He was so excited that he bowed first and then took it with both hands: "Thank you mom, my son will definitely treasure it."
She smiled happily and felt relieved. She had always been afraid of mistreating this child, afraid that such a tragic change would leave a shadow in her heart, afraid that she would not be able to teach him properly, and that she would be ashamed of Lu Deng and his wife. However, now that she has Pengju Bodyguard , with his spirit in heaven presiding over the overall situation, this child can rest assured in his life.
She smiled and patted his shoulder gently: "Son, go to bed early."
"Good night, Mom."
She walked to the bed and looked at the sleeping little tiger head. The child slept so soundly and was not awakened at all. The little man even snored in a serious way. He changed into a soft little clothes. The little child slept with rosy cheeks, like a big apple. But she was not sleeping well, her arms were always stretched out, and her belly was exposed, white, like a giant salamander in a New Year painting. She smiled and put He gently put his little arms into the quilt, covered him, and stroked his soft face. The older this child grew, the more he looked like his father. His eyebrows, eyes, and even his voice were all so cool. The only difference The strange thing is that he is so lively, so innocent, and does not experience any setbacks or hardships, so he is not as depressed as his father was when he was a child.
Hua Rong stared at him, her eyes filled with strong tenderness. She couldn't help but lower her head and kiss his little face, then pulled his braid, then stood up and walked out.
"Mother… "
She turned around, but Lu Wenlong stopped talking.
"Son, what do you want to say?"
Lu Wenlong mustered up his courage and said in a low voice: "Mom, do you still hate 'him'?"
Hua Rong did not answer.
He thought his mother didn't understand, so he added: "Mom, do you still hate him... the fourth prince?"
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The fourth prince? What a long lost name.
Hua Rong shook his head, his expression very calm: "No! I have never thought of him these days."
She also found it strange that since escaping from hell that time, she had never thought of Jin Wushu, and even forgot about him when she was escaping. Even the fact that he was an enemy was forgotten. Some people completely It's far better to forget than to remember. Because it's not worth it. Even killing him is meaningless.
What really separates them is war! It is the trauma of endless wars. This is completely different from Zhao Deji and Qin Hui. It is not a personal grudge.
Song and Jin showdown, tribute and silver showdown! When is it not about Song and Jin Dynasties
The two words Song and Jin mean that everything will come to an end.
However, even if he can forget it, it does not mean that his children can also forget it. After all, the love between father and son is thicker than water. And what is the relationship between him and Jin Wushu? Nothing counted; from beginning to end, maybe not even friends, not even cooperation, not even relationships of mutual use, not even enemies, she didn't want to be with him.
Jin Wushu, he can be considered a great hero - at least he is a great hero of Jurchen. As he said, how dare you seek selfish benefits for the country! He did all this for their Daijin! Why should I still hate him or miss him
Can a powerful minister like him really die a happy death? She thought that maybe she could still see his fate in her lifetime. However, she was no longer interested in knowing his fate. This man was nothing in front of her. Why should she worry about him anymore
"Mom, Dad... The fourth prince didn't want to kill you at that time..." He hurriedly tried to tell the difference for the fourth prince. At the last moment, the fourth prince said, "Only kill King Qin, and no one else will be held accountable..." "
This was the first time that mother and son mentioned Jin Wushu in a long time. Hua Rong nodded very calmly. If not, he would have been killed by the knife at that time and would not have been able to wait for Liu Wu's rescue. However, at first, Killing herself was also sincere. If King Qin hadn't rescued her in time, she would have died. Jin Wushu has always been like this, when the fake is real, the real is also fake. Until now, she no longer cares whether he is real or fake.
"Mom, he didn't want to kill me... Even if I left the Kingdom of Jin, he didn't want to kill me..."
"Yes, son, he loves you. At least he truly loves you! He will not kill you."
Lu Wenlong lowered his head and burst into tears.
Hua Rong looked at the tears on his face with pity, patted his shoulder gently, and burst into tears herself. The calm joy could not cover up those bloody past events. She didn't know why she was crying, maybe it was In this troubled world, maybe it's the tragic fate of everyone, maybe it's because there are such people around us on such a night.
Lu Wenlong is a boy after all. When he saw his mother crying, he stopped crying and muttered: "Mom, I'm not... I'm not missing him..."
She was very calm: "Son, there is nothing wrong with you missing him. We are human beings, and our feelings are like threads, layered on top of each other. We can't just cut them off if we want to. After all, he raised you. Even if he is sorry for the world, But, he deserves you."
Even if he feels sorry for everyone in the world, he deserves you.
From childhood to adulthood, he has given so much fatherly love, and he is closer than his own son.
Lu Wenlong's tears were about to fall again, but he quietly turned his head and wiped them away inadvertently. He had grown up and was embarrassed to shed tears easily.
"Mom, do you regret giving him the antidote?"
She stared into his eyes, wondering when he knew this.
"Mom, do you still remember? One day in the tent, the fourth prince fell ill and suffered terribly..." She remembered that there was a time when Jin Wushu was lying on the ground like a dead dog, howling loudly. One night, he simply lay on the ground all night.
"I was next door and heard your conversation. Later, I quietly paid attention... and then I realized that my father, the fourth prince, had been poisoned... Mom, why did you give him the antidote? Have you ever regretted this?"
She thought for a while before shaking her head: "No, I don't regret it!"
"Why?"
"Because we are weak! My child, if it were not for the help of the Fourth Prince, I would have died long ago; if I had not relied on him, I would not have been able to kill Wang Junhua. I had no choice but to compromise with him. If he had died early, it would have been even more detrimental to us. "Of course, she didn't expect everything that would happen next, including his brutal pursuit and her own baldness overnight. Looking back on the first half of her life, who could say that she didn't spend it in compromise and pain
Lu Wenlong lowered his head and said no more. From then on, he never mentioned Jin Wushu.
After half a month of this, King Qin was in an amazingly good mood due to his recovery, and his injuries improved greatly. At this time, Liu Zhiyong and Liu Wu also returned from disaster relief.
The disaster relief work in the Lianghe area has been completed. Although the number is not small, in the face of such a large number of victims, and during the famine years, rice and food were extremely expensive, it can only be a drop in the bucket. For problems that cannot be solved by the country, private momentary acts of charity are even more important. It seems insignificant. However, if there is no such act of kindness, the suffering people will be even more desperate.
For a while, the people of the two rivers rushed to tell each other. Some well-informed people even said that the life-saving rice grains were tribute silver from Dajin. The great heroes of the Song Dynasty snatched back the tribute silver. The wool came out. On the sheep, it is the blood and sweat of the people of the Song Dynasty, and it should be attributed to the people of the Song Dynasty.
With much fuss and excitement, King Qin was described as an unparalleled hero.
Liu Zhiyong recounted the story vividly and with deep pride: "Your Majesty, I thought we were bandits before, but now I know we are heroes."
King Qin laughed loudly, vomited again, and said to himself: "Damn it, I am actually a big robber."
Hua Rong smiled and looked at the one-eyed Liu Wu. Although he had not seen it with his own eyes at the time, he could not help but feel the aura of an unparalleled hero when he imagined the posture described by King Qin, where he drew the long arrow from his eye to stabilize the morale of the army.
"Liu Wu is considered a hero, and he is a great hero."
A man from Nuo University actually blushed and touched his head, as if his one eye was worth it: "Thank you, madam, for the compliment."
"Hahaha, Liu Wu, after you return to the island, you first marry a wife. I will help you make arrangements."
Hua Rong smiled and said, "Have you become a matchmaker?"
King Qin didn't care: "What girl wouldn't like a real man like Liu Wu? There are more female relatives on the island. Let's take care of this matter when we get back."
Liu Wu has been traveling all year round. He has been a bandit for a long time, so naturally he feels lonely at times. Seeing that King Qin is now happy and happy, with a wife and children, his temperament has changed greatly. Of course, he will be envious, and he patted his head: "First of all, Thank you, Your Majesty."
"Hahaha, I'm just saying, don't be shy, kid. Having a wife and children is better than being alone."
Hua Rong glanced at him sideways. Don't you think the boss of a man has become a mother-in-law? He met her teasing gaze and smiled even more joyfully.
Next, Liu Wu also brought back a huge piece of news: Qin Hui was critically ill. This was brought back by King Qin's spy in Lin'an. Liu Wu and others would naturally not hide it after receiving the news.
Hua Rong and King Qin couldn't believe it.
"How to say?"
"The eyeliner has always been in contact with Eunuch Kang. Eunuch Kang personally revealed it. It is absolutely unmistakable."
It turned out that after Qin Hui was injured at the border that day, he immediately fled back to the capital in a hurry under the escort of Yang Yizhong. Hua Rong's knife had already seriously injured him, and the bumpy road made him scared all the way, so after rushing back to the capital , so he stayed at home and said he was sick at home.
The ministers in the court didn't know why he fell ill, and they speculated and rumors spread. But Qin Hui still ignored it and asked famous doctors for diagnosis and treatment. He didn't know how many Ganoderma lucidum, fairy grass, and elixirs he used, but they couldn't bring him back to life. Even Wang Jixian's The medicine doesn't work anymore.
Qin Hui is waiting for death.
But the outside world didn't know about his condition. He was still the prime minister with one hand covering the sky. From top to bottom, who dared not to fawn over him? As a result, there was an endless stream of people visiting his house, and the gifts he received piled up. Finally, the treasury could no longer hide them, so they had to send them to other hospitals for placement. Even the emperor Zhao Deji personally sent someone to visit him. , personally dispatched medical officers to express condolences, and the friendship between emperor and minister was as deep as fish and water.
After Wang Junhua, Qin Hui married three more concubines. The concubines were busy collecting gifts and fighting for power and profit all day long, causing a lot of trouble. This made Qin Hui very upset and made his depression even worse. Naturally, he would be uneasy because he The bigger the tree in the court, the more lurking enemies there are. How can those who died unjustly at his hands and those who were exiled let him go? So, he thought of the Fourth Prince and had to ask the Fourth Prince for help again. While he was ill, he sent secret letters several times and secretly gave the Fourth Prince a large number of treasures. He expected Dafa to send troops and he would play the key mediator role again. , only in this way can the dead be brought back to life.