Thousands of years have passed, time is like a long river, and the heroes are exhausted.
On this side, Hou Yi bent his bow to shoot the sun, Gongzi Xiaobai rushed to Ju, Huaiyin Marquis boated Weishui, Zhu Xuhou except Lu Xinghan, Kong Beihai made pears at the age of three, Guan Ning cut his robe and broke his righteousness, Sima Rui led the crowd to the south, Kong Ming took refuge in Nanyang, Liu Jinu soldiers crossed the Northern Expedition of Muling Pass, Murong Chao was beheaded by the executive health, Su Dongpo built a transcendent platform to write poems, Changchun Zin N Shan Shan threw money to practice perseverance, this is a moment of heroes, heroes, characters, history is like a stage, you sing and I appear.
In a blink of an eye, it was the Ming Dynasty, under a big mountain, there was a village, there was a clear river meandering out, named Hetou Village. There is a young man in the village whose parents died and lives on his brother and sister-in-law. A few acres of mountain fields, a few ridges of crops, harvested, it is still difficult for my brother and sister-in-law to protect themselves, how can I take care of the youth? The young man, dressed in rags, was often hungry, begging his neighbors for something when he was hungry, and fetching water from the river when he was thirsty. The summer is naked, the winter is tormenting, the hunger and cold are bitter, and the noble people who are born depend on will never abandon them, and they will not die. In other words, a motherless child is like a grass, thrown away in the wild by the roadside, and no one cares. A neighbor's wife, with a very kind heart. Seeing this young man like this, he took pity on him, often wept and cried, and when the family had food, he left a little bit for the young man. In the cold winter, fearing that it would freeze to death, the woman took the cotton of her own children's winter clothes and filled the clothes of the youth. People are not plants and trees, who can be ruthless, in the heart of the young man, this woman is better than the mother. The woman had a son, like a young man, and a playmate. The woman's family has relatives who serve in the Liaodong Army, and the son is the elder, and he will send the son to Liaodong to win some fame. When the son knew this, he said to his mother: My brother's parents are dead, and he is helpless at home, instead of being trapped in his hometown, it is better to give the opportunity to my brother, I still have a family, and my brother is like an orphan, which is more difficult. The mother then told the poor son about this, and the son thought: instead of starving to death at home, it is better to die on the battlefield, and let it go. At the end of the day, the righteous brothers wept goodbye.
It is said that the poor son went to Liaodong, in the military camp, obeyed the rules and disciplines, practiced martial arts hard, and was skilled in horsemanship, spear and archery. One day, the scouts reported that the Jurchen cavalry was coming. The Jurchens, brave and not afraid of death, can fight tigers, arrows can pierce stones, and the enemy in front of them is defeated by the wind, so there is: horses are like dragons, people are like tigers, and they are invincible. From time to time, there are national princes who supervise the war, and the generals are afraid of the enemy like tigers, and no one fights. This son came out of the ranks, saying: You can fight a war, and make a military order. Galloping out, seeing the three enemy chiefs, he was full of spirit and eager to try. In battle, arrows rained down, hand after hand, and the enemy chief was a little surprised, not like the general Ming army. In hesitation, the poor son fired three arrows in a row, and the three chiefs fell off their horses in response, and the rest fled. The strong are more powerful, and your strong enemy is weak. Nowadays, people often say: Since the advent of muskets, the nation that rode and shot arrows on horseback has become a nation that can sing and dance. Wealth and danger are sought. The prince of the country is overjoyed, thinking that there is no one in the court today, and this is another Qi Jiguang, which can be a Ming fence. Someone took care of him, and he rose all the way, from a small captain, a guerrilla, a general, a general soldier, and a senior lieutenant.
One day, thinking of the poverty of the past, Taiwei couldn't help but burst into tears, and thought of his benefactor, if he didn't return to his hometown if he was rich and rich, when would he stay? Immediately, the captain sent people to prepare and set off on an auspicious day. When he arrived at his hometown, the local gongs and drums opened the way, and the clean water splashed the streets, but the captain didn't care. I just want to see my benefactor as soon as possible, the mother of regeneration, and my brother-in-law. When he got home, his brother and sister-in-law bowed, and the captain was perfunctory. When I went to the neighbor's house, I learned that the old woman had passed away, and my brother was mining in the mountains, and his waist was injured by a stone and he was bedridden. Taiwei worshiped in front of the old man's tomb, weeping and crying, crying again, almost out of breath, and a long time. The woman was gracious back then, but she didn't expect to be the captain she is today. After recovering a little, Taiwei ordered someone to invite the best Lang Zhong to diagnose and treat his righteous brother, and the younger brother's children were all raised as if they were relatives. Before long, the righteous brother also recovered as before. The captain gave the capital again, and ordered it to operate, not a few rich people, and the horse pillars in front of the door were lined up for a long time, and people came and went, so it was not magnificent.
sighed: Intentionally planting flowers and flowers do not live, unintentionally planting willows and willows into the shade, if the heart is good, the good people will eventually be rewarded. This is a real thing, and the name is withheld to warn the people in the world.