Brocade legend

Chapter 118 Little Xiuying

Lu Bing frowned and called the medical officer. The medical officer tested it, looked at Lu Bing, and said regretfully: "My lord, Guard Jiang's left ear has been deaf due to the heavy blow..."

When everyone heard this, they were taken aback for a moment, and then sighed.

Lu Bing's heart was struck by lightning, and Yang Sen hurriedly asked, "Is there a way to recover?"

"This..., I'm sorry for my lack of medical skills, I can't do anything..." The medical officer said apologetically, "Unless a miracle happens, I can heal, otherwise... this life is hopeless."

Lu Bing felt depressed, wanted to get angry, but he didn't know who to attack, the anger circled in his chest for a while, and turned into a sigh.

Seeing that Lu Bing was troubled, Shitou comforted him with a naive smile, "It's all right, my lord, it's enough to have one ear to hear."

"..." Lu Bing was silent for a while, raised his head, and said to Shi Shi, "Shi Shi, don't call me Master anymore, call me Big Brother."

Shitou smiled innocently, without the slightest bit of embarrassment, and said happily, "Brother!"

"Good brother!" Lu Bing grabbed Shi Shi's hand and said, "From now on, you will be my brother, Lu Bing!"

Shi Shi still smiled foolishly, but the tiger's eyes flashed. From now on, besides his mother, he has another relative.

Lu Bing comforted Shi Shi to lie down, leaving Yang Sen to accompany Shi Shi, walked out of the big tent by himself, let out a long sigh, looked at the clouds and clouds in the distant sky, and was fascinated.

At some point, Li Jin came over and saw Lu Bing in a daze, not daring to disturb him.

Lu Bingwu's intuition felt that someone was coming, and turned his head to see that it was Li Jin.

Lu Bing smiled and said, "Is General Li okay?"

Seeing Lu Bing asking, Li Jin hurriedly said, "My lord, what should I do with the corpse I brought back? That little girl is holding the corpse and won't let go. You can't leave the corpse like this all the time, or there will be a plague."

After hearing this, Lu Bing knew that Li Jin's words were reasonable, and said, "I'll go and see with you."

Lu Bing and Li Jin came to a tent, Wang Zhaoyi's body was inside, and Wang Zhaoyi's daughter was holding on to the body tightly.Several soldiers on the side looked at the little girl helplessly, and when they saw Lu Bing and Li Jin coming in, they saluted one after another.

Lu Bing waved his hand to let them retreat first, and the soldiers retreated and walked out of the camp.

Lu Bing came to the little girl, squatted down, and asked, "What's your name?"

Hearing Lu Bing's voice, the little girl took a peek and saw that it was Lu Bing. She remembered that this adult fought side by side with her father, and also remembered the efforts this adult made to get back his father's body.

"My name is Xiaoying." The little girl replied in a low voice, her voice hoarse from crying.

"Xiaoying..., is this your nickname? What about your first name?"

"Wang Xiuying..." the little girl replied
"From today onwards, your name is Wang Lu Xiuying, and you are my daughter, Lu Bing." Lu Bing said seriously
"I'm not! My name is Wang Xiuying, and I only have one father! My name is Wang Zhaoyi!" Xiao Xiuying shouted stubbornly.

"Yes! Your father is Wang Zhaoyi, Beileg Wang Zhaoyi! You are the daughter of Beileg Wang! But look at you now! Your father is dead! And he died with a different head! You just pester him like this, How can he be at ease if he can't get a whole body? How can he be on the road with confidence!" Lu Bing said seriously.

After listening to Lu Bing's words, Xiao Xiuying looked at her poor father, her heart ached, and her eyes were red again.

"Xiuying, you are the daughter of the King of North Legs, you must be strong, and you must not let down your father's first life name! Be obedient, let his soul return to his hometown?" Lu Bing saw that Xiao Xiuying had listened, and then said softly.

Xiao Xiuying lowered her head in thought, and after a while, she stood up and said firmly: "Uncle, then you can send my father away, and lie here like this... Daddy must be in pain..."

At this point, Xiao Xiuying couldn't hold back her tears anymore, tears streaming down her face, and she couldn't make a sound.

Lu Bing sighed and asked someone to come in, sew Wang Zhaoyi's body and head together, and carry them out of the camp.

Lu Bing asked people to build a tall wooden frame, filled it with wood, and put Wang Zhaoyi on it.

Lu Bing took Xiuying's little hand and walked out of the tent.

"Kneel down and kowtow three more times to your father!" Lu Bing said pitifully.

Xiuying wiped her tears, knelt down, and knocked her head three times, her forehead was stained red with blood.

Lu Bing took the torch and threw it up with his own hands.

The warm flames, licking the setting sun in the west, devoured Wang Zhaoyi's figure...

The wind was strong, like the hearty laughter of Wang Zhaoyi's heroic soul in the setting sun.

Xiuying's teary eyes were dim, and she watched the flames rising and burning, which seemed to be pictures one after another...

Since she was a child, her father has loved her the most... Especially the days of living in a strange Mongolian camp for the past few years, and the days of being dependent on each other, Xiao Xiuying will never forget it.

That night when I fled my hometown, there were horrible voices and fierce faces everywhere.The pungent smell of blood and burning sensation made Xiuying feel like she was in hell, but in her father's warm embrace, Xiuying unexpectedly fell asleep, even the heavy breathing was so reassuring.

Dad worked hard, fought hard, and bought a piece of sheep scorpion for himself, watching his mouth dripping with oil, and the wrinkles at the corners of Dad's eyes blooming into a flower.

When my father saw that he was being bullied by Mongolian children, he was angrily thrown into the family's yurt, and was whipped thirty times for this.The next day, he had to continue working with injuries in exchange for rations for himself.But after that, the Mongolian children never dared to bully themselves easily.

The tent with air leaks everywhere is no different from an ice cellar in the winter on the grassland. My father built a fire all night, hugged himself, and pressed his back against the air vent on the tent, sleepless all night.On the second day, with festering, red and swollen frostbite, I ran dozens of miles to break enough dead branches to prepare for the second night's stove fire.

……

One after another, big or small, flashed through Xiuying's mind...

"Xiaoying..." Xiuying seemed to hear a faint voice, which came to her ears from the bottom of her heart.

"Xiaoying..." Xiuying murmured in harmony...

Lu Bing, who was at the side, heard it vaguely, feeling sore in his heart.

……

As the flames gradually extinguished, Lu Bing ordered someone to collect a box of ashes, wrapped them in a parcel, and held them in his hands.

"Xiu...Xiaoying." Lu Bing called hesitantly.

Xiuying woke up suddenly, a gleam of joy appeared on the corner of her mouth, but it disappeared immediately, she remembered that her father would never call her that again.

Xiuying subconsciously shook her head in disappointment, a wry smile that only an adult could have appeared on the corner of her mouth...

"Uncle, can you not call me Xiaoying?... Only dad can call me..." Xiuying said in a low voice
Lu Bing heard this, touched Xiuying's head with heartache, and said softly: "Xiuying, when your father was leaving, the last sentence was to let me take good care of you. Uncle has no children yet. Let uncle How about being your father? Uncle will take good care of you."

Xiuying shook her head, unwilling to do so.In her heart, no one can replace her father, the real hero in her heart.

(End of this chapter)