Chapter 171: Tong Yan Wuji
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But who knows what is going on in your heart?
In this way, the rumors slowly spread, and when they spread to the back, it turned out that the people who had the epidemic in Longqi Mountain ran out, and General Yuan also had the epidemic, and there was no medicine and he was about to die. The emperor didn't give medicine either, he must have felt that he was a master of high merit, and he had planned to let him die for a long time.
In less than two days, people's hearts were very vigilant, and they paid attention to the movements of the nobles in those mansions at any time, for fear that they would wake up in the middle of the night and find that everyone was gone.
The rumors have no tendency to stop at all
, the more time passes, the more likely it is that General Yuan will have an accident.
In previous years, when this kind of state banquet happened, no matter what happened, it was General Yuanda.
But not this year, it must be the emperor who knows the truth and knows that General Yuan is sick and unable to preside over the overall situation.
How did they know that on the one hand, the emperor wanted to recall Yuan Tian to take charge, and on the other hand, he was worried that the previous rumors were true.
There is no wind and no waves, if you don't do anything out of the ordinary, how can this rumor appear?
On June 16, the weather was unbearably hot, and the state banquet was one step closer.
Yuan Shanjia gently wiped the faces of the children in the refugee camp, thinking to herself that the rumors had probably already spread, and if the emperor did not react, she would need to add another fire.
"Brother Chang, thank you." Yuan Shanjia helped wipe his face with a six-year-old glutinous child.
His skin is very dark, he has freckles on his face, and there are some scars on his forehead, which are said to have been injured when others rushed to grab food when he went north.
Yuan Shanjia gently wiped his hands with a wrung out handkerchief, "Xiaobao, no thanks." ”
Although Xiaobao is only six years old, he is very sensible, no more than a child from a rich family, who is still in his arms at the age of six.
Xiaobao's grandmother next to her sat on the big stone with a smile and thanked her again and again, "Thanks to Chang Gongzi, otherwise I really don't know how to give this leather monkey a face." I'm full these days, I'm very naughty, and my body is always so dirty. ”
Although she said complaining, her tone was content.
Her little grandson is the widow of her only son, who grew up with her and her daughter-in-law, who was beaten to death on the way to grab a mouthful of food for her and Xiaobao.
Before he died, he was holding the small steamed bun tightly, and it was all kneaded into a tight piece, so hard that he couldn't bite it.
But even so, there are still many people staring at it.
It was her daughter-in-law who desperately grabbed it, so she could only give it to Xiaobao to eat. In addition, Xiaobao was so hungry that he couldn't open his mouth, and he couldn't speak.
In order to let Xiaobao eat it, she put the steamed bun in her mouth for an afternoon, softened the skin, and fed it to Xiaobao little by little, so that Xiaobao had something in his stomach and vitality on his body.
Therefore, compared with the previous suffering, everything now is satisfying for her.
General Yuan is a good person, and what he gave them was never a bowl of porridge with water, but porridge with half a rice, plus a steamed bun a day, and occasionally some broth, and many people's faces slowly got meat.
Even though the porridge has been a little bit lately, everyone understands it.
Xiaobao heard grandma's words and pouted: "Grandma, Xiaobao is not a leather monkey, Xiaobao is like this to practice martial arts!" If you practice martial arts, you can beat meat for your grandmother! ”
Xiaobao clenched his fists, thinking that the general said that as long as he practiced martial arts, he could beat the big tiger to eat, and he would not be afraid that his grandmother would have no meat to eat!
Even if he goes back to his hometown, he won't let his grandmother go hungry.
Xiaobao's age has been remembered, and he still remembers that he used to live a difficult life with his grandmother and mother, and outsiders always bullied their family for not having a pillar, lacking catties and pounds when buying things, and often suffering losses when selling things.
It's all because there is no pillar, and he remembers the word deeply.
On the way north, my mother was also bullied to death because she was a weak woman.
Although he was so hungry that he was already in a semi-comatose state, he heard everything his grandmother told him.
He heard his grandmother say that his mother died for them. He felt his grandmother put his mother's hand on him and say goodbye to him.
Mother's hands were still as hot as ever, a bit like the temperature of the sun, and it was very pleasant to touch.
But he could understand his grandmother's words, and he didn't believe that his mother was dead.
I want to struggle to get up and tell my grandmother that my mother is not dead yet, and her body is still hot. Doesn't it say that the body of a dead person gets cold? Mother's body is still hot! Not dead yet!
But later he learned that on such a hot day, his mother was exposed to the sun, and her body was still hot.
Not only is it hot, but it still smells, and it is still rotten, if it weren't for the strong resistance of her grandmother, and later she called a few people to help her burn her daughter-in-law, those who lost their conscience wanted to eat their mother's corpse.
Xiaobao can't express some ideas, but that doesn't mean he doesn't.
He wants to be as strong as a general, so that grandma can eat a lot of meat!
Yuan Shanjia saw the determined look in Xiaobao's eyes, and praised with a smile: "Xiaobao is really amazing!" ”
Xiaobao was complimented, blushing, and looked at his grandmother again, with some expectations.
Grandma wiped the moist corners of her eyes and nodded with satisfaction, "Okay, my good grandson, it's amazing!" I'm waiting for you to learn well, and give me meat to eat! ”
She was quite happy in this life, although her husband died early, but her husband loved her in every way during his life.
The son has never let her worry much since he was a child, and he is very filial in turn.
The daughter-in-law was found by the son himself, but she has an excellent temperament and is very capable, and she can stand up to the door alone.
Especially after her son got the same illness as her husband, her daughter-in-law took care of a family by herself, even if the conditions were bad, she and Xiaobao were full.
Later, it was the same on the road, I would rather be hungry than let her and Xiaobao eat well.
When she thought of this, tears flowed involuntarily.
Now the good grandson also said that he wanted to learn martial arts to give her meat to eat, and he was only six years old, so he knew filial piety, the same as his father.
She tilted her head, and the tears that flowed down her could not tell whether they were sadness or relief, maybe both.
Xiaobao stood there at a loss, so anxious that he didn't know what to do, "Brother Chang, did Xiaobao say something wrong?" Otherwise, isn't grandma so sad? ”
Yuan Shanjia touched his head, "Grandma is not sad, she is happy!" She was very happy that Xiaobao was so filial that she was moved to tears. Xiaobao must do what he says, otherwise grandma's tears will flow in vain. ”
Xiaobao nodded in confusion, and ran over in a few small steps to hold grandma's arm and lean, "Grandma, Xiaobao will be filial to you, don't cry, crying makes my heart hurt." ”
The latter sentence was something he had heard on the street before, so he learned it.
Grandma couldn't laugh or cry when she heard this, and her tears stopped.
Yuan Shanjia also laughed sneering next to him, this kid is too funny.
Grandma Xiaobao was helpless, "Where did you learn it, how do you say it to grandma?" ”
Xiaobao touched his head and was confused, what's wrong? He learned it from a man and a woman, and after the man said it, the woman stopped crying.
(To be continued.) )