Farming Happiness: Husband, Come and Plough the Fields

As the leader of the Yu Family Hidden Guards, the old man has seen how evil the Black Water is. Even if he has lived for most of his life, he has looked down on many things, but he is not sure that he can still remain sane after entering the Black Water.

At this moment, he made a fist with his hand, put it to his mouth, coughed lightly, and turned to look at Xiao Lingchuan on the other side.

Xiao Lingchuan jumped down, his original intention was to hold his wife and face her together. But after entering, it was like falling into an ice cave. My whole body was cold and I couldn't use my strength.

He barely controlled his body and moved two inches towards Li Haitang, but fell into overwhelming darkness.

The scene suddenly changed, it was a sunny day, but it was snowing in June.

In front of the guillotine at the Meridian Gate, people were surrounded. The people looked sad and had tears streaming down their faces, but they could only look at the people on the high platform silently.

Several hundred members of the Xiao family were put on the guillotine, accused of collaborating with the enemy and treason, and they were only waiting to be executed at three quarters of noon.

The executioner had sharpened his knife and looked at June Feixue and couldn't help but sigh.

"Is it snowing in June? The weather is abnormal. There is a grievance. General Xiao is collaborating with the enemy and treason. He must be slandered. It is an eternal injustice!"

"Shh, please keep your voice down. There are some villains among our crowd. Some people speak for General Xiao. I am fine, but I was killed!"

In this world, there is no daylight. The person who ascends to the throne uses some means to steal the position of King of Zhenbei. When he first ascends the throne, those who are an eyesore must be eradicated, right?

Xiao Lingchuan looked at this scene and wanted to rush to the high platform to rob the court. He found that he couldn't move. He could only watch passively as if someone was using a immobilization technique on his body.

"General Xiao, it's almost three-quarter noon, what do you have to say?"

The executioner stepped forward and handed out a bowl of water and wine. General Xiao was on the battlefield, and his family was full of loyal people. The Xiao family army was even more disciplined and he was the patron saint of the people in the border towns of the North. Unexpectedly, he would get such a result.

As a little executioner, he couldn't influence the Tian family's decision. He could only fiddle with small details in private.

This bowl of water and wine was not ordinary. It was Baihua Nong from Licheng. A few of them worked together to get it from a restaurant in Kyoto at a high price.

General Xiao closed his eyes. His colleagues persuaded him not to leave the border town. In this way, even the emperor could not do anything to him, but he came back anyway.

Do you regret it? Seeing hundreds of members of the Xiao family die with him, maybe they regret it?

But as the coach of the Xiao Family Army, he felt he had a clear conscience and was worthy of heaven, earth, and the people of the border town. However, he only owed it to his family.

The King of Zhenbei helped him during his escape and took away his wife and children, as long as they were alive and well.

The Tian family is ruthless and he cannot resist, but he is worried that his only son will grow up in a twisted environment and become a tool for revenge.

He is a man who stands upright. He doesn't want his son to be a loser, but he also doesn't want him to live with hatred. The scene in front of him was so real that Xiao Lingchuan was immersed in it. He found that his eyes were a little hot. There were not many memories of his childhood. When he dreamed back at midnight, he vaguely remembered that he had sat there when he was young. in a broad

on the shoulders.

Although his father was already a general, commanding hundreds of thousands of soldiers and horses, he was no different from an ordinary father, letting him ride on his neck to watch the lanterns.

"Brother, thank you." After finishing a bowl of Baihua Wine, General Xiao's eyes showed nostalgia. In fact, Baihua Wine is brewed from flowers. He, a rough man, didn't like it very much. It was bitterly cold in the north and the mountains were covered with heavy snow in winter. , such low-alcohol wine cannot warm you up.

son.

But he likes it because his wife likes it.

After leaving, there would never be a chance to see each other again. He could only leave her alone, helpless.

Lingchuan was still young and could not take care of his mother, so General Xiao was worried about this.

There are some things he cannot say. Even if the world knows his grievances, what will happen? If the king asks his minister to die, he must die.

"General Xiao, don't say that."

The executioner turned around and wiped his tears with his sleeve. In their profession, they are most used to seeing life and death. Because of their strong evil aura, many people despise them and are not even willing to say a word.

General Xiao is different from others. He is a bloody man. In this life, he is the only person he has convinced.

He could do nothing but sharpen the knife faster, so that when the knife was cut, it would be smooth and there would be no pain at all.

I never imagined that as an executioner, there would come a time when I could no longer carry out my execution.

No one among the several hundred members of the Xiao family, male or female, cried out for injustice. Some even looked straight ahead with a smile and calmly died.

The executioner choked with sobs and fed General Xiao a piece of braised pork with dumplings. He murmured intermittently, "You, do you have anything else you want to leave behind, or a wish?"

"Yes." General Xiao sighed into the air, and then said categorically, "Lingchuan is still young, so he won't understand what I'm saying. But I hope he won't take revenge, at least don't take revenge as a top priority, and do it properly Be filial to his mother, and

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"Also, don't have anything to do with the Yu family. King Zhenbei doesn't seem to have a daughter, right?"

After General Xiao finished speaking, he looked at the snowflakes in the sky. The snow in June melted as soon as it fell to the ground. There was no beauty like the Northland at all.

If possible, he wanted to be buried in the North and stay on that land with the soldiers who died together.

At three quarters to noon, it was time to behead.

Xiao Lingchuan couldn't break free, and watched helplessly as his father's head fell to the ground, refusing to close his eyes.

"Puch!"

A mouthful of blood spurted out from his heart. Xiao Lingchuan covered his chest and was immersed in the last words of his father, General Xiao, in great pain. His wife is the daughter of the Yu family.

Dad only has this one wish, this one...

Xiao Lingchuan closed his eyes and spit out two or three mouthfuls of blood. When the blood spurted out, he took out a handkerchief and wiped it. On the handkerchief, there was a conspicuous begonia embroidered on it.

He was in a daze for a moment, my wife...

No, although the lady has the identity of a daughter of the Yu family, she is not a real daughter of the Yu family. If he gets married with her, it does not count as violating his father's words.

He married her and had two sons, Doubao and Piqiu. His mother was also alive, with injuries all over her body, but most of them were cured by her own wife.

The revenge for destroying the family back then must be avenged, otherwise wouldn't it be a waste of time to be a son of man? Xiao Lingchuan clenched his fist and made a decision in his heart.

He wants to take the whole family to worship at his father's grave. His wife and two sons. If the father were alive, he must be very rare for his grandson, right?

Every injustice has its owner, and every debt has its owner. Even if the wife is a daughter of the Yu family, she is definitely not an enemy, but the daughter of a benefactor. After Xiao Lingchuan figured it out, he found himself walking out of the darkness. He gradually regained consciousness. At this moment, he was immersed in the black water. The one struggling not far away was his wife.