After finishing everything, he went back to the house to go to bed. For some reason, Jin Wushu couldn't sleep well that night.
In the middle of the night, they suddenly came to the chaotic battlefield. People were on their backs, and blood and flesh were flying everywhere. Hua Rong was riding on the horse with a bow and arrow, and he slashed at her with one strike. She fell off the horse when she heard the sound, and her body was covered with scars, and her face was not clear. Blood or tears, he screamed: "I hate you, I hate villains like you... I won't let you go even if I die..." Then, his body fell down, and he was really dead!
"Hua Rong, Hua Rong..."
He hugged her tightly and felt that her whole body was cold and she had died long ago.
"Hua Rong..."
He turned over and sat up amidst the screams. At this time, in the dark night, the wind and snow were blowing hard. Even if the windows were closed, the sound of the whistling wind and snow could be heard.
He was originally lying on the hot bed, but now he found that his palms were cold and his arms were so empty.
He stretched out his hand to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead, and felt a great ominous premonition in his heart. Could it be that Hua Rong was really going to die? Or already dead
If he died, was it because he had taken fake Ganoderma lucidum? In this way, wouldn't he indirectly kill her
Although he was a little resentful towards Hua Rong, deep down, he actually didn't want her to die.
The more he thought about it, the more frightened he became. Sitting blankly on the kang, he suddenly remembered her many benefits, her two merciful showings on the battlefield, her kind and gentle manner when she boiled medicine for him to take, and her kindness during the battle. The kind of beauty that is so heroic at the Shooting Willow Festival...
Is such a woman really going to die? Why was it hurt so badly
For a long time, he was unwilling to inquire about her whereabouts. At this time, he became worried and couldn't bear it anymore. He almost wanted to rush out and ask questions immediately.
But, here in Shangjing, who can I ask
Ask about Zhahe
However, Zhahe has long since disappeared.
He said to himself: "Hua Rong, you are asking for this! If you follow me and stay in Daijin, how can you die?" He felt very melancholy in his heart. If such a woman really died, what to do
At this time, the sky was already twilight, and he could no longer sleep. He put on his clothes and got out of bed and sat down in the study. A servant came in and lit the stove. The cold room gradually became warmer. Jin Wushu looked at the rows of rows on the table. A row of books brought back from the Southern Dynasties.
His eyes slowly fell on the collected works of Wang Anshi and Su Dongpo in the corner of the table. As soon as he picked them up, he found that these two books were already covered with a thin layer of dust - they had not been read for a long time.
"Fourth Prince..."
The old housekeeper was holding a cup of hot tea, and Jin Wushu discovered that it was the old housekeeper who was lighting the fire himself. This old housekeeper had been serving his mother and son since he was born. Later, his mother died of illness, and he himself went to war in the north and south. Everything is cooked by the old butler.
He took the hot tea and sighed: "You still know me."
The old housekeeper said respectfully: "The fourth prince likes tea, I have always known it."
It's just that Yelv Guanyin didn't know that in order to please Jin Wushu, she always asked people to bring ginseng soup and the like. Jin Wushu actually never liked drinking this kind of thing. At this moment, holding the tea, he couldn't help but think of Hua Rong again. The demeanor when "making tea and breaking the meaning" seems to be a kind of disillusionment of ideals, and even the joy brought by "son" has been weakened a bit.
The old housekeeper wanted to quit, but he hesitated.
When Jin Wushu saw that he had something to say, he stopped him and asked, "Is there something wrong?"
The old housekeeper said cautiously: "Mrs. Yelu doesn't allow me to talk about this matter, but I still have to report it to the Fourth Prince."
"What's up?"
"Because the slaves were gossiping behind their backs and questioning the young master's 'premature birth', Madam Yelu was furious and ordered several culprits to be punished with a stick. Four young ladies could not bear it and died that day. Madam Yelu originally ordered these few to be punished. The young lady was thrown out casually and burned. But the old slave still wanted to ask the fourth prince, because the other three were all women who died in the Liao Dynasty. They had no relatives and no one to pursue, so it was no problem, but the other young lady was She is the sister of a captain in the army. From now on, if the military commander asks about her whereabouts, it will be difficult for her to answer... "
Jin Wushu was shocked. This time, he supported Yelu Guanyin, lectured his slaves, and made her the queen of the fourth prince's house. But he had no idea that Yelu Guanyin actually beat four people to death for this!
He was filled with anger: "Beat four people to death? Why didn't you tell me about such a big thing earlier? Madam Yelu, how can she be so cruel?"
The housekeeper said cautiously: "I also feel that Mrs. Yelu has gone too far this time, so a reprimand is enough. However, she is also thinking about her reputation..."
Reputation, reputation can kill four people at once? Although Jin Wushu was fierce, he had never been so cruel to his own servants.
"No, how could she do this?"
"Now, Madam Yelu has just given birth to her little master. She has worked hard and achieved great results. It is not appropriate to blame her too much..."
At that time, the Kingdom of Jin was still a slave system. The servants and concubines at home were the private property of the master, and no one would care about them even if they were beaten to death. Jin Wushu was about to get angry, but he held back and only said: "Go ahead and arrange it." These four people were buried alive, and then the young lady's brother was given a large gift... "
"yes."
Just as the housekeeper was about to go out, he suddenly remembered something and stopped him again: "From now on, you will take care of Tianwei's affairs. Madam Yelu doesn't need to interfere..."
"yes."
After the housekeeper went out, Jin Wushu sat down slumped, vaguely feeling that something big had happened in his mansion, but he had no idea about it.
"Premature" - a son born prematurely!
A trace of uneasiness arose in his heart, but he couldn't tell where the uneasiness came from. He only felt that he dreamed about Hua Rong's death last night and heard about the deaths of four concubines early in the morning. He felt faintly that he felt extremely uneasy. Wait for yourself.
It was a quick delivery, and some time had passed by the time Zhao Deji received Hua Rong's letter.
Because it was Hua Rong's own handwriting, the eunuchs did not dare to neglect it and sent it to Eunuch Kang himself. Zhao Deji looked at it carefully and saw the word "Rong'er" signed on it, so he only asked Xinbing: "How is Hua Rong?"
"I have never recovered and can only barely walk a few steps."
Zhao Deji stopped talking and said, "Eunuch Kang, what do you think of this matter?"
Although Eunuch Kang was bribed by Qin Hui, he was very cunning and had long suspected that Qin Hui had ulterior motives. Otherwise, how could he be so generous? He bowed and said: "Qin Hui is indeed a bit suspicious, but it is human nature for him to adapt to changes and deal with the captives in the north. The fact that he has not forgotten this dynasty and is willing to return shows his loyalty."
This was what Zhao Deji wanted. At that time, there were many officials, big and small, who paid money, but few came back, so he said: "My country and the country, even though he is as small as Qin Hui, he can't damage it. If he is really a spy of the Jin people, I will also You can use the trick to see what the captives want to do."
When Eunuch Kang heard what he said, he knew that he must still trust Qin Hui, so he said no more.
Zhao Deji took the letter, read it again, and sighed: "It's not easy for Hua Rong to still be thinking about this matter after being so injured. Alas, such a woman... "
Of course Eunuch Kang knew what he was worried about, so he only said: "Hua Rong is also on the short side. Now she is seriously injured and dying, and she has lost her child. She is really worse than death. Alas... Fortunately, Yue Pengju does not dislike her..."
Although Zhao Deji did not reveal a word, he had always been secretly jealous of Yue Pengju. Now that he understood Hua Rong's situation, he couldn't help but sigh. He would never be jealous of Yue Pengju again, and he had truly given up his thoughts on Hua Rong. A woman who cannot have children, no matter how beautiful she is, is still a big flaw.
Because of this, when he read this letter from Hua Rong, he felt completely relaxed in his heart. He was grateful for her friendship and finally thought about the country and the country. Zhao Deji had experienced many times of escape and had long cherished the utmost care for everything. I am extremely wary, and the only person I really trust is Yihua Rong.
Therefore, although he felt that Hua Rong's letter was irrelevant, he still ordered Eunuch Kang: "Go to the medical officer's office again and look for the best Ganoderma lucidum and ginseng, and get as much as you can... By the way, there is also a batch of Korean food sent from Korea. Shen, ask someone to send her to Elong Town as soon as possible... Oh, as long as Rong'er can hold on, try your best to hold her on for as long as possible... She is really ill-fated!"
"Yes, I'll do it now, old slave."
In winter, heavy snow begins to seal the mountains. The vast snow country is covered with snow.
After a night of wind and snow, Hua Rong opened the door and the fresh air hit her face. Little Lu Wenlong jumped up and down: "Mom, let's go have a snowball fight..."
"Okay. But son, you have to learn marksmanship first today..."
She smiled, held her son's little hand and walked over. She saw Yue Peng raising his spear and dancing vigorously in the open space outside: "Son, come here, I will teach you something powerful today..."
After getting along for the past two or three months, Lu Wenlong has developed a very close attachment to Hua Rong. A child's intuition is the best way to find out whether someone treats him well or not. He needs Hua Rong to take care of him meticulously. This is not the same as heaven. Wei and Nanny took different care of him. When he was around them, he always felt cautious and timid; but when he was with Hua Rong, he felt the carefree, free and brave little child. , and truly has no scruples, vigorously releasing the child's nature; moreover, Hua Rong is very knowledgeable, not only can teach him to write, but also often tells him all kinds of interesting stories, telling him about all kinds of strange things going south and north.
Almost immediately, he fell in love with his new mother, but it took a lot of thought for him to treat Yue Pengju. Yue Pengju was kind, but always had a sense of power without anger. He never dared to scold the King of Qin. Generally speaking, people would scold Yue Pengju, but they would not dare to "quarrel" with him blindly. From the beginning of the meeting, they would be respectful. Later, Yue Pengju would teach him marksmanship.
Yue Pengju was determined to cultivate this child, so he did not pamper him. He was a soldier and knew that good seedlings must be watered from an early age. He often told Lu Wenlong, "Practice three nines in winter and three volts in summer." Even though he was a child, he would never let him coddle him. , you can’t just practice as much as you like, but you must persevere.
In this way, Fang is an important way to cultivate personality and perseverance.
No one understands better than Hua Rong how difficult it is to survive in troubled times. It is best for both men and women to have the ability to defend themselves. At least, they must protect themselves first before they can protect others. Therefore, on this point, she and Yue Pengju have completely different opinions. All in all, this child is already lonely and must develop some skills. Otherwise, the world is constantly changing. Who knows how long he can live under the wings of his parents