Looking at the vigorous soldiers in front of him, he recalled Zhao Changyuan's words last night, "You have something that others don't have." Only then did Zhiwen feel that he suddenly realized that he couldn't laugh or cry.
A few hours later, the warm sun was shining brightly, and Gong Yueyue squatted in front of the bed and kept shaking Zhao Changyuan: "It's time to get up, it's already noon."
"Get up! Get up! You pig! How long do you plan to sleep?"
Zhao Changyuan squinted his eyes with difficulty and murmured softly: "But madam... I don't go to bed until dawn..." The key is that he has not slept so sweetly and comfortably for a long, long time.
But a foul smell suddenly penetrated his nose. When he opened his eyes, he saw an unknown fluffy white object in front of him. He subconsciously knocked the white hair off his face with his hand:
"What is this thing that smells so bad?"
What is it? A Persian cat with a big butt! Gong Yueyue watched with great joy: "Snowball, hahaha, get out quickly, uncle doesn't welcome you."
Happy days are always the same, but they always make people willing to repeat them endlessly. They stay up late at night, stay in bed in the morning, go to the military camp to finish their errands, then come back to take care of the children, fight cats, teach their wives how to play nunchuks and ride horses...
The satisfaction and happiness in Zhao Changyuan's heart were unparalleled. He silently prayed to God to let these days last longer. If it could last longer, it would be great if it could last until he grows old and dies.
But he knew in his heart that these eternal and ordinary happiness were just his extravagant hopes at the moment. He was burdened with too many things that he had to bear. His responsibilities to the country, to the soldiers of the three armies, and to the thousands of frontier people.
responsibilities, and the hatred in his heart that he cannot ignore whether he is alive or dead...
However, God did not let him be happy for long. Just one month after he returned to the Zhao Mansion, a sudden visit from a man disrupted Zhao Changyuan's peaceful life.
That night, all the old and young gathered together happily in the Zhao Mansion, with cups, plates, chopsticks, and fragrant rice. Suddenly Shitou and Xiao Huzi ran in together, and Shitou whispered beside Zhao Changyuan: "Master! There is a very special person outside.
Want to see you."
Zhao Changyuan put down his bowl and chopsticks and asked, "Who is it?"
Shitou frowned slightly and said, "I don't know, but Master, I think this person is seriously injured and is in danger!"
When Zhao Changyuan heard this, he estimated that the matter was not trivial: "Take me to see it!" After saying that, he stood up and left the dining table.
Just as Xiao Huzi was about to follow him out, Gong Yueyue grabbed her sleeve and asked, "Who is he? Did you not see clearly or don't you recognize him?" She felt that her heart was about to jump out of her mouth. If it was Xiao Juan,
But what should we do?
Little Huzi scratched his head: "Little one, I don't recognize that person."
"Oh." Even so, she dropped the dishes and followed him out.
When they arrived at the gate of Zhao Mansion, a group of guards gathered around a man lying on the ground and murmured. Zhao Changyuan walked over and took a closer look, and was immediately shocked: "It's you!"
When Gong Yueyue heard her husband's exclamation, her heart went cold. She took a few steps and rushed over to take a look. The face covered with blood did indeed look familiar... "Isn't this the junior brother of Bad Young Master?"
She muttered something in her mind.
Zhao Changyuan had already stepped forward to hold Lin Moyan's face, looked at the other person's pupils, detected his aura, and then shouted to the guards beside him: "Carry him in, call a doctor quickly, hurry up!
"
"yes!"
When Lin Moyan opened his eyes with difficulty, the first thing he saw was Zhao Changyuan's worried face. "Brother Zhao... I... didn't die... I'm really lucky..."
When Zhao Changyuan saw him waking up, he breathed a heavy sigh of relief: "The doctor said that you suffered a skin injury, but you lost too much blood. If you had been a step too late, you would have been unable to save yourself. How did you get injured?"
When asked about this, Zhao Changyuan noticed that Lin Moyan glanced hesitantly at Gong Yueyue who was standing behind him from the corner of his eyes. He said calmly: "I won't hide anything from my wife. If you have anything to say, just say it."
Lin Moyan pursed his chapped lips, and then said intermittently: "My injury... is nothing. It was Leader Lu... who sent me to ask for help from you..."
"Help? What happened to Aunt Qing?"
"Last time you... took Yonggu Pass and destroyed the foothold of the Liao Army and Xixia. But you didn't expect... the Liao Army... the Liao Army set its eyes... on our Mingjiao General Forum...
"
"Such a thing could happen!" Not only Zhao Changyuan jumped, but even Gong Yueyue was shocked.
Lin Moyan smiled bitterly, and then said even more feebly: "Actually... they killed them half a month ago... we... fought them to the death for half a month... we can't hold on... we can't hold on anymore...
"
Hearing these words, Zhao Changyuan and his wife were shocked. There were only a few members of Mingjiao, and they actually fought with tens of thousands of Liao troops for half a month! How much perseverance and courage does this require?!
When Lin Moyan said this, his eye circles were slightly red: "The leader said... we won't hesitate to fight until the last person... but... the people in the villages near our main altar... may suffer...
Already..."
"I don't have the strength to talk nonsense to you...Brother, I...please help you...save us..." After saying this, he grabbed Zhao Changyuan's sleeves, his eyes full of pleading.
Gong Yueyue walked to the door and ordered the boy outside: "Little tiger, give him some medicine quickly."
Little Huzi immediately stepped in with the medicine: "Okay."
Zhao Changyuan patted Lin Moyan's shoulder and comforted him softly: "You should rest first and have a good sleep. When you wake up, we will make a good plan."
After walking out of the guest room, Zhao Changyuan kept his head lowered and remained silent.
Gong Yueyue tugged on his clothes from behind and asked, "Do you have an idea in mind?"
He stopped, simply sat on the bench next to him, and pulled his wife beside him: "Madam, what do you think of this matter?" Seeing her pouting and not speaking, he added with a smile.
One sentence: "I won't bite you if you make a mistake."
She looked at their feet and said with a serious expression: "If we don't save them, we will die."
"If we want to rescue each other... that's the border of the Western Region. How can we, the Song soldiers, send troops to rescue us? Even if they are willing, our emperor will not agree."
Zhao Changyuan was convinced by Gong Yueyue's two words. He hugged her face and kissed her: "My wife can be my military advisor."
Her cheeks turned red and she pouted and said, "You're still talkative. Think about what to do."
Just as Tian Hai and Shitou left quickly, Zhao Changyuan heard someone calling him from behind: "Zhao'er."
"Dad." "Dad."
Zhao and Gong responded obediently and made way for their father to walk in the corridor.
But Zhao Xiong did not intend to leave just now, but asked in surprise: "What happened?"
Zhao Changyuan didn't even think about it: "It's okay."
But these three words happened to hit Gong Yueyue's decisive words: "It's a small matter."
Zhao Xiong frowned and his face became a little serious: "What happened?"
This time Gong Yueyue obediently shut her mouth, lowered her eyelids and said nothing. Zhao Changyuan thought for a while, and finally decided to hide the matter. "Dad, it's really not a big deal. The child can handle it well, don't worry."
Although he felt a little unhappy, Zhao Xiong also knew that his son had really grown up. Even if he had something to hide from him, he could no longer threaten him with a French stick like before. What's more, his wife was still by his side.
Protect... "Okay, then I'll go back to my room." If you don't want to say it, don't say it.
Seeing Zhao Xiong walking away, Gong Yueyue asked in a low voice and in confusion: "Why didn't you tell dad about such a big thing? Aren't you afraid that he would peel off your skin if he found out later?"
Zhao Changyuan raised his eyebrows and muttered: "I don't want dad to get involved in matters related to Aunt Qing."
Upon hearing this, Gong Yueyue laughed, hugged his arm and said in a weird voice: "Oh~ I don't see you being so filial at ordinary times, but at critical times, you still protect your mother."
He said seriously: "Of course, my mother is devoted to my father, and I don't want to cause any complications."
She also responded seriously: "You should believe Dad, his feelings for Mom are far beyond what he usually shows."
"I believe in my father. But I also remember what you said - don't be afraid of thieves stealing, just be afraid of thieves missing you." He clearly remembered that when Lu Ranqing was getting along with him, Shi Zhao would because of something about him.
His expression and certain actions were so similar to Zhao Xiong that he stared blankly until he lost his mind. He had seen that look in Yang Yiyi's eyes and in his wife's eyes, and he knew what it meant.
Gong Yueyue saw that he said he had noses and eyes, and she was even more happy: "You are so good that you don't want to learn from me. You just want to learn these irrelevant things from me... But, I think, this matter also concerns our lives."
Song Bianfang, your father is the Privy Councilor, is it really appropriate not to let him know...?"
He thought about his wife's words in his mind, and finally sighed and said helplessly: "What you said does make sense. Please wait a little longer until I, Jing Yuan, He Yong, and the others come up with a proper countermeasure."
It's not too late to tell my dad. It saves one more person to worry about tonight."
Gong Yueyue agreed with his opinion, and then said: "Then I will prepare some snacks for you." There is no better wife than a husband, not to mention there is a top foodie tonight... If we don't prepare it for them, they will have to eat it in the middle of the night.
The maids and servants were pulled out of bed to serve the food. It was so cruel.
Zhao Changyuan grabbed his wife who was about to leave and called out affectionately: "Madam..."
She felt hot in her heart, knowing that he felt sorry for her, so she said softly: "I'm not tired or sleepy."
Unexpectedly, he smiled sweetly, like the Tianshan snow lotus blooming in the night: "Prepare some more glutinous rice balls. If you still have the glutinous rice chicken tonight, heat it up for me." He was eating happily at that time, but was stopped in the middle of the meal.
I was called out, but I still miss it now...
Gong Yueyue's cheeks twitched, she threw away his hand and said angrily: "I know."
He Yong rushed to the Zhao Mansion first and was led to the study by Tian Hai. Young Master Pan also arrived within half an hour, saw Gong Yueyue in the courtyard, and started complaining to her. "You guys have to be like this in the middle of the night.
If you find me out, my wife will think that I am messing around outside." (To be continued)