The fiefdom increases by 1 soldier in 1 second, and the empress kneels down and begs not to rebel

Zhang Li was a little absent-minded. After his daughter's words, he had mixed feelings in his heart, but for a moment he didn't know what to say.

Does the daughter mean that the deer is not doing well now?

Obviously, there is nothing wrong with these remarks...

In the silence, Zhang Zisheng continued:

"Dad, my second brother had a quarrel with you, and then he left home for several years and never came back, nor did he send you a letter."

"Now that these years have passed, have you ever thought about it?"

As soon as these words came out, Zhang Li's breath froze, and there was a lump in his throat. Before he spoke, his thoughts were pulled back to a day a few years ago.

That day was a midsummer night, but there was no sound of insects or birds. It was a thunderstorm night.

The rain was heavy, almost like pouring water, the rain rolled down, thunder rumbled in the sky, lightning flashed and thundered in the deep night sky, and the thick thunder and lightning threatened to tear the sky apart.

In the backyard, the scene of the quarrel between his second son Zhang Ye and him was still vivid in his mind.

That day, in the heavy rain, Zhang Ye's eyes were red and his whole body was soaked by the rain. He knelt in the rain and shouted hoarsely:

"Dad! You are being foolishly loyal! Being foolishly loyal is not loyalty! It is stupidity!"

"Today's Jin family has long lost the innocence of the past. They only care about rights! They no longer care about the people!"

"Jin Fengluan thinks he is a little clever and can play with people's hearts, but he is short-sighted, has no mind, and has no ability to save others!"

"Now that she is on the throne, she collects exorbitant taxes, builds palaces, and uses the whole world to support her Jin family! Sooner or later, Da Gan will fall apart in her hands!"

"Two years ago, in the Battle of Huichang, my eldest brother and Jin Jianren led troops to fight, but in the end my eldest brother died in an unknown way. Then Jin Jianren only said that he was ambushed by enemy soldiers, which is nonsense!"

"Obviously it was a great victory, but the eldest brother, as the commander-in-chief, was killed by the enemy soldiers. One of his lieutenants came back unscathed, and then he was rewarded with bounties, silver, and land! He took all the credit, and the eldest brother still ended up blindly committing suicide. Big, underestimate the reputation of lying in wait for the enemy!"

"Every time General Huwei wins a battle, he is immediately transferred to fight the next more difficult battle! He wins the battle, and Huang Long, an incompetent man, follows behind to take advantage and seize the battle credit!"

"Just because Huang Long listens to her in everything, he is a true dog slave under her!"

"If General Huwei had obeyed her orders and marched, he would have died on the battlefield long ago!"

"Dad! Don't you understand, or are you pretending not to understand? Are you loyal to the true master? Is such a monarch worthy of your allegiance?"

Zhang Li still remembers that when his son said this, he scolded him severely and even picked up a whip and whipped him.

The rain was falling heavily, and under the roaring thunder, the whip never stopped, but Zhang Ye stopped talking, just lowered his head and let the whip fall on him.

The daughter was crying and blocking him. The younger son Zhang Jian was stopping the second brother and told him to stop talking, but he was filled with anger and whipped him one after another, scolding him for being unfaithful and unfilial.

It wasn't until his son's clothes were blood-red and he fell in the rain that he threw down the whip.

But even so, he still remembered what his son said intermittently when he fell to the ground:

"Dad, I...I...the one we want to be loyal to should not be to any one person, but to the people of this world..."

"The common people are like the ignorant and disorderly sheep, so we just need to help the leader to lead them. If the leader is a wolf, then we are the executioners of the wolf, helping it to raise its flesh and blood."

These words were drowned out by the thunder and rain, but I didn't hear a word.

After that day, Zhang Ye left home, and there was no news from him for several years...

When my thoughts reached this point, a gust of wind blew by.

It blew towards Zhang Zisheng's peaceful face, bringing up a strand of her black hair, and also blew through a strand of white hair scattered on Zhang Li's temples.

The wind was still blowing, blowing into the ancestral hall. One of the tablets may have been unstable before and fell to the ground.

Zhang Zisheng walked over quickly. She picked up the tablet and saw a trace of dust on it. She immediately took out a handkerchief and wiped it.

That is the memorial tablet of my eldest brother Zhang Ran, who was not yet thirty when he passed away.

Just like his name, until the last moment of his life, he was still burning on the battlefield of expelling foreigners and defending Daqian.

It's just that he didn't get a good reputation at the beginning. Zhang Zisheng said nothing and wiped the tablet carefully.

In the middle of wiping, an old arm stretched out, it was Zhang Li's hand.

"Let dad come."

Zhang Li spoke softly with a hoarse voice, then took the handkerchief from his daughter's hand, straightened the tablet and began to wipe it carefully.

Zhang Zisheng stood quietly aside, watching his father wipe the tablet with a calm expression.

The tablet is not very big, but Zhang Li wiped it back and forth, inside and out, without leaving a single spot, although there was no trace of dust on it anymore.

After a long time, he finally finished wiping it, then picked up the tablet and began to put it on the table.

Maybe it was the previous gust of wind, or maybe it was the "fame" that Zhang Ran lost during his lifetime. Zhang Li's hands were trembling a little. He placed the tablets several times until he confirmed that the tablets were placed correctly before he put down his hands.

He raised his head and looked at each tablet with tear-filled eyes.

There are many tablets, and several generations of people are here, and the youngest generation, except the eldest son Zhang Ran, is the youngest son Zhang Jian.

The youngest son Zhang Jian died in the hands of Hu Ma from Beiliang. At that year, he was not yet twenty, but he was still a good man full of passion.

Perhaps due to the influence of his eldest brother Zhang Ran, his sword is sharp and his spirit is unparalleled.

Before leaving, he said that he would never go home until Hu Ma was defeated.

Who would have expected that those would be the last words he left.

That was five years ago, and Zhang Li still remembers that before his youngest son went to Beiliang, there was always a young man by his side.

The young man always wants to compete with him in martial arts. Although he is not old, he has good martial arts skills. After all, he is the son of General Huwei.

At that time, I stood aside and watched them compete with each other with a smile many times. Now that I think about it, it was really a wonderful time.

When I was a young man with fresh clothes and a horse in anger, I lived up to my youth and knew it.

Two good men, one big and one small, went to the battlefield one after another, all fighting for Daqian and the people.

It was a pity that the younger son died in the hands of Huma soon after, and three years later, General Huwei also died in the battle of Fuso.

After that, the young man was also put under house arrest in the capital for two years.

But now, the young man has led his army to the Beiku Grassland, wiped out all the Hu horses, and fulfilled his son's legacy.

Clouds and mist from the past flooded into his mind like a tide, echoing in Zhang Li's heart.

After all, that old and vicissitudes of face could not withstand the flood of past events. Tears had already filled the eyes and slid silently down the cheeks.

Zhang Li touched the tablet and said in a trembling voice:

"Jian'er, daddy has good news for you. Your friend, Qin Ze, has wiped out all the wild horses."

"Beiliang, no, I'm going to work hard. There will be no more Huma chaos in the future. The people, finally don't have to worry about it, haha."

Although it was laughter, it was mixed with sobs and seemed like crying.

Zhang Zisheng stood aside, her expression calm. She walked to her father, took out a handkerchief from her arms, and gently wiped away her father's tears.

And Zhang Li's sobs finally turned into full-blown crying at this moment.

"Dad is wrong, dad is foolish and loyal!"

"Ye'er is right. Now Da Gan will really be defeated by her."

Zhang Zisheng's calm eyes flashed slightly and said calmly:

"I don't know who will win the deer. My daughter thinks it's time for Qin Ze to take the deer."

Zhang Li's eyes turned red and he finally nodded.

"Dad, send a letter to Qin Ze." Zhang Zisheng said with a calm face.

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PS: Thank you all for your reminder! It seems like it won’t work if you don’t work harder. I’ll add an update today!

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