Chapter 113: I will marry him and be his surviving person
"County Lord, you can't do this, if the general sees you like this, he should be so sad!"
Shen Qingwu sat in front of this empty valley, facing the heaven and earth, and couldn't help but smile, laughing so desolately, just as her words fell, the gray-faced Wang An appeared beside him, his clothes were disheveled, and he was holding a simple cane made of wooden sticks in his hand, and his ten fingers were full of wounds cut by sharp stones, and his appearance was also haggard.
When the accident happened, he was sent by Gu Jingfeng to distribute rice and grain to the people, and when an explosion hit the city, he only felt a shaking under his feet, and since then, he knew that his general had lit the gunpowder.
He followed the people sent by Song Zhi to search here for a long time, except for the pieces of meat that were blown up, all kinds of stumps, he found nothing, he didn't even know, which of his generals were here, from dark to dawn, he even turned to the other end of the col to look for it, but it was only a slim one.
Walking on the rugged rocks, he even cut his leg, and finally returned in vain, but saw Shen Qingwu who seemed to be enchanted and stupid here.
Shen Qingwu grinned at the corners of his mouth, smiling, more miserable than crying, and only said to Wang An, "Your general is the most out of tune, he is sad, he is sad, why is he willing to leave me here alone, no matter what, he is a liar!" A big liar! ”
"You see, he disappeared here, you say, how do I find him now, where do I find him, you say let me not do this, then what should I do? Should I sit here and sing about wine, or should I find another gentleman here to make love? Heh......"
"Maybe I should find a Lang Jun to make love, maybe your general heard that he was cuckolded, and he can cheat the corpse or turn into a ghost to come back to see me." Pointing to the piles of stones, Shen Qingwu sneered, muttering to himself and imagining, he really hoped that Gu Jingfeng would be able to climb out of the piles of rocks and gravel now, walk like a hero of the world, and see a miracle for himself.
The sound of the horse's hooves echoing "tap and tap" resounded throughout the valley, and Song Zhi drove the horses under him to the empty cliff, and finally breathed a sigh of relief after seeing Shen Qingwu sitting on the ground and Wang An on the side.
Flying down from the horse's back, Song Zhi untied the cloak that he had put on his body to protect against the cold when he went out, and wrapped it around Shen Qingwu's body, there was still a trace of warmth in the cloak, which made Shen Qingwu, who was already shivering from the cold between the cols, shiver unconsciously.
"Trampling on your own body and ignoring the child in your womb, the county lord seems to be too willful, if General Gu always spoiled you in the past, then this time, you should restrain your temper for the child in your womb!" With a tense face, Song Zhi's eyes were dark, and he couldn't see the slightest emotion, and when he looked at Shen Qingwu making himself so pitiful, he only spoke coldly.
"Practice is also practice myself, it's your turn to be in charge of General Song, you have the kung fu to play tricks with me, you might as well turn over this mountain and find out the bones of my man, he has kept the safety of so many of you with the strength of one person, you should now be on the side of Amitabha's prayer!" He staggered up from the ground, stroking his sore legs and glaring at Song Zhi angrily, retorting sharply.
"The moment I wore this armor, I never thought that one day I would retreat with my whole body, the horse leather shroud, the end of the broken corpse I have long been prepared, even if General Gu doesn't light those gunpowder that day, I will light it, I don't need to pray, let alone pray, the county lord doesn't need to look at me with such hatred, in my opinion, General Gu just did what he had to do."
Regarding Shen Qingwu's current anger, Song Zhi's attitude can only be said to be calm and abnormal, Shen Qingwu's anger is very pale and powerless in the face of Song Zhi's abnormal calmness.
"The county lord, please get in the car, after a while, my people will personally escort the county lord back to Beijing, and after returning to Beijing, the county lord will also get the best care, I hope the county lord will cherish himself in the future, and stop doing meaningless stupid things and harming others and himself!" Seeing that Shen Qingwu had never spoken, Song Zhi only bowed down to her, pointing to the carriage that Su Xin and Su Ge were riding not far away, and spoke to Shen Qingwu detachedly.
"Then I wish General Song that there will never be a day when there will be a horse leather shroud and a broken corpse!" After Su Ge and Su Xin saw Shen Qingwu's figure from the carriage, they rushed down towards Shen Qingwu, Su Ge's face was even full of anxious tears, Shen Qingwu looked at Song Zhifu's lower figure, took off the cloak on his body, threw it in his arms, and walked in the direction of the carriage.
Stubborn and strong, with a straight figure with stubbornness and coldness, such a woman is something that Song Zhi has never encountered!
The carriage took Shen Qingwu back to the mansion again at a gentle speed, this time, the guards outside the mansion moved all the items that had already been packed up on the carriage, and thirty guards personally escorted Shen Qingwu back to Beijing, and Shen Qingwu was equipped with a doctor to accompany him all the way to prevent Shen Qingwu from feeling uncomfortable on the road.
The carriage was driving at the slowest speed, compared to the five or six days of footsteps, this time it went straight for more than ten days before returning to the capital, these more than ten days, Shen Qingwu only used clear porridge every day, with this mouthful of ginseng soup to hang the air, Su Ge and Su Xin saw in their eyes, hurt in their hearts, looked at Shen Qingwu, who was getting thinner and thinner, they were worried that she would go on like this, I don't know which day, whether she would fall, now she is like a walking corpse, only an empty shelf remains.
Until the moment when the carriage arrived outside the Chaoyang Gate, when Su Ge lifted the curtain and saw Mrs. Shen waiting at the city gate, she seemed to see a savior, and said "Madam......"
Now, everyone in the capital knows that General Gu died in the line of duty, and the day the news came back, the city was full of wind and rain, as if it had exploded, and when she heard about Gu Jingfeng's death, Mrs. Shen's heart was greatly shaken.
On the carriage, Shen Qingwu, who was supported by Su Ge and Su Xin left and right, is now as thin as a paper man, and in his arms, he is still a soft pillow.
"Child, what are you doing, are you going to break your heart for your mother's and break your liver and intestines! Yes! Mrs. Shen touched Shen Qingwu's face with sunken cheeks and protruding forehead bones, and her old tears were full of distress.
"Son, you can't be like this, look at your mother, look at your mother." Seeing Shen Qingwu's eyes glazed and unresponsive, Mrs. Shen only hugged Shen Qingwu tightly in her arms, crying silently and wanting to wake Shen Qingwu up.
"Madam, go home, Miss has been like this for more than ten days, she opens her mouth when she gives food, and if she doesn't give food, she doesn't speak, as if she has lost her soul, no matter how you shout or call her, she won't pay attention to you, she is indifferent, except for the pillow in her hand can't move, the rest is thunder in her ears, she is unconscious." Faced with Shen Qingwu's indifference to herself, Mrs. Shen frowned, and hugged Shen Qingwu in her arms with distress, Su Xin comforted Mrs. Shen who was now full of sorrow, and persuaded her.
Mrs. Shen's current excitement has aroused a large number of onlookers, and the people gathered together to look at the dull-eyed Shen Qingwu and point, turning their heads and ears, with indescribable pity and regret in their expressions.
Mrs. Shen listened to Su Xin's words, ordered the carriage to hurry back to Shangshu Mansion, and Ji Beichen and Qin Lianye, who escorted Shen Qingwu all the way, went back to Ji Mansion and Nanxu Mansion respectively.
In the house, Xiao Song's family prepared the clean clothes of the fragrant soup meal early, and even brought the bedding in the house to a new one, washed and dried it cleanly, and the smooth spread was not wrinkled, Shen Jingxuan did not go to court today, just waited outside the door, and the moment he saw Shen Qingwu's carriage stopped, when he looked at his mother with tears in the corners of his eyes, and his sister who was like a piece of paper, his heart was pantothenic, and his heart was bitter.
When the news of Gu Jingfeng's death came, he knew that his sister was afraid that he couldn't stand it, and when he heard that she now had a body, Shen Jingxuan only complained that God could make people.
"Sister......" A soft call came out of Shen Jingxuan's mouth, Shen Jingxuan took over the light as a wing-like Shen Qingwu from Mrs. Shen's arms, and hurriedly came to Cuiwei Pavilion with her feet in her arms.
When he saw Shen Jingxuan coming in with Shen Qingwu in his arms, he was so surprised at first sight, he couldn't believe that the skinny skinny person in his arms was Shen Qingwu.
"Sister!" Looking at Shen Qingwu's current appearance, the tip of her nose was pantothenic, and tears couldn't flow from her eyes, but she didn't want to make everyone sad anymore, so she just endured it.
"I have sent someone to find Dr. Wen, you and your mother helped the little sister to bathe and clean up, and after changing into clean clothes, I brought Dr. Wen in, the little sister can't do this." Knowing that Xiao Song's heart was as sour as himself, Shen Jingxuan only patted Xiao Song's hand and spoke to him comfortingly.
Xiao Song nodded after hearing this, and after Shen Jingxuan went out, he worked with Su Ge Suxin and Mrs. Shen to help Shen Qingwu take off the clothes on her body, just when she wanted to take away the pillow that was not clean in her arms, it caused Shen Qingwu to resist for a while.
"No, you can't!" Three words, are the words that came out of Shen Qingwu's mouth after being home for so long.
"Young lady, I'll come." Su Xin pursed her lips and spoke softly to Xiao Song, and then coaxed Shen Qingwu in a soft voice, asking her to hand over the pillow to herself, and she would keep it for her, which made Shen Qingwu obediently let go.
"Son, can you scare your mother like this, your mother will only be the three children of you in this life, and the biggest wish in your life is only that you can be well, safe, you think about your mother, think about the child in your belly, don't drill the horns, Gu Jingfeng went, but you still have a family and children, you can't think about it, you have to let yourself live, work hard to live!"
Scooping a scoop of water and pouring it on Shen Qingwu's shoulder, touching her current thin protruding bones, Mrs. Shen held back the tears in her eyes, and said word by word in Shen Qingwu's ear, "Mother knows, these words have been told to you by countless people, you are afraid that your ears are calloused, but you can compare your heart to your heart, you really hope that you will go like this, your father said that there are traitors in the court, so Gu Jingfeng will encounter accidents, you haven't been able to watch that villain pay for Jingfeng's life, how can you be so negative, You should cheer up, watch your father, your brother, and the people around you find out the murderer who killed Gu Jingfeng, and take revenge for Gu Jingfeng's life! ”
"The emperor has already issued an order, three days later, for Jingfeng's funeral, you should wake up!" Mrs. Shen took the potpourri dew in her hand to relieve fatigue and gently pinched Shen Qingwu's shoulder, a word of revenge, which made Shen Qingwu's drooping eyelids can't help but open, adding a touch of powerful brilliance.
"Mother, three days later, I will marry General Huwei's mansion, wear filial piety for Gu Jingfeng, and be his surviving person!" The hoarse voice spit out from the mouth that had not spoken for a long time, and Shen Qingwu pulled the corners of his mouth, saying without joy or sorrow.