Chapter 22: Rain and Snow (3)
In the winter in the south of the Yangtze River, the humidity is diffused and wrapped in cold wind, which is pervasive, making people soak in cold, the fox fur is not warm, and the brocade is difficult to wrap. Da Qiao slept for a long time, but he slept very unsteadily, only feeling hot and cold, and disturbed by nightmares, until the fetus in the womb moved, and finally woke up.
Xiao Qiao came at some point, and built a small stove at the end of the couch, and a small pot of chicken soup was simmering on the stove. Seeing Da Qiao wake up, Xiao Qiao hurriedly stepped forward to help: "Sister is awake?" Let's sleep all day and eat something. ”
Da Qiao slowly got up with his waist and sighed: "I should take care of you as a sister, but now I want you to take care of me." ”
Xiao Qiao held the fresh chicken soup and smiled, well-behaved and warm: "Sister, where is this, my sister is my dearest person, we should take care of each other and never be separated." ”
Da Qiao took the soup bowl, and a light smile appeared on his pale and weak face: "You ghost elf, pick what your sister likes to hear." But where did this chicken soup come from? I remember there wasn't a supply in the camp, so you wouldn't really sneak out to hunt pheasants, would you? ”
"My sister won't let me go out, so how dare I catch pheasants? It happened that Mrs. Zhou sent a few chickens to Zhou Lang, and also divided a few with me, so I thought that I just stewed my sister to replenish my body, so I asked Amon to help me slaughter them. That's right", Xiao Qiao took out a willow token from his arms and engraved the word "Zhou" in Lishu, "Sister, look, I just got this, we can get out of the camp and go back to Wancheng, and no one will stop us." ”
With the matter settled, the clear soup in the mouth is not so tasteless, Da Qiao sipped the soup lightly and asked, "This waist card was given to you by Gongzi Zhou?" Wan'er didn't tell me about my pregnancy, did you? ”
"Sister, don't mention it, Zhou Lang didn't allow me to go out of the camp, and it happened that the news came from Juchao, saying that his first wife's tomb had been dug up, and I took the waist card on his desk while he was in a hurry to go out."
"The tomb of the first lady of Zhou Gongzi was dug up?" Da Qiao couldn't help but be dumbfounded, and didn't come back to his senses for a long time, "How could anyone do such a thing that hurts yin morality?" However, now digging the tomb of the first wife of Zhou Gongzi at this juncture must not be for stealing, but someone deliberately wants to divert the tiger from the mountain. What is Zhou Gongzi's plan? Don't fall for it. ”
"Zhou Lang is like his first wife, and his sister doesn't know. Before Amon could finish his report, he ran out, and heard that he had gone to find Master Zhang Zhao and was going to return to the nest soon...... Where can it be cared if it is a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain? Da Qiao saw that Xiao Qiao's eyes were full of loss, his face was sour, and he comforted: "In this world, there are too few men who can be so dedicated to their deceased wives." Even a talented woman like Zhuo Wenjun can't escape a 'Wen Jun has two intentions, so he decides to break with each other', how many men are cold and thin by nature, and a character like Zhou Gongzi is so dedicated, which is even more commendable...... Wan'er, I see that Zhou Gongzi and Zhang Gongzi talked about your marriage that day, a little true and a little false, it doesn't seem like they don't care about you at all, not to mention that Mrs. Zhou likes you so much, Zhou Gongzi is filial, and he will definitely not want to go against the old man's mind. You are still young now, I am afraid that he will still treat you as a child, but people's hearts are flesh and blood, and if Wan'er treats him well, he must understand in his heart. ”
Da Qiao is pregnant, but she is so thin that she seems to be blown down by the wind, and her white and tender little face in the past is like a green jade at this time, so bright that it makes people feel pitiful, how can Xiao Qiao bear to let her sister work hard for herself, and said with a smile: "What my sister said is that Wan'er wrote it down." I have inquired clearly, and those who buy in the army go out of the camp on the first and fifteenth days of each month to go to the city to buy some necessities. The day after tomorrow will be fifteen, and we will be able to go out of the camp with the waist card and mix in the purchasing team. Wait to avoid everyone's eyes, we will go to the post station in the south of Qu'a City to buy a horse, and then buy a carriage, and then we can set off back to Wancheng smoothly, all the way will take more than ten or twenty days, I have prepared the money, sister just rest assured. ”
The child in the womb had fetal movements again, and Da Qiao stroked his lower abdomen and said to Xiao Qiao: "Oh, seeing that your aunt is planning so well, this child has moved a few times." ”
When Xiao Qiao heard this, he carefully put his hand on Da Qiao's lower abdomen, which seemed to be very thin, and his lower abdomen was already high and bulging, Xiao Qiao felt the magic of life and said in surprise: "My little nephew is really moving!" ”
When he captured Lujiang County in the spring of this year, Yuan Shu did not appoint Sun Ce as the Taishou as agreed, and also delayed the marriage between Da Qiao and Sun Ce. Now that the peak is turning, Sun Ce not only won Danyang and Wu Jun, but also had a child with Da Qiao, which is really gratifying. Xiao Qiao looked at the faint sweet smile on Da Qiao's little face, and secretly swore that even if he fought for his life, he must protect Da Qiao and her little nephew.
Sun Ce only crusaded against Huiji on the front foot, and someone dug up the tomb of Zhou Yu's first wife on the back foot, Zhou Yu understood that this was a plan to divert the tiger from the mountain, and wanted to use such a means to force him away.
When he first heard the news, Zhou Yu couldn't help but be angry, he has acted upright over the years, and he has rarely had hatred, and he doesn't know who hates him to the bone. What's more, no matter how grudges there are, they should not be involved in others, let alone a kind and gentle woman like his first wife.
Her voice and smile appeared from the bottom of his heart for no reason, and Zhou Yu's handsome face was full of sadness. She never spoke harshly to others, and even though she was already very weak, she insisted on going to the monastery to give alms to the poor. She was born like her, blessed and fatal, and was infected with the epidemic at the age of sixteen, and died, leaving Zhou Yu with the regrets of his life.
Even now, there are people who disturb her peace. Zhou Yu didn't want his deceased wife to be wronged in vain, even though he knew that it was designed by someone, he still decided to hurry back to the nest and bury his beloved wife and parents back to the ancestral grave in Shucheng.
Now that it has been decided, Zhou Yu came to find Zhang Zhao, after all, Sun Ce is not there, and only the two of them are in charge. In the military tent, the two sat opposite each other, Zhang Zhao listened to Zhou Yu's narration, and was also filled with righteous indignation, but he was more worried that Zhou Yu was designed by a traitor and was ambushed.
Zhou Yu avoided the table and bowed: "Gong Jin thank Brother Zibu for his concern, but Gong Jin is more worried about Brother Zibu than on the way back to the nest." ”
Zhang Zhao put down the teacup and wondered: "What does Brother Gongjin mean by this?" ”
"Brother Zibu, think about it, Zhou left here, no soldiers, no power, even if he killed me, Bo Fu wouldn't fight Huiji? But if I leave, there will be no one to decide on the military affairs, and the traitors will have an opportunity. ”
Zhang Zhao lowered his head and thought for a moment, and then asked: "If this is the case, what should we do about it?" ”
No matter what kind of force it is, since he moved the tomb of his late wife and wants to take the opportunity to make trouble, Zhou Yu does not plan to tolerate it any longer, he lowered his voice and said to Zhang Zhao: "Brother Zibu, don't worry, we just need to ......"