Chapter 313: Shocking news
When Yan Shifan saw Yan Mengyun like this, he suddenly regretted what he had just said, and at this time, his father couldn't stop glaring at him, so that he was not a person inside and out, so he had to be silent on the side. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Mengyun, actually...", Yan Song couldn't say it at this time, in fact, your brother was joking with you just now, what he said was a lie, and even if he said so, Yan Mengyun didn't believe it.
"Okay, Daddy, you don't have to persuade me..."Yan Mengyun covered her face with her hands, just kept crying, "Daddy, I'm so messy, I... What the hell am I supposed to do..."
"Okay, don't be sad, come home, and there will be nothing to do when you go home, huh?" , Although Yan Song is ruthless to outsiders, he treats his family in a different way, he has never abandoned his wife, and he is also affectionate to his children, although this Yan Mengyun is not his own.
"Home? I... I don't have a home now, my father-in-law is dead... Woo..."
Yan Song and Yan Shifan heard Yan Mengyun say this, they both looked at each other tacitly, and then turned their heads away with concern, after all, to a certain extent, Peng Yue's death did have a great relationship with the two, and the two of them had indeed been looking forward to Peng Yue being able to die in the northwest.
Just as the embarrassment in the room gradually spread, the housekeeper in the house entered and broke the silence, "Master, this is an urgent express sent by someone..."
"What about people?"
"It's gone, and the person who came just said... It's news from the northwest..."
"Give it to me...", Yan Shifan saw that Yan Song's mood was not high, and he also ignored the housekeeper, so he took the letter by himself, and waved his hand at the housekeeper, "You go down first..."
"Dad, take a look first, since it's an urgent express from the northwest, there must be major news..."
Yan Song turned his head to look at the letter in Yan Shifan's hand, and then at Yan Mengyun, who was still sobbing there, and couldn't help sighing, "Okay, I won't read it, you can read it to me..."
"Well, okay...", Yan Shifan said as he opened the letter and prepared to read it to his father. But when he saw the few words in the letter, he was speechless in astonishment.
"What's wrong?" , Yan Song saw Yan Shifan staring at him with big eyes, but he didn't speak, and couldn't help frowning, "Hurry up and read!" ”
"Dad, Peng Yue... Not dead! Yan Shifan looked at Yan Mengyun, who was sitting on the ground crying, and even his hand holding the letter paper trembled a little, "He was rescued and is now recuperating in Datong!" ”
"What?" , Yan Song and Yan Mengyun were both taken aback, and then looked at Yan Shifan together.
"Brother, are you telling the truth?" , Yan Mengyun forgot to wipe her tears, and stood up from the ground all of a sudden, "Brother, my father-in-law is not dead, is he?" ”
Seeing Yan Mengyun's excited look, Yan Shifan couldn't help but glance at her, didn't speak, but handed the letter to Yan Song, "Dad, take a look for yourself..."
But before Yan Song took the letter, Yan Mengyun on the side snatched it over, and when she read the two sentences on the letterhead back and forth twice, she finally determined the fact that Peng Yue was not dead, and couldn't help crying with joy.
"Thank you Daddy, thank you brother!" , Yan Mengyun solemnly put the letter paper in his father's hand, with a crying and laughing expression.
At this time, knowing that Peng Yue was not dead, the psychological gap of great sorrow and joy made her a little difficult to accept, but she felt that since Peng Yue was alive, it was God's greatest gift and mercy.
"I'm going home to pick up my father-in-law, Daddy, brother, I'll go first!" Yan Mengyun said that, and ran out of the house without looking back.
"Alas, the female university is not staying...", Yan Song shook his head and sighed, and the letter paper was also thrown to the ground with the wind.
Yan Mengyun returned home happily and was ready to pick up the prime minister, but it was still unknown when Peng Yue would be able to come back, because Peng Yue, who was in Datong at this time, still looked half-dead.
It is said that with Qiu Qingge's efforts that day, the two were finally discovered by reinforcements, and they picked up two lives quite unsmoothly.
It is also strange to say that in the direction of their escape, it is unlikely that they will meet the reinforcements who came to help, but there is an accident on the side of the reinforcements.
They had originally gone all the way to the north, preparing to reach Lan County, but the Tartar soldiers seemed to know their purpose, so they desperately blocked and took the lead in besieging Lan County.
The reinforcements were forced to be tight, and in desperation, they had to change direction and detour on the path, because Li Dequan gave them an order that Peng Yue must be rescued smoothly, and he couldn't even return without seeing anyone, right?
God is pitiful, they trekked all the way, their own people did not see, but they saw a lot of scattered Tartar soldiers, this way and fought and fled, it can be described as difficult and dangerous, but I didn't expect that in the end, they were not able to successfully lift the siege of Lanxian, because Lanxian had broken the city.
Fortunately, they finally rescued Peng Yue, although they sacrificed a lot of people along the way, but they finally completed the task, although in addition to Peng Yue and Qiu Qingge, they only rescued a few scattered Ming soldiers who met halfway.
However, the way back was also very difficult, although the road was some remote and rugged paths, but still encountered a lot of Tartar soldiers. By the time they had fled the Loop, their numbers had been halved from when they set out.
But this is also a return to his own turf, temporarily out of danger. Because Peng Yue's injuries were too serious and his life was in danger at any time, they didn't dare to rush anymore, so they had to stay for a while to heal Peng Yue's injuries.
During this period, Peng Yue woke up several times, and insisted on rushing back to Datong, saying that he wanted to meet Zeng Miao, and he played together to intercede for Qiu Luan. Qiu Qingge, who was taking care of him on the side, was moved to see that Peng Yue was still thinking about his own affairs in this situation. But some of the generals who were observing the injuries on the side, after hearing Peng Yue's words, looked at each other and couldn't help shaking their heads.
Qiu Qingge was also a little annoyed when he saw their attitude, and when they had always been prejudiced against their father, they felt a little uncomfortable when they heard Peng Yue say that he wanted to intercede for his father. But at this time, she can't care about this, as long as Peng Yue still cares about herself, it will be enough.
When Peng Yue stayed here, he recuperated for a few days, the fever subsided, and the wound did not suppurate, seeing that there was no danger to his life, under Peng Yue's repeated requests, they rushed to Datong again.
Poor Peng Yue was indeed sick and confused, and he didn't expect that the central people would repair a book and hand it over to Zeng Milling first. But everyone couldn't explain the situation to him, because they knew that there was no way to write a letter to Zeng Mo now, so everyone naturally didn't speak, but Ren Pengyue was talking to himself in a daze.
In addition, Peng Yue is such a court official, although he is out of danger of his life, but if he stays here, he has three longs and two shorts, I heard that he is the son-in-law of Yan Song, the first assistant of the cabinet, although he usually has to rush to tie up, but according to the current situation, not only can he not stammer, but he may also take responsibility, so they are also looking forward to being able to send away Peng Yue, the "plague god", as soon as possible.
Peng Yue is now rushing to Datong with a sense of incomprehension and expectation, but if he knew in advance what would happen to him when he arrived in Datong, then he would rather never rush back... (To be continued.) )