Wang Junhua lowered his head and said nothing, and then he realized that Yelu Guanyin had really planned to kill Lu Wenlong a long time ago. Lu Wenlong was her biggest stumbling block. Wang Junhua had never touched Lu Wenlong's thoughts before, although she didn't like this child either, especially when she saw him. When she got close to Hua Rong and questioned herself for embarrassing herself, she became even more disgusted with this child. In the past, she had hidden this disgust in her heart, but now it was activated by Yelu Guanyin. She couldn't help being surprised and scared, and murmured: "This, Isn’t this not good?”
Yelv Guanyin knew that her heart was moving and sneered: "As long as he exists for one day, he will breathe out Qi for Hua Rong and become her talisman. Think about it, apart from this child, what else does Hua Rong have to rely on? Men are lustful and greedy for freshness. , when the freshness wears off, Hua Rong is no longer a beautiful woman, she is just a spent flower and willow, old and beautiful. When the time comes, we will find a few beauties for the Fourth Prince to distract him. What else does Hua Rong have? Afraid? Isn’t it easy to deal with her?”
During the two years that Yelu Guanyin has been in the Fourth Prince's Mansion, she has become a good player in competing for favors. After all, Wang Junhua is used to being a tigress at home, so she is just trying to figure this out. But women are very talented in competing for favors, and many times they are unable to do so. As a teacher, she understood that what Yelu Guanyin said made sense, and hesitated: "If you are not careful in this matter, you may cause trouble."
There was a hint of ferocity in Yelu Guanyin's eyes: "Now that my sister and I are on the same boat, I will tell you my innermost truth frankly. From now on, we sisters will work together and be united."
"You can take care of me. My sister can rest assured."
The two of them had almost finished their discussion. At this time, the people on the grassland had woken up one after another, and the sounds of children's laughter and the sounds of cattle and sheep began to be louder. Then the two of them separated and walked back inadvertently.
In the distance, the huge ancient tree looked like an umbrella canopy, and the tent under the tree was exquisite and unique. Wang Junhua felt the pain of jealousy, and his heart was cut like a knife: Why is it that he is not the one living in it? Why is it that the golden house where the fourth prince hides his beauty is not him? Why? The root of all the trouble lies in Hua Rong. She is the only enemy in her life. She cannot be defeated or killed, and she can come back at any time. The mind that was still hesitating at first is completely determined. In order to destroy Hua Rong, she will do anything. What's more, There is also Yelv Guanyin accompanying me on my back, so what do I have to fear
Lu Wenlong carried an arrow on his back and rode Black Moonlight. The little boy changed into a thin shirt and horse outfit. He was handsome and cute. He ran across the grassland, and many children swarmed up and surrounded him: "Little prince, little prince..."
Some little girls crowded up, holding wild flowers in their hands, fresh and fragrant, and kept throwing them at him: "Little Prince, Little Prince..."
Hua Rong stood aside quietly, looking at her son's slightly shy smile. This child was completely different from Little Hutou. He had the sensitivity and shyness of a half-adult in his transitional period, quiet and introverted. Little Hutou, on the other hand, looked like the most naughty person in the world. A child who always makes fun of people around him and makes fun of King Qin.
Wang Junhua took out an exquisite dagger with great affection and greeted her in a flattering manner: "Little prince, I will give you a gift." When the children saw her coming, they swarmed out of the way and stared at the dagger inlaid with red and blue. The dagger with two colors of gemstones is sparkling and exquisite.
Lu Wenlong also looked at the dagger curiously, but when he saw that it was Wang Junhua, he immediately shook his head: "No, I don't want it."
Hua Rong patted her son's shoulder gently: "Ms. Wang gave it to you, just take it. Don't let me down my good intentions."
Lu Wenlong accepted it obediently: "Thank you, Mrs. Wang."
Wang Junhua smiled enthusiastically: "As long as the little prince is happy, the slave family will have many gifts for the little prince."
Hua Rong looked at her smiling face. No one understood the viciousness behind this smiling tiger better than her. What was she thinking? Have you set your sights on your child
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She was vigilant, but remained calm. Revenge was necessary, but ensuring her son's safety came first. She had no choice but to ask Wang Junhua, was she seeking death in advance
Wang Junhua turned his head and saw her gaze. He still had the attentive smile on his face, but he was not polite. Because the fourth prince was not here, his attitude was very arrogant. When she was about to speak, Hua Rong waved his hand: "Son, you Let’s go play.”
Lu Wenlong nodded, rode Black Moonlight, and ran out heroically with a dagger. The children surrounding him also swarmed up. After a while, the place became quiet, and only two of them were left.
The fourth prince was not around. Wang Junhua looked provocatively at the tent in the distance, lowered his voice, and sneered contemptuously: "Hua Rong, you are so shameless. Yue Peng's corpse was not cold yet, and you actually came to commit yourself to the fourth prince and fight against his enemy..."
Hua Rong took two steps. Wang Junhua was slightly shocked and had no time to leave. Hua Rong was so fast that she didn't even see her raising her hand. She only heard a "pop" sound and a burning pain on her face. When she opened her mouth, a bloody tooth fell out. She was furious and cursed in a hissing voice: "Hua Rong bitch..."
Hua Rong's attack was so fast, but this time, he punched her in the heart. She couldn't believe it at all. She took two steps back, gritted her teeth, and bent over in pain, making a ouch ouch sound from her mouth. I don't dare to curse one more word.
"Hua Rong, how dare you hit me? I want to tell the Fourth Prince and let him see clearly your wolfish ambitions..."
Hua Rong smiled slightly and lowered his voice: "Wang Junhua, I warn you to stay away from Wenlong's child. If you dare to have any idea about him, you will never leave this place alive."
At this time, several servants were approaching. Two of them were brought by Wang Junhua. They ran over and saw Wang Junhua squatting on the ground, looking in pain, but Hua Rong had no time to recover: "Your wife Wang fell on the ground. Please help her go back to rest quickly..."
Wang Junhua couldn't cry in front of these servants, for fear of losing face and identity, so he could only stand up bitterly, glared at Hua Rong, and hurried back to the fourth prince's big tent. He felt wronged and angry, and just hoped that the fourth prince would hurry up. Make the decision for yourself and give this woman a show of strength.
Lu Wenlong rode the horse and galloped with great energy. He saw his mother coming from behind, and the big yellow horse shook its mane. He saw the strange look in his mother's eyes, understood it, pulled the reins to speed up, and soon left his friends behind, with the wind in his ears. Whispering, I looked back and saw that only my mother was following me.
After running for a while, there is a world that I have never been before. Chrysanthemums and wild flowers of various colors are blooming, hidden in the shallow weeds. The small chrysanthemums are not much different from the wild flowers. The color is very pure, it is simply like It looks like it's made of fake paper. Only when you pinch one in your hand will you know it's real.
Lu Wenlong pulled a large bouquet and said happily: "Mom, look at how beautiful this place is."
Hua Rong smiled and sat on a piece of soft grass, looking at her son's rosy face. After getting along for a few days, her child became closer and closer to her. It was an extremely caring feeling. She waved: "Son, come and stay with me." Mom, sit down."
Lu Wenlong ran over and sat next to her. He raised his face and saw that his mother was wearing brand new clothes. The colorful feathers on the bow and arrows were shining beautifully. His hands touched the feathers, and his face showed the admiration of a child: "Mom, your bow and arrow are so beautiful?"
She gently hugged her son's shoulders, smiled and said, "Really? These are the arrow clusters and feathers that your father found for me."
"Daddy?"
She sighed softly: "It's the father who made you two guns to hunt tigers when we were in Elong Town."
"Where is Dad now?"
"My father is dead."
Lu Wenlong asked in shock: "How could daddy die?"
He is a child and does not know the grudges and grudges between adults yet. Hua Rong raised his head and looked into the distance and only said: "My father was killed..."
He asked anxiously: "Who killed my father? My son avenged him..."
She withdrew her gaze and looked at her son's real face, such pure impulses, the innocence and innocence of a young man, and the bravery he had developed in Jurchen. She slowly said: "Your father's name is Yue Pengju, and he is a famous general in the Song Dynasty. The people who killed him were Emperor Zhao Deji and Prime Minister Qin Hui of the Song Dynasty, and..." She stopped talking and paused.
"Who else?"
"It's mainly these two people."
"Mom, let's kill these two people to avenge my father."
Hua Rong laughed, look at what this kid said, how could Zhao Deji and Qin Hui be killed so easily? She said solemnly: "Son, my mother does not need you to avenge my father. Your mission is to grow up well, grow up healthily, and live a safe and happy life. This is the greatest comfort to my mother."
The young man was puzzled: "But, my father said that he hopes that I will become a great hero who will stand upright, make great military exploits, conquer cities and lands, and repay grudges with pleasure. This is what a man should do..."
This "father" was transformed into Jin Wushu. Yes, this is how Jin Wushu taught his sons. Like all Jurchen children, they were born to fight, conquer cities and land, and obtain wealth, women, and honor.
Hua Rong stared into his eager eyes. It was the most critical period of character formation in a young man's life, and his fighting spirit was high. "Son, war is the worst thing..."
He asked anxiously: "How could it be bad? Most of our Daikin's cattle, horses, and wealth come from war. Dad said that only war can obtain these..."
"But war will kill people. Thousands of people will die. War is not good. If there is no war, as long as you work hard, you can have cattle and horses and a lot of wealth..." She thought, "Son, there will be no more There is nothing more important than health and happiness..."
He was puzzled as to why his father and mother had such completely different views.
"Son, mother will teach you how to read."
"But, Mom, I want to learn archery."
Hua Rong nodded. Since the child's interest was in shooting, he would not stop him.
"Mom, it's almost the Willow Shooting Festival. Dad said I can participate in this year's competition."
Hua Rong was startled. Looking at the eager color in his eyes, he knew that he wanted to win honor - an honor that belonged to a little man, a man. The tradition of all people being soldiers has been integrated into his bones - warlike, good at fighting, for honor. And fight!
"Okay, son, I will teach you archery and I will teach you well. However, there is one thing that my mother has to remind you in advance."
"What's up?"
She was very cautious: "Son, you must never approach Mrs. Wang and Mrs. Yelu from now on, nor can you ask for anything from them, especially any food they send, you cannot eat it."
This time, he understood and nodded vigorously: "I know, mom, they are both bad people. They want to harm mom and me. But, why do they want to harm me?"