Young wife Li, she won again

Chapter 529
In the 26th year of the Republic of China, Gaosu was bombarded by foreign invaders, Liaobei fell, and the war broke out.

With nowhere to go, Xiao Wenjing decided to defect to Yanjing.

"The reason why I came here is to ask you to take in these subordinates. They have lost their hometown and relatives. They really have nowhere to go. They can only be filled with hatred, and hope that one day they will be able to pay with blood." He said sadly.

"What about you?" Li Chenfeng asked.

"It's good for me to go wherever I want. The sky is big and the earth is big, and I can always find a place to stay." Xiao Wenjing said nonchalantly.

"I can't take your subordinates with you." Li Chenfeng said lightly.

"...In that case, please forgive me for disturbing you!" Xiao Wenjing said in frustration.

"You take care of your people. Although Liaobei is temporarily lost, one day, you will get it back." Li Chenfeng said.

"You, really trust me?" Xiao Wenjing asked in surprise.

"I can believe it. You have saved lives for me and Qingyue. What's more, Liaobei is very special to you."

In the territory of the country, every inch of land is worth every inch of gold.

Although Xiao Wenjing said that frustration led people to go far away, the people above are still compatriots whose blood is thicker than water.

That is the territory Zhang Baoshan once ruled, how could he bear to see it being trampled by foreign thieves?

Under the overturned nest, how can there be any eggs?Now that the national crisis is at stake, personal grievances should be put aside.

Li Chenfeng understands this truth, and so does Xiao Wenjing.

The two stared at each other and clapped their hands neatly.

On New Year's Eve in the 28th year of the Republic of China, Qiao Nan and Li Chenfeng sat drinking together.

Compared with previous years, the sound of firecrackers was zero and silent, and occasionally there was a movement or two, which quickly subsided.

Now that the situation is unstable, adults dare not go out, children dare not play around, when the country is ruined and the family is destroyed, who is in the mood to celebrate the New Year?

"Master, I offer you a toast! I hope that next year, our situation will be better and we can usher in the dawn." Qiao Nan said.

"I hope!" Li Chenfeng clinked the wine glass with him, and drank it with his head raised.

"I had a dream at noon today. I dreamed that you took Lin Jin, Mu Huaijin and a group of us to the north and south to suppress the bandits. I felt that those days were not long ago, but when I thought about it carefully, more than ten years had passed. Now the big guys are walking and scattered, things are different, time flies so fast." Qiao Nan said with emotion.

"Qiao Nan, are you 33?" Li Chenfeng said.

"Yes, the young master has a really good memory." Qiao Nan smiled.

"You're not too young, let's think about starting a family, lest the old man always worry about it."

"In peacetime, you don't have time to find a woman, let alone this time? But you, young master, don't you still miss Miss Su?"

"Back then, she obviously disappeared in my arms, and she hasn't appeared again for so many years, but I always have a hunch that she is not dead, and she will come to me one day." Li Chenfeng said quietly.

"With all sincerity, gold and stone are the same. I believe there will be such a day!" Qiao Nan said.

Although he has reached middle age, he still retains the innocence and childishness of a teenager.

No matter where you are, always be positive.

"How is Lin Jin doing now?" Li Chenfeng asked.

"It couldn't be better. Qin Cheng is guarded like an iron bucket by him now. Not to mention those bandits, even if we want to attack, I'm afraid it will be a headache. That guy has a good life, he married a wife early, and now Having both sons and daughters... I really envy others!" Qiao Nan said with a smile.

"It should be. Both of his parents died since he was a child, and he suffered too much, so God decided to use the rest of his life to compensate him. It is really a wise decision to hand Qin Cheng into his hands." Li Chenfeng said lightly.

The two remained silent for a long time, and it was not until the wine was almost finished that Qiao Nan rubbed his legs to ask questions.

"Master, tell me, will we win?"

"Of course!"

"I don't know when that day will come!" Qiao Nan asked.

"It should be soon." Li Chenfeng said in a low voice.

"If I can survive until that day, I must invite a theater troupe to celebrate three days with excitement!"

"How can it be done in three days? At least three months."

Qiao Nan looked at Li Chenfeng and showed a bright smile.

In the winter of the 29th year of the Republic of China, the water turned into ice, and the sky and the earth seemed to be frozen together.

A group of fast horses passed through the fog and came to the east gate of Qincheng.

"Who's here? Tell me your name!" the guard raised his voice and asked.

"Xiao Wenjing, I have something important to see Lin Jin!" said the visitor.

Soon, the city gate was opened, and a slender man rushed out on horseback.

"Master Xiao? Why are you here?" He was surprised.

Xiao Wenjing stared at him and didn't speak for a long time.

Lin Jin looked at the people behind him, and a strong ominous feeling came to his heart instantly.

"What's the matter? Tell me!" he urged sternly.

"I... came to see off Chen Feng and the others." Xiao Wenjing said.

"Where are people?" Lin Jin asked tremblingly.

Xiao Wenjing jumped off his horse and took out a black box from under his thick cloak.

His subordinates also made the same action.

Lin Jin's teeth chattered, and it took him a while to reach out and take the box.

An extremely simple wooden box with a white note on it, with Li Chenfeng's name written on it.

"Master..." Lin Jin's eyes turned red instantly.

"I'm sorry." Xiao Wenjing bowed his head and said.

"Where's Qiao Nan?" Lin Jin asked.

"Here," said the man behind.

"Where's Ah Hu?"

"here."

"Xiao Shun..."

"Also."

……

Lin Jin hugged the box, feeling like a knife was twisting his heart.

"Master, before you leave, did you leave any words?"

"He asked me to come to you, and said... he couldn't wait for Su Qingyue."

Dai Rong led the child to arrive, and burst into tears immediately after seeing this scene.

"Fei'er, Zhuzhu, you go over there, take your godfather... home." She choked on her sobs.

"Where's the godfather? I didn't see him." Zhuzhu said with big ignorant eyes.

"Mother, I want to avenge my godfather!" Xiao Yifei gritted his teeth.

Dai Rong couldn't bear it anymore, hugged the two children and burst into tears.

On the ninth day of November in the 29th year of the Republic of China, Li Chenfeng died in Fenghuangling at the age of 36.

Young Master Li, who was once famous, has since fallen.

At this time, the war is still going on...

In the torrent of the great era, all the great ones are small.

A day, a year, a century, all the big and small things are lost in the long river of history.

No one knows how many people died in moths to the flame in order to fight for the light.

The light and shadow of a thousand-mile knife burns [-]% of the hatred.

On the night of the full moon, people will not return, and there will be no peace in the land of fragrant flowers.

A cavity of silent blood, thousands of strands of motherly love.

For the shame of the country, go first, and reorganize the rivers and mountains to wait for the next generation.

"I'm sorry, I shouldn't be able to wait for you." Before dying, Li Chenfeng murmured to the sky.

His chest was pierced by dozens of bullets at the same time, and it was impossible for a god to save him.

Fifteen years ago, under a bright warm spring day, Li Chenfeng strayed into the deep mountains and old forests.

Among the flowers all over the mountain, he saw Su Qingyue.

(End of this chapter)