Chapter 107: Three Days of Sorrow

When the news reached the capital, the emperor was drinking tea with the noble concubine Niangniang and eating exquisite bean curd cake.

When he heard the news, his hand shook and he knocked over the cup of tea.

"Your Majesty!" The concubine looked at the emperor worriedly.

The emperor pursed his lips, said nothing, shook his head and sighed, and walked towards the study alone.

At the same time, all the evidence of the events of that year had already been sent to the emperor.

The emperor paused, propped one hand on the table, looked at the paper in his hand, his eyes froze, and he tore the paper apart.

"Why didn't he give me this evidence sooner?" The guards kneeling on the ground trembled.

"The prince said that since His Majesty wants him to die, he will do what His Majesty wishes, and he said that His Majesty does not believe in the evidence, but he does not believe him."

The emperor smiled bitterly, "Okay, you Ji Zexiu, it seems that I have disappointed you." ”

"The order went down, and the regent stationed on the frontier had meritorious service, and he was crowned General Yongle.

According to the royal etiquette, it was incorporated into the imperial mausoleum and sung from generation to generation. ”

I heard that Ji Zexiu died a miserable death.

Even his head was cut off by the rebels and hung at the gate of the city.

Then in the middle of the night, he was bitten by a wild wolf.

He didn't even have a complete body.

The emperor erected a mound for him, and the whole country mourned together for three days.

The people of the whole city wore white filial piety clothes and mourned.

Boom... The plate in Qiu Weiwan's hand was not held.

"Miss!" Zhuan Zhu looked at Qiu Weiwan worriedly.

Qiu Weiwan stabilized his mind and forcibly pulled out a smile, "It's okay, it's okay." ”

"Lord Wang... He..."Zhuzhu opened his mouth, but the next second he was blocked by Qiu Weiwan's fingers.

"Don't mention him."

Autumn is not late, and the eye sockets are slightly red.

The news of Mocheng spread very slowly, and on the eighth day of Ji Zexiu's defeat, they learned that Ji Zexiu was gone.

She never thought that such a powerful person would suddenly disappear from her life.

It's been three years, it's been three years.

She thought he would soon forget about him and erase her from his life.

But the more you try to forget, the more you can't forget.

"Huanzhu, prepare filial piety clothes for me."

This time, let's just end the relationship between the two husband and wife.

"Yes, Miss..."Zhuan Zhu looked at Qiu Weiyi, and her heart suddenly understood.

Miss, she still can't let go of the prince.

The moonlight is long, and in the blink of an eye, seven days have passed.

The next day, a cold jade pendant slipped out of the sleeve of the autumn night.

This is what Ji Zexiu gave him back then, she never thought that she would take away all the jewelry, but she kept this jade pendant.

"Mother, what is it?" The eldest son held the rock sugar gourd given by Aunt Wang next door, and looked curiously at the jade pendant in Qiu Weiwan's hand.

The second son on the side also came over, "Can you eat this?" Qiu Weiwan smiled kindly and rubbed the heads of his two sons.

"You know how to eat all day long.

It's as inedible as a stone. ”

The two children looked at each other and nodded ignorantly.

"So what can this thing do? Who gave it to the mother? "A child who is more than three years old, but he is beyond ordinary people's intelligence, and his facial features also have the advantages of Ji Zexiu and Qiu Weiwan.

Since childhood, he has been loved by the villagers in this neighborhood.

When I saw them in the autumn, I could always think of Ji Zexiu's appearance.

"Mother, when are you going to take us to find Dad?" The second son pouted, staring longingly at Qiu Weiyi.

"Yes, mother, can you tell us a little more about my father? We really want to know. ”

Once sent the two to study in a private school, the child was still young and liked to compare, so he came to compare the parents at home.

At this time, the two children knew that they had no father.

When I went home, I cried at Qiu Weiwan, and Qiu Weiwan had no choice but to tell the two of them about part of Ji Zexiu's incident.

"Your dad is gone."

Qiu Weiwan looked at the longing eyes of the two, and his heart couldn't help but become sour.

"So where did Daddy go? Shall we go to him? Qiu Weiwan forced a smile, "Your father went to a very beautiful place, there is no war, no conspiracy.

You don't have to worry. ”

They heard their father leave.

The little face was full of loss, "Okay then! We're actually... I really want to see my dad. ”

Autumn was not too late to help it after all, and a tear slipped down from the corner of his eye.

"Mother, what's wrong with you? Why are you crying? The little man lifted his toes and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with the same small hands.

"It's okay, it's okay, my mother ate something spicy this morning and got smoked in the eyes, you guys go play while you go."

The two children's small brows furrowed, "Okay then! If my mother is wronged, you must tell our brothers, and we will help my mother get angry. ”

Qiu Weiwan smiled with relief, "Having the two of you as sons is the greatest blessing in my life." ”

Qiu Weiwan wiped the tears off his eyes and put the jade pendant back in the dresser under the table.

Then he lifted his feet and went out the door.

A few years ago, she told Xia Wanqing about her whereabouts, and Xia Wanqing was worried that if she came blindly to look for Qiu, her whereabouts might be exposed.

I endured it and didn't come.

Now that Ji Zexiu has died, she no longer cares so much, and immediately rented a carriage to the town where it was not too late in autumn.

"Mother, it's hard to travel."

Qiu Weiwan took over Xia Wanqing's burden, his face full of guilt.

"It's okay, as long as my mother sees you, my mother will be happy."

As soon as she got out of the car, Xia Wanqing's eyes were attracted by the two children who were playing next to her.

"The child is already so old, it's really hard for you."

Qiu Weiwan shook his head, "It's not hard, it's not hard at all, looking at them, my day's fatigue seems to have disappeared suddenly." ”

How can two girls with two and a half children not work hard? Xia Wanqing's heart was sour, but she didn't say much.

"Where's Huanzhu?" Qiu Weiwan helped Xia Wanqing to the hall, and after a simple lunch, Xia Wanqing asked.

Qiu Weiwan covered her mouth and chuckled, "Zhuan Zhu is a big girl, and she should have her own life." ”

Xia Wanqing suddenly understood, "Not bad."

She is a good girl, and she should find a son from a kind family. ”

"I know the family, and they're pretty good."

Xia Wanqing nodded, and then looked at Qiu Weiwan, "What about you?" Do you have any plans? Could it be that you are still a widow for him for the rest of your life? Qiu Weiwan sighed, "I want to raise my two children with peace of mind in my life, and I don't think much about the rest." ”

Xia Wanqing saw that she was so determined, and it was not easy to persuade her at the moment, "Okay, let's do it first, when the child is a little older, my mother is helping you see if there is a suitable family nearby." ”

Qiu Weiwan just wanted to refuse, but the rest of the words were blocked by Xia Wanqing's eyes.

More than half a month has passed in the peaceful and ordinary days.

On this day, Aunt Wang knocked on the door of her house again.

Looking at Aunt Wang's signature smiling face, Qiu Weiwan hurriedly waved her hand and refused, "Aunt Wang, I said that I don't go on a blind date." ”

Aunt Wang affectionately held Qiu Weiwan's hand, "I know what you think in your heart, and Auntie doesn't force you, but this time's son is different from those men in the previous few times." ”

Because of the special situation of Qiu Weiwan, the people who generally want to marry Qiu Weiwan are some old bachelors, or people who are disabled or have a dead wife.

But who is it before autumn? She was once a genius girl in the Prime Minister's Mansion.

How can you take a fancy to these crooked melons and cracked dates.

"This time this son is the best, although he has a little disability, but it doesn't affect it at all."

While talking, Aunt Wang pulled Qiu Weiwan out of the door.

Qiu Weiwan's face cooled when he heard this, "Aunt Wang, don't hurt the harmony between our neighbors." ”

Aunt Wang smiled, "Aunt Qiuniang, it's really good for you." ”

Qiu Weiwan couldn't listen to this official polite words, and then pulled out his hand and prepared to go back.

Unexpectedly, before he took a step, a figure rushing out from the side stood in front of him.

Qiu Weiwan didn't stop his feet, and then slammed straight into the man's chest.

The familiar scent of delicate ink lingers on the tip of the nose.

"I'm sorry, but this young lady didn't mean to get in the way."

The familiar voice is different from the polite expression.

"Ji Zexiu!" Qiu Weiwan covered his mouth and exclaimed, and couldn't help but take a few steps back.