Spring has come, but the old trees are diseased, and the cold wind is howling in the wilderness.

In the Jiujiang military camp, Du Yehu took off his helmet and sat silently. His majestic body was a little less aggressive than before.

Yang Yin, who had been his partner for many years, stood in front of him.

Yang Yin was wearing armor, his eyes were serious and his face was solemn: "General, are you leaving?"

Du Yehu used to be a very reckless man, but after serving as General Zhuang for a few years, he became somewhat more stable.

It's just this stability that makes Yang Yin unfamiliar.

He was used to charging behind Du Yehu, used to checking for Du Yehu's mistakes, used to being a fiery-tempered Shangguan, a straightforward tiger general.

Nowadays, it is so easy to suppress, military power can be let go, brothers can be abandoned, and ideals are just a joke.

Du Yehu clasped his right hand emptyly and tapped his brow: "It's time to go."

Yang Yin pressed the knife with one hand, leaned forward, and showed such a gesture towards Du Yehu for the first time in his life, saying in a vicious voice: "Are you going to leave so many of your brothers behind and go to Qi to join Shan Junwei?!"

Shan Junwei was a former general of the Mo Kingdom. He originally defected to the Zhuang Kingdom and was arranged by Zhuang Gaoxian to replace Du Yehu's military power.

At that time, Yang Yin brought his people to Xin'an and was ready to kill the man with his sword. However, when he entered the tent with his sword, he realized that this man had been incited by Zhongxuan Sheng to rebel and actually raised the flag with them.

After overthrowing Zhuang Gaoxian, Du Yehu became a general, while Shan Junwei defected to his new benefactor and went to Qi to develop.

The State of Mo is not as good as the State of Zhuang, and the State of Zhuang is not comparable to the State of Qi.

Shan Junwei's life is a good example of the saying that people go to higher places.

Yang Yin's words are heart-breaking!

He was prepared for Du Yehu to get angry, punch him, or even kill him on the spot.

But Du Yehu just gave him a dull look.

There was a kind of fatigue that had never been apparent before on his face, which was deep in his beard.

"Yang Yin." Du Yehu said in this vicissitude: "Human talent is limited, do you know?"

Yang Yin didn't understand why the general said this.

Soldiers like them only carry swords to save their lives. Whose talent can be said to be unlimited?

Du Yehu looked at him: "If there hadn't been earth-shaking changes, you would have had no chance to achieve the divine presence in your life."

Yang Yin was furious: "I understand! The general dislikes my talent! If you leave here, you will have better subordinates, all of whom can come to you?"

Du Yehu thought to himself: "I have strong Qi and blood, and I followed the path of an ancient military strategist. I survived nine deaths and could catch up with my peers a little bit in practice, but there is still a long way to go. Before I am forty years old, I hope that God will come, but if

I won’t be able to achieve success even if I’m fifty years old. I’m fighting a life-consuming battle, and people like me are not qualified to grow old.”

Yang Yin said coldly: "So you have to leave here and find an opportunity for your god to come. Now you feel that the brothers who have been with you for so many years are all a burden to you!"

Du Yehu laughed instead: "You have always been the one to persuade me, but today you are more impulsive than me."

boom!

Yang Yin pounded his hands on the military case: "We haven't lost yet, what will those old Taoist priests from the Elder Council do! Brothers support you, I don't understand why you don't fight!"

"I don't have that talent! Do you understand?" Du Yehu leaned back and looked at him with a grin: "I quit drinking, but my brain is still not working well. I read the military book carefully and read the dictionary on every page.

I want to let the people live a good life and prevent the pain of the past from happening again, but I can't do it! I don't have the ability - do you understand?"

As Du Yehu spoke, he felt excited for a moment, but then he sat back and tapped the table: "We tried, we failed. If we can't do well in this position, we should let more capable people do it."

People will do it. Jiujiang Xuanjia does not belong to me, Du Yehu, but to the people of Zhuang State. It is that simple."

Yang Yin was silent for a moment, and finally said: "You don't want to risk your life and involve Mr. Jiang Ge, right?"

Du Yehu only said: "If our ideal is correct, I will do whatever it takes. But it has been proven wrong - people should not make mistakes again and again. Especially the people will bear the price in the end."

Yang Yin said again: "With Jiang Ge always here, the general's life is safe. Where do you plan to go?"

"Are you coming with me?" Du Yehu asked.

"What's the difference?" Yang Yin asked.

Du Yehu bluntly said: "My choice will be different."

Yang Yin looked at him and said: "I am from Zhuang country."

Du Yehu stood up, patted his shoulder, and finally walked past him.

Yang Yin straightened up and pressed his sword, staring at the military case without saying a word. In the military tent of General Zhuang Guo, only the helmet of General Zhuang Guo was left.

My long-time comrade-in-arms bid farewell to this mistake.

After walking out of the military tent, Du Yehu saw Li Jianqiu.

This guy's official uniform was changed into an ordinary gown, his hair was tied up with a hairpin, and his sword was hanging on his waist. He stood loosely in the open space outside the tent, looking like a swordsman from the end of the world.

Today the generals take off their helmets and the ministers take off their uniforms. They look at each other with a smile.

The concerted efforts and the harmony between generals and prime ministers in the past years are all reflected in this lonely smile.

"Where does Brother Du plan to go next?" Li Jianqiu asked: "Yun Country or Xingyue Yuan?"

If old brothers like Yang Yin still follow Du Yehu, he will find a way to earn a future for these brothers. Now he only said: "I plan to walk around - what about you?"

Li Jianqiu raised the corner of his mouth: "I plan to walk around with Brother Du!"

They all saw a kind of unwillingness in each other's eyes. It was not that they were unwilling to fail politically, but that they were unwilling to have their ideals dimmed like this.

The subtle skylight that lit up that night swayed and swayed, but in the end it did not appear outside the window.

These passionate young people have the desire to change the world, but their understanding of the world is still very shallow. The ideals they build on this are no more than castles in the air. Finally, in the changes in the world, they see their own

Innocent.

So they all want to travel around, to every corner of the world, to see how people live, and to see how wise men in different places face the world. See if they can find the real path to their ideals.

the way.

At this time, a smile came from the air and asked: "Where are you going for a walk?"

Song Qingyue stepped down and complained: "Why don't you take me with you?"

Du Yehu looked at him and asked, "Where is Qingzhi?"

"Sent to Yun Guo to find her close friend." Song Qingyue waved his hand and said seriously: "You two can't be isolated. We are the remnants of the same boat."

Li Jianqiu said: "It's just right to match the broken ship with the remnant party."

Du Yehu opened his hands and made a push forward gesture: "Go together, go together!"

The three of them left together.

Du Laohu's prestige in the army was extraordinary. When he left the gate of the military camp, the place was almost full of soldiers who came to see him off after receiving the news.

But no one said anything.

The soldiers just silently made way for the three of them to pass.

All three of them were silent.

It was a silent farewell as the soldiers bid farewell to their general.

We were already far away from the military camp, and when we looked back, we could still see the faint crowds.

After becoming the Prime Minister, Li Jianqiu, who became more and more cautious, sighed: "In this situation, a word suddenly came to my mind."

"What word?" Du Yehu steeled himself and asked with interest.

Li Jianqiu said: "A prodigal dog."

He shook his head and laughed self-deprecatingly: "My whole life has been a failure."

The stone carvings of Li Jianqiu, the prodigal dog, are still on the Zhubi Peak, and are often visited by poets and poets.

Of course, in the past few years, we were all singing praises, about the prodigal son turning back, about knowing his shame and being brave, about being successful before it's too late... In the past six months, there has been a lot of resentment.

Song Qingyue thought about it for a while: "If you have to argue, I can count on Jiao."

"Then I am Hu." Du Yehu said.

Song Qingyue laughed: "Then we are the remnants of the Qiming Party -"

"Hey!" Li Jianqiu quickly interrupted: "Dogs are too ugly. I didn't say I would use this as a nickname."

…

…

When Zhu Wei and I arrived at Zhuang Country, the "Dogs, Dragons and Tigers" had already left the country.

The coup initiated by the Council of Elders was completed in a very short period of time.

With the support of Daomen above, Zhang Ren's methods in the middle, the letting go of the Qiming New Party, and the direction of public opinion below, there is no suspense about this coup itself.

Zhu Wei, I came as soon as I received the news, and things have already turned from budding to fruition.

Fortunately, it was not too late, so Du Yehu and others were not in danger.

I was once trained as the next generation leader of the country. I have a certain political acumen. There have been coups in the past without bloodshed. Moreover, this time it was Prime Minister Quan, General Quan and Shuifu authority who were all overthrown. The coup party had an absolute advantage.
To be continued...