Let’s first bring the scene back to the icy and snowy northern Xinjiang, where the bloody battlefield is still there.
The war has slowly come to an end, but there is still one suspense that has not come to an end.
"Where is Cao Guogong's camp?"
As an angel sent by the grandson of the East Palace Emperor, Xie Jin first met with Jin King Zhu Fan, and then secretly met with Ying Guogong Fu Youde. As for Yan King Zhu Dina, he also went to meet him. Now, he is looking for the camp of Cao Guogong Li Jinglong
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After asking for directions, he took a few escorts with him and began to shuttle through the endless military camp.
Everyone in the military camp was wearing iron armor and weapons, and his dress as a Confucian scholar attracted many people's attention.
When they reached a slightly depressed camp, Xie Jin saw an acquaintance as soon as he entered.
"Hey, aren't you Li Laowai?" Xie Jin smiled at a veteran who was busy in the camp.
Li Lao Wai raised his head in surprise, then rubbed his eyes with an affectionate smile on his face, "Isn't this Xie Hanlin? Why are you here?"
He is the head servant of the Li family, and Li Jinglong usually takes him with him wherever he goes. Therefore, he is quite familiar with the ministers in the East Palace. Especially Hanlin Xie Jin, this talented man is usually approachable. Not only does he have no airs, but he also often interacts with them.
Big head soldier, say some nasty things.
"I came here specifically to convey the order, where is the head of your family?" Xie Jin folded his hands and walked over with a smile and asked.
Li Laowai's face was filled with joy again. He came over and bowed his head to the end, and said solemnly, "Mr. Xie, you came at the right time. You are a talented and learned man. Everything in the world is in the heads of you talented men.
You go and enlighten us!"
Xie Jin Daqi asked, "Is there anything you can't think about while living at your home?"
"I haven't eaten enough water or rice for several days, and I haven't slept at night. I can see how much weight I have lost!" Li Laowai said anxiously.
According to later generations, Li Jinglong suffered from battlefield syndrome, which was caused by the anxiety and uneasiness in his heart.
"Where's the person?" Seeing the Xuan Hu he was talking about, Xie Jin also stopped smiling, "Take me there!"
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"It's inside!"
Outside the military tent, following the traces that Li Laowai pointed inside, Xie Jin looked over quietly and saw a lonely silhouette.
Cao Guogong Li Jinglong sat weakly with his back bent, staring blankly at the charcoal fire in front of him, without blinking for a long time.
The handsome face of the God of Wind in the past has become frighteningly thin, pale with bruises, and his messy beard is tangled together in piles, looking listless like weeds that are about to dry up in winter.
Li Jinglong sat there, as if his soul was gone.
This scene surprised Xie Jindun. Even though he was a well-educated man, he could not find the words or poems to describe such a scene and picture.
"General, when he stares at the lamp at night, he can't sleep and thinks about his life.
People say that the bow is like a shooting star, and the horse is like a flying star.
Little do they know that a man’s tears are for the sake of fighting for the rest of his life.”
"Who is here?" Li Jinglong seemed to hear the voice and said hoarsely, "I want to be alone!"
"It's me!" Xie Jin coughed and walked in slowly.
Hearing Xie Jin's voice, Li Jinglong was startled for a moment, then turned his head incredibly quickly, and bursts of sparkling light quickly appeared in his red eyes.
"How did you come?"
"Official business, delivering the message!" Xie Jin walked up to Li Jinglong and said with a smile, "I stopped by to see you!"
Li Jinglong opened his mouth and wanted to say something else, but his heart was suddenly blocked and he could only whisper, "Thank you!"
Xie Jin sat down next to him and helped him make the fire on the charcoal stove brighter, "You are not like you before!"
"As usual?" Li Jinglong smiled bitterly, "I have even forgotten what I used to be like!"
"On the Qinhuai River, in the singing and dancing halls, you can live a wild life and live your life to your heart's content!"
"Laughing and scolding, responding calmly, advancing and retreating in a well-founded manner, without any surprises!" Xie Jin said with a smile, "You, Duke Cao, are a man who can do anything, why do you look so lonely now?"
"Nothing is difficult?" Li Jinglong smiled bitterly again, "Today I realized that in the capital, they are just petty fools and clever people." As he spoke, his eyes suddenly became bloodshot and he looked at Jie Jin, "Xiao Jie, you are very talented.
Knowledge, but have you ever seen a real battlefield? Have you ever seen the most brutal fighting? Do you understand what real life and death is?"
Speaking of this, his voice choked up, "Do you understand the feeling that you can only watch others die but can't do anything about it? I saw with my own eyes that my people, the people under me, were in pain and freezing to death. I saw with my own eyes
Look at them, wailing to death!"
"I haven't seen it, but I can think of it!" Xie Jin patted the other party on the shoulder, "When I was reading Du Gongbu's poems, I always felt inexplicable sadness and anger. Listening to the woman's speech before her: Three men guarded Yecheng, and one man attached a book
At that time, the two men were killed in battle."
"While the war is still ongoing, the children will march eastward!"
There was a trace of sadness on Xie Jin's face, and he spoke sadly, "There are still poor bones by the Wuding River, just like the people in the spring boudoir dream! These poems of the predecessors made me full of disgust for war, and even for warriors.
Not very happy either!"
"But when I passed the imperial examination and became a minister of the Ming Dynasty, I read these poems again and had a different perception!"
"We scholars, why do we study saints?" At this point, Xie Jin smiled bitterly, "Some people say that we study for the sake of Yan Ruyu and for the golden house. In fact, we study for the sake of our family, country and world, and peace for all generations. Saints
Knowledge enables the governance of China so that the old will have support and the young will have support."
"But the world is wretched and does not take human hearts into account. It often puts blame on the people and makes them as humble as ants!"
"But our generation must not be desolate and discouraged because of this. We must strengthen ourselves from generation to generation and educate the four directions so that the inheritance will continue!"
"This is the responsibility of us scholars, but what about you warriors?"
"Since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, it has pursued the policy of keeping the enemy out of the country. It has made several expeditions to the northern and southern parts of the country, sent large armies to the border areas, and accomplished hundreds of battles!"
"After the meritorious deeds are piles of white bones, the red blood of our Ming Dynasty soldiers. Many of these people do not understand what family, country, and world are, let alone what the prosperity of the Han and Tang Dynasties is. They serve as soldiers just for food and military pay!
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"But you understand this truth!"
"As a warrior, you protect your family and country, and protect the Ming Dynasty from the king to the common people. This is the responsibility of you and other warriors. If you are afraid because you have witnessed too many lives and deaths. If you are hesitant because you are afraid of the dead, if you are afraid of the dead,
If the war is too tragic and you have the intention to retreat, then you are not worthy of being a warrior of the Ming Dynasty!"
"You are the hereditary Duke Cao, a member of the Huaixi nobles of the Ming Dynasty, and a member of the military generals of the Ming Dynasty. This is your fate!"
"The Li Jiujiang I know is a dissolute and domineering man, but he is also always proud of himself and likes to flatter others!"
"Although he is not an upright hero, he is definitely not a hypocritical man sitting here, feeling sorry for himself, complaining about others, being entangled like a girl, and crying!"