Dream Broken You Pavilion

Major General's Mansion

Xiao Luzi sat silently on the soft cushion beside the coffin, weeping secretly, while burning the paper money, he said:

"Old thing, I've been arguing with you all my life, and now I'm suddenly quiet. Senior brother, I'm really not used to it. Do you know that I'm lonely now, and I have nothing to say to young people like them, alas! But our girl's vision is indeed good, Xiao Han is a good child, just like his own son, he will offer you three sticks of incense every day without interruption, and arrange all affairs properly. He is also filial to me, and he is also good to our daughter. You What are we living for in this life? Isn’t it just for this girl, now that the children are doing well, we can rest assured, right? I’m an old guy, I’m getting older, who knows I can still live For a few years, how about you, go there to recharge your batteries first, get the broom Gada ready, wait for me, wait for me to come, let's continue to quarrel. There is one more thing I want to ask you, brother, I will give you Burn more money, you buy a bigger house, and when I go, you give me a room to live alone, don't let me share a room with you, you sleep and snore, I can't sleep... ..."

Having said that, he couldn't go on anymore, tears fell down...

These days, Mrs. Xiao came to accompany Jing'er every day, and Xiao Han was busy with government affairs during the day, and he was also busy with the funeral of his father-in-law. last a while;

Xiao Luzi changed her medicine twice a day, and even decocted medicine to feed her;

Xue Lian's eyes are not red and swollen for a day...

Jing'er knows that each of them is worried about her body, everyone is the most important person in her life, for these people who love her and love her, she will grit her teeth and swallow every pain in her life Go on, the dead are dead, the living have to continue to live, no one can escape birth, old age, sickness and death, but sooner or later, if you think about it, your heart will feel better.

Seven days later, Xiao Han personally delivered the funeral for Wu Dexuan, and Xiao Luzi and Xuelian accompanied him to the funeral.Jing'er said that her father was poor all his life and didn't like publicity. She suggested keeping the funeral simple and not disturbing too many people. Xiao Luzi and Xiao Han agreed.

Jing'er's mother was buried in Xiangzhou, and they also wanted to send Wu Dexuan's coffin back to Xiangzhou to be buried with his first wife. Xiao Han had sent someone to rebuild the tomb in advance.

Because Jing'er was seriously injured and couldn't travel far, she could only be carried in a sedan chair, together with Xiao Zizhan and Mrs. Xiao, they followed the funeral procession outside the city gate and stopped.

Jing'er wept silently in the sedan chair all the way.

Xiao Han was dressed as a filial son, and he had lost a lot of weight in just a few days. He walked to the sedan chair, gently opened the sedan chair curtain, stretched out his hand to hold her cold little hand, and said softly:

"Jing'er, I'm taking my father-in-law home, don't worry, I'm his son, everything will be done properly, you go back to the mansion to rest, we're going to get on the horse, and I'll be back after the funeral, ah ,wait for me."

Jing'er looked at the white flags and the coffin in front of him through the car curtain he opened, tears couldn't stop falling, but forced a faint smile on her lips, and said: "Stop paying more attention to your father's grave for me." Kowtow a few times and see him again when I feel better."

Xiao Han nodded heavily, and said: "Don't worry, my father-in-law will bless Jing'er to recover quickly and go visit him. It's getting late, so I'm leaving."

Jing'er said softly: "Okay, husband, be careful all the way."

Xiao Han squeezed her little hand hard on his forehead, then let go, retracted his body, and lowered the car curtain.

He heard a slightly hoarse shout: "Get on the horse, let's go."

Jing'er could hardly bear the pain in her heart, she just felt that she was almost suffocated by holding her breath in her heart, she closed her eyes, and let the tears flow wildly...

Unable to hear any movement in the sedan chair, Mrs. Xiao was a little worried, and called softly outside the window: "Jing'er, Jing'er, are you okay?"

Jing'er tried her best to lift the anger that was stuck in her heart, and replied in a calm tone as much as possible: "Mother, I'm fine."

Hearing that her voice was fairly steady, Mrs. Xiao finally breathed a sigh of relief, and turned to look at Xiao Zizhan. Xiao Zizhan looked serious, but there was deep pain in his eyes.

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A few days later in the evening, a girl was feeding Jing'er medicine, the bedroom door was gently pushed open, and Jing'er looked up, her face was full of surprise.

I saw a middle-aged woman walking in with Yuchan's support. She was dusty and haggard, her eyes turned red when she saw Jing'er, and she called out:

"Jing'er, my child..."

"Old lady?" Jing'er exclaimed.

The person who came was Mrs. Shang Qi who rushed over after receiving the news, followed by Man Luo, and Shang Wuyang who was eight feet tall and dressed in a black long gown came in last.

Mrs. Shang Qi stepped forward, sat on the edge of the couch, gently hugged Jing'er into her arms with distress, tears fell uncontrollably, and cried:

"My poor child, are you trying to kill me?"

Jing'er's eyes turned red instantly, she patted her on the back, and said softly: "Old lady, Jing'er is fine, don't worry."

Mrs. Shang Qi was full of sadness: "Such a big thing happened, and you still said it's okay. Is your body made of iron? You've become so thin, my poor child..."

Jing'er raised her hand to wipe away the tears on her face, and said softly: "Old Madam, no matter how bad things are, they will pass, it's just a matter of time, isn't it?"

Shang Wuyang sized her up, eyes full of worry, and asked: "Jing'er, are you okay?"

Jing'er gently wiped away the tears on her face, smiled slightly, and said, "I'm fine, Brother Yi, don't worry."

She turned her gaze to Man Luo and said, "Aunt Fang, you are here too."

Man Luo looked gloomy and said, "I'm here to ask one thing clearly. I heard that Ru Xiao did this?"

Jing'er shook her head lightly, and said, "No."

"No?" Man Luo was stunned, and said, "Yu Chan and the others said it was Ru Xiao, but we heard people talking about it along the way, didn't they?"

Jing'er said: "It's a fake Ru Xiao. Someone pretending to be Ru Xiao made an appointment with Xiao Han, and then he assassinated him."

Man Luo bowed his head and whispered: "It would be better if it wasn't him."

Shang Wuyang said: "Mr. Wu..."

Jing'er replied: "Two days ago, Xiao Han sent my father back to Xiangzhou to be buried with my mother, so that he will not be alone." A bitter smile crossed his lips.

"It's just that I need to trouble you all to make this trip to see me."

Mrs. Shang Qi said: "It's hard work. We heard that we were dying of anxiety. We wish we could grow a pair of wings and fly over here. Son, don't be sad. Doctor Wu has passed away. You still have us hurting you. She is your mother, Wu Yang is your elder brother, Man Luo is your aunt, we are all your relatives, ah."

Jing'er looked at Mrs. Shang Qi gratefully, "Thank you, old lady, yes, you are all my relatives, with you here, Jing'er is not afraid of anything."

Mrs. Shang Qi held her hand tightly, "I know Jing'er is a strong child, but I'm still waiting to hold my grandson. I've made a stack of these little clothes. I didn't expect, I didn't expect..."

Seeing her mentioning this matter again, Shang Wuyang called out: "Mother..."

Mrs. Shang Qi was startled suddenly, and hurriedly said: "Oh, my mother is old, and she is full of nonsense, Jing'er, don't be surprised."

Jing'er said indifferently: "Old lady, it's okay, the fact is like this, there's no need to avoid it, the child is gone, but I'm still young, right?"

"Yes, yes, Jing'er, you are still young, take care of yourself and have a few more children, ah." Mrs. Shang Qi's tears seemed unstoppable, and they haven't stopped since entering the door.

"Mrs. Shang Qi is here." Mrs. Xiao walked in.

"Oh, Mrs. Xiao," Mrs. Shang Qi hurriedly stood up and saluted respectfully, "Ms. Qi, a folk woman, pays her respects to Mrs. Xiao."

The two have met at Jing'er's wedding. Although they both met 20 years ago, after all, so many years have passed. In the past, they were both generals' wives, but now, officials are officials, people are people, and Mrs. Shang Qi is very divided. Clearly, dare not have the slightest presumptuousness and negligence.

Mrs. Xiao quickly helped her up, and said: "Let's not be clichéd between the two sisters. I just heard the girl say you are coming, so I came here quickly."

Shang Wuyang hurriedly stepped forward to salute, "Wuyang has met Mrs. Xiao."

Mrs. Xiao loved this old man's son very much, she hurriedly said: "Wu Yang, thank you for your hard work, you came all the way here."

She glanced at Jing'er, fearing that people would disturb Jing'er to rest, she simply dragged Mrs. Shang Qi to her room to talk, while Shang Wuyang and Man Luo chatted with Jing'er for a while, then went to look for A Jun.

Ever since Xiao Han went to Xiangzhou to deal with Wu Dexuan's funeral, the affairs of the supervisor fell on A Jun. Even when he returned to his room at night, he was still busy arranging official duties and writing memorials.

It's not surprising to see Shang Wuyang and Man Luo at this time, I knew they would come, but I didn't expect them to come so soon.

Asked about the assassination incident, Ah Jun informed the two of the specific situation, and said: "Ai Luo sent someone to pretend to be Ru Ou to assassinate the Major General. It was clear that he was afraid of the governor. The Major General said it, and Bai Ruoxi must be impatient. I want to make a move, so the Major General thinks that instead of being restrained by others, it is better to turn passive into active, and strike first to be strong."

Shang Wuyang said: "Count me in, although I don't have many people now, but no matter what, I still have five thousand. Don't try to push me out in this matter, kill blood slaves, attack Chuanyang, I, Shang Wuyang, are It must be done."

Man Luo said: "Count me in as well. Ai Luo ordered someone to pretend to be Ru Xiao, so the real Ru Xiao doesn't know what to do. Once Chuan Yang makes a move, it will be a big move. Since the major general intends to do it as soon as possible, he must hurry up Take action before they do it, I want to go to Chuanyang to find Ru Xiao."

Ah Jun said, "So what if we find him?"

Man Luo said: "... At least we need to know Ru Xiao's life and death first, and then, play it by ear, or try to delay their action, and buy some time for the major general."

Ah Jun nodded and said: "Okay, then I'll leave it to you. By the way, there is one thing I want to tell you. A while ago, the spies sent news that Nan Luo died."

"What?" Manro's eyes widened in disbelief, "How did she die?"

Ah Jun said: "To kill with poison."

Man Luo frowned, took a deep breath, closed his eyes, and gritted his teeth: "Ai Luo did it, it must be her!"

When she opened her eyes, there were two murderous looks in her pupils, and she stood up: "I'm leaving now."

Shang Wuyang said: "Proceed with caution."

Man Luo cupped his fists: "Don't worry, young master, I'm leaving." After saying that, he turned and left in a hurry.

After Man Luo left, Shang Wuyang asked Ah Jun: "Tell me, what should I do."

Ah Jun said: "The major general said that the strength of our Xiang country alone could not compete with Chuanyang, so he advised the emperor that he wanted to unite the forces of the three countries to resist Chuanyang. The emperor sent envoys to Beisai and other three countries to negotiate , and now it has achieved initial results, the major general is going to do this..."