When Wang Xian returned to the King's City, the generals were wise enough not to bother him with anything, so as not to disturb the brief reunion between the father-in-law and his wife and daughter.
Wang Xian also put aside all his worries and devoted himself to playing with his daughter with Baoyin.
"My dear daughter, where do you want to go? Daddy and mother will take you there." Wang Xian was not inexperienced in raising children. He smiled and used the same tricks to coax Wang You.
"It's no fun outside, let's stay at home." Ah Heng smiled and shook his head.
"You can stay at home. Where are the toys I bought for you? Take them out and let's play together?" Wang Xian also said with a smile.
"No need, I'm tired of playing." Ah Heng shook his head.
"Then I'll catch you two little white rabbits to play with?" Wang Xian tried another trick: "Cats, puppies, and hedgehogs are also okay?"
"Haha..." There seemed to be a hint of helplessness on Aheng's little face.
Of course Wang Xian didn't believe that such a young child would feel helpless, and continued to show off: "Then daddy, let me sing a song for you. I have a lot of children's songs that no one has heard."
"Then...okay..." Ah Heng reluctantly agreed.
"Little rabbit, be good, open the door..." Wang Xian began to sing with all his strength, and Ah Heng patiently listened to a few songs. When he sang, "Under the bridge in front of the door, a group of ducks swam by, come on, come on, count them."
Count, two, four, six, seven, eight...' Ah Heng finally couldn't help it, covered his mouth and said: "Let's just sit and chat..."
"Uh..." Wang Xian had a black line on his forehead. No matter how dull he was, he still felt deeply despised.
"Haha..." Baoyin on the side couldn't help laughing anymore. She originally wanted to continue admiring Wang Xian's embarrassed look, but under Wang Xian's pitiful eyes, she still explained to him: "This girl
She is a big kid, so just don’t treat her like a child."
"I am exactly the same as you..." Wang Xian smiled bitterly, pinched his daughter's tender tofu-like face, and said seriously: "Okay, what do you want to talk about?"
"How tall is my brother? Do you know my sister?" Aheng asked seriously.
"As tall as you, of course I know that I have a sister. I have been talking about coming to the grassland to find you all day long." Wang Xian smiled at first, but as he spoke, he sighed and said: "Actually, dad these days
When I was in the capital, he was in Jinan, and we met very rarely."
"Hey, will it have to be like this in the future?" Aheng asked again.
After two questions, Wang Xian no longer regarded his daughter as a six or seven-year-old girl. He shook his head firmly and said, "After dad returns to Beijing and has finished handling the matters at hand, he will take you and your brother to the capital for reunion.
When the time comes, I will persuade your mother to come along."
"We, children, have nothing to do with your adults' affairs." Ah Heng immediately shook his head and said.
"Are you still a child?" Wang Xian smiled bitterly and rubbed his daughter's little head. When he was six or seven years old, he didn't even understand what this girl looked like.
The afternoon to evening was spent in a serious dialogue between father and daughter. The two talked about family relations, social ethics, astronomy and geography, and from astronomy and geography to the origin of mankind. Thanks to Wang Xian
He knew a little bit about everything, so he didn't show his timidity in front of his daughter.
But in fact, there were a lot of things that were fooled, but her daughter didn't hear it. But did she really not hear it? Thinking of the 'haha' sneers she made from time to time, Wang Xian felt unsure at all.
It was almost Xu time when Aheng yawned and ended the conversation with satisfaction. He smiled approvingly at Wang Xian and said, "Dad knows more than mother. I have collected questions for several years, so I know the answers."
After hearing this, Wang Xian felt as if he had received the approval of the whole world, and laughed happily: "That's right, my father is famous for being able to answer questions. There is no one in the world who is more knowledgeable than me!"
"Haha..." Ah Heng laughed again.
"Okay." Baoyin finally spoke, glared at Ah Heng and said, "It's true, you kid, you have to ask so many questions at once."
"I'm afraid that next time it will be a few years later and I have forgotten what to do?" Ah Heng muttered. Wang Xian was stunned, but Ah Heng climbed onto the bed, waved his hands and said, "I'm going to sleep, you guys?"
Please do as you please."
"..." Wang Xian looked at Baoyin in surprise, but Baoyin shook his head. Wang Xian turned around, sat beside his daughter's bed, helped her untie the pigtails on her head, and said softly: "Daughter,
Daddy, let’s sing you to sleep.”
"If you want to sing, just sing." Ah Heng was a little helpless, but at least he didn't object.
When his daughter closed her long eyelashes, Wang Xian patted her gently and sang in a low voice:
"The moon is bright, the wind is calm, the leaves cover the window lattice,
Crickets, called clanging, are like the sound of strings.
The sound of the piano is soft, the tune is melodious, and the blue rocker swings gently,
My baby, close your eyes and sleep in your dreams."
"Little sheep, when it misses its mother, it bleats twice.
Baby, she smiled slightly in her sleep.
Her eyebrows are light and her face is as red as a sweet little apple.
My sweetheart, little baby, your parents will always be by your side."
Amid Wang Xian's unpleasant singing, Ah Heng fell into a deep sleep. Wang Xian stared at his daughter again and again, trying to engrave her little appearance in his heart.
After a long time, he wanted to get up and go out to talk to Baoyin, but he found that his sleeping daughter's white and tender little hand was still tightly holding the corner of his clothes.
Wang Xian's heart was suddenly touched again. He took a deep breath and said to Baoyin with a sore nose: "Did you tell her that I was leaving?"
Baoyin shook her head, gently combed her daughter's hair, and whispered: "I didn't say anything. Most likely this clever ghost guessed it himself."
"Hey, I owe you two so much..." Wang Xian looked at Baoyin apologetically and said sadly.
"It's good to know." Baoyin glanced at him charmingly and said, "Don't worry about minding your own business. We both have been cheated on for so many years, and we don't care if we are cheated again."
"There won't be another time." Wang Xian promised in a deep voice.
"Your credit is not very good." Baoyin chuckled and said: "Forget it, since you are going to fight for your life, I won't argue with you." He said sternly: "You caught me
What are you going to do with those guys?"
"I'm going to take Cha Kehan and Darhan with me on the road," Wang Xian had already made up his mind and said to Baoyin, "As for the three Arutai masters..." After a pause, he said, "It's enough to just leave one Abu alone.
Now, let’s put him back in Mobei.”
"Oh?" Baoyin said a little surprised: "I thought you wanted him to move all the people south."
"I have thought about it carefully. These people are like cutting leeks, killing one crop after another. We cannot kill all the Tatars and Duoyan, otherwise the Jurchens may take advantage of the situation and rise up." Wang Xianchen
He said: "Let them live half-dead. When I have my hands free, I will find a way to completely bring the Northeast to the king's kingdom."
"Okay, I'll do whatever you say." Although she likes to act petty, Baoyin always puts the overall situation first. "By the way, Tuohuan sent people to beg for mercy, and I don't want to accept them anymore."
Tuohuan is the son of Mahamu. Back then, the Wala people were forced to die by Arutai. He and his uncle Taiping led the crowd to defect to Baoyin. Baoyin ignored the previous suspicion and placed them in the Hetao. This group of ungrateful people was trapped in the Chile River.
The war betrayed Baoyin, leading to the defeat of the Hetao Army, which led to the subsequent battle to defend Dawang City, Wang Xian's dispatch of troops to the grassland, and a series of other incidents.
Although Baoyin leads people to be tolerant, it does not mean that she can tolerate repeated betrayals.
"Okay, you can deal with them first, and then kill them when the time is right." Wang Xian seemed to be talking about a trivial matter, but the Oara tribe has long been different from what it used to be. Now it has less than 10,000 soldiers, so it is really not worth it.
Put more thought into it.
"I understand, eldest master." Baoyin said with a smile: "In a word, everything must be focused on the overall situation now, so that the eldest master can give it a go and fight the emperor."
"Haha..." Wang Xian wanted to retort, but that was indeed the case, so he had to smile sheepishly.
"What should I do with Yang Pu?" Baoyin asked again, "Do you need me to kill him?"
"No, let him go." Wang Xian shook his head and said, "Our enemy is not him."
"What are our chances of winning?" Baoyin endured it again and again, but still asked the question she wanted to know most.
"To be honest, it's not big." Wang Xian shook his head and smiled bitterly: "The troops that the imperial court can mobilize are ten times or twenty times that of ours, and the status of monarch and ministers is there. It is difficult for us to get the support of the army and the people. People and people are not with us.
Fang, how difficult is this battle?"
"So we must fight quickly." Baoyin said softly.
"Yes, the longer we delay, the greater the possibility of our failure." Wang Xian sighed: "Besides, rather than fighting on the battlefield, I am more worried that the emperor will always find ways to shake our military morale." After a pause, he said:
"Hey, who cares about righteousness but not me? One moment, the soldiers may have followed me unswervingly, but the next moment, their thoughts may turn to the emperor. So, I really don't want to leave until the last moment.
Go this way."
"But we have no choice," Baoyin held Wang Xian's hand and said softly: "As long as the emperor still has the slightest embarrassment to tolerate you, he will not even let you in."
"I know..." Wang Xian cheered up and said with a smile: "Since there is no way out, let me fight my way out!"
"Well, I believe you will definitely win." Baoyin nodded and encouraged Wang Xian: "Because you are my man!"
"Haha, of course!" Wang Xian held Baoyin in his arms and said proudly: "Wait for my good news!"
At this time, Dai Hua's voice sounded outside the door, "Master, it's time to set off."
Baoyin stood up and put on Wang Xian's war robe. Wang Xian kissed Baoyin, then leaned down and kissed his daughter's forehead, then opened the door and went out, disappearing into the vast night.
At midnight in the King's City, torches were like dragons, and the soldiers who had not washed away the dust of battle set out on the journey again...