After the war, Yang Fei left Qingyi Yamen and returned to Qingzhou City, where he lived in seclusion in Hualiu Lane.
In fact, based on Yang Fei's many years of fighting experience, although he has not made any great achievements and his status is ordinary, he can only return to his hometown after being seriously injured, but the pension given by the court is extremely generous, which is enough for him to live a lifetime of prosperity. Moreover, the imperial court also arranged for the post of county lieutenant in Shouguang County under the jurisdiction of Qingzhou, and all aspects were well taken care of.
But Yang Guang did not go to the post.
Not only did he not go to the post, but he didn't even go to see his junior sister, let alone marry her.
For others, this may be difficult to understand, but for Yang Fei personally, this is actually very normal. Everyone has self-esteem, and the improvement of status will also make people have stronger self-esteem.
Although Yang Fei is very ordinary in Tsing Yi Yamen, where is Tsing Yi Yamen? Wherever you go, you will be awed by people. Originally, Yang Fei wanted to return to his hometown, but in the end he left Tsing Yi Yamen passively, losing all his honor.
His cultivation has fallen to the first level of Qi training, in his own opinion, it is already worthless, and a broken arm makes him feel that he is not worthy of his junior sister. Dust fell from the clouds, Yang Fei was disheartened, and gradually didn't want to face the world anymore, drinking all day long.
In the current Tang Dynasty, the arrival of the prosperous age is unstoppable, and there are signs of prosperity everywhere. Most people's lives are getting better and better, and people are full of energy and fighting spirit. But Yang Fei, who has fought for this era, has reached the lowest point in his life, and has no hope of returning to the peak.
The huge loss in comparison between the two made Yang Fei just want to spend the rest of his life in a dark corner.
For Brother Mu, Yang Fei didn't want to talk to him at first, he refused to talk to anyone from the bottom of his heart. Rescuing the other party at the entrance of the alley that day was only due to his kind nature, and he didn't want to have an intersection with the other party.
But Brother Mu has always been relentless, but Yang Fei is not disgusted and angry. In addition to seeing his young self-improvement in the other party, it is also because Brother Mu has a good personality and is very sensible, so it is difficult to make people feel disgusted. .
After getting along for a long time, an idea gradually came to Yang Fei's mind, "Since I can no longer return to the peak, I can fight for the dynasty and cultivate a good young man, which can be regarded as living up to the court's kindness to me."
This is the excuse Yang Fei found for himself.
What he doesn't want to admit is that Brother Mu's passion has actually lightened up his lonely and dark life a little bit, making him stop thinking about getting drunk and dying. If life wants to continue, you have to find a goal for yourself, find some fun, and find a place to care about.
Without these three things, life is meaningless.
In this way, Yang Fei began to train Brother Mu.
Every day, he takes the screams of Brother Mu as his source of happiness. The more exhausted the other party is from the torture, the more his eyes light up. At this time, Yang Fei realized that the leaders of the Tsingyi Yamen, when they newly joined, trained their state of mind.
Mu Ge'er's parents think that Mu Ge'er is crazy, and instead of being a good bricklayer, he even wished to become a monk. Is that what they can hope for? However, whether it's hard-hearted persuasion, or binding and beating, Brother Mu remains unmoved.
Later, in order to protect his first disciple from falling out completely with his family, Yang Fei gave Brother Mu a sack of copper coins. When Muge'er's parents saw a pile of yellow and orange copper plates piled up in the house, they couldn't close their mouths in surprise, and immediately agreed with Muge'er to practice with Yang Fei.
They are not greedy for Yang Fei's money, but they think that if they can casually spend so much money, Yang Fei must not be an ordinary person.
Half a year later, Qingzhou Practice College held an examination to recruit a new batch of students, and Brother Mu went to participate in the selection. Yang Fei held the wine jar in his home, and ate a chopstick and drank a jar of wine with the appetizers that Brother Mu made before he left.
Three days later, Brother Mu rushed into Yang Fei's house,
Tell the other party the good news that he was admitted.
Yang Fei seemed very calm, and only said two words: "Congratulations."
In fact, he is very clear that with the current efforts of the imperial court to build a practice academy, young people who are slightly qualified and able to endure hardships are eligible to enter the academy to practice. The only difference is whether to enter the state city practice academy or the county city practice academy.
Right now, in the entire Qingzhou City, 30% of young people can get the qualification to enter the academy to practice. Brother Mu had been trained by him for half a year, so it was a strange thing that he couldn't become a disciple of Qingzhou Cultivation Academy.
At night, Yang Fei raised his wine jar to the bright moon, and sighed: "This is the court's favor! How many young people from poor families have changed their destiny because of this, and how many monks have been added to the country! How can the dynasty not prosper in the long run?"
After saying these words, Yang Fei burst into tears.
The country is so prosperous, but he himself can only linger on his last breath, which is really a misfortune. Brother Mu has entered the practice academy and no longer needs his guidance and training. He has nothing to do but continue to be a wine worm, waiting for the moment when he is drunk to death.
In the past six months, his spirit has improved a lot. Just today, he finally mustered up the courage to sneak back to the car dealership, wanting to see what little junior sister looks like now.
He had heard a long time ago that the petite cardamom girl in the past has grown into a graceful woman, a well-known beauty, and has shown a good cultivation talent. She is expected to practice Qi in this life.
Under the pitch-black night sky, Fei Yang was lying on top of the wall like a thief.
Junior Sister's room was brightly lit, and her embroidered figure was reflected on the window screen, with a demure temperament and a graceful posture. He heard the maid of the junior junior sister tell her that among the handsome Yan Yan who came to propose marriage during this period, two of them have good family backgrounds, talents and characters.
Among them is Xu Lin, who is already at the third level of Qi training at the age of weak crown, and he will have a bright future in the future. Yang Fei found that when the maid mentioned the last person, the little junior sister's embroidered hands paused for a long time. This made his heart ache. He felt that the junior sister had intentions for that Xu Lin.
With tears streaming down his face, Yang Fei retracted his head from the wall, left the escort agency like a cat or a dog, and drank three jars of wine when he returned home, but the more he drank, the more sober he became.
He knew that Junior Sister no longer needed him, and also, he was a useless person now, a Junior Sister who was destined to have a good life, there was no reason to need him. It is good not to let the little junior sister see him, he should stay far away, so that in her mind, he is still as vigorous as before, and he can barely retain a little dignity.
In fact, in the past six months, Yang Fei has thought about cheering up many times. It's a pity that he was seriously injured at the beginning, and it was impossible to improve his cultivation base. In addition, with a broken arm, it is inconvenient to do anything, and Guangming has already closed the door to him.
In this booming country, there are bright-faced people everywhere. They have dreams and hopes, and they are working hard for tomorrow. No one will accept or care about a disabled person with no future.
After drinking the last jug of wine in the house, Yang Fei took out his saber from under the bed, and went straight to the window.
Looking up at the crescent moon in the sky, he decided to bid farewell to this world.
What's the point of living a life without hope, only to be tortured by endless pain? He is not a coward, and he used to be desperate and fought bloody battles with the enemy. He has the courage to face death and can end his life with his own hands.
Although the horizontal knife has not been maintained for many years, it is still dazzling cold, and the array of runes on the knife is still so clear, obviously it has not lost its function because it has not been used for a long time. This magic weapon, the horizontal knife, was rewarded by the Tsing Yi Yamen after Yang Fei's meritorious service, and he killed many enemies with him.
Now, the knife that kills the enemy also kills oneself.
A relieved smile appeared on Yang Fei's face, and he pulled the horizontal knife heavily in front of his neck.
Blood spilled on the moonlight.
Yang Fei was taken aback for a moment.
With this knife, only two or three drops of blood flew away, and the wound on his neck was so thin and shallow.
"How does it feel to kill yourself?" A deep voice sounded behind Yang Fei.
He turned around and looked, and couldn't help being dumbfounded, almost thinking that he was hallucinating.
The one standing at the door turned out to be Li Ye, Emperor of the Tang Dynasty!
There was a slight smile on the other party's face, just like when the two first met.
"Your Majesty...Your Majesty?" Yang Fei was startled, and hurriedly saluted, his movements were clean and neat, "Chen, Yang Fei of Tsingyi Yamen, see Your Majesty!"
Li Ye helped Yang Feixu up, looked at his excited state, and sighed regretfully: "The soldiers of my dynasty did not die on the battlefield, but they will die by their own swords in a peaceful place... . .. It's not your cowardice, it's my fault!"
"Your Majesty... Your Majesty?" Yang Fei couldn't believe that Li Ye would say such a thing, and he couldn't understand it for a while.
When Yang Fei was in a daze, Li Ye grabbed his wrist and straightened his expression, and the strength of his cultivation gushed out like a tide. Just in an instant, Yang Fei's missing left arm grew inch by inch, and his damaged foundation was repaired bit by bit.
When Li Ye let go of Yang Fei's wrist, not only did the latter have a good left arm, but his cultivation foundation was restored, and he even reached the fourth level of Qi training!
Sensing the reappearance of the majestic power that had disappeared for a long time in his body, Yang Fei burst into tears of joy, and quickly prostrated himself on the ground, his voice choked up: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your kindness! I... a useless person, I really don't dare to be like your Majesty!" Great gift, I feel ashamed..."
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With Li Ye's current strength in cultivation, not to mention letting Yang Fei regain his cultivation of qi, even if he could achieve the Realm Realm, or even the Immortal Realm, it would be just a matter of effort.
Li Ye shook his head, helped Yang Fei up again, with a bitter smile, "This is what I should do, and I was negligent before. All these years, I only wanted to lead Tang Dynasty forward, but I forgot those who used to push the emperor forward. Alright, those who have fallen behind now."
Speaking of this, when Yang Fei opened his mouth to speak, Li Ye waved his hand, "You don't need to say anything to me now, you have to meet someone right away. When I came, I saw a woman who was sneaking around outside. It should be your old friend.
"You went to visit her before, and when you came back, you showed your traces. They followed you to Changpingfang, but you didn't even notice. This is not a mistake that a cultivator in Tsing Yi Yamen should make."
Yang Fei's hands trembled.
Although Li Ye has the eyes of an emperor and can monitor everywhere, he still has no intention of peeping at the scene of Yang Fei meeting his junior sister.
When leaving Hualiu Lane, Li Ye kept frowning slightly, and the chief minister asked with concern, Li Ye said what was in his heart.
Seeing Yang Fei today, he was deeply touched, "The Tang Dynasty can stand firm and tall today, it is all due to the blood and sweat of the monks and soldiers. But when the world is prosperous, those who are injured and leave the army, But he did not get the respect and honor he deserved.
"Before, I thought that by giving them generous pensions and arranging local official positions, they would be able to spend the rest of their lives in peace. I thought of everything, but I didn't think that the most important thing to take care of is their spirit and dignity.
Speaking of this, Li Ye's eyes froze: "From today onwards, no matter whether it is the Tsingyi Yamen, the Chang'an Forbidden Army, or other monks, whoever has made meritorious service and retired due to injury, the imperial court will give him a reward according to his merit. Pills, reshape their cultivation realm!"
Da Si Ming was stunned: "This requires too many resources. Right now, the Dynasty is working hard to move forward. Such a burden is too heavy..."
Li Ye waved his hand, indicating that he had made up his mind, so she didn't need to say more.
Looking at the bright moon in the sky, Li Ye said slowly: "There are always dark corners that the sun can't reach. But if I am the god of Datang, my light should have no dead ends. Only in this way can Datang go further."