Wuyi Lane is difficult to demolish because of the gathering of powerful people, so the pattern has not changed much. However, it has also been surrounded by high walls, which seems to be quite harmonious with the orderly pattern of the entire Jiankang City.

"When the wanderer returns home, the scenery has changed, and it is really a lot of nostalgia."

Wen Fangzhi went to the mouth of Wuyi Alley, and saw the square gate that had been built and the square wall that was still under construction, and couldn't help but pause and said with emotion.

When the family members heard this, their expressions were wonderful, Ah Lang sighed, if they didn't know the inside story, they thought they were away from home for many years and traveled thousands of miles, but breaking their fingers was less than a month away from home, and even the teeth had not been worn!

Wen Fangzhi didn't know how his family slandered, sighed for a while, and then rode into the workshop. The scenery in the workshop has not changed much, the wide streets and alleys are constantly driven back and forth, and the ceremonial guards of each house are also more prosperous, although it is still the old scenery, but the mood is different after all.

Thinking of being expelled from the house in the past, I was panicked like a lost dog, but this time I returned, I was full of honor and spirit! The good horse under the crotch was captured in front of the battle, and the armor on his body was also peeled off from the enemy commander!

This armor is slightly old, the armor-piercing rope leather or black-brown due to too much blood, there is no lack of splitting and chiseling marks on the nail piece, no matter how you wash it, there is a lingering bloody breath, and it is slightly unfit when draped on the body, and the action of a large skirt armor will collide with the instep.

But Wen Fangzhi still loves this armor, because this armor has its own story, representing the impassioned years of his first battle in Jiangbei. Although he was not so generous when he thought about it, after all, he was too young, two years younger than Shen Yun, and he was always confined in the camp until he was cleaned up the battlefield before he was released to be used as a miscellaneous soldier...... But the spirit is generous, and the mood is excited!

"It's Ah Lang, Ah Lang is home!"

When the group arrived at the door of their house, after the Hakka family in the courtyard saw Wen Fang, they were already smiling and cheering, some rushed into the house to report the news, and some rushed down to greet them.

"I'll come back......"

Syllable!

Wen Fangzhi raised his whip to say hello to his family, and then made a gesture to turn over and dismount, but he didn't expect the movement to be too big, and the war horse under his crotch rushed to the ground, and he fell back on the horse. He clung to the saddle with palpitations, and waited until his family held the reins and stabilized the horse, and then carefully dismounted with the help of others.

Down-to-earth, warm and bold, patted the shoulder of the family with a happy face beside him, and was just about to open his mouth to encourage a few words, his vision suddenly darkened, and the bridge of his nose was hit by a hard object.

"Hurry up and prepare a new shirt for hot soup, and take off Ah Lang's armor and bathe and change clothes!"

The family also saw that Wen Fangzhi's clothes and armor were too ill-fitting, and while hugging him inside, they loudly ordered the servants to do things.

"You don't have to, since you have been in the army, you should be treated for battle, and you can't be comfortable!"

Wen Fangzhi propped up his pocket with both hands, moved back a few points cautiously, said with a straight face, stood in the courtyard door and watched left and right for a moment, and asked in a low voice: "Grandpa didn't enter the stage today, right?" ”

"The Lord lies idle in the atrium."

Hearing his family's answer, Wen Fangzhi breathed a sigh of relief, his attitude was naturally to show his father, if the most important audience was missing, he would naturally feel bored. Knowing where his father was, even if he patted away the hands of his family members who came to help him remove his armor, he held his loose skirt in both hands, and his head was held high to avoid the hood from falling, so he walked all the way to the atrium.

"Brother, brother! You're finally home, we planted flowers and trees years ago, and we finally pulled out new shoots! ”

A young man in a thin shirt rushed out of the side porch, shouting and waving to Wen Fangzhi, it was Wen Fangzhi's brother Wen Shizhi.

Hearing this shout, Wen Fangzhi's face also showed joy, looked sideways, and the hood fell down again, he held the hood with one hand and beckoned to Wen Shizhi with the other, signaling his family to help lift the skirt armor that had been smashed on the instep, and then said with a smile: "Erlang, I haven't seen you for a long time, I have grown taller again, and I have a slight Ding male posture." During the days when I was not at home, it was really hard for you to comfort my old father and take care of the family business. ”

When Wen Shizhi heard this, he saw Brother A's strange posture again, and his childish face already showed some doubts, this person in front of him was his brother?

"Erlang, you have to grow up quickly, and in the future, you will run north and south, and you will know that the world is big, far from being a corner of the court. Flowers and trees, they are all children's idle plays, and my brother doesn't love them anymore. Come, I have a gift for you here, which is the bamboo horse I made for you by cutting the green bamboo in the Tuzhong battlefield. The bamboo of Jiangbei was born in the bitter cold and grew up in turmoil, which is far more tenacious than Jiangdong! ”

After crossing the river, in Wen Fangzhi's mind, the weeds in Jiangbei are much more lush than in Jiangdong, he held Dou Wan and patted Wen Shizhi's shoulder, and said with a little weakness: "Don't you think that Brother Crossing the River, just cutting bamboo for you to make a bamboo horse, Brother Brother is very busy, and there are too many soldiers he leads, uh...... Go play by yourself, and I'm going to visit my father and tell me what I've seen and heard. ”

At this time, in the attic of the atrium of the Wen Mansion, Wen Qiao was standing at the window looking at his son from afar, although he couldn't hear the sound of speech clearly, but looking at his strange dress and posture, he could also guess his mentality. He pointed to his son who was walking to the attic and scolded with a smile: "This little boy crossed the river once, and there is no lack of madness when he returns home. ”

There is no shortage of Wen's protégés in the building, although Wen Qiao is scolding, but his demeanor is full of joy, and even he laughs: "The first battle in Jiangbei is indeed exciting, and it is fortunate that Lang Jun can return from danger in his young years." The youthful spirit is enough to boast. ”

After Wen Qiao heard this, he already laughed, waved his hand and said, "Everyone, please step back for the time being, this little gimmick is really unsightly." ”

Wen Fangzhi walked all the way in the ill-fitting clothes, and saw some of his protégés along the way, all of whom smiled reservedly, but when they reached the front of the building, their steps involuntarily slowed down. Although on the way back to the capital, Yu Manzhi, Xie Yi, Shen Yun and others are all teaching him how to face his father after returning home, and he is also proficient in practice, but it is close at hand, after all, the old father is too heavy, and he hesitates in his heart.

"Say it boldly, it is difficult for the slave and fierce soldiers to hurt the ambition of my generation, and the old father of the Ru family is not a feud, will he still eat your flesh and blood!"

Yu Manzhi's words of encouragement echoed in his mind, Wen Fangzhi was full of fighting spirit, and walked into the building with his head held high, laughing out loud in his mouth, but after entering the hall and seeing his father on the half-couch, the laughter stopped abruptly.

"Why don't you laugh?"

Wen Qiao put down the scroll he had picked up temporarily and looked up at his son.

"Haha, haha......"

When Wen Fangzhi heard this, he immediately laughed dryly twice, but the laughter was too astringent, far less powerful than in the rehearsal, he licked his somewhat dry lips, raised his head suddenly, and fell again, he couldn't see his father's appearance, but he became bold again, and even paused and said: "Haha!" I still remember that my father drove me away from home, panicking like a dead dog, and my father did not expect that the child would be able to go north to fight slaves and return with honor......"

After saying this, Wen Fangzhi felt that the room was surprisingly quiet, and his heart was still palpitating, and his vision flickered, and when he turned his head, he saw that the dou was already in his father's hand, and the other hand was holding a bamboo cane, and he was already panicked in his heart, and he hurriedly turned around and ran to the side: "Yu Changmin, Shen Yunxian taught me...... Grandpa, don't ...... Yes! ”

After a while, Wen Fangzhi sat on the seat dejectedly, and the hot pain in his buttocks was almost unstable, but when he saw that his father was still holding a bamboo cane and tapping on the desk, he subconsciously tightened his somewhat loose armor and began to cautiously talk about the history of the first battle in Jiangbei.

Wen Qiao is also listening carefully to his son's story, asking a few questions from time to time, and with his son's immersive narration, he inevitably knows more about this battle. When he heard that Wang was guilty of pleading, his brows couldn't help frowning slightly, and when he heard the final argument, his brows stretched again.

"Shen Weizhou knows that soldiers are good at driving, and it is also a good thing that you can follow him to increase your knowledge."

Hearing that his father's tone was gradually gentle, Wen Fangzhi breathed a sigh of relief, and then nodded again and again: "Yes, yes, what my father said is exact!" The horses are appropriately mobilized, compassionate to the public, and the soldiers and soldiers are admired and admired bravely. ”

Wen Qiao shook off the bamboo cane, moved his somewhat weak arm, and couldn't help but sigh that his son was gradually growing up, and he was no longer strong. In previous years, it was easy and effortless to chase and fight, but now it is a little impossible to catch up.

Wen Fangzhi peeked at his father's face and gradually became happy, which could be regarded as a sigh of relief. However, Xuan even listened to his father scolding: "When Lao Tzu led the crowd in fierce battles and made many contributions, the boy had not yet been conceived. Crossing the river to be a miscellaneous military service envoy, and dare to go home to be crazy? ”

"Don't dare, don't dare! It's all bad friends trapping me, how dare I underestimate my relatives! ”

Wen Fangzhi waved his hand again and again, at this time the waiter held the decoction and tended to enter, he was busy stepping forward to serve the medicine, and when he saw that his father's sideburns had gray hair, and there was no lack of wrinkles on his forehead, he felt a sour in his heart, and said emotionally: "My son will return to the capital this time to report success, and he can only live for a short time, and he will return to the army later." If you can't be in front of your knees, please ask your father to take good care of this body, and wait for his son's good news to spread frequently! ”

When Wen Qiao heard this, there was no lack of emotion in his heart, and he raised his hand to pat his son on the shoulder to encourage a few words, and then heard Wen Fangzhi say: "Wang Shike, the restoration of the Central Plains is by no means a short time. The son will keep this ambition, dare not slack off, and wait until the day of success, even if the parents are not caught for many years, they will be buried in the coffin and buried in the countryside! ”

"Boy begging to beat!"

Hearing this, Wen Qiao's heart was full of fatherly love, and he grabbed the bamboo cane again, so there was another howl and begging for mercy in the attic.

After this hearty beating, Wen Qiao's long-term illness was unexpectedly refreshed, and he threw off the bamboo cane and pointed at his son and said with a smile: "Go down and rest." The old father is lying in the empty court, and he is also bored, tomorrow you go to invite the Yu family and the Shen family to come over to see you, and I will also see these Jiangbei Xingong backwards! ”

When Wen Fangzhi heard this, he was already busy nodding, not because he was afraid of his father's might, but because he hoped that his son could help him avenge the enmity of these bad friends!