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The General's Broken Faith (Twenty-three): Under the Begonia Tree (Page 1/3)

Spring has arrived, and midsummer is not far away.

Bingzhou City,

"Miss Meng, I have sent your luggage to the mansion. According to the previous agreement, the escort agency will send people to guard the mansion to prevent those thieves from making a comeback."

In front of the Meng Mansion, the girl in pink clothes nodded gratefully.

"Excuse me, escort leader, ... can you let the escort named Xu enter the inner courtyard? He is very skilled in martial arts. I feel more at ease with his protection." After the girl finished speaking, a faint blush appeared on her fair face.

The parents of this Miss Meng died unexpectedly. Her father's family was jealous of her inheritance. When the marriage failed, they tore their faces and sent people to kill her again and again. Although Miss Meng had the foresight to hire an escort on the way back home, this trip back home was still full of dangers. If it weren't for the highly skilled escort Xu, I'm afraid she would have died.

"Xu...? Oh, you mean him?" The escort leader was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly, "If it were anyone else, it would be fine, but... he is not our escort."

"He is traveling with the escort because he is on his way to Bingzhou."

Miss Meng was stunned: "Then he..."

"He will leave after noon today," the escort leader scratched his head, "If such a talent is willing to stay in the escort agency, everyone will be happy, but he is in a hurry to leave, and we can't do anything." In

a restaurant in Bingzhou, the Meng family arranged some escorts to rest here. The son of one of the escorts was only eight years old, and I don't know why he came this time.

At this moment, the child just saw the man that the escorts mentioned earlier. The tall figure was sitting on the steps at the door. His hair was sloppily trimmed and messy. His sitting posture was a little sloppy, but his back was straight like a mountain. His right elbow was propped up on his knees and his fingers were holding a tea bowl. I don't know if it was filled with wine or tea.

The child recognized this man who had been traveling with him all the way. He didn't talk much, but he saved the escort agency several times. Even his father looked at this man with fear, but the man who saved them couldn't be a bad guy.

"Uncle, do you really have to leave?" the child asked.

The man tilted his head and looked down at him, his eyes like cold stars, a bit of decadence could not hide the tough features and the heroic spirit between his eyebrows.

"My father said that we have to stay here for another month. He is afraid that I will fall behind in my studies, so he wants to find a school in Bingzhou." The child complained to himself, and his round face was squeezed into a bitter face.

"I don't like those literary classes. It's much better to learn martial arts. Why do I have to memorize those useless strategies and epic poems every day?"

"Listen to your father. Both civil and military affairs should be important."

"Didn't the general of the cavalry also hone his martial arts on the battlefield to get his current position?"

The man didn't expect the child to mention this. His shoulders froze. After a long time, he shook his head: "...So his achievements frightened the emperor, and the new emperor didn't like him, so he ended up hiding from place to place. What would you do if you were him?"