Hearing the soldier's voice, Wan Chongshan was shocked in his heart and spit out two words: "Ziliang? ”

"Exactly, Lord Wang, Young Master Ziliang is outside the tent right now, I wonder if Lord Wang can ask Young Master Ziliang to come in?"

"Biography." Wanzhong Mountain said one word.

As soon as the man's voice fell, the soldier saluted and retreated, and before long, he saw a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy walk into the tent, his eyebrows were clear, and there was a faint bookish air on his body.

"My nephew has seen my uncle..... Wen Ziliang just saw Wanzhong Mountain, he knelt down and saluted, remembering the hardships of this way, and now he finally lived up to his aunt's trust, and when he saw his uncle, he only felt mixed feelings in his heart.

"Get up." Wan Chongshan got up and personally went to help Wen Ziliang up from the ground, he looked at the child's thin and haggard face, and knew that Wen Ziliang didn't know how much suffering he had suffered along the way, he was so young that it was not easy.

"Is your aunt okay?" Wan Chongshan's black eyes burned and he asked.

As soon as he asked, Wen Zi's conscience was sour, he held back his tears, and only said: "My nephew doesn't dare to deceive my uncle, since my uncle left Beijing that day, the emperor sent the Imperial Forest Army to surround Wanfu, and my aunt took the opportunity to send the old lady to the funeral this time, so I sent my nephew out of Beijing, and my aunt told my nephew that I must come to my uncle." ”

Wan Chongshan looked at the tears in the child's eyes, although Wen Ziliang was not his own nephew, and he was not very familiar with him on weekdays, but at this time, seeing the child standing in front of him like this, remembering the child's fright and suffering because of himself, Wan Chongshan did not speak, only stretched out his hand, and pressed it silently on Wen Ziliang's shoulder, showing comfort and encouragement.

Wen Ziliang wiped away his tears and choked up: "Before my nephew left Beijing, my aunt told my nephew that when I saw my uncle, I had a sentence that my nephew must tell my uncle. ”

"What?" Wan Chongshan asked.

"My aunt said that she had done a lot of wrong things before, and I just asked my uncle to forgive my aunt because of the previous relationship between husband and wife."

Wan Chongshan listened to Wen Ziliang's words, and understood what Wen Minyi was referring to.

Seeing that he didn't speak, the choked throat in Wen Ziliang's voice became thicker, and he looked at the mighty and tall uncle in front of him, and almost mustered up his courage before he dared to ask: "Uncle, aunt, she ..... What exactly did you do wrong? Can you ..... Forgive her? ”

In front of the child, Wan Chongshan naturally couldn't say anything, he just patted Wen Ziliang's shoulder and said: "You have also suffered a lot along the way, and my uncle asked me to take you down to rest first." ”

Seeing Wan Chongshan say this, Wen Zi's conscience swelled with sourness, he did not retreat, but knelt down towards Wan Chongshan again.

"Uncle, although my nephew doesn't know what happened between you and my aunt, my nephew knows that my aunt cares about my uncle in my heart, and in the days when my uncle left Beijing, my aunt was worried about my uncle day and night, and my nephew knew that my aunt sent my nephew away, and I thought that I was ready not to drag my uncle down, and my aunt was ...... She ......"

When Wen Ziliang said this, he remembered that his aunt took care of him and each other on weekdays, and finally couldn't hold back anymore and cried.

Wanzhongshan's lips tightened, and he didn't speak, only helped the child up.

"Uncle, save your aunt, the emperor and the court..... I won't let go of my aunt's ....." Wen Ziliang's eyes were hazy with tears, praying for Wanzhong Mountain.

Wan Chongshan naturally knew that after Wen Minyi sent Wen Ziliang out of Jingshi, he must have prepared for the worst, even if he had a light boat by his side, but Wen Minyi was his wife, no matter what she had done before, she was the wife he was marrying.

"Ziliang," Wan Chongshan opened his mouth, he looked into the child's eyes, and told him word by word, "Uncle will not give up on your aunt, and Uncle will do everything to save her." ”

"Nephew, thank you, uncle." When Wen Ziliang heard this, he was overjoyed in his heart, and he couldn't help but bow down to Wanzhong Mountain again.

Wan Chongshan stopped him and said, "Go down and rest." ”

"Yes, my nephew will do as my uncle commands." Wen Ziliang said and left the tent of Wanzhong Mountain.

After the child left, Wan Chongshan paced slowly, his eyebrows tightened, and he didn't know what he was thinking.

I don't know how long it took, but he finally stopped and commanded outside, "Come on." ”

"What does the prince command?"

"Go and let Zhang Xingzhi come here." Wan Chongshan already had an idea in his heart.

"Yes." The herald hurriedly retreated, and it didn't take long for Zhang Xingzhi to rush over.

"Lord Wang, are you looking for me?" Zhang Xingzhi leaned over and saluted.

"This king has something to do for you right now." Wan Chongshan looked at Zhang Xingzhi's eyes and spoke in a deep voice.

"Lord Wang, please command."

"This king ordered you to go back to Beijing and send the princess out of Beijing properly and bring her here."

Hearing Wanzhongshan's instructions, Zhang Xing's heart sank, and he instantly understood that the princess in Wanzhong Mountain Pass was referring to Wen Minyi, the old lady has now passed away, Wen Ziliang also came to Yunzhou after a lot of hardships, Wen Minyi is staying in Beijing now, and the situation is really worrying.

"Don't worry, your subordinates will do their best to send the princess to the prince unscathed." Zhang Xingzhi saluted with his fists in front of Wanzhong Mountain, and after receiving the order, he did not hesitate or embarrass at all, and instantly agreed to the matter.

"This king knows that this matter is very difficult, and it can only be left to you." Wan Chongshan got up and walked to Zhang Xingzhi's side.

"The prince is about to hand over this important task to his subordinates, and the subordinates will live up to the prince's trust." Zhang Xingzhi's voice was crisp and neat, and his eyes were even more resolute.

Wan Chongshan bowed slightly and patted him on the shoulder.

Jingshi, Wanfu.

"Mother, why haven't you rested yet?" When the maid came in, she saw that Wen Minyi was still sitting in front of the window, because of her mother-in-law's new funeral, Wen Minyi was dressed in filial piety clothes, and her body was extremely thin, the maid looked at it and asked cautiously.

Wen Minyi came back to her senses, she glanced at the maid and asked, "Chuxiu, how long has Liang'er been gone?" ”

The maid who was in the first show thought for a while and said, "If you go back to the princess, Young Master Ziliang has been gone for about two months. ”

"Two months..... It's been like this for a long time. Wen Minyi muttered to herself, "Come to think of it, Liang'er is now by the second master's side." ”

"Young Master Liang'er is escorted by Mr. Cui and Aunt Xiao, and he will definitely be able to rush to Yunzhou safely, don't worry." The maid persuaded.

"Well," Wen Minyi nodded, and said softly: "Liang'er is fourteen years old, and I can rest assured that I can be by the side of the second master." ”

"Niangniang, it's not too early, you better settle it early." The maid persuaded again.

"Okay, you go down first." Wen Minyi's voice was very calm.

Chu Xiu retreated after saluting, recalling Wen Minyi's demeanor, Chu Xiu was a little uneasy, and deliberately stayed outside the house for a while, and saw that there was no movement in the house before leaving.

Wen Minyi listened to Chu Xiu's footsteps and walked away, before she slowly stood up, she walked to the dresser, opened the drawer, and took out a white silk from it.

Her hand slowly stroked the white silk, and a wry smile gradually appeared in her eyes.

You remember that at the beginning, she had a trick to force the light boat to commit suicide, and the light boat at that time was not also used in white silk?

Wen Minyi closed her eyes, and a little bitterness gradually rose in her heart, only to feel that it was the current situation and her own retribution.

She took a deep breath and threw Bai Aya high through the cantilever beam, and then, tied Bai Aya firmly in a knot.

Her eyes were slowly becoming calmer, she stepped on the stool, and when she put the white silk around her neck, the past came flooding back, and even now, she still remembers the things about Wanzhong Mountain clearly.

You remember that when the two first got married, she was the young lady of the county commander's family, he was a rookie officer in the army, she was three years older than him, in her heart, not only regarded him as a husband, but also as a younger brother, she respected him, loved him, and even stupidly, protected him in her own way.

In her name, there is a word Yi, which she never told him, the word Yi, is a heart.

It's her heart once.

It was all given to him once.

Thinking of Qingzhou, thinking of Wanzhongshan's deep affection for Qingzhou, Wen Minyi slowly closed her eyes, and a crystal teardrop fell down the eye socket of her head, fell on the floor, and split into several petals.

She was ruthless, tiptoeing, and kicked the stool off her feet.

She would rather follow her mother than drag down her husband because of herself.