Jiaohua

Chapter 515 Don't Owe Her (Part [-])
"Well, let's go," the old man said, "Your second brother will also leave tomorrow, he will go to Cangjin, enter Songyang camp, and start over from a soldier."

Xia Zhaoyi was stunned, looking at the old man.

The old man looked back at her, standing upright, with a pen in his hand: "He is reading military books in Guanxing Pavilion, you might as well go and meet him."

"...Well," Xia Zhaoyi said, "I'll go find him."

Stepping over the threshold to come out, she walked a little slowly, stepping on the frost and snow to leave the compound, did not go directly to the Guanxing Pavilion, and sat down on the long stone bench outside the courtyard.

The sky is very blue, the white clouds roll freely, the sky is clear, and the wind on the top of the mountain is still cold and desolate.

What Xia Zhaoyi was facing happened to be the Jinhe Peak of the Yuanhe Sect, which was one of the tombs on the Yuanhe Sect.

Among them, many are the tombs of the disciples of the Yuanhe Sect, and many of them are from wealthy families within a radius of ten li.

Xia Zhaoyi looked at them quietly. After a long time, she took a deep breath and then sighed silently.

The world is frosty and cold, and the breath turns into smoke.

She stood up and walked towards the Star Pavilion.

Xia Zhaoxue is a person who is obsessed with military art, not only obsessed with reading, but also obsessed with writing.

But he is not a good writer, he writes intermittently, he often writes whatever comes to mind, the first paragraph is still breaking through the encirclement, and the latter paragraph is about how to run the backup food and grass.

Xia Zhaoyi once wrote and collected chapters and chapters for him, but when her second brother was in the mood, he wrote the essays in a flash, eloquently and flamboyantly, and they were often heroic and wild that she couldn't understand the whole article.

The point is, take it back and ask him, he doesn't know him anymore.

They failed to complete the so-called military book until Dingguo's mansion went out to fight.

The door of Guanxing Pavilion was wide open, Xia Zhaoyi stood outside the screen and shouted loudly: "Second brother."

Xia Zhaoxue looked up from the military book, paused, and said, "I am here."

When he got up from behind the desk, he saw a girl in a large robe wrapping around the screen.

The robe that Old Sect Master Pei specially told people to modify fit her thin body quite well.

"Ali." Xia Zhaoxue said.

"I heard that you are going to Cangjin," Xia Zhaoyi said, "I will leave tomorrow."

"Well," Xia Zhaoxue nodded, "There are bound to be many wars outside the mountain, and the time is not waiting."

The main hall of Guanxing Pavilion is open and spacious, and their specially raised voices carry echoes, wandering ethereally.

Xia Zhaoyi stepped up to the middle of the recumbent, divided the several wooden steps of the main hall from left to right, looked up at his brother, and said, "I haven't figured out where I'm going next, but I will take care of myself, second brother don't worry Me. In the future, I will write a letter to you every ten days, and try to let you know my recent situation so as not to worry about it. "

Xia Zhaoxue bent his lips and smiled, and said, "Okay."

Xia Zhaoyi sat down in front of his desk, raised his hand to pick up a few military books he had already read, flipped through them, looked at Xia Zhaoxue who had sat down, and said, "Second brother, I have a lot of confusion in my heart, what can I do?" ask you?"

"Just ask."

"Yan Qinglin's elder brother, Yan Mozhang, he was tortured for you, right?" Xia Zhaoyi asked.

Xia Zhaoxue probably guessed that what she wanted to ask was about the past two years, but he didn't expect her to blurt out the word Yan Mozhang.

Xia Zhaoxue was slightly stunned, looking at her eyes that were as bright as snow, full of aura, he nodded slowly, and said, "It's not just torture, he was beheaded for me."

Although the voice is light, it is heavy.

Xia Zhaoyi tightly held the books in his hand, put them back to their original place, and continued to ask: "Yan Qinglin's son died for my younger brother, right?"

"Yes." Xia Zhaoxue replied.

Xia Zhaoyi nodded and did not speak again.

After a long silence, Xia Zhaoyi said, "Has Yan Qinglin been controlling you for the past two years?"

"House arrest is more appropriate," Xia Zhaoxue said, "She can't force me to do anything."

"House arrest," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Second brother, you can actually escape."

"Yes," Xia Zhaoxue said with a faint smile, "so I'm running away now."

He smiled elegantly and gently, but Xia Zhaoyi could understand the bitterness and helplessness hidden behind the calm and breezy.

"Second brother wants to be a soldier, that's great," Xia Zhaoyi said, "In the past two years, you have lived very hard."

Xia Zhaoxue bent his lips: "It's okay."

It's just that when the accident happened, I lost the will to continue to live, the fighting spirit to get up, and the strength to keep going.

But after all, he is still alive.

"Second brother wanted to assassinate Li Ju before," Xia Zhaoyi said, "This is a road with nowhere to turn, you know."

"Ah."

"It's not worth it," Xia Zhaoyi shook his head, "It's not worth it for a one-for-one exchange. Second brother's life is far more important than Li Ju's."

"Well, I figured it out," Xia Zhaoxue raised his hand, smoothed the book in front of him gently, and said, "Killing him like this is nothing to him at all. He is still the emperor if he dies on this throne. To really kill a person is to completely destroy him."

Xia Zhaoyi nodded, relieved that he could look away by himself, she wanted to laugh, but also wanted to cry.

"That's great," Xia Zhaoyi said, "Second brother, I'm very happy."

"Huh?" Xia Zhaoxue looked at her.

"I'm glad you've cheered up and are willing to serve in the army. Although I don't want our brothers and sisters to be together for a few days, I'm really happy to see that there is light on your road ahead, so that you can walk forward with your head held high."

Her voice has always been calm and gentle, and the autumn water in her eyes is full of red water.

"And Yan Qinglin," Xia Zhaoyi continued, "Although the second brother left her, I know that she will always be the knot in the second brother's heart. People should not be ungrateful and repay kindness with grudges, but second brother, what you owe is not Yan Qinglin, but Yan Mozhang."

Xia Zhaoxue didn't speak, his eyes became dark.

"Be generous with the generosity of others, and then repay her kindness, she is a terribly wicked person," Xia Zhaoyi said, "In fact, I know that my second brother understands what I said, even though it was a tragic life in vain. , but this life does not belong to Yan Qinglin. Even if it is Yan Qinglin's son who died for his younger brother, his life does not belong to Yan Qinglin, Yan Qinglin, she has no right to dispose of that life at all."

"I went to the execution ground," Xia Zhaoxue said in a low voice, "I saw their heads fall to the ground with my own eyes."

Xia Zhaoyi's heart ached, and he said: "...But our debtor is still not her, and it will never be her."

Xia Zhaoxue didn't speak. After a long time, he spoke softly and said, "Yan Qinglin... In the past few days, I have stopped coughing and my hand strength has recovered a lot."

Xia Zhaoyi's eyes widened immediately, and he said angrily, "She drugged you?!"

"It's just my guess." Xia Zhaoxue said.

Xia Zhaoyi got up and grabbed his brother's wrist.

Xia Zhaoxue looked at her thin fingertips pressing on his wrist, and said, "Maybe I escaped, my temperament and vision have been broadened, and my chest is no longer depressed."

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(End of this chapter)