Qin Xiao walked to Yuwen Chengchao and said softly: "Young Master!"
"I envy you very much." Yuwen Chengchao turned his head and said with emotion: "You can stay and follow the general to kill the Wutuo people. Is there anything in this world that can be more enjoyable than this way of living?"
Qin Xiao said: "The eldest son also wants to follow General Heiyu?"
"It's a pity that I am a child of a noble family." Yuwen Chengchao sighed: "After we enter the customs, we will no longer worship officials and ask for money. This time, the Yuwen family is lucky enough to survive the disaster. They can have a piece of land to cultivate and be self-sufficient.
For the Yuwen family, it is already a ancestral virtue."
Although Chen Zhitai was standing by the tent, not squinting, he was trying to hear what the two of them were saying.
"When will the old Marquis come to Beijing?"
"We will leave early tomorrow morning." Yuwen Chengchao turned around and said, "I will accompany my father to Beijing. After settling in, I will return to Xiling. The round trip will take at least more than a month."
Qin Xiao wanted to say something, but didn't know how to say it.
"Qin Xiao, you and I, brothers, take care of Fat Fish and the others from now on." Yuwen Chengchao pondered for a moment, and finally said: "They have followed me for many years. Although they are not from the Yuwen family, it is difficult to wash away the Yuwen family.
With their imprint, others will regard them as remnants of the Yuwen family."
Qin Xiao frowned and said, "Why do you think the eldest son said this? Don't you, Brother Yu, and the others follow the Yuwen family into the customs?"
"Of course they want to follow me all the time, but I can't be too selfish." Yuwen Chengchao smiled faintly: "After the Yuwen family entered the customs, they were just ordinary people, and they no longer had the desire to pursue fame and wealth. They had no power or power.
If they follow the Yuwen family, they will only delay their future. They are brave and good at fighting, and they are all warriors who came out of the White Tiger Camp. If I hadn't brought them out back then, they would at least have been the riding school of the White Tiger Camp. White Tiger
After the battalion follows General Black Feather, they will become the officers and soldiers of the imperial court. If they can achieve military exploits, the imperial court will naturally reward them. With their ability, I believe they can all stand out and bring glory to their ancestors."
When Chen Zhitai heard this, he couldn't help but said happily: "Eldest Master, you mean that the White Tiger Camp will follow General Black Feather? We are all officers and soldiers?"
Qin Xiao suddenly turned his head, his eyes were cold and stern, and he said in a deep voice: "Chen Zhitai, if you say even half of what I said to the eldest son, I will cut out your tongue immediately."
Chen Zhitai immediately shut his mouth tightly. Qin Xiao frowned and said, "What are you still doing here? Why don't you go down?"
Although Chen Zhitai was reluctant to give up, he did not dare to disobey and moved back step by step.
"Actually, it doesn't matter. General Black Feather's people will be here in the next two days." Yuwen Cheng said: "General Black Feather is in the Duhu Mansion right now. Today, the Protector-General went to see his father in person and told his father General Black Feather.
Someone will be sent to take over the White Tiger Camp in the next two days."
Qin Xiao said: "Brother Yu and the others agree to stay?"
"If they don't stay, I will sever ties with them." Yuwen Chengchao smiled and said, "They dare not listen to my words. They have packed up and will report to Baihu Camp after sending me out of the city tomorrow. Qin
Brothers, they are also your brothers. If you have any difficulties in the future, please help them more."
"Don't worry, Young Master, as long as Brother Yu and the others are useful, I will do my best." Qin Xiao said solemnly.
Yuwen Chengchao pondered for a moment and then said: "There is one more thing that I originally wanted to do myself, but now it seems I can only entrust it to you."
"If you have any instructions, the eldest master, just tell them."
"There has been no news from Zhao Yi." Yu Wen Chengchao said with a bitter smile: "He came out of seclusion with us, but there is no news. We don't know whether he is dead or alive. If you have a chance, you can help look for it. If you can find it, you can
Also help him make arrangements."
Qin Xiao felt a little sad when he heard Yuwen Chengchao's tone, which seemed to be the last time he met.
The move of the Yuwen family into Guan was not a bad thing for the Tang Dynasty or Xiling. It was just that Qin Xiao had been with Yuwen Chengchao for a long time and knew that the eldest son was a righteous man and very affectionate. He also took good care of himself. Now they are apart.
, but I don’t know if there will be a chance to meet again.
"As long as he is alive, I will try my best to find him." Qin Xiao said solemnly.
Yuwen Chengchao suddenly smiled and said: "That's all, why are you like women, parting and dying, maybe we will have the opportunity to drink and eat meat together in the future." He patted Qin Xiao on the shoulder: "I won't say anything anymore, take care of yourself.
."
"Young Master, take care of yourself!" Qin Xiao took two steps back, straightened his clothes and armor, and bowed.
If Yu Wen Chengchao had not arranged for him to enter the White Tiger Camp, he would not have had the opportunity to become a subordinate of General Black Feather. This fact alone made Qin Xiao feel grateful.
Yuwen Chengchao didn't say much, turned around and walked away, raised his arms, waved to Qin Xiao with his back, and left very gracefully.
Qin Xiao looked at Yu Wencheng's retreating figure, feeling quite sad in his heart.
Yuwen Chengchao was certainly an outstanding figure among the children of the aristocratic family. He was capable of both literary and military skills, he had a heroic temperament, he was righteous, and he also had ambitions in his heart.
If such a person follows General Black Feather in the army, he will surely make great achievements in the future and can also show his ambitions on the battlefield.
But precisely because he was from the Yuwen family, he had no chance to join the army.
If the Yuwen family wants to be preserved, they can only follow the court's arrangements and go to the fiefdom to survive in a low profile. At least in Yuwen Chengchao's generation, they must not be too dazzling, otherwise it is likely to bring great disaster to the Yuwen family.
The best choice for the Yuwen family is naturally to keep a low profile and not even let people remember them anymore, so as to ensure that the descendants of the Yuwen family are safe and sound.
Precisely because he wanted to preserve the Yuwen family, no matter how much ability and ambition Yuwen Chengchao had, he could only bury it from now on.
On the second day of the eleventh month, it is written very clearly on the almanac that funerals are avoided and travel is recommended.
Before dawn, a carriage, escorted by more than a dozen knights, left Fenggan City. It walked quietly, and only a few people knew about it.
A few miles out of the city, the carriage stopped. Old Marquis Yuwen opened the curtain, stepped onto the front of the carriage, turned around and looked towards the majestic and solemn Fenggan City.
He knew that if he said goodbye today, he might never see this city again in this life.
The Yuwen family has been here for hundreds of years, and the old Marquis spent almost all his life here. The ancestors of the Yuwen family are buried here, and the past of the old Marquis’s life is buried here. Today, he is far away from his hometown, and the old man’s face is
Full of loneliness.
"Father...!" Yuwen Cheng urged his horse to come closer.
He could understand the mood of the old marquis. Even he was full of nostalgia for Xiling, let alone the old marquis who had spent his whole life here.
"Let's go." The old Marquis smiled slightly: "Let them go back and serve the Tang Dynasty well. If they can really make a small contribution in the future, it can be regarded as our Yuwen family doing our best for the Tang Dynasty."
Fat Fish on horseback, Ning Zhifeng and Dapeng got off their horses at the same time, knelt down and said in unison: "Master Hou, please take care of yourself!"
The old marquis just smiled and returned to the carriage. Yu Wencheng shouted and led a dozen knights to guard the carriage and continued to move forward. The three of them knelt on the ground and watched the old marquis' carriage leave until it disappeared.
Missing him, he didn't get up.
Starting from Yuwen County in Xiling, we went all the way east, entered Jiayuguan, entered Yongzhou, passed Tongguan, and then drove for a few days before arriving in Kyoto. The horse-drawn carriages continued day and night, and it took more than 20 days.
The old Marquis is old, so the carriage cannot be driven too fast to avoid bumps.
When passing through Turtle City, the group would naturally not enter the city. The news about the Zhen family and his son had naturally spread, but they didn't know what the situation was like in Turtle City now.
It's just that the Yuwen family no longer cares about this.
Since the imperial court was sure that the Zhen family's father and son would die at the foot of Tiandu Peak, Zhen County must have made arrangements.
The carriages and horses were not stopping and it was already dusk. Yuwen Chengchao heard the violent coughing of the old marquis in the carriage and immediately urged his horse to the carriage window and asked with concern: "Father, how are you doing?" He shouted loudly: "Stop the car.
Rest."
"I'm fine." The old Marquis stopped coughing and said, "Let's continue on our way and get to Kyoto as soon as possible."
Yuwen Chengchao looked at the sky and said: "Father, we have been traveling continuously. We and I are tired. Let's rest for a while and eat some dry food. You can also get out of the car and get some fresh air. This is good for your health." Looking left and right.
He looked at it and said with a smile: "There is a forest over here, and the smell is very good."
The old marquis knew that Yu Wen Chengchao was only worried about his own health, so he excused others to rest and couldn't bear to offend Yu Wen Chengchao's filial piety. He got down from the carriage. Yu Wen Chengchao ordered everyone to dismount and rest, and supported the old marquis in the forest.
He sat down, got dry food and water, and said, "Father, eat something first."
The old Marquis looked at Yu Wen Chengchao, patted Yu Wen Chengchao's shoulder, and said warmly: "Do you feel aggrieved?"
"Ah?" Yuwen Chengchao didn't react for a moment.
"Since you were a child, you have dreamed of being able to charge into battle on the battlefield." The old Marquis smiled and said: "I remember when you were eleven years old, you said that one day you would become a general commanding thousands of troops, and you would be invincible wherever you point your troops.
.”
Yuwen Chengchao smiled and said, "Father, do you still remember?"
"Of course I remember." The old Marquis sighed softly: "How have you ever given up on such a dream? It's a pity that you were born in the Yuwen family and had no ambition, but you could only bury it in your heart. Inheriting the dynasty, you made a mistake sixteen years ago
The decision made me both scared and regretful."
"My father was also concerned about the life and death of the Yuwen family." Yuwen Cheng said: "Maybe we can't be sorry to the court, but my father can be worthy of the Yuwen family."
The old Marquis raised his head and looked at the deep dusk sky, and sighed: "I still can't forgive you after all. If you were not a descendant of the Yuwen family, maybe...!" Before he finished speaking, only a sound was heard.
The screams came, and then the sound of "swish, swish" was heard, and the sound of "puff" was heard. The two guards on the side of Yuwen Chengchao were instantly hit by arrows in their vital organs, killing them instantly.
"Father, be careful!" Yu Wen Chengchao was horrified when he saw a cold arrow shooting from the forest to the old Marquis' back. He didn't have time to draw his sword, and his body flashed to protect the old Marquis. With a "pop" sound, that
A cold arrow hit Yuwen Chengchao's shoulder.
"choke!"
Yuwen Chengchao held back the pain in his shoulder, drew his sword out of its sheath, and shouted sternly: "The enemy is attacking, everyone, meet the enemy!"