dognovel Chapter 327 The rallying cry at Heshan is sounded
Chapter 327 The rallying cry at Heshan is sounded
Simple words, full of emotion—these are everyone's true feelings; who can refuse them, and who can resist them?
Wen Qilin forced back his tears and pressed them down with his hand.
In an instant, all the veterans fell silent, each one keeping their mouths shut. They didn't even have time to wipe away their tears, letting them flow freely as they continued moving without stopping. They helped each other, supporting one another, and automatically formed a line.
A moment later, the ranks were just like those in the military camp, with everyone standing in neat rows, each one as straight as a sharp arrow, ready for General Wen Qilin's inspection.
The steely-willed Wen Qilin and Wen Qiyuan hadn't shed a single tear since being falsely imprisoned and exiled, but at this moment, the two brothers finally couldn't hold back their tears.
That's it.
Flow, flow, flow as much as you can.
They say that men don't shed tears easily, but they are not sad yet.
The tears they shed were not tears of sadness, but tears of reunion and hope.
To understand why these dozens of veterans followed the Wen family so desperately, we must start from the moment they were wounded on the battlefield.
Many years ago, with a formidable enemy at the western front and in need of support, Wen Qilin led his men from the southern battlefield to rush there.
Having traveled thousands of miles from one battlefield to another, everyone was exhausted by the time they reached the western front. However, with a formidable enemy at hand, no one had time to hesitate and immediately joined the battle.
Thanks to their arrival, the front lines, which had been retreating step by step, turned the tide and won. They defended the western city of Zhongzhao Kingdom and made great contributions.
However, the team also suffered heavy casualties. Of the more than a thousand men, only a few dozen survived, and they were found among the piles of corpses on the front lines.
These dozens of people were not only seriously injured, but also in critical condition due to a lack of medicine. At that time, the military doctor in the team and the other support personnel who arrived last wanted to give up on these dozens of people. However, Wen Qilin overruled the objections and insisted on sending these people back to the nearest city for treatment.
Finally, the Ye Family Medical Clinic offered assistance, providing free treatment until the patient recovered.
That wasn't the end of it. After learning that these people had recovered, the Wei family took the initiative to help them find employment. Although the imperial court offered rewards, the livelihoods of these people remained a problem. While the Wen family could also arrange jobs for some of them in their shops or farms, each of these dozens of people had a large family involved. Therefore, the Wei family also extended a helping hand.
Therefore, the gratitude these dozens of people feel towards the Wen family over the years cannot be expressed in just a few words; it is all unspoken.
This scene at the camp gate was witnessed by several old gatekeepers, the Zhou family, and Xiao He, who was riding back on his old horse.
The sound of the old horse trotting along the road brought everyone back to reality.
He nodded, choking back tears, waved to everyone, and said in a deep voice, "Come on, come back to camp with me, back to Sihe Mountain."
To everyone, this command sounded just like the rallying cry that was sounded back then.
The crowd responded with overwhelming enthusiasm, "Back to camp—"
Wen Qilin led everyone toward the carriage.
Without Wen Qilin's arrangement, the tall, burly man at the front of the procession gave a gesture, and several people stepped out and sat in the driver's seat of the carriage, while the rest boarded the carriage in the queue.
Everyone moved swiftly and decisively, their obedience to orders ingrained in their very bones—something they had never forgotten and dared not forget.
Wen Qilin pointed to the horse beside him and turned to the tall, burly man, saying, "Datian, mount the horse."
"Yes, sir."
The tall and strong man, Song Datian, tucked his cane to his waist, took a big step forward, and suddenly leaped up, landing steadily on the saddle.
Wen Qilin laughed and said, "Well done, your skills haven't fallen behind yet."
Song Datian beamed with joy and exclaimed excitedly, "Master, hurry up and get on your horse! Let's have a race. I'll go first, shall we?"
As he spoke, Song Datian cracked his whip, gave a shout, and the horse galloped away with him.
Wen Qilin looked at the figure in the distance, his lips twitched, and he thought helplessly, "I'm riding an old horse, how can I compare to you? Really."
He turned around and said to Wen Qiyuan, "Second brother, let's set off and return to Sihe Mountain."
After everyone's carriages had set off, Wen Qilin took Xiao He's old horse and followed the caravan towards Sihe Mountain.
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The small courtyard of Grand Tutor Zhou in the capital city
Wenwen and her siblings were chatting idly about the news they had heard at the teahouse and theater in the past few days.
In the past few days, they have been hearing all sorts of ridiculous and embarrassing stories that have happened in the inner courtyards of powerful and wealthy families.
It was nothing more than the eldest son of the family having an affair, which was discovered by the wife, leading to a family brawl that resulted in a death and eventually alarmed the authorities.
Another family's servant and young lady were caught having an affair. The young lady's future husband beat the servant half to death and then publicly broke off the engagement. The young lady eventually drowned herself in the river.
The Wen siblings found all sorts of gossip and news uninteresting.
The sun was about to set, and the group of people stared at each other in the room. Suddenly, Wenwen asked a question.
"Brother, is our great-grandfather coming back today?"
Last night, Grand Tutor Zhou and Zhou Yanzhi left the courtyard in the middle of the night, but they didn't know where they went.
That's why I asked this question.
Wen Chengjian: "I don't know. What's wrong? Do you need to see your great-grandfather?"
Wenwen shook her head. "It's nothing. There's nothing going on in the capital. My second brother and I are planning to go back to the valley."
Wen Chengbin: "Big brother, Grandfather asked us to take my uncle to the Yanqian Mountains when we go back this time."
Wen Chengjian pondered for a moment and said, "It's time to go. My uncle has been stuck on the third level for a long time. If he has an opportunity in the mountains and breaks through to the fourth level, that would be great. When do you plan to leave?"
Wenwen: "I was planning to do it tonight."
Wen Chengbin: "We can wait until the end of midnight and see if our great-grandfather comes back."
After that, the group meditated until late at night.
It was almost midnight, and there was still no movement outside.
Just as the group was losing hope, Wenwen sensed movement several dozen feet away, which sounded like footsteps.
Upon closer inspection, besides Grand Tutor Zhou and Zhou Yanzhi, there was another person.
“My great-grandfather and my great-great-grandfather have returned, along with another person.”
After about the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the group entered the courtyard and went straight to Grand Tutor Zhou's study.
Half an hour later, the guard knocked on the door. "Gentlemen, the Grand Tutor requests that you move to the study."
When Wenwen and her two siblings stepped into the study, they realized who had come with them.
"I've met the Marquis."
It turned out to be Yao Shengzhi, the father of Yao Changhao, the eldest uncle of the emperor, and the Marquis of Dongbo.
This time, Lord Yao did not wear a cloak or black clothes. He did not appear with the Crown Prince. He was just a leisurely marquis, a member of the royal family who enjoyed a life of leisure.
The three siblings stood at the door, somewhat at a loss. Lord Yao used to always have a smiling face, but now, seeing them enter the study, his face quickly darkened, and he reprimanded them.
"You lot have some nerve!"