A letter written half a month ago made the husband who fought at the border pass dismissed and returned to his hometown:

"The rain falls with the morning light, and Nian Jun has become ill,

The autumn wind interprets the flower language, and when is the return date.

Wen conformist, unable to complain,

The plain paper is on the windowsill, and the only thing is full of thoughts.

Teardrops and moon shadows are broken, clouds disappear and rouge fade,

The candle is old, and the mirror is old.

The melodious sound of the cornices copper bell,

The dream is like a remnant coupon carved three lives.

The sea is bounded and the heart is boundless,

100,000 red dust will not be forgotten.

Please don't be frivolous on the battlefield,

Hanging pot for the treatment of a wound.

I hope that the king will return to the war as soon as possible,

I wish you a song of phoenix homecoming".

..................

"General Yang has a letter from home!" the military messenger shouted outside the account.

"Come in quickly!" the old man in the tent said loudly.

When the messenger entered the account, the old man looked at the messenger with a strained face: "Quick Nian!"

The messenger looked at Yang Jiye, knelt down to the old man and said, "Marshal, this is General Yang's family letter, this is ...... This...... Is it appropriate?"

"The old man has the right to inspect all correspondence in the army, and if it is a letter of collaboration with the enemy, who knows!" "Why do you hesitate as a messenger? Someone is also suspected of collaborating with the enemy! The old marshal's voice became louder and louder, and the soldiers outside the account trembled with fright when they heard it.

Yang Ye sighed helplessly and looked at the messenger: "Read it, obey the military order!"

The messenger opened the letter in a trembling manner, and the fragrance of osmanthus came to his nose, and the generals in the entire marching tent seemed to smell the smell of home.

"This ...... This...... It was indeed written to him by General Yang's wife, and it was not a letter of collaboration with the enemy, and the little one did not dare to read it...... Forgive the marshal......" The messenger knelt on the ground and held the letter above his head.

"Strategist, you come to read!" the old marshal slapped his palm on the arm of the chair he was sitting on, and the armrest snapped with a click.

The military advisor stepped forward to take the letter and said to the old marshal: "This is indeed written by General Yang's family, not a letter from the enemy, and the marshal must not be angry with General Yang because of this defeat......

The old marshal blew his beard angrily and glared and shouted, "Are you going to rebel?"

At this time, a general-like person came over with a smile on his face, and took the letter from the military advisor's hand: "Let the last man be the big boss of this injustice! Please calm the marshal's anger, and hope that Brother Yang will not blame me for someone." ”

Yang Ye's face was expressionless at this time, thinking about the soldiers who died in battle, he took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

General Xian unfolded the letter and sighed: "With such a family, the virtuous brother is really envious of me and waiting!"

The old marshal roared and stood up: "It's a quick thought!"

"Yes, yes...... This reads"

"The rain falls with the morning light, and Nian Jun has become ill,

The autumn wind interprets the flower language, and when is the return date.

Wen conformist, unable to complain,

The plain paper is on the windowsill, and the only thing is full of thoughts.

Teardrops and moon shadows are broken, clouds disappear and rouge fade,

The candle is old, and the mirror is old.

The melodious sound of the cornices copper bell,

The dream is like a remnant coupon carved three lives.

The sea is bounded and the heart is boundless,

100,000 red dust will not be forgotten.

Please don't be frivolous on the battlefield,

Hanging pot for the treatment of a wound.

I hope that the king will return to the war as soon as possible,

Allow you to return to the nest with a phoenix. ”

After General Xian finished reading it, he handed the letter to Yang Ye, patted his shoulder and said, "Brother Xian was pulled to the battlefield just three months after he got married, and it has been more than two years, alas...... When will the world be peaceful! The unscrupulous girl in my family is also seventeen this year, alas, ......" he said, shaking his head and standing back in his place.

The old marshal looked at Yang Ye angrily and said: "The country is in trouble, and the husband is responsible, who has no family members!" Yang Ye listened to the order, this defeat, this marshal will not deal with you by military law, remove you from the post of vanguard general, and return to your hometown to reflect on it. ”

Victory or defeat is a common thing in soldiers, and the rest of the generals were a little surprised when they heard the word 'dismissal'.

Yang Ye was still thinking about the soldiers who died in battle, and he hadn't come back to his senses yet, and he didn't reply to the old marshal.

"Xian Junli listens to the order! Order you to be the vanguard general, and you will fight the Liao soldiers in five days, and there will be no mistakes!" The old marshal took out the troop transfer token.

Xian Junli stepped forward and took the token: "The last general will take the order!"

The old marshal rested his left hand on the arm of the unbroken chair on the other side and supported his forehead, rubbing his temples with his thumb, and said no more.

The military advisor stepped forward and waved his hand to signal everyone to disperse, and then the generals walked out of the military tent.

Some generals whispered as they walked:

"I don't know what the odds are for General Xian this time......!

"Yes, the Liao soldiers are good at horse warfare and horse shooting, and they are really difficult to deal with!" The generals returned to their camps.

It was nearly dusk, and Xian Junli smiled and took two jars of wine to Yang Ye's tent: "Brother Yang Xian, let's go!"

Yang Ye came out without saying a word, and between the brothers who were born and died together, they didn't need too many words, and silently followed Xian Junli to the top of the mountain.

"Brother Xian should learn more from my brother, don't be sad all day long, smile more, smile more, you will save a lot of troubles...... Hahahaha......" After speaking, he took a sip of the wine jar.

Yang Ye also held the jar and poured a mouthful: "Brother Xian, you see that the sixteen states of Yanyun have been a battleground for soldiers since ancient times, I don't know how many soldiers' bones have been buried, how many soldiers' lonely souls can't return home, and how many people have been displaced...... Alas...... "After saying that, he poured another mouthful.

"What generation of dynasties is not built on a lot of white bones!" Xian Junli sighed and put down the wine jar, looking at the land he had guarded for more than ten years.

Yang Ye lay on the ground, looked at the starry sky, kept beating the ground with his fists, and said while fighting: "This great river and mountain, every year there are wars, the people are not happy, and if you continue to fight, you will soon become a daughter country." Then another carp stood up, looked at the faint moonlight and gritted his teeth and said: "If anyone can dominate the country and the country, the country and the people will be safe, and I, Yang Ye, will definitely help him." ”

"Brother Xian, don't talk nonsense, otherwise it will lead to the crime of killing your head, and it is not too much to exterminate the Nine Clans! You joined the army in your twenties, and now it's only two years, it's still early! Brother, I've been fighting for half my life...... Alas...... What are your plans to go back this time?"

Yang Ye fell to the ground again, closed his eyes, and looked like he was about to fall asleep: "Saihua is as gentle and virtuous as the fairy Chang'e in the Moon Palace, she has always said that she wants to go to the Central Plains to see, and after returning to her hometown, she will take her to see all parts of the Central Plains, and then live in my distant cousin's villa for a while, that is, Cousin Zong Jingui, who was fostered in my house until he was nineteen years old and did not go back, you should still remember......"

Xian Yunli sighed: "Naturally remember Brother Jin Guixian, he has a very high understanding of martial arts, and likes to study some side doors, more than ten years have passed, when you were still a six or seven-year-old doll, running behind us every day, alas..... Go, go, go, go and say hello to me, it's good for you to go...... Far away from the power of the court, away from this battlefield, and also clean, brother, I still have to guard the sixteen states of Yanyun full of corpses and bones, alas......"