Sheng Fu

New Year's Eve is here.

The world of the human race is quiet, and the lights of many states and counties this year are not as brilliant as in previous years. They are a little deserted, and their vitality needs to be revived.

At least this is the case in the four cities of Henglong. Many widows of soldiers have to go to the graves and miss the old people. One day, there may not be a table of delicacies.

At noon, Yu Wenjun, Jing Hanqing, Guo Shenghe, and Wu Mi sat around a table and ate hot pot.

For those who have a family, when he is with his wife, Yu Wenjun does not have such leisure and elegance, and now seeing Jing Peiyao again, after all, he has lost the feeling he had at the beginning.

There is only one thing that makes Yu Wenjun a little bit concerned. The two girls, Liu Qinghua and Duguli, have not yet returned from the southern plains of the Demon Territory. They can feel the dragon energy in their bodies slightly. They are still alive and full of vitality.

What was it that made the two girls not plan to go home for the New Year.

With the intelligence of Xiaoli and Qinghua World, they will never let themselves go into a lonely and desperate situation.

But after the New Year's Eve, Yu Wenjun will naturally go to the southern plain of Yaoyu to have a look.

"Zhang Benchu ​​led his younger brother to become a talent, drove a carriage, brought New Year's goods, and went door to door to visit the widows of the fallen soldiers. This year he has some difficulties. I hope he can have some feelings in his heart." Wu Mi said leisurely.

Zhang Benchu ​​was able to fight tough battles, but he fought some tough battles that did not belong to him, and he has not yet encountered his own battle for fame. Although it is accumulation, he really needs to use a lot of his own heads.

Whether it is sharp and introverted, or as always, it is not easy for Yu Wenjun to give advice to Zhang Benchu. Every general is independent in his heart and has his own will and beliefs. If those wills and beliefs become blurred, it will be difficult to become a generation of famous generals throughout his life.

Some people's ambitions in life are devastating disasters for many innocent people.

Yuwen Jundao: "It's good to leave it to him. He controls most of the military and political power. Some things have to be faced by oneself."

Guo Shenghe had a relaxed expression on his face. He almost died on the battlefield, but he was not as stubborn as Zhang Benchu. In terms of military exploits alone, Guo Shenghe was vaguely above Zhang Benchu.

Merit in battle sometimes does not necessarily symbolize the ability and character of a general.

With luck, anyone can be crowned king or prime minister.

In the long run, Yu Wenjun is still more optimistic about Zhang Benchu. If Zhang Benchu ​​is not his own, a star shining in the starry sky, there is no need to say anything.

In Xicheng, the streets are not considered bustling, and at first glance, it is not deserted, but there are very few houses with red lanterns hanging at the door, and occasionally a few dogs barking, and the laughter of ignorant children can be heard.

Zhang Benchu ​​led [-] personal guards and [-] carriages, and went door to door to visit the widows of the family members who died in battle.

The first family, the threshold is not high, a small courtyard, there are four people living in the small courtyard, a woman in her thirties, dressed in coarse clothes, her face is haggard, sallow and thin, even her hair is slightly tinged. There is a trace of earthy color.

She is not a good-looking woman, but her appearance is correct, her eyes are tender, at least in appearance, she is a virtuous woman who is diligent and thrifty and manages the house. Beside her, there are two children, one is four years old, the other is three years old, and the four-year-old is a son. Three years old is a girl.

At home, there are still father-in-law and mother-in-law who are barely healthy.

For at least five years, the father-in-law can share a lot of heavy physical work at home.

Tuk Tuk Tuk…

Hearing the knock on the door, the woman turned around and said to her two sons and daughters, "Go into the house and find grandparents, and prepare to serve tea and water."

After a pair of children heard about it, they didn't have so many reasons as usual, they turned around quickly and left, showing a little sense of ordinary cardinals. Although they were ignorant children, they hadn't seen their father for a long time. They still remembered that they His father looked very heroic in heavy armor, and his son also hoped that when he grew up, he could also wear that kind of armor.

But the son was vaguely aware of something. In recent days, his grandparents were getting more and more haggard, and so was his mother. He didn't ask any more questions, feeling in his heart that he might never see his father again.

Because of this, he and his younger sister are particularly colorful these days, some tasks that don't require much effort, the two of them rush to do.

Sometimes being sensible may not be a good thing. If there is a choice, who wants to be sensible?

The woman slightly stroked her yellowed long hair, walked to the main entrance, and pulled the latch. A young man in a black robe stood in front of her eyes. Behind the man stood Zhang Chengcai holding a gift box.

Zhang Benchu ​​clasped his hands together, bowed deeply to the woman in front of him and said, "Zhang Benchu, I have met my sister-in-law."

The word "sister-in-law" made the woman's heart tremble, and her body softened a lot.

"Is he really not coming back?" The woman asked with tears in her eyes.

Even though she already knew that her husband had died on the battlefield, the woman still felt lucky in her heart, thinking that her husband was so smart that he would always find a way to survive among the dead.

She doesn't know what a battle is, and she always thinks that she can survive by pretending to be dead among the dead.

But Zhang Benchu's arrival meant that he would never come again.

Zhang Benchu ​​paused, lowered his head slightly, the corners of his mouth twitched slightly, and said: "Brother Hongyuan, you are very brave. He killed three monsters by force and severely injured fifteen monsters."

"Brother will always live in my heart, in the hearts of Hengchang soldiers."

Chengcai handed the gift box to Zhang Benchu, Zhang Benchu ​​offered the gift box with both hands, and said with guilt in his heart, "A little heart, twenty catties of pork, two bolts of cloth, and a tael of gold."

Seeing this, the woman moved slightly out of the way and said in a trembling voice, "General, please enter."

Zhang Benchu ​​bravely held the gift box, and led his brother Chengcai into the door and into the room. Two silver-haired old men cast deep and empty eyes at Zhang Benchu, and the two ignorant children looked at Zhang Benchu ​​blankly.

At this moment, not to mention Zhang Benchu, even Chengcai has mixed feelings in his heart.

Zhang Benchu ​​bowed deeply again and said, "I hope that the second elder will accept some thoughts."

Afterwards, the gift box was placed on the table respectfully.

Seeing his mother weeping, the ignorant child ran over and hugged his mother's leg.

The woman glanced at her children, and she felt a little relieved when she thought that they could go to the academy to study in a few years and be guided by the master.

But at home, there must be a pillar.

Zhang Benchu ​​once again took a look at the two children. If Zhang Benchu ​​had met a boy two years ago, he might have asked curiously if he wanted to grow up to wear armor and a hard-edged sword. Now, Zhang Benchu ​​has no such kind of boy. Enraged.

In the room, it was extremely deserted, so deserted that he didn't even want to talk.

There were two cups of tea on the table, the woman sorted out her thoughts slightly, and brought tea to Zhang Benchu ​​and Zhang Chengcai respectively.

"Thank you." Zhang Benchu's voice was very soft, but it echoed slightly in the room.

The tea was a little hot, so Zhang Benchu ​​drank it in one gulp, and Chengcai beside him did the same.

"Sister-in-law is resting, I have to go to the next family." Zhang Benchu ​​bowed deeply with his hands in his arms.

The woman followed the etiquette and personally sent the two young generals out of the house.

As soon as he walked out of the door, a ray of cold wind slapped Zhang Benchu's face. The young general raised his head and looked at the gloomy sky. It is reasonable for the first family to suffer such an impact on his mood. Zhang Benchu ​​felt so relieved For his own sake, he understands the reason why kindness does not command soldiers, and he has just begun to taste the bitterness deep in his heart.

Today, he still doesn't understand what it means to have the old and the young, but he understands what it means to face the elders in his hometown without face.

"Actually, brother Hongyuan didn't kill the monster. Just as he was about to make a move, his chest was pierced by the fangs of the green ghost pig." Zhang Benchu ​​sighed softly.

At least when the children grow up, they know that their father died as a hero with a record.