The little petite bag of the fourth master of Qingchuan

Chapter 418

As he watched, he felt warmth on the back of his hand.

It was Gu Yaoyao who stretched out his hand from the carriage, covered the back of his hand, and comforted him in a hoarse voice: "Master..."

Looking at the haggard face of the fourth elder brother, it is obviously heartbreaking to lose a daughter.

Gu Yaoyao had all sorts of complicated emotions in his heart, and suddenly withdrew his hand.

The fourth elder brother looked at her silently.

The rainstorm crackled and splashed on the ground.

……

In the evening of spring in the capital, although it was raining, the warmth floating in the air could no longer be concealed.

After being away for such a long time, Hong Yun is the happiest when he comes back this time—compared with the Northwest, every plant and tree here makes him feel more intimate.

The emperor sent the thirteen elder brothers to bring people to meet the general king.

Although for the Great General Wang of the Great Northwest Victory, such a welcoming scene seemed a bit shabby-but this was not the most important thing.

But as soon as they met, the fourth elder brother saw that the thirteenth elder brother had a strange expression.

The two brothers walked side by side in front of the mighty team. Amidst the noise, Elder Brother Thirteen came over with a very anxious look on his face.

He asked the fourth elder brother: "Did the fourth brother see the letter?"

The fourth elder brother was startled: "What?"

The thirteenth elder brother saw his expression, and knew that the messenger must have been delayed on the way.

He sighed, and quickly came over to remind the fourth elder brother in a low voice-there was something wrong with the Haidongqing that the fourth elder brother sent people all the way to the capital.

Huang Ama was furious.

Just happened to be a great victory in the northwest, so Wansui called the fourth elder brother back to the capital in a hurry, not sure if he wanted to make trouble for this matter.

This incident has caused quite a stir, and now around Wansui, several people are staring at him eagerly, and they have made a lot of provocations.

Thirteen elder brothers stretched out their fingers while talking, gesturing a few numbers for Yinzhen to see.

Yinzhen cast a slanting glance and just sneered.

……

Along the way, Gu Yaoyao, Hong Yun, and Wu Gege were first put down in the Old Summer Palace. The fourth elder brother took Hong Yun and was about to go straight to the Forbidden City. After thinking about it, he left Hong Yun behind.

"Escort your mother back first."

The fourth elder brother looked at his son, smiled, then raised his head and smiled at Gu Yaoyao.

He tried to keep his tone as nonchalant as possible.

Gu Yaoyao didn't know about Haidongqing that Elder Brother Shisan just said, but he thought of the history: when Elder Brother Wang Shishi hurried back to Beijing...it was for a funeral.

Ben Kangxi's funeral.

And in this time and space in front of him, Kangxi is still alive and well, and the fourth elder brother who has become the king of the general has also returned to the capital.

What will happen next?

She was also a little uneasy, but she understood that since the General Wang returned to Beijing, the first thing he did was to meet the emperor.

Even if you want to stop it, you can't stop it.

"Hong Yun, come here."

Gu Yaoyao stretched out her hand and said to her son.

Hong Yun frowned tightly, glanced at Er Niang, then turned back and looked at Ama worriedly.

He's not a child anymore, Uncle Thirteen's expression is wrong, and he's been muttering to Ama all the way, there must be something wrong - he can see it.

Ama's pacification of the Northwest this time has achieved unparalleled prestige in the hearts of local officials and people. When they left for the journey, the people sent twenty miles away, shouting "Great General, King, Great Hero" all the way.

These things will definitely be spread to the ears of Grandpa Huang in the capital.

Since ancient times, the flying birds are gone, the good bows are hidden, the cunning rabbits are dead, and the lackeys are cooking—even if Ama is the son of the emperor's grandfather, it may not be...

The more Hong Yun thought about it, the more disturbed he became.

"Ama, my son will accompany you into the palace."

"go back!"

Yinzhen accentuated his tone.

Instead of turning the horse's head to go back, Hong Yun got off the horse, and was about to come over to lead the horse for Ama, and was a little stubborn: "Unless Ama also brings his son into the palace!"

He looked up at the fourth elder brother pleadingly, his face was full of worry: "Ama..."

Gu Yaoyao raised her hand to stop the guard next to her, walked over and touched Hong Yun's shoulder, and whispered in his ear with a volume that only mother and child could hear: "If you are worried about Ama, you can't go in at the same time. .”

Hong Yun was awakened for a moment, and suddenly raised his head to look at Eniang, the expression in his eyes rolled a few times.

The fourth elder brother looked deeply at Gu Yaoyao, and nodded to her.

Gu Yaoyao held Hong Yun's hand and raised the volume: "Er Niang is tired, Hong Yun, send Er Niang back."

Hong Yun reluctantly took a few steps forward.

……

Next to him, Elder Brother Thirteen saw the awkward situation, and was about to get off his horse and come over to persuade Hongyun a few words.

Hongyun listened to him very much when he was a child, and the relationship between his uncle and nephew was very good.

When the thirteenth elder brother got off his horse, the fourth elder brother saw that the thirteenth elder brother staggered and almost knelt on the ground. Fortunately, he was hugged by two guards next to him.

"Thirteen!"

The fourth elder brother took a step forward, and the thirteenth elder brother smiled wryly and shook his hand: "It doesn't matter, it doesn't matter!"

Seeing that the movements of the two guards are as smooth as flowing water - you know that this is not the first time.

Sure enough, Brother Thirteen was also limping when he walked.

Yinzhen's heart felt a little sore - Thirteenth Brother's leg ailment was not so serious before he left for the Northwest.

At that time, Yinzhen also managed to find many famous doctors to show him.

But nothing improved.

Unexpectedly, after a hasty farewell, now, Thirteenth Brother's leg disease has become so serious.

How could Huang Ama bear such a difficult thirteenth brother?He shouldn't have been sent here to welcome...

Why did Huang Ama specially ask the thirteenth elder brother to welcome him Yinzhen?

Thinking of this, Si elder brother's heart suddenly moved.

……

All the way into the Forbidden City, Long Live has already led all the officials on the steps to wait for the return of the great general Wang Victory.

The eighth elder brother stood among the crowd, and followed the princes into the hall amidst the compliments and celebrations.

Crowds are kept out.

The eighth elder brother waited patiently, waiting for the time when Huang Ama would always attack—the great general Wang monopolized all the military power, and the power shook the western lands. It is rumored that there are still troops in the army who are hoarding supplies...

On the surface, it sounds good, saying that it is to prevent the surrounding tribes from resurging and aggression again.

So we have to guard against it, we have to guard against it.

But it's just a general king—the task given by Long Live was just to calm down the Northwest.

When it is settled, it will be back.

What, is this going to be the Northwest King?Do you really regard the Northwest as your own thing?
Just the two crimes of intercepting the army and accumulating food and grass, if everyone speaks out and cooperates properly, plus the Haidongqing incident that just provoked the anger of Long Live just a while ago-it is enough to make the fourth elder brother be beaten forever realm.

The corner of Eighth Prince's lips curled up into a slight sneer that victory was in sight.

Great General King... Great General King...

What about the general king?
Even if you are invincible in the northwest and command thousands of troops, it is only martial arts after all.

The imperial court is the final battlefield.

The eighth elder brother clenched the fingers in his sleeve slightly, the idea of ​​seizing the heirloom roared like a beast in his heart, and he was about to break free from the cage.

(End of this chapter)