Qingzhou listened to Wanzhongshan's words, her heart suddenly tightened, she was a little dazed at first, I don't know if the mother in Wanzhong Mountain Pass refers to Wan's mother, or her own mother, her heart beat fast, the arm holding the child is also stiff, only hoarse voice and shouted: "Chongshan ....."

Wan Chongshan hugged his son from her arms, after these days of getting along, the child has gradually accepted his father, and when his father picked him up, Wan Xiaobao stretched out his arm and hugged Wan Chongshan's neck.

Wan Chongshan looked at the son in his arms, Wan Xiaobao's eyebrows were clear, and his eyebrows and eyes were like a light boat, he stared for a moment before he said: "Mother doesn't know that Xiaobao has returned to us, and it is not too late to look at her grandson again." ”

Hearing this, Qingzhou suddenly understood that it was Wan Mu who died.

Qingzhou saw the sadness of Wanzhongshan's eyes, she knew that Wanzhongshan left home at a young age, fought abroad all the year round, and felt guilty because she had not been filial piety under her mother's knees, and now Wan's mother has passed away, as a son, not only can not send his mother to the end, but also because of his own rebellion, and his tired mother was placed under house arrest by the imperial court, and suddenly learned the news of the death of his biological mother, Wanzhongshan's mood can be imagined.

Qingzhou didn't know how to comfort the husband in front of her, in all fairness, Wan's mother was not good to her, and there was no deep friendship between her mother-in-law and daughter-in-law.

In this world, the two men she loves the most, one is the son of Wan Mu, and the other is Wan Mu's grandson, even if she is far from being comparable to her mother-in-law to her mother, but thinking of her husband and children, only Qingzhou is sad with Wan Chongshan.

If there is no ten thousand mothers, how can there be ten thousand mountains, how can there be ten thousand small treasures.

Qingzhou's eyes were clear, and he only stepped forward slowly, snuggled up to her husband, held his palm, and comforted him silently.

Wan Chongshan glanced at her, neither of them spoke, and all the words were contained in each other's eyes. Wan Chongshan stretched out his arm and held Qingzhou and his son in the crook of his arm, Qingzhou felt sorry for him, and gently wrapped Wan Chongshan's waist, to tell him that he still had himself and his child.

The night was dark.

Cao Gonggong trotted all the way, just entered the house, and saw that Li Yunzhao had not rested, the big battle in the daytime, Li Yunzhao was personally on the front line to kill the enemy, but the emperor of the previous year was young and vigorous, too arrogant, did not use the strategy of the veteran Qi Youliang, but blindly strong and aggressive, although he had read the book of war, but he had no actual combat experience, where would it be the opponent of Wanzhongshan, the Wanjia army under the leadership of Wanzhongshan, only the soldiers under Li Yunzhao played around, Li Yunzhao couldn't hold his breath, fell into the trap of Wanzhongshan, More than half of his soldiers were killed and wounded, if it weren't for the veteran Qi Youliang desperately escorting and taking Li Yunzhao to break through, Li Yunzhao was almost captured by the Wanjia army.

When Gonggong Cao came in, he saw Li Yunzhao sitting there without saying a word, he had a slight injury on his arm, he didn't pay attention to it, he only drove away the imperial doctor who came to diagnose and treat, and heard the footsteps, Li Yunzhao was just about to get angry, and when he saw that the person who came was Gonggong Cao, Li Yunzhao frowned and scolded: "What are you doing here?" ”

"Back to the emperor, the news from the palace said that the queen mother was critically ill, and asked the emperor to return to Beijing as soon as possible." Gonggong Cao said, handing a secret letter to Li Yunzhao with both hands.

Li Yunzhao heard that his mother was critically ill, and immediately sat up from the chair, his face swept away the previous decadence, and he hurriedly read it after taking the superstition, and after reading it, Li Yunzhao stood up, quite worried.

"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother's health has not been good, you better go back to Beijing as soon as possible."

"Now that the two armies are at war, it is also a critical juncture for the survival of Great Qi, how can you go alone as the king of Great Qi."

After Li Yunzhao finished speaking, he suddenly remembered that he had not even won a battle since his own conquest, if it weren't for Qi Youliang sacrificing his life to help, he was afraid that he, the monarch of the Great Qi, would fall into the hands of the Wan Jiajun.

Gonggong Cao has followed him for many years, and after a little pondering, he understood Li Yunzhao's thoughts, he bent down and persuaded him respectfully: "Your Majesty, don't be discouraged, that Wanzhong Mountain was originally a military general, and he is the best at fighting, but the emperor, you are a pen to calm the world, familiar with the books of sages, for so many years, no one has ever taught you to fight, right?" At present, let Wanzhong Mountain be arrogant for two days, and the rebellious ministers and thieves are chaotic ministers and thieves after all. ”

Li Yunzhao listened to Gonggong Cao's words, but smiled faintly, he looked at the night outside the window, thinking of the crumbling country, he was disheartened for a while, only slowly closed his eyes, and said: "Pass the decree, drive back to Beijing tomorrow." ”

"Yes." Father-in-law Cao was stunned at first, and then hurriedly agreed.

"Your Majesty, it's not too early, why don't you rest for the old slave?" Seeing Li Yunzhao like this, Gonggong Cao didn't feel at ease to leave at the moment, so he only cautiously persuaded him.

Li Yunzhao shook his head.

"That.... Why don't you let the Imperial Doctor come in and wrap up your wounds? ”

"No need, I can't die." Li Yunzhao's voice was calm, he stood up and walked outside, and Gonggong Cao also followed.

"For this world, Lone has come, Lone has fought, no matter what the result is, Lone is really ...... I did my best. ”

"Your Majesty ......" Gonggong Cao listened to Li Yunzhao's words, and suddenly felt sad, and couldn't help but burst into tears.

Li Yunzhao closed his eyes, and there were bursts of sharp pain from the wound on his arm from time to time, but he didn't realize it, he only raised his eyes to look at the night sky, and said slowly: "At the moment, whether to bless me or die to me, it depends on the will of heaven." ”

Jingshi, Wanfu.

Because of the death of Wan Mu, there are white flags hanging everywhere in the mansion, Wen Minyi is full of filial piety, kneeling in front of Wan Mu's coffin, hearing the footsteps behind him, Wen Minyi looked back, and the maid led a young man in.

The young man is also dressed in filial piety, and his eyebrows are very delicate, and he is Wen Minyi's maiden nephew, Wen Ziliang.

"Liang'er, come. To my aunt. Seeing her nephew, Wen Minyi beckoned to the child.

"Auntie." Wen Ziliang knelt beside Wen Minyi.

Wen Minyi's eyes were soft, looking at the child's face, especially remembering that when he first brought this child from his mother's house, he was only nine years old, and five years passed by in a snap of his fingers, and now Wen Ziliang is fourteen years old, taller than his aunt.

Wen Minyi repelled his subordinates, and only the two aunts and nephews were left in the mourning hall.

"Liang'er, remember my aunt's words, tomorrow is the day of the old lady's funeral, and my aunt has already arranged it, and she will send you out of the house while the funeral is in good faith."

Listening to Wen Minyi's words, Wen Ziliang was taken aback, and only said, "Auntie, why did you send your nephew away?" ”

"My aunt is going to send you out of the house and go to your uncle." Wen Minyi's eyes were full of love, and she said as she stretched out her hand and slowly stroked the top of her nephew's hair.

"Go to Yunzhou, find your uncle?" Wen Ziliang looked dazed.

Wen Minyi nodded, "Liang'er, your uncle is a man who stands up to the sky and the earth, and he is also a good person, if you follow him, he will take care of you, and you will have a good time." ”

"What about my aunt?" Wen Ziliang blurted out, "If my aunt doesn't leave, I won't leave either!" ”

"Liang'er!" Wen Minyi frowned, and her tone was already a little stern, "My aunt has no children in her life, and she regards you as her aunt's biological son, and the current Wanfu is in decline, and when the emperor returns to Beijing, I don't know how he will deal with Wanfu and the people in Wanfu, and my aunt will only send you away so that she will not have any worries, do you understand?" ”

"Auntie!" Wen Ziliang was about to say something, but was interrupted by Wen Minyi.

"My aunt has made up her mind, this time, you must be obedient." After speaking, Wen Minyi paused, thinking of Wanzhong Mountain, Wen Minyi's heart swelled with a sourness, she was silent, looked at Wen Ziliang's eyes, and said again: "When you see your uncle, remember to transfer a word to him for your aunt." ”

"Auntie, what are you talking about?" Wen Ziliang's eyes were hazy with tears, and he looked at Wen Minyi in confusion.

"Tell him, and say.... My aunt has done a lot of wrong things, and I beg him to forgive me for the sake of the previous relationship between husband and wife. ”

Although Wen Ziliang didn't understand his aunt's words, he still nodded vigorously and agreed.

The corners of Wen Minyi's lips showed a smile of relief, and she held the child in her arms, and finally burst into tears.

Yunzhou.

"Lord Qiqi, Li Yunzhao has already led the forbidden army back to Beijing."

Hearing the report from his hands, Wan Chongshan raised his head, his eyes were bloodshot, because of his mother's death, he was in the army, and he wore filial piety clothes outside his military uniform, which means filial piety for his mother.

Wan Chongshan nodded, raised his hand slightly, and motioned for someone to get up.

Without waiting for anyone to leave, another herald hurriedly walked in, and said, "Lord Qiqi, Young Master Ziliang is here." ”

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