Soon after the little eunuch left, Wen Sicheng came to a palace, with a gold lacquer plaque with three big characters written "Yong'an Palace", and when he walked into the palace gate, he saw pavilions and pavilions, surrounded by rockeries, and under a pavilion not far away, there was a noble lady sitting around, surrounded by palace maids. The little emperor who was playing in the distance saw Wen Sicheng coming www.biquge.info saw Wen Sicheng coming, and ran to Wen Sicheng step by step and shouted: "Uncle, uncle, tell me the story of the war!" Wen Sicheng saw the emperor stumbling and ran over, and wanted to reach out to help, but he didn't dare, and saw the emperor running close and knelt down on the ground and said: "Chen Wen Sicheng asks the saint for peace." The little emperor giggled and said, "Get up, get up, uncle, tell me the story of the war!"

"Nonsense!" Zhang Xiuchun's displeased voice came from afar.

The little emperor stuck out his tongue, grimaced at Wen Sicheng, and ran to his mother. Wen Sicheng walked quickly to the outside of the pavilion and knelt down again, "Minister Wen Sicheng respectfully invites the Queen Mother Sheng'an." ”

"Get up, it's almost a family, don't pay attention to these false courtesies!" Zhang Xiuchun picked up the little emperor beside him and said slowly, "Sit down!"

After that, a eunuch moved an embroidered pier, Wen Sicheng thanked him and sat down, Zhang Xiuchun teased the child in his arms, and said: "Sicheng! How many years have you been going to the border?"

Wen Sicheng said: "Queen Mother, it's been more than three years!"

"It's been three years! It's been three years! Back then, you went on a personal expedition with the first emperor, it seemed like it was yesterday, and in the blink of an eye, it's been many years! Lin'er has grown so big!" Zhang Xiuchun spoke, and his tone gradually leaked and complained.

Wen Sicheng didn't know how to answer for a while, so he didn't say anything, just looked at the mother and son quietly, thinking that if the first emperor didn't die, this queen mother should take care of the harem chores for her husband every day.

"Sicheng, did you have any complaints when I sent you to the border back then?" Si Jian suddenly heard Zhang Xiuchun ask.

"Sicheng will become a general, for the country, that is an unshirkable thing, Sicheng has no complaints!" Wen Sicheng said sincerely, but there was no pretentiousness.

"You don't! But someone does, your sweetheart has stepped on the threshold of the mourning family by three inches!" Zhang Xiuchun said with a smile, and then said with a positive color: "Sicheng, when the first emperor was newly mourned, the turmoil in the imperial capital was surging, and how many families were staring at the mourning family! Therefore, you have to keep you away from the Jingshi, you must understand this! The intention of the mourning family is the same as that of the first emperor, but the gate valve is powerful, and there are some things that we have to figure out slowly!"

Wen Sicheng didn't expect the queen mother to be so frank, and it became clear after thinking about it. The emperor was young, the queen mother hung the curtain, and the decrees were issued by the prime minister and the Zhongshu order. Tan Yu can be regarded as covering the sky with one hand, if he does not return from the northwest this time, and the post of Taiwei falls into Tan Yu's faction again, then the world will be taken by Tan Yuyu!

Seeing the Queen Mother say this, Wen Sicheng immediately knelt down and said: "Please rest assured that the Queen Mother will be loyal to Your Majesty." ”

Zhang Xiuchun nodded when he heard the words and said: "With Aiqing's words, the mourning family will be relieved!" Suddenly, Zhang Xiuchun's words changed, looked at the emperor in his arms dotingly, and said softly: "Wen Aiqing, what do you think of my emperor's bones?" Wen Sicheng was stunned for a moment, and looked at the little emperor carefully for a while, slightly embarrassed, and didn't know how to speak. I only heard Zhang Xiuchun say: "Don't worry, the mourning family doesn't blame you!" Wen Sicheng continued: "Empress Dowager, His Majesty the Emperor is still young and a little thin, if you want to practice martial arts, I'm afraid you will have to suffer a lot!" Zhang Xiuchun heard him say this, although he knew it in his heart, he was also a little disappointed, and said: "Then Wen Aiqing, is it okay for the mourning family to hand over Lin'er to you for training?" Wen Sicheng was shocked and said: "Niangniang, Your Majesty is still young, I'm afraid it will be earlier!"

"It's not early, you have already started to practice martial arts at his age! I don't know what it will be like in the future! If this child is powerless in the future, how can you tell the mourning family to rest assured!" Zhang Xiuchun said worriedly, "Wen Aiqing doesn't have to refuse, the mourning family heard that you have leveled the lotus garden in the house and changed it into a school field, and this child will be handed over to you for training in the future, you will come to the palace every day and train this kid well for the mourning family, and you don't have to pay the face of the mourning family! Tomorrow, the mourning family will issue an order to make you the Taifu, and your majesty will study!"

Wen Sicheng couldn't help but be speechless for a while, "The Queen Mother, the minister is a military general, how can he be such a heavy rule, if the Queen Mother is like this, then tomorrow's desk can be piled up!"

Zhang Xiuchun thought about it carefully, the post of Taifu has always been a great Confucian, if the military general is allowed to resign, then the students in the world will not turn against the sky, and Zhang Xiuchun said again: "That's it, the official position is gone, but the emperor's martial arts can't be left behind, so it's decided!"

Seeing that the queen was so determined, Wen Sicheng no longer shirked at the moment, so he agreed.

"Go! The mourning family won't leave you to eat! If you don't let you leave again, I'm afraid that the threshold of the mourning family will be three points shorter!" After that, Zhang Xiuchun called a palace maid to the front and said, "You take the Taiwei to the palace of the lord of Xiling County!"

The palace maid responded to Wen Sicheng and said "please", and after Wen Sicheng thanked him, he followed the palace maid to Yingxue Pavilion. Wen Sicheng couldn't hide the excitement in his heart, the pace seemed to be a little brisk, and he couldn't do it, Wen Sicheng saw a palace not far away, the snow-white palace wall, a row of glazed tiles arranged in an orderly manner, the white jade pillar in front of the palace gate carved a dragon and a phoenix, the two palace doors had already been opened, and several palace maids in front of the door seemed to be in a hurry, looking in the direction they were coming from, a palace maid saw Wen Sicheng and the two, her face was happy, and she ran towards the palace. Another palace maid stood in front of the door with a smile and waited for the two.

When the two of them came to the door, the palace maid saluted Wen Sicheng and said, "The slave Xia He has seen Mrs. Wen. Wen Sicheng nodded and said: "The girl is reasonable, please ask the girl to pass it on, just say, Wen Sicheng wants to see the county lord of Xiling" The palace maid hid her face and smiled: "The county lord said, if Taiwei Wen comes, you don't need to pass it on, just ask the Taiwei to go in." After that, the palace maid ran away with a smile, and Wen Sicheng looked at the palace maid who was far away and thought to himself, "That is, you can train such an unruly girl." ”

Thinking about it, Wen Sicheng entered the courtyard of Yingxue Pavilion, it is spring, it is the time of spring, the peach blossoms in the courtyard are in full bloom, the peach trees are full of red colors, full of pink flowers, under a peach tree in the distance, a familiar figure, how many times in the dream of the haunted figure, now standing quietly not far away, Wen Sicheng did not even dare to take another step, for fear that this is another dream, for fear that in a step forward, everything in front of him will be dispersed with the wind, unconsciously, Wen Sicheng's steps are getting lighter and lighter, lighter and lighter; even so, in Wen Sicheng's ears, his every step is like thunderSuddenly, the two lines of tears on Wen Sicheng's face gradually slipped down, this iron-blooded man who had been fighting on the battlefield for many years, the man who had never frowned when he was seriously injured in the Kunshan War, at this time, was teary-eyed.

"Brother Wen, is that you?"

"Yes...... Be... It's me!"

Wen Sicheng has fantasized countless times about seeing her again, and countless times about how to talk to her when he says goodbye.

At this time, the beauty was in front of her, but Wen Sicheng couldn't speak.

Slowly, the woman in front of her turned around, looked at each other, and was speechless for a while;

Suddenly, Wen Sicheng walked forward quickly, dragged his beloved into his arms, and hugged him tightly, as if he wanted to strangle the beautiful person in his arms into his body;

"Qin'er, I'm back, I'm back!"