Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Xie Zhiyun agrees, but Xie Yuan definitely disagrees.

His whole mind was on reading and learning. Because of the war, he didn't even have to be an official to help the world. The only thing left in the Xie clan was to collect orphans and protect the cultural heritage.

Now Xie's son-in-law is going to go to war, how can Xie Yuan agree?
Xie Zhiyun stopped in her footsteps, she looked up at the familiar yet unfamiliar Quanqinzhai building in front of her, finally took a deep breath, and walked quickly into the building.

She went all the way to the second floor and pushed open the door of the study.

The door was suddenly pushed open, and the father and son who were stalemate inside turned their heads subconsciously, and the twin very similar eyes looked at the visitor.

Seeing that it was her, the father and son were rarely stunned.

Xie Zhiyun didn't smile or speak, she stepped in, turned around and closed the door calmly.

Immediately, Xie Zhijun turned around, his serious eyes lingering on the father and son.

Xie Yuan suddenly felt that his daughter was very strange.

It's not that her appearance has changed, and it's not that she is unfamiliar because she hasn't seen her for so many years, but her aura has changed.

An invisible coercion filled the study room, which was emanating from Xie Zhiyun, who was the smallest and most delicate in the study room.

During this year, she has been living in Wei's, from the housekeeper to the steward, she has taken care of everything inside and out.

As time passed, the aura of a superior person in her body became more and more pure, making people afraid to look directly at her.

She didn't do it on purpose, she was just used to posing like this in normal times.

This is the most efficient and hassle-free.

Xie Yuan was stunned for a moment, then frowned, and said, "Why are you here? You should be busy with the Wei family."

Xie Zhiyun looked at him and said, "I know something happened at home, so I can only come back this time when I come back to have a look."

She explained something, then looked at Xie Zhixing: "Are you sure?"

Xie Zhixing blinked, then immediately puffed up his chest: "I'm sure."

Xie Zhixing has just passed his birthday, and he is already seventeen. The 17-year-old Erlang has lost a lot of his childishness. In this year, his eldest sister got married, and he has to take care of the family's affairs, so he has matured a lot.

Even the voice of speaking has some strange hoarse accents.

Xie Zhiyun suddenly discovered that this younger brother had grown up.

He is no longer a baby who would cry for his mother when he was a child. He has grown up and settled the affairs of the eighth cousin by himself, and has regained his control over the grain store at home.

Xie Zhiyun felt much more at ease, but he still asked him: "Xie Zhixing, you are not afraid of bloodshed, injury, or even death in a war?"

"Father stopped you because he was worried about you."

Because of her words, the father and son were stunned again.

Xie Zhiyun found a chair and sat down by herself. She was too busy these days, and she felt tired even if she stood for a while.

Xie Zhijun said to Xie Zhixing seriously: "You have to think clearly, swords have no eyes on the battlefield, and there are even natural and man-made disasters. You are alone, no one will help you, and there are not so many clansmen to support you."

"You are just yourself."

Xie Zhijun spoke very clearly, not to hurt Xie Zhixing, but just to make him think clearly.

When she actually went to the battlefield, she might not be able to come back alive. Although Xie Zhiyun supported Xie Zhixing to go out and fight, she didn't want her only brother to die in battle.

There are too few relatives in their family, and they are so thin that people feel lonely.

When Xie Zhixing was arguing with Xie Yuan just now, he shouted earth-shatteringly, like a young eagle in the sky, but now he didn't question him, he listened to Xie Zhiyun's question silently and quietly, his eyes were deep, and it seemed that he was listening to him.

Xie Yuan felt a little strange.

This son is usually not afraid of anything, and he would quarrel when he meets him, but when facing his elder sister, he is as obedient as a cat, and he can flirt with a word.

Now Xie Zhijun is clearly asking him, but he is very obedient.

Xie Zhiyun finished what he wanted to say in one breath, and said, "Have you thought it all over?"

Xie Zhixing was silent.

Xie Yuan also retreated behind the desk, and sat down wearily.

Because he suddenly realized that Xie Zhixing was a determined person.

Sure enough, after a moment of silence, Xie Zhixing said, "Father, elder sister, I have already thought about it."

"I'm not afraid, I'm not timid, and I don't regret it."

"There are no eggs under the nest. If Daqi invades and kills all the way to Langhuan, then our family will have nothing to continue."

"How can a person live alone when the country is no longer home?"

"Although my strength alone is weak, water drips through stones and flows into the sea. If there is one me, one you, and one him, it may be possible to form a solid wall to prevent the invasion of foreign enemies."

"Since March and April, I have started to practice riding and martial arts diligently. I don't believe that I can't compare with others, and I don't believe that I really can't protect myself on the battlefield."

"If I really die unfortunately, it will be to defend my family and the country, and I will die well."

Xie Zhixing raised his head and looked at Xie Yuan with piercing eyes. He has the unique vigor of young people, fearless and courageous.

Xie Yuan's breathing became so heavy that even Xie Zhijun who was sitting not far away could hear it clearly.

She sighed slightly, and then said: "Father, we have grown up, it's time to let go."

"We have lived well under your protection for more than ten years. The world will change in the future. We need to work hard to protect ourselves, and then protect you."

Xie Zhijun sat there with her back straight, as if nothing could make her bow her head.

"I hope that the cultural context of the world can last forever, and I hope that everyone will be healthy, happy, and family reunion in the future," Xie Zhiyun said, "but before these hopes, it is the blood shed by countless soldiers. high wall."

"In the face of their fearlessness, we should not hinder them. We should do our own thing well, support them as much as possible, and prevent them from worrying about the future."

"Father, am I right?"

From the time Xie Zhiyun came back and took his seat until he finished saying this sentence, there was not a moment.

But Xie Yuan's complexion did warm up a little bit, and the anger in his eyes gradually dissipated, leaving only silence and speechlessness.

Xie Zhiyun didn't say a word loudly, didn't reprimand, didn't scold, she just calmly asked them what they thought, and then sat there and waited.

It seemed like a long time passed, and it seemed that it was just a moment, Xie Yuan closed his eyes dejectedly.

"Go ahead."

"Remember, your life was given by your mother, and you can't just give it up easily."

This was the first time that the siblings heard Xie Yuan's words choked up.

Thirteen years have passed, and the father, who is as tall as a pine and cypress, is also old. He can no longer support the tall tree canopy to protect the children from wind and rain.

Xie Zhijun sighed, but Xie Zhixing said firmly, "Father, I will come back properly."