Even though Zhao Feng said he was open-minded, after he returned, he hugged his brother's soul and cried until his face was full of tears and snot. He cried like a ghost and howled louder than a ghost, which attracted the attention of everyone nearby, and they all speculated that Zhao Feng was making a fuss.

What's crazy.

"Could it be that my eldest niece's condition has changed?"

"No way, didn't Lao Zhao say that the eldest niece is fine?"

I survived the most dangerous times, but it was unreasonable that I died just when my wounds were almost healed. Someone with a bad temper kicked open the curtain of Zhao Feng's tent and saw him holding the memorial tablet and crying. He swallowed the curse words that came to his mouth.

, and exit silently.

Outside, there were people wearing pajamas and long cloaks stretching their necks.

His eyes asked what was going on inside.

The grumpy man waved his hands and sighed: "Old Zhao is thinking of his brother again, who is feeling sad inside."

When everyone heard this, their anger dissipated instantly.

We all came here through ups and downs. In those days of supporting each other through thick and thin, our relationship with each other was already extraordinary, and so was the subordinate officer. To Zhao Feng, he was a true brother and sister. How could he

Not uncomfortable?

"Let's break up. I guess Lao Zhao happened to see something today and got emotional for a moment. Let him howl and stop when he has vented enough." He waved his hand to everyone to go back to their places and not to gather here. "Gongsu is here, it's okay.

.”

Only then did everyone feel relieved.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Feng cried and howled for most of the night.

When I met Zhao Feng in the morning, I didn't forget to complain about him.

Zhao Feng's expression was as usual at this time. Not to mention his voice was hoarse from crying. His eyelids were not swollen. He rolled his eyes: "Why are you so delicate? No matter how loud I cry, I can't snore louder than you? Snoring is better than thunder, what else can I do?"

Slept like a dead pig."

The thunderous snoring can't wake you up, why are you so pretentious?

Everyone: "..."

If he were not in the military camp, he would have given Zhao Feng a good beating.

Zhao Feng went to drill the soldiers as usual, and the soldiers thought that today was just an ordinary day to prepare for war. Unexpectedly, the general seemed to have taken the wrong medicine, and the harshness made them weak in the legs after having experienced hundreds of battles. After half a day, few of them were still alive.

Standing and talking.

They suffered severe physical injuries and mental attacks. For a time, ghosts and wolf howls were heard everywhere in the school, which was no less miserable than Zhao Feng's yesterday. Zhao Feng's abnormality soon spread to Wu Xian's ears. When he heard that Zhao Feng's abnormality was caused by mourning his relatives last night,

Official, he couldn't help but look a little embarrassed, and took a break to express his condolences to Zhao Feng. The death of the official seemed to be a thorn in the side between them.

I can't pull it out, and it still hurts a lot.

Now I can only hope that I will be more enlightened.

I believe time will wash away everything.

Wu Xian rubbed the bridge of his sore and swollen nose, sighed tiredly, quickly cheered up again, and raised the corners of his lips.

His kind eyes fell on the young man waiting beside him, and he nodded to him. Before the young man could cheer for joy, he added: "It's just that the war between the two armies is about to begin, so we can only wander around Chaoliguan, and we can't run too far.

Do you understand?"

The birthday of his second son was approaching, and Wu Xian would prepare gifts for him every year. However, the child said that the army was tight and he did not want to spend money. As long as he could take him out for fun and hunting, Wu Xian smiled and said, "Apart from this, you don't want anything else?"

The handsome young man with high-spirited features shook his head, his eyes filled with the admiration of a child for his father: "It is enough for my son to have his father by his side to celebrate his birthday... My father has been so busy recently, and my son wants to meet you and say a few words to you.

It’s hard to say…”

Wu Xian's heart was slightly touched.

Suddenly he remembered that he had indeed not gotten along with his son for a long time, so he agreed to his son's request after some deliberation. When they were in Tianhai, father and son would go out hunting together from time to time, traveling through dense forests and galloping in hunting grounds. He taught his son's archery step by step.

Wu Xian sighed: "This is not a father's fault."

This son is very much like him. The father and son have a bad temper and won't give in to each other when they quarrel. But maybe he is getting older and wiser, and has learned to understand the difficulties of being a father. How can he not like this? With a birthday gift

Instead of accompanying him, I think he really missed him, and he really ignored the child. Wu Xian waved to the people around him to prepare the hunting items.

Father and son are enjoying themselves happily.

Little did he know that there was another son whose eyes were red with jealousy.

It was as if there was a dark poisonous snake entangled in his chest, wrapping around his heart. As the muscles squirmed and contracted a little bit, he had the illusion that his heart was being squeezed. Not only that, the poisonous snake was also ticking.

The poisonous juice that can make people seal their throats at the sight of blood is flowing, polluting his heart bit by bit. He questions uncontrollably in his heart, shouting filial piety, and his face is ferocious!

Jealousy and hatred distorted his features.

"Eldest Young Master?"

A male voice as clear as water awakened his sinking mind.

He suddenly woke up a little, looked at the man sitting in front of him with fear and worry, and lowered his head nervously: "I, I was distracted just now, please don't blame me..."

Qin Li's eyes were very dark at the moment, so dark that he couldn't see any specific emotions. He looked at the eldest son with pity and kindness: "You don't need to apologize, eldest son. It's not a big deal."

Zhao Feng, a cheap teacher, had no time to take care of him. The closest attendant to the eldest son was also silenced for reporting that "the second son conspired to kill the eldest son." Wu Xian believed that there was a villain around the eldest son who was bewitching their brothers and started to clean up the wall.

One batch.

Although the eldest son is still surrounded by people when he travels, there is no confidant inside, so he does not feel safe at all.

Having lost his only spiritual haven, the eldest son’s existence became more and more transparent. People who didn’t know thought he was being patronized by Cui Xiao. Compared with his younger brother, who was as shining as a pearl, the eldest son was just a star.

Worthless shriveled fish eyes, huddled in the darkest corner with no one caring about them. Who of the young men in this state can develop healthily mentally?

The eldest son's eyes were moist.

Facing Qin Li's gentleness and friendliness, his eyes grew slightly hot.

Qin Li smiled and said, "The eldest son also wants to hunt?"

The eldest son lowered his head sadly, put his hands on his knees, and said in a voice as quiet as a mosquito: "Well, I think it's just that the student's archery skills are mediocre. If I follow him, it will make my father miserable..."

When he was very young, he knew that his father liked Yunwen Yunwu's younger brother very much, and because his younger brother was the second son, he did not have the burden of inheriting the family business. Even though his father was equally strict with the two brothers, he still had strict requirements for his younger brother.

Always be gentler.

However, he had poor talent, was slow to learn anything, and had an unpleasant personality. His father looked at him with expectation at first, then gradually became disappointed, and in the end, he was even too lazy to give charity when he was disappointed. This realization made him painful, and he worked hard to learn.

When he becomes the heir, he tries hard to be a good brother, hoping to set an example for them to learn from...but it is too difficult, and he can't learn anything.

Not to mention such an outstanding second brother, even the concubine brothers of the side wife learned faster than him. It only took a few years for him to be enlightened and left him far behind. Instead, he had to learn from his younger brother. If he were

Father, he will be disappointed too.

But he doesn't understand that he is also his father's son.

In addition to his lack of outstanding performance, his admiration for his father is no less than that of his younger brothers. Why can't his father love him more? Let him be so embarrassed, let his second brother dislike him, and even try to poison him.

he……

His only loyal attendant was also silenced.

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 got into trouble, but at the same time, he also had the idea - was it possible that even his father was looking forward to it?

He dies?

Only by establishing a legitimate son can we eliminate the covetousness of concubines and cut off the source of cholera. Even the second son of a legitimate mother is regarded as a concubine. This is because only the legitimate eldest son is the eldest son. No matter whose belly they come from, the rest of the brothers are all children.

Zong. As long as he dies and no longer holds the title of legitimate eldest brother, the second brother will naturally become the legitimate heir, and others will not argue.

However, he is still alive.

He himself also wants to continue living.

Are mediocre people not qualified to live 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 into his hands, and it was not what he wanted! After so many years, how much hard work, sweat and hard work he had put in behind his back, his father could not

Have you seen it?

The strong desire to survive and jealousy became the fertilizer for his ambition. While he looked at Qin Li timidly and showed weakness in a low voice, he also hoped that the other party would show mercy to him.

He really has no one he can use!

The Qin Li in front of him was willing to show kindness, which was a life-saving straw for him! He knew very well that Qin Li had traditional concepts and had always been a supporter of the eldest son's inheritance. Although he fell out of favor with his father, Qin Li had the ability, and if he could do it for himself

By planning, his situation can be much better. No matter how bad it is, as long as the other party helps him, he can always live a better life!

His pity really made Qin Li feel a little sympathetic.

"Archery? I do know a little bit about it. If you don't mind it, eldest son, why don't you take advantage of the nice weather today to take a walk around the school grounds?"

The eldest son was overjoyed, and a little joy appeared on his face, but it was quickly suppressed by him. He couldn't get what he wanted.

As for Qin Li?

Well, he couldn't ask for it either.

Even though Qin Li was wearing a scholar's robe, he looked fragile, but there were clear outlines under the robe, and his arms could easily draw the two-stone bow. He was more than 150 steps away, and he didn't need to

Any bonus of literary spirit can easily shoot through the target. This move made the eldest son's eyes brighten, and he begged Qin Li to teach him. He realized that something was wrong and blushed slightly.
To be continued...