Feng Zhiwei leaned against the railing of the platform, met Qi Wei's excited and expectant eyes, and slowly took out a piece of cloth from her arms.
The cloth is old, with some dark traces, like bloodstains. Although the texture is sparse due to the age, you can still feel the thick and noble texture of the year.
Looking at the carefully folded small stack, Qi Wei suddenly began to tremble all over.
Feng Zhiwei took the stack of cloth with both hands, and handed it to him.
Qi Wei suddenly took a step back.
Feng Zhi was slightly taken aback.
Qi Wei had already knelt down, kowtowed first, and then raised his hands high, taking the small stack.
Feng Zhi looked at him with a slight smile, watching him slowly unfold the folded cloth with trembling fingers, when the cloth was fully unfolded, he suddenly trembled and froze there.
He froze, like an ice sculpture, as if he had forgotten to move.
Surrounded by silence like death, only the mountain wind howls in the air, Feng Zhiwei smiles faintly, but there is a gleam in his eyes.
After a long time, he slowly fell down on his stomach, lying on the bloody flag that had been soaked by years and flames of war, and did not move.
His shoulders trembled slightly, and after a long while, a faint trace of water slowly leaked from under his body. On the dark red cloth, a dark red mark continued to slowly expand.
A man doesn't flick his tears lightly, just because he hasn't reached the sad place.
The solitary brigade who has been living in a foreign country for nearly twenty years, the lonely wanderer who has a home in another country and cannot return, today, twenty years later, finally saw the banner that recorded all his glory and pride back then. However, in a trance, the bright young man is still yesterday, and looking back, the old man is not there, and his temples are already frosted.
There is a ray of old moonlight that was cut to pieces by fate and could not pass through Guanshan.
After a long time, Qi Wei stopped his tears, folded the flag again carefully, handed it back with both hands, and said in a hoarse voice: "Thank you, sir... I never thought that after twenty years of separation, there will be a day to see it again in my lifetime... I don’t regret dying... "
"The general is depressed!" Feng Zhiwei interrupted him, "I thought the general would cheer and dance when he saw this flag!"
Qi Wei stared at her in a daze, showing a wry smile, and muttered for a while: "What else can I do? The world is at peace, the world is peaceful, the Fire Phoenix flag is sinking, and the Fire Phoenix Army has disappeared... What else can I do?"
Feng Zhi smiled and said nothing, Qi Wei said softly: "Qiu Shuai... how are you doing now? Even though he has lost his military power, if he wants to come to Emperor Tiansheng to pay her credit, he must treat her very kindly, right?"
"She's dead." Feng Zhiwei replied in the most direct and cruel way, even with a bit of indifference.
Qi Wei was startled, staggered back, looked up at Feng Zhiwei, and exclaimed: "You lied to me, it's impossible..."
"Back then, the Huofeng Army was disbanded, and the female commander returned to Beijing." Feng Zhiwei stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the vast mountains and seas indifferently, "At first, the emperor treated her well, but later it was reported that the palace wanted to accept the female commander as a concubine. She didn't want to, so she went away to the end of the world, and came back a few years later. Her husband had passed away, and she had a pair of children. She had no choice but to take care of her brother and sister-in-law. The sons and daughters are grown up, but because of being involved in an old case of the Dacheng Crown Prince, the emperor suspected that she was harboring the orphan of the Dacheng Royal Family, and gave the Dacheng Crown Prince to death with a cup of poisoned wine, and the female commander died because of her heart..."
A bloody ending was lightly written in her mouth, but because of the lightly written words, she could feel the chill and loneliness even more. Qi Wei listened in a daze, trembling all over, his face was pale and unhuman, and he hissed for a long time Said: "Impossible... Impossible... How much credit she has given to Tiansheng... The emperor... The emperor can't be so cold!"
He said it was impossible, but he could already see from Feng Zhiwei's eyes that the most terrifying words were true, a person like Feng Zhiwei would never make fun of such things.
He stood there dazed in cold sweat, leaning against the railing of the platform, and slipped limply to the ground. He didn't even get up, so he let himself fall into the dust.
I thought that the disbandment of Huofeng would be a good thing for her. As a girl, she should return to her family, husband and children, that is her lifelong destination. I thought that she must marry and have children in the imperial capital these years, and live a happy and rich life In these years, whenever she was born, he would climb up to wish her a peaceful and happy life and a life without worries. At that time, in the hot and humid wind of Xiliang, he missed the dry snow in Tiansheng Imperial Capital, and the black-eyed girl in the snow. The woman, because of the long and satisfying longing, showed a faint and desolate smile.
She and the homeland are his distant dream, and also the dream of all the former Tiansheng tribes living in Xiliang. It is not that no one tried to go back. However, after she expelled Yin Zhiliang, she was urgently recalled back to Beijing to lift the military power. The head coach is jealous of the talents and abilities, and has long hated the accomplishments of the father and daughter of Qiu Shuai. These old generals who have been used by Qiu Shuai and his daughter and who have been scattered will be beheaded on the charge of spying in Xiliang and deserters once they return. Abandoned the city, but he was seriously injured and fled in Xiliang, and was rescued by a local woman. After his injury was healed, he drove all the way back to Tiansheng, and countless "fine work" heads were hung on the tower of Tianshuiguan. They were all his brothers and colleagues. Robe, staring at him sadly in the wind, since then he has never thought of coming back, year after year, until now.
He kept thinking that although the mountains and seas were far away, it would be hard to see them all his life, but as long as she lived peacefully somewhere in this world, he would have no regrets.
He kept thinking that he would not live long due to his illness, and when he was about to die, he tried his best to find a way to go back to the imperial capital so as not to disturb her, pretending to be a beggar, sneaking a look at her from a certain corner, and seeing her really Afterwards, she died near her, on Tiansheng's land, and she could rest in peace with a smile on her face.
He imagined the snowy imperial capital, she stopped for him as a beggar at the corner of the alley, knelt down beside him, gave him the last and fullest sympathy in his life, and burst into an intoxicated smile for that imagination.
However.
Dreams shattered so cruelly.
He was still struggling to plan that dream, the person who wanted to die by her side had already turned his beauty into dry bones, and disappeared without a trace in the whistling wind of the four seas.
He fell to the ground, feeling a hole in his heart, like old window paper, blown by the wind of fate, cracked countless holes, which could never be repaired.