Heerdan calmly picked up a bowl of wine on the table and said, "Your Highness, King Khan is very optimistic about you. In Xuanyue Dynasty, there was Crown Prince Song Hancheng and King Wu Chen Hanzhuo. However, you are both civil and military, but you are not allowed to be reused. King Khan is sincere.
I feel sorry for you."
Song Hancheng's eyes moved slightly, he flipped his wrist, and retracted the cold sword on Heerdan's neck. Heerdan's words really touched Song Hancheng's heart. He had worked harder than Song Hanzhuo since he was a child, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't
Emperor Xuankang couldn't get the respect of Emperor Xuankang. Emperor Xuankang doted on Song Hanzhuo to the point of being lawless. He hated him and was jealous of him. It was obvious that he was not inferior to the crown prince Song Hanxiu in terms of literacy and not inferior to Song Hanzhao in martial arts, so why couldn't he be reused!
Even though they were both sent to the northern border, why could he, Song Hanzhuo, command the three armies, while he could only guard the mouth of the Xihe River! He was unwilling to accept it! He had endured it for so many years, and he didn’t want to endure it any longer!
"King Khan promised that as long as he gets the five cities south of Fuyang City, he will help you ascend to the throne and swear in the name of the God of the Desert to be absolutely loyal to His Highness."
The light in Song Hanzhuo's eyes moved slightly, his thin lips curled up slightly, he raised his wine glass and touched Heerdan's wine bowl in the air, and then drank it down.
On the second day, Song Hanzhuo was busy training soldiers and had no time to accompany her, so Ye Fuxun and Qingyun, who changed into women's clothes, wandered around Fuyang City in every possible way, followed by two soldiers sent by Song Hanzhuo. The prince originally carried him in
It was a 'man' who came out this morning. It turned out to be a woman. The two soldiers at the door were so surprised that they couldn't close their mouths. Later they found out that this was the legendary Princess Chen. She was responsible for all the military rations in the truck.
Instant admiration arose spontaneously.
The streets in Fuyang City and the capital city were like heaven and earth. They were filled with old people, women and children in ragged clothes. They were all unkempt and skinny. Ye Fuxun felt pity for them.
A dirty little girl about three or four years old ran to Ye Fuxun and blocked Ye Fuxun's path, "Please, please save my grandma, please."
The little girl had a pair of big, clear eyes, filled with tears. Her eyes were full of fear and prayer, and she held Ye Fuxun's sleeve tightly and wouldn't let go.
The soldiers behind him were about to drive forward, but were stopped by Ye Fuxun. He bent down, took out a clean handkerchief and wiped the little girl's tears, and then wiped her face. Only then could he see that the little girl looked tall.
She has clear features and beautiful eyes, very good-looking.
"What's wrong with your mother?" Ye Fuxun asked softly.
"My mother is sick. The grandmother next door said she is going to die. Big sister, what does death mean?" the little girl's grandmother said pitifully.
Ye Fuxun touched her dirty pigtails and comforted her, "No, you can take your sister to see your grandma."
A trace of joy flashed in the little girl's eyes and she nodded. Ye Fuxun took the girl's little hand. Qingyun frowned slightly and said, "Princess, I'd better go and have a look. You wait here."
"It's okay." Ye Fuxun lowered his head to look at the little girl, and then ordered the soldiers behind him to call for a doctor. Then he followed her into the alley next to him, passed through the long alley, turned left and right, and finally arrived at a building.
In front of the dilapidated courtyard, the little girl opened the door and ran in, "Aniang, Aniang, I'm back."
Ye Fuxun followed him into the room. The room was extremely dark, and there was an unpleasant smell in the air. There was only one bed, a dilapidated table, and not even a decent chair in the room.
, Ye Fuxun looked along the place where the little girl ran, and saw a skinny woman lying on the bed silently. When he saw the little girl came back, a gentle smile appeared on his sunken cheeks, "
The girl is back, cough cough cough."
"Aniang, a sister is here." The little girl took the woman's hand and pointed at Ye Fuxun and said, "This sister can save Aniang."
Ye Fuxun stepped forward and saw clearly that the woman had no human appearance at all. He saw Ye Fuxun smiling at her, like a female ghost who had been tortured in hell, her voice was like a broken gong, but her breath was
And weakly, "Girl, thank you for coming to see me."
"I've already ordered someone to call the doctor." Ye Fuxun took a step forward, touched the little girl's head, and said with a smile, "Your daughter is very cute."
The woman raised a pair of somewhat cloudy eyes and looked at Ye Fulun. She saw that his dress was not ordinary, and his demeanor was unusual for a wealthy family.
"My body, I know myself, can't live for long." The woman smiled weakly and said, "Fuyang City has been fighting, and the men have been captured to make young men. The girl's father was also captured, leaving
We are two orphans and a widowed mother. Who would have thought that my body is so unsatisfactory, so I feel sorry for this little girl." The woman touched the little girl's face lovingly and with some reluctance.
At this time, the soldier came in with an old man with a white beard. Ye Fuxun hurriedly got up and asked him to diagnose and treat the woman. The old doctor felt her pulse, and finally shook his head at Ye Fuxun and said, "I am terminally ill and there is no way to save me."
Already."
"Doctor, is there really nothing we can do?" Ye Fuxun asked with a frown. The old doctor sighed, shook his head slightly, and said, "Get ready for the funeral." After that, he walked out.
People died every day in Fuyang City, and he had people to save every day.
The little girl was confused and seemed to understand what the doctor said. She pulled his sleeve and begged him, "Grandpa, are you taking a look? Can you please save my grandma? Please."
The old doctor has been practicing medicine in Fuyang City for many years and is used to seeing life and death. A trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes. He stroked the little girl's hair with his old hands and said, "My child, please forgive me and accept the change."
"Girl..." the woman cried softly, and stretched out her dark hand towards the little girl. When the little girl heard her mother's call, she hurriedly ran over, held the woman's big hand with her small hand, and cried, "Auntie, you don't want to
How about leaving me alone?"
"Good girl." The woman also looked at the little girl with tears in her eyes. Finally, she used all her strength to sit up and wanted to get out of bed. She stumbled and almost fell down. Qingyun hurriedly held her, only to see the woman kneeling in front of Ye Fuxun.
In front of me, I looked at Ye Fuxun with tears in my eyes,
"What are you doing? Get up." Ye Fuxun said as he was about to help her up. The woman shook her head and said, "I am a dying person. I have something to ask my wife for help."
"If you have anything to do, just ask." After saying that, Ye Fuxun winked at Qingyun, helped him up, and leaned on the bed. The woman's eyes fell on the side reluctantly with tears in her eyes. She wanted to cry but didn't dare.
On the face of the crying girl, she said, "I hope the madam can give this girl a bite of food. She is still young. If I leave, I don't know if I can survive. So I shamelessly asked the madam to give her a bite of food. Let her
It doesn't matter if she is a slave or a maid, she will grow up in peace."
Ye Fuxun glanced at the little girl sitting beside him and asked in a low voice, "Does she have a name?"
The woman shook her head and said weakly, "How can a girl from a poor family have a name? Why don't you give her a name?"
The little girl sat obediently next to her mother, holding her mother's hand tightly and saying that maybe she understood the conversation between her mother and this fairy-like sister, and raised her big clear eyes to look at Ye Fulun.
Ye Fuxun paused slightly, touched the girl's face lovingly, and said, "Then call her Ruosu. There are four seasons under the tiles, life under the eaves, the years are mottled, and peace is Ruosu."
The woman smiled and said, "Okay, let's call her Ruosu." She touched the girl's head lovingly, "From now on, you will have a name. Your name is Ruosu." The little girl nodded.
"Don't worry, Ruosu, I will take good care of her. I am very happy to see her and don't recognize her as my goddaughter." Ye Fuxun took the little girl's hand and looked at the woman with a smile.
When the woman heard this, a glimmer of light flashed in her cloudy eyes. If her daughter could follow this lady, she would have no worries about food and clothing for the rest of her life. She bowed her head to Ye Fuxun gratefully, "Madam, you are such a good person.
I can't repay you for your great kindness. I will definitely repay Madam's kindness in my next life as a cow or a horse...cough cough cough..." Because she was too excited, the woman coughed violently again, and this time she actually coughed
There was blood.
Ye Fuxun looked at the woman with pity and said, "Don't worry, I will treat her as my own daughter, teach her chess, calligraphy and painting, and teach her how to read and write."
Hearing Ye Fuxun's assurance, the woman finally relaxed her breath, looked at Xiao Ruosu reluctantly, and said, "Girl, when my mother-in-law is no longer here, you must listen carefully to your godmother's words."
Be filial to your godmother, you see."
Xiao Ruosu nodded while crying. The woman was finally relieved. She smiled at her daughter and closed her eyes in peace. Xiao Ruosu shook her mother's arm and cried, "A'niang, A'niang, wake up."
Awake……"
Ye Fuxun stretched out his hand to hug Xiao Ruosu into his arms, and comforted softly, "Be good, be obedient, and let your mother go in peace." The child in front of him was only three or four years old, but he had some of the precociousness of ordinary children, and he had to face it.
To these life and death.
Ye Fuxun took the crying Xiao Ruosu out and told Qingyun to bury the woman properly. The little guy was tired from the suffering and fell asleep in Ye Fuxun's arms.
As soon as I came out of the alley, I met the old doctor again. I saw the old doctor bending down to bandage the wound of a beggar on the roadside. In fact, most people in Fuyang City were like beggars.
The old doctor got up and saw Ye Fuxun, nodded to her, saw the little girl in Ye Fuxun's arms, and said with pity, "I have pity on this child. He lost his parents at such a young age, but now Fuyang City is not alone."
It is very common that many children have lost their parents. She is lucky and can still follow the wife. At least she will not have to worry about food and clothing." The old doctor looked at Ye Fuxun's appearance and demeanor, and was surprised.
Like ordinary people, there were two soldiers following behind them. They must be the general's wife from some family, so they asked curiously, "Madam, how did you come to Fuyang City?"