Night.

The imperial court won the battle, and the entire city of Beijing was immersed in joy.

earthen house, by the window.

A little boy with his chin on his hand looked at the growing number of people on the street, not quite understanding.

"Mother, why are there so many people tonight."

The woman sat on the kang head, glanced out the window when she heard the words, and did not reply positively.

"Close the window."

Two-leaf wooden door, one window.

The outside of the house is warm, but the emotions inside the house are called fear and loneliness.

The boy stood nervously in the doorway, opening the wooden door and peeking through a crack.

More and more officers and soldiers of the Shenji Battalion began to go home and have a short period of warmth with their families, which was also a sign of safety.

The boy saw with his own eyes that a woman opened the door, saw her long-lost husband, and threw herself into his arms without thinking.

The little heart is full of curiosity, but wait, wait, wait, and never see his father.

In the confusion, a little fear gradually arose.

"Mother, Daddy... Why haven't you come back yet..."

Hearing this, the woman's eyebrows moved on the kang, and a thought lingered in her mind.

"Close the door."

The woman's expression was awe-inspiring, and the boy felt a pang in his heart, and turned around to push the door shut.

In the narrow mud house, there were only a few steps inside and outside, but he walked slower than the road to the private school, looking back step by step.

The boy finally rubbed over to the woman, but refused to sit down, and stood there wringing his fingers, muttering softly, "Why are their fathers back, my father?" ”

The movement in the woman's hand suddenly froze.

"How did your father teach you on weekdays, shouldn't ask, don't ask more." The woman continued to hang her head and said in a trembling voice: "Brother Hun'er will come back, my mother knows, my mother has always known." ”

"Brother Hun'er promised our mother, and when we win this battle and drive away the Warat people, we will use the reward to buy meat for us to eat."

"He promised me that he would come back."

The boy peered out through the crack in the window, and outside the window, there were not many soldiers of the Shenji Battalion returning home on the street, until it gradually became deserted.

Seeing his father, the boy shouted unwillingly: "Mother, where is Daddy?" Where's my daddy? ”

Before the words landed, the woman who was silent on the side raised her head, and under the words that had been firm, there was a timid and helpless look hidden.

The woman leaned against the wall, covered her mouth, and silently rolled down her tears.

The boy panicked, hurriedly took two steps forward, hugged the woman's waist, and gently shook her: "Mother, don't cry... It's wrong, it's not supposed to ask..."

"Mother, don't be afraid, Daddy is just late."

The woman twisted her face to the side, raised her sleeve and brushed the tears, choking up.

"Bang Bang Bang"

There was a sudden knock on the door, which made the two people in the room look happy.

The woman threw down her object and ran to open the door.

This moment is the happiest time of her day.

"Brother Hun, you are back, harming our mother..."

The surprise and anticipation in the woman's eyes were stunned when she saw the person in front of her.

"Uncle, who are you?"

"Uncle, where's my daddy?"

The blood stains on Fan Guang's armor hadn't had time to be cleaned up, and as soon as he left the Fengtian Palace, he immediately came here, and on the way, he had already simulated this conversation in his mind countless times.

Leading the Shenji Battalion into battle to kill the enemy, Fan Guang will not have any hesitation, but now after all, it is not a fight to kill.

Hearing the innocent question of the boy in front of him, Fan Guang still hesitated, he saw that the light in the woman's eyes gradually dissipated, and her smile was still frozen on her face.

Fan Guang squatted down and touched the boy's head.

"How old are you?"

"Ten years old!"

Fan Guang's expression froze, and he stood up and gave the woman a look.

When the boy was far back into the house, he took out a waist tag and handed it to the woman.

Seeing the words "Bian Hui, the small flag of the Chinese army in the Shenji Battalion" written on the waist card, the woman's strength that she had held for a long time was finally shattered, she didn't dare to imagine how much pain her husband suffered when he was alive because even the waist card was soaked in blood.

The woman's tears were like a kite with a broken string, dripping on the waist card, merging with the blood.

"He's a hero, a hero of the Ming Dynasty."

"Without him, more people wouldn't be able to come back tonight."

Fan Guang's eyes revealed perseverance, took out a bag of silver from his waist, handed it over and said: "This is a reward from the imperial court, and when the Ministry of Rites discusses the results tomorrow, you will have more pensions." ”

Raising her head again, the woman's eyes were full of despair, and she said coldly: "I don't care how many people can come back, I just want my brother Hun." ”

"Without Brother Hui'er, what's the use of more money."

"I want my child's daddy ......"

Seeing this scene, Rao is a general like Fan Guang who doesn't know how many people he has killed on the battlefield, he can't help but be moved, he raised his hand, he didn't know what to do, and he didn't know how to persuade him.

"This is Brother Bian's desperate return, what he thinks in his heart is only to make your life better."

"Even if it's for the sake of the child, take it and find a better school for the child, so that he can read and write in the future, and stop being a soldier like us."

The woman moved her gaze to the heavy bag of silver, snatched it away, and said indifferently: "The child's affairs are up to him." ”

"General Fan went back and told the court, just say that we are orphans and widows, thank you for the grace of the court."

Fan Guang didn't want to say anything more, so the woman walked back into the house and pushed the wooden door shut.

Standing at the door, Fan Guang wanted to speak and stopped.

He could clearly see through the cracks the women and children in the room hugging each other and crying bitterly.

This war.

the Warats!

......

Fan Guang walked to the corner of the street in despair.

This night was the hardest night for him.

Seeing the expectant eyes of the orphans and widows of the three families turn into despair and resentment, and the bag of silver is so powerless, any words seem pale.

"Congratulations to General Fan for his promotion to deputy commander-in-chief, and his future is limitless."

In the darkness of the night, a figure stood on the side of the road.

Listening to the voice, it should be a father-in-law of Ouchi.

Fan Guang squinted his eyes to take a closer look, and when the man slowly came out of the shadows, he exclaimed, "Wang, Wanggong? Why are you here, is it Your Majesty's will? ”

"It wasn't His Majesty who called our family here, it was our family who came by themselves." Wang Cheng said with a smile: "The conversation between General Fan and the mother and son of the Bian family, our family has seen it. ”

"No way, someone is going to die, isn't it?"

Fan Guang was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously took two steps back.

"What does my father-in-law want to say?"

Wang Cheng kept approaching, and said unhurriedly: "Unless there is another saint like Emperor Taizongwen in my Ming Dynasty, the world can be truly peaceful." ”

"Then this kind of thing won't happen again, General Fan, what do you think?"

Fan Guang thought for a while and said, "What does my father-in-law want to say, just say it directly, we are a vulgar martial artist, and we don't know how many twists and turns." ”

"Your Majesty today, what you like is a talent like General Fan, otherwise how could you be so supportive and trusting?" Wang Cheng looked at the street not far away and said:

"Give the general a reminder, for something like today, Your Majesty will go to grace."

"Your Majesty's grace must be given by Your Majesty, does General Fan understand this truth?"

Fan Guang's eyes widened, and he suddenly realized.

Seeing his appearance, Wang Cheng was very satisfied, approached and patted him on the shoulder, and said: "Your Majesty likes smart people, Your Majesty today, and the Emperor Taishang outside, who is more worthy of all these sacrifices, who can lead the Ming Dynasty to real peace." ”

"General Fan, it's better to figure it out earlier!"

"That's it, our family is leaving."

Looking at Wang Cheng's back, Fan Guang's heart was very confused.