General's Good Friday

Chapter 8

He laughed first and said, "Master Zhou, the governor of Jingzhou, is good at disaster relief, and the refugees who are suffering from any disease are still gone, the general is worrying too much."

The general didn't like him from the bottom of his heart, so he subconsciously wanted to sing against him, and suddenly thought of something, he said: "Your Highness, I don't know, although the Northwest Xiongnu Da Shanyu has bowed his head and proclaimed himself a minister, the Zuoxian King has defeated himself Afterwards, his life and death are unknown, and now all over the country are intensifying his arrest and pursuit, you must know that Zuo Xianwang is sinister and cunning by nature, and his actions are even more ruthless, and he will be punished, His Highness traveled so far away from the capital, how can I let the humble officials feel at ease?"

"Hey?" King Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, but then smiled again, "Thank you, General, for your concern. It's just a natural disaster. How could this king hold back just because he was greedy for life and afraid of death?"

"This..." The general wanted to say something, but Emperor Jingming interrupted him.

"Meng Aiqing's words are reasonable, and Qingwei is also worthy of praise," he pondered for a moment, "How about this, I will send a team of Yulin soldiers to go out with Qingwei and escort you along the way!"

"Thank you, brother!" As soon as Emperor Jingming finished speaking, King Qingzhou knelt down on the ground and thanked him loudly.

The general curled his lips, seeing that King Qingzhou got what he wanted, he was very upset.

twelve

The teacher that Uncle Chen found was named Baili, and Ruan Xiaobai was waiting in the study neatly dressed. He thought that he would be a serious and mature gentleman, but he didn't want to wait for a well-mannered young man in blue shirt.

"The next Baili Liancheng, the family of Hejian, will be accompanied by me from today... Cough, Madam Wenshu."

Mr. Baili stood in front of the table, speaking softly, but it made Xiaobai feel close to him.

In the past three months since he entered the General's Mansion, all he saw were the people in the General's Mansion, even the maids and servants, all of them seemed to be born with a bit of nobility in the inner courtyard of a deep house, and because of his status, everyone even They seldom take the initiative to talk to him, and they seem very uncomfortable to get close to.And Mr. Baili has a bookish air, and he talks about the stories in the book clearly and logically. He doesn't see the style of a high-ranking family, and he is willing to talk to him, which naturally makes him feel a little like "meeting an old friend in a foreign land".

So, the general came back from the palace unhappily, and saw the young man sitting and talking happily with a strange young man in the study.

The general suddenly felt even more unhappy.

"Master General."

Ruan Xiaobai, who was studying the book conscientiously, didn't notice the general entering the room. On the contrary, Mr. Baili saw it first.

"You're back?" Xiaobai raised his head upon hearing the sound, his eyes lit up, and he smiled at the general.

"En." The general nodded solemnly, and looked at Mr. Baili cautiously. Mr. Baili only lowered his head slightly, and stood aside, without raising his head or speaking, with a humble and honest appearance.

Seeing this situation, the general's unhappiness eased a bit, and he sat down with his hands behind his back, and the maid immediately poured tea for the general with discernment.

"Go ahead," the general waved his hands grandly, and said nonchalantly, "Don't worry about me, general, just go ahead, ah."

Mr. Baili smiled knowingly, and said: "It's getting late, why don't you come here today, I don't know... what do you think Madam?"

He didn't ask the general, but asked Xiaobai, and the response he got was naturally a shy "yes" from the young man.

Mr. Baili nodded and apologized to the general again, then he packed his things and left without hesitation.

The general calmly watched Mr. Baili go out, and when he turned around, the young man had already stood beside him shyly with his hands behind his back.

"General..." The young man pursed his lips and looked at him with a slight smile.

"Well," the general asked casually while drinking tea, "what did you do today?"

"Nothing," the young man graciously picked up the teapot and poured tea for the general, "Sir, you told me about Zhuangzi."

"Stakes?" The general was at a loss, what did the two scholars say about stakes?Even though he was thinking this way, the general didn't want the young man to see that he was uneducated, so he just nodded vaguely and didn't continue to ask.

The young man looked at him and saw that he seemed to be in a good mood, so he whispered: "General, I...I want to ask you one thing..."

General: "What's the matter?"

"I..." The young man blushed slightly, not daring to look directly into the general's eyes, his eyelashes drooping, "I have been in the general's mansion for three months, and I haven't been home yet..."

The general's heart moved: "Do you want to go home?"

"Well," the boy agreed in a low voice, "I know this is against the rules, but I really... really want to go back and take a look, can you..."

It was only then that the general remembered that since he met the young man, he had never inquired about the young man's situation at all, even his name was asked by others, and he only heard about it.

The general couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed, so he took the boy's hand and asked him to sit beside him: "Then tell me first, who are the people in your family and what they do."

The young man quietly looked at his hand tightly held by the general, his face became even redder, and he sat on the chair and said in a soft voice, "There is...the elder sister and the younger sister."

The general frowned: "Where are your parents?"

The boy's eyes were slightly red: "They all... all passed away..."

The general was stunned, hating himself for being abrupt, touched his hand, and comforted him softly: "This...it's my fault, I shouldn't mention this, you...don't be sad."

The young man twitched the corners of his mouth and forced a smile: "What's wrong with you..."

When the general thought of his father who died young, he couldn't help feeling a little sympathetic, and said, "You see, my father died early, too, but he is somewhat similar to you."

The young man smiled wryly in his heart, although the general lost his father at a young age, his mother is a noble lord, how could it be compared to his situation, perhaps he would not be able to understand the bitterness of being dependent on others and suffering all the white eyes.

However, the general cared about him so much, but he was also moved in his heart. It was just that he had mixed feelings for a while, but he was a little speechless.

The general thought he was sad when he remembered the past, so he continued: "Then how is your sister now?"

The young man said in a low voice: "Eldest sister...the eldest sister is already married, and the younger sister is sick. When I left, she was in the process of treatment."

The general thought for a while: "You... you sold yourself to treat your sister's illness?"

"Well," the young man nodded, and glanced at the general, "My lord...the lord is a good man, not only gave me silver, but also promised to send a doctor to treat Xiaozhu's illness, I...I am really grateful to the lord ..."

Mentioning this matter, the young man was really emotional, and his voice choked up.

"At that time, I was very scared, and I didn't want to ask my brother-in-law to borrow money again. Xiaozhu had suffered a lot since she was a child, and got that disease again. I didn't want to watch her suffer. I... I'm useless, I can't earn much. Money, I can only go...go..." He wiped away his tears and continued, sobbing, "I know, even if I sell myself, I can't buy much money, and it may not be able to cure Xiaozhu's illness." , so...so I am very grateful to Lord Weng...really..."

The general couldn't help being moved, and stroked the boy's soft hair comfortingly.

The young man grasped his hand with tears in his eyes: "General, I...can I go home and see Xiaozhu?"

thirteen

Leaving aside the days of fighting abroad, the general has also lived in Jianyang City for more than ten years, but he never knew that there are dilapidated and dirty places like Qingquan Lane in the bustling and bustling Jianyang City.

The young man led the general around a sewage pit carefully, feeling very embarrassed in his heart.

The place where he lived since he was a child is really unsightly compared to the bright and tidy General's Mansion. Today, the General only wears the most plain and simple blue shirt in order to hide his eyes and ears, but walking here, he looks like a Yangling old man. It was as if the Lord's beautiful and noble long-haired cat from the Western Regions had walked into a rat's nest.

He originally just wanted to go home and take a look quietly, and give his sister the monthly money and some delicious snacks that he had quietly saved these days in the General's Mansion—he didn't dare to give other valuable things because it wasn't him. Yes, but what you eat shouldn't matter—but unexpectedly, the general not only readily agreed, but also came with him himself, which caught him off guard.

Holding his small cloth bag containing money and snacks, he felt a little worried, and walked next to the general and said, "I...my house is a bit run-down, please, please don't dislike it."

The general clicked his tongue in his heart, a little surprised at the dilapidation of this place, but he said indifferently: "What's the matter? We fought outside the Great Wall, why didn't we suffer? Hmm...how far is your home?"

"It's just around the corner."

When he arrived at the young man's house, the general knew what it meant to be "a house with four walls".

The door of the young man's house is very narrow and small. After the young man knocked on the door, someone came to answer the door. When the door opened with a "squeak", there was a pale and thin face that looked like the young man. The young girl looked at it blankly. The person outside the door did not recognize who it was for a while.

"Xiaozhu!" The young man hugged her, choked up a couple of sobs and began to cry.

"Brother...Brother?" The girl named Xiaozhu frowned, tears streaming down her face, "Brother...it's brother, woooooo..."

The general saw that the young girl was thin and small, crying pitifully, causing passers-by to stand and watch curiously, so he pushed the young girl and signaled him to enter the house.

The general followed the two of them into the door, originally expecting to see a small courtyard, but unexpectedly, the door opened into an interior room, with a bed against the wall, a broken cabinet, a table and a chair in the middle of the room, and a corner in the corner. There was a small stove, and the room smelled like medicine. Although it was clean, there was an unspoken sense of poverty and depression.

The general looked left and right, and was stunned. This small house is comparable to the one he built when he was marching.