Stepmother Shaoguang

Chapter 180 Military Merit
Under the city gate, arrows flew in the sky and artillery fire fell from the sky.Under the cover of dense artillery, the black army of the Western Wei Dynasty surged in like a tide.

After a fierce attack, a gap will open in the city gate.

It was still raining in Jianan Mansion, and the rain lines were entangled with the flowing arrows. Duan Chao's soldiers were covered in blood and were making a last-ditch effort.

Of course, we must not let the city fall
Blood flowed into rivers, and corpses were everywhere.

This battle lasted for two days and two nights. Duan Chao and the Western Wei Dynasty were both severely weakened, and finally won with a slight advantage.

The broken sword blade and broken spear were half-hidden in the blood-stained mud, flickering faintly in the dim sky.

He Changjie was lying on the mud floor, surrounded by several soldier brothers who he spent time with day and night, but they could never wake up again.

He stretched out his trembling hand and chopped down so many people from the Western Wei Dynasty that he could no longer even lift the knife.

If the Western Wei Dynasty did not retreat,
He closed his eyes and thought: If there is one more corpse lying here, it will be him, right?

Lu Xiaowen, who came to clean the battlefield, was followed by several young soldiers, collecting their corpses along the way.

At this time, no matter whether it was our own people or people from the Western Wei Dynasty, they all gathered together, dug a hole and buried them.

Then look to see if there is anyone you know. If you happen to look at it, if you have something with you, take it back and remember it for their family.

"Hey, General, look, there's someone alive!"

The soldier kicked He Changjie and found that he was still moving, so he called out.

Lu Xiaowen looked up.

He Changjie sat up, picked up the stones at hand and threw them over: "Of course your grandfather is alive, little bastard, don't you recognize your brother He?"

He was so incoherent that he couldn't tell whether he was his brother or his grandfather.

Lu Xiaowen laughed and lowered his head to continue cleaning.

The soldier immediately became happy after being scolded: "It's you, Lao He, I didn't see it just now!"

After a few words of greeting, the soldier went elsewhere.

Lu Xiaowen came over and chose a relatively clean piece of grass next to him and sat down: "You have done a good job in escorting me this time. I will remember it for you, and the saint himself will remember it."

After hearing this, He Changjie didn't feel any pain in his body. He chuckled: "Good brother-in-law, you must not tell my family the details of this matter. Not even Shaoguang. If they know that I almost died, they might scold me." How long do I have?"

Lu Xiaowen smiled slightly to express his understanding.

The saint rewarded those with the highest number of heads one by one, and disposed of the prisoners of war in front of the army to boost morale.

Then he remembered yesterday's scene and it was still vivid in his mind——

After all, he couldn't hold back his boiling blood and ended up personally.

When he picked up the sword, he felt alive again.

He chopped off the head of the first small leader of the Western Wei Dynasty with a knife. The familiar smell of blood aroused his animal nature, and then he no longer heard the advice of Lu Xiaowen and his sons, and galloped forward.

He was freed from the protection of the soldiers.

Instead, he followed the soldiers who broke out of the siege and penetrated deep into the Western Wei camp. He raised his sword and dropped it, leaving no one behind.

By the time he reacted, he was already in front of Tuoba Hong. He had fought against his father many years ago, and he won, and now he could also kill Tuoba Hong.

He was so immersed in it that he completely forgot that he was deep into the enemy camp and there were only a dozen of his own soldiers around him.

And he raised his machete, and behind him there were also soldiers from the Western Wei Dynasty who were loyal to protect the Lord and raised their swords towards him.

He couldn't resist and was almost knocked off his horse. It was He Changjie who came on horseback and picked him up in time.

No one has ever lost his temper like this in front of the emperor. Panting heavily, He Changjie waved away a rushing Western Wei man with one hand, then grabbed the clothes on his back and pulled him onto his horse, and then rode away.He didn't come here to earn military merit by killing Tuoba Hong. He saw himself in trouble from a distance and risked his life to save himself.

The sword of the Western Wei soldier who loyally protected his master finally landed a few centimeters away from his neck, and was kicked away by Lu Xiaowen and him.

The sage thought, this He Jingsong had a bad temper, but he had taught two good sons.

He Changjie was individually granted the title of Marquis of Dongwu, with an income of [-] households, and was granted the title of General Xuanwei.

In an instant, his identity had undergone earth-shaking changes. The news had not yet spread back to the capital, but the powerful and well-informed people knew the news before the He family.

The matchmaker almost crossed the threshold of the He family and simply closed the door to thank the guests.

Mrs. Lu was enjoying the cool air with Zhou's mother in her room. It was early summer again.

"Back then, you and I thought that the He family was not prominent, but what about now?"

Zhou's mother smiled and said: "The eldest son and the second son of the He family are both promising, but they will not be able to catch up with our family for a while."

"Don't talk about the current matter, she herself may not be weak." Madam Lu also smiled, "Look at her opening a restaurant, and she can get acquainted with the Minister of the Ministry of Revenue. His master usually avoids people. Yes, who knew there was such a lively husband? Let’s not mention the several respected old gentlemen and chief ministers of the Imperial College. The Queen Mother, although she didn’t say it, she appreciated her in her heart. She didn’t blame King Yan for what happened. This proves that the relationship between the saint and Miss Qiao is preserved after all."

"And Princess Mingzhu. This fetus has been saved. With her help, the Queen has not given anything as a reward, so she will keep it in mind. This is much more important than a reward. I always feel that it is more like the family in our house. It’s like she’s trapped.”

"It's just that I originally thought that the second lady had a good temper, but now it seems that's not the case." Zhou's mother smiled as she thought of the Chen family.

"It depends on who you treat with a good temper." Mrs. Lu has gotten older. She has lived a more transparent life in the past few years and no longer worries about many things. "She has a great temper, but has she ever disrespected her elders? Even though Brother Yan got sick because of being greedy for cold, I was worried, even though I knew it was not her fault, but I didn't allow her to use the kitchen, did she ever talk back to me? "

"Sneakly go to the third room, huh, and look at my old lady Meng, and don't look at the two people in the third room. When did they take action?"

In fact, the yard is so big, how can the movements of these juniors escape the eyes of the old lady?

It’s just that I’m not crazy, I’m not deaf, and I’m not a wealthy person.

"There are two younger ones who followed her to do radio gymnastics. They have persisted for so long and their bodies have become much stronger. I think they are quite good. It is serious to be able to control children with some tempers."

Where can I get pampering?

"Hey, yes"

"I'm worried about one thing. The sage deliberately tied his second son to King Zheng, but seeing that he is interested in King Qi, I'm confused and don't dare to think about it."

In the end, the Duke's Mansion may be fine, but what about the second bedroom?

Being suppressed or not?
"Old slave thinks that the saint is not necessarily King Qi. In recent years, His Royal Highness Prince Zheng's reputation has been getting better and better. A few days ago, an old sister of old slave, who lives in Prince Qi's palace, told old slave Come on, it’s said that there is some unrest in King Qi’s backyard, and I don’t know if there will be trouble in the future.”

Mrs. Lu and Mrs. Zhou chatted about the past.

The sound of children playing could be heard outside the yard. From what I heard, it was probably He Shaoguang and Shi Nianjiao who had brought the children to her place to sit for a while.

Mrs. Lu looked at Zhou's mother and saw the same smile in her eyes.

She got up and walked slowly to the door of the yard to greet them, and found that the couple with good faces were also coming with them. A group of people were walking towards her in groups. This moment was outlined in the sunset into a beautiful meticulous painting -

If the story ended here, it couldn't be better.

But there are no ifs in the world. Some old things, even the scars that are kept secret, will be revealed by someone.

　There are still a few foreshadowings from the past, which should be completed soon.The last half of the book was actually very difficult to write. You can tell from my roller-coaster update time. It’s obvious, it’s obvious hahhh
　　ok fine, the suffering is over, and long live freedom greets me!

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　　The next book is being drafted, and it will probably be about a time when she traveled through time and became a virtuous concubine. The concubine was about to die before she even sat in the seat, so she worked conscientiously on her tasks, and by the way, she went from being beaten by thousands of people to capturing the hearts of all the concubines. story.

　　In fact, it’s a bit like the back part of the book I wrote when I was in school, "After Traveling Through the Book, I Conquered the Emperor’s Harem". However, I didn’t write an outline at that time, and the writing was not good. The more I wrote, the more pretentious it became, so many of the subsequent stories were not included. , I will probably use some of my previous memes this time.
　　If you are looking forward to it, you can squat for a while. I may not be able to help stocking up to 10 manuscripts, and one day my hands will be itchy (crying face)
　　
　
(End of this chapter)