Lin Xuan thought at the beginning, one day, how about letting Xie Yu stand up?

He must not have thought about it.

His care for Xie Yu came from appreciation, and Da Zhou needed more people of insight, not what he personally wanted to do to form a party.

He didn't want anything in return, but he got it.

Unintentionally planted willows and willows.

But the growth of the willow tree needs rain, soil, and sunlight, all of which fell through Lin Xuan's hands.

Qiaoyu lowered her eyes.

"Father" is too far away from her, and what her father leaves her is only those small and trivial things in other people's mouths.

But she suddenly realized that it was these trivial things, like thin threads, that outlined the image of her father.

In the eyes of those people, Dingguo Gong, Teacher, Tianzhong Talent, Wen Taowu is omnipotent......

Tall, tall enough for her to look up to.

At the same time, it also made her feel uneasy.

Such a wonderful father, is she really worthy of this background?

Perhaps it was Xie Yu's imposing words that gave Qiaoyu courage, and she squatted down in front of the old lady's chair.

"I ......," she pursed her lips, looked into the old lady's eyes, and asked, "Can I really be the daughter of you and the grandfather of the first country?" I'm so ordinary......"

The old lady was slightly stunned.

These days, why didn't she feel Qiaoyu's confusion?

But she didn't chase after her, she was waiting for Qiaoyu to say it.

This hurdle, others are just helping, and only Qiaoyu herself can really walk out with her head held high.

"Qiaoyu," bent her eyes, and the old lady smiled gently, "Qiaoyu, do you know who took this name?" ”

Qiaoyu's eyelashes twitched.

That's what she called when she was a child.

Among a group of "big girls", "Erniang" and "Jinhua" in the neighborhood, her name is different.

However, there is a grandmother who has studied at home, and everyone thinks that the name was taken by the old lady, so no one thinks it is strange, and even, the eldest girl Erniang is very envious that she has a good name.

When she entered the mansion, she was led to the old lady, and the old lady also praised her for her good name, so she did not change it.

After all, there are many maids with similar names in various prefectures, which is not surprising at all.

But now, hearing the old lady ask, Qiaoyu suddenly realized.

She tentatively asked, "Is it Grandpa Xianguo?" ”

The old lady nodded.

"Coincidentally, from me," said the old lady with a smile, "you know my name, don't you?" ”

Qiaoyu bowed: "Your maiden name is Cheng, and a single name is a trick." ”

Under the trick, it is skillful.

"Jade, from your father," the old lady held Qiaoyu's hand and wrote stroke by stroke in her palm, "There is a sentence in "Erya", which is six inches big, which is called Xuan. Xuanyu, Xuanyu. ”

Qiaoyu's eyes tightened suddenly.

Is that her name?

With the talent of the first Dingguo Gong, he could also give her more elegant names, and he finally chose "Qiaoyu" because in the childhood life she was going to experience, this was the most "outstanding" name that would not make others feel strange.

They put their hearts into it.

Whether it's picking a suitable adoptive parent or settling on a soulful name.

Slowly, Qiaoyu buried her head in the old lady's knees, and uncontrollably, tears rolled in her eyes.

The old lady sniffed the tip of her nose, and her palm fell on Qiaoyu's head, stroking her long hair.

Qiaoyu didn't move for a long time.

The temperature of the palm of her hand was clearly transmitted to her heart.

It was her gentle and strong mother, and her tall, unreachable father.

After waiting for a while, Qiaoyu gradually calmed down the emotions in her heart.

The old lady helped her up and said softly, "Take this document to General Mao." ”

Qiaoyu went quickly.

When she returned, in the inner room, the old lady was packing her bags.

"Are you ......" Qiaoyu paused and changed her words, "Are we going back?" ”

"Yes, we should also go back to the capital," said the old lady, "go back and tell me everything, I also have people who I miss very much." ”

"Who?" Qiaoyu asked, "Grandpa Guo?" ”

"Not only that, but also," the old lady's eyes were full of nostalgia and anticipation, "my cousin. ”

Qiaoyu understood.

The "cousin" in the old lady's mouth is the real biological mother of Grandpa Guo.

Their mother and daughter traveled lightly and simply, and there were not many things, and after sorting it out, they notified General Mao again.

Mao Gu'an arranged for manpower to escort them back to Feimen Pass.

When he left the city, many people surrounded the city gate, pointing and discussing the inscriptions posted on the notice.

Qiaoyu whispered to the old lady: "We have received it here, think about it, we have already seen it everywhere in the Guannei, right?" ”

The old lady laughed.

At this time, in the capital, in addition to this article, Huang Taishi's text was also prepared, ready to spread through the post house and the fast horse.

The will to let Xie Yu lead the government soldiers and capture the Yan family in Qiyang has already been sent out.

And what Jingzhong was waiting for was a piece of news that made everyone look at each other.

Qin Yin and Lin Fan entered Qiyang City, captured Tang Chip and other officials, and took the Yan mansion, but someone from the Yan family escaped from the city through the tunnels in the house and disappeared.

The emperor sat on the dragon chair, listening to the news, his face gloomy.

Tunnel?

Digging from the city to the outside of the city?

Even if it was Qiyang City, it was enough to make the emperor's back break out in a cold sweat.

"It's disgusting!" Dong Shilang said, "What is an anti-thief, this is an anti-thief, and the minister has seen it today." ”

"Yes," someone chimed in, "compared to such a rebellious person, where does the Marquis of Yongning and the Duke of Dingguo seem to be rebellious......"

For a while, there was a lot of discussion in the Jinluan Palace.

Huang Taishi held the wat board in his hand and quietly glanced at the emperor's expression.

Seeing that the emperor's face became more and more ugly as the discussion underneath became more and more ugly, Huang Taishi took a step sideways and said, "Your Majesty, what should you do with it in the future?" Will you escort Yan and the others back to Beijing? ”

The emperor's brows furrowed.

Escorting them back, didn't it give Lin Fan the opportunity to lead the troops to approach the Beijing Division?

"Now that they have settled in Qiyang, the next step is to continue to move eastward, right?" The emperor said coldly.

There was a moment of silence in the hall.

Dong Shilang also clenched his fists.

Does the emperor still regard the old marquis and the Duke of Dingguo as rebels?

"Why?" He couldn't help it, and stood up and asked, "Where do they look like a rebel......

The emperor glanced at him gloomily.

He didn't answer the question, and he never wanted to testify for Lin Fan.

Taking a deep breath, the emperor gritted his teeth and said, "Instead of caring about the Qiyang Yan family, Zhongqing might as well care about it, who will guard this capital!" ”

In the queue, An Beihou and Feng Zhong had a lawsuit.

They are willing to defend it, and they will do their best to defend it.

If the answer given by Yongning Hou could not convince them, they would never sit idly by and watch the Great Zhou change hands.

However, if they stand up now, the emperor will definitely not trust them.

Just about leaving the old marquis and Dingguo Duke in Qiyang, the emperor didn't clean them up, and it was just because they made meritorious contributions when they fought Xiliang.

It's just that who else can ...... now besides them

"Please defend the city."

Feng Zhong was thinking about it, when he suddenly heard someone asking.

He looked up and saw that the one standing in the Jinluan Hall was none other than Zhong Qinbo.

Zhong Qinbo clasped his hands into fists, bowed in a deep manner, and said again: "Please defend the city." ”

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