Chapter 112 Why I Cry
The three words "Regent" slipped out of his lips unconsciously, and Zhao Xingjian woke up as if from a dream, feeling as if struck by lightning.
How is that possible?
The Prince Regent died of a serious illness twenty years ago!
When the Regent's coffin passed through Shili Tianjie, the people of the entire capital came out to kneel and bid farewell.
That scene seemed to have happened yesterday. Zhao Xingjian would never forget the indescribable sorrow and regret.
But what about this person in front of me?
Zhao Xingjian involuntarily walked towards Ye Buwei, wanting to see more clearly.
At this time, everyone had closed the city gate and was surrounding Ye Buwei and Ye Yanping as they walked towards the martial arts training ground.
"Yan Ping's father, it's a good thing you intervened just now, otherwise Yan Ping would be in danger!"
"We almost lost Heihe Village!"
Ye Buwei was still the same as usual, with a calm expression and no words.
Even though he was wearing a patched coarse cloth shirt, I was attracted by his outstanding appearance and temperament.
Though his face was weathered, it was like a sword long unsheathed. Time had only dulled his outward edge, but it could not conceal the nobility and authority etched in his bones.
How is this possible? How is it possible...
Zhao Xingjian asked himself over and over again.
What on earth happened that made this noble figure, who was as dignified as a god, live in such a small border village and be willing to be a farmer?
The blood in his body was rushing in his chest. Zhao Xingjian seemed to be under a spell and could not move an inch. He watched Ye Buwei with unfocused eyes walk towards him.
"Master Zhao, what's going on... Master Zhao, why is you crying?"
Only then did the villagers notice Master Zhao with his eyes wide open.
Zhao Xingjian also realized that he had already burst into tears.
"Why are you crying, Master?" Ye Buwei asked slowly.
Zhao Xingjian looked up and met Ye Buwei's lifeless eyes.
"Nothing..." Zhao Xingjian's tears trickled down his cheeks, his throat choking with sobs. "Seeing you today, sir, I was reminded of an old friend I haven't seen in ages. I couldn't help but be moved. I'm sorry to have embarrassed you all."
"Where do you come from, Master?"
"Twenty years ago, I had the honor of visiting the capital."
Ye Buwei's expression shifted slightly. "The past is like smoke, and separation and reunion are impermanent. The person is gone, so why bother looking back and reminiscing? It's better to relax and learn to let go."
"Sir, you are right. I am grateful for your advice. Sir, please!"
Zhao Xingjian bowed, stepped back a few steps, and made way.
Everyone gathered at the nearby training ground.
The village head stood in front of the whole village with a worried look on his face.
"Everyone saw it just now. The city walls can only hold back ordinary people like refugees. If it weren't for the Ye family, it would only be a matter of time before the city gates were breached. In other words, our village can't rely solely on the city walls!"
"Village head, it would be great if our village had archers. Then we could shoot the enemies to death before they get close!" said a villager.
"I can shoot arrows, but our village doesn't have enough bows and arrows," said Ye Yanping.
He only had a small homemade crossbow for hunting.
"Forget about bows and arrows. We don't have them. What we need to figure out now is how we're going to deal with the bandits next time they come. We were able to escape this time thanks to the Ye family, but what if they're not around next time? What are we going to do?"
Everyone shook their heads and sighed.
They also want to contribute, but their strength does not allow it.
"Father Yanping, why don't you teach our master some martial arts?"
"Sure." Ye Buwei answered straightforwardly.
Everyone looked happy.
"Learning martial arts is a good thing, but I'm afraid it won't quench a nearby fire." The village head worried. "Master Zhao dealt with the Black Eagle Stronghold when he was at the county government office. Why don't we ask Master Zhao for some advice?"
No one answered.
The village head searched the crowd, "Master Zhao? Wasn't he here just now? Where is he?"
"I'm here!"
Behind Ye Buwei, Zhao Xingjian half-poked his head out.
"Master Zhao, why are you standing so back? Come to the front!" The village head waved.
"No, no, no, I'm here! This is a good position!" Zhao Xingjian's hand left an afterimage.
The big guys are standing behind here, so let him pass by them and stand in front?
Don’t even think about it!
He would never stand in front even if you kill him!
The village head was somewhat helpless. "Then Master Zhao, what do you think we should do next?"
"I... I think S... Yan, Yan Ping's father knows more about the art of defending against the enemy." Zhao Xingjian wiped the sweat from his forehead. "I actually don't know anything."
Dayu Chao The God of War was standing right in front of him, so it was not his turn to speak.
Village head: “…”
This Master Zhao is so fickle! He just said he knew it very well!
"Master, there's no need to be so modest." Ye Buwei said calmly, "I have never known anything about the Black Eagle Village. Please tell me as much as you know."
"Yes!" Zhao Xingjian stood behind Ye Buwei, his waist slightly bent, his expression stiff. "The reason the Black Eagle Village is so rampant is because they really have some skills. I heard that the prefect once led troops to encircle and suppress them, but they wandered around the mountains for several days and nights and couldn't even find the gate of the Black Eagle Village."
"Besides, there are many talented people in the Black Eagle Village. Although there are checkpoints and portraits of bandits posted at the county gate, they always manage to sneak in unnoticed. Everyone says that there are people in the Black Eagle Village who are proficient in the art of disguise."
"S... Yan Ping's father, this is all I know."
Ye Buwei: “…”
The village head looked at Zhao Xingjian in confusion. This man was acting strangely today.
"I heard from the Master that the Black Eagle Village will never let go of Heihe Village, so they will definitely not let go of Heihe Village, right?"
Zhao Xingjian nodded. "The leader of the Black Eagle Village is a man who thinks highly of himself and is obsessed with prestige. He lost face in Heihe Village today, and that's bound to keep him awake at night. He'll definitely try every possible means to get back at us!"
The villagers were very anxious after hearing what Zhao Xingjian said.
"What should I do?"
"The Black Eagle Village has set its sights on us. Isn't our village in danger at any moment?"
"The key is that we are in the open and they are in the dark. Even if we defend them day and night, we may not be able to stop them!"
"Dad Yanping, please say something." The village head looked at Ye Buwei.
"Add more sentry posts," Ye Buwei said. "They will be manned by young and strong men day and night. The city gates will be locked, and no one is allowed to enter or leave."
"Just do as Yan Ping's father said! From now on, the city gates will be locked, no one is allowed to go in or out!" The village head waved his hand, "Those on duty at the city gates, come and sign up with me. Yan An and Yan Shun, you two brothers, just like before, line up the roster for duty!"
Ye Buwei started walking towards home. After walking for a while, he stopped and asked, "Master, why are you following me?"
Zhao Xingjian hurriedly trotted over, bent his knees and was about to kneel down, but Ye Buwei grabbed his arm and helped him up.
"Wow, wow, wow..." Zhao Xingjian was like a little crybaby.
"Master, why are you crying again?"
"I don't know why I'm crying. I've only met him once, and he doesn't even know who I am, yet he's appeared in my dreams countless times. He's the source of strength for so many people... But why is he here? He shouldn't be here! His eyes... Why are they like this?"
Ye Buwei sighed and said, "Master Zhao, my surname is Ye, and my given name is Buwei. I don't know who you are talking about."
"I'm sorry, I lost my composure. Please just treat it as nonsense, sir." Zhao Xingjian wiped his tears. "Sir, we hit it off right away. If you don't mind, I'm willing to stay by your side and serve you wholeheartedly!"
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