There is still one day before Chen Leng gets married, and nothing big happened that morning.

In the morning, a middle-aged man pulling a cart passed by Xuefu Street. The cart he pulled was full of goods. It should have been pulled from the Grand Canal Wharf outside Chang'an City. From the wharf, he was at least twenty miles away. He was calculating the time and he came in as soon as the city gate opened. It seemed that people were already very tired. Even a horse would be tired when he pulled such heavy goods, let alone a person?

The man saw the long street red and the soldiers were coming and going on the street. He couldn't help but be stunned. He hunched over and stopped the car, wiped his sweat with a yellow towel, and grabbed a passing navy soldier and asked, "Little brother, what's this a happy event? Why are all soldiers here?"

The navy warrior proudly said: "The general is married."

"General's wedding?"

The man was silent for a moment, and took out a very old purse from his arms, and poured the scattered silver and copper coins into his palm. It was about one or two taels of silver. He picked up a few larger silver beans and handed them to the navy soldier: "Help me give me a gift to the general."

"Do you know the general?"

The warrior looked puzzled.

“Don’t know.”

The man smiled shyly. He looked at his face in his forties but his temples were gray, his arms were a little difficult to use, and his clothes were also ripped. He looked poor, but he took out almost all the money for the gift, which seemed a bit abnormal.

"I'm a veteran too."

The man looked down at the clothes on his body: "I won't go in by myself, this clothes are not suitable."

The navy soldier refused to accept the money no matter what he said, not because it was too little, but that everyone could see that it was the hard-earned money earned by this middle-aged man and could not accept it.

"Brother."

The warrior was moved and said, "If the general knows, he will definitely not accept it. Don't make things difficult for me. If you have any difficulties, tell us. Although you don't know where the warrior you used to be, the warriors in the world are one family, and we can help you whatever we can."

"I don't need anything to help, I'm pretty good."

The veteran straightened his body, as if his waist was a little hurting: "If you don't help me, then I'll go in and take a gift by myself, but this worn outfit should not affect the mood of the guests... I don't know your general. It turns out that I have a general, treat me well, treat me well... Later, the general was gone, and that year, he seemed to be in his twenties and had not yet married."

At this moment, Meng Changan came out of the restaurant, glanced at the man, and then looked solemn: "A veteran from the northern border?"

The man had military uniforms, but they were too worn, and they were patched and dirty. The navy soldier had not seen it before. After hearing General Meng Chang'an's question, everyone noticed that there was a logo on the veteran's cuffs close to his shoulders. There should have been a logo on his chest, but he might have removed it himself.

"A general is the general of the Northern Frontier Army?"

When the veteran heard Meng Changan's question, his face immediately became excited, he stood up straight with a breath, and saluted a solemn military salute with a bang.

"Yes, I'm a veteran of Northern Xinjiang!"

"You're now..."

Meng Chang'an quickly came over to support the veteran's shoulder: "What difficulties have you encountered? The imperial court has resettled all veterans. What is wrong with your family?"

"No, I'll live alone."

The veteran smiled, for some reason, and tears came out of the corners of his eyes as he smiled.

"The court has placed retired veterans very well. The money paid every month is enough for life, but I can't be idle, and people are useless if they are idle... General, are you going to get married?"

The veteran wanted to stuff the silver beans to Meng Chang'an: "I wish the general a happy wedding and a happy marriage."

"Lengzi!"

Meng Changan turned around and shouted, Chen Leng, who was discussing things with Ye Liuyun and the others in the room, immediately ran out of the room: "What's wrong?"

Chen Leng saw Meng Changan holding a middle-aged man, and noticed the man's clothes again. When he saw the wooden car full of goods, he moved his face and quickly came over: "What happened?"

Meng Changan said the boss's gifts. Chen Leng felt a little suffocating in his chest and nodded: "Brother, what's your name?"

He took Yindouzi from the veteran: "It's me who got married. I've taken the money for you as a member of me, thank you brother!"

Everyone was stunned.

The veteran laughed: "It's okay to collect it, it's okay to collect it. What's my name doesn't matter. I also have to hurry to send it over and say goodbye, so I'll say goodbye."

"You wait."

Chen Leng said: "I'll get you some wedding candies."

Chen Leng ran back, found a gift box filled with wedding candies, took another silver note and put it in the wedding candies, and carried the gift box out: "Week candies are always something to eat."

The veteran took the gift box and his hands trembled: "Thank you, General, thank you."

After saying that, he turned around and pulled the cart to leave, and Chen Leng shouted: "Chen Ran!"

"exist!"

"Take a few brothers to help me deliver the goods."

"yes!"

Chen Ran brought a few personal soldiers to help the veteran push the cart. The veteran was stunned for a moment, as if he didn't dare to look at Chen Leng and Meng Chang'an again. He pulled the car and walked forward. When he walked forward, tears flowed down. The last time he cried like this was more than 20 years old. That year, he was only nineteen years old.

More than an hour later, Chen Ran came back with a few personal soldiers, his face turned pale.

"Have you found out clearly?"

Shen Leng asked.

Chen Ran nodded: "I'll find out clearly... that old man is called Xu Ying. He was not from Chang'an, but from Shanbei Taoist. He was a soldier in the northern border more than 20 years ago... and a veteran in the battle against the black martial arts with His Majesty."

Chen Leng was shocked: "A veteran more than 20 years ago?"

"yes......"

Chen Ran was so hard-working, suddenly squatted on the ground and cried loudly, and talked about the identity of the veteran intermittently.

More than 20 years ago, when His Majesty was young, he led his troops to attack Heiwu. Xu Ying did not follow His Majesty, but he also participated in that battle. During the battle between the Northern Frontier Army, the battle between the Northern Frontier Army was almost wiped out. The general of the battle soldier of the banner was named He Hongwu. He was twenty-six years old when he died in battle.

During the war, He Hongwu was ordered to lead his army to Fengyan every night.

The commander of the inkstone was Zhuang Yong.

Xu Ying was the youngest soldier in his regiment. All the hundreds of soldiers regarded him as his younger brother. The regiment commander Liu Desheng, a native of Chang'an, usually looked very strict with Xu Ying, but he was very nice to him in private. At that time, hundreds of thousands of black warriors had already invaded Daning. The Ning army of Fengyantai wanted to hold back these black warriors. When General He Hongwu died in battle, there were less than 400 people left in this banner. The general died and the captain commanded.

The Xu camp's regiment had sixteen people left until dark, and the regiment led a blind eye.

"Xuying."

The group led Liu Desheng to pull out a bloody letter from his arms: "Give you a mission."

"Team leads you to say!"

"We are guarding the outer line of Fengyantai, let us keep it for at least two days. We have been guarding for three days... You go back and go back to the city. You are the youngest and have not gotten married yet. You are the only seedling at home. If you can survive, you can live."

"I don't!"

"Let me listen!"

Liu Desheng grabbed Xu Ying's collar and said, "Take my letter back to Chang'an City."

Xu Ying shook his head and cried and refused to leave.

"Look, show me!"

Liu Desheng pointed to the corpses on the position one by one: "There are only a dozen people left in our group. You can't all die. All of them are dead. Isn't our group just destroyed? Go back and live well, and live for us."

"Enemy attack!"

At this moment, the warning of the enemy attack sounded again, and the sound of horns and roars rang through the sky.

"Let me live."

Liu Desheng, who had a blind eye, kicked Xu Ying to the ground and rushed forward with a black thread knife: "I have to help me see what the great rivers and mountains I have been guarding for desperately. What will it look like in the next five or ten years, decades!"

"kill!"

"kill!"

More than a dozen wounded soldiers rushed out, and Xu Ying knelt alone and cried loudly. It was the most heart-wrenching time he cried in his nineteenth life.

Xu Ying returned to Feng Yantai and guarded Feng Yantai for another four days, injured one arm. Fortunately, the army arrived and detoured from behind to block all the black warriors there, killing the enemy for hundreds of miles in one breath, sprinkling blood in the mountains and rivers of the northern border, and the snow and blood were the same color.

His right arm was abolished, Xu Ying was discharged from the army, and he did not go home, but went to Chang'an.

He handed the blood letter to the family of Liu Desheng, who led the regiment to kneel at the door for an hour and refused to get up. Then he kowtowed three times. He went to the Ministry of War again, and knelt on the mercenary of the Ministry of War to tell him the family origin of the brothers who were in the same regiment. The adult felt sorry for him and took the risk to retrieve the files of the soldiers of the regiment and copied him a copy of the family origin.

Since that year, Xu Ying has never left Chang'an City. The money paid by the Ministry of War every month is enough for him to live, and it is not considered wealthy, but he can have no worries about food and clothing. But he feels that it is too bad. His group has more than a hundred brothers, and he lives alone. On that day, Xu Ying told himself that he would support more than a hundred families.

He went to the dock to work as a coolie. He knew nothing and could only serve in the army. Fortunately, he had the strength. Although he had a waste of his right arm, he would carry three packs of goods. He would transport two packs of goods a day.

Chen Ran squatted and cried: "I went to ask the shopkeepers of those silk shops. For Xuying, these shops never hired other laborers, and they always paid the highest wages. Some shopkeepers once said that they would double the extra amount, but he refused. He said that he would get as much money as possible. He felt at ease... There were two shops sold by hand, but before leaving, the boss explained to the new owner that if Xuying didn't have to deliver goods to the store, their shop would not be sold."

"For more than twenty years, he regularly gives money to more than 100 families every year, but he refuses to say that when the Ministry of War gives pensions to the families of the soldiers who died in battle every year, he goes to the Ministry of War to ask for help and add his share, saying that it was issued by the court, and he is afraid that his brothers' families will not want to ask for it."

Chen Ran cried like a child: "Lengzi, I feel uncomfortable, Lengzi."
Chapter completed!