Qi Yuguo, with his excellent ability and fighting achievements, finally reached a position unmatched by others. He had been killed in the front line and captured by the enemy. No one could imagine the sufferings he had suffered, but nothing could defeat him.

When Li Junwei mentioned the past of Qi Yu, he said straightforwardly: "there is a kind of person who can stabilize his military heart without going to the battlefield to kill the enemy. Qi Yu is that."

Of course, the later li Junwei was also the same, but after all, Li Junwei was not particularly old, so what he experienced was not as much as Qi Yuguo. Qi Yuguo saw the turbulent world restore peace a little bit, and the weight of his memory was different.

"He's very wise. When he doesn't fight, he likes to watch a group of kids practice martial arts and guns, and listen to the kids read books. In his words, if it wasn't for war, he might become a teacher and cultivate the next generation. Unfortunately, he devoted his whole life to the military team, and none of his children ever had one."

"My dear child, if you see Qi Lao, you should be more tolerant. If you didn't have him, those old men in this military region would die half of their lives. When they were old, they thought that those young men could teach him things in turn. It's a pity..."

Old Li shook his head in secret.

Just like him, he also wants to talk with him, is it possible? impossible.

It's not that he can't see, but that he can't bear to see. For the country and the people, he can only use his life to make the most of his life.

In other words, Li Junwei was not afraid of anything all his life, but he was afraid to move on. He was the nearest to Qi Yuguo's power center. However, later, he saw the military region's dependence on the spiritual leader, and he resolutely backed away.

He doesn't care about power. This freedom is more important to him.

His requirements are not high, and he doesn't even want to be filial. As long as he can drink, eat, eat and play with guns, that's enough.

Mr. Li's Qi Yuguo is really different. He has small temperament, advantages and disadvantages. He is a big living man.

In the master's words, Qi Yuguo likes to listen to plays, and he used to like beautiful girls when he was young. It's a pity that the girl died in the war. He doesn't like people who are too noisy, because no one can be better than him when it comes to reason. He has a lot of interests, such as reading books and playing chess, astronomy and geography, but he likes everything new and what he doesn't know.

Unconsciously, Jing Yunzhao was stunned.

Li Shaoyun squints his eyes and seems to be in the memory.

Time goes by unconsciously. Jing Yunzhao doesn't know how much he has heard about Qi Yuguo.

The old man said almost all the things after he met Qi Yuguo. After drinking the tea in front of him, he was a little hoarse.

Jing Yunzhao looks at Li Lao's hard work. She was going to come next time, but Li Shaoyun asked her to listen quietly. Maybe for Li Lao, it's more meaningful to recall these past brotherhood and friendship than to sit in the yard and bask in the sun.

All night long, Jing Yunzhao was listening to the story and admiring people like Qi Yuguo and Li Lao.

Even the next day at school, there was some trance.

"Why do you suddenly think of reading these books?" In the class, Jing Yunzhao holds a thick history book, and sees the scattered pictures in it, which coincides with Li Lao's words, while Huo Tianxian next to her is puzzled, and always feels that she has suddenly changed her temperament.