Chapter Ninety-Nine: The Pain of Losing a Child

The capital is a long way away from the palace, the weather is a little hot, there is a tea house halfway to the road, an old couple sits there to sell tea, and there are a few watermelons on the ground. Wen Jiangyue saw that his son was so hot that he was sweating, and hurriedly asked Lijing to stop, "How can you hurry when the weather is so hot, rest first and then go." ”

"Master Hou, you can get to the palace after crossing the mountain in front, and then you can rest." Kasa Jing was afraid of changes on the way, so he didn't dare to agree.

"Kasa Shangshu is so cowardly, it is difficult for the old man to commit robbery in broad daylight. Besides, my son is innocent, and I am only here to cooperate with your investigation, and I am not guilty of doing such risky things. "Marquis Wen's attitude is very tough.

"Since the Hou Ye insists on resting, the lower officials can't stop him. Everyone dismounted, drank a cup of tea and left. ”

Marquis Wen felt sorry for his son, and hurriedly helped his son down from the horse, "Come and rest first." Wen Hou hurriedly let people serve tea, Lijing has a habit of cleanliness, and he has always not eaten at these country stalls, so he sat under a big tree next to him.

The old couple took tea and cut watermelon, and I don't know if the tea was too heavy, the old lady poured the water and looked trembling, and the water was sprinkled on the table, and she hurriedly took a rag to wipe it. Wen Yuan has lived in the house for a long time, and he has been traveling for a long time, but he is indeed a little tired, and his mouth is very dry. Seeing that he couldn't take care of the tea, he was about to drink it, but Lijing knocked down the bowl in his hand and pulled him up: "Hurry up!" ”

However, it was too late, and dozens of black-clothed men quickly surrounded them, and the long knives in their hands were quite dazzling in the sunlight.

"Who are you, do you know who we are?" Wen Jiang is very clear that now this situation is more and more unable to show cowardice, and he must suppress his momentum.

The men in black glanced at each other, a little hesitant, and finally rushed forward regardless of it.

Lijing has some skills, Marquis Wen is old, and he hasn't practiced often over the years, so he can only defend himself, and Wen Yuan can't do it at all. The enemy's background was not clear and he didn't dare to fight hard, so Lijing and Marquis Wen escorted Wen Yuan on the horse: "Quick, let's hurry up to the palace." Then he instructed the little officials behind him: "Bother the brothers to hold on a little longer." ”

Wen Yuan drove the horse and was about to leave, but he didn't think that the man in black didn't love war at all, and the little official who threw off the road and chased after him, Lijing and Wen Hou Ye hurriedly got on the horse to stop them, and said cool words while slashing and killing: "Hou Ye has done too many bad things on weekdays, and someone can chase and kill him when he walks on the road." ”

Marquis Wen didn't know whether it was hot or angry, his face flushed and said: "Don't spew blood, maybe this is Your Majesty is the killer again, Your Majesty can't tolerate me when you're around, but what's wrong with my son." ”

"Master Hou, don't deduct it from Your Majesty, what level is the level of the people under Your Majesty, if you really want you to die, ten I am not an opponent, you look at these people again, even I can't resist it, it must be you who cause trouble."

The two of them shouted while killing the enemy and moving forward, there were still masters of the criminal department behind them, and there were not many people left in black, Lijing shouted: "Don't kill them all, leave some alive, save the Hou Ye from saying that we wronged him." ”

Marquis Wen was not angry in his heart, but he didn't say anything, several people reflexively began to fight with the man in black, seeing that they were about to arrive at the palace, the three of them slowed down, and ran wildly all the way, Wen Yuan was so upturned by the horse that he wanted to vomit, so he quickly stopped, and was about to get off the horse, when suddenly a cold arrow shot from behind, "Yuan'er!" ”

Wen Yuan fell off the horse heavily, and a mouthful of blood spurted out, which happened to be on Marquis Wen's hand: "Yuan'er, don't be afraid, Daddy will take you to the imperial doctor, it's okay, don't be afraid!" ”

Marquis Wen was about to help him up, but Wen Yuan grabbed his hand stubbornly: "Father, I can't do it......"

"Don't say stupid things, you'll be fine, dad will take you there......"

"Father, listen to me."

"You say, you say, Daddy listen."

"Born as a son of the Wen family, the child has not done anything for the Wen family, father, don't be angry with me......

"Don't be angry, Daddy has never been angry with you......"

"I know that Your Majesty is dissatisfied with the Wen family, father, the Son of Heaven is the greatest, don't fight anymore!" Wen Yuan was excited, and a mouthful of blood vomited out.

"Don't say it, don't say it......"

"Don't avenge me, don't be wrong again...... Don't make any more mistakes......" Wen Yuan held his father's hand tightly, wanting to keep something, but in the end he could only let go.

"Yuan'er...... Far away! "Kasa Jing didn't expect to see this sobbing appearance one day. The heartache of the white-haired man sending the black-haired man made Kasa Jing somewhat moved, and he found a carriage nearby. "Hou Ye mourns, let's send the eldest prince home first." Everyone is dead, and they can't be in a hurry at this moment, so Lijing simply let Wen Jiangyue return to the Hou Mansion.

Marquis Wen was sad for a while: "Yuan'er, Daddy will take you home." As he spoke, he was about to get up with his son in his arms, he was already in his sixties, and he was far from having the strength of his youth. Lijing helped set up a handle and sent Wen Yuan to the carriage.

"Thank you Kasamashu, today's grace, he will definitely return it one day."

Lijing nodded and said: "Whether you believe it or not, today's affairs have absolutely nothing to do with Your Majesty, and the lower officials will definitely find out the murderer and avenge the eldest prince." ”

"Yuan'er doesn't want to take revenge, but the old man wants to ask for the truth, so he will work hard." Marquis Wen got in the car and left, his back was rickety and desolate.

Lijing hurried back to the palace, met Gan Sui on the way, and happened to go to the main hall to find His Majesty together. Gan Sui looked at Lijing as there was only one person, and was a little strange: "Why did you come back alone?" ”

"If you encounter something on the way, go in and talk to Your Majesty." The two walked briskly into the temple.

"What are you talking about, Wen Yuan is dead?" Qi Nanxing was also surprised, you must know that he did do it to Second Master Wen at the beginning, but that was because Second Master Wen was directly involved in the murder of the queen, and now he didn't do it at all.

"Could it be arranged by Wenhou, abandon the car to protect the handsome?" He has completely understood the cold-blooded nature of Wenhouzhi, and it is not unheard that he sent his daughter to the guillotine in order to protect Mingzhe's life.

"It doesn't look like a hypocrisy to see him like that, and the sadness is palpable. Not at all like the original him. Lijing asked himself if he still had the ability to know people, and he was sure that Wenhou was definitely not cheating.

"Your Majesty, we are very passive now. Wen Yuan is dead, there is no proof of the death of the matter in front of him, if someone wants to sow discord, Wen Hou will definitely count this matter on His Majesty's head, so our actions should not be advanced. ”

"Wait a little longer, today's assassin still has a living mouth, and when he wakes up, he may be able to ask something." People who think they have died once are more afraid of death. Kasa Jing and Gan Sui did not dare to delay and immediately went to the place where the Assassins were being held.

It was already evening when Marquis Wen returned home, and the moment he stepped out of the carriage, he saw the fiery sunset, the sunset was so beautiful, but what was the point, it was about to be swallowed up by darkness. For the first time, he felt so tired that he really didn't have the strength to intrigue anymore.

The housekeeper greeted him, "Master Hou, what did the emperor say?" ”

"Come a few people and welcome the eldest prince in."

The housekeeper can recruit people to come forward, he thinks that the eldest prince may have suffered some punishment, could it be that the eldest prince really plotted to kill the emperor's heir? As soon as a few people saw it, the eldest prince was clearly dead.

"Master Hou, this ......"

"Bring it in, go and prepare the coffin." As he spoke, he raised his feet and prepared to enter the door, but in a trance, he knocked on the threshold, and the housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward: "Master Hou, you mourn for ......"

"I can't mourn anymore...... My son is gone...... Gone...... Gone...... There's nothing left......" he waved the butler's hand away and staggered inside.

Marquis Wen fell ill that night, and the heat stroke combined with the anger attacked his heart, and he burned unconscious for a while. The funeral of the eldest prince was to be arranged, and the lord's illness was to be watched, and for a while, the Hou Ye's house became a pot of porridge, but the hostess Mrs. Hou Ye didn't pay attention to these miscellaneous things at all, just stayed in the small Buddha hall, calmly beating the wooden fish, completely detached from things, in order to become an immortal.

The big housekeeper was so busy that he hit the back of his head, and the corners of his mouth grew a big bubble, and he didn't sleep all night and finally set up a mourning hall, and it was less than a month before the Wenhou Mansion hung up the white flags again, and most people in the capital already knew about yesterday's events, and privately speculated that the eldest prince is dead now, maybe the emperor found something, and the Marquis Wen finally used his son to protect the concubine.

When a person has been selfish for a long time, even if he has people he cherishes, others will think that he will not hesitate to abandon others for his own sake. Marquis Wen's high fever was extremely violent, and he burned and retreated again and again, until the end of the day, when he woke up in a daze, he asked in a trembling voice: "What time is it, it feels so bright?" ”

The people waiting below hurried back: "The time is over." Then he came up and prepared to help him, but he was startled by this look, and Marquis Wen turned white overnight.

Sensing that the subordinate paused, Marquis Wen squinted: "What's wrong?" ”

"Master Hou forgives the sins...... The slave just ......" Marquis Wen accidentally saw the formal mirror on the right, "Oh, it turns out that the hair is gray." When you are old, when you are old...... "Marquis Wen no longer looks in the mirror" to change clothes. ”

The subordinates hurriedly came to change his clothes, and Marquis Wen closed his eyes and asked, "How are the preparations for Yuan'er's future?" ”

"The chief housekeeper personally handles everything, and everything is in accordance with the regulations, and now the mourning hall has been arranged."

"Wen Yu, he's a talent!"

"Where's Madame?"

"Madame is chanting scriptures in the ancestral hall and surpassing the soul of the young master."

"Now she doesn't want to come out at this time, this family is really scattered."

"Lord Hou......"

"Alright, help me to the mourning hall."

The subordinate supported him, and when he first recovered from his serious illness, every step he took was extremely stiff, and even trembling. Many of the people in the house are old people who have served for many years, no matter how Marquis Wen is outside, but he has always been generous to his subordinates at home, and many people feel very sad when they see him like this.

Marquis Wen moved to the mourning hall step by step, and Wen Yuan had been placed in the coffin. He walked into the mourning hall and spent a lot of effort, with some gasping between his breaths, and a wisp of fishy sweetness welling up between his throats. He forced it down, let go of the support of his subordinates, walked to the coffin, looked at the coffin like that, walked slowly around it, and muttered as he walked: "You have said from the beginning of your sensibility that you will not enter the officialdom, and I will follow you." And you said that the merchant is mercenary and does not want to make friends, and I will follow you. You spend your days at home studying. Every time there is a catastrophe, you secretly donate clothes and goods, you see your greatest misfortune is to have me, the heinous father...... Children, it's all their father's fault...... Why didn't they just kill me......"

Wen Jiangyue said that his heart was unbearable, he choked and coughed for a while, and when he finally wiped the corner of his mouth, it was a mouthful of blood.

The housekeeper hurriedly brought water and asked Wen Jiangyue to rinse his mouth: "Master Hou, don't be like this, the eldest prince will not be able to let go of the spirit of the sky!" ”

"It's boring, it's boring!"

"Master Hou, the Shangshu of the Criminal Department outside is here again......" The little guy panted and ran to say.

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