More than sixty people from aristocratic families bowed down to salute, and their moods could not be calmed down for a long time.
After saluting, Xu Tianchen and others turned around and walked towards the carriage house again.
After all, they are still afraid of death. They are really afraid, and they are afraid to the core. The elite education from aristocratic families since childhood, and the pampering and pampering of their parents, make it difficult for them to make a choice, but they have to make a choice.
The Car and Horse Shop is right next to the Ping An Escort Bureau. Several escorts were already waiting there. When they saw a group of aristocratic family members approaching, one of the escorts hurriedly greeted them.
"My lords, Mr. Tao has already told you this morning that the horses are ready, one for each person. Just go back to the mansion and order the servants to send the horses back."
Xu Tianchen's voice was hoarse: "Master Tao, this morning...has the explanation been given?"
"Yes, Mr. Tao and Mr. Tao said that they are both good young men. They have stayed in the border army camp for a long time. Good young men do not want to ride in sedan chairs and do not like to ride in carriages. They have to ride horses and ride back on horses. They are so majestic.
Linlin, let your parents see, you are no longer a weak scholar with no power, but you have become a good young man, a good man, who can bring peace to the world with his pen, and can use his horse to rule the world."
As soon as he finished speaking, the escorts brought out a horse, exactly eighty-five.
The sons of the aristocratic family took the reins, but they still did not mount the horse.
Maybe they didn't want to get on their horses, but they didn't dare to stay and go to die outside the pass.
Perhaps they wanted to mount their horses, but did not have the dignity to be the first to mount.
Their pride, self-esteem, everything has been shattered long ago. Now, they don't even know what else they can maintain, what else they can maintain for the rest of their lives. Perhaps, the most precious opportunity in their lives has been given up by themselves.
Already.
The escorts didn't know what this group of aristocratic family members meant, so they didn't think much about it and went back to their own business.
In the distance, another carriage came.
The driver of the carriage was also a bodyguard man, who had just come from the wolf-catching camp.
The man shouted: "Brother Liu, we have got all the letters from the soldiers. Let's send them out of the city today."
After getting off the carriage, he opened the compartment and the man took out each baggage from inside.
The places on the baggage are written on them, including Xunyang Road and other roads. They are all letters written by veterans to their relatives.
The sons of the aristocratic family looked at the baggage with complicated expressions.
The wolf-catching army has a habit of leaving a letter from home before going on an expedition and placing it in the camp. If someone dies in battle, the deputy general of the camp will ask everyone to pool money, and someone from the escort agency will send the letter from home to relatives, usually by ghostwriting.
After Chu Qing came, he changed this rule and asked the ghostwriters to write, but it was not a suicide note, but a message to the relatives that they were going on an expedition. Say some nice words and don't worry. No matter whether you are alive or dead, it is what you should have.
Give them all to your relatives, if you don't give them, Qianqiying will be held accountable.
The escorts were sorting the baggage, and one of them shouted: "Brother Liu, I can't deliver it to Chenjia Village, so I just need a letter. Brothers will have to go to the wolf-catching camp later. They will go out with Mr. Chu in the evening. You can find someone else."
, Chenjiacun is not far away.”
The bodyguard who was called Brother Liu came over and frowned: "Is there just one letter from Chenjiacun?"
"Yes, but I have to send a letter. They are all veteran soldiers of the Wolf Catcher Army. They are good men. It is impossible not to send it. This veteran's name is... Chen Chuliu. I must send the letter to this military master and write it to Chen Chuliu."
I grew up in my village."
"Chen Chuliu, Sixth Master?!"
Xu Tianchen, who was holding the horse in the crowd, narrowed his pupils, walked over and gave a salute.
"A student from Xunyang Taoism passed by Chenjiacun. If you believe me, please give me a letter and I will send it to you. Chen Chuliu is an old soldier. He is in the same military camp as the student and has a good personal relationship... The student has always admired Mr. Liu.
The letter will be delivered."
The escort hesitated for a moment, said nothing, and handed the letter to Xu Tianchen.
Because many escorts have to go to catch the wolf camp to meet up, the manpower is really not enough.
After hearing this, many members of the aristocratic family also said where they were going, and if they could be taken there easily, they would take them there. Even if it was not the way, they would spend more time. This was the only thing they could do to help the old soldiers.
More than twenty noble families received the letter, and the bodyguards also rushed to the camp with their swords and horses.
After the escorts left, Xu Tianchen looked at the letter in his hand and realized that it was not sealed with mud.
Somehow, he pulled out the letter.
Xu Tianchen just wanted to know more about Liu Ye. At least, if the worst happened, he would take good care of Liu Ye's relatives.
The letter was written to the head of Chenjia Village and contained only a few words.
My brother is about to go on an expedition again. I don’t know when he will return. I still have to trouble you and go to Gushan Mausoleum to offer my mother-in-law some incense and some fruits. My mother-in-law loved to eat them when she was alive, and some turbid wine. After my mother-in-law went crazy, she also
If you like drinking, if your younger brother dies in battle, you will receive a pension. You take the money and ask a Taoist priest to do a ritual. They say that it is not good to reincarnate with two lives. Please talk to the Taoist priest and do a good ritual.
Just these few words made Xu Tianchen's scalp numb, and all his strength was drained from his body in an instant, and he was on the verge of collapse.
Mr. Liu, what you said is true.
He does have a wife.
While hunting, I was humiliated by a bandit, and at that time, my mother-in-law was still pregnant with a child. One corpse...two lives.
But when Mr. Liu said this, he laughed at him, made fun of Mr. Liu, and made up a story... that was not true.
Xu Tianchen's body was trembling uncontrollably.
He thought that Mr. Liu was just making up a random story to fool himself into persisting and persisting in the wolf-catching army, just like every old soldier told the new soldiers why they joined the army, and told the new soldiers what it means to be an enemy of the country and a family, and what it means to be a conservative.
Country, what are soldiers?
Xu Tianchen thought this was a joke.
But all of this is what Liu Ye has really experienced.
Every old soldier will tell the new soldiers their reasons for joining the army, as if it is a kind of inheritance and a promise. They promise to take care of each other when they are in battle.
But Mr. Liu has never told any of the new recruits why he wanted to join the army, until today.
Xu Tianchen finally knew why Mr. Liu looked at him like that when he returned to the account. It was not disappointment, not contempt, but... because he could not tell a story, a story about inheritance. This story, Mr. Liu, had always wanted to tell him.
Those who listen will tell themselves the saddest stories that are hidden deep in their hearts and do not want to be mentioned.
Until the end, I knew I was leaving, I knew I was leaving, but I finally told the inheritance and the story to a person who was leaving, to a person who couldn't accompany him to the battle, and couldn't take care of him in the battle.
His people.
Xu Tianchen squatted on the ground as if exhausted, holding his head in pain, tears streaming down his face.
He was afraid, suddenly very afraid, that no one would take care of Mr. Liu who had bad legs and feet in the battle formation.
This fear even exceeded his fear of death.
He was very scared, afraid that Mr. Liu would die in the battle.
"Why did you tell the story, why did you tell it, why did you tell it!"
Xu Tianchen pulled his hair tightly and cried loudly.
Fear spread throughout the body.
Stories, and inheritance, only happen once, told once, and passed down once.
Liu Ye also said that as a scholar, he had a bright mind and could see through his "lies" at a glance.
But what did he, a scholar with a bright mind, see through? He saw through countless soldiers, went forward one after another, defended his family and country, and died in hundreds of battles, but he only left behind the ridicule of the world, the ridicule of a young master like himself?
