Chapter 442 (1/2)
Wen Jiu lowered his eyes and said, ”it's not urgent. When he comes back from the border...”
She paused for a moment, the water color in apricot eyes lingered, and said gently and firmly, ”it will be a beautiful day when he comes back from the border.”
Mrs. Xie was stunned, took her hand and whispered, ”OK... OK!”
Mrs. Xie, who was on one side, spoke softly to the two little ones for a long time. Xie Wanjin came to play tricks and amuse them. Only then did she coax people to stop crying.
In the early morning, the sun is fine.
The dead leaves were blown off the branches by the strong wind, swept across the eaves and flew away.
”Jin'er Yulu hasn't come out yet. I'll go and have a look.” Wen Jiu said to old lady Xie, got up slowly, nodded to the third lady and others, and went into the house to pack up.
She was full of sorrow for parting and worried, and she didn't show it in front of people at all.
The same is true of the Xie family. Both of them tried not to cry and whispered, ”can we go out of town to see our eldest brother off?”
The fourth childe whispered, ”be good. If you don't cry, the fourth brother will take you.”
”Well, we must not cry or make noise.”
Small six small seven hurriedly whispered assurance way.
Wenjiu went into the room and looked at the clothes sorted out by the two little maids. He added two thick clothes and collected all the things Xie Heng needed in his daily life.
She thought in her mind as she took care of it;
In the bitter and cold land of the northern desert, food and grass are the most scarce.
Once this front line begins to fight, it is certainly impossible to count on the old emperor and the Treasury.
All the rice and grain she had previously purchased were transported to beizhou for disaster relief. The three armies moved immediately, but they didn't know where the grain and grass were.
Xie Heng wanted to give her a home, so he loved the world.
Because each other knows in their hearts that there is a country, there is a home.
What Wenjiu can do now is to make Xie Heng's journey go smoothly.
……
The palace, the palace of deliberation.
The old emperor sat on the Dragon chair, and a large number of civil and military officials stood in the hall, announcing with the internal attendant.
Xie Heng and Zhao Feng stepped into the hall at the same time, followed by the ministers behind him.
”Xie Heng, see the emperor.”
The boy saluted with a fist and stood alone.
These individuals who came in with him, including Zhao Feng, bowed to the ground and gave a big gift. Long live the mountain. Xie Heng was more and more frivolous, rebellious and arrogant.
However, the civil and military forces of the Manchu Dynasty boast of being a noble scholar, which is not as proud as a young man.
Zhao Yi has been ill for a long time. At the moment, his face is blue and white and looks older and older. When he sees Xie Heng coming into the hall, his face looks a little better. He opens his mouth and says, ”Xie Aiqing came just in time. Please forgive me quickly.”
”Thank you, Emperor.”
Xie Heng's voice is clear and clear, mixed with the commonplace voice of everyone, it is particularly clear.
”Tell your father!” seeing this, Zhao Feng hurried forward and said, ”King Dingbei is concerned about all the people. When he is ill, he takes great pains to enter the palace to ask for war. This is the great righteousness. We should follow suit...”
A group of Ministers who had just come out of Xie's house immediately echoed the prince and praised Xie Xiaoyan as unparalleled in the world.
How cruel I scolded secretly before, how fierce I boast now.
Xie Heng stood in the center of the political hall and glanced at the people.
It is said that there is no first place in literature. These literary ministers boast about people. They are really exaggerating.