first class maid

Chapter 60
Yu Wenhong looked sideways at Xun Zhen, and Zhou Sicheng's eyes fell directly on Xun Zhen.

"Hey, you little girl, why are you crying?" Zhou Sicheng's hearing is quite good, and Xun Zhen's deliberately suppressed crying still reached his ears. This East Palace is really inexplicable. , but when his eyes fell on Xun Zhen's tearful face, he was shocked at the moment, and blurted out after a while, "Ma'am?"

Xun Zhen was taken aback by this address. He looked at Zhou Sicheng with a square face through the rain and fog. He called her madam?

This... what is this called?

However, Yu Wenhong did not miss Zhou Sicheng's shocked expression. The information he collected was indeed correct. Xun Zhen looked like his mother, but at this moment, his face seemed to be slightly displeased, "Xun Zhen, what are you doing in the East Palace?" place? Weeping at will?”

This soft shout brought back Zhou Sicheng's wandering thoughts, and he took a closer look, and found that this woman was only fifteen or sixteen years old, and she looked very much like his wife when she married General Xun at the beginning of the year. When Yu Wenhong called her Xun Zhen, the tall and mighty tiger body trembled, "You... Are you really Xun Zhen? Are you the youngest daughter of General Xun?"

"My father passed away long ago, so it's hard for General Zhou to remember."

Xun Zhen's eyes turned red again, and her father's voice and smile were a little blurred in her memory. She only remembered that her grandfather, who was injured and sick, would often hug her to write and draw, and her father was more running around. Between the barracks and the frontier, the number of times my father hugged her can be counted on the fingers since I can remember.

Zhou Sicheng was also stunned, staring at Xun Zhen closely, as if he wanted to find the shadow of Xun Yi and the charming general's wife from her.That year, the daughter of Suzhou's scholarly family firmly stated that she would marry General Xun, and he was there at the time, also at the age of fifteen or sixteen, with the same face.

He thought about it a lot, from the girl who was incensed and met a bandit outside the city of Suzhou, to the girl who fell in love with the indifferent young general at first sight. Those images all seemed to happen yesterday, but the girl with red eyes in front of him was real. Tell him honestly that time has passed for a long, long time.

With such a face, he would cry involuntarily when he heard about the Xun family. How could he not be a descendant of the Xun family?Even if he didn't examine that piece of emerald and jasper, he was convinced of it.

"That's great... that's great... There are still descendants of the Xun family alive..." Zhou Sicheng tried his best to control his urge to cry. He hadn't forgotten that this was the East Palace, but he was just muttering these few words.

This moved everyone present.

This murmur also made Xun Zhen feel sad. The tears seemed to flow down again. Suddenly, a brocade handkerchief was stretched out in front of her. Looking at the neat stitches of the handkerchief, it was obvious at a glance that it was Xu Shanggong himself. Su Zhi suddenly turned his head to look, and it turned out to be the extremely hateful Yu Wenhong. Seeing the somewhat helpless expression in his eyes, he turned his head stubbornly and ignored him.

Seeing her appearance, Yu Wenhong's anger seemed to rise again, he put the brocade handkerchief into her hand regardless, gave Yan Han, Zhang Datong and others a wink, walked out of the main hall, and passed by Xun Zhen's side At that time, he said in a voice that the two of them could hear: "Chacha, cry like a flower-faced cat. You are already ugly, but now you look even uglier. Those who don't know will think that I have treated you badly."

When Xun Zhen heard the words, he turned his head and stared at the orange figure, but there was a faint warmth in his eyes. Is this person going to die if he speaks a good word?It's so ugly to say it.

Zhuang Cui'e also wisely refused to urge Xun Zhen to return to the Shanggong Bureau. It seemed that the crown prince intended to let the cold-faced general talk to Xun Zhen, so he bowed slightly and retreated with the little eunuch.

Seeing that he and Xun Zhen were the only two people in the empty main hall, Zhou Sicheng knelt down on one knee, "How are you all these years, Miss?" Suddenly he punched the ground with one fist, and the thick granite floor of the East Palace was unexpectedly covered by him. A hole was punched out, "Back then the marshal forced us to die, and we made a blood oath to obey the imperial decree and leave the imperial capital. Even the most powerful eighteen cavalry around the marshal were not allowed to stay. All of them had to leave, and those who did not leave would not obey the order. The Xun family's army was permanently expelled, and...and a death order was given not to rescue the orphans of the Xun family..." At this point, this resolute and bloody man couldn't help but burst into tears.

This is an allusion that Xun Zhen has never heard of. She never knew that her grandfather made such an arrangement after the house was ransacked. At this moment, she can only listen to Zhou Sicheng's memories quietly.

"At that time, I and everyone were unwilling. How could I leave a descendant of the incense lamp for the Xun family? The general...he rose up and forced us to make a blood oath because Xun A family can have no heirs, but Huaguo cannot be without generals... Hu's peace is only temporary, if he commits another crime in the future, there will be no one to guard Huaguo..."

Xun Zhen knew that her grandfather and father abided by the ancestral precepts and devoted themselves to serving the country, but she never thought that since she was willing to sacrifice them at the last moment, she would also consider the overall situation of Hua. .

One of the two told the story with blood and tears, and the other listened quietly, both venting the grief hidden deep in their hearts.

After a long while, Xun Zhen wiped away his tears with a handkerchief, and just remembered to step up to help Zhou Sicheng, "General Zhou, get up quickly, Xun Zhen can't bear it."

"Of course Miss can afford it. Why do you still call me General Zhou? Just call me by my name. If the old marshal hadn't taken me in back then, I might still be begging today." Seeing her crying with red eyes, Zhou Sicheng quickly stopped her Tears, I made fun of myself.

"Then how?" Xun Zhen said, no wonder she had an impression of him.

"If Miss doesn't dislike it, just call Uncle Zhou. I remember that when Miss was born, the general was so happy. He often said that he would have a daughter who is as chaste and virtuous as your mother... It's a pity that the general couldn't see it. Miss has grown up..." Zhou Sicheng's voice was a little choked up.

Xun Zhen's heartache, which had been suppressed by force, suddenly ached again with his words.

Standing on the porch outside, Yu Wenhong looked back at the situation in the hall, sighed softly, then turned to look at Yan Han, "Teacher, it seems that the Xun family is more popular than my Yuwen family."

(End of this chapter)