Azure Heaven Saber
Chapter 1140 - 1140 48 Meng Shuais Military Records 4 2 in 1

Chapter 1140: Chapter 48 Meng Shuai’s Military Records 4 [2 in 1] Chapter 1140: Chapter 48 Meng Shuai’s Military Records 4 [2 in 1] Meng Fang’s eyes, hawk-like, slanted slightly towards the village chief as he spoke those words.

Just a brief glance, nothing more.

But to the village chief, it felt like an instant immersion in a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, as if the Heavenly Fate Long Knife were pressed against his throat, radiating a bone-chilling cold.

The village chief felt a freezing dread throughout his body, a shiver of intense cold.

At that moment, he nearly wet himself.

A sudden urgency gripped his lower body, both front and back.

Back then, Meng Fang, a mere ordinary villager, could kill Old Mo as easily as slaughtering a chicken.

Now, as the Mighty General with high authority, if he wanted to kill him, it would surely be no more effort than crushing a bug!

No, today, he wouldn’t even need to lift a finger, just a look would suffice.

His several thousand wolf-like personal guards could tear him to pieces in an instant, without any worry of consequences.

Anyone seeking retribution would simply end up quickly dead within the newly established network of the Great Qin upstart, with no surprises!

Yu Rou shook her head and said, “I’ve been doing well at home, and so have the villagers; they take good care of our family. The county officials often come by to help out too, leaving us without a care for food or clothing.”

She paused, then added, “Uncle village chief has been particularly kind, giving our family the most help.”

Meng Fang looked at his wife thoughtfully, feeling a twinge of surprise.

From what his wife had said, the girl wasn’t clueless about these matters.

Perhaps, once upon a time, all he was just a commoner, a rural villager.

“Ha ha ha… Let’s go home!”

Meng Fang lifted Yu Rou onto the horse, a face full of smiles, radiating satisfaction and happiness from the inside out, and headed straight for home.

The nearby personal soldiers looked at each other in bewilderment, pausing for a long moment.

So it was all a misunderstanding, there were really such things as “misunderstandings”?!

Turns out, our general isn’t the type of person who never smiles.

He just doesn’t smile at us.

And certainly not at enemies.

Look, just look at how happy and warm the general was just now when he saw his sister-in-law. He truly had the air of a family man.

Truly unprecedented, indeed!

…

When the Mighty General returned home, the small mountain village quickly became a bustling place, filled with noise and lively excitement.

The general threw a grand feast, a continuous banquet that lasted for seven days, hosting the villagers.

That evening at the banquet, Meng Fang had come to understand all the events of the past few years.

He approached the village chief’s table to specifically offer a toast, saying, “Village chief, let bygones be bygones. Here, drink this.”

The village chief stood up, shaking with emotion, and downed the drink in one gulp. He drank so hastily that he choked and began coughing.

He then knelt down on the ground, overwhelmed with grateful tears, “Thank you, General, for your magnanimity, for not holding a grudge against me.”

“Sit down.”

Meng Fang nodded and took his own seat again.

The village chief finally felt a weight lifted off his chest, his family’s lives were saved.

A lead personal soldier came to ask, “Sir, about the village chief?”

“It’s fine, we’re all fellow villagers after all, there’s no need to dwell on small past squabbles, my perspective was too narrow back then.”

Meng Fang sighed softly.

He really had let it go.

Such incidents, upon detailed analysis, were all too common.

Names were drawn for conscription; and in such times of war, to become a soldier was tantamount to a death sentence.

Which wealthy family would willingly send their children to die?

They would compensate with money or goods.

Those who were not wealthy and lacked extra funds had no choice but to take the risk.

The task had fallen to the village chief, not by his own desire, much of it was Old Mo’s doing.

Ultimately… it was nothing more than human nature to seek advantages and avoid harm.

The one Meng Fang hated, or should hate, was still that Old Mo!

If it weren’t for that old scoundrel causing trouble from the very first day he moved in, he would not have impulsively slain him with a sickle!

Despite being worn out from the journey, Meng Fang still had no regrets about killing that man, even to this day.

In fact, whenever he thought about it, he experienced an unusual satisfaction, a surge of courage and spirit.

Thinking of Old Mo, Meng Fang turned the wine cup in his hand and asked, “I remember there was an old neighbor. What was his name?”

“Old Mo!”

The village chief quickly stood up and said with a smile, “That Old Mo was actually a notorious bandit. Not long after the general left, he was killed by his enemies.”

“I see.”

Meng Fang sighed, “No peaceful end in old age, living a life in the underworld comes with inevitable retribution. It’s better to be kind in life.”

“The general’s teaching is right.”

Yu Rou’s eyes curved into a smile, “After you left, I discovered that you’d been hiding some private money from me.”

Meng Fang feigned surprise, “What? No way.”

“Hmph, one windy day a tile was blown off the roof, and a bag of money fell down. It wasn’t a small sum either.”

Yu Rou pouted as she spoke.

Meng Fang sheepishly rubbed his head, “That was… ah, I forgot to take it down and give it to you before leaving. I was in such a rush…”

The crowd burst into collective laughter upon hearing this.

Who would have thought the general would do something like that.

He truly was… just like one of us.

Seven days later.

The modest dwelling in the small mountain village became the former residence of Meng Fang and his wife, carefully preserved by the locals.

General Meng then set off to the capital with his lovely wife.

The local officials escorted them for two hundred li before bidding them a formal farewell.