Chapter 8 The Balance Has No Weights
The heavy snowfall one afternoon obscured the din of war.
Kuang Hongfei led his troops back to Niutoushan, rushed into the camp, picked up the wine jar on the ground, opened it and poured it into his stomach without saying a word. It was rare to see a general like this.
Because in the past, every time the commander-in-chief returned from a victory, he would look complacent, and his subordinates would suffer less from him.
He won, and it was a complete victory, but he was depressed along the way. When he got to the camp, he avoided everyone and drank alone.
The heavy snow covered the traces of the battlefield, but the smell of blood remained in Niutoushan forever.
Over the past few decades, the rule of the Luosang tribe has gradually disintegrated. The only thing that cannot be underestimated is the fanaticism of this group of grassland people for war and their handling of power.
On the way into Lazikou, a group of people was discovered.
After the horse army heard the news, they immediately came out of the camp and raised their flags to see each other.
When the team passed the top of the hill, the horse army recognized the two flags hanging in the team, the flag of Tinghoufu and the flag of Zuo Duwei.
He was overjoyed and stared at the approaching team, calling on his subordinates to wave the military flag accordingly.
As the team got closer, Ma Jun felt something was wrong.
A closer look revealed that the procession of more than a hundred people was hung with white flags.
Feeling a pain in his heart, Ma Jun quickly returned to camp, put on a coat, and hurried down the mountain. No matter how much his men stopped him, he was no longer bound by rules at this moment.
The team was huge, with a coffin pulled behind them. When they arrived at the North Pass, the pioneer officer waved a big flag and shouted.
"Welcome General, Lieutenant Zuo returns to the city!"
Went up to the captain and went down to the kitchen, stopped one by one and dismounted, picked up paper money and threw it on the ground. The sky was covered with white, blending in with the snow season.
Walking to the mountainside, Ma Jun knelt down with a plop. There was a rush of heat in his head. He held his shoulders helplessly with both hands. Tears fell down. His mouth was half-opened, but there was no sound at all. He was accompanied by a feeling of tearing.
Heart-breaking pain.
His legs were already paralyzed, so he climbed down along the mountain path and stopped in front of the team.
In the tribal city, the news spread among the army, and Xiucai, Song Ren, Dongqing, Zhang Kexin came in response...
When he left, there were swords and horses standing, but when he came back, only the bones remained.
The leader of the group, Jinggan, was wearing sackcloth and mourning, his eyes were dull and empty, his eyes were red and swollen, and his hands were mechanically throwing paper money.
Ma Jun weakly walked up to Jing Qian, cried with a strange look in his eyes, and punched Jing Qian in the face: "Jing Qian, tell me, where is the person?"
As he spoke and cried bitterly, he punched and kicked Jinggan. Jinggan's mouth and nose were covered in blood on the ground, and his face was covered in blood, but he felt no pain at all.
The other brothers hurriedly stopped him.
A tear fell from the corner of Jingqian's eyes. He looked at Ma Jun, then at the other brothers, and then he choked out a sentence from his throat: "I brought the third brother back!"
Suddenly, the brothers fell beside the coffin and cried.
The most painful thing about Tashi's funeral was Jing Gan. In front of the lame beach, the two of them felt like brothers, and the last time they met, they were still facing each other with swords.
Maybe he will remember the look in Tashi's eyes when he left Laemama Beach for the rest of his life.
In the tribal city, the big leader's prime minister's palace has not heard any news, but such important news must not be concealed.
Hearing that the captain had returned to the city after the chaos was over, Luo Sang calmly went to the south wall of the mansion in the snow with a cane and picked up a bowl full of pickles.
Then he ordered his followers: "Help me go to the palace!"
Seeing that the chief was in poor health, the two followers hurriedly stopped him: "Big Chief, you... your health is urgent. If we need to discuss something, I can send Captain Xuan and others to the mansion to see you!"
Luo Sang was immediately furious and knocked his cane on the ground: "Help me or not!"
The two of them were so frightened that they knelt down and hurried back to the house to get a coat. They also called the carriage from the mansion and sent Luo Sang to the palace.
In the hall, Luo Sang walked straight to His Highness's coffin on crutches, looking extremely calm. After ordering someone to lift the lid of the coffin, Luo Sang tremblingly picked up a pickle and said, "My son Tashi, last spring.
I ordered you to come to my house, but I don’t know what happened, but you didn’t come!”
Luo Sang sighed and continued: "That's okay, although this year's food hasn't been eaten yet..."
Before Luo Sang finished speaking, he seemed to be choked. He put the pickles on the chopsticks back into the bowl, took a handkerchief, brushed Tashi's hair aside, and gently wiped his face.
When Luo Sang wiped it to his wrist, the hand was still tightly squeezed. Luo Sang looked through his fingers and saw that it was the southern red agate he had given him back then.
At this time, all Luo Sang's tenacity disappeared in an instant, and he completely lost the demeanor of a king in the hall, and he looked more like a loving father!
Exhausted mentally and physically, Luo Sang hid his face and immediately waved his hand: "Grave burial! The location is chosen in the forbidden area in the back mountain. I will see him when I am buried in the future!"
After saying that, Luo Sang stood up, picked up the crutches, supported his body, and left the hall without saying anything.
It took many days to wash away the bloodstains from the battle on Niutoushan.
Half a year later, a new fortress was built on the mountain, and bones can still be found everywhere.
On this day, inside the Niutoushan Fortress, Kuang Hongfei was intensively planning to deploy defenses along the line. The guard outside the gate came to report: "The two righteous brothers of Guanshanbao want to see you!"
Guanshan Fort is now divided into two disciples of Lord Tie, the eldest, Nalan Huaizheng, and the second, Nalan Huaiyi.
When Kuang Hongfei heard this, he was puzzled. Why did they come so far? Do they even have to give me my mansion to him?
"Tell your subordinates to meet you in the meeting hall!"
Outside the door, the two brothers had already become impatient due to the heat. Just as they were about to break in, their men arrived.
"What did your commander-in-chief say?"
"Please come to the meeting hall and take a rest!"
When they arrived at the meeting hall, the two of them looked around and looked at it.
Later, Nalan Huaizheng saw the gramophone placed in the corner, walked over and touched it, curled his lips and spread his hands, and said: "The general is really a weirdo. Such a big speaker is placed here, and it is still stuck to it."
When Huaiyi heard this, he held his belly and burst into laughter, then strode over to align the shaft.
The gramophone started to make sounds. Huaizheng was shocked and took two steps back: "What have you done? This thing can still talk!"
"I saw this thing at my godfather's house when I was a kid. It's a foreign thing. It's called a gramophone!"
"Why haven't I seen it?"
"You liked to go to the Guandai camp back then, but you never saw these foreign goods."
At this moment, Kuang Hongfei came in with a smile outside the door.
After Yingmen came in, Huaiyi and Huaiyi hugged each other. Huaizheng looked at him with grinning teeth and a look of disgust on his face, and stayed away from him.
"Brother Huaizheng, your brother is more open-minded than you!"
"I don't like the way foreigners behave!"
The two of them looked at Huaizheng awkwardly, not knowing how to persuade him.
As soon as he sat down, Kuang Hongfei took out a box of things from the safe under the gramophone, put it on the table, crossed his legs and said, "There is a box of things here, and I'll give it to you two!"
Now that Niutoushan belongs to us, we can no longer let the two brothers take it, so we can just give them some silver coins to send them.
Huai Zheng opened the box and took a look. Inside, there were four gold bars wrapped in golden satin. He immediately closed the lid and said with a smile: "Commander, Master Tie also has something, and he ordered me to deliver it!"
"What?"
Huaizheng placed the box under his arm on the table and opened it. Kuang Hongfei took out the contents. It turned out to be an exquisite balance scale. When he looked into the box again, he found that the scale had no weight.
Kuang Hongfei looked stunned: "What does this mean?"
Chapter completed!