After the war, Yang Fei left Qingyi Yamen and returned to Qingzhou City, where he lived in seclusion in Hualiu Lane.

In fact, although Yang Fei's years of experience in fighting, although he did not make any outstanding achievements and had an ordinary status, he had to return home after being seriously injured, the pension provided by the court was extremely generous, which was enough for him to spend his whole life. Moreover, the court also arranged for the position of county magistrate of Shouguang County under Qingzhou, and took good care of all parties.

But Yang Guang did not take office.

Not only did he not take up his post, but he also didn't even go to see his junior sister, let alone marrying each other and passing by.

For others, this may be difficult to understand, but for Yang Fei personally, it is actually very normal. People have self-esteem, and the improvement of status will make people have stronger self-esteem.

Although Yang Fei is very ordinary in Qingyi Yamen, where is Qingyi Yamen? Wherever he walks, he will be respected by others. Originally, Yang Fei wanted to return home in glory, but in the end he passively left Qingyi Yamen and lost all his honor.

In his opinion, his cultivation level fell to the first level of Qi training, which was no longer worthy of mention. His arm was broken, which made him feel that he was not worthy of his junior sister. Falling from the clouds, Yang Fei was discouraged and gradually no longer wanted to face the world and live a life of drinking all day long.

The current Tang Dynasty is unstoppable, and there are thriving everywhere. Most people's lives are getting better and better, with people full of energy and fighting spirit. However, Yang Fei, who has fought for this era, has reached the lowest point in his life, and there is no hope of returning to the peak again.

The huge loss of the two contrasts made Yang Fei just want to spend this rest of his life in the dark corner.

Yang Fei didn't want to pay attention to Mu Ge'er at first, and he refused to pay attention to anyone from the bottom of his heart. It was just because of his kind nature, and he did not want to have an intersection with the other party.

But Mu Ge'er has been resolutely resigned, but Yang Fei was not disgusted and angry. In addition to seeing his young ambitions, he also has a good personality and is very sensible, which makes people disgusted.

After getting along for a long time, Yang Fei gradually had a thought in his mind, "Since I can no longer return to the peak, and fighting for the dynasty again, it can be considered as a good young man to be able to live up to the court's kindness to me."

This is the excuse Yang Fei found for himself.

What he didn't want to admit was that Mu Ge'er's passion had actually illuminated his lonely and dark life slightly, making him no longer think about being drunk and overwhelmed. If life was to continue, he had to find a goal, find some fun, and find some concern for himself.

Without these three things, life is meaningless.

In this way, Yang Fei began training for Mu Geer.

He used Mu Ge'er's screams as the source of happiness every day. The more exhausted the other party was tortured, the more his eyes shone. At this time, Yang Fei realized the leaders of the Qingyi Yamen who trained their mentality when they were newly joined.

Mu Ge'er's parents thought Mu Ge'er was crazy and did not do a good bricklayer, but he actually wanted to become a monk. That was what they could hope for? However, whether it was bitter persuasion or bound and beaten, Mu Ge'er was never moved.

Later, in order to ensure that his first disciple did not completely get into a sack of copper coins with his family, Yang Fei gave Mu Ge'er a sack of copper coins at home. When Mu Ge'er's parents saw a pile of yellow and orange copper plates piled in the house, they were so surprised that they couldn't even close their mouths. They immediately smiled and agreed to Mu Ge'er to follow Yang Fei to practice.

They were not greedy for Yang Fei's money, but they thought that they could take so much money out, so Yang Fei was definitely not an ordinary person.

Half a year later, Qingzhou School of Practice held an examination to recruit a new group of students, and Mu Ge'er went to participate in the selection. Yang Fei held the wine jar at his home, and prepared the wine and vegetables before leaving, eating chopsticks and drinking a jar of wine.

Three days later, Mu Ge'er rushed into Yang Fei's house and told the other party the good news that he was admitted.

Yang Fei seemed very calm and said only two words: "Congratulations."

He actually knew very well that with the efforts of the imperial court to build a practice academy, young people who are slightly qualified to endure hardships are qualified to enter the academy for practice. The only difference is whether they are entering the Zhoucheng practice academy or the County practice academy.

At present, 30% of the young people in the entire Qingzhou City can be qualified to enter the academy for practice. Mu Ge'er has been trained by him for half a year and cannot become a disciple of Qingzhou Cultivation Academy. That is strange.

At night, Yang Fei raised the wine jar and sighed to the bright moon, "This is the court's kindness! How many young men from poor families have changed their destiny, so how many monks in the country have become more! How can the dynasty not prosper in the long run?"

After saying these words, Yang Fei burst into tears.

The country is so prosperous, but he can only survive. It is really a disaster. Brother Mu entered the practice academy and no longer needed his guidance and training. He had nothing to do, so he could only continue to be a wine worm and wait for the moment when he was drunk to death.

In the past six months, he has improved a lot. Just today, he finally mustered up the courage to sneak back to the carriage, wanting to see what the junior sister looks like now.

He had long heard that the petite cardamom girl in the past had already emerged as a graceful beauty. She was a famous beauty and showed outstanding cultivation qualifications. She was expected to practice Qi in this life, and every now and then a matchmaker came to her house to say she was married.

Under the dark night sky, Yang Fei lay on the wall like a thief.

The little junior sister's room was brightly lit, and her embroidered figure was reflected on the window screen, with a quiet temperament and a graceful posture. He heard the little junior sister's maid tell her that among the young master who came to propose marriage during this period, there were two families with talents and good character.

One of them was named Xu Lin, who was already at the age of qi training at the third level and would definitely have a long future in the future. Yang Fei discovered that when the maid mentioned the last person, the youngest junior sister's embroidered hand paused for a long time. This made him feel heartbroken. He felt that he was interested in that Xu Lin.

Yang Fei, who was crying, retracted his head from the wall and left the escort agency like a cat or a dog. When he returned home, he drank three jars of wine, but he became more and more sober.

He knew that the junior sister no longer needed him, and that he was now a useless person, and he was destined to have a better life. There was no reason to need him. It was good for the junior sister to see that he was good, and he should be far away. In this way, in her mind, he was still as energetic as before, and he could barely maintain a little dignity.

In fact, in the past six months, Yang Fei has thought about cheering up many times. Unfortunately, he was seriously injured and damaged the fundamentals, and his cultivation level was no longer beneficial. In addition, he broke his arm and did nothing, so Guangming had already closed the door to him.

In this booming country, there are people with bright faces everywhere. They have dreams and hopes, and are working hard for tomorrow. No one will accept it and care about a disabled person with no future.

After drinking the last jar of wine in the house, Yang Fei took out his sword from under the bed and went straight to the window.

Looking up at the crescent moon in the sky, he decided to say goodbye to the world.

What's the point of living without hope? He is just tortured by endless pain? He is not a coward, and he has fought with the enemy in a desperate situation. He has the courage to face death and can end his life with his own hands.

Although the horizontal sword has not been maintained for many years, it is still dazzling. The rune array on the blade is still so clear. Obviously, it has not lost their functions because it has been useless for a long time. This magic weapon, the horizontal sword, was rewarded by the Qingyi Yamen after Yang Fei made a meritorious service, and he followed him to kill many enemies.

Now, the sword that kills the enemy will also kill yourself.

A smile of relief appeared on Yang Fei's face, and he pulled it hard in front of his neck.

Blood sprinkled on the moonlight.

Yang Fei was stunned.

His knife only brought two or three drops of blood away, and the wound on his neck was so thin and shallow.

"How does it feel to kill yourself?" A deep voice rang behind Yang Fei.

He turned around and looked at it, and couldn't help but be stunned, almost thinking that he had hallucinations.

Standing at the door was Emperor Li Ye of the Tang Dynasty!

The other person's face was faint, just like when the two first met.

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty?" Yang Fei was shocked and he quickly saluted, his movements were neat and neat. "My minister, Yang Fei, Qingyi Yamen, please see Your Majesty!"

Li Ye helped Yang Feixu up, looked at him excitedly, and sighed regretfully: "The soldiers of my dynasty did not die on the battlefield, but they were going to die under his own sword in a peaceful place... This is not your cowardice, it is my sin!"

"Your Majesty...Your Majesty?" Yang Fei couldn't believe that Li Ye would say such things, and he couldn't understand for a moment.

When Yang Fei was stunned, Li Ye grabbed his wrist and looked up, and the power of cultivation surged out like a tide. In an instant, Yang Fei's disappearing left arm grew inch inch, and his damaged foundation was repaired bit by bit.

When Li Ye let go of Yang Fei's wrist, the latter not only had a good left arm, but his cultivation foundation was restored, but even his realm reached the fourth level of Qi training!

He realized that the long-lost power had reappeared in his body, Yang Fei burst into tears and hurriedly fell to the ground, his voice choked: "Thank you Your Majesty! I... I am a useless person, I really don't dare to be your Majesty's kindness, I feel guilty..."

With Li Ye's current cultivation strength, let alone let Yang Fei regain his Qi cultivation level, even if he can achieve the real human realm in one step, or even the immortal realm, it will be a slight effort.

Li Ye shook his head and helped Yang Fei up again, with a bitter smile, "This is what I should do, I was negligent before. Over the years, I have only wanted to lead the Tang Dynasty forward, but I have forgotten those who once pushed the dynasty forward but have now fallen behind me."

Speaking of this, seeing Yang Fei open his mouth and want to speak, Li Ye waved his hand, "You don't have to say anything to me now. You have to meet someone immediately. When I came, I saw a woman who was sneaking outside, and she should be your old friend.

"You went to visit her before, but when you came back, you showed signs. When you followed you to Changpingfang, you didn't even notice that this was not a mistake that the Qingyi Yamen monk should make."

Yang Fei's hands trembled.

Although Li Ye has the eyes of the Emperor and can monitor everywhere, he still has no intention of peeping at the scene of Yang Fei meeting his junior sister.

When leaving Hualiu Lane, Li Ye kept frowning slightly. Dasi Ming asked with concern, and Li Ye said what he was thinking.

When he saw Yang Fei today, he was deeply moved, "The Tang Dynasty was able to stand firmly and stand tall today, and it was all due to the blood and sweat of monks and soldiers. But at the time of prosperity of the world, those who were injured and left the army did not receive the respect and glory they deserved.

"I thought before that, by giving them generous pensions and arranging local official positions, they could spend the rest of their lives. I thought of everything, but I didn't expect that the most important thing to take care of was their spirit and dignity.

Speaking of this, Li Ye's eyes stern: "From today, whether it is the Qingyi Yamen, the Chang'an Imperial Guard, or other monks, who have made merits and retired due to injuries, the court will give elixirs according to their merits and reshape their cultivation level!"

Dasiming was stunned: "This requires too many resources. Now the dynasty is working hard, and such a burden is too great..."

Li Ye waved his hand and signaled that he had made up his mind and she didn't need to say much.
Chapter completed!