The water vapor was soaked. The sound of water was heard in the room. The white slender feet fell to the ground with warm water stains. The body with a rich charm of water vapor was wearing a dress and walked out of the screen. The golden sunlight shone in from outside. When it fell into the room, Qiao Ying sat in front of the bronze mirror for a while and then opened the door. Then with a bang, something suddenly fell into it.

The woman quickly called out, "Shao'er." She helped up the figure that had been curled up on the ground. Sun Shao, who was holding a wooden stick, was still confused, "Why did your son get into his mother's room?"

"Why are you sleeping outside the door?" Qiao Ying went to the closet to find a piece of clothes she had changed on the way and put them on him. Then she noticed the stick in her son's hand, "You have been sleeping outside all night?"

Sun Shao said 'um', waved the stick, and raised his chin slightly: "My father is not at home, so those who are sons must protect their mother. The uncle wanted to bully his mother last time when he returned to Wujun, but unfortunately Shao couldn't beat him at a young age. Now I'm one year older and have a little more strength, so I'm not afraid of him this time!"

After hearing what he said, Qiao Ying's face also smiled, and she squatted down and put her son on her shoulders. She looked at the bright sky outside, and the corners of her eyes were slowly soaked: "My Shaoer has grown up and knows how happy it is to protect her mother. If your father can see you, I don't know how happy it would be."

Sun Shao's chin was resting on the woman's shoulder, looking at the furnishings in the front room, and whispered: "Mother, does Shaoer look very similar to his father? Will he be good to ask him to teach me martial arts when he comes back? Those generals used to say that my father has the reputation of being the little overlord of Jiangdong, and must be very powerful."

"It's very awesome. Shao'er will be the same as your father in the future." Qiao Ying touched his head, then stood up and put the wooden stick aside, "Let's go and see your uncle. You must have prepared something delicious for you."

While joking, the mother and son went to the front yard and walked through the exquisitely carved eaves of the corridor. She didn't walk fast in a long skirt. Looking at her son trotting to the front, there was a little smile on her face. The courtyard outside the eaves was full of green and flowers blooming. She let out a gentle breath: I hope Bo Fu can come back soon.

When I arrived at the front yard, a maid was waiting under the eaves and invited the mother and son into the main hall. After entering the hall, Sun Fu, the first person behind the case, stood up, hugged Sun Shao who rushed over, and reached out to invite Qiao Ying to sit down. "Zhong is busy with matters, so I have to let my cousin wash your mother and son. When you come, is it okay for the old lady and monk Xiang? You have not returned to Wujun for two years, and you don't know what happened at home."

"The old lady is in good health. My mother and son come here, so Shangxiang has to stay at home to take care of her and cannot follow us." Qiao Ying still has a good impression of the cousin in front of her. After all, the other party followed her husband to fight in the three counties, and the family affection, comrades, and the monarch and ministers were mixed in, and they were particularly deep.

"Hahaha, it's good to be strong." Sun Fu caressed the long beard, and he stopped urging the woman to drink. He picked up the drink and took a sip, and said, "It's just that Zhongmou asked you, mother and son to travel from Wujun to Jianye for a long distance. What's wrong with it? Or do you want to travel around? But now there are not peace around Jianye and there are enemies everywhere, so it's better not to leave the city."

Sun Shao, beside the woman, put down a big bite of roast chicken, and stared at her eyes angrily: "My mother and I didn't think about it, it was not the uncle who 'invited' here." His tone in the word 'invited' was quite unhappy.

"Shaoer..." Qiao Ying gently pulled the corner of her son's robe and called out softly.

In fact, she kept looking at Sun Fu's reaction at the first place. After all, the only people who know the news that his husband was not dead were she and her sister... At this moment, a maid carrying dishes came over and walked into her sight. She glanced at the outline of the other party. Qiao Ying's eyelids suddenly hopped, and the word "sister" almost subconsciously rushed out of her throat. However, the maid on the opposite side just focused on putting down the dishes, looked at her with her eyes, and turned around and left without hesitation.

"No wonder, no wonder, Shaoer and Bofu are both generous in nature, and they will be a rare tiger general in the future!" Sun Fu did not pay attention to the maid who turned his back to him. He smiled generously and waved to Sun Shao: "The long journey is also hard, Shaoer quickly eats more. If it is not enough, my uncle will let the kitchen do it again."

In a very harmonious scene, Sun Quan, on the other side, poured wine from Yijue and Yijue, his face turned red, his eyes stared straight at the desk that had been cut off by him and the Baihong Sword placed beside him. He remembered the faces of the advisers under his command. When he said something, he poured wine into his mouth, and the wine stains flowed down the corner of his mouth to the purple beard, and then fell off his robe.

"These people's hearts are so dirty..."

Back then, his father and brother were brave in the battlefield, so he had to read books. In the past, he felt that in the future, he would rely on politics and courage to control the country. He knew that using the vanity and greed of those aristocratic families could be better than his father and brother's achievements. However, when danger approached, these people did not take him seriously in their ordinary and respectful words. His past words and words made him feel bored and disgusted in Sun Quan's heart.

"Lord, you're drunk." Zhou Tai wanted to come and help him.

"Go away!"

"Only when I get drunk, I can see the faces of those people clearly!"

Sun Quan staggered and broke free from his hands. He originally wanted to scold the other party, but he didn't do so. Today, he received a series of information and understood that the counties around Jianye were all in the hands of the enemy, and the emperor of Jin, Gongsun Zhi, should soon be at the city. What will happen next? He no longer needs to think about it.

Then, those ministers who had shown their loyalty in front of him would smile and go to Gongsun Zhi to beg for mercy, continue to be their aristocratic family, and continue to be local officials. Occasionally, when there was another Sun Quan in Jiangdong, it would only become some topic of discussion for them in the future: the Jiangdong child is worthy of competing with His Majesty, his foundation is just inheriting his father and brother, and he also deceives you and me... and so on.

Thinking of this...

Sun Quan knocked over the Tongjue on the desk table with one hand, picked up the Baihong sword, brushed his wide sleeves, pulled it out with a clang, pointed out of the door, and his voice was low: "Youping, go and mobilize the troops quickly, and generals Zhang Zhao, Gu Yong, Luo Tong, Xue Zong, Yan Yan, Zhuge Jin, Yu, all the young and strong servants sent to the city wall to assist in defending the city. If anyone pushes and stops, he will kill him on the spot, and no one will be left!"

"Master, this..."

"Go quickly!" Sun Quan's beard glared at him angrily: "You don't listen to me anymore?"

Zhou Tai sighed and raised his hands heavily: "—Yes!"

...

On this day, the mighty army began to encircle Jianye on three sides. In the crumbling city, in this sunny noon, more than 12,000 troops led by Zhou Tai and more than 12,000 soldiers and horses entered the households recorded on the list, with blood, screams and tears. At this moment, they threw the sky into the huge city.
Chapter completed!