Chapter 441 (2/2)

But in this world, many people live by themselves.

They fight for power and profit, and they don't believe that you don't love fame and wealth. They spend their time camping for high positions, and they believe that you are also a villain climbing step by step.

Xie Heng, dressed in black armor, walked to Wen Jiu with a chopping sword in one hand and a helmet in the other.

The morning light reflected in the young amber eyes, ”ah Jiu, I'm going to the palace.”

This time, it is to call troops and set out for war. I am thousands of miles away from home. I don't know when I can return.

Wen Jiu took the helmet in his hand, helped the boy take it, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, ”I'm involved in the affairs of the house. You can fight outside.”

Xie Heng looked at her for a long time and finally said ”OK.”

When the sound fell, he went out, opened the door, and the pale golden sun tilted in.

Wen Jiu looked back at the slender young man, who was shrouded in a faint halo, and his back gradually became a little fuzzy.

The crowd outside whispered a few words.

Zhao Feng's voice was particularly clear, ”general Xie, please.”

Then mixed with the voices of old lady Xie and Xie Wanjin, he said something in a low voice.

Xie Heng said, ”it's not the first time for me to go to war. My grandmother doesn't have to worry. She just needs to return from the mansion as usual.”

Little six and seven pestered him and shouted ”elder brother.”

A group of Ministers hurried by and said, ”general Xie, come into the palace quickly. It's really a great delay.”

Just a moment.

Wenjiu quickly walked to the door and saw only the back of the young man surrounded by people.

The red plum in front of the court is lonely and proud, and the north wind howls across the courtyard.

Xie Heng is very tall and has an outstanding posture. He stands out among the literary ministers.

Wenjiu leaned against the door and watched him walk through the corridor and disappear around the corner with the people. He didn't come back for a long time.

The Xie family watched them go away. It took a while for them to relax.

Old lady Xie turned back and said, ”the border is cold and bitter. Take two cold clothes to Dongfeng quickly!”

”Look at my memory!” Mrs. Xie said anxiously, ”it's very cold in the cold Mausoleum City and there's nothing to eat. How can he go like this? Wanjin, let someone prepare some food for your eldest brother!”

The northern desert is cold and bitter. Every winter, they have to migrate to find a place to spend the winter. Many people freeze and starve every year. Therefore, they come to the Dayan border to rob land and food at this time.

The old emperor loved his son and went to others for any hard work.

The Xie family will go wherever it is useful.

What's all this!

Xie Yucheng said helplessly, ”madam! Madam, don't worry. Dongfeng is leading the army this time. It's not easy to take clothes and food for him. Forget it.”

Mrs. Xie said anxiously, ”how can I forget it!”

”It should be in time. It will take several hours for the troops and horses in the imperial capital to gather. Now they are ready. I'll send them to the city gate with ah Jiu later.” Xie Wanjin said, calling the rich and noble to come and ordered them to get more dry food and meat.

Wen Jiu took a deep breath and said, ”I'll prepare two more sets of clothes for him.”

”Ah Jiu.” old lady Xie called her and said in a warm voice, ”let the maids do these things. Come and talk with me.”

”Yes.” Wen Jiu told jin'er Yulu to pack Xie Heng's clothes, went to old lady Xie, reached out his hand to help the old man to sit down at the stone table, and whispered, ”his injury is all right. There's another plan like this today. Grandma is relieved.”

Little six and seven secretly wiped their eyes. Afraid of being seen by their grandmother, they desperately looked up at the sky and wanted to turn back their tears.

Mrs. Xie patted the warm wine's hand, ”you child... Grandma is old and hasn't seen anything. You should be relieved. Originally, grandma wanted to marry you after the Spring Festival, but this...”