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In the court, the husband once again overturned the desk, fell weakly on the throne, and held his forehead and groaned. The little eunuch eight years ago had already grown up, and it was also a pain in his heart to see his master like this.

This is the first time that the husband has overturned the desk, and I can't count it. The husband's face was pale, his eyes were deep-set, and thick dark circles were reflected on his face.

Gongzifu has been in power for eight years, counting the year when King Wu went to the East China Sea, it is nine years, and once the New Year is over, it will be ten years. For a whole decade, the state of Wu fell from the peak to the trough in an instant, and the prince controlled the government, not only to resist foreign enemies, but also to balance internal party struggles, but also to develop the state of Wu, so that the state of Wu became strong and prosperous again. The husband was physically and mentally exhausted, and although ten years of development did not bring Wu back to the top, it was not far off.

It's a pity that the sky fell on the disaster, Nanyi took revenge, the demon beasts ravaged Shenzhou, Wu State bore the brunt, the Wu army that was originally able to recover was wiped out again under the impact of the beast tide, the economic losses were not counted, and the epidemic was rampant, I don't know how many people died overnight, the fertile land was barren, and the city was dilapidated. The state of Qi took the opportunity to invade the river, and the court was inconsistent with the outside world, and was divided into two factions to quarrel endlessly, and even ministers fled with their families.

Ten years have passed, in exchange for a head full of gray hair, and the frustration in the heart of the husband can be imagined.

Seeing the prince like this, the ministers of civil and military affairs quietly retreated. The little eunuch brought a bowl of sobering soup and handed it to the son-in-law. After a long time, the husband woke up and looked at the soup bowl in front of him in a daze.

At this time, Li Mo, the general promoted by Gongzifu, walked up to the court and bowed: "The last general will see Gongzi." ”

The husband looked at him, relieved himself and said, "No courtesy." After speaking, he took the soup and drank it all.

"Half a month ago, a young man came to the army, this young man is good at medical skills, and he has saved many wounded in the army......"

"There is such a young hero, you can just give a reward, why report it?" After drinking Tang Gongzifu, he was in a lot of spirits, and said impatiently.

"The last general should be like this, but when the general asked about the young man's background, he said......" Li Mo hesitated.

"But it doesn't hurt to say it."

He claimed that he was the son of the king, and his mother was the purple concubine, and the young man spoke very surely, not like a fake. It's just that the king has several sons, the second son and the third son died early, and now there is only one son. The minister didn't dare to make an assertion, so he came to report to the son. ”

The son-in-law bowed his head and said nothing, he had every opportunity, but he didn't have the image of this younger brother, but from Li Mo's mouth, this person had no malice, but with good intentions, and now that he has this son in the army, his morale has also risen a lot, which is not a small thing. The husband asked, "Where is the other?" ”

"Now that the fighting has stopped, the young man has healed the wounded in the army, and now he will be on the way to Jianye, and he will be able to arrive in a few days. The last general is afraid of more incidents, so I hereby report to my son first. Li Mo replied.

"Well, you're doing a good job, I'll go and ask my father, go down."

Zifei Niangniang doesn't have a son, why do I suddenly have an extra brother? The husband was puzzled. Now that the government is upsetting him, it just happened that this happened, and the son-in-law can also divert his attention and adjust his bad mood.

……

"Qingcheng, there is Jianye in front." Xiao Bai passed the message to Nie Qingcheng through the contract.

Nie Qingcheng was lying on Xiao Bai's back, his face often had a strange blood red, his lips were chapped and purple, his eyes were closed, he looked very uncomfortable, and said in a low voice: "If you let me down, I will go into the city, and I will be fine when I enter the city." ”

Xiao Bai answered, his body gradually shrunk, and when he was one meter tall, he put Nie Qingcheng on the ground on the side of his body and licked his face, making him sober up a lot.

After a slow down, Nie Qingcheng stood up with Xiaobai and walked into the city with it.

In the past half a month, Nie Qingcheng has been working day and night in the barracks, treating the wounded, which has greatly admired the sergeants, and Nie Qingcheng is also happy to contribute to the Wu State, but he never thought that in the battlefield barracks, the bloody atmosphere is strong, and he has never rested in the army for half a day, and he is physically and mentally tired, and he is contaminated with this bloody atmosphere.

Nie Qingcheng just wanted to save people, regardless of his own safety, he didn't care about the blood and blood qi entering his body, and he became ill for a long time, if Xiao Bai hadn't discovered it in time and controlled the blood in his body, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Even if Nie Qingcheng picked up a life, the bloody qi accumulated in his body, clash with the spiritual power in his body, not to mention blocking the operation of spiritual power, it was even more evil to attack his heart, and he wanted to make Nie Qingcheng fall into the devil's path.

Fortunately, Nie Qingcheng has a resolute heart, struggles to keep his mind, and the spiritual power in his body is as vast as an abyss, and he can suppress the blood and escape the catastrophe. But all the internal organs were created, the spiritual power was blocked, and it couldn't function, Nie Qingcheng became a waste overnight, and only by removing the blood in his body could he get better.

Half a month has passed, it is the New Year's Festival, although Jianye City is not as prosperous and noisy as in the past, but the atmosphere of the festival is still strong.

Nie Qingcheng walked into the city, and couldn't help but stop and look, the street was full of lanterns, many people set off fireworks and firecrackers in front of their homes, and the men and women gathered together to celebrate.

Nie Qingcheng felt something in his heart, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, he smiled weakly, stared into the distance, and said softly: "Mother, the child is back." ”

……

"That's true!"

In the palace, King Wu hooked his upper body and asked his husband in shock.

The husband nodded with a wry smile, looking at his father like this, it seems that the cheap brother is real.

Seeing the nodding of the child-in-law, King Wu's eyes swirled, and countless thoughts flashed through his mind.

Nine years, nine years, Ling'er's child has not been heard from, King Wu still had hope at first, I believe that Nie Yishi will bring Ling'er back after two years, but two years have passed in a flash, and there is still no news, and King Wu gradually gave up. Only Concubine Zi was left alone, looking at the wanderer on the astrological platform day and night, and going home as soon as possible.

After all, he is a king's figure, and after King Wu was restless for a short time, he said in a deep voice: "Go and invite Concubine Zi!" ”

A eunuch left in response, and King Wu continued: "Master, tell me where the child is now?" ”

The son-in-law didn't dare to hide it: "I will arrive in Jianye in a few days, and my father will wait with peace of mind." ”

King Wu nodded, and sent someone to wait in front of the palace gate, and if there was any news of Nie Qingcheng, he would report it immediately.

……

The scenery of Wucheng, although it is in the cold winter season, but the pine and willow are green, and the red plum is proud of the snow. Nie Qingcheng walked all the way, and he was in a trance like a fairyland, with white snow and lanterns, hidden mountains and rivers, and a quiet place, but he felt lively, and the snowflakes were scattered, but there was a burst of warmth. Foot by foot, stepping on the thin snow, Nie Qingcheng walked slowly, laughing, his eyes were hazy, the lights and shadows lingered, and he felt that his body had become lighter, and suddenly rode the wind straight up, flew away, and was in the brilliant fireworks.

Ling'er, finally back.