Chapter 691 That person is not worthy of being a dragon(1/3)
Tao County.
All the people are staying at home.
The same is true for Pei Jian.
He was standing in the yard, while his wife Huang was cooking pancakes in the kitchen.
"Are you going to run away again?" Mrs. Huang was mumbling in the kitchen.
The boss, Pei Zhe, was helping to light the fire. Hearing this, he raised his head and said, "Mom, where are you going?"
Huang shook his head and stretched out his hand to wipe the sweat, hiding the desolation in his eyes.
She remembered that year very clearly. After the palace coup, her father-in-law returned to Chang'an...
"Leave now!"
Pei Jiu was so majestic that the naughtiest child in the family felt like seeing a cat and a mouse when seeing him.
But as the eldest daughter-in-law, she still had the courage to ask why.
Pei Jiu said calmly: "There is a change in the palace. Someone will probably come to capture him later, so go quickly!"
The family quickly packed their things...a few clothes, shoes, and money, but nothing else was allowed.
The less the better!
More than ten guards came in, and Pei Jiu stood in the courtyard, looking in the direction of the palace with his hands behind his hands.
"Aye!"
Pei Jian took the lead and everyone knelt down.
Pei Jiu didn't look back and waved his hand, "From now on, I will live anonymously and live a good life!"
Pei Jiu looked majestic, and Pei Jian asked: "Aye, what about you?"
Pei Jiudan said calmly: "Emperor Wu is a bit of a disciplinarian, so he went to the palace to have a look for his father."
Immediately, the family stood up and said goodbye.
Before Huang left, she looked back. She saw Pei Jiu looking back at them, with kindness in his eyes that she had never seen before.
This was the last time she saw her father-in-law Pei Jiu.
Along the way, you should take small roads if you can. The road was extremely difficult. The children couldn't stand it anymore and cried and wanted to go home. The adults couldn't stand it anymore either and said they would rather die...
But they still survived Guanzhong.
Out of more than ten guards, only two were left when they left Guanzhong.
The troops sent by Northern Xinjiang to assist have arrived.
More than a hundred riding gifts.
Their heads were tied with white cloth strips, and they looked sad and angry.
Only then did the Huang family know that her father-in-law Pei Jiu had already gone... In front of the imperial city, Li Yuan and his son were frightened with a knife, and then they committed suicide and went to Jiuyou to clear the way for Emperor Wu.
The only two remaining guards knelt down towards Chang'an, drew their swords and committed suicide.
The rest of the way is easy to walk.
These northern Xinjiang cavalrymen were afraid of them wherever they went.
They disguised themselves as a caravan and followed them northward.
At the checkpoints encountered on the road, when they saw Dai Xiao's Northern Xinjiang cavalry, they silently opened the roadblocks.
I remember that there was a checkpoint that was guarded by an old pawn.
While the old soldier struggled to move the roadblock, he muttered, "Unjust, Mr. Pei!"
At that moment, Mr. Huang burst into tears.
Pei Jiu, injustice!
But the imperial power is supreme and cannot be said!
When they arrived in northern Xinjiang, Huang Chunhui met them quietly, arranged their accommodation, and told them not to go out unless they had nothing to do.
There is no way, Jingtai has many informants in Northern Xinjiang, if they are discovered...
The family then lived in seclusion until Huang Chunhui fell out with the emperor.
Now, the war begins.
Victory, Huang Chunhui is in trouble.
If he fails, it goes without saying that the emperor of Chang'an will exile his family to a place where birds don't poop.
"I don't know what's going on." Mr. Huang sniffed and flipped the pancake, "It's very fragrant! Da Lang smells it."
Pei Zhe said with a dark face, "Auntie, I am the boss, not a child."
Huang smiled and said: "No matter how old you are, you are still a child in my mother's eyes!"
Pei Zhe lowered his head, his face illuminated by the flames.
"So happy!" Huang secretly cheered herself up.
Woohoo!
Faintly, she raised her head and said, "Listen, Sir, is it a horn?"
Pei Zhe nodded, "Yes! It's a horn, the sound of an attack."
"Which way?"
"It's our side."
"Attack..."
Mrs. Huang had no intention of making pancakes anymore, so she left the matter to her son and hurried to find Pei Jian.
Pei Jian stood in the yard, his broad back giving him a sense of security.
"Husband, how are you?"
Pei Jian shook his head, "It should be that he was charging and killing repeatedly."
"We...maybe win?"
"Yes!" Pei Jian nodded vigorously.
"Aye, if you are here..." When Pei Jiu was still there, the Pei family was the top wealthy family in Chang'an. Times have changed, and the Huang family has adapted to today's life, but it's hard to avoid feeling sad every time I think about it.
"Aye is watching!"
Pei Jian pointed to the right.
Only then did Huang discover a eucalyptus table placed under the eaves on the right.
On the eucalyptus table, the memorial tablet of my father-in-law Pei Jiu stands solemnly.
Facing north.
It was as if he was watching his former subordinates and thousands of troops fighting.
I don’t know how much time passed before the horn sounded again.
Pei Jian's body was shaken.
"Husband!" Huang felt that it was similar to the previous horn sound, but she couldn't tell the difference.
"Yes... the whole army is pressing down." Pei Jian clenched his fists, "Is Uncle Huang planning a decisive battle?"
There is some commotion outside.
Pei Jian squinted and said, "Let the children carry knives."
"Leave?" Huang asked.
Pei Jian shook his head, "No!"
Kill the enemy!
If something goes wrong, he will take the children to the top of the city to protect Taoxian and Northern Xinjiang.
Just like my father did back then.
"Wan Sheng!"
Cheers came from the direction of the city.
"What?" Huang stumbled to the door, first looked out through the crack in the door, and then listened anxiously.
"Wonderful victory! Wonderful victory!"
The cheers are spreading, coming all the way.
"Wan Sheng!"
The clatter of horse hooves.
To be continued...