Chapter 148: The Steed Tramples the Plain
The show is over and the rumors have stopped.
The moonlight was still gentle, and the young man stood quietly under the moonlight, his black eyes bright and resolute, and his straight back revealed his stubbornness.
Huo Ziheng sighed softly and said, "Since you have made up your mind, go ahead."
"Thank you, Master!"
"When are you planning to leave?"
"After Qingming Festival."
Huo Ziheng returned to the room. The woman on the bed turned over clumsily. "A-Li is only ten years old and he's going to join the army. Tsk, isn't he a little too young? If he stood in the barracks, he wouldn't even be as tall as a horse!"
"Don't underestimate Ali. He has great ambitions, dares to think, dares to act, and dares to fight. This is beyond the reach of ordinary people." Huo Ziheng was silent for a moment, looking out the window. "If he can hold on, he will definitely become a great man in time."
"What a pity! Our daughter won't be able to see Fifth Brother when she's born!"
So this is what my wife is worried about? Huo Ziheng laughed and sat down on the bed, about to lie down, but was kicked by my wife.
"I was woken up from a good sleep. My daughter said she was feeling squeezed in her stomach and asked me to rub my waist to relax."
“…”
Qingming Festival is here in a blink of an eye.
That day, the whole village was filled with the fragrance of mugwort, and the smell was even fresher and more pleasant with the moisture from the drizzle.
Walking on the loess road in the village, you can hear the laughter coming from the villagers' courtyards from time to time, which is friendly and cheerful, and the mud under your feet becomes less annoying.
When Zi Yi walked into Xiao Su's yard carrying rice, flour, cloth and some silver, the boys were already squatting under the eaves eating green rice dumplings.
"Uncle Zi Yi!" The boys greeted him with a smile, without any hesitation. "You've come just in time. There are some freshly sieved qingtuan from the pot. Come and have some. There are both sweet and savory ones!"
Old Man Su and the others in the kitchen also poked their heads out. "We guessed you'd come today. We've put the things in the main room. There are clean shoes prepared for you behind the door. Change your muddy shoes and come here quickly, otherwise these guys will eat all your green rice dumplings in one sieve!"
Zi Yi smiled unconsciously, "Okay."
He has come here every month for more than three years and always brings something.
The Su family never refused anything, but everything he brought would be used on the young master.
It was that kind of casualness and unfamiliarity that over time made him feel as if he was just an ordinary member of this ordinary family.
Zi Yi's eyes were dazed for a moment, but soon became clear again.
Perhaps it's because I've been wandering for too long, so I tend to feel attached to stability and security.
But he still has an unfinished mission and many things to do. He can't stop and can't feel at peace.
The Su family's yard is small, and the kitchen is also small. When the little kids have grown up to be teenagers, it seems very crowded when they all stay in the kitchen.
So the boys were driven to the corridor, where the head of the Su family, Du Lao and Xiao Tianbao were sitting.
Each person had a stool and a piece of green rice dumpling in his hand, and the corners of his mouth were stained with green sesame seeds after eating.
Behind the stove, a young woman skillfully put a fresh sieve of green dumplings into the pot of boiling water.
The aroma of green rice dumplings and firewood, the bubbling smoke from the steamer, and the whole family sitting together chatting and laughing.
Warmth is everywhere.
After eating the green rice dumplings, a small table is placed in the yard with offerings on it, and a small brazier filled with ash and incense and candles.
Old Lady Su handed a handful of paper money to Wei Li and Zi Yi, and stroked the boy's head with her rough hands.
"We have been exiled here, so we can't visit our relatives' graves to sweep their graves and offer sacrifices, but we still have to perform rituals. We can light a stick of incense and burn some paper money. They are watching from heaven and know that we are always thinking of them."
Wei Li grabbed the paper money in his hand, squatted in front of the small brazier and silently lit the paper money, his black eyes lowered and red.
Since he came to Xiao Su's house, this scene has happened every Qingming Festival.
When they first met by chance, his mother did him a favor, and in return the Su family treated him sincerely for many years. If we really have to talk about gratitude, he is the one who owes it.
The paper money burned, and the flames devoured the paper. Wei Li watched the paper turn into ashes bit by bit, his eyes dark and churning.
Mother, as long as Li'er is still alive, I will repay your kindness and take revenge for my sins!
The young boy squatted there, his thin spine hunched under his spring clothes, and he was trembling slightly under the clothes.
Xiao Su's family stood aside and watched quietly, sighing in their hearts.
There were an old man and a little cat in the kitchen trying to steal the leftover sesame filling to eat.
The little kid occasionally turned his head to look outside, a black beard adorning the corners of his mouth. "Grandpa Du, people are dead, so why are you still sad, Fifth Junior Brother?"
Du Buqun's beard expanded further around his mouth, and he chewed sesame seeds with a continuous crunching sound. "It's your own mother who died, so you must be sad. For example, if one day Grandpa Du died, was murdered, would you be sad? Would you be heartbroken?"
Tian Bao tilted his head and thought for a while, "I will kill the person who killed you and burn paper money for you."
"..." Du Bujin held his broken heart in his hand and took a big bite of sesame seeds. "You ungrateful little bastard! Grandpa Du doesn't like sweet food, but he still ate sesame seeds with you, and this is your reaction? At least you should pretend!"
"I only accompanied you if you wanted to try some."
"It's obviously you who likes sweets!"
"You wanted to steal it."
“You love to eat!”
"You want to steal."
"You, love, eat!"
"I love to eat, I want to steal."
The old man's broken heart healed instantly. He pinched a ball of stuffing and fed it to the little girl, while secretly making the black beard around her mouth bigger.
Tianbao's eyes curved slightly and he scratched the old man's tangled hair.
She won't let anyone bully her poisonous grandfather.
As the sky gradually darkened, Zi Yi stayed for a day and prepared to leave for the inner city.
His contract with Liangjifang still had one and a half years left. In addition to the monthly competitions, he had to find other work to earn more money.
Wei Li walked him out of the village. The distance was not long, and the miasma forest appeared before their eyes in an instant.
Wei Li stopped and turned to look at the man, "Uncle Zi Yi, I'm going to join the army."
The smile on Zi Yi's face suddenly froze and disappeared, "What?"
"The Cui family is planning a rebellion. Regardless of whether they succeed or not, that person won't be able to stay in their position for long. I can't wait any longer." Wei Li's expression was calm, his eyes deep and unfathomable. Only when a flash of crimson appeared did he reveal his deep hatred. "Emperor Hongde, Nangong Yin, must die at my hands!"
He would not allow that person to die of old age, nor would he allow that person to die at the hands of others.
Otherwise, how can the hatred be eliminated!
Zi Yi's body was stiff, and it took a long time for him to speak, "Have you decided?"
"Um."
"My lord, allow me a few days. I will finish the affairs in the inner city and accompany you to the military camp."
"You stay." Wei Li looked at him, "Take care of them for me while I'm away."
"Young Master!"
"If I can't come back, it's my fate. Uncle Ziyi, don't worry about me."
As the spring sun sets, the clouds in the sky are winding and gorgeous, and the breeze from the clear river blows the fine raindrops that have fallen from who knows when onto my face.
Leaves skin feeling cool.
The man's steps were heavy as he left, as if he had to use all his strength to move one step forward.
Wei Li stood beside the stone tablet at the entrance of the village, quietly looking at the man's back, and only turned back to the village after the last ray of sunlight disappeared.
He has made up his mind and will not change it.
If you succeed, you will be a king; if you fail, you will be a bandit.
If you are lucky enough to survive, one day you will ride your horse across the plains!
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