When dusk kept pouring out from the horizon, a large and small camp had already stood in the wilderness north of Lianshan Town.

Many torches were lit in the camp. The night wind blew, and the torches were unstable, and the shadows illuminated the surrounding area.

In the center of the camp, there is a huge camp tent, made of newly cut trees as a bracket, surrounded by unknown black fabric, creating a golden shape.

At this time, the black-armored sergeant guarding did not stand at the door of the big tent for some reason, but was in groups of two people, distributed on four corners about ten meters away from the big tent, as if to prevent someone from accidentally breaking into the big tent.

The tent was brightly lit, and two figures were faintly reflected, one sitting and the other standing.

Guo Qi sat behind a simple and heavy desk, looking at the young soldier in front of him, a trace of nostalgia and loneliness flashed in his eyes, but he didn't know what to say or where to start.

Han Yong dared not have any impatience, but his heart was filled with nervousness and curiosity. He did not understand why the famous deputy general of the Imperial Guard, Guo Qi, who claimed that he would not give anyone any face in the army, looked "famous" and looked at him differently, and he looked nervous.

Guo Qi hesitated for a while, then gritted his teeth and asked carefully: "Han Yong, are you okay with your mother?"

"My mother?" Han Yong was obviously stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer.

No matter who it is, in this case, I am afraid that it will not be able to reflect it. One is a high-ranking official in the court and the other is a village woman in the countryside. No matter how you say it, it should not be able to contact you.

Guo Qi showed an embarrassing look on his face. He knew that this would not be good, but when he thought of the woman in his memory, he felt a little panic and regretful. Before he knew it, he became the boy from eighteen years ago, and he was full of trepidation about the girl's recent situation.

"Home is still safe, I have to give you a greeting." Although Han Yong was extremely surprised, the habit he developed in the army over the years made him not refuse to answer Guo Qi's questions.

Guo Qi sighed secretly, but was reluctant to give up. He asked with expectation, "Liang'er... Alas, has your mother ever talked to you about me? Or, have you ever talked to you about her childhood playmate Guo Shitou?"

Han Yong's mouth moved, and he felt a strange and funny feeling in his heart.

He could basically be sure that the Guo Shitou that Guo Qi mentioned was Guo Qi himself. But he never thought that the mighty Commander Guo would have such an interesting nickname when he was a child.

Then he thought of Lian'er as Guo Qi said, probably his mother Su Hanzhi.

"My mother never talks about the past with her subordinates. She just accidentally lets her subordinates know that she has a small claw and has learned that when she was young, she lived in the capital for a while."

Thoughts in his heart, Han Yong replied respectfully, "As for Guo Shitou, his mother has never mentioned it. However, there was a grandpa Guo who said it more than once, and he missed it very much every time."

"Oh, she must be blamed by me..." Guo Qi sighed long, the loneliness on his face became even more serious. Looking at the candle on the desk, he had not spoken for a long time, as if he was nostalgic for his youth, or his more distant childhood.

The candlelight was swaying, and Guo Qi's face also changed.

Han Yong looked at Guo Qi with a rare sad look, and couldn't help but ask with some concern: "Commander Guo, do you know your mother?"

"Yes, Lian'er and I..." Guo Qi replied subconsciously.

Then he seemed to wake up, with a gentle look on his face, and he whispered: "Your mother and I have known each other since we were young, and we have known each other since we were very young. It can be considered as well, and it can be considered as..."

Speaking of this, Guo Qi stopped, as if he couldn't continue.

The poem "A man rides a bamboo horse and plays a green plum blossom around the bed" once contains so much innocence, so much beauty and warmth, and so many little doubts.

But now, the little girl squatting on the grass with ants counting together, and the young girl who holds books and waits for her lover on the willow bank, is already full of children. The little boy who was so fat that he could not squat and the boy who could only look at the girl and smile foolishly have become the coldest and most ruthless commander general in the army.

Back then, I searched for Wujiang everywhere, but I couldn't find the girl I remembered. In the end, I had to marry and have children. I thought I could just live my life like this, but I didn't expect that by chance, I got the news that the girl was already married in Chunan.

The moment I received the news, I kicked the book case over and wanted to come to Lianshan Town immediately, draw my sword and kill the inn shopkeeper named Han Dagui. Finally, I stopped in the tears of my wife, silently helped the book case overturned to the ground, picked up the messy books and calligraphy and paintings all over the ground...

Yes, what can I do if I kill Han Dagui? Can I still rob Lian'er? Isn't it innocent to have my wife and the baby in my cradle behind me? Can I still divorce this virtuous woman and let the child lose his mother from an early age?

What's more, I was sorry for Lian'er and Mr. Su at the beginning.

At her most helpless moment, she was thousands of miles away, and she was a delicate woman, facing the storm of the capital alone, facing the powerful people who were ready to kill her family, what kind of face did she have to fight with Han Dagui, who had been taking care of Lian'er's family...

Even though he immediately rushed back to the capital after receiving the news, more than half a month had passed, and the Lianer family had disappeared.

In the end, I could only stare at the empty yard. Although it was simple in the past, it was my favorite yard...

"Feng Family...Feng Yi..."

A fierce and low voice sounded, and Han Yong realized that Commander Guo, who had not spoken, was staring at the candle on the table with a ferocious expression, and unconsciously said something he couldn't understand, as if the candle on the table was his irreconcilable enemy.

"Commander, Commander..." Han Yong was a little scared, worried that something would happen to Guo Qi, but he did not dare to come forward to remind him, so he had to shout carefully.

"Fengyi, be careful, don't let me catch the handle..."

Guo Qi suddenly stood up, stared at Han Yong, as if he regarded the young soldier in front of him as Feng Yi in his mouth, and threatened with a fierce look on his face.

Looking at the fierce look in Guo Qi's eyes, Han Yong couldn't help but fight a cold war and almost wanted to turn around and escape. Guo Qi's fierce murderous aura was not something that Han Yong could withstand if he had never been on the battlefield.

Han Yong swallowed his throat, suppressed his fear and said, "Commander, I am not Feng Junhou, I am Han Yong, do you still remember Han Yong?"

Guo Qi was stunned for a moment, the fierce look on his face gradually faded away, and he sat back on the chair with some fatigue, slowly closed his eyes, took a deep breath and said, "Xiaoyong, don't be afraid, I just remembered some things, some things that I didn't dare to recall before..."

"Xiao Yong?"

When Han Yong heard Guo Qi's name to him, he couldn't help but be stunned. He felt quite flattered. In the past, only a few extremely familiar elders would call him like this.

However, Han Yong did not dare to be careless at all, and asked carefully: "Commander, what's wrong with you just now? I think you are saying that you want to deal with Feng Junhou..."

"well!"

Guo Qi sighed heavily, with a self-deprecating look on his face, and said with a wry smile: "Am I useless? I can't kill the old one, but I can only settle the score with the young one. Even so, I still can't overcome the hurdle in my heart. It's ridiculous that I can't kill the young one without reason..."

Han Yong didn't dare to answer the conversation, and he didn't even dare to breathe for a moment.

Although he was very curious, Commander Guo, who has always been known for his "strict management and loving love", would have such a soft side. He also vaguely understood what was going on between Guo Qi and Feng Yi.

However, he still felt that it would be better not to get involved in such a fight between gods and immortals, as a mortal, otherwise he would not know how to die at that time.

Guo Qi smiled desolately and then his face slowly returned to normal. After breathing a sigh of relief, he smiled and said to Han Yong: "Xiaoyong, when there is no one in the future, just call me Uncle Guo. Our Guo family in the capital, and your grandfather's Wujiangsu family, can be regarded as family friends. If you always call me the commander, you will be out of here."

Han Yong was a little at a loss. Although he had vaguely guessed something, the change was really big, so great that he could not digest it for a while.

After all, since he was a child, he thought that he was just the son of an inn owner. The world of those powerful people was really far away from him. Although he was eager to enter that world, he never thought that he himself belonged to that world.

Moreover, he had heard too much about Guo Qi, and he had already had some inherent thoughts about Guo Qi, such as being cold, strict, not giving face, etc. Now Guo Qi told himself that he was his mother's childhood friend, or even a childhood sweetheart...

Although Guo Qi didn't say it, from the expression and expression on Guo Qi's face, as long as someone who is not too stupid, he can imagine the relationship between them.

"You may not be able to adapt for a while, just get used to it slowly." Guo Qi found Han Yong's at a loss and said gently.

"Yes, commander." Han Yong felt a little relieved, but he still shouted out habitually.

Guo Qi smiled helplessly, thought for a moment, and said warmly: "Xiaoyong, do you want to know what happened to your mother when she was a child? Also, why did your mother never tell you about her own past?"
Chapter completed!