Second Sister Nongmen has space

Chapter 509 Extra Story: Mrs. Wu Ya
The autumn wind was bleak and the wheels were rumbling. Looking at the unfamiliar scenery outside the car window, Mrs. Wu Ya fell into memories.

It was a cold winter night, and the clansmen who had just escaped from hunting hid in the Hetao to rest.

The beggar who was bleeding from the corner of her mouth told herself to run east immediately, don't care about anything, and run until she has her last breath before stopping. She must find a forest with red willows.

Wu Ya'er knew that that direction was Wu Dynasty.

"Wu Ya'er, you have to go to save the tribe, we have no other place to go!"

Wu Ya'er went, for the tribe!

Two days and two nights of running exhausted both her and the horse.

Just when the horse neighed and fell dead at the end, she finally saw the red willow grove mentioned by the beggar, and also saw the Wu Dynasty army approaching in the distance.

Completely fainted... just rightly fell into the arms of a general.

At this time, Zhao Yanjiao was over 30 years old, he was serving as a thousand households in the Zhenbei Army, and was leading a team back to the camp from the guard.

Looking at the charming and charming little girl Di Lu in his arms, he was moved with compassion.

Soon that compassion turned into love.

And when Wu Ya'er woke up, seeing the majestic Lord Qianhu, she also fell in love instantly.

Wu Ya'er is just 16 years old, like the most beautiful ray of light in the sky, making Zhao Yanjiao's dreary days of guarding the border brighter.

In order to avenge the beauty's family hatred, Zhao Yanjiao led troops into the grassland, strangled the two Di tribes who were chasing them, and took the opportunity to extend the patrol line a hundred miles into the grassland.

He also rejected Wang Ting's request to hand over Wu Ya'er and her tribe, violated the regulations of the Wu Dynasty, and took the initiative to open up a grassland in Xiashiguan to provide a place for the Wuda tribe to recuperate.

Mrs. Wu Ya thought of the past, a string of crystal clear teardrops slipped down her cheeks.

During the more than ten years in Xiashiguan, the Wuda tribe had a close relationship with the Zhenbei Army.

There are not many men left in the tribe, so those women are happy with the soldiers in Zhenbei in order to have children and grow the tribe.

There are feelings in it, and more of each taking what he needs.

Although she and Zhao Yanjiao used it at first, but after getting along for a long time, Zhao Yanjiao's majesty as a general of a thousand households also deeply attracted the girl's heart.

Beauty loves heroes!
On the pasture outside Xiashi Pass, there were countless laughs and laughter of the two riding horses.

There is also the red willow forest where the two met, and there is even more beautiful scenery in the sky!
The lingering, endless love, the most beautiful time, meeting the most beautiful person.

However, the sworn hatred between the two nations for thousands of years and the different concepts of family love have made it difficult for the two to get along.

Zhao Yanjiao is the commander-in-chief of the Zhenbei Army, and Wu Ya'er is the leader of the clan.

Zhao Yanjiao's every move will be promoted to the level of treason and collaborating with the enemy.

Because of the Wuda tribe, Zhao Yanjiao had been impeached and suppressed in those years, and Wu Ya'er became Zhao Qianhu's weakness in the court attack.

Even if Zhao Yanjiao vowed to protect the Wuda tribe, the estrangement will inevitably increase.

At the same time, Wu Ya'er also refused the proposal to go to the Wu Dynasty incognito and become a concubine in the Zhenbeihou Mansion.

It wasn't until her son Zhao Tingduo grew up and the "Broken Gold Tragedy" happened that Wu Ya'er made up her mind to separate from the Zhenbei Army.

Now, Wu Ya'er has become the queen mother of a country, but she wants to take the initiative to step into the capital that was once regarded as a cage, just because that man is old!

Song Liyun accompanied her mother-in-law to Beijing, and the planned journey would take 20 days.

The initial journey was escorted by Zhao Tinglei, and the imperial army took over after entering Gyeonggi-do.

But as soon as he moved into the post on the ninth day, he heard noises outside the post.

Yicheng was sweating profusely and ran into the guest courtyard, and said to Song Liyun and Mrs. Wu Ya with surprise on his face: "You two ladies, Mr. An brought the officials from Honglu Temple!"

He is just a small official in an ordinary post station on the side of the road. He has never met An Guogong and the Honglu Temple official who is in charge of the foreign vassal. He was so excited that he couldn't speak for a while.

Song Liyun hadn't seen his father-in-law An Guogong yet, and when he heard Zhao Yanjiao was coming, he hurriedly took his youngest son to greet him.

Mrs. Wu Ya in the backyard didn't move, she just stood silently under the eaves.

It's a lie to be close to the hometown, haven't seen it in ten years, and it's a lie that there is no throbbing in my heart.

We were supposed to meet in the suburbs of Beijing, but Zhao Yanjiao traveled hundreds of miles to welcome her, which made her lose her sense of proportion.

There was a rush of footsteps, but they stopped suddenly when they reached the gate of the courtyard.

"Wu Ya'er!" The voice was still familiar.

Madam Wu Ya looked up and saw a familiar face, and her eyes were moist for just a moment.

Outside the gate of the Moon Cave, Zhao Yanjiao, who was dressed in a dark green shirt, was wearing a golden crown. His waist was straight and slightly bent, and he even had a cane in his hand, but his eyes were still sharp.

It's just that the beard and hair that were still thick in the north are now like hairpins, and both temples are white.

"Yan Lang!"

Mrs. Wu Ya took two quick steps, and the nearly fifty-year-old woman's footsteps were as light as a girl's, and she ran in the last few steps.

Zhao Yanjiao's majestic face seemed to be cracked by ice, and a smile appeared on his lips.

He seems to have seen Wu Ya'er in his youth, running and dancing happily towards him, the laughter of silver bells wafting across the grassland.

(End of this chapter)