Han Zuo Gaomen

Chapter 646 Returning with Honor
Bird Clothes Lane is difficult to demolish due to the gathering of rich and powerful, so the pattern has not changed much.However, this place has also been surrounded by high square walls, which seems to be quite harmonious with the orderly pattern of the entire Jiankang City Square City.

"When the wanderer returns home, the scenery has changed, and it really makes people feel nostalgic."

Wen Fangzhi went to the entrance of Wuyi Alley, and saw the gate that had been built and the wall that was still under construction, he couldn't help but stopped and said with emotion.

When the family members on the side heard this, their expressions were all wonderful. If you don’t know about Alang’s emotion, you would think that they have been away from home for many years and traveled thousands of miles, but it’s only a month since they left home. , Even the teeth of the clogs haven’t worn out yet!
Wen Fangzhi didn't know how his family members complained, he sighed for a while and then rode his horse into the workshop.The scenery in the square has not changed much, the wide streets and alleys are full of cars, and the guards of honor of each family are also very impressive. Although it is still the old scenery, the mood is different after all.

I think back in the past when I was expelled from the house, I was as panic-stricken as a lost dog, but this time when I came back, I was full of reputation and high spirits!The good horse under the crotch was captured by himself before the battle, and the armor on his body was also stripped from the enemy's commander himself!

This armor is a little old, the leather rope leather or it has been soaked in too much blood and it has turned dark brown, there are also slashes and gouges on the armor, no matter how you wash it, there is a bloody smell that can't go away, and it is not easy to wear on the body. Fit together, a large skirt armor will collide with the instep.

But Wen Fangzhi still loves this armor, because this armor has its own story, which represents the impassioned years of his first battle in Jiangbei.Although it is not that generous when you think about it carefully, after all, he is too young, two years younger than Shen Yun, and has been locked in the camp until he was released to be used as a miscellaneous soldier when cleaning the battlefield... But the spirit is generous, The mood is also passionate!

"It's Ah Lang, Ah Lang has returned home!"

When the group of people arrived in front of their house, the Hakka people in the courtyard were already smiling and cheering when they saw Wen Fang. Some rushed into the mansion to report the news, while others rushed down to greet him.

"I'm back……"

Snapped!
Wen Fangzhi raised his whip to say hello to his family, and then made a gesture to get off the horse. Unexpectedly, the movement was too big, and the horse under his crotch rushed suddenly, staggered and fell back on the horse.He clutched the saddle with lingering fear in his heart, and waited until his family members pulled the reins to stabilize the horse, and then carefully got off the horse with the help of others.

Down-to-earth, Wen Fang's courage revived, and he patted the shoulders of the happy family members beside him. Just about to speak a few words of encouragement, his vision suddenly went dark, and the bridge of his nose was hit by a hard object.

"Hurry up and prepare a new shirt with hot soup, take off Alang's armor, take a shower and change clothes!"

The family also saw that Wen Fangzhi's armor was too ill-fitting, so they surrounded him and went in, while loudly ordering the servants to do things.

"No need, no need, since you have joined the army, you should be put on the armor to fight, and you can't rest easy!"

Wen Fangzhi propped up his pocket with both hands, carefully moved back a few minutes, said with a straight face, stood in the courtyard gate and looked around for a while, then asked in a low voice, "Grandpa didn't come to the stage today, did he?"

"The Lord is lying idle in the courtyard."

Hearing his family's answer, Wen Fangzhi breathed a sigh of relief. Naturally, he wanted to show his father what he was doing. If the most important audience is missing, it will naturally feel dull.Knowing his father's whereabouts, Dang Shi slapped away the hands of his family members who were reaching out to help him remove the armor, holding the loose skirt armor with both hands, keeping his head held high to prevent the pocket from falling off, and walked all the way to the atrium.

"Brother, brother! You have finally returned home. We planted flowers and trees together years ago, and finally sprouted!"

A young man in a thin shirt rushed out from the side corridor, shouting and waving hello to Wen Fangzhi. It was Wen Fangzhi's brother Wen Shizhi.

Hearing the yelling, Wen Fangzhi also showed joy on his face. He looked sideways, and the douhou fell down again. He supported the douhou with one hand and waved to Wen Shizhi with the other, beckoning his family to help lift the skirt armor that had hit the instep, and then Cai laughed and said, "Erlang, it's been a long time since I've seen you. You've grown taller again, and you're already looking like a man. During the time I'm not at home, it's really hard for you to comfort my father and take care of the family business."

Hearing this, Wen Shizhi saw his elder brother's strange posture, and some doubts appeared on his childish face. Is this elder brother in front of him?
"Erlang, you have to grow up quickly. In the future, when you run north and south, you will realize that the world is so big that it is far from a corner of the garden. Flowers and trees are just children's play, and my brother doesn't like it anymore. Come on, I have something for you here." Your gift, that is the bamboo horse that I personally cut the green bamboo in the Tuzhong battle field and made it for you. The bamboo in Jiangbei is born in bitter cold and grows in turbulence, it is far more tenacious than Jiangdong!"

Once across the river, in Wen Fangzhi's mind, the weeds in the north of the river were much more lush than those in the east of the river. He held onto Douhou and patted Wen Shi's shoulder, and said with some guilt: "Don't think that brother is crossing the river, it's just I will cut bamboo to make a bamboo horse for you, my brother is very busy, and he leads too many soldiers, uh...you go and play by yourself, I still have to visit my father and tell me about my knowledge of the way."

At this time, on the attic of the atrium of the Wen Mansion, Wen Qiao was standing at the window and looking at his son from a distance. Although he couldn't hear his voice clearly, he could guess his state of mind by looking at his strange appearance and posture.He pointed at his son who was walking towards the attic and scolded with a smile: "This kid crossed the river once, and he returned home with a lot of madness. If he doesn't know, he will return home with such great achievements. It's really disgusting!"

There are many disciples of the Wen family in the building. Although they heard Wen Qiao scolding, their expressions were full of joy, and they all laughed and said: "The battle in the north of the Yangtze River was really exciting. Mr. Lang was young and strong, and he was able to meet the danger. It is a blessing to return. The spirit of youth is worthy of boasting."

After Wen Qiao heard the words, he already laughed, waved his hands and said: "Everyone, please step back for a while, this kid's gimmick is really annoying."

Wen Fangzhi walked all the way in that ill-fitting armor, seeing some of his disciples along the way, they all nodded and smiled reservedly, but when they walked to the front of the building, their pace involuntarily slowed down.Although Yu Manzhi, Xie Yi, Shen Yun and others were all teaching him how to face his father after returning home, he also practiced it proficiently, but he was so close at hand. .

"Boldly say, even the fierce soldiers of Jienu can hardly hurt our ambitions, and your old father is not a feud, so why would he still eat your flesh and blood!"

Yu Manzhi's words of encouragement echoed in his mind, Wen Fangzhi was full of fighting spirit again, and walked into the building with his head held high, he was already laughing, but when he walked into the hall and saw his father on the half-bed, the laughter resumed It stopped abruptly.

"Why don't you laugh?"

Wen Qiao put down the scroll he had grabbed temporarily, and looked up at his son.

"Ha ha ha ha……"

When Wen Fangzhi heard this, he laughed dryly again, but the laughter was too harsh, far less powerful than in rehearsal. He licked his dry lips, raised his head suddenly, and then fell down again, unable to see his father. The appearance, but the courage grew again, Dang Li stamped his feet and said: "Haha! I still remember that my father drove me away from home in the past, and I was panicked like a dog in a house. My father didn't expect that my child would go north to fight against slaves and return with honor. ..."

After saying this, Wen Fangzhi felt that the room was surprisingly quiet, and his heart was still terrified. Suddenly, his vision flickered, and when he turned his head, he saw that Douhou had been held by his father, and the other hand was impressively Holding a bamboo stick, he panicked in his heart, turned around and ran to the side in a hurry: "Yu Changmin, Shen Yunraccoon taught me... Grandpa, don't...ah!"

After a while, Wen Fangzhi sat down on the mat with his head downcast, his buttocks hurting so badly that he could barely sit still, but seeing his father tapping on the desk with a bamboo stick, he subconsciously tightened his loose armor and began to speak cautiously From the history of the First World War in Jiangbei.

Wen Qiao was also listening carefully to his son's narration, and asked a few questions from time to time. With his son's personal narration, he would inevitably know more about this battle.When he heard Wang Qianqi pleading guilty, he couldn't help frowning slightly, and when he heard the final meritorious service, he relaxed his brows again.

"Shen Weizhou knows how to control soldiers well. It is also a good thing that you can increase your knowledge by his side."

Wen Fangzhi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard his father's tone gradually becoming gentler, and then nodded again and again: "Yes, what my father said is right! The son-in-law is well-mannered and compassionate to everyone, and all the officers and men he leads are heartbroken and admired." , Serve your life bravely."

Wen Qiao shook off the bamboo stick, moved his weak arms, and couldn't help but lament that one was going up and the other was up and down, his son was growing up gradually, but he was no longer strong.In the past, chasing and fighting was easy and effortless, but now it has been somewhat difficult to catch up.

Wen Fangzhi took a peek at his father's face, and he breathed a sigh of relief.But soon after, he heard his father yelling and scolding: "When I led the people to fight fiercely and made great achievements many times, the boy was not conceived yet. How dare you go home and be crazy when you cross the river to be a military service envoy to clear the field?"

"Don't dare, dare not! It's all bad friends who trap me, how dare I underestimate my father!"

Wen Fangzhi waved his hands again and again, at this time the waiter was walking in with the decoction in his hands, he rushed forward to serve the medicine, when he saw that his father had white hair on the sideburns and wrinkles on his forehead, he felt sore in his heart, and said emotionally: "Son This time I return to the capital to report victory, so I can only stay for a short ten days, and I will return to the army later. I can't just give peace on my knees, please father to take good care of this body, and the news of success will come frequently!"

Hearing this, Wen Qiao felt a lot of emotion in his heart, and raised his hand to pat his son on the shoulder to encourage him, then he heard Wen Fangzhi say: "Master Wang Kelu, returning to the Central Plains is by no means a feat of infancy. My son must keep this lofty ambition and dare not slack off, and when the day comes, even if the parents fail to catch him, he will be buried in the coffin and buried in the hometown!"

"Kid begging for a beating!"

Hearing this, the paternal love in Wen Qiao's heart disappeared immediately, and he grabbed the bamboo stick again, and there was another howl in the attic begging for mercy.

After this hearty beating, Wen Qiao's body, which had been ill for a long time, was unexpectedly refreshed. He shook off the bamboo stick and pointed to his son with a smile, "Go down and rest. My father is lying in the empty courtyard, and he is also bored. Tomorrow, you go invite Yu's family, Shen My children come over to see me, and I will also see these Jiangbei Xingong underachievers!"

When Wen Fangzhi heard this, he nodded hurriedly, not because he was deeply afraid of his father Huwei, but because he hoped that his father could help him avenge the frame-up of these bad friends!
(End of this chapter)