The Eight Winds of Rebirth

Hou Bingchen supported the table with one hand, and put the other hand hidden in his sleeve on his knee. Hearing Zhao Yuan's answer, he couldn't help but move his fingertips slightly.

He knows his own situation. If he concentrates on recovering, he may still have a chance to hold the knife, but it is better than killing a chicken. The battle between the two armies is treacherous. Thousands of generals thought about it a lot, so... the position of this general of martial arts, for him, has long existed in name only.

I can't bear the great responsibility, so I must find a good talent to succeed me. Although Zhao Yuan is young, she has a calm temper, is cautious and decisive, and has both civil and military skills. He is indeed a person with outstanding talents. If he can take over in the future Shenwu Barracks is really the perfect candidate.

It's just that Zhao Yuan can be regarded as the real eldest son of the great prince. The battlefield is no different from a tiger's den, a wolf's nest, a sea of ​​fire and a knife mountain.

So I just thought about it in every possible way and kept silent.

Seeing him frowning, Zhao Yuan seemed to know what he was thinking, so she repeated the words again, still so gloomy, neither sad nor happy.

Hou Bingchen raised his head and asked: "The emperor has no way, listens to slander and accepts sycophants, turns his back on public affairs and favors selfishness, betrays virtue and honors kindness. If one day the monarch and ministers are at odds, the external troubles have not been eliminated, and internal troubles arise again, what should you do?"

Since there were only the two brothers, Hou Bingchen no longer concealed it, and directly asked Zhao Yuan about his concerns.Emperor Zongzheng has always had a grudge against them. Today there is Dan Qiuguo's secret affair, and tomorrow there will be a life-saving talisman blocked, or military pay and food, or reinforcements. If Zhao Yuan goes to the battlefield one day Finding that he is surrounded by enemies, and he is not immune to obstacles everywhere, how can he continue this war?The king who is acting has no virtue and no way, and how can the soldiers under his command guard each other with their lives?

These words should not be considered in times of crisis, if there is no such preparation from the beginning, this battlefield will not matter.

Zhao Yuan looked at Hou Bingchen: "I don't have the kindness and righteousness of the sun and the moon like the third brother, I just want to protect one person's safety. Daye is uneasy, he is uneasy, as long as the world is not going well, I will not speak lightly Give up." That means, no matter what methods Emperor Zongzheng resorted to to make things difficult for him, it was useless to his firm heart, and he, Zhao Yuan, never fought for this monarch.

Hou Bingchen was stunned, quite horrified by the deep meaning of Zhao Yuan's words, he was stunned for a long time before he could call out: "Sixth brother, do you think so because of..., that spirit—"

In the middle of the question, he was interrupted: "Whether he knows it or not, it has nothing to do with the result." In fact, as long as it is what that person thinks, even if he does everything, Zhao Yuan will do it for him.

Hou Bingchen didn't say anything for a long time, and he sighed after a while: "It is also said in the Buddhist scriptures: People in the world, in the midst of love and desire, live and die alone, go and come alone." Love and infatuation, in the eyes of the Buddha, are nothing but an empty dream , but people in the world of mortals can't understand it, and they are willing to be trapped by this kind of obsession, unable to struggle, Hou Bingchen can't comfort Zhao Yuan, because he himself is also the same.

Hou Bingchen shook his head, and said: "Forget it, since you have made your decision, the third brother is on your side. Tomorrow, you can go to the barracks to start training. Just don't rush for quick success at first, just take it step by step. After a few days After a month, the Shenwu military camp will be pulled out, and we will make another plan."

Zhao Yuan followed suit and nodded.

As soon as Hou Bingchen finished speaking, a surprised voice came from the other end: "Who? Who is going to practice in the barracks?"

Immediately afterwards, the door of the study was opened, and Zhao Ze rushed in in a hurry.

His footsteps are loud, and his behavior is not serious, in fact, the two people in the room heard his movements from a long distance away, seeing his recklessness at this moment, they couldn't help but cast condemning glances.

Zhao Ze couldn't help but retreat when he received these sharp knives, scratched his head and said in aggrieved way: "I... I forgot to knock on the door to announce, or, or I'll go out again and go through it all over again... "

Hou Bingchen shook his head helplessly: "Are you so excited because you also want to go to the military camp?"

Zhao Ze immediately nodded his head sharply, his eyes sparkling. It is Zhao Ze's lifelong pursuit to join the army for the country one day and kill the Quartet.

But Hou Bingchen said: "As far as your temper is concerned, it's too early to hone it for another five or six years."

Zhao Zewu immediately lowered his face, he felt so miserable that he was about to cry.

Zhao Yuan ignored the occasional stupid seventh brother, nodded with Hou Bingchen, and said, "I'm going to practice swords." Then, she turned her head and left.

Zhao Ze saw him turn around, and quickly followed him.

"Practice, sword practice? I'm going too, I'm going too, third brother, I'm leaving! Sixth brother... Sixth brother, wait for me..."

Zhao Ze followed Zhao Yuan all the way through the Qionglou in Langyuan, and did not choose the spacious martial arts arena in the general's mansion, but stopped in a flower garden.

Mou Fei followed closely, seeing Zhao Yuan stretching out his hand, he handed the sword he had been holding into his hand.

Zhao Yuan's sword is called Jiyue, which is taken from the beautiful scenery of "Jade Candles on the Spring Terrace, the Moonlight and Wind", and it was a gift from one of his instructors.

Zhao Yuan took the Jiyue sword, and lightly pulled out a sword flower in her hand, and began to practice like a dancer.

Zhao Ze looked at it from the sidelines and couldn't help but want to join in and make gestures with him.But no matter how provocative he got close to him, Zhao Yuan just dodged left and right, obviously didn't see too many movements, but he didn't teach Zhao Ze to get on the hem of his clothes, which made the Seventh Prince almost jump.

It took Zhao Ze about an incense stick of time before Zhao Yuan finally stopped. Zhao Ze looked at him out of breath, but he refused to admit defeat.

"Sixth brother, you don't need to slow down, I can keep up, just give me some more time!"

Zhao Yuan put away the sword, still indifferent, just stood under a nearby tree and said, "You practice, I'll come and see."

Zhao Ze understood that it was his sixth elder brother who wanted to teach him martial arts, so he happily agreed, then turned around and started to play moves seriously with a serious look on his face.

Don't tell me, after a few months of experience, Zhao Ze's ability has actually improved a little bit under the guidance of two lieutenants. There is little momentum, if you add some experience and calmness, you will make more progress in a few years.

Zhao Ze himself was also satisfied, after all he worked hard every day, if he couldn't do anything, how could he make a fool of himself in front of his sixth brother? However, when Zhao Ze had finished his work in one go, and was about to ask for some praise from his sixth brother, he turned around and saw Zhao Yuan half leaned on the tree trunk, turned her head to the side but didn't know where to look, even Zhao Ze didn't know when she came to her side.

Zhao Ze wanted to scare Sixth Brother with a quiet mouth, but he couldn't help being curious and followed the other's line of sight to find it. Not far from the garden, there was a three-story building with yellow walls and black tiles. It is the place where Hou Bingchen specially built the Buddhist hall in Fuzhong.

At this time, there was a person sitting by the window in the hall. That person bowed his head at his desk, holding a brush in his hand, writing something intently, who else could it be if it wasn't Gu Xiangtan?

Zhao Ze looked at the Lingfo in the distance, then at his sixth brother, and touched his nose, not understanding what was going on.

What is Sixth Brother doing looking at Lingfo in a daze?

After a long while, Zhao Yuan looked away lightly, and met Zhao Ze's inexplicable eyes, Zhao Yuan acted naturally, pointing out the wrong place in his sword move just now.

"The lower body is vain, and the footsteps are stagnant."

Gently touch his back and shoulder blades again, and Zhao Ze cried out in pain: "——Aw!" Sixth brother's hand is so strong that he is sore and numb when he touches it, and he can't even lift his arms. .

"The tendons are weak, and the sword can't move. It takes three hours of practice a day to have little effect." Zhao Yuan said coldly.

Zhao Ze was frightened: "Three, three hours? But the lieutenant general only asked me to practice for one and a half hours a day..."

The second half of the sentence was retracted under Zhao Yuan's shallow gaze.

"If you don't want to practice, it's fine, as you like." After Zhao Yuan finished speaking, she held the sword again and started dancing.

Zhao Ze hurriedly said: "I'll practice, I'll practice, I'll practice now." He wants to improve faster than anyone else, as long as he can be as majestic as the third and sixth brothers one day, it's nothing to suffer.

And Zhao Ze's cry of pain in this life was naturally heard by Gu Xiangtan. Gu Xiangtan was copying scriptures, and when he turned around, he saw a white and a green pair practicing swords in the garden not far away.

Gu Xiangtan's eyes naturally fell on the white figure, the sleeves of his clothes fluttered, erratic like a god, no matter how many times Gu Xiangtan had seen Zhao Yuan's heroic posture when he danced the sword, he couldn't help but be impressed.

Gu Xiangtan couldn't help but think of when he was a child, no matter what happened or not, he would always look for Zhao Yuan when he was practicing his sword. He just stood quietly outside the courtyard and looked at his posture completely, as if he had acquired something. Like a big baby, it is not so difficult to go back contentedly, even to read two more scriptures or listen to the master's reprimand.

In fact, from childhood to adulthood, this person has always been a rare beauty in his dry and pale life.

Gu Xiangtan lowered his eyes, looked at the sentence he had unconsciously written on the paper just now, and sighed softly.

Desire comes from love for life, life comes from desire to have, love and desire is the cause, love of life is the result.

Everything is all because of love and desire, with love and desire, so I can't bear this life, and I can't bear to bear this person...

Coming out of the Buddhist hall, the sky was almost dusky, within two steps, a person appeared in front of him, Gu Xiangtan naturally smiled when he saw him.

"Where is this going?"

Zhao Yuan came over, handed all the scriptures he had copied to An Yin, and then dragged Gu Xiangtan to the main hall: "On New Year's Eve, have a reunion dinner."

Gu Xiangtan was startled for a moment, and then said in awe: "Reunion..."

Zhao Yuan squeezed his hand and gave a soft "hmm".

This word is so strange to both of them, it may have existed before, but it has been so long that they are about to forget its various appearances.

The entire General's Mansion was decorated with lights and festoons, and it was very lively. When the two of them walked into the hall, a large round table was placed in the center.

Zhao Ze was the most energetic, bluffing: "On such a great day, I should write something majestic and hang it outside, so as to win a big prize, um... just write: Heng Ge Leaping Horse, full of majesty! "

"Tsk..." Yizheng directly pushed back without losing face, "I have read Daye's books for so many years less than you, and I know how vulgar your words are!"

"Then tell me!"

"Just write: How about advancing the virtuous and dismissing the traitors?"

Zhao Ze jumped three feet high: "Stupid, you are asking the third brother to seek..."

Fortunately, before the last word was spoken, Xue Yiyang stopped him: "For those who celebrate Chinese New Year, say something nice."

Zhao Ze gritted his teeth and swallowed the words back.

Gu Xiangtan and Zhao Yuan also came up close, and when they saw the situation, they realized that everyone was writing Spring Festival couplets.

It was the first time for all the people to reunite in so many years, and they were more and more unfamiliar with this common thing in ordinary people's homes. Hou Bingchen stood in the middle, holding a pen in his hand, and saw that Gu Xiangtan seemed to give him this idea to choose However, Gu Xiangtan smiled at him and shook his head, indicating that the general is in charge.

So Hou Bingchen thought about it and wrote eight words on the red paper.

Such as the white clouds, the breeze and return.