The people had already heard the news that their loved ones would return from the battlefield.

However, after too many hopes and disappointments, this expectation has gradually turned into despair, they no longer believe such rumors, they dare not believe it, but in the end, this expectation will only be shattered again. When the old man who was working looked at the soil in front of him that could not be turned over and wiped his tears, his longing son appeared beside him and took the hoe in his hand with one hand.

The old people looked at their sons, they were a little confused, did they die and saw their son's soul?

When they fell to their knees in front of their parents and hugged their legs, they wept silently, caressed their son's face, his body, and all the words turned into whimpering, just whimpering, unable to say anything, and not all of them were so lucky, some young people who had been traumatized by the war returned home, but they could only see the bare graves, the houses covered with cobwebs.

Handan was full of crying, and the laughter of returning home could not be heard.

The children cried the loudest, looking at themselves always missing, but some familiar strangers who couldn't remember their faces, these rough men hugged their children hard, even if the children cried in pain, they were not willing to let go, the soldiers who had been bleeding all the time, finally had the opportunity to cry, the entire Zhao Kingdom was boiling, more and more soldiers returned to their hometowns, and the lifeless Zhao Kingdom was suddenly resurrected!

The return of young people has brought a kind of greatest vitality.

It's like a baby being born, starting to wake up from the cry, and the cry in Handan is the cry of a newborn baby. In Handan City, suddenly there were a lot of pedestrians, the returning soldiers held their children, and took them to the street, although the city was closed, and there were no wine restaurants and restaurants, but they just wanted to go around with their families and see their hometowns, those businessmen opened their eyes wide, and walked out of the house while crying and laughing.

Zhao Guo woke up.

Strong men appeared on the plough again, they waved their farm tools and began to plough the soil and sow seeds, their wives were preparing meals in the distance, looking at their husbands in the plough, and the old people were holding their grandchildren and sitting at the door of the village, chatting.

Ma Fujun, Ma Fujun.

When the soldiers came back, Ma Fujun's name appeared in the mouth of the Zhao people again, it was Ma Fujun who asked them to come back to serve their families, and it was also Ma Fujun who defeated the Qin people and saved them, no people did not thank him, and there were no people who did not love him, almost all the Zhao people were blessed for his heroes, on this day, there were many people in Handan who spontaneously rushed to Mafu Township.

The prison gate was frightened, Mafu Jun didn't leave many doormen, he stopped these people from letting them in, and the villagers in Mafu rushed out with farm tools, who dared to come to Mafu to make trouble?? These people repeatedly explained that they had come to thank Ma Fujun's mother, and the prison gate did not let them all in, but only divided into thirty people and entered in turn, and then, all kinds of people came to the gate of Ma Fujun's courtyard.

When Zhao's mother heard this, she also walked out of the courtyard tremblingly.

Those young people who returned, their families, bowed to Zhao's mother again and again, treating her as their own elders. In the face of so many people's thanks, Zhao's mother's excitement was indescribable, and these returning soldiers also brought gifts, most of them were toys, it turned out that they heard that Ma Fujun also had a son, these toys were given to Ma Fuzi, Zhao's mother was dumbfounded.

When the curious maid came out with the little one in her arms, she was immediately surrounded by everyone.

"It's really like Ma Fujun!"

"Yes, when I grow up, I will definitely be a wise and martial man like Ma Fujun."

"Zhao Guo is going to have another sage!"

The little guy was in the arms of the servant girl, and when he saw so many living people, he was not afraid at all, and his eyes widened, and he looked at them and blinked.

Just when the whole Zhao Kingdom woke up from the dead silence, there was a song that spread everywhere, many children were jumping and playing in the countryside, but their mouths were singing, the old people sat not far away, laughing and chatting, occasionally hearing children's songs, complaining a few times, just smiling and listening, only to hear the children singing:

"The water in the river is bubbling and flowing, and the smooth rocks are washed and stirred. The soldiers, dressed in white and with red collars, were ready to follow him from Quwo to the battlefield. We have met the Lord of Valor, what is there not to be happy about? ”

"The water in the river is bubbling and flowing, and the smooth rocks are white and shining. The soldiers, dressed in white and with red sleeves, were ready to follow him from Huyi to the territory. We've met the Warrior Lord, so what else is there to worry about? ”

"The water in the river is bubbling and the rocks below the water reflect the sparkling waves. I just got the order to start an incident, and I don't dare to tell people to spread it easily! ”

The faces of the old people changed greatly, and several old people hurriedly stood up and shouted at the children: "Shut up! Stop singing! This Yang Zhishui tells a story, when the Marquis of Jin Zhao named his uncle to become a teacher in Quwo, called Uncle Huan. Uncle Huan is good at virtue, is a famous sage, very popular with the people, the people are attached to him, in the future, Uncle Huan got into trouble, Jin Chen Pan's father killed the Marquis of Jin Zhao, to welcome Uncle Huan as the king.

And this Shou Yang Zhishui is saying that Uncle Huan's army is ready to go and prepare to follow the scene of killing from Uncle Huan to the capital.

In Handan City, King Zhao, who was dressed in aristocratic costumes, led several of his ministers, walking happily on the streets, since the war in Wu'an City spread to the royal city, King Zhao smiled from ear to ear, Zhao defeated the powerful Qin State, and the widowed Ma Fujun defeated the Wu Anjun of the Qin King, thinking of this, King Zhao was excited to pull his ministers, and told them over and over again how he tried to overcome public opinion, so that Ma Fujun went to the battlefield.

Ma Fujun was almost on the lips of King Zhao.

No matter who he sees, he has to mention the extraordinaryness of Ma Fujun, and the reward given to Ma Fujun, he is also set, he was going to give Boyang, Pingyang, Anyang, and Zhongmu to Ma Fujun as a fief, Yu Qing's face turned white, and he hurriedly pulled King Zhao: Don't, you seal it like this, this Handan County is going to become Mafu County, Mafujun is still so young, you give him such a reward now, and when he makes meritorious contributions in the future, how do you want to seal it? ? ?

The ministers in the palace were desperately dissuaded, and King Zhao had no choice, so he let Yu Qing take charge of this matter.

King Zhao has not dared to walk out of the palace for a long time, when he just ascended the throne, he once made an oath to revitalize the Zhao State, to use those world-famous talents, so that the countries dare not underestimate the Zhao State, these years, the reality has always been beating his ideals, he dare not leave the palace, he saw the empty Handan, he will be afraid, all the time there is an echo, reminding him: Dan, this is all your fault.

Now, he finally dared to walk out of the palace.

Seeing those merchants on the road, King Zhao felt very cordial, and even bought some things from them that he didn't need at all, and Zhao Hui followed him, he needed to record the words and deeds of the king, and many of those secret conversations between monarchs and ministers could be passed on to future generations, because of people like him. King Zhao looked very happy, looking at Handan who came to life and smirked.

Occasionally, he would stop to talk to the passers-by and talk to the returning soldiers about the war.

The soldiers with a fanatical look, telling about Ma Fujun's great martial arts, Zhao Hui squinted, looking at King Zhao, Zhao Wang heard these words, not angry but happy, and even rewarded, Zhao Hui sighed secretly, continued to follow him, King Zhao wandered all day, was about to go back, suddenly, from the mouth of a few children in the distance heard the familiar poetry, Yang Zhishui.

King Zhao was stunned for a moment, listened for a moment, the smile on his face gradually disappeared, and suddenly fell silent. I love Chinese.com

Zhao Hui stepped forward and said with some confusion: "I don't know why, after those soldiers returned, there were people all over Zhao Country who sang Yangzhishui. King Zhao didn't say anything, and hurriedly walked towards the palace, his ears were still piercing Yangzhishui, Zhao Hui lowered his head, smiled, and hurriedly followed. When King Zhao returned to the palace, he suddenly said that he was sick, and he did not entertain his ministers anymore, and stayed in the palace alone all day.

"Yu Xiang, please go back... The lord is sick and can't see you. The warrior was a little embarrassed and blocked Yu Qing in front of him.

Yu Qing looked haggard, and did not have the demeanor of the past, these days, the logistics of the army of Zhao State, Yu Qing was handled by Yu Qing alone, collecting food, distributing seeds, and sowing seeds in the spring sacrifice, this personable pretense has hardly slept for a day, even now, he has to record the soldiers who have returned from all over the country, reward them, and let them devote themselves to cultivation in the fastest time, distribute ploughing cattle, and distribute the cultivated land of the deceased, Yu Qing has no free time.

If there was no Yu Qing in the country, it would be impossible for Zhao Kuo to fight Bai Qi with peace of mind.

He was also the only minister in the palace.

But he is also the most excluded and the least favored minister by King Zhao.

He looked at the samurai in front of him and said, "Please tell your lord, I can cure him." The samurai walked into the palace again, and after a long time, the samurai came out and said, "Please come in." When he walked into the palace, King Zhao was sitting on the top seat, frowning, staring decadently ahead, his eyes full of worry.

This look is somewhat similar to Zhao Kuo, who is worried about the country and the people.

"Shangjun...", Yu Qing leaned over and bowed, and King Zhao raised his head and looked at him.

"I heard that the lord is sick, and I came to heal him."

"Oh? Do you know about the diseases of widows? ”

"You know, the illness of the king is the water of Yang." , Yu Qing said seriously, King Zhao looked a little surprised, Yu Qing smiled, and said, "I'm here to congratulate Shangjun." King Zhao was a little annoyed and asked, "Why do you congratulate?" ”

"At the beginning, Yan took Le Yi as his general and destroyed the Qi country, and the Qi people were afraid of him, so they released rumors and replaced them with robbery. Now, Ma Fujun has defeated the Qin State, and the Qin people are afraid of him, so they are spreading rumors in Zhao and want to separate you and Ma Fujun. It can be seen that the Qin people are afraid of Ma Fujun just like the Qi people were afraid of Le Yi in the past, isn't it a thing worth celebrating, Shangjun, you have such a virtuous person to assist? ”

When King Zhao heard this, he thought for a moment before he smiled and said, "What you said is very right... It's just..."

"Ma Fujun is the most benevolent and righteous person in Zhao State, if Shangjun can't even trust him, who else can he trust?"

"Yu Qing, Uncle Huan back then, was also a benevolent and upright person at that time."

Yu Qing sighed, and then said: "But Ma Fujun is not a clan, and no one will think of supporting him, the soldiers and the people follow him because of his benevolence and integrity, if he does something unbenevolent and unjust, the people will also abandon him, if you still can't trust him, when he returns to China, you can ask him for the tiger talisman, if he doesn't hesitate at all, and directly hand it in, it means that he is worthy of your trust." ”

King Zhao looked at Yu Qing with some hesitation and said, "He broke the enemy for the widow, but when the widow greeted him, he asked for the tiger talisman, which is not suitable." ”

Yu Qing smiled bitterly and said, "Then it's up to me." ”

King Zhao laughed at this time, and invited Yu Qing to stay very happily, he wanted to entertain Yu Qing, Yu Qing immediately refused, he still had a lot of things to do, how could he have time to participate in the banquet? King Zhao reluctantly sent him out of the palace, and the worries in his heart seemed to have dissipated, as if it were so.

At the same time, within the Wei State, the water of Yang also sounded again.

Yang Zhishui belongs to the Tang Dynasty, and there is nothing wrong with the Tang Dynasty praising the Tang Dynasty in the Sanjin region, after all, the Jin Kingdom is the Tang Kingdom, but at this moment, the water of Yang is suddenly preached, which is enough to make the King of Wei tremble, especially when Duan Ganzi reported the news for him, the eyes of the King of Wei almost erupted with fire. In the palace, Duan Ganzi was still talking about the situation in the city, and he said: "The people from all over the country don't go to work, and look at the direction of Hanoi and sing the water. ”

"There are soldiers stationed in the beams, and they are buying a large number of plain cloths.."

He was talking, suddenly a person flashed out, the person who came was Long Yangjun, Long Yangjun was wearing wide clothes, when he walked quickly, his sleeves waved, like a phoenix, heroic, King Wei looked at him directly, out of his mind, Duan Ganzi stood up, was about to salute, suddenly, Long Yangjun took out a short sword from his sleeve and rushed towards Duan Ganzi, Duan Ganzi was frightened and motionless, looking at Long Yangjun's short sword in fear.

"Bang~~", but it was King Wei who drew his sword in time and blocked in front of Duan Ganzi.

King Wei looked at Long Yangjun in front of him angrily, the swords of the two collided together, Long Yangjun stared at King Wei, suddenly, he painfully dropped the short sword in his hand, a few tears crossed his face, he said: "Shangjun, this is Fan Ju's discordant plan, Duan Ganzi is a despicable villain, he has been bought by the Qin people... Please don't trust him, Jin contempt died in battle, if he is forced to die again, the Wei State will be destroyed..."

Seeing Long Yangjun's tears, King Wei suddenly panicked, he hurriedly put down the sword in his hand, walked to Long Yangjun's side, and hurriedly persuaded: "The widow doesn't want to kill Wuji, you are too worried, as for Duan Ganzi, his ancestors have a great contribution to the Wei State, even if he is at fault, he should not be killed... Please don't be sad anymore, widows will not be embarrassed... When he returns, the widow himself will give him a feast..."

Duan Ganzi was so frightened that he sat down on the ground, looking at the two monarchs and ministers who hugged each other, Duan Ganzi crawled out of the palace.

He took a deep breath before he raised his head.

Long Yangjun's most powerful weapon is not his sword, but his tears.

Yang water, white stone chisel, plain clothes and Zhu Xiang, from the son of Yu Wo. When you see a gentleman, why not be happy?

Yang Zhishui, Baishi Haohao, plain clothes and Zhu embroidery, from the son of the hoof. Seeing the gentleman, how worried is the cloud?

The water of Yang, the white stone is sparkling, I smell my fate, and I dare not tell anyone.

Yang Zhishui continued to resound in the land of Zhao and Wei, except for Fan Ju, no one would have thought that a simple poem could cause a huge change.

Seeing a gentleman, how suspicious is the cloud?

How suspicious is the cloud?