Chapter Thirty-Eight: The Tears of Men

  Ye Xuan saw tears for the first time in this life, but he consoled everyone for a long time. Only then did everyone finally stop crying, one by one, however, they were all embarrassed to wipe their faces, feeling somewhat ashamed...

  As if intentionally diverting the topic, He Wei wiped his face and forced a smile, saying: "Young master, aren't you going to introduce us to the two behind..."

  Ye Xuan nodded, "These two are my sworn brothers. This is my second brother Sun Yu, and this is my third brother. Uncle should also recognize him, he's Chen uncle's son, Chen Fei."

  "Uncle Chen" He Wei thought for a moment and suddenly exclaimed: "Could it be... he is... Old Chen, Chen Xian's son."

  Upon seeing Chen Fei's affirmative response, everyone was overjoyed and tearful once again.

  Ye Xuan and his three brothers comforted everyone for a while before calming down the crowd.

  ……

  He Wei followed Ye Xuan's side, with a face full of joy, as if he had achieved some great merit. All the way, he introduced every blade of grass and every tree to Ye Xuan, his facial scars seeming to tremble with excitement...

  "General, look here; when the commander-in-chief led the army to arrive here for the first time, he dismounted his horse right here. There are still a few rocks here, and at that time, the commander-in-chief stood on that big rock, looking back at our troops marching in majestically. At that time, I was just a small team leader of the commander-in-chief's guard team, standing beside him, seeing it clearly, and still remembering it today. The commander-in-chief said one sentence at the time, he said: 'This is indeed a good place to set up camp.'"

  He Wei's voice suddenly became calm and steady, as if imitating the deep and powerful tone of Ye Wei from back then. His facial expression also turned serious in an instant.

  Ye Xuan followed his gaze and saw that there was a large stone slab, square and regular, with many edges and corners around it, which had become somewhat rounded... It seemed that over the past decade, the daily wiping by these Imperial Guards had unknowingly completed the polishing process of this ordinary stone...

  The terrain became increasingly precipitous, and the path gradually turned into a mountain trail. After walking another half mile, the road narrowed at the waist of the mountain, allowing only four or five people to walk shoulder-to-shoulder. On one side was a cliff that rose straight up to the sky like a knife cut; on the other side was a low precipice, under which the snow shone smoothly like a mirror, looking like a flat plain...

  "Below here is a large lake, but at this time it's all covered with thick snow and can't be seen. If it were summer, the waves would be sparkling and very beautiful."

  ……

  "Up ahead, it's the Commander's tent!" He Wei led Ye Xuan all the way, and they actually passed through seven or eight checkpoints. The old soldiers at the checkpoints were so excited when they heard that the Commander's son had come to pay his respects...

  Finally climbed up the hillside, here is the real heroic tomb!

  What unfolded before Ye Xuan's eyes was a majestic and grand military camp! On the ridge, the wind howled urgently, Ye Wei's commander flag stood tall and fluttered in the wind, the scarlet banner seemed to be a burning cloud that swept across the sky, vaguely giving off an aura of fierce battle that shook the heavens and dominated the world.

  Surrounding the commander's tent were eight camps in a horn-like formation, watching each other like stars surrounding the moon, protecting the commander's tent tightly; A team of soldiers with bright armor and helmets stood upright with determination, patrolling back and forth, their expressions serious and solemn, not a single mistake. As soon as one team passed by, another team immediately came to patrol, and the eight teams went back and forth without any gaps.

  At this time, a man walked out of the tent with big strides, wearing a general's uniform, with thick eyebrows and eyes, over seven feet tall, with an exceptionally strong physique. Wherever he stood, it was like an iron tower standing there. The general glared at him and shouted loudly: "He Wei! I ordered you to lead your troops to clear the snow on the road, but you actually returned lazily? What crime should you be punished for?"

  He Wei jumped in fright, stood at attention and saluted, saying loudly: "Reporting to General Wang, it is the young master of the Grand Marshal who has come with his brother to pay respects to the Grand Marshal! I am only doing my duty as a guide and not intentionally neglecting military affairs."

  "Is that General Ye Xuan?" The expression on General Wu's face changed instantly, his eyes snapped towards Ye Xuan, his gaze sharp!

  Ye Xuan knew from a young age that his father's former top general, General Wang, was a brave and fierce warrior. Back then, he and Chen Fei's father were known as the dual arms of the Ye family army.

  At this time, seeing him so majestic and powerful, he also admired in his heart. Just about to step forward and pay respects, he saw General Wang suddenly glare with anger, saying: "You little bastard is Ye Xuan? How dare you show up now?! What have you been doing for the past few years, you scoundrel?"

  He actually started with a rebuke, followed by a string of scolding, and in one sentence, he changed his tone three times!

  Then, General Wang's eyes, those of a seasoned veteran of a hundred battles, suddenly turned red. He forced his eyes wide open, controlling his emotions, fearful that even a single tear might fall, but his voice still became hoarse as he scolded: "You this beast, the only flesh and blood of the great general, yet you haven't come to pay your respects for ten whole years! Ye Xuan, do you know... how lonely the general was here all by himself, how much he missed you all? You this... this... ungrateful..." As he spoke, his voice finally cracked into sobs...

  Ye Xuan was speechless, his face pale, and he had no words to retort against the scolding of the person in front of him. Wu Yongjun's voice was very loud, and with this one shout, many people came out from the surrounding tents one after another. As soon as they heard that it was the commander's son who had come, they all swarmed over, and the scene suddenly became somewhat chaotic...

  "Get in there and see your father, you little rabbit! What are you dawdling around here for, you good-for-nothing thing!" General Wang suddenly thundered like a clear sky, but after he finished shouting, he couldn't help but rub his eyes. When he took his hands away, his eyes were already red.

  It felt like something was stuck in his throat, and he let out a few stifled sobs, his mouth twitching several times. He looked as if he was about to burst into tears at any moment. Suddenly, he pushed through the crowd, covering his face with his hands, and rushed into a large tent. From inside, a muffled sound of extreme anguish emerged, like the stifled bellowing of a fierce bull that had been smothered in a blanket.

  Great General, your son has finally come to see you...... That young man was scolded by me...... But he still came to see you...... He looks just like you, handsome and brought his brother, also very brave, not inferior to us in our younger years......

  Under the repeated urging of the crowd, Ye Xuan and others stepped into the commander's tent one step at a time.

  Everyone stood neatly outside the tent, their faces filled with a mix of joy and sorrow, their smiles hiding tears, silently gazing at the silent tent, leaving the space inside the tent completely to Ye Xuan and his two brothers...