Although Zhao Feng was open-minded, he hugged his brother's spiritual position and cried with tears in his face. He cried and howled even more than a ghost, which attracted everyone nearby to look at him and speculated that Zhao Feng was going crazy.

"Is it possible that my eldest niece's condition has changed?"

"No, didn't Lao Zhao say that his niece is safe?"

He survived the most dangerous time, but when the wounds were healed, he was shaking. A slutty man scolded and kicked open the curtain of Zhao Feng's tent. Seeing him crying while holding the spiritual tablet, he swallowed the swear words back and silently retreated.

Outside, there were people wearing bedclothes, cloaks, and stretching their necks.

His eyes asked what was happening inside.

The violent temper waved his hand and sighed: "Old Zhao is thinking of his brother again, and he is sad inside."

When everyone heard this, their anger dissipated instantly.

Everyone was wandering all the way. In those days when they were together and supported each other, their relationship was already extraordinary, and that official was also. For Zhao Feng, he was a real brother and brother. How could he not feel uncomfortable?

"Let's go away. I guess it's because Lao Zhao met and saw what he saw today. He was moved to the scene and let him howl. He calmed down after he vented enough." He waved his hand and told everyone to go back to everyone, not to gather here, "With Gong Su here, it's okay."

Everyone felt relieved.

Unexpectedly, Zhao Feng actually cried and howled in the middle of the night.

When I met Zhao Feng in the morning, I didn't forget to complain about him.

Zhao Feng looked as usual at this time. Not to mention crying, his throat was hoarse. He rolled his eyes: "Why are you guys so cute? I cry loudly, as if you snore? Snoring is better than thunder, and he can sleep like a dead pig."

Ru Lei can't wake up even if he snores, and he is still pretentious?

Everyone: "..."

If it weren't for the military camp, Gaoxia would have to give Zhao Feng a fat beating.

Zhao Feng went to train soldiers as usual, and the soldiers thought that today was just an ordinary day to prepare for war. Unexpectedly, the general seemed to take the wrong medicine, so strict that they had experienced many battles made them weak. After a long time, few people could still stand and talk.

Their physical injuries were severely damaged and their spirits were also attacked. For a moment, ghosts and wolves howling everywhere in the school were no less than Zhao Feng's mourning yesterday. Zhao Feng's abnormality quickly came into Wu Xian's ears. When he heard that Zhao Feng's abnormality originated from mourning his subordinates last night, he couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed and stopped to comfort Zhao Feng's heart. The death of the subordinates became a thorn between them.

It can't be pulled out, and it hurts a little while if it is kept.

Now I can only hope that Dayi will be more open-minded.

I believe that time will silence everything.

Wu Xian rubbed the sore and swollen nose, sighed tiredly, and soon cheered up again and raised the corners of his lips.

The loving eyes fell to the young man waiting beside him and nodded at the other party. Before the young man could cheer, he said again: "It's just that the two armies are about to start a war. They can only stroll around Chaoli Pass and can't run too far, do you understand?"

The second son's birthday is approaching, and Wu Xian prepares gifts for him every year, but the child said that the army is in a tight position and does not want to spend money. As long as he can take him out and go out for a hunting trip, Wu Xian smiled and said, "Don't want anything other than this?"

The handsome boy with high eyes and energy shook his head, his eyes full of the child's admiration for his father: "It's enough for my son to have my father accompany him to celebrate his birthday... My father has been so busy recently. If I want to see you, it's hard to say a few more words to you..."

Wu Xian's heart was slightly touched.

Suddenly, he remembered that he had not been with his son for a long time, so he agreed to his son's request after a little consideration. The father and son went out to hunt together in the sea of ​​heaven, traveling through the dense forest, and galloping on the hunting ground. He taught his son's archery skills step by step.

Wu Xian sighed: "This is not for the father."

This son is very similar to him. The father and son are both arrogant and they will not let each other when they quarrel. But perhaps because they are getting older and sensible, they have learned to understand the difficulty of being a father. How can he not like this? I think he really misses him for his own company, and he really ignores the child. Wu Xian waved his hand and prepared to hunt items.

The father and son were having a happy time.

But I don't know that there is another son who is so jealous that his eyes are red.

It seemed as if a black poisonous snake was entrenched in his chest and wrapped around his heart. As the muscles squirmed, the contraction force gave him the illusion that his heart was being pinched. Not only that, the poisonous snake also ticked with poisonous juice that could make people blood-sealed throat, contaminating his heart bit by bit. He questioned uncontrollably inside, roaring filial piety, and looking ferocious!

Jealousy and hatred made him distorted his facial features.

"Big Young Master?"

The clear male voice awakens his desolate mind.

He suddenly woke up a little, his eyes staring at the man sitting upright in fear and worry, and his head was tucked with a nervous look: "I, I was distracted just now, please don't blame me..."

Qin Li's eyes were very dark at the moment, so dark that he could not see the specific emotions. He looked at the eldest son with pity and lenient words: "The eldest son does not need to apologize, it is not a big deal."

Zhao Feng, a cheap teacher, had no time to take care of him. The closest servant around the eldest son was also silenced for reporting that the "second son conspired to murder the eldest son". Wu Xian believed that there was a villain bewitching their brothers and began to clean up a group of them.

Although the eldest son is still huddled around when he is traveling, there is no confidant inside, and he has no sense of security.

Losing the only spiritual harbor, the eldest son's presence became more and more transparent. People who don't know thought he was patronized by Cui Xiao's [turning a blind eye]. Compared with his younger brother who shines like a pearl, the eldest son is a worthless shriveled fish eye, curled up in the darkest corner and no one cares about it. Who can develop healthily in this state of mind?

The eldest son's eyes were moist.

Faced with Qin Li's gentleness and friendliness, his eyes were slightly warm.

Qin Li smiled and said, "The eldest son wants to hunt, too?"

The eldest son lowered his head sadly, put his hands on his knees, and his voice was as nagging as a mosquito: "Well, I think, it's just that the students' archery skills are mediocre. If they follow them, they will make my father feel bad..."

When he was very young, he knew that his father liked Yunwen and Yunwu's younger brother very much. Because his younger brother was the second son, he did not have the burden of inheriting the family business. Even if his father was just taking the two brothers equally, he was always gentle to his younger brother.

However, he was not talented, slow to learn anything, and his personality was not pleasing. His father looked at him from the beginning, and gradually became disappointed, and in the end he was too lazy to give in to even disappointment. This perception made him suffer. He tried hard to learn to be a heir, to learn to be a good brother, and to hope to give them a role model... But it was too difficult and he could not learn anything.

Not to mention such an excellent second brother, even the minor brothers who were born by Mrs. Fang learned faster than him, and it took him less than a few years to enlighten him to leave him far behind. Instead, he would have to learn from his younger brother. If he were his father, he would have been disappointed.

But he didn't understand, he was also his father's son.

In addition to his poor performance, he admired his father no less than his younger brothers. Why couldn't his father share more love for him? Let him be so embarrassed, let his second brother dislike him, and even poison him...

His only loyal servant was also silenced.

My father said that this matter ended and sheltered my second brother was equivalent to ignoring his life. In extreme isolation and helplessness, he got stuck in a stubborn state, but at the same time he had thoughts - is it that even his father was looking forward to his death?

Only when a legitimate is established must be the eldest, so that he can eliminate the coveted evil spirits of the common people and eliminate the source of cholera. Even the second son of the legitimate mother, he will be the same as the evil spirits of the common people. Because only the legitimate elder is the main corpse, no matter who the other brothers come out of, they are all small corpse. As long as he dies and no longer takes over the title of the legitimate elder, the second brother can naturally become a legitimate heir, and no one else will argue.

But he is still alive.

He himself wants to continue to live.

Are mediocre people not qualified to survive?

My father was disappointed in his mediocrity, but why did he want to be mediocre? He had no choice, and the title of chief was forced to be put into his hands, which was not what he wanted! Over the years, how much hard work he put in behind his back, has his father seen it?

The strong desire to survive and jealousy became the fertilizer for ambition. While he looked at Qin Li cowardly and whispered to show weakness, he also hoped that the other party would pity him.

There is really no one in his hand!

Qin Li was willing to give good intentions in front of him, which was a life-saving straw for him! He knew very well that Qin Li's conceptual traditions have always been a supporter of the eldest son's inheritance. Although he was out of favor for his father, Qin Li had the ability. If he could plan for himself, his situation would be much better. No matter how bad it was, he would be like this. As long as the other party helped him, he would always be better!

Qin Li felt a little embarrassed when his pity came to his heart.

"Arrow? I understand a little bit. If the eldest son doesn't dislike it, take advantage of the weather today and go to the schoolyard for a walk?"

The eldest son was delighted and a hint of joy appeared on his face, but he was soon suppressed by him and he couldn't ask for it.

As for Qin Li?

Well, he couldn't ask for anything.

Although Qin Li was wearing a scholar-scholar's shirt, she looked weak, but there was also a clear outline under her robe, and her arms could easily pull out a big bow of two stones. With more than 150 steps, she could easily shoot through the target without any literary bonus. This hand made the eldest son's eyes lit up, begging Qin Li to teach him, but realized that it was inappropriate and blushed slightly.

Qin Li seemed to have not seen his embarrassment and smiled: "I have been idle recently. If the eldest son really wants to learn, study hard..."

He patiently guided the eldest son in every move.

"Yes, that's it, keep your arms steady..."

The eldest son's arm strength was slightly lacking, so Qin Li helped him pull the bowstring step by step. The arrow fell away from the string and hit the bull's eye.

"The longbow used by archers is not suitable for the eldest son. Let's go back and help the eldest son make one. Practice more in private to find the feel. Not to mention that it can be shot every time, it's okay to shoot a prey." Qin Li said a lot of experience and agreed to help him tailor it.

The eldest son was shocked: "Sir, can make bows?"

Qin Li's smile is friendly, which is different from the seriousness that the eldest son remembers. The person in front of him is even more popular: "I learned some when I was young, but I wasted for many years. My skills are not as good as those of craftsmen. Don't dislike me..."

The eldest son shook his head like a rattle.

How could he dislike it?

Qin Li, whom his father once valued, is willing to get close to him, and it is a good start! Although he is not old and mediocre, he still has the scheming he learned through his knowledge. He also wondered why Qin Li suddenly came to get close to him. Everyone knew that he, the eldest son, was not favored by his father, and was in turmoil. It was no benefit to defect to him, but Qin Li did not give him a chance to suspicion.

Pull out the shield of Zhao Feng.

He said bluntly that Zhao Feng was worried about the eldest son, the student, and said good things to Qin Li in private. Qin Li was entrusted by someone, and in recent leisure, he cared about the eldest son. The two only talked about personal relationships, not serious matters, and others couldn't say anything...

The answer made the eldest son feel relieved and lost. The former was because Qin Li's purpose of approaching was very simple, and the latter was because Qin Li's reason for approaching was too simple! He was so happy.

Qin Li and the eldest son stayed at the school for an afternoon.

With a good teacher who encouraged and guided him gently and carefully, the eldest son's archery skills were much better, and he gave him great confidence.

The two parted, and Qin Li returned to the camp with a smile.

There were a pair of resentful eyes in the tent, and Zhao Feng waited for him for a long time: "How did Gongsu get close to the eldest son?"

Qin Li looked as usual: "The eldest son was alone and very pitiful, so he accompanied him to play in the school for a while."

The afternoon was quite enjoyable.

Zhao Feng was almost choked and couldn't speak.

The news from last night made him so painful that he could not sleep all night. He didn't believe that Gong Su had no resentment, let alone Wen Renrurou approached the eldest son who had been avoiding suspicion the next day. Zhao Feng knew about this and his eyes widened as if he had seen a ghost.

He blurted out in anger: "What's wrong with him?"
To be continued...