The reborn general girl is the emperor

Chapter 239 Farewell to the Second Elder

The old lady Qin smoothed the eyebrows for Yan Qing, and asked her: "Ah Qi's child is okay?"

Yan Qing was startled, Er Er nodded with red eyes: "Uncle is now in Jingcheng, everything is fine."

"well……"

The old lady Qin said hello repeatedly, and then comforted Yan Qing, "Ah Qi's child is arrogant, and he wants to do better than his father back then. He wished he could live in the camp every day, but he came back to accompany him before the trigger. How many days will I..."

"Although he didn't say anything, but we've been together for a long time, and if there is a little abnormality, we can guess."

The old lady Qin took the trouble to smooth Yan Qing's frown from time to time, "You and Ah Qi are not wrong, so don't worry about it. I know my own body. Even if there is no such thing as Ah Qi, Sad about this hurdle."

After finishing speaking, the old lady Qin started talking about Yan Zhongqi again, pretending to be relaxed and exhorting Yan Qing, "Ah Qi's child looks cold, but he likes to take everything to heart. Please help grandma persuade him more. "

Yan Qing nodded again and again, choked up in response.

The old lady Qin held Yan Qing's face reluctantly, her pale lips moved, and water shone in her cloudy eyes. After a moment, she finally sighed softly.

"Okay, let's go."

The old lady Qin pinched Yan Qing's cheeks softly, took her hand out of her palm, and gently pushed her, "Do what you should do. Don't be too late, offend the emperor and Zhenbeihou Not fast. I still have Zhenzhen and your grandfather by my side."

The old lady Qin waved away people, urging with her eyes.

Yan Qing had a sore nose, stood up with red eyes, took two steps back, and solemnly kowtowed three times to Mrs. Qin.

The old lady Qin watched with tears in her eyes, but when Yan Qing looked over, she waved away people, urging: "Good boy, let's go..."

Yan Qing went out under the urging of Mrs. Qin, but he caught sight of Yan Qin who was wiping tears with a silk handkerchief.

Yan Qing hesitated to speak.

But Yan Qin quickly rolled up her veil, rubbed her red and swollen eyes, and smiled gently at Yan Qing, urging her to go like Mrs. Qin: "Go, there is still a mother by my side. here I am."

Yan Qing looked back at the room, and said goodbye to Mrs. Qin again.

When she got up, Yan Qin held her by the arm and sent her to the door. She stretched her beautiful eyebrows and traced Yan Qing's eyebrows with warm eyes. She held her hand and told her, "Be careful on the road. Take care of yourself." ..."

Yan Qing responded softly.

Yan Qinshi murmured, her eyebrows finally froze in one place, looked deeply at Yan Qing, held her hand tightly, and whispered in a low voice, "...and Ah Qi, both must be fine. , remember, there are still people in this northern land looking forward to your return home."

Yan Qing lowered his eyes, nodded heavily, and bid farewell to his mother.

At the gate of the Qin Mansion, Qin Mang was sitting boldly on the stone steps at the entrance. Hearing movement behind him, he quickly wiped his eyes, stood up, and turned around: "Going away?"

Yan Qing lowered his eyes, but his feet took root in front of the door. After a moment of silence, he finally nodded his head heavily.

Qin Mang just happened to turn his back, untied the reins of the war horse tied to the stone lion at the door, and stuffed it into Yan Qing's hand: "Let's go."

Yan Qing tightened his grip on the reins, took half a step back, and bid farewell to Qin Mang, but was picked up by Qin Mang.

"A man should stand upright, and so should a daughter. Outsiders, no kindness, no teacher, no emperor, no one is worthy of your bow; relatives, pity you, love you, respect you, don't need your bow. Remember?"

Qin Mang frowned and said in a low voice.

The four eyes met, looking at Qin Mang's vicissitudes and stern eyes, Yan Qing was slightly startled, lowered his eyebrows, and nodded: "Qing is taught."

Qin Mang softened his eyebrows and patted his shoulder: "Take care of yourself. If that kid doesn't live up to you, you don't have to take care of Grandpa's face, you can do whatever you want."

Yan Qing pursed her lips, glanced at Qin Mang's smiling but serious eyes, lowered her eyes in relief, and nodded.

Turning on the horse, Yan Qing clasped his fists to resign, turned the horse's head, and drove to the northern plain where all things are located.

Qin Mang stood at the door, until Yan Qing could no longer be seen, then turned and looked at the plaque hanging high in front of the mansion.

There are four small characters inscribed by the first emperor on it - loyalty, courage, benevolence and righteousness.

Qin Mang glanced back at Yan Qing's imagination of leaving, across thousands of mountains and rivers, looking at the invisible Yangcheng, his slightly hunched back straightened up again, and he entered the mansion with his hands behind his back.

Five days later, Yan Qing, who had just left the Northland, received news of the death of Mrs. Qin at the inn.

Hongzhuang watched over Yan Qing who was sitting at the table staring at the oil lamp, hesitated again and again, and finally said, "Do you want to go back?"

Yan Qing remained silent, his dark eyes staring at the dancing flames.

After a long time, he shook his head slightly.

Three more days later.

When Yan Qing arrived in Jingcheng, he met Yan Zhongqi, whose alias was Qin Muzhen, in Anbu's stronghold in Jingcheng.

After briefly asking Yan Zhongqi about the specific situation that happened at that time, and their plans after they arrived in Jingcheng, Yan Qing remained silent for a long time.

This silence made Yan Zhongqi uneasy, his slender knuckles curled up, and his eyes fell on the cold-looking Yan Qing from time to time.

Looking at the white rope tied around Yan Qing's head and the white scarf tied around his wrists, he vaguely guessed something and dared not ask.

He was waiting for Yan Qing to speak, but he also expected her to remain silent.

But Yan Qing finally spoke.

"Madam Qin... five days ago, the fairy passed away."

It was the third day after she left the Qin family.

Yan Zhongqi was stunned, unaware that his nails were digging into his flesh.

The glint of water spread in the bloodshot eyes, and the cold eyebrows turned red in an instant.

Until Yan Qing left, Yan Zhongqi didn't speak again.

Yan Qing asked the Anbu people to forge the identities of Yan Zhongqi and others, and placed them in all walks of life in Jingcheng, as if they had been living in this city.

After Yan Qing took office as the defense envoy of Jingcheng, he recruited new soldiers, and then promoted them to key positions in the Jingcheng barracks.

After conveying Mrs. Qin's words, Yan Qing glanced at Yan Zhongqi who was sitting stiffly at the table, and said in a low voice, "Sorry."

Yan Zhongqi did not respond.

Yan Qing lowered his eyes, left the inn, asked Anbu, who runs the inn, to take good care of Yan Zhongqi and others, and left Jingcheng with red makeup.

Go down from Jingcheng, pass through Mocheng, and stay for a day.

Yan Qing and the others finally arrived in Yangcheng one month after leaving Jingcheng.

It is already the beginning of July, the midsummer in northern Xinjiang, and the leaves are luxuriant everywhere.

Populus euphratica is lined up on both sides of the road, and the willow branches flutter in the wind, as if trying to hook the corners of passers-by's clothes and keep them from stopping.

When they arrived at the city gate, after checking the road guides, the soldiers guarding the city gate stopped Yan Qing and Hong Zhuang.

"Forgive me, the two generals. People in Xueyuan are very restless now. All outsiders, no matter who they are, must be carefully checked to prevent anyone from impersonating them."

The soldier who stopped them explained, "The two generals have special identities. They can only enter the city after the younger ones report to Lord Marquis and have their identities verified."

(End of this chapter)