Peerless Junior Uncle

The detective's face froze, and the body held by He Tingge couldn't help trembling, and said in a voiceless voice: "Didn't you win? Didn't you win Yunping Pass? How did you die?"

Yes, it was a victory, but the original two-month battle plan was dragged on for four months, with heavy losses. Facing the excellent weapons and equipment of the local area, it took a breath of confidence to narrowly win, but what was lost, came out a few Thousand soldiers, and two brothers.

He Tingge threw Tang Yuzhen to the ground, pointed a gun at him coldly, and said in a deep voice, "I tell you, as long as I am He Tingge, those foreign devils will never want to carve up China!" He knelt down and pointed the gun at him. Touching Tang Yuzhen's chest: "I don't kill people outside the battlefield, don't force me to make an exception."

Tang Yuzhen panted heavily, looked at the gun pointed at his chest, and then at the man in front of him, but said nothing.

At this time, the bartender who was attracted by the movement outside was already standing beside the two of them, looking at He Tingge warily.Tang Yuzhen said coldly: "Get out!"

The bartender didn't know what to do when he heard the words. His boss was pointed at with a gun, but he didn't let him intervene. However, since the boss said it, he didn't dare not listen, so he had to leave one by one.

He Tingge and Tang Yuzhen looked at each other for a moment, but finally withdrew their guns, cast a cold glance at Tang Yuzhen and slammed the door out.

The people outside were so frightened by the murderous aura emanating from He Tingge's body that they didn't dare to speak out, and silently made way for them.It's just that a man in a white shirt who just came out of the bathroom straightened his sleeves while watching the back of the man in the black windbreaker push open the glass door and go out.

"President Fu." A chubby middle-aged man came to the man in the white shirt with a wine glass and greeted him politely.Fu Qingcheng replied with a smile: "Boss Wen." Then he asked: "That was..."

"The person who left?" Boss Wen said clearly: "That's the eldest son of the Governor's Mansion. The victory at Yunping Pass is all due to him. Speaking of which, this year is a double blessing. The contract of the Chamber of Commerce was signed, and Chairman Fu has really contributed a lot."

"Where is it? Boss Wen praised it absurdly." Fu Qingcheng said politely, then turned around and walked into the private room with several business figures beside Boss Wen.

After leaving the dance hall, He Tingge opened the car door and got into the car, leaned on the back of the seat, took a deep breath, then started the car and gradually merged into the night.

Back at He Mansion, there were servants who took care of the hot water early on, washed up casually, and asked everyone around him to step back, and then unbuttoned the shirt, revealing the wound on the shoulder, because the gauze had been soaked in blood because of his hand , This is a gun in this battle. No one knows except his adjutant. He took out the wound medicine in the bedside cabinet, cleaned it himself, and bandaged it again, and then fell hard on the bed. What a fucking tired!

Tonight, he was so annoyed by the war at the beginning of the year that he, who had always been calm, couldn't help but go to Tang Yuzhen to get angry. If he didn't like killing, it's hard to guarantee that he couldn't help but kill Tang Yuzhen tonight.He has always been a calm person, even his father said that he has a calmness different from his age, but when he thought of his brothers who were born and died, and watched them die in front of him, but he had no power to recover, That was really sad.When he knew that it was Tang Yuzhen who sold the preliminary information of this battle to the foreigners behind Shen Jun for his own benefit, he could no longer suppress his anger.

What he couldn't understand the most was that Tang Yuzhen was also his brother who grew up with him. When he closed his eyes, it seemed that the air was full of betrayal, which was overwhelming.

After lying down for a while, he sat up because of the discomfort on his neck. He Tingge took out a pendant from his shirt. It was a bullet. The injury on his body was caused by this thing. Thinking of this, He Tingge's eyes widened. This is a lesson. Believe in the lessons of others, and also a lesson of underestimating the enemy. This is the only time he was injured since the war.And this bullet is the best souvenir.

Thinking about it, the fingers holding the bullet turned white from the force, and finally He Tingge put the pendant back on, hugged the pillow, and turned over to sleep.

Early spring mornings always carry a unique coolness, especially in this green valley.A few birdsong came from some unknown corner, and the young man in the bamboo house moved his body slightly, poked his head out from under the quilt, rubbed his sleepy eyes, and yawned hazily.

The light came through between the fingers, the boy squinted his eyes and took a deep breath, lifted the quilt and sat up.After that, the whole person froze there.She looked at the short boots with purple embroidered silver trim beside the half-meter-high bed in front of her, then at the snow-white fur coat on her body, and then at the black hair that slid from her shoulders when she turned her head.He Tingge suddenly couldn't react, pulled the quilt subconsciously, and wrapped himself in the quilt again.

Years of experience on the battlefield made him extremely sensitive to danger. Although there was no such dangerous atmosphere around him, He Tingge proved that the hair by his ear was not fake when he pulled the hair around his ear, and this was not a dream.

Sensing the movement around him vigilantly, the door was suddenly opened. He Tingge turned over and sat up, looking at the middle-aged man with a gentle face who walked in from the door, and looked at him vigilantly.

Green Valley

"Master, you're awake." The middle-aged man who came in said gently when he saw him get up.He Tingge frowned slightly and looked at the man in front of him, a chill gradually dissipated in the surrounding air.The middle-aged man in front of him was dressed in light gray coarse cloth, with a gentle expression on his face, his gray hair was combed meticulously on the top of his head and tied with a hairpin.The slightly rickety figure reveals the fatigue of perennial fatigue.

When Uncle Ran's originally gentle face felt the hostility in He Tingge's eyes, he couldn't help but froze, and called softly, "Master?"

He Tingge looked at the other party's concerned gaze, it didn't seem like it was pretending, and gradually retracted the scrutiny in his eyes, without saying a word.Uncle Ran seemed to be used to seeing him like this, and then he said gently: "Master, today Ergu mainly inspects the studies of the newly recruited students last year, so it's not too late."

"Master Gu?" He Tingge asked back with a frown.

Uncle Ran patiently explained: "Master Gu just left customs, that is, what happened yesterday. I heard Master Er said that you were not there at the time, and then you came back late, and I forgot about it. No, I came to call you early in the morning." .”

"Oh." Although He Tingge didn't understand what he was talking about, but he still didn't know what situation he was in, so he nodded to indicate that he knew.

Uncle Ran didn't say much, he took a set of white clothes embroidered with purple embroidery from the wooden hanger on one side, and waited for He Tingge to put them on, and He Tingge let him wear the robes one by one.While asking Uncle Ran to dress himself in a non-cooperative manner, he looked at the small bamboo house.The furnishings are simple, even plain, but not shabby. On a small round table in the middle of the room is a plate of simple but elegant porcelain tea sets.There is also a table next to the bed by the window, a small square table with only a bronze mirror and a comb on it, nothing else.

"Master?" Uncle Ran looked at He Tingge who was in a daze and couldn't help calling out.

He Tingge returned to his senses and responded lightly: "En."

Uncle Ran was used to his master's always silent temperament, and said: "Today, the master of the valley is inspecting his studies, and the masters will naturally pick out his outstanding disciples. You don't have to worry, let's just take a look, it's okay Yes." Naturally, Uncle Ran knew that his young master had no interest in Tanaka's martial arts or other academics at all, and the results of natural studies were not optimistic, so he thought that the reason why he was always in a daze early in the morning was because he was worried about this, so he comforted him.

"En, I got it." He Tingge didn't understand what he meant, so he just responded lightly.Afterwards, I washed up under the care of Uncle Ran. Looking at the boy in the bronze mirror, he looked like a teenager, just like when I was studying. A capable purple embroidered white robe set off the whole person with a lot of energy .

He is not a proactive person. He has a temperament honed on the battlefield for many years. He likes to wait and see what happens. When he doesn't know the enemy's details and movements, he will not act rashly.Although I don't know where this is and what changes have taken place in my body, everything has a motive and purpose.Before knowing the other party's purpose, it is better to wait and see.

Thinking of this, He Tingge took a deep breath and followed Uncle Ran out of the bamboo house.The scenery in front of him, like a landscape painting, collided with him in an instant.He Tingge stopped walking abruptly, looking at the scene in front of him, he was suddenly overwhelmed.Green mountains and flowing water?Singing birds and fragrant flowers?Xanadu is nothing more than that, right?Suddenly thinking of the land of China where the war was raging and the people were in dire straits, He Tingge lowered his eyes to hide the pity in his eyes.

The land of China used to be like this, right?

Human voices could be heard faintly in his ears, He Tingge raised his head and looked over, there were many buildings standing in the valley like the bamboo houses behind him, and he didn't know how big the valley was, but he saw a few people walking in twos and threes on the stone path between the mountains A boy who was about the same age as himself was chatting casually.

I followed Uncle Ran to a slightly larger courtyard, where there were already some people, old or young, I just glanced at them casually when I saw them go in, and continued to chat while drinking the porridge in my hand.After having a simple breakfast, Uncle Ran went back. Before leaving, he patted He Tingge's shoulder as a sign of encouragement. A slight pain came from his shoulder. It seemed that he had been injured. It seemed that Uncle Ran didn't know about it. .

However, after Uncle Ran left, He Tingge didn't know where he should go now.