A few days later, hearing that Tao Yi in the village could meet His Majesty and was promoted, neighbors came to congratulate him one after another. Fu Ren, who lived under the same roof with the Tao family, watched everyone come in and congratulate him with fruits and grain. The wife of the elder Wu also specially took out a cloth and gave Tao Yi energy size to the wife of the village. "Xiao Tao will be the golden phoenix of our Wu and our village in the future. The first official, you have to dress more happily and see Your Majesty."

Tao Yineng smiled and blushed, thanked her repeatedly, and accepted everyone's congratulations and gifts with ease. It was indeed the style of a young man.

Fu Renyong next to him kept circling around everyone, stuffing the pancake given to him by the aunt of the Li family in his mouth, and his eyes were full of envy. Suddenly he saw his father, Tao Yineng's father, the sergeant commander and the corps commander (village commander) come in.

Tao's father limped, his father put his arm around his neck and his other hand around his waist, as if he was dragging a drunk person.

When they walked in, Tao's father raised his head and looked into the room. Fu Renyong was startled: Tao's father's chest was covered with mud, and his eyes were swollen like peaches. The cracks in his eyelids were like ripe and rotten peach flesh scars were flowing from it.

"Son..." Seeing Tao Yineng, Tao's father fell and wanted to pounce on the ground. His father held his waist desperately. The sergeant supported him with all his hands and feet, and almost lifted his feet off the ground into the room.

The atmosphere in the room was strange when he looked like this. The adults began to stop talking. The sergeant waved his hand and asked his wife to take a few women away, constantly persuading him: "Old Tao... why are you crying... This is a good thing..."

"Dad, did the uncle fall?" Fu Renyong was still ignorant, so he came over to see Tao's father and turned to ask his father.

"No...you don't understand...go out and play." The father whispered.

"My father! A man should be in danger, so how can a Confucian crown lose his life? Moreover, the country is in danger, and the feathered edicts are scrambling to stop!" Tao Yineng stepped forward and separated everyone and preached to his father: "Today, the light of Jesus shines on my brilliance. Your Majesty is wise and wise. The country needs me to devote my life to serving. What's wrong with joining the army?"

"You have a villain in your heart! You were deceived..." Tao's father roared, and then he remembered that he could not say this in public. He covered his face and cried loudly.

From that day on, Fu Renyong couldn't sleep well at night because he heard the Tao family and son quarrel on the other side of the curtain every day, and the content was all-encompassing: Who is the truth and who is the lie? Confucius vs Jesus; Who killed the dead Mrs. Tao. Longhaired vs. Qing Yao; If you have not yet got married, you will be the great vs. He will go to hell to the great! God will give me a virtuous wife; if you go to the capital, you will be separated by humans and ghosts. Danger vs. Glory......

Sometimes Tao’s father cried, sometimes Tao Yi could cry, sometimes slapped and slapped. Sometimes Tao’s father would grit his teeth and curse: You are not my seed, you are the seed of ghosts...

Fu Renyong wondered: What's the matter next door quarreling for officers when they are so majestic when they are riding horses to fight?

At this time, my father would pat himself on the back and whisper: "Close your eyes and go to bed!"

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The time agreed upon by the Ming King was getting closer and closer. Tao Furu sits at the entrance of the village all day long and looks in that direction. Sometimes he will talk to himself, holding many people, and even a child like Fu Renyong holds him up and says hurriedly: "How could Your Majesty fall in love with my son? My son is just a farmer now! He will definitely forget about this matter a day, right?"

But the Ming King was obviously a ruler who would say it. One afternoon, a cavalry in military uniform rushed into the village like thunder, verbally commended the village for good education of early childhood, and ordered the village chief to prepare to help Tao Yineng set off. He also said that because Tao Yi could love God and be loyal to the emperor, his answers were very pleased by His Majesty. The Ming King on his way back would inspect the village tomorrow.

Everyone was in joy. The village chief lit up all the firecrackers in the village in one breath. The wives ran into Tao Fu'er's house to prepare new clothes and pack their luggage for Tao Yineng.

"We can see Your Majesty! Hallelujah!" The children were also joking, and then someone invented a rumor: "Your Majesty will give everyone a military cap!" Fu Renyong was so happy that he jumped and walked until the evening. When he sat at the farewell celebration party in the village at night, he realized his calves were hurting.

At night, Fu Renyong's father was tired all day during the day. He snored pigs and sheep in the morning and celebrated the afternoon of slaughtering pigs and sheep. He soon snored from the curtain. Tao Yineng was so angry that the child bowed and said goodbye everywhere. He gave a sermon to everyone, and fell asleep with exhaustion;

Fu Renyong was still so excited that he couldn't sleep. He tossed and turned around on the bed. Listening to the familiar snoring between his father and the next door, like a lullaby, Fu Renyong also started fighting his eyelids, but he was worried that he would oversleep the next day, and could not see His Majesty and the officers and soldiers, and could not get the military caps to be given to him. He was so anxious that he used his fingers to spread his eyelids and stared at the beams on the roof.

At this moment, he heard the rustling sound on the other end of the curtain, worried that the food sent by Tao Yineng and his fellow villagers would attract mice. He turned his head to look at the other side, but saw a faint red light flashing on the beams on the other end of the curtain.

He was so curious that Fu Renyong was completely sleepy. He gently got up on the bed, stepped over his snoring father, stepped on the ground with barefoot, walked a few steps into the curtain, and tiptoed to approach the bamboo mat as the wall, and put his eyes on the hole above and looked towards the next door.

He saw a person sleeping on the broken bed in the room. Tao Yineng always lie on his back with his hands crossed. According to him, it was his father who tried to correct him. On the stool beside the bed were new clothes prepared by the village, which were neatly folded; under the stool was a square marching bag, which the squad leader personally made for Tao Yineng, and there were large and small bags next to it, which were all food that the villagers insisted that Tao Yineng take to Tianjin.

It seems that there is one person missing.

Fu Renyong's eyes turned and saw a flash of red light. He rubbed his eyes and looked hard again. Only then did he realize that it was a person squatting on the ground blocking a small clay pot. Something was also blocked from the clay pot that blocked the fire inside. He squatted in front of the clay pot, his arms spread out, as if trembling slightly. The shadow was projected onto the roof, like a huge monster bird whistling.

After a while, the man turned around and stood up with his arms spread. Fu Renyong saw clearly: it was Tao's father.

His arms spread out slightly and walked towards his son, as if he wanted to hug his son. But at the end of his arm were two strange red dots, like an instant when unburned ashes floated in the air.

Tao's father walked to the head of the bed and knelt down slowly, his hands still spread out, as if he was going to gently hold up his son's head. He was stuttering something in his mouth, as if he was reciting some spell. Fu Renyong heard sobs coming.

Suddenly, his hands flashed suddenly, and the red light at the end of his arm turned into two red silk threads in Fu Renyong's eyes, and suddenly entered the face of Tao Yineng who was sleeping on the bed.

"Wow!!!!" The shrill scream exploded like a bomb, tearing the sob and the silence of the night apart.

Fu Renyong couldn't see what was going on, but he felt that Tao Yi would lie on the bed and dodge a black shadow. Then he was frightened by the unheard scream and staggered to the ground, and kicked it into a broken bamboo mat for use as a partition wall.

The scene in the main hall rushed over like an evil ghost: Tao Yineng had already fallen to the ground, screaming and rolling on his face, the stool was knocked down, the new clothes and food were rolled in a mess, and there was also a smell of burning meat.

And the look of Tao's father kneeling on the head of the bed and looking at him, that was even more terrible than darkness.

"Dad!" Fu Renyong also sat on the ground and retreated. Then he stood up, turned around and pushed his father on the bed, roaring in the screams of the main hall.

Just now, Tao's father blinded his son's eyes with a burned steel needle.

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"Old Tao! You are crazy! Why... how can you do it?!!" The awakened father rushed to the main hall. After a moment of shock when he saw this scene, he hugged Tao Yineng on the bed, and turned around in shock and anger to scold Tao's father who was kneeling on the head of the bed without saying anything.

"Brother Fu, Yi Neng is the only seed of my family. Our Tao family has to pass on his family. I can't let him join the army even if I die!" In the big house, Tao's father, with disheveled hair, suddenly rushed over and kowtowed to Fu Renyong's father frantically. Tears, mud, and blood on his forehead were applied to his face, making him hide like a crazy ghost. Fu Renyong was so scared that he hid behind his father and grabbed the corner of his father's clothes.

"It's better if he is blind than to die in troubled times! I support him, and I try my best to buy him a wife. I must leave the Tao family for the descendant!" Tao's father roared to the sky.

"Oh!" The father stomped his feet hard, which was a sigh of understanding and helplessness.

Half an hour later, several people from the village came.

"Beast! You are so cruel, what should we do? Your Majesty will come tomorrow!" The sergeant knelt on the ground and did not lift up Tao's father's hair, and punched him hard with his fist. Tao's father neither argued nor cried, but silently let him beat him. After being kicked down by the sergeant in anger, he got up and turned around, and continued to kneel on the direction of the cross painting on the wall in the hall.

The village chief had a dark face and walked towards the wall that Tao father knelt down and faced, took the portrait down, turned it over, looked at it, then put it on the candle and looked at the back, and shouted, "Brothers come and see it."

At this time, Tao's father showed fear and anxiety for the first time. He knelt in the direction of the painting held in a person's hand, like a sunflower chasing the light, and started to cry again on the ground.

It was a long time later that Fu Renyong heard that after the adults hung the paintings of Tao's father on the cross, they found that the names of people were carefully written in small regular script. It was a family tree of the Tao family for a hundred years. There were countless names and complex relationships. Tao's father was actually wandering without a piece of paper for a few years and could still memorize and rewrite them all.

"The Tao family are all extremely intelligent people, and they are also loyal disciples of Confucian patriarchal law, but Jesus said: Anyone who wants to save his life will lose his life; anyone who loses his life will save his life. I am pitiful of these Confucian disciples, who are very foolish and wise, is lamentable." His father once sighed to Fu Renyong.

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The next day, His Majesty the King of Ming arrived. (To be continued...)
Chapter completed!