And I don’t plan to go back after I leave the team.
No matter which dynasty, generation or country it was placed in, this was a grave crime. Not only would it be executed in Ling Chi, but it would also implicate the nine tribes... But Song Yang left as soon as he said so.
Looking at his enemies, then looking at his brothers and friends, anyone can understand: No one in the world can control him.
In fact, in the wars that Nanhuo has experienced, all matters related to operations, deployment or logistical supplies have been handled by talented people such as Ananda Jinma. Song Yang could not help much, but Nanhuo started from the Battle of Qingyang.
After conquering the lost territory and fighting on the plateau, until they passed through Tubo and entered Yan, Song Yang was absolutely indispensable. The truth couldn't be simpler: Marquis Changchun is where the heart and courage of the army lie.
Song Yang is the morale of Nanhuo. Even if he does nothing, as long as he is in the army, Nanhuo will not be afraid of anything.
But now, after experiencing life and death and reborn from hundreds of battles, Nanhuo has been reborn and turned into a demon through blood. Song Yang may no longer be here. For this fierce ghost soldier who lives only to kill and waits for death to finally be freed and finished,
It doesn't matter anymore. The morale tempered by human lives, miserable screams and nightmares will always belong to the Southern Fire soldiers themselves and has nothing to do with anyone else.
Not to mention the porcelain dolls in the army, Jin Ma and others had already made it clear to the sons that "Marquis Changchun had other important matters to attend to, and he left the army in order to inflict heavy losses on the enemy." Even if Song Yang died tragically in front of everyone, Nanhuo would also
It's just Nanhuo, and it won't change at all.
…
Song Yang arrived in Nanli and met his son.
As early as a few months ago, when the people of Songyang were still in the western border of Yan, they received a letter from Nanli, knowing that Suhang had returned safely, and at the same time he brought back a 'Xiao Xiaosu'. He learned that he actually had
When Song Yang gave birth to a son, he was surprised, happy, and suddenly became worried as a father.
Yes, important things happened one after another. First, Nanhuo planned a raid on Hongyao, and then went to the snowy plateau to snipe Yanding. He really couldn't get away, otherwise he would have rushed back to see his son. During this time, Song
Every time Yang thinks of his 'son', he can't help but grin for a while.
Whether he is surprised or happy, no matter what kind of mood he is in, he is always in a good mood. Having a son is an accident. But when he thinks of his son, all the feelings in Song Yang's heart are normal, just like what is written in the book, just like everything
Just like his father. But when he returns to the col
, really saw Xiao Xiaosu: He put his little hands in his sleeves, shrugged his shoulders unconsciously, didn't cry or fuss, just looked at himself timidly, as if he was a little strange, seemed a little scared, and wanted to run over and ask for a hug.
But he was a little hesitant and afraid to call daddy.
But at this moment, what fell straight into Song Yang's heart from his eyes was not only the little puff pastry, but also the white bird in the blue sky above the baby's head, the green grass and wild flowers at his feet, the mountains and green trees behind him, and even the people around him.
The wind, the light around him... it was clearly a world.
Such a little person, dumbfounded, dumbfounded, with flat lips, and blinking eyes. He didn't move or make any sound, but it brought Song Yang a brand new world!
The moment he saw his son, Song Yang really felt that the world suddenly became brighter...
Flowers, grass, trees, wood, water, sky, earth, everything has not changed, but in Song Yang's view, everything was blurred for a moment and then became clear again. But it was that moment of blur that made Song Yang
Yang felt as if he suddenly woke up from a dream. From this, the world changed from the illusion in the dream, from the scenery on the stage, from the projection on the curtain, into the real world.
The real feeling in front of me comes from another feeling deeper in my heart: the sense of belonging.
That's it, a sense of belonging.
Song Yang had no worries in his previous life, so he was not as stubborn as Su Hang, who stubbornly resisted this life. But just because he didn't resist didn't mean that he truly agreed. All he really cared about was the few people here.
, without You Li, Xiao Zai, Chu Rong and others, this world would be nothing in Song Yang's eyes.
If we really want to compare the two completely different worlds between the past life and this life, the real answer in Song Yang's heart is: the past life is fate, this life is a dream, nothing more.
But when Xiao Xiaosu came, and when his son stood in front of him, the previous world quietly retreated, and today's world quickly became real... I didn't know it before, but now I understand that this feeling is actually very good. The sense of belonging,
Make him feel at ease.
Song Yang is still Song Yang, and the world is still the world, but it is no longer blurry, thanks to that little guy.
So Song Yang smiled, leaned over and looked at Xiao Xiaosu: "Call daddy!"
"Dad." Xiao Xiaosu's tone sounded a bit like a person having to bow his head under a low eaves.
A dignified master, his bones were numb when he was called "father", and Song Yang held the little guy in his arms.
It must be to welcome Song Yang. Xiao Xiaosu had just taken a bath. He was white and clean and smelled delicious. Song Yang picked him up and couldn't put him down anymore.
Xiao Xiaosu wanted to exchange chocolate for freedom. Song Yang ate the chocolate but did not let go of his son.
The rest of the crowd had already retreated, except for a father and son, there were only three young women, Su Hang, Xiao Zai, and Chu Rong.
They were all smiling, standing a few steps away, looking at the father and son quietly.
Xiao Su's smile was especially beautiful. She had already made up her mind not to reveal her true feelings when Song Yang came back. She also tried hard to do so. But after a long time, when Song Yang put down Xiao Xiao Su and raised his eyes to want them to interact, they acted like two people.
When their eyes came into contact, Ren Xiaoqian burst into tears... Even though he was so unsatisfied, he still cried.
My father and brothers were all killed in battle. In such a prosperous palace, there were hundreds of people from top to bottom, and the remaining relatives could be counted on one hand. The country was ruined and the family was destroyed.
Now the person she was closest to and relied on the most was finally back. It wasn't because Xiaoxiao was wronged by Xiaoxiaosu, but she just couldn't control it. Xiaochan didn't want to ruin the scenery, but she couldn't help but cry.
Song Yang stepped forward and reached out to wipe her tears.
Tears are very ugly things. The less you stop them from flowing, the more ferociously they will flow.
Bear it, bear it, the more you have to bear it, the harder it is to bear it. Finally, Xiao Zai burst out crying loudly, but what came out of his mouth was what he had gone through 360 times in his heart and carefully prepared.
To dilute the awkward topic when everyone meets: "Xiao Xiaosu hasn't given a name yet..."
There was a 'gudong' sound beside me, and Xiao Xiaosu fell to the ground without being able to stand upright. The little kid was filled with horror, and then he realized that it was me who made Aunt Xiaofu cry in anger.
Xiao Xiaosu sat on the ground, her little face full of panic: "I don't want a name."
What is this all about?
Xiao Fu couldn't cry anymore.
Ren Churong stepped forward. While picking up the baby, he wiped the tears from his eyes without leaving a trace. Then he smiled at Song Yang and said, "That's right, the baby has never been famous. I'm waiting for you to come back to make up your mind."
"Etiquette." Song Yang gave the answer directly.
Master Hu had already informed Song Yang in a letter that Xiao Xiaosu was waiting for him to name him. Song Yang had thought about it many times in the past few days, but could never think of a satisfactory one. Until this moment, he didn't even want to blurt it out. Again
There is no need to think about it, the baby is simply a gift from God. If not Song Li, what would he be called?
"Etiquette?" Ren Churong thought quickly and understood Song Yang's thoughts at once, and nodded: "Not bad."
The little girl was still smoking, but she was also involved in it. She did not investigate Song Yang's original intention of naming her son with the word "Li". She just chewed on her father's surname: "Song Li...Song Li...it sounds pretty good, but
It seems a little weird."
"Well, Song Li." Su Hang suddenly smiled: "My surname is Song, my name is Li, and my courtesy name is Melatonin."
Song Yang exclaimed. He really didn't expect it before. When the name is connected with the surname, it sounds like a homophone. Now that he thought about it again, the little baby's name is indeed quite 'polite'. He didn't understand, so he asked Chu Rong:
"What is melatonin?"
Xiao Xiaosu jumped back to the ground from Chu Rong's arms, raised her voice, and sang a tune to her two aunts triumphantly: "I won't accept any gifts during the holidays this year... I will only accept melatonin for the gifts."
No need to ask, he learned this from his mother. For a while, Su Hang would hum this song when putting his son to bed.
The princesses and princesses were all dumbfounded, while Song Yang laughed loudly, shook his head and said: "No, if you think of something new, you can't call it a gift."
Xiao Xiaosu wanted to sing twice more and continue to make a fool of himself, but Su Hang held him down. At the same time, Su Hang said to Song Yang, "I thought of a name for Xiao Xiao Su not long ago."
Song Yang was very interested: "Tell me and listen."
Su Hang was not in a hurry to say the name, but turned to look at the princess and the princess: "But this name, I wonder if it will conflict with the etiquette and laws of China. I don't understand these very well..."
Song Yang still remembered that she was studying English. Hearing this, he smiled and interrupted: "It's not Richard Song."
Su Hang tilted his head to look at Song Yang and smiled. Just like that time when the two met in the playground built by the carpenter. Su Hang was still Su Hang. When facing Song Yang, the only one of his kind, the look in his eyes
Full of joy and cherishment, but she didn't express it too fully in order to take care of Xiao Fu and Chu Rong's mood.
After smiling, his red lips parted slightly, and Su Hang said two words: "Song Que."
Xiao Fu and Chu Rong were both stunned.
‘Que’ comes from the name of another person, the old man, the deceased, the king of Nanli Zhenxi.
Before the war, he made an agreement with his sons not to kowtow when they met Yama. Before his death, he laughed loudly and ordered the whole army to "ignore the rebellion and kill the Yan thieves." He was appointed as King Zhenxi.
Su Hang smiled: "I have heard about his deeds and his last battle, so..." A young woman from a thousand years later, Su Hang despises the whole world, but she is not hard-hearted. Nan Li is here
The last battle in Pingzhou moved her, and the old man King Zhenxi moved her.
In this world, there are really only a limited number of people who can move Suhang.
Ren Churong nodded vigorously: "This name sounds very nice."
Xiao Fu took Xiao Xiaosu into his hands. The soft and warm little guy named Song Que was held in his arms, making her unable to hold back her tears.
Song Yang looked at Su Hang, and the two looked at each other. Needless to say, they gave each other a smile.
But soon, Song Yang remembered another thing: "Did anyone survive the battle in Pingzhou?"
If someone hadn't survived, Suzhou and Hangzhou wouldn't know the details of the battle, so how could they be moved?
Without waiting for Su Hang to answer, the young man wiped away his tears and tried his best to answer with a smile: "There was a man who came back, badly injured, but still alive... He said that maybe he was too ugly to be born.
Eat him!"
Song Yang laughed loudly, but his eyes were red and he wanted to cry. (Your support is my biggest motivation.