son-in-law

Chapter 1302 Thunderstorm (V)

After Lin Zongwu left, the rain stopped and Jin Chenghu and the others set off again, but the Danchen Guards did not chase them. Perhaps the scene of Ying Baiyan being killed also frightened them.

As for the little monk's true identity, a knight who felt familiar with it went over to ask, but the little monk scratched his head, not knowing how to answer. Everyone thought that he was sensitive about it and did not mention it.

The group did not go to Xiangyang. Two days later, they crossed the Han River in a wild place in the south. Going further south, they found the spies scattered with the Huaxia Army in a nearby small town. Ping An followed for half a day, and when he found the people, he parted ways with everyone. Yan Yunzhi sent him to the outside of the small town and asked him why he had to go back to Jin. Ping An also told the truth about his parents.

"Miss Yan, are you going to the southwest?" Ping An asked her.

"...Hmm." Yan Yunzhi thought for a long time before saying this, but then shook her head slightly, "I don't know where to go either, it's just..."

"Actually... my eldest brother has a reckless but honest personality. His words at that time might have been directed at the enemy... in order to confuse their minds..."

Yan Yunzhi smiled sadly.

"Thinking about it afterwards, I naturally understood it, but no matter what, that one sentence ruined the lives of so many of my relatives..." She paused slightly when she said this, "Actually... it's not all his fault. My family sent me out to marry me to the Fair Party, but from the moment I arrived in Jiangning, I felt something was wrong. Later, I fell out with Shi Weiyang, and wasn't there my own willfulness involved..."

"Amitabha... Miss Yan can think of this, it's true..."

"But no matter what, my relatives are dead, my uncle hates me... I ran all the way here, saying that I wanted to seek revenge and an explanation from your eldest brother, but in reality... I don't know where to go... Xiaosun, where do you think I can go..."

She was dressed in simple and elegant clothes. When she said this, her eyelashes trembled and tears fell. Ping An looked at her and just sighed and scratched his head.

In fact, it is impossible for a person to have a good life when he is alone outside for a long time. As a little monk, he is usually dirty and smelly, and even hungry. Yan Yunzhi came to the Central Plains from Jiangning last year. He traveled alone and occasionally did chivalrous things. Many times, he lived a very miserable life. The two of them traveled together several times. On two occasions, they were both as dirty as the Beggars' Gang. It was only now that they found a place related to the Huaxia Army, cleaned up and washed, and it was briefly clean.

"Well...it's better to go to the southwest. In this world, I'm afraid only the southwest can be more peaceful...for a woman like you, it's not so convenient outside." After thinking for a long time, Ping An finally gave such an answer.

"...Hmm." Yan Yunzhi was silent for a long time before nodding and asking, "Xiao Sun, you are also going to the southwest in the future, right?"

"My eldest brother and I have an agreement to be the best in the world. After a few years, when I have grown taller and my martial arts skills are pretty good, I will go to Chengdu to settle the grudge with him."

"Then I'll wait for you in Chengdu. Will you still call me Xiao Sun?"

"If you're not going to call me Sun Wukong, then call me Ping An. I'm going to participate in the world's number one martial arts competition. If you're there, you'll be able to see me."

"Then let's pull the hook."

Yan Yunzhi extended her little finger, and Ping An vaguely remembered the other person who had pinky-pinched with him last year. How did it become like this again... He felt a little amused, but finally extended his hand and hooked his fingers together with Yan Yunzhi's.

When the girl's fingers touched Ping An's heart, he felt a strange "thump" in his heart. He tried very hard not to show such emotion on his face.

"Hook." He also said with a smile.

The two of them parted ways.

After leaving the town, he returned north along the same route. It was the rainy season, the sky was gray, and it seemed that rain could fall at any time. He walked very fast, and completed the half-day journey in more than an hour. After arriving at the Han River, there was no one at the wild ferry, and he didn't know how long he would have to wait for the desperate smugglers who were smuggling on this waterway to come. The little monk was not in a hurry, and walked and sat casually by the rolling river.

The Central Plains had been occupied for more than ten years. Years of war had caused the fields to be overgrown with weeds and the villages to collapse and become deserted. Under the dim sky, it seemed that he was the only one in the entire view of the rushing river.

He waited for an hour, and it was almost evening. Probably no boat would come, so Ping An waved his hand, carried his bag, and thought about heading towards Xiangyang. There was a ferry crossing the river there, and even if they wanted to check his identity, he was not afraid now.

After walking for a while, a hallucinatory shouting sound came from the wind.

Ping An stood there and listened carefully to the sound of the wind whistling across the wild land.

After walking a few more steps, he stopped again and looked back. In the gray wilderness, there seemed to be a figure running from the wild ferry. The figure was slender and thin, crossing the road and the wormwood, one foot high and one foot low, and sometimes seemed to sink into the tall and swaying grass. But the sound was finally clearer.

That is Yan Yunzhi.

She ran from the other side of the wind, and had no time to distinguish the road in the wilderness. Sometimes she stepped into the mud, and the swaying weeds almost covered half of her body. Ping An also ran and jumped, and went to that side. There were only a few hard roads on the ground near the river, and it was all muddy, so Ping An had to take a detour. When the two ran to a nearby place, they were separated by a puddle.

The wind whistled past, and Yan Yunzhi stood in the gray grass, holding up her muddy trouser legs: "Little Sun--" she called, "I have nowhere to go--"

"Why……"

Ping An stood in front of the puddle and had to walk around it, so he stopped for a moment.

"I don't want to go to the southwest! My martial arts skills are too poor to beat him. If I go to his house to ask for justice, I will just be driven away—"

“No…I won’t—”

"Xiao Sun! I have nowhere to go--" she shouted in the wind, choking.

The surroundings became quiet, the gray wormwood swayed like the ocean, trapping the two figures in it. Ping An scratched the back of his head, which already had some hair, and didn't know what to say. Yan Yunzhi was seen holding up her trouser legs and shouting loudly, bending over.

She said, "Xiao Sun, you are going alone, and you have no family. Let's go to Jin together, okay? If we go together, we can have someone to take care of us."

Ping An thought for a while and shook his head: "Jin... is going to be in chaos——"

Yan Yunzhi bent over and shouted back.

"But what does that matter——"

The wind was howling, and then thunder flashed in the sky, and the rain was coming again.

……

But what does that matter...

……

It is still a hot summer in southeastern Fujian. In the middle reaches of the Han River, thunderstorms during the flood season occasionally cover the land. The Yangtze River and the Yellow River have entered the flood season again.

No matter how heavy the rain falls, people will still carry out their production activities. Materials flow to all directions with caravans and ships. There are also pedestrians and horses running on this land, carrying countless information, interweaving on this land, giving birth to a new round of activities.

The message brought by Lieutenant General Ding Shu and Yu He was handed over to the information channel of the Chinese Army. The people carrying the message soon set out in the heavy rain, passed through the rain curtain, passed through the clear land, crossed the rivers along the way, met with many other messages, passed through Jiange, and finally arrived at another gloomy and rainy world.

Chengdu.

During the flood season in Chengdu, even if it is not continuously rainy, there is often a layer of gray fog covering the city. This has made the atmosphere in Chengdu depressing and grim in recent times. But of course, on the other hand, this grim atmosphere has another reason.

On the first day of June, after arriving in Chengdu, even Peng Yueyun felt the ripples of serious pressure in the air. Because of his military background, the procedures for settling the members of the working group that came with him were more complicated than usual. After the rooms were roughly allocated, he went to find Tang Minjie.

"Brother, the job report will be tomorrow. I'm going to find Jingmei now. Can you come back with me for dinner? Jingmei also wants to see you. I also have something I want to discuss with you."

"I still have some materials to sort out tonight, so I won't go." Tang Minjie refused. "Besides, you finally come back to Chengdu for a couples' gathering, why should I go there?"

"I have something to discuss with you."

"What to discuss?"

"Need I say more? This incident has caused such a big stir, I have no idea what the higher-ups are going to do next. Brother, you are smarter than me, please help me analyze it."

"Don't play tricks on me." Peng Yueyun put his arm around his shoulder and whispered to him, but Tang Minjie didn't fall for it and dodged away in disgust. "Your family has a bunch of Western Army elders. Go back and ask Jingmei and everything will be clear."

"Then this time...if they decide to take sides..."

"What kind of team are you standing in?" Tang Minjie used the catchphrase he learned from Ning Yi. "After the incident, it looked lively, but there was no real panic in the arrest and response. If I'm not mistaken, the teacher was prepared. What a small fry you are, talking about standing in line? Whoever stands in line will die..."

"Really?"

"Don't think too much, it's not your turn."

"I was saying that you have a good brain, you are my Zhuge Liang." Peng Yueyun smiled, "But what's going on with General Qin..."

"I don't know about this either. It's none of my business."

"Okay, I'll go back and ask around. If I have any news, I'll come over to discuss it with you, brother." Niupitang was finally about to leave, but before he left, Peng Yueyun turned back and said, "There's something we need to discuss. After this job report, come to my house for dinner. This is a real family dinner. I'll ask Sister Jingmei to cook something delicious, and the three of us can just get together. So you have to come."

"...Okay." Tang Minjie nodded.

Peng Yueyun left with a smile.

Peng Yueyun now works for the Discipline Inspection Commission. In late March, Tang Minjie joined his team and became a team leader. Since then, Peng Yueyun has always come to harass him.

In May, land reform was still the focus of the Huaxia Army's work, but the atmosphere within the army became a little strange. Some rumors appeared secretly and spread in the shadows, mainly exaggerating the differences in ideas and opinions between Ning Yi and Qin Shaoqian on this land reform - because since the beginning of the land reform, Ning Yi has dealt with a large number of combat heroes similar to Fang Lu, and it is rumored that Qin Shaoqian and Ning Yi have had many disputes.

On May 21, ten days ago, a dozen young soldiers in the army, probably expecting that they would be punished, launched a military remonstrance on the way to Ning Yi's land reform inspection, causing a commotion. Although the matter was quickly suppressed, Qin Shaoqian disappeared from the high-level meeting afterwards. The information available to the middle-level officials was that Commander Qin's old illness relapsed and he was bedridden, but privately, various information and interpretations emerged one after another. The most sensational conspiracy theory was that the idea of ​​the military remonstrance came from Qin Shaoqian, so he had been placed under house arrest or killed.

For the past ten days, the investigation and purge within the army was still ongoing, and externally, the progress of the land reform had also been affected to a certain extent. On May 28, Peng Yueyun received an order in Zizhou to bring his team back to Chengdu to report on his work and possibly accept a new round of tasks - and the same call-up tasks had been issued to various areas of land reform - considering recent events and his identity, the focus of the next round of tasks can be imagined.

Therefore, Peng Yueyun was also worried. If the Western Army was involved in this military rebellion, he would most likely take action against the generals with a Western Army background.

It was afternoon, and he went to the Ministry of Commerce and found his wife Lin Jingmei who was working there. Not long after, he learned from his wife a shocking and sad news that might only be circulated among the top brass of the Chinese military...

Saying that the book will be finished this year is something we are striving for. Of course, if it is slower, people won’t be able to read it, and if it is faster, people will think that the book will be finished quickly—but it is not.

The entire plot line that follows is still long and complicated. I have said that in the last episode, there will be many more complex ideas or artistic conceptions than in the previous episodes. The plot will not be sloppy and will be full. The timeline in the book spans at least ten years, and the remaining length of the book is over 800,000 words, or even more. So there is no need to feel sad about the end of the book too early.

You will be satisfied with this story - at least most people will be very satisfied, otherwise why have I stopped updating and brewing it for so many years.

that is it.