Chapter 2508 Remember Her, but Don’t Remember Too Much

Ancestor worship is held on the first day of the Lunar New Year, so the city is filled with smoke early in the morning.

There were fewer pedestrians on the street, and Jiang Di walked slowly towards the city gate carrying a small baggage.

Paper money is never rich money, it is mostly made of cheap paper.

Walking in the city, you can see smoke coming out of every house, and the smell is a bit pungent.

Since a fire almost broke out in the city due to ancestor worship the year before last, there were more sergeants patrolling the city on the first day of the Lunar New Year.

"Mr. Jiang is out of town again!"

Jiang Di smiled and cupped his hands and said, "Yes, I have something to do when I leave the city."

Jiang Di greeted him all the way, and met Wang Ji, the commander of Xinghe, when he was approaching the city gate.

He felt that he had only met Wang Ji once and that the other party had forgotten about him, so he just leaned aside.

When he passed by, Wang Ji suddenly frowned, then turned around and asked, "Are you... Jiang Di?"

Jiang Di didn't expect that he would actually remember her. He turned around and cupped his hands and said, "I'm the one who met you."

Wang Ji raised his head slightly, looked at him with a scrutinizing gaze, and said, "Do you want to join the army?"

If Jiang Di doesn't want to be a petty official, then the army will need a lot of knowledgeable people like him.

Jiang Di smiled and said: "Thank you for your kindness, sir. It's just that there are many restrictions in the army, but I won't go."

This rejection was a little stiff, even a little contradictory.

Wang Ji shook his head and said: "Another idiot with high ambitions and low hands who looks down on warriors!"

He turned around and left. Jiang Di looked at his back and said, "Martial men are incompetent."

He slowly left the city and walked towards Jingguan in the distance.

It's very deserted outside now every year, and even Ataibu won't come over.

On the first day of the Lunar New Year last year, a drunk herdsman from the Atai tribe broke into a house where ancestor worship was taking place, causing a big conflict. So starting from this year, both sides must respect each other's customs on all days of worship.

the sky is very blue,

But the temperature is very low.

Jingguan has been standing here for many years. Every year, people come here to worship, but not to worship the corpses sealed inside, but to pray for protection.

The object of their prayers was the Jingguan Stone.

That narrow eye was still looking at the world coldly.

Jiang Di walked to the stone tablet, opened the baggage, and then took out a bottle of wine, as well as wine glasses, incense candles and other sacrificial items.

"Mom, it's Chinese New Year, and my son is here to see you."

"My child taught for a year last year, and those students were very smart..."

"Someone arranged a match for the kid, but the kid wants to wait another two years..."

Jiang Di whispered, and the smoke from the incense candle filled the air.

That narrow eye seemed a little more gentle in the smoke.

"How could there be someone? Am I dazzled?"

"who?"

Jiang Di turned around and saw several men standing behind him.

The man in front had a dusty face and looked at the stone tablet with a deep look.

"you are……"

Jiang Di gradually became happy, stood up and said, "Are you uncle?!"

Fang Xing smiled and said: "We have met twice. The first time was... the second time was in Aurous Hill. You were still a child at that time. I didn't expect that you are now older. Yan Niang has a spirit in the sky, so she will definitely laugh. "

Jiang Di said in shock: "The first time, I didn't pay attention to you."

Fang Xing smiled slightly and said, "How did you get here?"

Jiang Di said: "I came to Xinghe to teach next year."

Fang Xing glanced at that eye and said, "That's fine. From now on, you can spread your wings here and keep your mother company, so that she won't be lonely."

Jiang Di said sadly: "In a few years, after I get married, I will prepare to go to Jinling."

"Move here."

The ground was wet and cold, but Fang Xing sat down without hesitation.

He took the paper money and lit it on the candle.

The flames and smoke rose together. Fang Xing narrowed his eyes slightly and said, "Back then, your mother made me feel that I was just like those warriors, not a man..."

Jiang Di said with some embarrassment: "Uncle, you have already avenged my mother."

Fang Xing was willing to risk the disapproval of the world to kill the envoy, and then buried Yan Niang. Later, he took Yan Niang's monument to the north for an expedition, and finally used a whole clan to bury Yan Niang with her, which shocked the world.

Therefore, the person Jiang Di is most grateful for in this life is Fang Xing.

And what he hates most is warriors.

Even though Fang Xing is a warrior, it still doesn't make him have a better impression of those warriors.

If a warrior could protect his family and country, why would his mother be kidnapped outside the Great Wall and tortured.

Fang Xing threw the paper money and said: "Your mother is the victim of the Ming Dynasty's lack of force, so... Later, the Ming Dynasty gradually began to rise, fighting one after another, and finally swept beyond the Great Wall. This is a process, so don't be cynical. , If you live well, your mother will feel at ease."

Jiang Di nodded and said: "I have never mentioned my mother in front of others. I think my mother must have gone to heaven..."

This is a young man who is a little confused. He doesn't even know what to do with his future.

"Remember her, but don't remember too much."

Fang Xing patted Jiang Di on the shoulder and gave his own advice.

"You shouldn't get stuck. Your mother doesn't want to see you looking like an ascetic monk. Go live a good life, like girls, and then get married. When you bring your children to see her later, the family will live happily. This is what your mother in heaven wants to see."

Jiang Di looked at the stele, suddenly nodded and said, "Yes, I understand."

He saluted and then staggered away.

Fang Xing stood here looking at the Jingguan and the stele. After an unknown amount of time, a hearty voice came from behind him.

"The Duke of Ying has just been here and you are here again. Your Majesty, are you going to go out to fight? That's good. If we drive the Hari people away completely, this maddening grassland will become our grazing land. We can raise as many cattle and sheep as we want."

The person who came was Ata. He looked greasy and smooth, especially his face. Fang Xing felt that at least half a pound of oil could be scraped off from it.

He looked a little embarrassed, rubbing his hands together, like a businessman asking about the order.

The original ambition was no longer visible!

Fang Xing felt that this was good news. At least he had one less thing to do on this trip.

So he said, "Does King He Ning want to travel far?"

A Tai said cheerfully, "Xinghe Bo is joking. I am living a comfortable life here and don't want to go anywhere."

Fang Xing looked at the stele with his hands behind his back. He could not help but sigh at the impermanence of the world as he could hear Atai's chattering.

"Let's not talk about anything else. Now I have more than 30 beauties from various countries in my tent. I can't sleep well even if I take turns sleeping with them every day. And there are cattle and sheep. Every year, merchants come to beg me to sell more to them, but there are only so many. I have to save them for breeding!"

"Last time, a woman was found to be a spy of Mier Gan, and I threw her to the herdsmen. She was gone in just one night."

This is Atai who gradually became mercenary.

Fang Xing nodded slightly at the stele, then turned and left.

A Tai followed him, talking about his loyalty to the emperor all the way, and said that the garrison commander Wang Ji was rude and the civil servant Zhong Ding was treacherous, and they bullied him and the herdsmen all day long.

It was no problem for A Tai to enter the city. The soldiers guarding the gate did not recognize Fang Xing. It was not until a centurion came to negotiate that they knew Fang Xing's identity.

"Meet the Lord!"

The soldiers knelt on one knee and looked at Fang Xing with undisguised respect.

Xinghe City, Lord Xinghe.

Every newcomer will gradually know the significance of Fang Xing to this city.

Everyone is familiar with those battle examples and marvels at them.

When they saw the real person, they couldn't help but feel respect.