SWDnovel Chapter 410 Lü Xiao, who's got nothing better to do
Chapter 410 Lü Xiao, who's got nothing better to do
Lu Heng was raised by his grandfather from a young age, and his mother and uncles doted on him.
Everything was done according to his wishes, and he was never allowed to suffer any grievances.
But whenever he saw his classmates and friends with their fathers, he also longed for his father to be with him.
I want to talk to my father, I want to learn martial arts from him, and I want him to see how much taller I've grown these past few days.
However, whenever he thought about this, he could only look at the portrait his mother had drawn of his father.
He had seen that portrait countless times, remembering every single stroke clearly, and could even trace it with his eyes closed.
But the people in the painting are, in the end, just people in the painting.
"nature."
Yang Lin stroked Lü Heng's head, his eyes filled with heartache, his voice much gentler than when he spoke to Xue Liang.
"Your father is even more valiant than depicted in the portrait. After defeating Qin Qiong, your grandfather will send you to the Eastern Capital."
Ultimately, it was because he was too selfish.
He wanted to cultivate someone to inherit his mantle, so he took the child with him from a young age.
From learning to speak to taking his first steps, from reading and writing to learning martial arts, he did everything himself, big or small.
But this child has a father, a mother, and his own home.
As a grandfather, he cannot allow his children to be separated from their parents for years because of his own selfishness.
"A portrait is enough."
Lu Heng said this, but his eyes were clearly full of expectation.
He silently hoped in his heart that the war would end soon, that his grandfather would take him to Luoyang soon, and that he would see his father, whom he had only seen in portraits, soon.
Outside the tent, Xue Liang got up from the ground, dusted himself off, rubbed his sore bottom, and stood there for a long time without going in.
He craned his neck to peek into the tent twice, then withdrew.
"Second brother, why are you out? Is something wrong with godfather?"
Luo Fang, who returned a little later after withdrawing his troops, saw Xue Liang standing outside the tent peeking around and couldn't help but ask.
"Godfather is fine." Xue Liang shook his head, then sighed, his playful smile fading slightly. "But I think the war won't be easy."
He dared not say it in front of Yang Lin, but there was nothing he couldn't say in front of his elder brother.
Speak your mind; after all, the facts are there, and no one can erase them.
"It's not easy to fight."
Luo Fang nodded in agreement, her brows furrowing.
The soldiers of Hebei were already brave and fierce, and the Yanshan Iron Cavalry was even more extraordinary. Each of them was a veteran of countless battles, skilled in riding and archery, and wielding a sharp sword.
Although he was ordered to launch a surprise attack on Qin Qiong's right flank today and managed to succeed by chance, breaking into the enemy ranks and then breaking out again, he did not gain much advantage.
Qin Qiong was a skilled strategist with extremely quick reflexes. Just as he charged in, the enemy's reinforcements arrived and almost surrounded him.
"I suggested that my godfather invite the fourteenth son, but my godfather threw me out."
Xue Liang was still bothered by the matter and muttered to himself.
There were clearly better methods, but the godfather refused to use them. What else could this be but stubbornness?
"My godfather naturally has his own ideas." Luo Fang shook her head and said nothing more.
He glanced in the direction of the tent and patted Xue Liang on the shoulder.
"Alright, you can just stand outside and wait until your godfather calms down before going in. Don't go in now and invite trouble."
After saying that, Luo Fang lifted the curtain and strode inside.
Xue Liang stood there, his eyes darting around.
Standing here?
impossible.
Instead of wasting his time, he should go back to his own tent and write a letter to ask Lü Xiao of Dongdu to come and help him in the battle.
He was in such a hurry for two reasons, firstly, to reunite the father and son.
Heng'er and Jing'er have grown up but have never met their biological father.
The child didn't say it, but his uncle could tell.
Every time Lü Heng and Lü Jing see other people's children with their fathers, their eyes are filled with envy.
Secondly, it was for his godfather.
This old man is getting on in years, but he's still stubbornly unwilling to admit defeat and wants to shoulder everything himself.
Today, Luo Shixin shot me off my horse, and I was badly hurt.
According to him, if there are people available, then we'll use them.
Lü Xiao is powerful, so let him fight Qin Qiong.
Moreover, Qin Qiong had also wronged Lü Xiao, and the two had an irreconcilable hatred. With this relationship, how could Qin Qiong possibly have a good ending?
Without further ado, Xue Liang turned and left the main tent.
He wanted to write a letter in his adoptive father's name and send it by fast horse to Luoyang to ask the Prince of Shuo of the Sui Dynasty to come and help in the battle!
The Eastern Capital, the Shuo Prince's Residence.
The sun was shining brightly, neither too strong nor too hot, and felt warm and cozy on my skin.
Lu Xiao, dressed in casual clothes, lay lazily on a rattan chair in the yard, squinting his eyes and basking in the sun, looking very content.
These days I've been staying in the Eastern Capital, eating and sleeping all day long, doing nothing, and I haven't even touched my armor in a long time.
There are no major events in the court, and no battle reports from the frontier.
Yang Guang's health improved day by day, so he didn't need to worry about him.
Such days, to put it nicely, are called a period of rest and recuperation; to put it bluntly, they are just a period of idleness and waiting to die.
But he thought it was fine.
After fighting for so many years, from the northern deserts to the Yangtze River and Huai River basins, and from the Yangtze River and Huai River basins to the Western Regions, enduring countless trials and tribulations, it's time for a rest.
"Second son," Lü Xiao said, squinting without even lifting his eyelids, "how's your homework coming along?"
As soon as he said those words, Lü Xiao himself felt a little dazed.
When he was a child, he was most afraid of his parents asking him about his homework. Every time he was asked, he wished he could find a crack in the ground to crawl into.
Now, things have turned around, and it's finally his turn to say these words to his own son.
How should I put this feeling?
It was pretty cool.
"Brother, Father is asking us a question."
Lu Yan stood upright with his hands behind his back, but his eyes darted around, trying to drag others into the mess.
Although he and his elder brother studied different things and had different teachers, they both had homework assigned to them, so in this respect the two brothers were in the same boat.
And as the younger brother, how could he not know whether his elder brother wrote it or not?
He knew his older brother's daily routine perfectly, but he had never seen him write more than a few words.
If we're going to punish them, we have to do it one by one, starting with the leader.
"The gentleman has reviewed it and is very satisfied."
Lu Zhen remained expressionless, but his few words struck Lu Yan like a thunderbolt, leaving him stunned and speechless for a long time.
We agreed to share both the good times and the bad.
No one should write anything, and no one should write anything. If we get beaten up, we'll take it together. That's the kind of understanding brothers should have.
His older brother, on the other hand, wrote it secretly without even saying a word. Isn't that a betrayal?
"Big brother, when...when did you finish writing this?"
Lu Yan pressed on relentlessly, her small face filled with resentment.
He didn't believe it; his older brother must be lying to their father, right?
He lied at such a young age; it's fortunate that he discovered it early, otherwise the lie could have been covered up.
"You finished writing this while you were fast asleep."
A barely perceptible smile played in Lü Zhen's eyes, and the corners of his mouth curved slightly upwards.
He only goes to sleep after finishing his homework every day; that's his habit.
As for when his younger brother goes to sleep, how long he sleeps, or whether he has finished his homework, that's none of his business.
Do you want to drag yourself down with you?
Young people are just too inexperienced.