Gong Xue has bandits

Chapter 115 New Year's Eve Feast
The end of the new year is approaching, and the whole palace is getting busy, preparing for the New Year's Eve feast held in Zhaohua Palace.

In the peaceful atmosphere, there is a turbulent undercurrent, and the forces of all parties are ready to go, and it is at the moment of tension.

The cold wind was blowing inside the palace walls, and this year's prosperous capital city was colder than before.

When Fu Yuanzhi stepped into the small Buddhist hall, Zheng Fengyu was still kneeling in front of the Buddha statue, wearing plain clothes and hair, holding a rosary, and chanting scriptures devoutly.

Ever since Fu Yuanzhi gave up the exam and said something hopeless to her on the flower boat, she fell seriously ill when she returned home, and she seemed to have aged ten years.

Many obsessions from the past dissipated like smoke, she didn't even attend Fu Yuanzhi's wedding, she just started to stay behind closed doors, and really lived a life of eating fast and reciting Buddha's name.

It's not that she doesn't love her son anymore, but it's because she loves her son so much that she has no face to see him.

No one knew that she was haunted by nightmares, and she woke up with tears streaming down her face for countless nights, and the pale and hopeless voice on the flower boat that day kept echoing in her ears——

"I can't take revenge on anyone, I only hate myself, why was I born in this world..."

"If my mother gave birth to me not because of love, but because of hatred, then I would rather...never come to this world."

As if she had had a big dream, she suddenly woke up, half of her life had passed, and when she looked back, she realized how wrong she was.

It's a pity that it was too late to wake up. The child she loved like life, the only flesh and blood in the world, had been pushed into the abyss by her own hands, beyond redemption.

The cold wind was howling outside the window, this year Zheng Fengyu finally had white hair on his sideburns, and together with his old heart, he completely lost his vitality.

When Fu Yuanzhi arrived, he tried his best to calm his breathing, not letting the tears in his eyes show.

He came to say goodbye to Zheng Fengyu and send her away.

The incident was imminent, success or failure was unknown, and the sixth prince did not dare to take risks, so he specially arranged for Fu Yuanzhi to be in charge of this matter, and placed the female family members together in a temple thousands of miles away.

Fu Yuan came here to pick up Zheng Fengyu and Princess Xuanyin to meet up and send them away from Shengdu. The temple has already placed all his people there, so he is very relieved to send Zheng Fengyu there.

Moreover, the Sixth Prince would never have imagined that what he thought to be a good arrangement would just give Fu Yuanzhi a chance to contain him. If it really came to a last resort, Fu Yuanzhi would still have such a step back to deal with him.

In short, on this New Year's Eve, there is bound to be a bloodbath. Fu Yuanzhi doesn't know if today's farewell will be the... last time between himself and his mother.

"Mom, have you packed your things? I'll pick you up and go."

Fu Yuanzhi's voice resounded softly in the Buddhist hall, but the figure kneeling under the Buddha statue remained motionless until a long time later, amidst the lingering sandalwood, he suddenly said, "Yuanzhi, you are locked in the box. All those swallow notes in the book, my mother... saw all of them."

Fu Yuanzhi was stunned by the nonsensical words, Zheng Fengyu turned around slowly, his face was covered with tears.

On the day of Fu Yuanzhi's big wedding, she said she was sick and did not attend. Instead, she limped into the small black room with a cane, rubbed every corner where Fu Yuanzhi had sat, and opened the door. The preserved wooden box.

Only then did she know how oppressive and painful her child had been for so many years.

On each piece of swallow paper, each word weeps blood, carrying the most desperate and broken heart.

A flower in the mud is unbearable.

The body is like a mayfly, the rain beats the floating weeds, and life is so cheap.

There are still so many "forbearance" characters that are so powerful that it is impossible to imagine how the little children gritted their teeth in those years.

Every piece of Yanzi's paper is stained with gray and decayed, shrouded in a lingering haze, just like his life of being imprisoned in a cage without seeing the sun.

The only thing that has color is a few swallow papers filled with "Ajun". Those two words full of joy, repeated over and over again, one can imagine the touching smile on the lips of the young man when he wrote it down. .

It is impossible to describe the throbbing in Zheng Fengyu's heart at that moment. After many years, she was sitting in the small black room where her son would never come back. With trembling hands, she held the swallow notes with "A Jun" in her arms and cried bitterly.

"My son who is far away, mother finally knows, finally knows what a cruel thing I have done!" Zheng Fengyu's eyes were red and swollen, and he couldn't cry: "I forced you to leave the love in my heart, and I was killing your heart, blood Gouging it out!"

He begged her hard time and time again, but she ignored it, her eyes were only blinded by hatred, and she couldn't see his pain.

"How could your mother treat you so cruelly? How many times did you kneel on the ground and begged your mother? You said you were willing to fight with thousands of armies, but you didn't want to betray the love of your heart. Think about it, even if the road ahead is difficult, you have no complaints or regrets, you begged your mother so hard, but your mother was cold-blooded and ruthless, and instead pushed you into the abyss step by step..."

"My poor child, you have been so obedient and obedient since you were a child, and you never dared to disobey your mother's will, and your mother always wanted to give you the best things in the world, because in this cold world, only mother and You are dependent on each other, blood is thicker than water, and the most inseparable relationship, but in the end, the person who hurt you the most is precisely your mother!"

Zheng Fengyu cried heartbroken, trembling uncontrollably, Fu Yuanzhi also burst into tears, knelt down beside her, hugged her frail body, choked up and said: "Mother, stop talking!" , don’t say anything, those are all in the past, the child has never really hated his mother..."

"No, you should hate me, it's your mother who ruined your life!" Zheng Fengyu became excited and held his hand, "My poor child, you have lived a life of hardship, mother is really confused, mother regrets it !"

She hugged him tightly, buried her head on his shoulder, and burst into tears: "Actually, mother, I really love you, much more than you imagined..."

"But before mother learned to love you, she was blinded by hatred. If there is another life left, you can give mother another chance to love you well and make up for what she owes you in this life. Can you..."

"There is nothing owed, the child is willing to serve the mother for life, and the child of the mother will always be by the mother's side..."

Under the compassionate and solemn Buddha statue, the mother and son cried with each other in their arms, and the ice and snow between them completely melted.

The final moment of parting finally came. Zheng Fengyu held Fu Yuanzhi's hand tightly, unwilling to let go, "Is it very dangerous? Tell your mother the truth, is there going to be a big turmoil in the palace on New Year's Eve? What is the Sixth Prince asking you to do? Has the Han family army entered Shengdu City secretly? Everything is ready to go..."

Zheng Fengyu is not stupid, on the contrary, he can be said to be the smartest among the wives of the aristocratic family in the imperial city. Everything she inferred was correct, but Fu Yuanzhi couldn't tell her the whole story, so he could only reassure her and persuade her to leave first.

"Mother, please leave quickly. Only when you leave can the child feel at ease. You believe in the child. Nothing will happen to the child. The child will continue to be a mother and child with you in this life..."

At that time, Fu Yuanzhi didn't know that there was a word called a word becomes a prophecy.

In Kuocang Valley, the heavy snow that has lasted for months finally stopped, the sky cleared up, and a person was born again in this heavy snow.

The sun was shining warmly, Wen Renjun helped Luo Qiuchi out of the camp little by little, he looked up at the blue sky, his face was as smooth as ever, without a trace left, even a few years younger than before, from scratch There is a vigorous vitality from foot to foot.

The sun caressed that handsome face, he narrowed his eyes slightly, and raised the corners of his lips: "I haven't been in the sun for a long time, and I almost forgot this comfortable, warm, lazy feeling..."

Wen Renjun also looked up with him, and smiled lightly beside him: "From now on... I will accompany you in the sun for the rest of my life."

"What? Didn't hear clearly, what did you say?" Luo Qiuchi turned his head.

Wen Renjun's face flushed, but he still raised his tone and said, "I said, I will accompany you to bask in the sun for the rest of my life!"

"What? I still didn't hear clearly, say it again..." Luo Qiuchi tilted his head even more, exaggerating like a deaf man.

Wen Renjun didn't want to talk to this fellow anymore, so he yelled loudly in his ear: "It's fine if you don't hear clearly!"

As soon as the words were finished, a pair of hands suddenly stretched out, wrapped around her waist in the sun, and hugged her up!
Wen Renjun's heart was beating wildly, and before he could scream, Luo Qiuchi's smiling voice sounded in his ears: "Don't you say that you will bask in the sun for a lifetime with me? Now you start to think I have tinnitus, and when I am seventy or eighty, I will be really blind and deaf , why don’t you just kick me away?”

"You're such a scoundrel, you should kick a few more times!" Wen Renjun grabbed Luo Qiuchi's ear and snorted.

The sun was mottled on the broken hair in front of her forehead, and the long eyelashes were dyed with golden edges, so elegant and moving, Luo Qiuchi was stunned for a moment, his heart softened, and suddenly he laughed: "Okay, I will kick you for the rest of my life, okay." no?"

Wen Renjun was startled, the two looked at each other, the long wind blew through the ends of their clothes and hair, their figures got closer and closer, and finally listened to each other's heartbeat, and kissed each other softly.

When Hang Ruxue came, he just ran into this warm and affectionate scene.

He just came out of the place where Ba Yuehan was imprisoned, got his seal, and was going to send a letter to Shengdu to confuse the sixth prince.

Today, he finally knew what the "secret weapon" Luo Qiuchi was talking about was. While he was surprised, he couldn't help admiring that this "secret weapon" could indeed be worth millions of soldiers.

Fu Yuanzhi calculated everything without omission, and they followed his every step of the plan, taking no time to rush and waiting for the prey to enter the net.

The news of Kuocanggu's victory was not sent out, but the news was completely blocked, and several urgent battle reports were sent to the imperial city one after another, creating an illusion that they were still fighting hard and retreating steadily, and only Emperor Liang could accept it. Knowing the real military situation, they knew that they had won a complete victory and captured Ba Yuehan.

There is an agreement between the Sixth Prince and the Di Clan, besides the Han family army, Ba Yuehan is also an important help for the Sixth Prince to carry out the incident.

But now, what Hang Ruxue and the others have to do is to convince the sixth prince that he still has this support and is still sure of victory.

What he never dreamed of was that not only would he lose the help of the Di people, but he would also receive more unexpected "surprises" in the next conspiracy.

Everything was under Fu Yuanzhi's control and proceeded in an orderly manner. It was only then that Hang Ruxue really saw the methods of this astoundingly talented young man. It is no exaggeration to say that he is rare in a hundred years As a military strategist, with his own strength, the pattern on the chessboard is very different.

Thinking back to that day now, Luo Qiuchi'an's name couldn't have been more accurate——

The nemesis that the sixth prince could never dream of.

There really is no better description than this.

The sun shines on Hang Ruxue's handsome eyebrows. He looks at the two people who are kissing not far away, and a shallow smile can't help but float on his lips.

"General, everyone is ready, just wait for your order, and start to break out of the camp and leave Kuocang Valley..."

Xiangzi came trotting all the way, and when he was about to ask Hang Ruxue for instructions, the boy suddenly turned his head and said to him, "Hush!"

Xiangzi was a little stunned, looking at the two figures hugging and kissing in front of him, he suddenly understood what was going on.

For a moment, he had mixed emotions in his heart. He looked at the two hugging each other, and at Hang Ruxue who was alone, his lips moved, and an indescribable feeling came to his heart.

Under the sky, his eyes locked on Hang Ruxue's back, full of infinite... sympathy.

(End of this chapter)