greedy for merit? Why do we have so many soldiers, but we have to humbly sue for peace with the enemy who invaded our homeland? ”

The half-grown boy cried as if his liver and intestines were broken, and his emotions were so strong that Lin Jiaruo couldn't help crying.

When Lin Shisheng saw this scene, his lungs exploded, and he pulled Lin Jiaruo with one hand, and held Gan Mingcong's back collar with the other, peeled him out of his daughter's arms, and threw him out fiercely.

Rao is Gan Mingcong has been practicing martial arts since he was a child, and he also fell on all fours.

When he stood up, Lin Jiaruo was already firmly protected by Lin Shisheng in his arms.

The father glared at him fiercely and angrily rebuked, "How old are you? Do you understand etiquette? Next time, let me see you do something to Ah Ruo, and see that I don't waste your two claws! ”

Gan Mingcong also knew that he had lost his temper, and scratched his head embarrassedly.

Lin Jiaruo weakly explained for him: "Dad, Cousin Mingcong is going to Suzhou, and we are talking about General Wei's pursuit of peace and peace......

These days, although Lin Shisheng is studying behind closed doors, he has not missed the news that he should know.

Listening to this explanation, it didn't ease his face.

"How can a man be a child? The general is not afraid of dying in battle, and the armor still has a successor! Rong people's jackal nature, this peace, at most, will not be three years at most, and the war will inevitably break out again, and you still have time to cry here! ”

Gan Mingcong was trained to blush, straighten up, shouted "yes", and then turned around and ran away.

"What did he say?" Lin Jiaruo asked in confusion.

"How do I know?" Lin Shisheng rolled his eyes and was about to reprimand his daughter again.

Suddenly, there was a shout from ahead: "Princess Yiyang has arrived!" ”