"Wen Renwu!" As soon as Wen Ren'e came home with Xiao Yin Hanjiang in his arms, he heard a loud shout, "Are you the gangster who secretly smashed the Wangbeard liquor store the day before yesterday?"
A burly man with broad shoulders and narrow waist, a head taller than the young Wen Renwu rushed in, stretched out his hand and flicked Wen Ren'e's forehead fiercely, and said angrily, "Our frontier army guards the common people. How can you mess around in the back?"
Wen Ren'e was in a trance, and then he remembered that this man was his elder brother Wen Rentai, the Tai of Guotai Min'an.
The memory is too long, Wen Ren'e thought about it for a long time before he remembered that he was indeed the one who smashed it. Wang Huo is a drunkard who is afraid that the world will not be chaotic. He spends all day in the border city saying that the city cannot be defended sooner or later, and that he will leave sooner or later. Then the officials who will change their wine bags and rice bags will come. Here, it is better to die early and live early.
Wen Ren'e was also in a liquor store a few days ago. The boy's feelings are simple and strong. Disgust is disgust, and liking is liking. He respects his father and brother, and believes that as long as there are people in the border town, there will be absolutely nothing wrong. Hearing Wang Beard's words, he was so angry that he went to knock over Wang Beard's wine in the middle of the night with a mask, and then roughly shaved off his beard, causing Wang Beard's chin to be covered with shaving scratches.
At that time, he thought he was secretive, but he didn't expect that the fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy in Biancheng, with good martial arts, was still running around on the roof all day, and he was probably the only one in the entire Biancheng. His bright, cynical eyes, unlike those of the entire town, were instantly recognizable.
The boy A Wu's forehead was red from the bounce, and Xiao Yin was so angry that he opened his mouth and bit Wen Rentai's arm.
Wen Rentai panicked: "Child, let go! My arm is too hard, don't break your teeth if you try too hard!"
Xiao Yin Hanjiang: "..."
The five-year-old man was at a loss in front of Xiao Yin Hanjiang, for fear that he would hurt him, so he finally vented his anger at his younger brother: "Wen Renwu, do you use the child as a shield when you do something wrong?"
"Xiaojiang, let go." Wen Ren'e squeezed Yin Hanjiang's face gently and said gently, "The face has just been bandaged, don't involve the wound."
Xiao Yin Hanjiang slowly opened his mouth, Wen Ren'e hugged Yin Hanjiang with one hand, hooked his elder brother's shoulder with the other, put his forehead on Wen Rentai's generous arm, and said in a low voice, "Brother, it's great to see you again. All right."
Even if this is just his soul sea memory.
Wen Rentai has been stationed in the frontier all the year round, his skin is not very good, some dark and rough, his face turned red, he raised his hand full of scars and calluses, touched Wen Ren'e's head, and immediately shook his head: "Don't give it to me. Come on, I'll beat you today!"
Wen Ren'e was beaten that day, his father was in the military camp, and his eldest brother was guarding the rear. Wen Rentai pressed him to apologize to Wang Hu and lose money, and in front of the entire border city people, he used military tactics on Wen Ren'e in the liquor store, hitting him with fifty military sticks, and the boy's back was ripped apart.
Xiao Yin Hanjiang was hugged by Wenren's mother, and he was so angry that he screamed, trying to break free from the pair of hands that were not soft, and rushed up to block his back for the sake of honor.
"Don't move!" said the woman who looked very gentle, but in fact had a straight spine, "Look carefully, no matter what the reason, as a frontier army, if you do something that hurts the people in private, you will have to deal with it by military law. It is also because of his young age. , the penalty is less, otherwise, if this stick is not interrupted, he will never pass the test!"
"My heart hurts..." Xiao Yin Hanjiang said while touching his heart.
"Of course it hurts my heart. It hurts my son's body and my mother's heart." Wen Renshi's face slid down a line of clear tears, she raised her hand to wipe it away, and continued, "But you can't beat it, it's not a trivial matter for the people!"
An unwiped tear fell on Yin Hanjiang's little hand, he licked it, it was salty.
After being beaten, Dr. Li gave Wen Ren'e medicine—with all his strength.
After bandaging, he would kneel at the Martyrs' Shrine for a day and a night.
Xiao Yin Hanjiang wanted to accompany Wen Ren'e, but the servant couldn't, so he prepared a cushion for him. His leg had just been gouged out, and he couldn't kneel down at all. He could only sit on the mat and said angrily, "Your honor is right."
"No, I was wrong." Wen Ren'e explained gently.
"How can you be wrong?" Xiao Yin Hanjiang raised his head with admiration in his eyes.
"You've always looked at me this way?" Wen Ren'e smiled and scratched his nose, "No wonder in your eyes, I'm the one who doesn't look like 'me' in the illusion."
Mentioning the illusion of the mind and the inability to recognize it, Xiao Yin Hanjiang's face was wrinkled again, looking very annoyed.
Fortunately, this is Wen Ren'e's soul sea, and Yin Hanjiang is also a soul body, and will not be affected by inner demons. In his eyes, there is only the young Wen Renwu, and there will be no other superfluous "respects". However... There are mothers and elder brothers who were born like Zunshang. They hurt Zunshang, but because they were born so similar, Xiao Yin Hanjiang was reluctant to teach them.
Wen Ren'e touched Yin Hanjiang's little head and said seriously: "Yin Hanjiang, I was not born strong, nor was I wise from childhood. When I was young, I thought that my parents and brothers were gods and could stop all the disasters in the world. A big mistake."
Where can there be an all-powerful man? It is just to prop up the spine, even if the spine is broken, it will not let you see your weakness.
Wen Ren'e told Xiao Yin Hanjiang what would happen after being beaten. One month after being fined, his father, Marshal Wenren, returned to the border town on reincarnation. Hearing about this, he beat the young A Wu again. After being beaten, he changed from a strict father to a kind father, and told him about Wang Beard's past.
This wine man is fifty years old this year. Forty years ago, Marshal Wenren was only a child. At that time, the border city was in an emergency, the local garrison fled, and the alien iron cavalry invaded. Wang Beard, who was only ten years old, was hidden in the wine cellar by his mother. Tong should have innocent and innocent eyes, witnessing countless sins.
Hearing this, Yin Hanjiang also remembered his past, and his heartache made it difficult to breathe.
Wen Ren'e held him in his arms and continued: "But he survived until my grandfather was ordered to go out on an expedition to take back the border city. He was a wartime orphan and could go with the army to a nearby government office, where there is a shantang. Take in these children. He did not leave this border town, but stayed and became a militiaman. Before I was born more than ten years ago, I followed my mother to throw stones at the city wall to block foreigners.”
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"Then why did he say that?" Yin Hanjiang asked.
"Because what he said is all the truth, Wenren's family can't keep this border town." Wenren'er's voice was full of pain.
This is the past that he never dared to recall. These lively beings are full of good and evil, cunning and philistine. Each person is a color that is neither black nor white, drawing a frontier map full of vitality.
In the end, the Wenren family was beheaded by the whole family, and the imperial court ceded the nine border states to foreigners. On the first day after the cession, the foreigners slaughtered this border town.
"Don't look at my face." Wen Ren'e held the little Yin Hanjiang in his arms and buried his head tightly in his chest. Yin Hanjiang tried to look up several times, but was pushed back by the young Wen Renwu. At this moment, he is still a teenager and can be weak.
A drop of icy water fell on Yin Hanjiang's hair, Yin Hanjiang thought, these water droplets should also be salty.
"Your honor..." Yin Hanjiang made a muffled voice in front of the boy's clean, sunny chest.
"Here, call me Awu." Wen Ren'e said.
"A, A Wu..." Xiao Yin Hanjiang blushed, not knowing if his chest was too stuffy.
Wen Renwu's health is so good that he was alive and kicking within a few days after being punished, and he continued to fight wits and courage with his master every day. . After being found by his mother, he grabbed his ears and spanked. Xiao Yin Hanjiang sat on the chair beside him, blindfolded his hands to watch brother A Wu being spanked. The gap between his fingers grew wide, and between the middle finger and the ring finger, a pair of smart eyes appeared.
"Mother, don't let him watch me get beaten." The young Awu said depressedly.
"You still know how shameful you are!" The mother-in-law slapped him again while speaking, "You know how shameful you are and you still steal the wine from your sister's dowry, it really pisses me off!"
After being beaten, he was punished for writing big characters. The young man couldn't sit still. Wen Renwu's buttocks hurt, so he had to lie on the bed and write big characters. Xiao Yin Hanjiang watched his crooked characters.
"Writing is something that happens when I grow up. I will only want to practice martial arts, and I don't care about these people. Every day I want to cut off my master's beard and give it to him as a writing brush." Wen Ren'e smiled, "It was only later. Knowing how useful these things are, military force can protect the family and the country, and literature can educate the world."
"That's why you treat Zhong Liqian differently?" Xiao Yin Hanjiang asked, holding his chin. Most of his injuries have healed, but the scars all over his body are a bit scary.
"The troubled times need Wen people, but the prosperous times need people like Zhong Liqian. Without us, the troubled times will never become the prosperous times. Without them, the prosperous times will soon turn into troubled times." Wen Ren'e said.
A month later, Marshal Wen Ren returned, and as expected, he was beaten again as Wen Renwu said. This time, Xiao Yin Hanjiang is no longer angry. He found that here, anyone can beat Brother A Wu twice. He beats a little every three days and a big fight every five days. Even his ten-year-old sister Wen Renyan was drunk. After the dowry drink, he can scratch his brother's scratches with his teeth and claws.
Xiao Yin Hanjiang's face was full of scars. He wanted to get a mask and wear it, but found that many people in the border city had scars on their faces, some even broke their legs and hands, but no one looked at them differently.
Brother Awu told him that these were wounded soldiers, as well as civilians who were accidentally wounded. Everyone here smiles at life with scars, and no one feels sorry for themselves, because once they think so, they are really pitiful.
So Yin Hanjiang also learned to face people without wearing a mask, and there were no people around him who looked at him in a strange way. Even the ten-year-old Wen Renyan liked his little brother and often secretly gave him green vegetables that he didn't like.
Yin Hanjiang knew that these people were nothing but the memory of Zun Shang, and the memory hidden in Zun Shang was so soft.
I have lived happily for more than a year, and what should come will always come. What had happened could not be changed, and Wen Ren'e's memory also faithfully presented that scene.
Withdrawing the border army, Wen Renwu ran back to the capital after recovering from his injury, and saw countless heads hanging from the city head.
He rummaged through the corpse piles and cried loudly in the mass grave. Xiao Yin Hanjiang watched this scene quietly.
People who look very similar, somewhat similar, not very similar, and not at all similar to the Venerable Master, just leave like this, and life is so fleeting.
At this moment, the two of them, alone, leaned together and lit a fire. People who died by beheading are not worthy of being put into tombs, and the young Wen Renwu has no ability to buy coffins for his clan, and he is still a wanted criminal.
He arranged countless headless bodies in a row and set them on fire one by one. Xiao Yin Hanjiang didn't help, just looked at him.
"I remember, you seem to love ignition." Wen Ren'e ignited the last small body that was suspected to be Wen Renyan, and turned to ask Yin Hanjiang.
Yin Hanjiang was silent for a while, shook his head, and said hoarsely: "I burned the guilty people, looked at their once sinful bodies, and illuminated the night sky. I think this is their only use, and it is different from now."
The people of Wenren's family did not do evil, they lived better.
"I don't like them being burned..." Xiao Yin Hanjiang covered his mouth, swallowing and choking.
Wen Ren'e wiped away his silent tears and said softly, "I don't like it either."
Yin Hanjiang still remembers that when Wen Ren'e first took over the Xuanyuan Sect, Wen Ren'e ordered his subordinates not to hurt ordinary people. Those who violated it were killed by Wen Ren'e with extremely cruel means.
He suggested indifferently at that time: "Your Highness, Xuanyuan Sect is a demon, and if it is too suppressed, it may rebound."
"If you dare to rebel, you will all die," Wen Ren'e said coldly.
At that time, Yin Hanjiang was ignorant and only knew how to obey orders. At this moment, he understood that Wen Ren'e was willing to fall into the killing road, what he wanted to protect in the blood and death. Behind Wen Ren'e, what is the thing that supports his endless fighting spirit.
The people that Wen Ren'e guarded turned into his never-say-die fighting will, and the things he guarded also guarded him.
The author has something to say: Xiao Yin Hanjiang's handsome career—
Xiao Yin Hanjiang, quietly observe, observe, this image is revered, and that is also similar. He secretly learned the traditional carving technique of the Wenren family, carved many honorable and honorable family members, hid in the quilt, and felt that he had the world.
Wen Renwu: Why is the bed like this
The end does not mean the end, see you tomorrow, okay? (づ￣3￣)づ╭?~
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