Chapter 57: The Dust (Part II)
All night, Xingzhao was by the side of the eldest lady, and the eldest lady sat in the middle of the room, first asked Huang's mother to go to the second gate to guard, saying that as soon as there was news, she would quickly send someone to report it, and then Yuefang asked if she wanted to send someone to talk to Mrs. Tai? The eldest lady shook her head slightly, and only said in a low voice, "Don't talk to Mrs. Tai yet." He looked up again and didn't know where to look, his tone was very low, and he murmured lightly: "The blessings and misfortunes are still unknown, how can you make a conclusion too early"
Xingzhao has become accustomed to the eldest lady's crying and crying and having no claim on everything, and the eldest lady's performance made Xingzhao ecstatic and deeply surprised.
She didn't know what the turmoil of the Fang family was, and now that everything had left the original trajectory, she couldn't even be sure if the Fang family would be able to survive as safely as in her previous life. Xingzhao forcibly suppressed the panic in his heart, nodded and responded to the eldest lady with a smile: "Yes, it is not necessarily a blessing or a curse." Uncle is brave and good at fighting, otherwise how could he keep Pingxi in prison for so long? Besides, soldiers are not tired of cheating, and the advantages and disadvantages are as easy as a snap, who knows that my uncle has not saved a killer move? ”
The eldest lady nodded pretentiously, barely pulling out a smile. What kind of ability does Fang Qi have, she knows best that when she was ten years old, she practiced with three strong men, and she could easily overturn them all, so her father also scolded him for "procrastination and softness", probably except that her Fang family has the ability to put them to death and live later
Thinking like this, Qianjun's heart shook from side to side, as if it was lighter.
The eldest lady seemed to think of something, and greeted people repeatedly: "Prepare the pen and paper, I want to copy the "Dizang Sutra". His eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice: "There are thousands of soldiers who died on the battlefield. In the frontier, the living do not even have time to scruple about life and death. Who would think of exceedingly giving to those who sacrificed?"
Spend others by yourself, and Xingzhao has probed his body. The little hand is on the big hand, and everything is silent.
Throughout the night, the people in the main courtyard did not close their eyes, and the candle wax contained in the silver-carved blessing pattern candlestick on the table was left drop by drop, but it solidified in the middle of the road, like tears after tears, and like pearls one after another.
At the beginning of the morning, there was a sound of beating in Jiujing Hutong, and Xingzhao's eyes widened. I watched as a warm sun burst out of the col in the east, and the layer of ash covering the sky quickly swept away.
Xingzhao took a deep breath, and his heart calmed down inexplicably. Turning his head to look at Lian Yu standing behind him with a pair of red eyes trembling, Lian Rong leaned on the pillar with half-squinted eyes, and then looked at the eldest lady in front of her, it is rare for Mrs. Lin'an Hou, who is so pampered and pampered, to be so physically and mentally exhausted, she can no longer hold the wolf pen in her hand, and the Buddhist scriptures written have been rolled in three volumes, and her face has become extremely bad.
"Mother. Why don't you go and rest."
Before Xingzhao's words landed, there was a noisy sound outside, Xingzhao hurriedly got up and put on his shoes, and saw Mr. Bai come in with the curtain. He Yan was followed by He Yan, who was in very poor spirits.
The eldest lady hurriedly greeted her, and while taking the big grate in He Yan's hand, she hurriedly asked one sentence after another, "What did the emperor say?" Can you speak carefully? It's not just my brother's responsibility, either. The Tartar came in a hurry and fiercely, and my brother didn't know whether he was alive or dead now. The emperor won't blame, right? Did the emperor order reinforcements? ”
The corners of He Yan's mouth pursed even tighter, and he glanced coldly at the knife. The eldest lady was frightened. Holding a big sword in his hand, he is neither advancing nor retreating.
Xingzhao sighed, took a cup of ginseng tea in both hands and stepped forward, invisibly blocking in front of the eldest lady, and said with a smile: "Dad hasn't slept all night, you drink ginseng tea to improve your spirits, mother and aunt have been waiting for you all night, worrying about both your uncle and you." With another look, Lianyu quickly took the big in the eldest lady's hand and hung it up.
He Yan took the tea and took a sip, but his eyes fell on his little daughter with some deep thought, last night he surrounded Wei to save Zhao, smashed Huanglong and dared to think and dare to speak, and a few words changed his original mind. A set of handwriting does not look like the vision that a seven or eight-year-old girl can have, and whose shadow is it with what she says and does? It's the shadow of He Yan!
The eldest son is not angry, and the young daughter can still solve problems.
He Yan looked around, but he didn't get to the point, but said, "Brother Jing hasn't come yet?" ”
The eldest lady was so anxious that she was scratching like a million ants, but she didn't dare not reply: "Last night, Manager Bai brought people directly to the main courtyard, and Brother Jing lived in the Guanzhi Courtyard, and the people in the main courtyard were performing their duties, and they didn't think to call him for a while. ”
He Yan took a few big strides, sat down in the main seat, waved his sleeves, and ordered in a cold voice: "Go and call Brother Jing over!" ”
Xingzhao's heart fell, it was true that He Yan was calm, but no one appreciated this kind of thing. You must know that Fang Qi is not only a big member of the town, but also his brother-in-law, at this time, ignoring the joy and anger of Mrs. Zhengtou, it can also delay time, indicating that the emperor's disposition makes He Yan very satisfied, at least it is beneficial to the situation.
The eldest lady sat nervously on the right, looking at He Yan's expression from time to time, and then swallowed the words she wanted to ask. Xingzhao sat next to the eldest lady with a small pestle, with low eyebrows.
He Yan looked at the young girl, and the emperor with an unprecedented expression appeared in his mind, and he was single in the Yiyuan Palace, discussing the war in the northwest, and asking him for advice, who is more appropriate to send to supervise the army? Do you want to send someone to answer the prayer? These words were spoken to him as a civil servant.
I also remembered that the emperor had not slept all night, and he could afford to send someone to Fengyi Hall to deliver Pu'er tea on three taels of tribute
The emperor had no intention of changing his prayers, and he could even afford to appease Empress Fang at this moment!
It's a signal! Ying Yi said that the emperor had already disliked Empress Fang, which was pure nonsense!
He Yan was thinking about things, but Xingzhao's head was empty, and after a while, a young man who was still wearing a plain silk practice uniform and carrying a pair of dusty riding boots on his feet ran in sweaty, and called out in his mouth: "Father! Pingxi Pass is broken? Why didn't you tell me earlier! ”
"What are you yelling about!" When He Yan saw his eldest son, his heart was furious, and he casually pointed to the stool under his head and ordered, "Sit down!" ”
Where can Xingjing sit still, as soon as he was next to the stool, he looked at He Yan with a very anxious face, and asked again: "It only took one night to get to Dingjing from the northwest to Dingjing, why hasn't the new battle report from the front been transmitted at this time!" ”
He Yan frowned, seeing that both of them were in a hurry, he said in a few words: "The emperor is very concerned about the situation in the northwest, General Fang and the letter are in that army of 3,000 soldiers, and the emperor ordered Liang Pinggong to integrate the army and defend Cangnan County to the death. Rongcheng and Yuzhou stepped up time, integrated soldiers and horses, led by the veteran Qin Boling, and went deep into the northwest to receive General Fang and the letter. ”
As soon as He Yan's words fell, the eldest lady folded her hands together, turned her back to the sky, and there was infinite gratitude in her tone: "Amitabha! The Holy One is still willing to answer his brother! Brother, you must hold on! ”
After a lot of ups and downs in Xingjing's heart, he instantly collapsed on the stool, stroked his chest with his hand, sat up again, and said straightly: "Daddy! I'm going to the Northwest! I'm going to pick up my uncle too! ”
He Yan was caught off guard, and subconsciously slapped the table, and his voice increased suddenly: "Ridiculous!" Our sons and daughters of the He family are from the Shang family! Have you ever seen a noble son go to the barracks to lick the blood and beg for a living! ”
He Yan looked down on soldiers in his bones, and everything was inferior, but he was only high in reading
Xingzhao shook his head, and suddenly looked up and saw Xingjing's face full of vigor and tenacity. The good news He Yan said did not surprise her, but the scene really surprised her.
"Others can go to the Qi family to level the world, why can't I! Is the He family a noble lintel? Others can go, why can't I go" Xingjing rarely argued in front of He Yan, Xiao Langjun's face was flushed, and he said with a stalk on his neck: "I'm not just for my uncle!" Yesterday I actually dreamed that the Tartar rode on a horse, in the realm of our Great Zhou, rampage, waving up and down with a horsewhip, and I felt sick when I woke up! ”
"Then go read more books!" He Yan was completely enraged, lost his interest in talking for a moment, and waved his sleeves: "Manager Bai!" Take Da Lang-kun down! It's about his uncle, and your nephew has a deep affection, so I wouldn't have told you if I knew it! ”
Xingjing was reluctant to go, so Mr. Bai came to pull him, and he had a lot of strength and pushed Mr. Bai to the ground.
He Yan was angry, the eldest lady saw that the situation was not good, looked at her son and looked at He Yan, and didn't know what to do. Xingzhao frowned, stepped forward and pulled Xingjing, Xingjing naturally didn't dare to shake off his younger sister again, Xingzhao raised his head and whispered: "My brother went to the northwest, what should my mother and my grandmother do?" ”
Xingjing suddenly remembered the concerns of that day and hesitated for a moment.
Xingzhao took advantage of this moment, pulled Xingjing with both hands and walked out, and when he arrived in the verandah, Xingjing's face was anxious, worried, and unwilling.
It's okay to go to the northwest, but it's not the time yet.
"Ah Yu has always felt that my brother will definitely become a big hero, but not now, the situation of the Fang family is undecided, you are just a hole card of your mother, if you are not there, take 10,000 steps back and say, in case something happens to the Fang family, what should my mother do? What should Grandma do? Xingzhao lowered his voice and whispered slowly, and said, "Brother should think twice." ”
Xingjing's palms were sweating, and the young man's unique bloody nature and fierceness seemed to be dispelled by these few words.
Which is more important, the scenery will eventually succumb to the uncertainty of the future.
Xingzhao looked at the back of Xingjing moving forward alone in the verandah, and breathed a long sigh of relief, the road ahead was uncertain, and he couldn't stand the slightest toss.
When the warm sun of March completely jumped on the top of her head, Mrs. Min of the Hou family in the letter came, with red eyes, with a very sympathetic tone: "My marquis is obviously a civil servant, he has never seen a dead person in half his life, it's okay to hold a pen, tell him to take a knife"
At this point, Mrs. Min couldn't bear it anymore after all, and cried: "Tell him to take the knife, I'm afraid that he hasn't touched the handle of the knife yet, so I'll call someone to give it" (to be continued......