Jingkou, Dongmei Village, He Wuji's House.
He Wuji stood in front of the main room, pacing back and forth. Ever since Sima Yuanxian's bad luck, he had moved back to his former residence in Dongmei Village, Jingkou, from the official residence in Jiankang City. He was still poor before he became rich.
The appearance, common clothes, earthen walls, dark lights, and windows for ventilation, anyone who sees a former general's house turned into this will shake their head and sigh.
This house is Liu Laozhi's old residence when he just moved south from Huaibei and settled in Jingkou. It has only three rooms. In addition to the woodshed in the east, the small wing in the west is where He Wuji's wife and daughter are sleeping.
Next, this main room is much more spacious. Behind a screen is the bed of He Wuji's mother, who is also Liu Laozhi's sister, Mrs. Liu. The old man has been ill for many years, and He Wuji has to stay in front of his mother's bed every day.
He would not go back to his room until the old man fell asleep.
It's just that today is a special day. The message must be written before dawn. After He Wuji stayed until his mother fell asleep, he returned to the front room and started writing furiously.
The weak oil lamp was always on, reflecting He Wuji's face with constantly changing expressions. All the intense ambitions and inexplicable grief and anger in his heart would all turn into his gnashing of teeth, eyes, clenched fists and waving movements.
Every time I think of something, I will immediately rush to the desk, write down what I think of, and then mutter a few words in my mouth. Until I am satisfied, I will gradually smile.
When He Wuji wrote the last few sentences, he then read: "On the day of the mission, the gods will be in the imperial court!" He suddenly looked up to the sky and smiled, threw the pen to the ground, tears streaming down his face, and said forgetfully, "Huan Xuan,
Your death has come!"
A cry of surprise sounded behind him: "Son, do you want to die?"
He Wuji was startled and quickly turned around and looked behind him. On the screen, he saw his old mother with white hair, her eyes wide open and looking at him. He quickly turned around and knelt down on the ground and said:
"My child was forgetful and disturbed my mother. Please forgive me, mother!"
Mrs. Liu quickly jumped down from the screen, stepped forward and covered He Wuji's mouth, and whispered: "Son, don't dare to speak nonsense. How did your uncle die?! Those words you just said
, if anyone hears it, I’m afraid our family of four will all die!”
He Wuji gritted his teeth tightly, clenched his fists tightly, and his joints crackled as he squeezed them. He shed tears and whispered: "Mom, this time I want to avenge my uncle and his family. Huan Xuan not only
He is the family enemy of our He family and the Liu family, and he is also a traitor to the country. My child has been favored by the Jin Dynasty since he was a child, and he has also been taught by you to be a loyal person and protect his family and the country. Now he is the enemy of the country and the family.
If you don't dare or forget about it, how can you watch your enemy continue to be free and easy, stealing the country and abusing the people? My child has decided that tomorrow, together with the righteous soldiers of the Beifu Army, we will raise troops to rebel against Huan. Tomorrow I will let Xiaotao take you to Jiangbei. Someone
They will take care of you, and if the child's uprising fails, they will also take you to Nanyan to join Ah Shou."
Mrs. Liu let go of her hand and sat back across from He Wuji. She stared at He Wuji motionless, her eyes full of tears, and she kept nodding her head: "Okay, okay, a good man, with a bloody heart and a grateful heart."
Righteousness, revenge for blood, worthy of being my son, worthy of being the nephew of the old Liu family! Your uncle did not teach you all these years in vain. Before, you abandoned your official position and went home, Du Men thanked you, and didn't care about worldly affairs. Although I didn't say it, I really didn't
I hope you become a cowardly wretch who saves his life, but I know that you have great ambitions, and one day you will find an opportunity to take revenge! Sure enough, you finally took action, and there is no need to send your mother to Jiangbei. This time, if you succeed,
Mom will follow you to sacrifice your uncle's family with Huan's head. If that doesn't work, mom will go with you and see your uncle at the foot of the spring. He will be proud of you!"
He Wuji gritted his teeth: "Mom, I have made all arrangements. If I succeed, you can come back!"
Mrs. Liu said sternly: "No, you are joining everyone to get rid of the thieves this time. How can it be possible for everyone to send their families away? If you do such a big thing, if you arrange for your family members to leave in advance, the news will definitely leak! This kind of thing must be done
If you do it, don’t think about turning back. The whole family’s life is at stake. No matter whether it is success or failure, there will be no regrets. Mom will not blame you, do you understand?”
He Wuji stood up and said sternly: "My child, I will obey my mother's teachings. This time I will leave no room for retreat and move forward in an indomitable way! I swear to eradicate Huan Xuan until death!"
Mrs. Liu nodded with satisfaction, looked at the paper full of words written on He Wuji's case, and said: "Mom, I see you have been talking here non-stop just now, what on earth is this? Is it the oath of devotion before leaving the army?
, or a mantra to pray to heaven?!”
He Wuji smiled and said: "This is a declaration of war written by the child. It is a declaration of war that was read to all the soldiers when they went out to fight and was sent to all the states and counties in the world, asking them to join forces to attack Huan Xuan. Mother, you are awake just now, and the child will give it to you.
Read it again. You should also keep an eye on the child!"
Mrs. Liu smiled and said: "Okay, you read it once, mother, listen. If there is anything you don't understand or think is inappropriate, I will ask you directly."
He Wuji nodded vigorously, picked up the proclamation, and read: "My husband's governance is caused by chaos, his rationality is not always peaceful, and his cunning is rampant, so he may be worthy of his sage. Since the Jin Dynasty, Yangjiu has been constructed many times, and since Long'an, it has been difficult to achieve peace."
In the royal family, the loyal ministers were crushed by the tiger's mouth, and the honest and good ministers were destroyed by the jackals. The rebel minister Huan Xuan, tormented people and ghosts, blocked the troops from Jing Ying, and violently tyrannized the city. The sky was not destroyed, and the ferocity flourished. After more than a year, the emperor Zuo was overthrown.
.The master went overboard, the misfortune was wrong, the artifact was destroyed, and the seven temples were destroyed."
At this point, He Wuji let out a long sigh and said sadly: "Mother, this paragraph talks about the unfortunate situation of the Jin Dynasty, when Huan Xuan usurped power and seized power. You should be able to understand it."
Mrs. Liu nodded: "You continue reading. I heard this paragraph clearly and it was written very well. By the way, did you say that the original Emperor of the Jin Dynasty was a misfortune and was not killed by Huan Xuan?"
He Wuji shook his head: "No, he just proclaimed His Majesty the King of Anyang at the abdication banquet two days ago. Now he is still under house arrest in the capital. We are raising troops this time to attack Huan Huan under the banner of restoring His Majesty's throne."
Where's Xuan?"
Mrs. Liu smiled slightly and waved her hand, signaling He Wuji to continue reading.
He Wuji said loudly: "The Queen of Xia suffered from Zhuo and died, and the Han Dynasty suffered from recklessness and Zhuo. It is not enough to compare with Xuan. Since Xuan usurped and rebelled, in the past few years, there has been severe drought, and the people have been lifeless."
In addition, the scholars are tired of transportation, the civil and military forces are trapped in construction, fathers and sons are estranged, and families are scattered. How can it be that only "Dadong" has the sadness of expressing the axis, and "Plum Plum" has the cum dumped in the basket? Look up at the astronomy and observe from above.
Human affairs, if this can last for a long time, who can perish? Anyone who has a heart, who will not be pinched?"
This chapter has been completed!