Jin Wushu was overjoyed and went to greet him. The young boy opposite him reined in his horse and shouted happily: "Daddy, daddy..."
Jin Wushu took a step forward, and the father and son dismounted almost at the same time. Jin Wushu hugged his shoulders: "Good boy, do you miss me?"
"Of course I will miss my daddy, ah, mom..." His eyes fell on Hua Rong. Hua Rong just smiled and nodded. The sweet smell in her throat became even more uncontrollable when she was stimulated by excitement. This was her It has been discovered for a long time, but it has become more clear since the battle when Zhahe died.
In fact, no one knew the strong blow Zhahe's death had on her. They all thought that he was just one of her subordinates, or even just a servant. In fact, that was not the case. He was the only one worthy of The departure of a trusted friend is the sudden disappearance of a close person, losing an arm, and there is no longer any external force to rely on. It is even so difficult to find a reliable person to take care of your son.
She looked at the intimacy between her son and Jin Wushu with joy. It was a kind of intimacy between father and son. She suddenly felt melancholy and relieved. It didn't matter whether she had herself or not. Without herself, Lu Wenlong might have lived a more pleasant life in this life. .
The hatred of the country and the family, the tragic death of parents, revenge, remembering these things, filling the heart, a person's life will be ruined, just like his own. That is the selfishness of a mother, as long as he is good, no matter if he considers a thief as his father
Recently, she often has these very negative thoughts, and subconsciously covers her chest, hurting her bones, making her will become weaker and weaker, and maybe she will collapse one day.
She gritted her teeth and suddenly met her son's gaze. Lu Wenlong said hurriedly: "Mom, you look really bad..."
She immediately interrupted him: "No, I'm fine."
Seeing her smiling, Lu Wenlong became happy and said, "Mom, where are we going?"
Jin Wushu answered first: "I accompanied my father to pray for rain. Son, you haven't come with me to see the fiefdom yet. It is our fiefdom. You inherited my father's throne and it is also your fiefdom. You are the little one." Do you know that he is the king of Yue? Son, do you want to visit your fief?"
"Of course I have, haha, I also have a fiefdom, which is great."
Hua Rong frowned secretly. Jin Wushu always instilled this into his children, intentionally or unintentionally. He was the master of this land and the heir to many wealth. Even adults could not resist the temptation. How could he force a child to remain indifferent
Jin Wushu glanced at her casually, but she actually didn't make any rebuttal, nor did she show any dissatisfaction, nor did she talk about the so-called "big issues" she insisted on - this woman, in fact, is not that stubborn. At this time, she was more like a mother than ever.
But why is she so harsh when facing herself? Even that vicious
He was puzzled.
The team marched toward the fiefdom in a mighty manner. It was a rich and fertile land. However, it still had to rely on the sky for food. It had not rained for a long time. The grasslands and crops along the way were all weak and weak. Some jumping cattle and sheep. , and because he had not had enough to eat for a long time, he was as skinny as a stick. Jin Wushu sighed, only one rain was left. As long as there was a heavy rain, this land would immediately regain its vitality and everything would revive.
Behind him, Hua Rong and Lu Wenlong were riding side by side. The horse was moving very slowly, and the mother and son were talking softly. Lu Wenlong was talking about interesting things about the past few days. He had bets and games with his friends, and discovered some strange and rare things. Hua Rong listened with great interest. She thought, these things are much more interesting than major military and political affairs, the relationship between the Song and Jin Dynasties, and the traces of Qin Hui.
"Mom, you have been so tired recently. What would you most like to do if you were free?"
"I want to see the little tiger head" she blurted out without any thought at all, her mind was a little dazed, as if the little tiger head was right in front of her, running around, wearing a tiger skin apron, naked, with dark arms, head A little braid that reaches the sky, he catches fish and shrimps without stopping for a moment, and piles layers of sand on himself, as if he wants to bury himself alive...
She thought that in the end, she would have to see the little tiger head once so that she could do her own thing without any worries. Maybe that was the last time and she had to meet her.
Jin Wushu turned around and shouted loudly: "Son, look, it's just ahead..."
Lu Wenlong ran forward, and sure enough, he could see faint villages and people in front of him. It was Baichengzi, the largest market in the Yue Kingdom.
"Dad, is Baichengzi fun?"
"It's very fun. There is also a dianjiang platform. We just want to pray for rain on the dianjiang platform."
"That's great, can I go up too?"
"certainly."
He waited for his son to look into the distance with interest for a while, then lowered his voice and said, "Son, what did your mother just say to you?"
"Mom said she really wanted to meet the little tiger head."
His hand holding the horse's rein slowly moved down a little. Of course he knew that Xiao Hutou was Hua Rong's son. Thinking of her son at this moment, she really wanted to make a desperate move.
"Also, dad, mom said, you should ask me to follow you. She said that she will leave for a while and she will come to pick me up later..." Lu Wenlong was worried, "Mom, where is she going? Will she be like before? How many years have you been gone like that?”
Jin Wushu laughed, but his voice was still very low: "Son, you must follow her and never leave her."
"I don't want to leave her either."
"That's good. My dear son, listen to my father. If she asks you to come back and follow me again, just say that you don't want to follow my father. You must follow your mother. Remember..." Seeing his son's confused look, he even more He whispered, "It's not that Dad doesn't want you. Dad will naturally come to pick you up in the future, but you must remember that you must follow her now."
"Why?"
"Because your mother is injured and needs someone to take care of her."
"No? When did mom get hurt?"
"Anyway, she is not in good health, so you should just keep an eye on her recently. And, son, you must not tell her what I said today."
Lu Wenlong nodded, feeling weird, as if his father and mother each had many secrets.
Jin Wushu quietly turned around. The approaching dusk was like a colorful picture, with the dancing shadows of drought-resistant trees, the fluttering yellow sedge, the galloping cattle and sheep, the flags fluttering in the white city, and even that dusk. The sleepy woman - when no one notices her, she is always among the crowd, her eyes lowered tiredly, like a hard-working camel, carrying too many things, as long as one more feather is added, she will immediately He fell down completely. He hesitated, should he add this feather
Xin Bing gave an order, which was a special horn of the Jin Army. Hua Rong raised her eyes and saw Baichengzi right in front of her. It was a magnificent stone city. She had never seen such a huge pure stone city. It was built of various gray and white stones, so it was called Baichengzi. Her eyes fell on a tall square platform, which was a simple divining platform. In the middle of the surroundings, there were tall desks. A few stones, guarded by majestic soldiers on the left and right, you can imagine the majesty of the king sitting on it, ordering troops and supervising the battle.
In the city, there are bustling crowds and there are various vendors buying and selling things. However, due to the long drought and no rain, business seems to be sluggish. The faces of the pedestrians coming and going are full of food and sorrow. They are obviously worried about God's long-term punishment. When will it end? Naturally, the local magistrates have received the news that the fourth prince is coming to pray for rain, and have already opened warehouses to provide food relief. For the city residents who have been hungry for a long time, this is of course a pie-in-the-sky thing. The family took their grain bags and rushed to the granary in the north of the city with their baskets on their backs. They were surrounded by a sea of people inside and outside, and it was impossible to get through.
The food relief lasted for three days, and it came to an end in the evening. The panic on everyone's faces was slightly relieved. Suddenly, when they saw the honor guard of the Fourth Prince, they immediately cheered:
"The Fourth Prince is here..."
"The fourth prince came to pray for rain..."
"Now that the fourth prince is here, will we not go hungry?"
"The Fourth Prince is a great hero, and we are his subjects. Of course he will not let us go hungry..."
"The fourth prince opened a warehouse to provide food relief. No one in Daikin's heroes can compare with him. Didn't even those who caused trouble take the initiative to stop?"
"That's because they got the food. The fourth prince is so kind and righteous that he not only doesn't pursue these guys, but also says that he will give them more wasteland. The fourth prince is invincible. Hmm, if he attacks a few of their rebels, he will scare them away. Soul…”
"Didn't you listen to the new order issued by the local magistrate? It was issued just this morning. The fourth prince said that we would be exempted from all taxes for this year..."
"Look, that's the little prince. Wow, he really looks like a little fairy boy, just like the fourth prince. He has a tiger father but no dog son. He is really another young hero..."
“…”
Hua Rong listened quietly in the crowd. From military exploits to martial arts, the people of Baichengzi were passing on word of mouth, and she finally understood that Jin Wushu had such high prestige in the eyes of the Jurchens. Just like what Yue Peng did to the Song Dynasty.
She smiled bitterly, "A is like pearl, B is like arsenic." The difference between people in the two worlds is so huge.
Lu Wenlong, on the other hand, was full of excitement and followed his father with honor. He really looked like a little Yue king. He waved to the onlookers, cordially yet reserved, as if he was born for such a scene. Hua Rong couldn't help but Sigh, this is such a flexible and flexible child. When he was in the savage tribe, he could quickly mingle with other wild children. Will such a child live more comfortably in the future
Jin Wushu was busy chatting with his subjects. At this time, he was no longer the aloof fourth prince, no longer the cruel and murderous war criminal. He was completely close to the people, and he was naturally the master of this land. , driving away the shadow of drought hanging over his subjects and bringing them confidence and hope.