On Chinese New Year's Eve, Zhu Zhen spent time with the soldiers in the barracks.

This is his second year in Kunming, and this mood is completely different from the spring breeze when he took Ermei to Dianchi Lake last year. This time, there is a little less complacency, and only a heavy responsibility remains.

Zhu Zhen's Chinese New Year's Eve meal for the soldiers was a feast, with freshly roasted whole sheep, suckling pig with golden puff pastry and irresistible mushroom hot pot...... Of course, the fungi used have been screened by the military hospital, and they should not eat the villain......

The so-called no banquet without wine, the prince was also extra gracious and allowed the soldiers to drink at the banquet. Although it was all the local wine offered by the toasts, it tasted dull and boring, and some of it was even very cloudy, and it had to be sifted before drinking, but the soldiers enjoyed it and drank bowl after bowl. Many people got drunk early, holding the wine jar and laughing silly, and drunk talking. I didn't even notice that the prince was driving. Still there to take care of himself and go crazy.

This made Lan Yu, who accompanied her, extremely annoyed, and she raised her foot to kick these drunks up. Zhu Zhen stopped him and smiled disapprerovingly: "Don't do anything bad for the New Year." ”

Seeing the face of their master who was about to eat people, the soldiers quickly got up from the ground, but they all staggered and stood unsteadily.

"What are you doing? Why don't you hurry up and meet the prince!? Lan Yu snorted with a dark face.

"Bye, meet the prince......" The officers and soldiers woke up like a dream, and hurriedly knelt down and kowtowed. One of the unlucky guys moved a little violently and threw up all over the ground.

That tastes so much more ecstasy......

The soldiers didn't bother to cover their noses, and they were all worried about the little unlucky bastard.

Frightened, he hurriedly kowtowed vigorously and shook like chaff: "The villain should die, the prince spares his life." ”

Lan Yu's eyes lit up, but he saw that the prince was still smiling, and even bent down to help the young little flag officer. Only then did he change his words:

"These bunnies, the wine that faded out of the birds, can also get drunk like this!"

"Hahaha, this is called drinking and not getting drunk, everyone is drunk." Zhu Zhen patted the young man's shoulder with a smile, and asked kindly, "Do you want to go back and lie down first?" ”

"Back to the prince, no, it's much more comfortable for me to spit it out." The little flag official sneered: "It's a pity that all the food eaten is ruined......

"Hahaha, then let's eat again." Zhu Zhen smiled and beckoned the little flag, and his brothers sat back.

Lan Yu and the others also wanted to sit down, but they were expelled by Zhu Zhen; "Go and don't get in our way."

The generals had no choice but to dodge, leaving only Hu Xian alone to accompany the prince.

Zhu Zhen sat in a circle around the grill with the soldiers, and while holding a knife himself, he cut off the roasted oily leg of mutton and distributed it to the soldiers to enjoy. While holding a homely meal with them cordially.

He asked the little flag officer, "What's your name?" Where is home? ”

"Back to the prince, the villain's name is Yu Min, his ancestral home is Jinjiang, Fujian, and his home is in Nanjing." The little flag officer is Yu Min, who has returned from injury, and I don't know if he is lucky or unlucky, he has just been discharged from the hospital and has done such a job.

"Fujianese, that should be very drinkable?" Zhu Zhen said with a smile.

"I don't know how to drink, I'm embarrassed by Hu Jianren." Yu Min said ashamedly.

"Hahaha, don't drink if you can't drink it, don't you have to drink it because the brothers have to pour you wine?" Zhu Zhen asked with a smile.

"Hey, hey......" The soldiers laughed embarrassedly, obviously letting the sixth man speak. This kind of young petty officer is the easiest to be teased by the veteran oil.

"Yes, it has nothing to do with them, I want to drink it myself." Yu Min didn't admit it. "It's what I want to drink......

"What, I miss your mother for the New Year?" Zhu Zhen cut a piece of roast mutton and handed it to him.

Yu Min hurriedly took it with both hands, and after thanking him, he shook his head and said, "I miss my mother, but everyone hasn't been home for the New Year for two years, who doesn't want to be my mother?" I, who is a small flag, can't take the lead in borrowing wine to drown my sorrows. ”

"Hahaha, it's quite responsible." Zhu Zhen couldn't help laughing and said, "Then why are you drinking?" ”

"I drank it for the original Lord Qianhu, he had better take this sip......" Yu Min said with red eyes: "It's a pity that he can't drink it anymore......"

The soldiers were also gloomy, and many of them sobbed, obviously the Lord of the Thousand Households should have won the hearts of the people at the beginning.

"What's his name? Died in battle or died of disease? Zhu Zhen asked in a deep voice.

"Our old family surnamed Qi Zhixiang died heroically." Yu Min hurriedly said loudly.

"Qi Xiang ......" Zhu Zhen always felt that this name was a little familiar, so he said to Yu Min: "Tell me about him." ”

"It's the prince, our Qianhu was the emperor's personal soldier, and he took us all the way from Guizhou to Kunming, and he was also promoted to deputy commander because of his merits. In the autumn of last year, Yang Tho was in turmoil, and our old Qianhu was ordered to lead us to block 80,000 enemy troops at Dabanqiao with 3,000 troops for three days and three nights, so as to buy time for rushing to transport grain. ”

Yu Min choked up and said: "But there are too many enemies, and we will not be able to hold it the next day." That night, Lao Qianhu led all the brothers who were still able to fight, taking advantage of the enemy's paralysis and carelessness, to cross the river and attack at night. As a result, the enemy bombed the camp, and Yang Tho's gang fled dozens of miles in a swarm, and it took two days to regroup and kill, and by then we had completed the task and withdrawn our troops......"

Yu Min wiped away a handful of tears and said, "It's just that Lao Qianhu and most of the brothers who crossed the river were all folded in that deadly night attack......"

Saying that, he snapped, slapped himself hard, and said with a face full of chagrin: "I really deserve to die, really!" Why get injured early? If I don't get hurt, I can follow them, woo woo woo ......"

Yu Min should have been very sad, crying in front of the prince, and almost collapsed......

The brother next to him hurriedly whispered to him that the prince was still on the side, so don't lose his temper too much.

There are also veterans who hurriedly and carefully speak for him: "Our Xiaoqi is usually very good, but we can't mention Deputy Commander Yu and the Battle of Banqiao, plus this is the first time to drink, the prince must not be like him......"

"It's okay, it's good to be able to cry, how uncomfortable is it to hold it in your heart?" Zhu Zhen sighed and said, "And this is not a simple gaffe, but a fart...... The after-effects of stress trauma are the psychological damage caused to him by the tragic war. ”

"Psychological damage?" The soldiers looked at Xiaoqi, who had gradually calmed down, and couldn't help but think of his depressed state in the hospital.

"That's right, to put it simply, it is to experience a tragic battle, and witness the sacrifice of comrades who get along day and night, and since then heaven and man have been separated. The pain is beyond the limits of what it can bear, causing indelible psychological wounds. Even long after the war, he was still suffering from mental torture day and night. Even if you usually force nothing to do, once you encounter a stimulus, your emotions will easily collapse. ”

Zhu Zhen let out a long sigh and said to everyone: "It's not a shameful thing, it's the same as knife wounds and gunshot wounds, they are all scars caused by the war." ”

"And this king dares to assert that he is definitely not the only one in the army...... In the past two years, many of you soldiers have suffered from psychological problems of one kind or another. You must not hide it, you must say it generously, so that the king can prescribe the right medicine. ”

(End of chapter)