On the same day, Zhou was quickly arranged to be sent back to Chuyang, although he was a little reluctant, but there was no way, his son stood firmly, and he stood firmly on Yun Qianwen's side.

Out of the Han Palace, the carriage was ready, Chen Youliang personally sent her into the carriage, followed by hundreds of strong Han soldiers to keep her safe, this formation is very majestic at a glance, and she can also raise her eyebrows when she returns to the big family in Chuyang.

Turning around and forgetting to look at the Han Palace, Yun Qianwen, as a daughter-in-law, didn't even show her face, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart, that girl can hold her son's heart alive and has some ability.

looked at her handsome son again, and suddenly sighed that her son no longer belonged to her, and he already had his own family business.

Two coachmen set up the carriage and started, and hundreds of Han soldiers followed in several rows, and the formation looked extremely powerful.

Chen Youliang looked at the departing carriage, although he was a little reluctant in his heart, but he had no choice, between his mother and Qian'er, he could only choose one.

He didn't want to be bullied.

Picking up the smooth and round wooden bracelet from his sleeve, an indescribable gloom flashed in his eyes.

Xu Da, Xu Da, you can't imagine that you still lost to me in the end, she is mine, people belong to me, and my heart belongs to me.

And Yun Qianwen was concentrating on teaching Chen Li to read poetry and write in the Hall of Eternal Life, and he didn't know about Zhou's being sent away.

Because no one told her, the King of Han also issued an order that no one was allowed to approach the Hall of Eternal Life and disturb the Princess of Han.

"Auntie, can you see it?" Chen Li respectfully handed the written Man Jianghong to Yun Qian.

The handwriting was still a little crooked, but Yun Qianwen nodded:

"Li'er is good, there is progress, and it will be better to hold the pen more steadily next time."

"Li'er knows." Chen Li took the paper and put it back in place.

"Auntie, Li'er learned a new poem, which Uncle Dingyuan taught me."

"Really? Read it and hear it! ”

Chen cleared his voice and began to shake his head and chant silently:

After a hard encounter, there are few stars around.

The mountains and rivers are broken and the wind is fluttering, and the life experience is ups and downs.

The panicked beachhead said panic, and the zero ding sighed in the ocean.

Since ancient times, no one has died, leaving Dan to take care of his sweat.

"Well, yes, can you understand the meaning of this poem?"

Chen Li shook his head, and Yun Qian asked to explain to him:

This poem was written by Wen Tianxiang, a national hero in prison at the end of the Song Dynasty, about the hardships he went through when he entered the imperial examination in his early years, and he has survived four years after the war subsided.

The country is in danger, like catkins in the wind, and the ups and downs of his own life are like duckweed drifting rootless in the rain, rising and sinking.

The fiasco of the Panic Beach made him still panic, and Ling Ding Yang was trapped in the Yuan captivity, but he was lonely and lonely.

Who has been immortal since ancient times? He wants to leave a patriotic heart to reflect in the annals of history.

Chen Li was completely fascinated by it, and admired Wen Tianxiang a little more.

"Auntie, you know a lot!" Chen Li listened with relish, and looked at Yun Qian with reverence and asked.

"I also memorized it like you at the beginning, and my palm was also hit by a lot of boards from Mr., as for the poems, you have to understand and recite them first, and slowly when you grow up, you will be able to write yourself, this is the so-called reading more than 10,000 volumes and writing like a god." Yun Qianwen smiled and stroked his shoulder.

"Auntie, Li'er has been taught." Chen Li folded his hands and bowed respectfully.

"Auntie, you can teach me a few more poems." Chen Li raised his head and looked at Yun Qian for advice.

"Okay, then I'll take out the bottom of the pressure box and read it to you."

As he spoke, he read it softly:

Xuan lock is exquisite, good rain and early sunny March.

Let out the warm smoke for a long time, drunk with the wind and fragrant snow.

A statue of Yin Yuan washed his makeup, and the jade flute laughed and cracked.

Leave it in the courtyard late at night, accompanied by Su'e Qing.

Yun Qian asked and read and vaguely remembered when she was a child, leaning on her mother's soft arms, and her mother taught her to recite sentence by sentence.

She could read this poem upside down with her eyes closed, because she memorized it so well.

Thinking of this, she suddenly remembered her mother Wang, and her eyes couldn't help but be a little red.

"Auntie, what's wrong with you?" Chen Li thoughtfully handed her the silk handkerchief.

"It's okay, that's all for today." Yun Qianwen put away his sadness and replaced it with a gentle smile.

After sending Chen Li out, Yun Qianwen was surprised to find that two black-clothed soldiers were guarding the gate of the Hall of Eternal Life.

When there were two more people, she didn't even notice it.

She tentatively walked out, but the black-clothed army did not stop her, but only bowed respectfully to her.

She was going to see Feng'er, just walked to the vicinity of Du Niang's courtyard, and faintly heard a roar like a beast, the sound was getting higher and higher, and even a little deafening, she walked to the source of the sound suspiciously, out of the Han Palace, all the way to the outside of the iron prison where Wang Baobao was held.

She was hesitating to go in and visit when there was a sound of footsteps.

"Princess Han!" A respectful voice with a sense of alienation came from behind him, and Yun Qianwen knew that it was Zhang Dingbian without looking.

Because the way he looks at her is always the one he doesn't want to pay attention to, but he has to pay attention to.

"Commander Zhang, what are you doing?"

"The Lord ordered his subordinates to come and cut out the tongues of the criminals and feed them to the dogs!" After Zhang Dingbian finished speaking, he got up and strode in.

Whose tongue is cut? Wang Baobao's?

Yun Qianwen listened to the words and followed in, originally the place where the captives were held was not allowed to allow anyone to enter and exit at will, and no one at the gate dared to stop her, although this Han princess did not have any shelf and the power of the princess, but everyone knew that the Han king hurt her tightly.

In addition, she is pregnant, and if there is a mistake, none of them can afford it.

Zhang Dingbian ordered someone to open the prison door, strode forward, pinched Wang Baobao's chin, stretched out his fingers like iron tongs and was about to twist his tongue off, but was stopped by Yun Qian, who suddenly came in:

"Stop!"

Zhang Dingbian ignored her, reached out and directly twisted Wang Baobao's tongue off, and what caught Yun Qian's eyes was a piece of bloody meat.

Yun Qianwen was angry, and angrily rushed forward and slapped Zhang Dingbian hard.

Zhang Dingbian was slapped in the face, not impatient or impatient, standing motionless.

"Zhang Dingbian, are you deaf or dead? Did my sister hear me when I told you to stop? Yun Qian asked angrily.

"Subordinates are only loyal to the Lord!" Zhang Dingbian said coldly.

At this time, Wang Baobao suddenly poked his head out and bit Zhang Dingbian with his bloody mouth open, but due to some distance, he couldn't bite it, so he could only whine.

Yun Qianwen looked at the former backyard wives and concubines, fair-skinned and handsome, and now he actually looked like he couldn't tell whether it was a person or a ghost.

Yun Qianwen suddenly felt unspeakably sad, and she didn't know what she was sad about, I didn't know if it was for her sister who had died in the General Soldier's Mansion, or for Feng'er, who was waiting to be fed.