Half an hour later, Yun Yang walked out of the side hall, his eyes were full of excitement that could not be hidden, and he saw Wen Mianmian happily stepping forward to hold her hand, "I think, he is." ”

Wen Mianmian was also happy, feeling that this matter had finally come to a good end.

"Will you bring it tonight, or will you go early tomorrow morning?"

As soon as these words fell, a rush of footsteps came, and the person who came didn't even have time to salute, "Third princess, someone from the Zhang family said that the old general was not good, and he had fainted." ”

Yun Yang only felt dizzy for a while, and took two steps back, Wen Mianmian hurriedly helped her, "Take the person with you, go now." ”

As she spoke, she helped Yun Yang, who was trembling all over, and walked out, and Hua Jingyun turned around and went to call someone.

When the group arrived at Zhang's mansion, the imperial doctor had already arrived, and was administering needles to the old general, and the old lady Zhang sat outside wiping her tears, and saw Yunyang as if she had seen the backbone of the Lord's heart, "Your grandfather was talking to me, and suddenly he fainted, and his teeth were clenched." ”

Wen Mianmian hurriedly stepped forward to help her sit down, smoothed her back, and comforted her: "Grandma Zhang, Grandpa Zhang will be fine, you can't panic at this time, if Grandpa Zhang wakes up, if he knows that you have fallen, isn't he more anxious." ”

She glanced at Yun Yang, who put the small bronze sword in Old Madam Zhang's hand, "Grandmother, look at what this is?" ”

As soon as the little bronze sword was in her hand, Mrs. Zhang's eyes widened with excitement, and the hand holding the small sword couldn't help but tremble, "This... This is Xinyou's little sword, it's Xinyou's little sword. ”

Suddenly, he grabbed Yun Yang deadly, "Have you found Xinyou?" ”

She turned her head to look at Wen Mianmian, "You girl hasn't come here recently, are you afraid that I and your grandfather Zhang will be disappointed?" You're here today, do you have any news? ”

At this moment, Mrs. Zhang's eyes were full of expectation, and tears flowed down her cheeks.

Wen Mianmian's nose was sour, and he pulled out a smile, and motioned to Yiming Dao Chang to come forward, "Grandma Zhang, do you see if this Dao Chang is familiar?" ”

Old Madam Zhang grabbed Wen Mianmian's hand and stood up hard, stepped forward and took two steps, looking at Yiming Dao Chang with a good look, Yun Yang commanded, "Light two more lights." ”

In a few moments, the room with two more lights was much brighter than just now, and Old Madam Zhang couldn't help but reach out and touch Yi Mingdao's cheek.

"Like, really like."

"Xinyou should be like this when he grows up."

Ever since this Yiming Daoist learned that he might be the grandson of General Zhang, no one wants to know who they are, but they are afraid that the higher the hope, the greater the disappointment.

Even if he had already entered the door of Zhang's Mansion, he still restrained the desire in his heart, he was afraid that he would be disappointed, and he was even more afraid that the two old men would be disappointed.

Warm fingers caressed his cheeks, and he could clearly feel the old lady's hands trembling slightly, and he wanted to respond, but he didn't know how.

Wen Mianmian couldn't help but speak out, and told Mrs. Zhang Zhang how Daoist Yuan'an picked up Daoist Yiming, how he cured him, and how he had lost his memory.

Old Madam Zhang hurriedly instructed Mama Wu, "Quick, bring the wooden sword that Xinyou loves the most." ”

Mama Wu pressed her eye circles and went, and Mrs. Zhang's eyes were reluctant to take away from the person in front of her, "Like, it's really like, people outside the little one joked that your face was slapped from your father's face, and the pain of father and son is almost identical." ”

"Child, your name is Zhang Zhenming, your name is Xinyou, your father's name is Zhang Jingyu, he is a very heroic general, your mother is very gentle, especially good at embroidery, she embroidered the sun on your clothes when you were a child, I am your grandmother, and there is your grandfather in the house, who is treating ......"

Old Madam Zhang's tears rained down, her heart was sour, and soon a one-and-a-half-foot-long wooden sword was taken over, the wooden sword should have been touched for a long time, and the surface was already extremely smooth.

"Child, look at it, this is your favorite wooden sword when you were a child, it was made for you by your father, you said that after practicing the sword, you can kill the enemy on the battlefield with your grandfather and grandfather in the future, and come back with great military achievements."

"Look at it, do you remember?"

Yiming Dao Chang took the wooden sword, and when he saw the words 'I am invincible' engraved on it, he suddenly had a picture in his mind.

"Xinyou, this is a wooden sword made by Daddy for you, do you like it or not, when you are older, Daddy will give you a good sword, do you like swords or guns?"

"Xinyou, if you are afraid of hardship in practice, then it doesn't matter if you don't practice this skill, our Zhang family's sons and daughters will all go to the battlefield in the future, how can you make meritorious service if you complain like this?"

"Xinyou, Daddy will be back soon from this expedition, you work hard at home, and when Daddy comes back, I will take you to the military headquarters for training."

"Bless ......"

The sound of 'Xinyou', sentence by sentence exploded in his mind, and countless pictures spurted into his mind, making him unable to stand for a while, I don't know how long it took, it could be just a moment, the tears in the eyes of Yiming Dao Chang slid down, and he remembered it.

The joy of his childhood, the grief of his father's death, he remembered it.

He remembered that he had been taken captive, and that his captors had said that they would use the medicine he had come, and then, without knowing what had happened, he had been thrown away, and then he met his master, who had a small sword with him with a 'Ming' on it, and the master named him Yiming......

Kneeling down slowly, holding Mrs. Zhang's hand tightly, "Grandmother~"

"Grandmother, I'm Xinyou, I remember......"

Mrs. Zhang's tears were even more turbulent, leaning over and hugging this lost grandson and crying sadly, and the people in the room also wiped their tears, crying the most joyful with the child.

When the imperial doctor came out of the inner room, he saw such a scene, he had already heard the sound outside in the room, and the old general Zhang who woke up also heard it, although he couldn't speak, but he trembled with excitement, and muddy tears slipped out of the corners of his eyes.

"Old lady, the old general has woken up, and he is excited to hear the movement outside, so bring the child in."

"Yes." The old lady didn't have time to wipe away her tears, and said welcomely: "Son, let's go see your grandfather." ”

Several people hugged into the inner room again, and the imperial doctor sighed for a while, thinking that General Zhang was a hero in the twilight, and the evening was bleak, but after all, God had mercy on him, and he found the incense of the Zhang family, which was really blessed by God.

Hua Jingyun and Wen Mianmian did not follow in, and they were also very emotional when they heard the sound of crying and laughing inside, Wen Mianmian was crying with tears, but he was very happy in his heart, "Imperial Doctor Qi, Grandpa Zhang's family is very happy, will it be beneficial to his condition?" ”

Imperial Doctor Qi arched his hand, "The pain on the old general's body is one of them, and the depression in his heart is the second, Zhang Gongzi's return home is like a dose of immortal medicine, which will definitely solve the worries in the old general's heart, as long as he takes care of it, he may not be able to get better." ”

Wen Mianmian breathed a sigh of relief, and with a sweep of his eyes, he saw a very lonely person standing in the corner, this person was the person who was forcibly succeeded by the Zhang family, and now the grandson of the family is back, which makes this person very embarrassed.

Yuan Wu Dao Chang heard the sound in the room, and sighed long, if it weren't for his selfishness, General Zhang was only afraid that he would not be so sick, he clearly remembered that the spirit of General Zhang on the New Year's Festival was okay, and he went to the Annan palace to speak.

"It's the wrong way."