The General Is Here [Rebirth]

When Shi Heruo pushed the door and entered, Shi's father was raising his hand and dropped a white ball. Seeing someone coming, Shi Qizhang slightly raised his head and glanced at Shi Heruo, then waved at Shi Heruo: "You are here Sit down and play chess with your father."

Although Shi Heruo didn't know why his old man invited him to play chess in the study in the middle of the night, he didn't dare to go against the old man's wishes.Besides, he is feeling depressed now, and he doesn't know how to vent it, so playing games at the moment is a good way to relieve his worries.Shi He Ruo took a few deep breaths, calmed down his emotions, and walked up to the couch.

"You are black, I am white." Shi Qizhang picked up the white pieces on the chessboard one by one and put them into the chess jar.

"Yes, father." Shi He weakly nodded, gathered the remaining sunspots on the chessboard into the palm of his hand, picked up one with two fingers and landed it firmly on the chessboard.

Candles flicker, and lanterns lightly fall.

It was already the third game——Shi Qizhang slowly picked up the sunspots surrounded by white pieces and eaten one by one.Steady voice:

"You lost again."

"Yes, father." Shi Heruo looked down at the situation on the chessboard—there were few black pieces scattered and defeated, and white pieces were everywhere, occupying most of the country.

"Blindly attack, don't know how to retreat." Shi Qizhang said lightly: "Do you have something on your mind?"

Shi He Ruo pursed his lips, so that he would be silent, and it took him a long time to say two words: "No."

It would be strange if it didn't, but Shi Qizhang didn't point it out.Collecting all the black stones on the chessboard, he leaned forward to take the chess pot from Shi He Ruo's hand: "In this game, I am black and you are white."

"Yes." Shi Heruo reached out to take the white chess jar handed over by Shi Qizhang.

Sunspots come first, and Shi Qizhang falls first.

Shi He Ruo took a deep breath: just now he was agitated in his heart, and all of a sudden he just wanted to kill and fight fiercely, without thinking about defense.But Baizi is like a frog boiled in warm water, step by step, methodical, seemingly casual without any killing intent, but in fact, his steps are exquisite, with hidden secrets, once united, it is a big move to trap and kill the enemy.

The first three rounds were defeated one after another. Shi Heruo calmed down and stopped being reckless all of a sudden. When a white piece was about to fall in his hand, Shi Qizhang, who was sitting opposite, suddenly said faintly: "The sage is at the banquet today. Made that kid Li Changxiao a fourth-rank General of Huaihua Zhonglang."

Shi He Ruoxin was startled, the white piece in his hand fell, and his expression was stunned: "When did that kid Chang Xiao come back, why didn't he come to see me?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, He Ruo was startled and realized that he had slipped his tongue. He hastily covered it up, and reached out to pick up the white pieces that fell on the chessboard: "I mean...he didn't come to see the third brother. After all, the third brother was alive. We are friends with him, aren't we?"

Shi Qizhang pressed Shi He Ruo's hand that was about to pick up the son, and said slowly: "I have no regrets."

"I accidentally dropped it, so it doesn't count!" Shi Heruo quickly argued after hearing this.

Shi Qizhang didn't listen, and still pressed Shi He Ruoyu's hand to pick up Baizi, and emphasized again slowly: "I have no regrets."

"Father, you deliberately tricked me!" Shi He weakly refused.

Shi Qizhang still had a calm expression on his face: "Soldiers are not tired of deceit. And what I said is true, the kid from Changxiao returned to the capital about five or six days ago. This time he defeated the coalition forces in the northern border - everyone praised him for being young He is brave and promising, busy trying to curry favor with him. Besides, he has gone on a long-distance battle and finally returned home, so he has a lot of business to deal with, so of course he won't be able to come to the house for a while."

"Otherwise, according to his temperament, I'm afraid he will come here within half a day after he got home..." Shi Qizhang dropped his hands and glanced at Shi Hewei before continuing: "I just came to see your third brother."

Shi Heruo was a little taken aback by Shi's father's glance, and always felt that the old man had some deep meaning when he said this.But fortunately, Shi Qizhang only glanced at Shi Hewei and then withdrew his gaze, his eyes were still fixed on the chessboard on the table.

Shi He Ruo took a deep breath, secretly calmed himself down, slowly pulled out his right hand that was being held down by the old man, and took another white piece from the chess jar: "Father is right, it's because the child didn't think carefully. "

Shi Qizhang nodded slightly, waiting for Shi He Ruozi.

When Shi Heqiang was about to drop his piece, he was taken aback when he saw the situation of the chessboard clearly—it turned out that he just accidentally missed a piece, not only lost a great opportunity to chase down the opponent's piece, but also sold a flaw to the opponent .

What's even worse is that the opponent didn't let go of this great opportunity, and firmly grasped his loophole - and started to launch the first killing move.

Shi He Ruo Deng's face was as white as paper, and he was in doubt - a white piece was held between his fingers, and he looked at the chessboard over and over again, but he didn't know where the white piece in his hand should land.

"It's not too late to make up for it." Shi Qizhang picked up the teacup next to the chessboard, bowed his head and took a sip.

Suddenly, Shi Heruo suddenly felt like a cloud opened up in his heart and saw the sun—became clear.

A white piece landed firmly on the chessboard.

"Take advantage of its unpreparedness and attack its weak point."

"Cutting off Zhonglian, making it isolated."

"Use the plan to plan, and use the way of the person to treat the person's body."

Under Shi Qizhang's guidance, Baizi gradually reversed the situation, and Shi Heruo couldn't help but get excited, rolling up his sleeves with high spirits.

"It's late at night," Shi Qizhang flicked his sleeves on the chessboard, messing up the game: "No more."

"What? Father, you..." Shi Heruo was in high spirits, but he didn't want his old man to pour such cold water over his face.

Looking at the black and white pieces on the chessboard, they have already changed positions and are in a mess.Shi Heruo couldn't help being angry from the heart, and was about to explode, but calmed down again.

My old man was so weird today, he came out of the palace to invite himself to play chess instead of going back to his room to sleep, and while playing chess, he deliberately used Li Changxiao to deceive himself.

When the chess game was in full swing, he swept the chessboard again and couldn't say anything.

Shi Shenshou discovered his identity first, how could the old man be so shrewd and still not aware of it?Could it be that you are testing yourself today?

Shi Heruo had a lot of thoughts in his mind, but Shi Qizhang's expression was still calm and calm, and he couldn't see any other emotions at all. He just stretched out his hand and slowly picked out the messy sunspots on the chessboard one by one, and put them in his hands. In the chess box next to it: "Do you have any wishes for the new year?"

Shi Heruo was stunned: "Father is asking me?"

"Yeah." Shi Qizhang nodded his head: "Let me tell my father, it won't happen that you come again in the new year but you don't have any plans?"

wish.My wish is naturally——

When I am drunk, I turn on the lamp to watch the sword, and dream of returning to the company of blowing horns. 【1】

Even though he was young and high-spirited and didn't know the dangers of the battlefield, he still yearned to one day be able to kill the enemy and become the country. During the reign of Xue Shunhe, Emperor Wen Yang was ashamed of losing the south to the north!

Can……

But now I am finally trapped between this square inch house - not to mention going to the battlefield to kill the enemy, I am afraid that I will not even be able to step out of this capital.

Thinking of this, Shi He Ruo couldn't help feeling a little discouraged, lowered his head, and said, "My son's wish... I'm afraid it will never come true in this life."

"In ancient times, those who set up major events not only have talents that transcend the world, but also have perseverance." [2] Shi Qizhang's voice was slow: "If you don't have a firm belief in your heart, how can you wait for the right time? arrival?"

When Shi Heruo heard this, his heart was greatly touched, and then he bowed his head and saluted Shi Qizhang: "I know my mistake, thank you father for your guidance."

"Well, it's late at night. Go back to your room and have a good rest." Shi Qizhang nodded, and continued: "Although your chess skills are not bad, you are too reckless, not thorough enough in doing things, and lack of calmness. You are too easily influenced by your opponent. More practice is needed. I will teach you well in the next few days, and you must remember them all in your heart, and you must not be sloppy."

Shi Hewei was a little perplexed by the fact that his old man suddenly wanted to focus on his chess skills. He wanted to ask the reason but was afraid of missing the mark, so he bowed his hands in response.

When Shi Qizhang saw that Shi He Ruo agreed, he waved his hand to signal Shi He Ruo to back down, then closed his eyes, stretched out his hand and pressed his forehead, his face looked a little tired.

"Father is tired, my son will take you back to the house?" It was rare for the old man to see such a tired look. Shi Heruo felt a little uneasy in his heart, so he hurriedly walked to Shi Qizhang's side, trying to help him up.

"No, I have to stay in this study for a while. You go back to the room first." Father Shi waved his hand and refused.

Shi Hewei had no choice but to let go: "Then father will go back to the house to rest after staying for a while?"

The old man's complexion was really not that good, and the tiredness between his brows and eyes was even more obvious.

"Okay, okay." Shi's father smiled and responded repeatedly.

Seeing that his old man agreed, Shi He Ruo felt a little more at ease, so he resigned and wanted to leave.But before he took a few steps, the voice behind him stopped: "Wait, you..."

Hearing the sound, Shi He Ruo turned around and saw his old man beckoning to him: "Come here."

Shi He Ruo thought that his old man had some orders, so he hurried over, but saw the old man reached out and patted Shi He Ruo's body, motioning him to bend down.

"If your chess skills have improved a lot in the past few days and you can win a game with me. Then I will promise you one thing for my father, and you can do anything. If you want the Dragon Roar Gun..." Shi Qizhang reached out and touched his head Shi Hewei's head slowly opened his mouth and said.

"Longxiao gun? Dad...ah no, father, are you really... really willing to give it to me?!" When Shi He Ruo was very excited, he immediately straightened up.

When He Ruo was so excited, there was a reason for his excitement.

The Long Xiao Spear was not a precious weapon, but it was the weapon used by Qizhang in the battle to retake the eight prefectures of Heihe and the seven counties of Nanshan when he led troops to recapture the southern slaves in the massacre.

Long Xiaotian shot out of the gun, and Nan Nu's soul was broken.

This gun was actually handed down from generation to generation in the Shi family, and it was only in Shi Qizhang's generation that it really showed its prestige.

There is a dragon in the name of the spear, and the zodiac sign of Shi Qizhang is also a dragon.So the people in the Heihe area and on the edge of Nanshan privately called Shi Qizhang "General Shuanglong".

Loved by the common people and admired by the enemy - Shi Qizhang was naturally happy in his heart.I was just worried that the word "dragon" would offend the majesty of the emperor if the word "dragon" was too bold, so I had to change the name of Longxiao gun to Shi's gun later.

But for Shi Heruo, for the defeated Nannu, and for the people who were rescued—the gun in Shi Qizhang's hand was called Long Xiao Gun.

Father Shi smiled slightly: "Yes. But the condition is - you beat me in chess, you know?"

"I know, I know, my child knows." Shi Heruo was so excited that he hurriedly nodded in response.

"Then it will depend on your performance in the next few days." Shi Qizhang patted Shi Hewei on the shoulder.

"Okay! I'm sure I won't let my father down!" Shi Heruo was full of confidence and excitement, but when he raised his eyes, he happened to meet Shi Qizhang's sideburns.

The silver threads are so distinct——

When did my old man's hair turn gray so much?Shi He Ruo panicked, and hurriedly said: "Although my father has taught me how to play chess these few days, you must have a good rest."

"Father knows." Shi Qizhang replied with a smile.

When Shi He Ruo saw that Shi's father should also know what he knew, he stopped talking, told the ceremony again and stepped back.However, when his hands touched the door frame, a familiar dialogue suddenly appeared in his mind.

"Today is the Lantern Festival. If there is anything you three brothers want to play or eat, just say it. As long as it is not too much, I will promise you all."

"I'm greedy, I want to eat the lily osmanthus cake from South Street." Shi Shenshou saluted Shi's father and said in a warm voice.

"Lily osmanthus cake? Isn't that what elder sister Taohong likes to eat? Eldest brother also likes to eat it?" Shi Heruo rolled his eyes, and then mentioned his own: "As for me, I want to see you beat me again The set of punches I played in the yard a few days ago."

"Second brother, it's your turn, what do you want?" Shi Heruo raised his hand and gently bumped Shi Yushou who was silent at the side with his elbow.

At that time, Shi Yushou hadn't lost his voice due to an accident, and his voice was still clear and pleasant, but he couldn't answer: "I...I..."

"What about me, second brother, tell me quickly. Anyway, no matter what you ask, Dad will agree to you! Don't be afraid!" Seeing that Shi Yu kept me silent for a long time, Shi He couldn't help being anxious.

Shi Yushou closed his eyes, and finally said: "I...have nothing to want."

"Second brother! How can you not want anything! Didn't dad say that he would agree to it if you mention it?" After the dinner, six-year-old Shi Heruo tugged at seven-year-old Shi Yushou's sleeve and said.

"But didn't my father say that he would only agree if it wasn't too much...my...I'm afraid my father wouldn't agree..." Shi Yushou smiled wryly.

"What can be too much! Second brother, tell me!" Shi Heruo patted himself on the chest.

"I want... I want to see a portrait of my mother..."

"A portrait of Auntie?" Shi He Ruo said, "What's so unreasonable, I'll ask my father for it!"

"Don't! Don't go!" Shi Yushou hurriedly grabbed Shi Heruo: "Forget it, forget it. I have only seen the portrait of Aunt He in my father's room, and my mother is..."

Shi Hewei suddenly understood: it turns out that my second brother is even more afraid of knowing that the old man doesn't have his mother's portrait at all!

"No, Dad must have a portrait of the aunt in his hand, but he hasn't shown it yet." Shi He Ruo knew what Shi Yushou was thinking, fearing that he would be hurt, he hurriedly spoke out to comfort him.

Shi Yushou listened, but still shook his head lightly, tugging at Shi Heruo's sleeve and refusing to let him ask Shi's father for it.

Seeing Shi Yushou's actions like this, Shi Hewei had no choice but to give up.But such a matter, how could he ignore the second brother's wish?He was determined to get Da Niang's portrait, so he asked Father Shi several times in a circumstantial way.

However, the result was really nothing.

Father Shi didn't have a portrait of the aunt in his hand.

"Master Yin, you draw birds, fish, and insects so well, but can you draw people well?" Shi He Ruo asked, standing beside Yin Danqing.

"Paint people? Who do you want to paint?" Yin Danqing smiled.

"I want Master Yin, can you help me draw a portrait of my aunt?" Seeing the hope, Shi He Ruo couldn't help asking excitedly.

Shi Heruo had never seen Wang Fengge before, and Shi Yushou was only a little over a year old when Wang Fengge left, and Shi Heruo's memory was very vague, and Shi Qizhang's Shi Heruo naturally didn't dare to ask rashly, let alone...he still wanted to hide it. Shi Yushou said that this portrait was in his father's study.

In this way, he had no choice but to get some words from Shi Shenshou around the corner, and then asked an elderly servant from the mansion to ask—this is how Yin Shuhuan's master, Yin Danqing, drew a painting through a verbal description. The portrait of Zhang Wangfengge is here.

Shi Heruo walked slowly, and finally stopped: "Father... I don't want the Longxiao gun anymore. If I can win you over in the next few days, please ask my father to promise me one other thing."

Shi Qizhang was taken aback immediately: "You don't want the Longxiao Spear anymore?"

Shi He Ruo turned around and smiled: "It's not that I don't want it, but I have another thing to ask my father."

"Other things?" Shi Qizhang was slightly startled, but soon laughed again: "Okay, yes, as long as you can beat me in a game of chess in the past few days, I will promise you."

"Thank you father." Shi Heruo got the promise, let out a deep breath, then opened the door and left.

Shi Qizhang, who had been sitting on the wooden chair, finally got up slowly while leaning on the armrest of the chair, walked to the jade tiger on the corner of the desk, and gently turned the tiger's head with his hands.

The bookshelf behind him slowly receded, and there was an iron gun lying horizontally on the huanghuali wood weapon rack. There was a gold-painted dragon on the shiny black body of the gun, and the pointed and shiny tip of the gun shone coldly.

"This Long Xiao gun has been sleeping for so many years, it's time to wake up." Shi Qizhang walked slowly to the gun body, stretched out his hand and stroked it slowly.Suddenly felt a pain in my heart, I leaned over and coughed anxiously.

However, after coughing for a while, it didn't stop, but intensified instead.Shi Qizhang barely stopped until he spit out blood with a "wow".

The things in the study room in front of him suddenly became dizzy in the field of vision, and the light of the seven-star lamp gradually dimmed due to the exhaustion of oil. Shi Qizhang looked up at the gentle woman in the portrait hanging on the wall, and smiled softly: "Ruoshui, I used to think of Hu'er as the only thought you left me, so I wished I could hold him in the palm of my hand so that he wouldn't suffer a little damage. Who would have thought that this child is so similar to me, and the martial arts general is even more so?" He is outstanding. Right now, King Qi is colluding with the Qiang soldiers in an attempt to rebel, and there is no one capable of fighting against him in Meng Kingdom..."

Shi Qizhang sighed, and continued: "I don't know whether it is God's pity or your soul has a soul. It happened that this dead soul was brought back to life. Hu'er is so blunt that he doesn't know how to hide it, so I have long been attracted by it. I can see it. It's a pity that our father and son can't recognize each other. I heard about this strange thing from the grandmother on the Nanshan Pagoda. The resurrected soul cannot survive by itself. I also had a dream. In the dream, I was called Hu'er Name, he immediately died in front of me bleeding from all seven apertures...so I dare not, dare not..."

"But it's okay, I know he is Hu'er. After I finish teaching him, I will come down to accompany you. When you left, I was not by your side, so don't blame me...?"

The author has something to say:

Five thousand long.

After counting, there are still about four or five chapters where the weak and weak students will go to the battlefield.

It took me so long to enter the battlefield, I feel like he really wants to hit me hahaha

【1】Looking at the sword with the light on while drunk, dreaming back to the company of blowing horns. ——Xin Qiji's "Broken Array".

[2] Those who set up great events in ancient times not only had talents beyond the world, but also had the will to persevere. ——Su Shi's "On Chao Cuo"

[3] The title of the chapter comes from Bai Juyi's "Meng Weizhi" - "You buried the mud in the spring to sell your bones, and I sent the snow to the world."