Although Zhao Feng said he was open-minded, he cried and snot all over his face when he returned to his brother's spirit tablet. He howled like a ghost, more shrill than a ghost, attracting the attention of people nearby, who all speculated that Zhao Feng was crazy.
"Could it be that my niece's condition has changed?"
"That can't be possible. Didn't Old Zhao say that my niece is fine?"
They had survived the most dangerous times, so it didn't make sense that they would die when their wounds were about to heal. A hot-tempered man kicked open the curtain of Zhao Feng's tent, cursing, and saw him crying while holding the spirit tablet. He swallowed the curse words that were about to come out of his mouth and quietly retreated.
Outside, there were people in pajamas and cloaks, stretching their necks.
His eyes asked what happened inside.
The hot-tempered man waved his hands and sighed, "Old Zhao is thinking about his brother again and is feeling sad inside."
When everyone heard this, their anger instantly dissipated.
They had all been through hardships together, and in those days of sharing weal and woe and supporting each other, their feelings for each other had long been extraordinary, and so had that subordinate. To Zhao Feng, they were real brothers, so how could he not feel bad
"Disperse, I guess what Lao Zhao saw and encountered today has brought back emotions. Let him howl, and he will calm down when he has vented enough." He waved his hand to signal everyone to go back to their respective places and not to gather here, "With Gong Su here, it's okay."
Everyone then felt relieved.
I didn't expect Zhao Feng to cry and howl for half the night.
When I met Zhao Feng in the morning, I couldn't help but complain about him.
Zhao Feng looked normal at this time. Not only did he cry until his voice was hoarse, but even his eyelids were not swollen. He rolled his eyes and said, "Why are you guys so squeamish? No matter how loud I cry, how louder can it be than your snoring? Your snoring is louder than thunder, and you can sleep like a dead pig."
I can't even be woken up by his thunderous snoring, so why are you being so pretentious
Everyone: “…”
If they were not in the military camp, Zhao Feng would have been given a good beating.
Zhao Feng went to train the soldiers as usual, and the soldiers thought that today was just an ordinary day of preparation for war. Unexpectedly, the general seemed to have taken the wrong medicine, and was so strict that even the experienced soldiers were weak in the knees. After half a day, few of them could still stand and talk.
Their bodies were severely injured and their spirits were also attacked. For a while, ghosts and wolves howled everywhere in the training grounds, no less shrill than Zhao Feng's yesterday. Zhao Feng's abnormality soon reached Wu Xian's ears. When he heard that Zhao Feng's abnormality was due to mourning for his subordinates last night, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed, and stopped to comfort Zhao Feng. The death of that subordinate became a thorn between them.
I can't pull it out, but leaving it there causes a dull pain.
Now we can only hope that Dayi can be more open-minded.
I believe that time will dilute everything.
Wu Xian rubbed his sore nose, sighed tiredly, and quickly cheered up and raised the corners of his lips.
His loving eyes fell on the boy waiting beside him and he nodded at him. Before the boy could cheer, he said, "It's just that the two armies are about to go to war, so you can only wander around Chaoli Pass and can't run too far, understand?"
The second son's birthday is coming up, Wu Xian prepares a gift for him every year, but the boy says that the army is tight and he doesn't want to spend money, as long as he can go out for a walk and hunt. Wu Xian smiled and said, "Except this, you don't want anything else?"
The handsome young man with high spirits shook his head, his eyes full of admiration for his father: "It is enough for my son to have my father accompany him on his birthday... Father has been so busy lately, my son wants to see you, it is difficult for him to say a few more words to you..."
Wu Xian's heart was slightly touched.
Suddenly he remembered that he had not been with his son for a long time, so he agreed to his son's request after a little consideration. When they were in Tianhai, they would go hunting together from time to time, traveling through the dense forest and galloping on the hunting ground. He taught his son archery by hand.
Wu Xian sighed, "This is my father's fault."
This son is very much like him. Both father and son have a stubborn temper. When they quarrel, neither of them will give in. But perhaps because he has grown older and become more sensible, he has also learned to understand the difficulties of being a father. How can he not like him? He exchanged his birthday gift for his company. I think he really misses him, and he really ignores his child. Wu Xian beckoned his attendants to prepare the hunting items.
The father and son are having a great time.
Little did he know that his other son's eyes were red with jealousy.
It was as if a pitch-black poisonous snake was coiled around his chest, entwining his heart. As his muscles moved, they gradually contracted, giving him the illusion that his heart was being crushed. Not only that, the snake was dripping with poison that could kill people, polluting his heart bit by bit. He questioned and roared uncontrollably in his heart, his face was hideous!
Jealousy and hatred distorted his features.
"Young Master?"
A male voice as clear as water awakened his sinking mind.
He suddenly sobered up a bit, looked at the man sitting in front of him with fear and worry, and lowered his head with a nervous look: "I, I was distracted just now, please forgive me, sir..."
Qin Li's eyes were very dark at the moment, so dark that it was hard to tell what he was feeling. He looked at the eldest son with pity and tolerance: "You don't have to apologize, it's not a big deal."
Zhao Feng, the cheap teacher, had no time to take care of other things. The eldest son's closest attendant was killed for reporting that "the second son was plotting to murder the eldest son". Wu Xian believed that there were villains around his eldest son who were instigating the brothers to quarrel with each other, so he set out to clean up a group of them.
Although the eldest son is still surrounded by a large crowd when he travels, there is not a single trusted person among them and he does not feel safe at all.
Having lost his only spiritual haven, the eldest son's presence became increasingly transparent, and those who didn't know him would think that he was ignored by Cui Xiao. Compared with his younger brother who shone like a pearl, the eldest son was just a worthless, shrunken fish eye, curled up in the darkest corner with no one caring about him. In this state, how could a young man develop mentally healthily
The eldest son's eyes were moist.
Faced with Qin Li's gentleness and friendliness, his eyes were slightly warm.
Qin Li smiled and said, "Young Master, do you want to go hunting too?"
The eldest son lowered his head sadly, resting his hands on his knees, and said in a whisper: "Well, I think so, but my archery skills are mediocre. If I follow him, it will make my father upset..."
When he was very young, he knew that his father liked his younger brother who was both talented in literature and martial arts very much. Because his younger brother was the second son, he did not have the burden of inheriting the family business. Even though his father treated the two brothers equally and had strict requirements, he was always gentler to his younger brother.
However, he was not talented, was slow to learn, and had an unpleasant personality. His father's eyes changed from expectation at the beginning to disappointment, and finally he was too lazy to even give him disappointment. This realization made him miserable. He tried hard to learn to be an heir, to be a good brother, and to set an example for them to learn from... But it was too difficult, he could not learn anything.
Not to mention his outstanding second brother, even his concubine's brothers learned faster than him. They left him far behind in just a few years of enlightenment. He had to learn from his younger brother. If he were his father, he would be disappointed.
But he didn't understand that he was also his father's son.
Apart from his poor performance, he admired his father just as much as his brothers. Why couldn't his father love him a little more? He was allowed to be so awkward, and his second brother was allowed to despise him and even poison him...
His only loyal attendant was also killed.
His father said that the matter was over, and that shielding his second brother was tantamount to ignoring his life. In extreme isolation and helplessness, he was obsessed with a dead end, but at the same time he had a thought - was his father also hoping for his death
The eldest son must be the legitimate heir, so that the covetousness of illegitimate children can be eliminated and the source of cholera can be cut off. Even the second son of the legitimate mother is the same as the illegitimate child. Because only the eldest son is the eldest son of the main branch, and the rest of the brothers, no matter who they came from, are all minor brothers. As long as he dies and no longer occupies the title of the eldest son of the main branch, the second brother will naturally become the legitimate heir, and others will not argue.
But he is still alive.
He himself wanted to continue living.
Are mediocre people not qualified to exist in this world
His father was disappointed with his mediocrity, but why did he want to be mediocre? He had no choice. The title of eldest son was forced upon him, not what he wanted! Over the years, how much effort and sweat he put in behind the scenes, has his father seen it
The strong desire to survive and jealousy became the fertilizer for Guan Ji's ambition. He looked at Qin Li timidly and whispered to show weakness, while hoping that the other party would have some mercy on him.
He really has no one he can use!
Qin Li in front of him was willing to show his kindness, which was a life-saving straw for him! He knew very well that Qin Li had traditional ideas and had always been a supporter of primogeniture. Although he had fallen out of favor with his father, Qin Li was capable. If he could plan for himself, his situation would be much better. No matter how bad it was, as long as the other party helped him, he would always be able to live a better life!
His pity really made Qin Li feel a sense of empathy.
"Archery? I know a little bit about it. If you don't mind, would you like to take a walk around the training ground today while the weather is good?"
The eldest son was delighted, and a hint of joy appeared on his face, but he quickly suppressed it. He wanted nothing more than that.
As for Qin Li
Well, that's what he wanted.
Although Qin Li looked frail in his scholarly robe, his muscles were clearly defined, and his arms could easily pull a two-stone bow. He could easily shoot through the target from a distance of more than 150 steps without any literary power. The eldest son's eyes lit up when he saw this move, and he begged Qin Li to teach him. When he realized that something was wrong, his face turned red.
Qin Li seemed not to notice his embarrassment and said with a smile: "I have nothing to do these days. If you really want to learn, then study hard..."
He patiently guided the eldest son's every move.
"Yes, that's it, hold your arms steady..."
The eldest son's arm strength was a little lacking, so Qin Li helped him pull the bowstring. The arrow left the string and hit the bull's eye.
"The longbow used by archers is not suitable for you, young master. I'll make one for you later. Practice more in private to get a feel for it. I can't expect you to hit the target every time, but you can still shoot some prey." Qin Li shared a lot of his experiences and promised to make one for him.
The eldest son was surprised: "Sir, you can also make bows?"
Qin Li's smile was friendly, unlike the serious impression of the eldest son. The person in front of him looked more lively: "I learned a little when I was young, but I have not learned it for many years. My skills are not as good as those of craftsmen. The eldest son should not despise me..."
The eldest son shook his head like a rattle.
How could he dislike it
Qin Li, who was once highly valued by his father, was willing to get close to him. What a good start! Although he was young and mediocre in talent, he still had some scheming that he had learned from his father. He also wondered why Qin Li suddenly came to get close to him. Everyone knew that he, the eldest son, was not favored by his father and was in a precarious situation. There was no benefit in relying on him, but Qin Li did not give him the opportunity to doubt.
Use Zhao Feng as a shield.
It was Zhao Feng who was worried about the eldest son, and he said something good to Qin Li in private. Qin Li was entrusted by someone, and he was free recently, so he cared about the eldest son. The two of them only talked about their personal relationship and did not talk about business, so others could not say anything...
The answer made the eldest son feel relieved and disappointed at the same time. The former was because Qin Li's purpose of approaching was very simple, and the latter was because Qin Li's reason for approaching was too simple! He was so happy for nothing.
Qin Li took the eldest son to the parade ground for the whole afternoon.
With the gentle and careful encouragement and guidance of a good teacher, the eldest son's poor archery skills have improved a lot, which has given him great confidence.
The two parted ways, and Qin Li returned to the tent with a smile.
There was a pair of resentful eyes in the tent. Zhao Feng waited for him for a long time: "Why did Gong Su get close to the eldest master?"
Qin Li looked normal: "The eldest master was all alone, which was quite pitiful, so I accompanied him to play in the training ground for a while."
This afternoon was a pleasant one.
Zhao Feng was almost choked and speechless.
The news last night made him sleepless all night. He didn't believe that Gong Su didn't have any resentment, not to mention that he was so gentle and approached the eldest son who had been avoiding him before. When Zhao Feng knew about this, his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.
I blurted out angrily: "What's so pitiful about him?"
Qin Li's eyes were deep and dark: "It is indeed pitiful."
Zhao Feng almost couldn't catch his breath.
But he never questioned Qin Li's decisions.
Zhao Feng remained silent, but Qin Li began to ask questions.
"Da Yi finds it incomprehensible?"
Zhao Feng said: "Don't make things complicated at this time."
If you want to break up completely, then do it completely.
"A development? Why isn't it appropriate?" Qin Li sneered in a strange tone, and then changed the subject to the lingering evil plot. "You know what, Qi Yuanliang's method of deceiving people's trust is quite effective."
Zhao Feng was puzzled: "Deceive the eldest master's trust?"
What's the use of a cowardly and mediocre eldest son? Although he didn't say it, Zhao Feng wrote on his face. Qin Li lowered his eyes and smiled coldly: "Dayi, do you think I have any resentment towards the lord?"
Zhao Feng didn't know how to answer.
Qin Li said calmly: "I have."
Zhao Feng asked in astonishment: "So?"
Qin Li: "Teach my lord a lesson."
Zhao Feng was at a loss: "Lessons?"
"What's the point of keeping a disobedient lord? But Qin still has some conscience and cannot do such a evil act as to kill his lord, so this is just a small lesson." Qin Li could tolerate everything that happened over the years, but the death of Zhao Feng's subordinate touched his bottom line.
To some extent—
Their whole family died for him, Qin Gongsu!
He should be the one to pay for this blood debt!
Zhao Feng vaguely understood something, and looked at Qin Li with some horror, but he still said the same thing - he would not question Qin Li's decision, Qin Li was Young Master Qin, and would be so for life!
He said, "Okay!"
Qin Li stroked the scroll in his hand and lowered his eyes: "If it was Qi Yuanliang, he would have taken advantage of Wu Zhaode's hunting trip to make his move. It would be a reasonable arrangement, but I still have some conscience."
For example, if a son dies, it will cause heart-wrenching pain.
Zhao Feng: “…Indeed, there is.”
Yes, but not many.