"Commander, Marshal, I'm back." From a distance, Hong Wenyuan led a man and ran here while excitedly shouting at Mao Wenlong: "Look who I brought back to you.

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"Who can you bring back to me from this world who can make me feel excited? It's not like bringing back Nurhaci's people and surrendering to me. Besides this, who else can I be excited about?

What?" Mao Wenlong looked at the running figure in surprise.

Hong Wenyuan has an impression in his mind. After all, he is his servant, and he is used to getting along day and night. Even if the memory is now broken, the key things are still there, but the man following him has an unshaven beard and unkempt appearance. Judging from his age, he is "about the same size as himself"

Don't bring back your brothers from this world." Mao Wenlong was puzzled, and then thought: "Mao Wenlong came to Liaodong to join the army without bringing his brothers and relatives. This is impossible."

Just as he was thinking about it, the guy knelt down from a distance: "Father, I finally found your old man -" After saying that, he lay on the ground and cried loudly.

Foster father? Another godson, or a godson about the same age as himself? How many godsons did the original Mao Wenlong have?

At that time, Mao Wenlong's heads were two big. Covering his dizzy head, Mao Wenlong brought up the old story again: "No, I have to take advantage of this rare truce period to find out how many children and grandchildren I have."

Okay, this is a big deal for everyone. If a few freeloaders get mixed in, I won’t even know it. But one day I take a photo of someone who is about my own age and call him big brother, but it turns out that guy is my adopted son.

That's not a complete difference in seniority.

Putting everything aside, he quickly stepped forward and asked Hong Wenyuan reservedly: "Who is this person?"

Hong Wenyuan once again answered excitedly: "Commander, your eldest son and adopted son Mao Chenglu happened to bump into him while spying on the military situation this time, so I brought him back to you. Are you surprised or shocked?"

Mao Wenlong staggered and almost sat down on the ground. Now he had brought back the most famous traitor, and now all the traitor teams around him could fight the landlords (Mao Xueli was not included, he died in the war with Hou Jin)

, was considered a loyal minister of the Ming Dynasty, and the one who surrendered was his son, who was Mao Wenlong's adopted grandson.) If you say you are not surprised or shocked, it is quite a surprise, but it is quite a shock.

He quickly took a few steps and picked up the captain of the personal soldiers, his favorite general, and his godson, and looked him up and down carefully again.

I remember that this adopted son, Mao Chenglu, was the first adopted son I adopted after arriving in Liaodong. He was about the same age as me. He was forty-one this year. He was from Anshan, Liaodong. His whole family died at the hands of Jiannu, the late Jin Dynasty, who led him

The family members, composed of adopted sons and grandsons and loyal people, ranked first among the disciples, and were called "Mao Da" by the Jin people. They fought with great bravery, and finally accumulated military exploits and were awarded the title of deputy general soldier in Dongjiang.

After Mao Wenlong was killed, Yuan Chonghuan had to split up the Dongjiang Army in order to consolidate the unstable Dongjiang armies. One part was given to Mao Chenglu to retain and command, but he was transferred to the inland Denglai for supervision.

Mao Chenglu tolerated it. After Yuan Chonghuan's death, he wrote a letter to express his grievances in tears for Mao Wenlong, but Emperor Chongzhen ignored him. Later, he was angry and surrendered, vowing to avenge his adoptive father. He was eventually defeated and captured, but he did not defend himself and was eventually chopped into pieces in the capital.

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Now Mao Wenlong was wondering that he, Mao Wenlong, had become the Ming Dynasty's traitor training class, and the students' grades were better than the last. However, they all bear the blood feud of Hou Jin who killed their relatives.

Why do you regard your enemy as your master and kill your own compatriots? This seems to be a philosophical question, but it really makes sense. Think about it slowly and find out why.

After being pulled up by his adoptive father, Mao Chenglu, a tough-minded man, cried like a little daughter-in-law. This made Mao Wenlong sigh that the relationship between the two fathers and sons was so deep that it was better than that of their own father and son. Such explanation of Mao Chenglu

It is the original intention of surrendering because of the anger of the foster father.

Don't talk about national justice with people of that era. At that time, the concept of motherland had not yet been formed. The Ming Dynasty did not belong to the people, it belonged to the old Zhu family, and it had nothing to do with everyone. The main thing that maintained the society at that time was the family.

Family love. If you want to understand this, you should also understand your urgency for revenge when your closest and most respected person is killed. It seems that this is indeed a philosophical question of human nature. You really need to think about it carefully.

In this way, you can let these adopted sons die in battle while you are still alive, or prevent them from rebelling after your death.

And who killed Mao Wenlong at that time? It was Chongzhen who was aloof and locked up in the palace. Mao Chenglu and his brothers wanted to take revenge. It was simply a dream to kill them alone. They could only rely on powerful power. From this point of view,

, Yuan Chonghuan's killing of Mao Wenlong not only killed a person who was involved in Hou Jin, but also caused the collapse of many people's beliefs, which led to the subsequent results. Is this the case? Of course, we have to think about it slowly.

"Stop crying, it hurts your face. Come, tell me how you came back." Mao Wenlong took Mao Chenglu back to his campfire. At this time, he saw a woman squatting there to tidy up the things she had covered.

Quilt.

I couldn't see the front, but just looking at the back, I felt that this woman's clothes were clean and tidy, but they looked too thin. Under the thin clothes, she looked even more thin and weak, with slim shoulders and waist, squatting there, buttocks

Her curves are very graceful, and her natural black hair is casually tied into a ponytail just like in later generations. It hangs down naturally, like a waterfall covering her waist and hips, giving Mao Wenlong a kind of secluded and kind trance.

The woman felt someone standing behind her, so she hurriedly stood up and turned around. When she saw it was Mao Wenlong, she immediately squatted down and saluted, and whispered softly: "It was General Xiao Mao who asked me to take back my quilt."

." Then without waiting for Mao Wenlong to speak, he put the quilt under his armpits, nodded to Mao Wenlong again, and left in a hurry.

Looking at the ponytail that made him feel like he was in another world, swaying from side to side in the wind, Mao Wenlong said inexplicably to the woman's back: "It's very chaotic outside. From now on, just follow my kiss."

Guards, let’s go.”

The woman stopped, looked at Mao Wenlong's expression carefully, and made sure that the expression on Mao Wenlong's furry face did not look like a pig brother, so she smiled, squatted slightly again and saluted: "Thank you, Marshal, for taking care of me." Then she hurriedly walked away.

's gone.

As the woman looked at Mao Wenlong, Mao Wenlong also looked at the woman's face. She was not very beautiful, but she was not ugly either. She had no make-up and powder, just so plain and natural, but she gave people a friendly feeling.

In other words, according to the current Northeastern people's words, this person's appearance is very attractive, and the more he looks at him, the more beautiful and dignified he becomes.

At this time, Mao Wenlong was very surprised. In this war-torn world, such a weak woman did not die under the enemy's butcher knife, nor did she starve to death in the ditch, nor was she eaten by the hungry refugees.

It's simply a miracle.

Waiting for the back figure to disappear into the crowd in the distance, Mao Wenlong smiled selfishly, what happened to him? Is this the so-called love affair? The girl he loves deeply who has been suffering for more than 0 years hoping that the other party will come back.

, was he forgotten by himself in just this moment?

But then I thought about it and felt relieved. The person I am now is no longer me. This has a philosophical feeling like Zhuang Zhou Mengdie. I don’t know whether I am Lu Yulong in the previous life, or whether Lu Yulong in the previous life is Mao Wenlong in the current life. I don’t know whether I am Lu Yulong in the previous life or Mao Wenlong in the current life.

Are you dreaming about butterflies, or are butterflies dreaming about themselves?

In fact, philosophical issues are very profound and belong to the category that the experts are concerned about. Whether it is Lu Yulong, a junior clerk in the previous life, or Mao Wenlong, the handsome man who lost his family in reality, they are not incompatible with that lofty proposition, and everything is still concerned about
Chapter completed!