Shen You left for two months and there was no news from him. No wonder Shen You was away from home and fighting, and his whereabouts were uncertain, so it was very difficult to get a family letter.
She seemed calm on the face, but in fact she was always worried in her heart. Now that she finally had definite news, she could breathe a sigh of relief.
Feng Shaojun read the letter several times and made sure that only the last sentence showed a slight hint of lovesickness. He couldn't help but purse his lips and smile.
Anyway, Shen You's temperament is like this. It is impossible to write any sweet words in a letter. Even if they meet in person, the most they can do is hug her tighter.
That night, Feng Shaojun slept particularly peacefully and soundly.
The next day, Feng Shaojun met Xu and said with a smile: "Grandma, Shen You won the battle and will be back soon."
Mrs. Xu hurriedly clasped her hands together: "Thank God, thank Bodhisattva, I finally came back safely."
This is what you have to bear when you marry a military general. Every time you lead troops on an expedition, it means a long separation and daily worries. Only when you return safely can you breathe a sigh of relief.
Shen Xu's eyes sparkled: "Mom, is daddy really coming back soon?"
Feng Shaojun smiled sweetly: "Yes, dad will be back soon."
Shen Hao also looked excited and happy: "That's great, I miss my dad so much."
Shen You is a cold-faced general outside, with a cold temperament and a serious attitude. Everyone under his command is in awe of him. Once he returns home, he immediately transforms into a loving father to his children.
Therefore, Shen Xu and Shen are good brothers and sisters, and they particularly like Shen You.
Feng Shaojun usually had a smile on his face, never had a sullen face or lost his temper. But for some reason, both brother and sister were afraid of her.
…
With Mr. Xu around, Feng Shaojun had no worries. After settling his children, he took a carriage and went out.
Jixiang was also on the carriage and asked in a low voice: "Madam, should I go to the tea shop today?"
Feng Shaojun grunted, quickly took out the disguise medicine, disguised each other, and then put on each other's clothes. Jixiang held her face in front of her and went to the teahouse, while she quietly went to the private house.
There were many secret agents, and a lot of news came in every day. After Feng Shaojun entered the private house, he read the news of the past two days one by one, and gave orders one by one, or sent important news to the capital.
After finishing these tasks, Feng Shaojun went to see the children reading and practicing martial arts.
The young men and women who bought it five years ago have been sent to various places as errands. New people come in every year, and now there are about thirty or so in front of us.
In addition to here, Feng Shaojun also has two private residences. Each private residence houses a similar number of children. Among them, some are orphans brought back by Shen You from outside the customs. They are originally orphans from the Tatar tribe, and they are trained After training, they were secretly sent out of the customs. It was obviously easier to sneak into the Tatar tribes than with Han Chinese faces.
After finishing my business, half a day has passed.
On the carriage back, Feng Shaojun and Jixiang changed back to their original appearance and identity.
All this was done very skillfully and very quickly. Everything went as usual, it was an ordinary day. Until evening, the sound of hoofbeats of a fast horse broke the tranquility of the Shen House.
"Madam, this is an urgent message from the palace." Chi Xiao came in a hurry to report.
In the palace?
Feng Shaojun's brows moved, and he reached out to take the letter. He didn't open it in a hurry. He opened his mouth and ordered: "Bring the person who sent the letter."
After a while, the messenger knelt in front of Feng Shaojun.
Feng Shaojun glanced over and recognized this face. Back then, she was working as an errand in the capital and had hundreds of spies under her command. This was one of them.
However, she recognized the visitor, but the visitor did not know that the beautiful and gentle general's wife in front of her was the famous Eunuch Feng.
"Whose letter is this?" Feng Shaojun asked bluntly.
The person who sent the letter replied in a low voice: "Mrs. Qi, this is a letter written by Eunuch Yang himself. He ordered me to deliver it to the border town. He also said that it must be delivered to Madam."
In the past few years, Feng Shaojun and Eunuch Yang have been exchanging letters. About once every two months. The last letter was more than a month ago.
Feng Shaojun suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, and he opened his mouth and ordered: "Please step aside and rest first."
After the messenger withdrew, Feng Shaojun opened the letter. After taking a look at it, his heart sank.
After her various warnings and reminders, Eunuch Yang secretly asked the imperial doctor to check his pulse every once in a while. Some minor ailments that were innocuous before were discovered early and treated promptly. Eunuch Yang safely survived the death disaster in his previous life.
More than a month ago, Eunuch Yang suddenly suffered from a splitting headache.
Emperor Qing'an was also shocked and immediately ordered the imperial doctors to examine Eunuch Yang. After several imperial doctors diagnosed him, he found that there was a foreign body in Eunuch Yang's brain. It started with a headache, and soon became confused and comatose.
No one knows how long he can live.
To Emperor Qing'an, Eunuch Yang was his most loyal servant and his family member who had been with him for decades. Emperor Qing'an felt extremely sad when Eunuch Yang suffered from such an incurable disease.
Naturally, Eunuch Yang could no longer do his job, so the emperor allowed him to recuperate in the palace. He also asked the imperial physician to give Eunuch Yang daily acupuncture to relieve pain.
Eunuch Yang is the first person to do this job as a chamberlain.
The letter in Feng Shaojun's hand was written by Eunuch Yang himself, and the handwriting was far less neat than before.
"...I have been purified since I was a child and entered the palace. I have long forgotten what my family looks like. In these years, I have only adopted you as my adopted son."
"San'er, my adoptive father is dying. The only regret is that I can't see you before he dies."
Feng Shaojun's nose was full of sourness, his eyes were hot, and his right hand holding the letter kept shaking.
…
An hour later, Feng Shaojun appeared in front of Xu.
Feng Shaojun's eyes were red, and he had obviously just cried. Xu was shocked: "Shaojun, what happened? Is it Shen You..."
"He's fine." Feng Shaojun's voice was cryptic: "It's because my adoptive father is seriously ill and is about to die."
After hearing this, Ms. Xu felt a pity in her heart: "Eunuch Yang has been very kind to you. Now that he is seriously ill and dying, he is still thinking about you. It's a pity that he is so far away and you can't send him on his last journey."
Feng Shaojun's eyes turned red, and he said quietly and firmly: "No, I want to rush back to the capital to see my adoptive father one last time."
Mrs. Xu did not object, but sighed in a low voice: "It's hard to come and go again and again. Eunuch Yang is recuperating in the palace, can you enter the palace again?"
Feng Shaojun nodded: "When I left the palace that day, I handed my belt back. Later, my adoptive father quietly took the belt into his private house. After I go back, I can enter the palace as Feng San'er."
"A pair of children are entrusted to their grandmother."
Feng Shaojun is soft on the outside but strong on the inside, and is very decisive. Whatever he decides to do, he must do it.
Mrs. Xu sighed: "As long as I'm here, you don't have to worry about home. Just go!"
