[Chapter 5, Volume 5]

Section 551

In the house where Shen Shuguang and Shen Shuxie were placed.

After Shen Zangfeng and his wife left, the lamp was still on.

Cover it with a thick gauze cover and rest it on a low table outside the tent.

In the dim light, only the general outline of the room could be seen.

The position by the door, the improvised sleeping place made of several embroidered stools, is Wu Li's - the woman who volunteered to give medicine to Wei Changying during the day, the innocent servant woman in Yuzhu Town, Xiliangjun found out the details and knew that her husband and children were all in the town, so he hired her to take care of the two remaining little sons.

Because Yuzhu Town was captured by the Rong people when the imperial capital was besieged, it can be said that there are ten rooms and nine emptiness, especially the female dependents have suffered a lot of losses, and most of the nobles who have been taken in by the Xiliang Army in recent days have been injured or separated from their servants, and they need to send people to serve. As a result, there is naturally not enough manpower for the servants found on the spot. Therefore, although the two Shen Shuguang brothers are Shen Zangfeng's parents, only Wu Li is the only one to take care of them.

With Shen Zangfeng's personality, he would not be stingy with the wages given to her, not to mention that the 300,000 Xiliang Army was stationed in Yuzhu Town, the Rong people were extinct, and the Xiliang Army was strict in governing the army, and at this moment it was all filled with thoughts of revenge, and almost no one harassed the people...... Wu Li also has to do his best.

Since you have done your best during the day, you must sleep a little more at night during the vigil.

However, even if she didn't sleep deeply, Shen Shuguang just opened her eyes after her parents left and looked at the top of the tent blankly, which could not wake her up.

The six-year-old's eyes were blank.

It was a sudden overwhelm when faced with something far beyond his age.

The mother's loving kiss and the father's caressing palm were gone, but the same warm touch seemed to remain.

In the days to come, he will have many such opportunities to feel the love of his parents......

But the grandfather's laughter and scolding and the grandmother's loving caress can no longer be obtained......

After gradually recovering from the initial fright, from knowing that he no longer had a grandfather and grandmother, day and night, Shen Shuguang kept thinking about these two forever lost elders.

Their voices and smiles, their admonitions, the eagerness in their eyes as they sat on the hall with a smile and looked down—

Inheriting the cunning of his mother Wei Changying since childhood, Shen Shuguang was aware of his status in the eyes of his elders at a very young age, so he was self-taught in pampering and arrogant. For the teachings and advice of his elders and peers, he has long learned to go in and out of his left ear.

Anyway......

I don't want to do anything with him.

At least until his father, Shen Zangfeng, returned to the imperial capital.

What about disobedience? As soon as he was coquettish, his grandmother was almost busy with everything. Even the extremely terrible grandfather described by the lobby brother Shen Shuming with his teeth and claws, had a face for a while, was angry for a while, and then was secretly glared at and pinched by his grandmother a few times, eight times out of ten. Nine will pretend to be confused.

If the grandfather must not pretend to be confused, he still has the eldest uncle who dotes on the younger generation and the second uncle who values all the male heirs of the family to defect, and there is also a little aunt who is close to the family to ask for help.

There are also three gentle cousins who will not sit idly by and watch him be punished as long as they know about it......

These people are like a canopy of trees that are layered above his head, sheltering him from the wind and rain for him to grow freely.

But now, it's gone.

Shen Shuguang tried his best to keep his chest calm, but his breathing was still unsteady, tears ran down the corners of his eyes, slid across his skin, submerged into his sideburns, and fell into the futon and disappeared.

The teachings that had been careless and even impatient in the past suddenly came to mind—

They said that their father and mother were forced to leave them and go to Xiliang......

They said that when their father and mother come back, they must have a good life and be a good child......

They said that his mother would bring back a younger brother, who was his own brother, and that she would treat this younger brother like his eldest brother Shu Ming had treated him......

They said that Guang'er should study hard, and the men of the Shen family should be both civil and military, and be a handsome man......

They also said......

Shen Shuguang suddenly closed his eyes, and large hot tears couldn't help but fall into his sideburns. He was breathing so fast that he almost choked, and hurriedly raised his hand to put a fist in his mouth and bit hard. He remembered that although Wu Li slept heavily at night, he would wake up immediately at the slightest sound, which was said to be used to watching his children in his early years......

The child's body was convulsed on the couch because of the violent fluctuations in emotions.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Shuguang gently pulled the corners of the quilt, wiped away his tears, and reached out to touch the face of his brother next to him.

Shen Shuxie's cheeks were still cold, but the sound of even breathing close at hand made people's hearts gradually settle down.

"Grandfather, grandmother, grandson must study hard, take care of his younger brother, and serve his father and mother well, no longer let grandfather and grandmother be under Jiuquan, but also worry about grandchildren!" He was stunned for a moment in his heart, and thought silently, "Grandson must magnify the lintel of the Shen family and live up to his grandfather and grandmother!" ”

Hundreds of miles away, Fuzhou, Luoyunpo.

At this time, the imperial capital was still covered with snow, but Fuzhou was far from the south, although it was not like the south of the Yangtze River that had melted the ice and snow, and the sound of warblers could be heard everywhere, but between the residual snow, there was also a vigorous green that was not afraid of the steepness.

In the courtyard of the post station, a weeping willow hugged by two people, in the gray willow silk, it seems that someone faintly and inadvertently dyed a light green that is not seen near and seen from a distance.

Under the tree, Wei Xinyong hugged the fox fur and walked slowly around the tree.

His complexion is much better than when he broke up with Mo Binwei, and since the day before yesterday, he no longer needs to take care of his body and can walk normally. At this moment, taking advantage of the overnight rest at the post station, I came out to walk a few steps to loosen my stiff and sore muscles and bones that had been sitting in the car all day.

This Luoyun slope is only more than 20 miles away from the northernmost limit of Fuzhou. Out of Fuzhou is Panzhou, and behind Panzhou is Gyeonggi - thinking of Gyeonggi, his always calm and gentle face flashed a trace of gloom.

Wei Qi died of old age, although Wei Huan handed over the family members who served him in Fengzhou and set him on fire, but one of the culprits could not be solved by himself, which really made him feel unrelieved.

But now the imperial capital has been occupied by the Rong people again!

I can't help Wei Xinyong who can't stop praying all the way: But I hope that Wei Qingming will be clever and follow everyone to break through successfully.

The father's hatred is not shared, not to mention the addition of a young and innocent sister.

This hatred of Zhibentang has been engraved in Wei Xinyong's bones since he was a child, and over the years, revenge seems to have become an instinct and a lifelong goal. Even if he is getting deeper and deeper, he is more and more impassive and moody to people and things.

But whenever this hatred is mentioned, it is still so easy to provoke real anger. It is the softest and weakest place in life, and a gentle blow can directly hurt into the bone marrow.

Sensing the blood floating in his chest, Wei Xinyong was secretly shocked, and quickly cut off and continued to think about the main hall.

He was not fully healthy, and although he was able to travel as usual, the bumps on the road were already a burden on his physique. As soon as he rested now, the tiger slave hurried out to find something to boil ginseng soup......

And on the road, it was okay, Mo Binwei left two hundred elite horses down to escort him, afraid that at this moment, the Shi clan was unprecedentedly united, and the journey was very smooth. He didn't have much to worry about except for the occasional look at the letter sent by Mo Binwei.

Once he arrived in Gyeonggi, whether it was planning for Mo Binwei or planning for himself, that was when he worked hard.

Therefore, those things that are not suitable for recuperation should not be thought about for the first time.

But with his person, since he is awake, he can't think about anything.

Wei Xinyong forcibly pinched the thoughts related to Zhibentang, and subconsciously thought of Shenbo - even the previous letters were delivered very smoothly, but this time, Mo Binwei still didn't dare to write a word.

After hundreds of miles, his nervousness and panic could be felt by Wei Xinyong.

In the eyes of ordinary people, Shen Bo is the emperor, no matter how puppet he is, the six valves in the sea, who secretly put the royal family in the air, may dare or even get used to not taking him in his eyes, relying on the support of the Wei family to get a six-grade official Mo Binwei, but no matter what, he can't take Shenbo seriously like the children of the valve!

He was frightened and at a loss, and sent his most trusted henchman to personally come and tell the story: Wei Changying and his party have killed the king......

When he thought of Mo Binwei's henchman recounting the news, he also looked incredulous and shocked. The corners of Wei Xinyong's mouth hooked slightly, and he shook his head secretly: In the final analysis, whether it is Mo Binwei or the person who sent the letter, the amount is still too small......

Even if Wei Xinyong told them that Shenbo was nominally the Son of Heaven, it was actually just a disguise. But for Mo Binwei and these people, they can't understand it at all, and they are not qualified to understand the things of the temple. For them, the Ninety-Five Supreme who stands high above the Danqi is the most noble person in the world...... Such a distinguished person, if he knew the identity of Shen Bo when he met Gu Xinian and his party, Mo Binwei would probably have to get off the horse and go directly to pay homage......

If it weren't for the soldiers he received were given by Fengzhou, not his own private soldiers, and when the two broke up, Wei Xinyong mentioned him in great detail. Mo Binwei even wanted to stop the murder of the monarch this time. It's not that he is loyal to the Wei family, but although Mo Binwei started with a great victory in Fengzhou, his credit was occupied this time, and then he fell into Taoguang Yang's obscurity, even if he made some moves, it was just a small fight.

However, I have been a servant for a long time, and I have become accustomed to the consciousness of obeying the officials. He has the talent of a famous general, but because of the lack of tempering and experience, he still only thinks he is a small person, almost instinctively looking up at those nobles who are high in the eyes of ordinary people.

This kind of humility can gain favor in most cases when he comes into contact with the scholars, and Mo Binwei, who has not yet shown his superiority, is indeed more humble at this moment. So Wei Xinyong never reminded him.

The problem is that such a heart lacks courage when competing for power......

Don't say that far.

All in all, Mo Binwei may not be willing to be loyal to Shen Bo, and he doesn't even have a good impression of Shen Bo, but he subconsciously doesn't dare to sit back and watch Shen Bo be killed and unable to stop him, and he is also restless to the point of weakness - all this is just because Shen Bo is the emperor.

This complex and confused state of mind can be easily deduced from the paraphrase of his confidants.

"That's why I've always said that he is a natural talent, not a handsome talent, let alone a great cause in the world." Wei Xinyong thought of this, and sighed slightly in his heart, "A character from a humble background who swallows thousands of miles is not so easy to meet!" But...... Although this person is a little smaller, he is better than obeying my words, and in this troubled world, scholars like me who are powerless really need a reliable warrior to support each other. Or not...... When I think about it, how can I get rid of him? ”