Faced with the sorrow, misery, and devastation of his son, what else could Changsun Wuji say?
He could only sigh and said with relief: "At least... my life is saved. Fang Jun punished you in such a vicious way. The evil spirit in his heart has been released, and he will definitely not be entangled in this matter again. He may as well go to the army.
Our eldest son's family started with military exploits, but now we have no influence in the army. You need to practice hard this time. As long as you achieve military exploits, who would dare not to look at you differently?"
These words are heartwarming and lung-warming, but who believes it?
Everyone in the hall kept silent.
How could Changsun Dan be going to the army for training? He was being sent to the army!
Even if he died on the battlefield, he would not have the slightest merit...
Moreover, with the reputation of "being raped", how could he be reused in an environment where masculinity is so strong in the military?
It's hard to believe that some dirty person would suddenly become malicious and do it to Changsun Danlun again.
Anyway, the storm has broken out, and the dangerous road has been cleared. Wouldn’t it be refreshing for everyone to go in and out...
Of course, if Changsun Dan really died in the Western Region, it would be a happy ending for everyone.
Now, eldest son Dan has become the laughing stock of Chang'an, and the eldest son's family has also lost face and reputation. Military merit is the most important thing in the Tang Dynasty. If eldest son Dan dies on the battlefield in the Western Regions, he will wash away his shame and become the eldest grandson in twenty years.
The first direct descendant of the family to die in battle is considered a rare honor.
It's just that I can only whisper this kind of thing in my heart, but it's hard to say it out.
After all, we are a family. We should not only value family ties, but also protect Changsun Wuji's face...
The eldest Sun Jun stepped forward to help the eldest Sun Dan, with an indignant look on his face, and said angrily: "Sixth brother, don't worry, my brother is in Chang'an, and he will definitely find this place back! How can I, a descendant of the eldest grandson family, allow others to bully me like this?"
Changsun Dan said sadly and angrily: "Second brother, I must avenge my brother! This brother's life is ruined, wuwuwu..."
Since returning home, he felt ashamed and embarrassed.
Now that I finally have my backbone, how can I not express my grievances?
"Shut up!"
An old man with white hair and beard pointed his halberd and yelled: "You made your own decisions and almost put the eldest grandson family into crisis. You didn't reflect on yourself. Instead, you lost your body to the slanderous bandits and brought shame to my eldest grandson family! Now I don't know that I was wrong."
Where are you going to provoke Fang Jun again and again? Do you want to watch the eldest son's family cut off from the Guanlong Group and not be reconciled to His Majesty?"
Changsun Wuji's face was ashen.
After all, he was his legitimate son, but he was scolded like a hog and a dog...
But it was his son who made the mistake first and became the laughing stock of the world. He had nothing to say.
He could only say in a deep voice: "Let's go to the back house to settle down first, and let the doctor Haosheng in the house make diagnosis and treatment."
Changsun Dan had no choice but to shut up, obediently return to the back house, and let the doctor diagnose and treat him. The doctor's medical skills were unknown, but his knowledge was quite extensive. He was used to this situation of being forced to walk on dry roads, so he suffered as a result.
The trauma is also well known.
It's just that Rokuro's trauma was a bit serious...
But when I think about it, I feel relieved. After all, I have been turned around several times, and it is a blessing that nothing fell out.
I carefully applied the medicine, prescribed another prescription, and gave some careful instructions before leaving.
Only then did several wives and concubines gather around him sadly, asking for help and being gentle and mean-spirited.
Changsun Dan lay down on the kang, covered his head with the quilt, and shouted like crazy: "Get out! Get out of here! Do you think I don't know your thoughts? You all want to see my joke, right?
Everyone wants to know how I was ravaged, right? Get out! Get out of here! You don’t need to pretend..."
His mood at the moment was sensitive and fragile, and he could not bear even the slightest bit of ridicule and ridicule. The more he faced people close to him, the more he felt that his face was being torn apart, and the more he felt ashamed!
The wives and concubines were so frightened that they became silent and ran out tremblingly.
The eldest grandson in the room, his head buried in the quilt, burst into tears.
Heartbroken...
Three days later, officials from the Jingzhao Mansion came to the door and urged Changsun Dan to set off immediately and rush to the Western Regions Army.
Changsun Wuji didn't say a word, he just told Changsun Dan to be careful in everything.
It's not that he doesn't want Jingzhao Mansion to give him a few days of grace, but he knows that such words are in vain. Jingzhao Mansion is tightly controlled by Fang Jun, so there is no room for others to speak. He raised it rashly and was bound to be rejected.
In the end, it was my face that hurt...
Changsun Dan had no choice but to endure the pain and go on the road sadly.
Fortunately, Fang Jun did not go too far and allowed the Changsun family to send two doctors to accompany him all the way to take care of Changsun Dan's injuries.
Jingzhao Mansion dispatched four soldiers and detained Chang Sun Dan on the road.
In the morning of that day, they left Chang'an City and headed west, heading straight for the Western Regions.
Changsun Dan looked back at the thick and powerful walls of Chang'an City, feeling desolate and resentful at the same time. I fell into your hands, Fang Jun, to cause this danger today. When I return to Chang'an in the future, I will definitely fight you to the death.
!
We were on our way for the first time that day. Everyone was exhausted. In addition, Changsun Dan was injured and had to go only about twenty miles.
We set off the next day and didn’t go far.
Because the weather was very cold at this time, Changsun Dan's bed was quite heavy. After walking for dozens of miles, he had another attack, and his crotch was stained with blood... He had to settle down early in a posthouse next to the official road.
The four Jingzhao Mansion soldiers were naturally full of complaints.
One person said displeasedly: "With this method, in what year and month can we reach the Western Region?"
Another person was also dissatisfied: "How can you expect these proud and wealthy children from aristocratic families to walk on two legs? Just wait and see, we can return to Chang'an probably in the summer..."
Several people were dissatisfied, but they were afraid of the power of the eldest son's family, but they could only keep their dissatisfaction in their hearts, not daring to say anything, and allowed eldest son Dan to dilly-dally.
Changsun Dan also felt aggrieved!
It's not that he deliberately delayed his trip, it was because the trauma he suffered in the back yard was too serious. Every step he took was a heart-piercing stabbing pain, as if he was being torn apart. The pain was unbearable. After taking a few steps, he was covered in blood and sticky
A mess...
A few soldiers were swearing and cursing, and he naturally saw it in his eyes.
Although he felt unhappy, he also knew that he would have to have a lot of contact with these people along the way. If he formed a grudge at this moment, there was no guarantee that these people would be detrimental to him.
It is said that from the Sui Dynasty to the present, if a prisoner who has been sent to the army has offended the soldiers in custody, or if the enemy of the prisoner gives money to the soldiers in custody, he will often find a dark and dangerous place halfway along the way.
place, slaughter the criminals and bury them on the spot.
Throughout the ages, there have been countless heroes on the way from Chang'an to the Western Regions and Lingnan, the two places where the army was exiled...
Changsun Dan didn't think that he could sit back and relax as he was a descendant of the eldest sun family. Who knew if these people were sent to die by Fang Jun?
He had no choice but to hold back his anger and sent the accompanying doctor to use money to order a table of luxurious food and drinks in the post house for several soldiers to enjoy.
Just obey it well, even if it is a dead soldier sent by Fang Jun, you must first stabilize it and observe it secretly...
At night, Changsun Tan tossed and turned on the fire bed, unable to sleep.
That area was severely injured, and the pain it endured was even worse than that of a broken hand or leg. Every moment was a kind of torture that touched the soul. The pain was so painful that people wished they could kill themselves with a steel knife, so that they would never have to endure this pain again.
Such inhuman pain...
The two doctors were so busy that they didn't sleep for half the night.
Until late in the night, I applied medicine to Changsun Dan and served him to drink the medicinal soup. Changsun Dan was tired, sleepy and tired, and finally fell into a deep sleep.
The moon is dark and the wind is high, and silver frost is everywhere.
A group of knights approached the inn at lightning speed...
When they arrived at the door of the post house, a postman who had been awakened long ago stood guard at the door and shouted loudly: "Why bother waiting for someone to ride a horse in the middle of the night and disturb people's dreams?"
The leading knight stood proudly motionless on horseback, while the knights around him dismounted one after another. Someone took out a badge from his arms and threw it away.
The postman then took a look at the lantern in front of the door, and quickly and respectfully returned the waist badge, saying in a flattering tone: "I don't know that this is the honorable person in front of you, but you are all small-minded. Please forgive me for my sins. The leakage is deeper at night."
, please come into the post house to rest."
The knight on horseback stood still.
The rest of the people strode towards the gate of the post house. When the post guard approached, one person stretched out his long arm, pulled out the horizontal knife from his waist with a "choking" sound, and slashed the post guard's neck with a sharp slash.
The moon is cold and clear, and the sword shines like water.
A human head rolled down, and hot blood spurted out like a fountain, falling to the ground, melting the silver frost all over the ground...