"Wen Waiter......" Fu Rou lowered her head at Wentu's hot gaze, "It's all this time, why are you still making fun of it?"

"That's right!" Wentu said in a serious voice, "Now that General Nie is here, the county lord should hand over that secret letter to me, right?"

Fu Rou was stunned, and slowly raised her head to look at Wentu, this is a secret letter related to the lives of countless people, in case Wentu is not used properly, Brother Wang and Dongtu may be threatened, there are still some doubts in her eyes, as if asking: How do you let me believe you?

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Wentu came back to his senses for a long time, seeing that Fu Rou was still a little worried, he couldn't think of any good way to persuade for a while, and slowly paced in the house, the atmosphere became awkward, he remembered the scene of Fu Rou learning to dance with the Mu Nu Festival in "Southern Dynasty", if he could evoke a trace of memory, maybe he would get twice the result with half the effort in the future, so he suddenly raised his hand and fiddled with it, and his legs were twisted and bent, and he muttered to learn Fu Rou: shake his sleeves, make Lan dance, talk about shame......;

However, Wentu's movements were very clumsy and ugly, like a farmer raising his hand to pick fruits, and even Wentu himself couldn't help laughing.

This action startled Fu Rou, and just about to avoid it, she suddenly heard the song in her heart, and a sour feeling rushed out, and her eyes couldn't help but blur, it was obviously a joyful speech, why were you so bitter?

In the dark, God drove these dilapidated men and horses to the foot of the border mountain that almost no one cared about. The three of them moved out of the village again and continued along the winding mountain road, hoping to find a place at the foot of the mountain.

As June draws to a close, the air here is unusually fresh, and it is not as hot as in the Imperial City. Occasionally, Yang Yu on the side of the road also showed a gust of breeze, carrying the spike fragrance of the farm on the side, and took a hard breath, and suddenly felt that the internal organs were cleansed.

Wentu was relaxed, so he accosted Nie Liang, because Fu Rou already had the intention of giving a letter, lest the young general stop him, all the inside stories made Nie Liang stunned, deeply resentful of his reckless behavior at the beginning, and even more hatred for King Pan in his heart. Fu Rou had no intention of appreciating the scenery, nor did she intend to listen, most of her brain was occupied by Wentu's shadow, thinking about it, she unconsciously snickered, seeing that Wentu and Nie Liang didn't pay attention, she hurriedly made a serious look and walked forward.

"Servant Wen! Waiter Wen ......," Fu Rou suddenly called softly.

Wentu turned his face to look at Fu Rou, only to see her face frightened, staring ahead with wide eyes, so he also fixed his eyes on the front.

Who's that?!

The reins in Wentu's hand suddenly fell off, and there was also a stunned person standing in front of him!

Wrapped in a gray scarf on his head, dressed in a coarse cloth ploughing coat, with a white skirt cloth tied around his waist, and a wicker dustpan in both hands, he looked much thinner, that was Zhuo Ji!

Zhuo Ji opened her mouth wide, as if she didn't believe the scene in front of her, and shook her head a few times, it was still Wentu!

The dustpan was instantly taken off, she was busy bending down to pick it up, staring at Wentu in a daze, suddenly came to her senses, threw away the dustpan again and ran straight to Wentu, still shaking her arms so sharply, and losing her square inch under her feet, she was out of breath after only a dozen steps, "...... Kindness...... Eun Gong!"

Wentu also suddenly woke up, "Emperor...... Profound...... Why are you here?!, "So, when I passed through this place as I went south that day, the mother and son who were looking from afar were indeed Zhuo Ji Bi'er.

Fu Rou and Nie Liang found that the village woman in front of them was indeed the queen, and they were about to kneel down to pay homage when Wentu stopped them, hinting not to alarm Zhuo Ji for the time being.

"I ...... I ......" Zhuo Ji couldn't speak at all, swallowing hard and struggling to calm herself.

"Not busy, not busy!" Wentu soothed when he noticed that Zhuo Ji was out of control.

Zhuo Ji stood up for a long time, and finally shed tears, shaking her head sadly and repeating: "Engong, you are Engong, you are worshiped by Zhuo Ji!"

"No, never!" Wentu didn't understand what was going on, and hurriedly grabbed Zhuo Ji, how could he be visited by the queen, "Zhuo Ji, what happened, did you come here after you came out of the fire?"

Zhuo Ji only then did he bend down to salute, "I've seen the county lord, I've seen the general," her eyes wandered and looked at Fu Rou cautiously, seeing that she was in a wedding gown and dressed luxuriously, she couldn't help nodding her head and said to Wentu: "Now Zhuo Ji is at ease, there is a lover who ends the relationship, congratulations to the county lord and Brother Wen on their marriage......"

As soon as Fu Rou heard that the queen had misunderstood herself, she stepped forward to support her to explain, but Wentu pulled the words again: "Zhuo Ji, it's hard for you, are you already?" He didn't dare to say anything about the queen, so he had to ask questions.

Zhuo Ji didn't know what Wentu meant, nodded, still staring at Wentu reluctantly: "When I was in the capital, I met a sister in the same village, she told me, mine, my Xianggong has died in the fire, Brother Wen just saved the people's daughter, but I have always been regarded as a Xianggong, I didn't expect that a care is eight years, if it weren't for you, Zhuo Ji would have died in the fire, how can there be Bi'er, Zhuo Ji really can't repay Brother Wen's kindness." ”

Wentu let out a long breath, although he proved that he was not Zhuo Ji's father-in-law, but the one who died in the ruins was not the son, and the son was the current emperor!

Fu Rou hurriedly lowered her head, but the corners of her lips kept moving, and a slight smile fell.

"Zhuo Ji, what about Bi'er, what about Childe?" asked Wentu nervously.

"Don't hide it from Brother Wen, Zhuo Ji has married Gongzi and Gongzi, and now she lives in a cold house," Zhuo Ji shyly fiddled with her hands, "Bi'er is also there, it's just that he doesn't know all this, and he still keeps shouting that you are Daddy." ”

Fu Rou and Nie Liang were surprised at the same time, so to speak, the emperor was in this small village, and he actually married his queen by chance, but how is this possible?

"Zhuo Ji," Wentu was both excited and happy when he heard this, but he was instantly frightened, could it be that the emperor had decided to abdicate the throne, "Didn't Gongzi Ni tell you anything, is he doing well now?"

Zhuo Ji shook her head again, and said bitterly: "When Gongzi was in the fire in the other courtyard, I don't know if it was because of the excessive fright or because of the blow caused by the falling wood, I still can't remember the past, and now life is fine, but the government has increased taxes, I'm afraid it will be ...... next year" said this, she stopped talking.

Wentu gestured to Fu Rou and Nie Liang with his eyes, everything should be done at the right time, and the two nodded silently.

Under the guidance of Zhuo Ji, Wentu and his entourage came to a small courtyard in the north corner of the village, saying that it was a courtyard, surrounded by only thin thorn fences, saying that it was a house, but the adobe was built together, short and shabby, Wentu felt sour in his heart, this is the residence of the emperor, the queen and the prince?

"Daddy-" Bi Zi suddenly found Wentu, rushed over, jumped up and grabbed Wentu's neck, "Dad, you're finally back, Bi'er misses you so hard......" said, tears puffed down, and after a glance, he put his little face against Wentu, and then moved away, looked at it again, and still pasted it.

"Bi'er......" Zhuo Ji shouted, but her eyes dodged to observe Wentu's expression.

Wentu smiled without a mustard, nodded at Zhuo Ji, and said that he would not object to this title, and he couldn't tell Bi Zi the truth at the moment, and listening to this familiar crisp voice shouting Daddy, his heart was finally hot.

When Nedi heard that someone was coming from the house, he also hurried out of the inner room!

Nie Liang was shocked, although it was Zhuo Ji's words, he still sweated on the back of his neck, after all, he had assassinated him! Fu Rou saw the emperor for the first time, he was neither tall nor short, he looked very simple, but his face was gloomy, and he hurriedly leaned over after just looking at it, and seeing that Wentu had no intention of kneeling, he subconsciously moved behind Wentu.

"Who are these officials?" the emperor smiled slightly and asked his wife.

Zhuo Ji's sad expression resurfaced, pointing to Wentu, "This is Wentu who rescued us in the courtyard that day," and gestured behind Wentu, "This is the county lord of Dongtufu, and General Nie." ”

"Childe, this is my father!" Bi Zi wiped away his tears and said happily.

Fu Rou and Nie Liang's bodies shook at the same time, and they looked at Wentu vigilantly.

Wentu didn't mind at all, and said to the emperor: "Childe, in the picture below, it's just a grass people, and I hope Gongzi will forgive me for disturbing me here today." ”

"Where, where!" The emperor and Zhuo Ji have been married, and they have already resumed their original names, and they have already heard Zhuo Ji say that the Wentu in front of him is just his wife's savior, Bi'er is used to shouting, "You are our savior, please come to the house, it's just that the house is surrounded by walls, and it is crowded, I'm afraid I will treat a few officials slowly." ”

Nie Liang breathed a sigh of relief at this time, leaning over slightly and not daring to speak.

In the hut, there is almost no place to stay, except for kitchen utensils and other daily necessities, which is shabby and embarrassing. Wentu couldn't help but be extremely sad, the current summer is better, how can the harsh winter be lived? Fortunately, the emperor has finally been found, no matter what his condition is, the queen mother will not impose the missing fault on Dongtu, so that he is somewhat sure of bringing down King Pan.

"Childe," Wentu was also a little weak-hearted, after all, it was the current saint in front of him, "It's better to be like this, Childe was framed by someone, let's take advantage of the night to return to the capital tonight, find an inn to live in for the time being, tomorrow we buy a house and then move in, I don't know what Childe and Mrs. think?"

"Okay!" Bi Zi replied first, he knew that Daddy wouldn't stay here for long, as long as he could be with Daddy, he could do anything.

The emperor said embarrassedly: "Nie's family is poor, and he has already received the grace of a scholar before, how can he bother you again and covet comfort, so Nie is really unhappy." ”

Although Zhuo Ji hesitated, she still nodded with Xianggong.

Fu Rou glanced at Wentu with a little dissatisfaction, the meaning was very clear, where did you get so much silver, you don't want to give it yourself, this flattery is too much, so she stepped forward and said, "Nirvana...... Childe, I and my wife also had a relationship, got along for a while, the purchase of a hospital is nothing, this is not a bother, if there is a chance to cure the child's illness, maybe we can still get the favor of the son, can not go on like this, and Bizi still needs to study private school, so it should be this matter. ”

The husband and wife glanced at each other, looked at Wentu and Bi Zi in his arms, and finally nodded.