His voice was drowned out in the dense torrential rain.
No matter how he called, the figure of Xuanping Hou disappeared into the rain curtain.
Xiao Heng's strength was finally exhausted at this moment, he fell into a puddle on the edge of the official road, and the torrential rain hit his back mercilessly.
He held onto the stone by the side of the road tightly.
The rain was icy cold, but when it fell into his eyes and then came out, it became scalding hot.
He ultimately failed to stop him.
He still left.
It turns out that some people and some things, once missed, there is really no chance again.
It was never that he didn't cherish his son, but that the son didn't cherish his father.
He never got a chance again... Call him father.
"What did you just call me?"
A familiar voice suddenly sounded overhead, Xiao Heng was shocked, thinking that he heard it wrong, but still raised his head blankly.
He saw the Marquis of Xuanping dressed in a mink robe and a bamboo hat, riding on a high-headed steed that had accompanied him to fight in all directions.
Xuanping Hou looked at him immediately and asked again, "What did you call me just now?"
Xiao Heng picked up the hand that was tightly pressed in the puddle, and his heart sank. The emotion of grief and remorse came to an abrupt end. He turned his face away and hummed, "No...nothing."
"Nothing, then I'll go." Xuanping Hou said, tightening the reins to turn the horse in one direction.
"Father, father!"
Xiao Heng gritted his teeth.
The corner of Xuanping Hou's lips twitched, and he turned the horse around badly, and looked at his son shyly: "I chased for hundreds of miles just to call me daddy."
"It's one hundred and thirteen miles."
Not a few hundred miles.
Xiao Heng corrected him rigorously and annoyed.
The Marquis of Xuan Ping smiled a little, and he leaned over and stretched out his hand towards Xiao Heng.
Xiao Heng was so tired that he could not stand up at all.
He still had the strength to raise his hand, but Xiao Heng didn't want to ignore him.
Marquis Xuanping is thick-skinned, and his son ignores him. He can take care of his son. Besides, his son just called him Dad, how good he is.
The Marquis of Xuan Ping grabbed Xiao Heng's arm and dragged the man onto the horse's back. With his martial arts, even if he was injured, it was still more than enough to carry a big man.
The father and son rode together, and Xiao Heng sat in the back.
At this moment, father and son are truly recognized.
The Marquis of Xuanping was in a good mood, and the corners of his raised lips were no longer pressed down: "I'm going to kill someone, will you come with me or should I send you to the village downstairs to escape first?"
Xiao Heng's body was shocked, you still want to pull me when you die! How much hatred do you have with your own son!
"I can't go." Xiao Heng said sternly.
"I don't want people to know that I killed it." Xuanping Hou did not deliberately mention who he was going to kill, but he guessed that his son should know, otherwise he would not chase after King Liang's fief.
Xiao Heng said: "It's not this, it's that there will be landslides ahead soon and cause mudslides. The entire official road ahead, including the village below, will be buried by the collapsed mountains and mudslides."
The Marquis of Xuanping asked, "Who did you listen to?"
Xiao Heng said without changing his face, "I'm a Hanlin official. I'm familiar with geography, and I also understand stargazing at night."
The Marquis of Xuanping said with a half-smile, "Watching the stars at night? Isn't that a matter of the Qin Tianjian?"
"Me too." Xiao Heng said boldly.
Xuanping Hou smiled: "My son is really amazing."
This is obviously the tone of coaxing children.
As soon as Xiao Heng heard it, he understood that he didn't take it too seriously, not that he really didn't believe in himself, but that he believed more that he could break through.
The great thing about this natural disaster is that it came almost without warning. When the mountain began to slide, half of the mountain collapsed from the inside.
Xiao Heng said solemnly, "I said that if you are not allowed to go, you are not allowed to go!"
Marquis Xuanping turned his head slightly and said helplessly, "A-Heng, don't make trouble."
Xiao Heng made a fuss: "I'm injured, I can't ride a horse, and I can't get in the rain!"
The Marquis of Xuanping looked at the village below, and Xiao Heng said immediately: "The people in the village have already evacuated, and there is no doctor."
Marquis Xuanping was finally defeated: "Okay, I'll take you to the inn first."
He remembered that there was a small inn after walking back ten miles.
Xiao Heng secretly calculated the speed and distance in his heart, and a little delay should be able to avoid the landslide when he got there.
He didn't object.
Xuanping Hou rode back with his son.
As expected of a first-rank Wuhou horse, other horses were too scared to move, and it was able to jump around so happily, it was no problem to bring more people.
The last time Xiao Heng sat on Marquis Xuanping's horse was when he was a child.
The Marquis of Xuan Ping always believed that a tiger has no dog, and his son must be a tiger too!
That horse is taller than a human being. Poor little Xiao Heng was so sceptical about his life when he rode for the first time that he cried aloud!
It was Princess Xinyang who arrived in time to rescue Xiao Xiao Heng from the horse, and Xiao Xiao Heng never dared to ride a horse again.
"When did you learn to ride a horse? How many years did you learn to ride a horse?" Xuanping Hou asked.
This is the first time that the father and son have seriously mentioned the events of those years. Marquis Xuanping asked, but Xiao Heng never gave him a response.
Tonight, he responded: "Well, I learned it from Big Brother."
Xuanping Hou said: "Your elder brother..."
Speaking of this, he paused.
Xiao Heng whispered, "My name is Xiao Su."
Marquis Xuanping frowned: "Isn't his surname Cheng? It's called... Cheng... is it a dog?"
"Goudan is a nickname." Xiao Heng said, "Big brother has changed his surname."
Chen Yunniang changed it. After Cheng Su's father died, the Cheng family came to take Cheng Su to his uncle's family to raise him, and the uncle's family had no son.
Chen Yunniang was reluctant, and Cheng Su was unwilling to leave her mother, so the clan cut off the relationship.
After the horse walked for a while, Xuanping Hou suddenly said, "What happened back then... I'm sorry."
Xuanping Hou is a cheeky ancestor, but it does not mean that he can say anything at will.
There is an awkward side to his temperament, but ordinary things can't trigger his awkwardness.
Xiao Heng did not ask him whether the year he was referring to was the year he was born or the year Xiao Liulang had an accident.
Some window papers can be pierced, but some don't need to be pierced, just know each other well.
Marquis Xuanping said: "Hurry up, I'm going to speed up, don't fall off for a while."
"I wouldn't—ah—"
Xiao Heng's words were only halfway through, when Xuanping Hou clamped the horse's belly suddenly, the horse understood and ran forward quickly.
Xiao Heng fell back suddenly and was almost thrown out. He hugged Xuanping Hou's waist and abdomen almost instinctively.
In a place where Xiao Heng could not see, Xuanping Hou raised his eyebrows and smiled!
"Wait." His smile suddenly stopped, and he tugged on the reins, and the horse stopped smartly.
"What's wrong?" Xiao Heng asked.
"Did you hear?" Xuanping Hou asked with a frown.
"What did you hear—" Xiao Heng's voice stopped abruptly, "It seems like a baby is crying."
Xuanping Hou turned his head to look: "In that village!"
Hasn't the village been evacuated
He didn't hear a cry when he just ran over.
"There is a child." Xuanping Hou listened for a while and confirmed that he heard correctly, "You go first."
He rolled over and dismounted.
When he went to the official road, he didn't take the natural disaster to heart, and it was his son's turn to believe in the power of the natural disaster again.
"Riding a horse is faster!" Xiao Heng said.
"Do you still have time?" Xuanping Hou asked.
"If you find it quickly, yes." Xiao Heng said.
"Okay, sit tight." Xuanping Hou's eyes narrowed, he tightened the reins, turned his direction, and galloped towards the village below.
Unexpectedly, when the two entered the village, the crying ceased.
Xiao Heng said sternly: "The child must be tired from crying. He stopped crying for a while, and I didn't hear anything when I just passed the village."
The Marquis of Xuanping dismounted.
The father and son searched from house to house. When Marquis Xuanping found the bedroom of the eighteenth family, Xiao Heng shouted loudly from the well in the backyard: "Here!"
Xuanping Hou walked quickly to the backyard.
This is a dry well. The well is covered with a manhole cover, but it is not sealed. It can be turned over. The child should have climbed on the manhole cover and stepped on it and turned it over.
The manhole cover blocked most of the rain, but some still flowed into the dry well.
Xiao Heng went to the house to find an oil-paper umbrella and slapped it on the well. Marquis Xuanping removed the manhole cover. He planned to go down the well to save people, but found that the well was too narrow, and he couldn't get down at all because of his size.
Xiao Heng was still in the shape of a teenager, Xin Chang was thin, but he could barely get through.
"I'll go down." Xiao Heng said.
Xuanping Marquis took a rope from the saddle and tied one end to his son's waist and the other to his own waist.
Xiao Heng opened his mouth: "Your waist injury..."
"Go down." Xuanping Hou said.
The child's cry and breath were already very weak, and no one knew how long he had been at the bottom of the well, not to mention that he fell from such a high place.
Xiao Heng looked away from his waist and belly, turned and sat on the wellhead, but as soon as he swung one leg in, a cat's meow suddenly came from the bottom of the well.
Xiao Heng's hair stood on end!
Marquis Xuanping's expression became solemn, he looked at his son fixedly: "A-Heng."
Xiao Heng's legs began to tremble. He was obviously not afraid of poisonous snakes, but he was afraid of cats.
If Marquis Xuanping would have told him a few years ago, you are the son of Marquis Xuanping, don't you even have the guts
But he didn't say that tonight.
He said, "You come down, I'll think of another way."
There was no other way, and time was running out.
Right now, the child must be rescued immediately, otherwise they will either abandon the child or die with the child.
Xiao Heng grabbed the rope in front of him, gritted his teeth, and jumped down resolutely!
It was this seemingly innocuous jump that made Hou Ping's heart feel hot.
His son has grown up.
Really grown up.
It's not his size or his age, but he has truly grown into a manly man, and he is a young and promising Hanlin official.
He didn't go into battle to kill the enemy, but he also used his blood to protect the people of Zhao Kingdom.
"I found him, you can go up!"
Xiao Heng's trembling voice came from the bottom of the well.
He is afraid.
But he did not lose to his fear.
It really is my son of Xiao Ji!
Marquis Xuanping hurriedly pulled the rope and pulled Xiao Heng and the child up from the bottom of the well.
Xiao Heng's movements were very careful, after all, the wellhead was so narrow, a little carelessness might bruise the child.
He held the child high above his head.
Xuanpinghou took the child and put it on the fallen umbrella with one hand, and pulled his son up with the other.
Only then did he realize that there was a cat in his son's arms.
Xiao Heng's body was stiff and his face was pale, like a small statue that couldn't move: "Can you take it away quickly?"
Marquis Xuanping laughed out loud, grabbed the cat and put it into the bag hanging from the saddle.
The child's condition is not very good. He has multiple falls on his body. He must go to the doctor as soon as possible.
Xiao Heng found a piece of cloth from the house and put the child in his arms.
Xuanping Marquis was surprised: "Yo, you understand quite well, are you ready to be a father at any time?"
Xiao Heng rolled his eyes at him: "There is a Gu Xiaobao at home."
This child is older than Gu Xiaobao, but he should not be more than a year old. The method of taking Gu Xiaobao is also applicable to him.
The father and son walked in the direction of the official road with a child, a horse and a cat.
Just as they were about to walk out of the village entrance, a mountain in front collapsed with a bang, and a huge sound was like a dull thunder in the dark night, and the ground at the entrance of the village seemed to be shaken.
Landslides cannot reach the village, but the debris flow caused by the landslide is a disaster for this village.
"drive!"
Xuanping Hou shouted loudly.
The horse quickly set foot on the official road, and at this moment, the old banyan tree at the entrance of the village broke with a snap, and the huge tree body pressed down towards them impartially!
At the critical moment, the Marquis of Xuan Ping stepped on the stirrup and rose into the air, hugged the sturdy tree body with both hands, and knocked it away with force.
The body of the tree was successfully knocked open, but he was also pinned under the tree.
His waist injury recurred in an instant, and the wounds on his thigh and back were imminent, and his face was instantly pale.
Xiao Heng tightened the reins and stopped the horse.
He rolled over and dismounted, rushing towards him, ignoring the right foot he had slashed.
Marquis Xuanping held back the pain and said to Xiao Heng, "Let's go."
"Let's go together! I'll move the tree away!" Xiao Heng bent down, trying to pick up a tree that was thicker than him.
However, no matter how hard he tried, the tree that was pressing on Xuanpinghou's body remained motionless.
He took out a rope from the bag hanging from the saddle, tied one end to the tree, and the other to the horse, one man and one horse, pulling with all his strength.
However, this tree is too heavy and sturdy.
Xiao Heng's palm was torn, and mottled blood dripped down the rope.
The mountain in front continued to collapse, Xuanping Marquis looked at it from a distance, and said with the little remaining strength: "You go first, I will wait a while, and I will be able to push it away by myself."
Xiao Heng's eyes were red, and hot liquid rushed out of his eyes: "You lied!"
Marquis Xuan Ping smiled weakly: "Don't be so distrustful of your father... Your father is a first-rank Marquis of Martial Art... Just click on the tree... with one hand raised..."
Xiao Heng pulled the rope tightly, choked and roared: "Then lift it! Lift it!"
Xuanping Marquis Diao Erlang said with a local smile: "I told you to rest for a while... You go first... Don't let this child get wet... I finally rescued it from the bottom of the well... "
"I do not go!"
The rope was deeply embedded in the flesh and blood of Xiao Heng's palm, but he still couldn't pull it.
"I regret!"
"I should go to practice martial arts!"
"I shouldn't have gone to school! I should have grown up in a military camp!"
"You're right! Hundred and useless is a scholar!"
"I am useless!"
He cried out in despair, tears rolling down his cheeks.
Marquis Xuanping's smile disappeared from his face, he looked at Xiao Heng through the heavy rain: "I said that on purpose... I am your father... I don't know as many words as you... I can't save face... I always want you to come to practice martial arts... I am good at martial arts... You will definitely admire me... "
Xiao Heng had never heard of these words, and he had never even thought about it.
As proud as Xiao Ji, there is actually such an inferiority side.
Xu Shi felt that the deadline was approaching, and if some words were not said today, they may never have the opportunity to say them again in the future.
The Marquis of Xuan Ping tilted his head slightly, so that he could have a better last look at his son: "A-Heng, I never told you, I'm actually very embarrassed... With a son like you... Those big and bad guys always brag about their son's ability... Sigh... what can I do with my son?"
"My son can go to the Golden Palace and recite poems at the age of three... Can their sons do it?"
"My son was admitted to the National Children's Prison at the age of four... Can their son do it?"
"My son is a thirteen-year-old boy who sacrificed wine, are they those little soldiers?"
"My son is an eighteen-year-old new champion, is their son?"
"My greatest pride in my life is not my military exploits, nor my title. It's you, you are my proudest son, and always have been."
Xiao Heng's heart was about to be torn apart.
Xuanping Hou's eyes were hot and he smiled: "If you don't leave, it will be too late. Don't let me sacrifice in vain."
After he said that, he used the last of his strength to hit Xiao Heng with a palm.
Xiao Heng was sent to the horse's back by his internal force.
Xuanping Hou said to his mount: "Take him away—"
With a loud bang, the last mountain also landed, and the debris flow rolled in from behind.
The horse raised its front hooves and galloped away.
Xuanping Hou looked at his son with a smile, and the debris flowed down.
Xiao Heng turned around and shouted, "Don't—"
With a loud bang, a mudslide poured into the village.
And at this moment, a tall black shadow volleyed from the torrential rain!
(End of this chapter)