Feng Tieling said in a deep voice: "I knew that I had already done the act of killing officials and rebelling, so I immediately discussed with a group of brothers, went to the village to gather the light and strong brothers, and planned to defect to Xu Shouhui, the Red Turban Army who had already uncovered the uprising at that time. Speaking of this, what flashed in my mind was that I had no choice but to lead some rebellious brothers to leave the village under the accusations of the villagers, and an irrepressible sense of grief and indignation filled my chest, and I reached out and snatched the wine gourd in Qin Zhuofeng's hand, and after pouring it violently, I wiped the wine on my beard with my sleeve, and said with a wry smile: "Actually, it's no wonder that these people, from being grandfathers to fathers, have been bullied by Mongolian Tatars since they were children, and they will be beaten if they want to be beaten, and they will be killed if they want to kill, In my heart, I really regarded the Yuan Dynasty Tartars as more fierce than the tiger wolf. Didn't these tartars come out of their mother's womb? Could it be that three heads and six arms are not enough? ”

Zhu Quan heard Feng Tieling tell about the events of the year, sighed involuntarily in his heart, and secretly thought to himself: "People will insult themselves and then humiliate them, if a person, a nation is bullied to this point and still obeys, it can only make others worse." ”

Feng Yunwen, who was sitting upright on Zhu Quan's lap, blinked a pair of big smart eyes, not understanding what his grandfather was talking about at all. A pair of small hands just firmly grasped the hilt of Zhu Quan's long sword, and tried their best to pull it out.

It turned out that although he was ignorant, he often saw his grandfather and father practicing martial arts, and vaguely knew that these three-foot-long things seemed to be pulled out, and after shaking, there would be white light flashing, which was very beautiful. used all his strength to make a fuss, and then suddenly realized that it seemed that Zhu Quan's fingers were doing tricks, so he simply hugged Zhu Quan's arm and bit him hard at the fingers that held the sword.

Zhu Quan suddenly felt that his fingers were in pain, and when he looked down and saw Feng Yunwen's actions, he couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "This little rabbit cub." As soon as he said this, he suddenly realized that this boy was Feng Tieling's grandson, and it seemed inappropriate for him to scold him in public like this, so he was so busy that he was silent. .com At this moment, he suddenly felt a heat in his thighs, and he suddenly came to his senses, glared at Feng Yunwen viciously, and muttered to himself in his heart: "This kid is a big ghost, don't you know that I can't scold him?" I scolded him for being a rabbit cub and urinated on me. ”

After Zhu Quan gave Feng Yunwen a hard bite, his fingers unconsciously loosened. Feng Yunwen saw Zhu Quan's fingers move away, a pair of small hands grabbed the hilt of the sword again, and finally pulled out the long sword a few inches long, seeing the cold light flashing on the sharp blade, he was immediately overjoyed, and pulled it out violently, but the long sword was more than three feet long, and others were weak and unable to completely pull out the long sword.

Feng Tieling turned his head and saw his grandson's actions, so he stood up and walked to Zhu Quan's side, reaching out to pick Feng Yunwen over.

Feng Yunwen saw his grandfather coming to hug him, but his little hand still didn't let go of the hilt of the sword. The scabbard was still tied to Zhu Quan's waist, and after Feng Tieling took a step back with his grandson in his arms, the three-foot long sword finally came out of its sheath, and under the flickering cold, the long sword suddenly fell to the ground, it turned out that Feng Yunwen was too young to bear the weight of the long sword after all, and the long sword was difficult to hold, and finally fell out of his hand.

When the figure swayed, the two fingers were already firmly clamped on the spine of the long sword without a blade before everyone could react, and before the long sword could land, it was Zhu Quan's master Qin Zhuofeng.

After Qin Zhuofeng let out a long laugh, he stretched out his right arm and handed the hilt of the long sword to Feng Yunwen.

Feng Yunwen saw the long sword go and return, and felt extremely interesting, that is, he held the hilt of the sword tightly, thinking back to the situation when his grandfather practiced martial arts, even if he had enough strength to swing the long sword.

Qin Zhuofeng looked at Feng Tieling, and suddenly smiled: "This kid seems to be also a kid who likes to dance and play with swords." As he spoke, the two fingers that held the spine of the sword did not let go, feeling the young strength of Feng Yunwen, and pushing the boat down the river with a gentle force, not letting the long sword fall to the ground. East $ square $ .com

Feng Yunwen was full of thought at this time, thinking that the flickering sword light of the cold light was caused by his own dancing, and he immediately smiled, dancing with excitement.

Feng Tieling looked at his grandson with a look full of pity, and said softly: "I named this kid Yunwen because I don't want him to live the days when our brothers licked their blood. Speaking of this, he suddenly raised his head, glanced at the brothers sitting in the hall, and suddenly said in a deep voice: "All the brothers have been fighting for half their lives, and they all want to live a peaceful life and enjoy the joy of family. But have you ever thought that you have witnessed how many of our Han people were killed and starved to death because they were afraid of the Tartars and did not dare to resist? Speaking of this, he suddenly looked at Qin Zhuofeng, who was teasing his grandson in front of him, and said loudly: "What Brother Qin said is true, the emperor's old son Zhu Yuanzhang recruited us to go on an expedition to Mobei, although it is a sinister plan to kill people with a knife. But the old man and I went to throw a handful of old bones in Mobei, just so that my grandson would remember that his grandfather had gone to the hometown of those Mongolian Tatars, to the place where they thought they were invincible in the world, and hunted down their emperor. In case one day, these Tartars go and return, and want to enslave us Han people, so that they can have the courage to hold the sword in their hands and fight for his wife and children. ”

Most of the people sitting in the hall could hear Feng Tieling's words, and recalled in their minds the miserable life of their own childhood, and they were all sad and indignant, and they stood up one after another.

Li Feng said sharply: "The ancestor was bloody on the battlefield back then, but unfortunately he did not live to the day when our Han people drove these Mongolian Tartars out of the Central Plains. ”

The leaders of the solemn group bowed down to Feng Tieling with solemn faces and said: "My brothers are willing to go to Mobei with Brother Feng and Brother Qin, so that these Tartars can also know and know the power of our Han people." ”

The few people who sat upright in the hall and did not stand up were all close relatives such as fathers and brothers who died under Chang Yuchun's hands in the past.

Duan Xiaotian thought of his eldest brother who died tragically at the hands of the Ming army under Chang Yuchun, and recalled that his father died in the battle against the Yuan army, and he couldn't help but fight in his heart, and it was difficult to decide.

Zhu Quan turned his head and saw Duan Xiaotian's expression, sighed secretly in his heart, and secretly thought to himself: The enmity of father and brother is not shared with the sky, and it is difficult to figure out who this matter should be put on for a while. The lone army went deep into Mobei, and Old Man Zhu almost made it clear that they were sent to death, and we have no qualifications to accuse them.

Feng Tieling looked at the group of brothers, bowed his head slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Let's set off in three days, and those who have gone to this battle may not be able to come back alive." I won't give a military order, everyone go back and think about it carefully, and in three days, the brothers who are willing to follow me and Brother Qin will set off with us. ”

The heads of the hall stood solemnly, and the helpers all bowed down to receive the order when they heard the words.

At this time, after Feng Yunwen played with the long sword for a while, he was already tired, and he had already let go of the long sword and crawled into his grandfather's arms to sleep peacefully.

Feng Tieling turned his head to look at Zhu Quan, who had taken the long sword in his hand and was returning the sword into the sheath, and then turned his head to look at his grandson Feng Yunwen in his arms, and suddenly said softly: "The old man has a reluctant request. Speaking of this, he stretched out his hand and pointed at the long sword on Zhu Quan's waist, and suddenly smiled: "Today, my grandson Yunwen actually grabbed the three-foot long sword of the virtuous nephew when he grabbed Zhou, so I want to ask the virtuous nephew for this sword, leave him a souvenir, so that when he grows up, he will always remember the long sword he wanted to pull out today." ”

When Zhu Quan heard him say this, he immediately reached out and unhooked the scabbard on his waist, and offered it with both hands respectfully. The turbulent waves in my heart were difficult to calm down, recalling the plot written by a famous writer I had seen before, I couldn't help but feel a little sad, and secretly thought to myself: In the pen of some writers and historians in later generations, Zhu Yuanzhang and Chen Youliang rose up against the tyranny of the Yuan Dynasty and tried to restore the leaders of the rebel army of the Han people. After the Yuan Dynasty and the Qing Dynasty, which claimed to be authoritative, spared no effort to imperceptibly engage in ethnic discrimination and literary prison, and after the Qing Dynasty whitewashed and packaged, it seemed to have become a "great era" in the eyes of future generations with unknown history? In their eyes, it seems to overtake the rule of Zhenguan in the Tang Dynasty and the period of Emperor Wu of the Han Dynasty in the Han Dynasty. Our ancestors who admired literature and martial arts and overthrew tyranny were unwittingly written as cowards in this way? Wait until we, the unscrupulous descendants, Yue Fei, Wen Tianxiang, Qi Jiguang, and other national heroes are almost slandered, and when those rat generations who have ulterior intentions and can't wait jump up and down, and then give the traitors Wu Sangui and Geng Jingzhong who betrayed their own nation to overturn the case, and wait until our nation, which has countless resources, faces war again, how many people will have the courage to resist aggression?

After everyone had eaten Feng Yunwen's "longevity noodles" and said goodbye, Zhu Quan suddenly recalled the impressive "lifelong memorial" that Feng Yunwen left on him, and hurriedly asked him for a set of clean clothes to change into, and followed his master Qin Zhuofeng to slowly walk out of the courtyard and stroll on the mountains.

Facing the cold mountain wind, Qin Zhuofeng recalled the excitement of Feng Yunwen when he was tinkering with the long sword, and couldn't help laughing: "This kid is really a member of the old madman's family, and he has been good at this since he was a child." ”

Zhu Quan heard what the master said, and couldn't help but smile bitterly: "This kid is really cross, I don't let him draw his sword, he bites me, I scold him for being a rabbit cub, he pees on me, as far as I can see, he will definitely be a difficult master when he grows up." ”

This book was first published.

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