Wang Fengshan returned to his tent with a wry smile. In the darkness, he did not light a lamp, but just recalled everything with a wry smile.
When he found out that his brother actually had a falling out with his biological apprentice and had no intention of helping him, his mentality completely collapsed.
It turns out that all along, I have only regarded my brother as my imaginary enemy!
So what does it mean that he has spent his whole life chasing the mountain in front of him?
Xia Lihong's behavior became more and more excessive, and even caused a plague in Lingnan... If it weren't for the current seventh prince and princess, the chaos in Lingnan would never have ended well.
However, that is my apprentice...
Wang Fengshan took a deep breath.
In the darkness, he fumbled to light the candle, but suddenly he discovered that there seemed to be a thin piece of paper pressed under the candlestick.
Wang Fengshan was stunned and hurriedly lit the lamp to take a closer look. The handwriting on the note was extremely familiar, yet extremely unfamiliar.
Even if it were thirty years later, he would still not recognize the handwriting wrongly.
The owner of the handwriting had protected him when he was young, practicing martial arts and studying with him, and playing with birds. He had also protected him silently and shielded him from the wind and rain after his father died in battle!
That was the person that I once admired and regarded as my imaginary enemy, the person that I could never become in my life.
Wang Fengshan's eyes suddenly became wet, and with tears streaming down his face, he finally saw the writing on it clearly.
"Reinforce the discipline of the army, and serve the great rivers and mountains! On the fifteenth day of the year, would you like to have a talk at Jiezi Slope outside Pingzhou City?"
Wang Fengshan's heart trembled violently. For a long time, he didn't say anything. He just burned the note without leaving any trace.
Wang Fengshan has not changed at all. He still advises Xia Lihong every day, still makes small-scale raids every day, minimizes losses as much as possible, and does everything he should do.
But Xia Lihong's emotions had reached the edge of collapse.
It was after he made another misjudgment and was defeated. Tao Yuanyuan, who was on the opposite side, used his troops like a god. He made a mistake and lost contact with his five thousand troops.
Xia Lihong lost his temper at Wang Fengshan and even said treasonous words such as "Don't think that because you are my mentor, I will not dare to kill you!"
At that time, Wang Fengshan just looked at Xia Lihong, whose eyes were red, and said with a smile: "The prince is the best among men! Fengshan is just a minister, the prince can deal with it how he wants!"
Xia Lihong flicked his sleeves and killed his lieutenant in front of him without saying a word!
Wang Fengshan gritted his teeth and clenched his fists. The last trace of friendship between master and disciple in his heart collapsed instantly.
He was the lieutenant general who had accompanied him in his battles for several years. He had treated him like a brother, drinking wine to admire the moon, and loyally assisting Xia Lihong together.
In the end, he didn't even end up wrapped in horse leather, he just died with a sword from the angry monarch.
Wang Fengshan wanted to cry loudly, but couldn't. He looked at Xia Lihong sarcastically, his eyes filled with coldness.
No matter how you are a teacher, in the end, you are just a slave...
He remembered the note.
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Wen Ranran looked at the scenery outside the carriage, and then glanced at Wang Shujun beside him. Wang Shujun was sitting upright, with a serious face. It seemed that nothing had changed, but Wen Ranran knew that he was nervous.
When brothers meet, it is unknown whether they will shake hands and make peace or kill each other...
Wen Ranran pursed her lips and patted Wang Shujun's shoulder with her slender hand.
"Master, don't worry... General Wang should have his own considerations... I once had a big quarrel with him in the Zhenbei Army. At first, I thought he was hopeless, but later... I always
I feel that he is actually protecting me secretly..."
Wang Shujun raised his head and looked at Wen Ranran as if asking for help.
"But really?"
Wen Ranran smiled and nodded.
Wang Shujun said nothing. Although he knew that Wen Ranran was comforting him, he was still moved in his heart.
Wen Ranran's words undoubtedly gave him some hope.