Chapter 2657 Zheng Yuanshou and Changsun Wuji who heard the bad news
Zheng Yuanshou, who was over seventy years old, suffered from neurasthenia. He tossed and turned every night and had difficulty falling asleep.
Just like tonight, until he gave birth to his son, he was hugging a delicate and soft concubine and gradually fell asleep.
Just as he closed his eyes and was about to enjoy the sweet dream, Zheng Yuanshou opened his eyes immediately after being whispered one after another.
After finally closing his eyes, Zheng Yuanshou, who was disturbed, sat up angrily, slapped the bed and shouted harshly.
"Who! Don't you know I've already rested?"
"Sir, I deserve to die, but this letter from Jinyang is of great importance, and I don't dare to delay it even a little bit."
Zheng Yuanshou, who was having his concubine caressing his heart to calm down his anger, heard Jin Yang's letter. He looked at the darkness outside the window and could only groan in annoyance.
After asking his concubine to retreat to the back room, Zheng Yuanshou opened the door and saw the housekeeper standing outside the house with a wax pill in his hand.
Taking the wax pill, Zheng Yuanshou crushed it into pieces without hesitation, revealing a crumpled piece of paper inside.
After just two glances, Zheng Yuanshou couldn't help but let out an exclamation, staggered and almost fell to the floor.
The housekeeper hurriedly stepped forward and hugged the white-haired patriarch of the Zheng clan. At this age and skinny, if he fell, even if he was still alive, one or two bones would be broken.
"Master, are you okay?"
"I'm fine, I'm fine. You can quickly go to each house and ask if they have received any news from Jinyang."
"Ah, this... this point?" The housekeeper glanced at his master with a confused expression, and then at the dark midnight night.
"..." Zheng Yuanshou also reacted and pursed his lips helplessly.
But the problem is, at this time, I really want the housekeeper to go to every house, knock on the door and shout, and have a good night's sleep.
Zheng Yuanshou didn't think that those clan elders or clan leaders were about the same age as him and in much worse health than him.
To be able to face this news calmly and calmly like myself. In the middle of the night, if the joy comes over, it is difficult to find a doctor. Forget it...
He took another look at the note he held in his palm. Such news had already stimulated his spirits.
Even though my old arms and legs couldn't get up, I still didn't want to sleep.
After Zheng Yuanshou was stunned for a long time, he could only say to the housekeeper.
"That's all, let the messenger come over. I have something to ask him."
Soon, after the man delivered the secret message, he took a few bites of food hastily.
The messenger had already slumped down on the couch, ready to take a nap, and was soon brought to Zheng Yuanshou.
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In the early morning, I received the news that Changsun Chong, whose lights in the study had not been extinguished all night last night, hurried to the study.
The steward who was guarding outside the study wisely stepped aside. Changsun Chong approached the door of the study and asked in a low voice.
"Father, my son is here to say hello."
After a breath, Changsun Chong heard his father's hoarse and dry voice coming from the study.
"It's Chong'er, come in quickly."
Pushing open the door of the study room, I saw my biological father, Changsun Wuji, sitting in front of the table with a candlestick on it.
There is still a short piece of candle left, only the candle flame on top is crumbling, as if it will be extinguished at any time.
And the eyes of his biological father, Changsun Wuji, seemed a little dull, and he was staring at the small flame...
Changsun Chong walked over carefully and slowly sat in front of Changsun Wuji. At this moment.
The candle, which had finally bottomed out and was difficult to maintain, was finally extinguished, leaving only a wisp of green smoke...
Changsun Chong saw his expressionless father and unknowingly burst into tears.
"Father, what happened to father..."
Changsun Wuji picked up a handkerchief to wipe away his tears, and then forced a smile to his son Changsun Chong.
"It's okay. As a father, I just saw this candlelight shining brightly, and it will eventually turn into ashes. For a moment, I felt that life is like a candlelight, which will eventually end..."
"By the way, Chong'er, why are you here, but you need to find a father?"
Changsun Chong looked at his father's somewhat difficult smile and asked with concern.
"Father, I just heard that someone sent a letter to my father last night, and the lights in the study stayed on all night."
"The boy was worried about his father, so he came over to see if his father had been up all night, right?"
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"Oh, don't listen to their nonsense. My father did receive a letter last night and wrote back to the other party.
I accidentally fell asleep here and forgot to put out the candle."
Changsun Wuji casually made up a reason and said to the filial eldest son.
"By the way, your wife has always been in poor health. Remember to pay more attention to her, do you understand?"
"Okay father, the child knows..."
Changsun Chong saw that his biological father, Changsun Wuji, seemed to have no interest in talking, but fortunately the emotion on his face was not strange, so he could only stand up and leave.
After Chang Sun Chong left the room, Chang Sun Wuji slowly took out the letter sent by Chu Suiliang from his sleeve.
Changsun Wuji has read this letter countless times since it was delivered to him last night.
He could even recite every word in it, but the more he did it, the more Changsun Wuji understood that, Your Majesty, I am afraid that he has really...
Even in these years, the relationship and distance between the two have gradually become farther and farther.
However, the two have known each other day and night since they were young, and their fighting friendship that has shared joys and sorrows has lasted almost throughout most of their lives.
But now, this close comrade-in-arms actually took the first step, which made Changsun Wuji feel miserable, but also couldn't help but feel the sadness of a hero's end.
The death of this old comrade who knew him well means that a new king will be imprisoned in the Tang Dynasty.
As the saying goes, once the emperor has one courtier, if the prince Li Chengqian, who is a stranger to him, ascends the throne and becomes the emperor.
If you think about it by looking at the nails on your toes, you can predict that the fate that awaits you will definitely not be bright.
Changsun Chong hurriedly arrived at the door of his mansion. As soon as the door was opened, he saw several carriages parked outside his mansion.
A gray-haired old man came down from the carriage at the head of the carriage. It was Zheng Yuanshou, the head of the Zheng family in Xingyang who had visited many times.
It's just that although Zheng Yuanshou looked very energetic today, he obviously had two dark circles under his eyes, which seemed to be caused by lack of sleep.
"I've seen Zheng Weng. Zheng Weng came here so early, but he has something to see my father?" The eldest grandson rushed forward and saluted, and took a look at the sky. Isn't it too early?