Chapter 210: Varied

The return route is the same as when I came, and I still follow the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal to see the spring scenery all the way. Pen | fun | pavilion www. biquge。 info

For the sake of the hidden dragon guard, as well as the Xiu who is about to take on the big responsibility, Xia Yuzhi is actually like an arrow.

remembered that in the previous life mentioned by Murong Wei, in the eight years of Chongming, he achieved the fame of two young generals. Gu Chenxiao was already the god of war Shura, and Xia Yuzhi naturally couldn't make Su Duhan's previous life glorious again.

In order to delay Su Duhan's action, Xia Yuzhi patiently maneuvered, and symbolically asked Chu Zhaohui's opinion whether to go faster by land.

If you go by land, you can't see the dragon boat on Taihu Lake. Just because he said that day, it is not easy to take it back.

Chu Zhaohui is really unhappy for a pair of children now, he has been sulking for the past two days, how can he be in those moods, so he wants Xia Yuzhi to follow Murong Wei's meaning.

Murong Wei naturally wanted to take the waterway, and wanted to follow the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal and take a closer look at the route of the rebels entering the imperial city, where were there any omissions.

The two agreed on the itinerary, and Xia Yu also carefully observed the way, in addition to the response of the Jiangyin Gang, what other conveniences would the rebels have. He even put himself in his shoes and thought about where he would choose to anchor the ship, where to hide the troops, where to start an incident, and whether there would be anyone in Beijing to answer him.

The Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal runs through the north and south, now the rainy season is coming, the river is very abundant, as an important water conservancy hub in Xixia, hundreds of boats come and go on the river, and the traffic is indeed convenient.

Murong Wei's mind still swirled with the imagination of Su Duhan's 100,000 soldiers, some pretending to be the Grand Canal slender men and some hiding on the boat, lingering for a long time.

In the dinner room that day, chatting about the Yangzhou Qionghua that had not been admired for a long time, Murong Wei unconsciously led the topic to the Grand Canal.

At this time, Su Duhan didn't expect that he would take advantage of the Beijing-Hangzhou Grand Canal to raise troops in the future, and he was not interested in the turquoise and clear river under the boat, but only wanted to find out about Wen Wan's life experience.

The portrait of Miss Zhang Tai was seen with his own eyes in the ancestral hall of the Su family, and now he learned from Su Guangfu that Da Zhou might have another lineage, and he couldn't help but be enthusiastic. He has been circling Wen Wan's life experience, and he can't help but look at Wen Wan a few more times.

Sensing that Su Duhan's gaze was different, she raised her eyes to examine it gently, and there were some doubts in her eyes.

Su Duhan covered up and said: "Looking at my mother and Sister Wan, I suddenly remembered something, and it was my son's negligence. The Tuyi sent by the clan was not precious, but it was a rural wilderness, and one should be prepared for Mrs. Zhou. Sister Wan came out for a few days, and it was also her heart. ”

Since he knew that he hated Xiangyuan Bofu, Wen Wan and Chu Zhaohui's mother and son had gotten along for many years, and basically tacitly avoided talking about family affairs, for fear that Mrs. Zhou's identity would be embarrassing, especially not to involve her in it.

Today, when I suddenly heard Su Duhan mention her biological mother, she still wanted to pay a visit, and she was surprised in her heart. Thinking about the couple and Su Guangfu on the boat a few days ago, the surprised and complicated eyes of the other party added some apprehension to Wen Wan's heart.

By adding tea, he gently concealed his uneasiness, and smiled quietly: "I'm not afraid of the jokes of the prince, my mother's identity is really inconvenient in the Bofu." took the gift of King An's Mansion back, and made them jealous in vain, and it would be better for them to be angry, so it was better to be quiet. ”

After recognizing Chu Zhaohui's godfather, it was inconvenient to call her mother together, so Wen Wan now called Mrs. Zhou her mother, so as to distinguish the flat wife of Xiangyuan Bofu from Mrs. Yipin of King An's Mansion.

Bofu is like an orange that rots from the inside out.

People say that the gold and jade are outside, and they are ruined, but Bofu can't even block the big face outside the gold and jade, no wonder Wen Wan hates it so much. Chu Zhaohui knew that Wen Wan was telling the truth, and he didn't force her to accept the gift from King An's mansion.

Thinking of the despondency of kneeling in the snow in single clothes when she first saw Mrs. Zhou, Chu Zhaohui sighed lightly and said: "Mrs. Zhou is upright and straight, as noble as a lotus, but she was born in such a mud pit, and she was even more wronged by Ah Wan. When you endure it for a while, you have a title, and see who in Nabo's mansion dares to show her face. ”

Chu Zhaohui actually wanted to say that if she endured it for a year or two, she would find a good family for Wen Wan, she had her own county lord's mansion, Yiyi still wanted to see her face, and if she stayed with her mother for a while at that time, she would not dare to say a word in the mansion.

After all, he was afraid that the little girl would be thin-skinned, so Chu Zhaohui did not speak.

Mother's words were heard directly in his ears, which made Su Duhan feel the same way. It turned out that not only did she feel that Mrs. Zhou's character was valuable, but her mother never regarded her as a mere concubine, so she cared for her all these years.

The determination in his heart added another weight, Su Duhan seemed to be concerned, and also sighed with his mother: "I haven't asked, I don't know if there is anyone else in Sister Wan's grandfather's family." It is inconvenient for Mrs. Zhou to be in the Bofu, and Du Han can be filial piety on behalf of her sister. ”

Although a pair of children are not related by blood, it is rare for them to have a deep love between sisters and brothers. The son thought it through, Chu Zhaohui was delighted to see it, and slightly stretched his brows, very relieved in his heart.

But seeing Wen Wan sighing softly, her eyes turned red, and she said in a low voice: "Thank you for your kindness." I used to hear my mother talk about the difficulties in the past, and it was really hard to say. Bofu was ashamed of the poor relatives, and he didn't allow his mother to go back and walk around. In the past few years, I have lost confidence in the uncle's house, and my mother occasionally goes back to take a look, but she is afraid that she will miss my future because of her background, so she will not let me know. ”

stroked the silk handkerchief embroidered with silver and blue thousand-petal chrysanthemum on his slightly reddened eyelids, and his gentle tone was a little low: "Count, I have lived for more than ten years, and I see that my grandfather and grandmother have more faces than this slap, I am really an unfilial person." ”

Every family has a scripture that is difficult to read, that is, they were born with a golden spoon, and now they are not just living as a surviving person, hoping that their children will be well.

Thinking about the two little enemies who told him that he couldn't rest assured, and then looked at the gentle grievances, Chu Zhaohui also knew that she couldn't help herself cautiously in the palace, so he could only take her in his arms to comfort her.

There were shallow tears sticking to Wen Wan's eyes, the most crystalline, she bit her lip and said: "My mother said that as long as the old man is healthy, he doesn't have to go to meet to increase his troubles." ”

In the past, Luo Pujia wanted to fulfill her brother with great righteousness, and now Mrs. Zhou gave up her family affection to not tie up her daughter, although the reason is good, it always sounds like drinking bitter wine, sour and astringent.

Not only the masters are like this, but the slaves and maids who are standing behind them and serving are a little touched, and they also add feelings for no reason.

Mrs. Zhou's life experience is not a secret, she sold herself for the poverty of her family back then, even if she has been raised as a flat wife now, she still can't erase the reality of being a maid in Bofu at the beginning. Wen Wan knew that it was useless to cover up, so she simply said it generously.

Talking about Wen Wan's grandfather's family, it was originally her sad thing, and Murong Wei and the others were inconvenient to say more. When Chu Zhaohui saw that the scene was really gloomy, he ordered: "Having said that, when you return to the imperial city, Du Han will find a time to send your sister Wan to Mrs. Zhou to pay a salute, and then ask Mrs. Zhou if it is convenient to meet the two old people, which is also the intention of our house." (To be continued.) )