While Fang Yi loved Fang Guai's daughter Jingshu for a hundred days, Fang Qingniang spent three hours sitting down with Li Zhi's eldest son Li Xian.
On the same day, news came back that Li Huishi and his people had successfully conquered the Eastern Expedition.
For Empress Changsun, Li Chengqian and others, this is undoubtedly great news.
Although the good news has been sent back, if Li Huishi, Hui Min and others really want to return to the capital, they will have to arrive in early March at the earliest.
Goguryeo, Silla, and Baekje, under the rule of the Hui people, were united into one, collectively known as Silla, and returned to the original Silla rule.
However, every future king of Silla must have returned from studying in the Tang Dynasty. Even the descendants of the noble Hui clan of Silla must go to Chang'an to study after reaching a certain age. Luo, it is up to them to decide whether they want to continue living in the Tang Dynasty or not, and the Tang Dynasty will not interfere.
In addition, the Tang Dynasty regularly sent officials to Silla to assist the king of Silla in governing the country, but would not easily interfere with Silla's national policies.
Under such policies, it was only a matter of time before Silla was assimilated by the Tang Dynasty.
Li Huishi inspected the Hui people all the way, and showed off the power of the Tang Dynasty to the crown prince of Silla Kingdom. The large group of people did not really arrive in Beijing until late April in the warm weather.
Li Huishi, the Hui people and others who had returned from victory were welcomed back to the capital in a lively manner.
If Li Huishi hadn't said that he was tired from the journey and asked Zhao Yi to hand over the palace defense in a few days, Fang Yiai would have wanted to quickly get rid of the things at hand and throw out everything that should be thrown away so that he could run home and see that it had been a year. The second son I met.
See if your son is thin? Is he taller? Is he injured? Has he suffered a lot? What have you learned during this trip? What insights have you gained?
Yizhen endured the tickling in his heart until sunset. After Fang Yiai and Gao Qingxiang finished handing over to each other, they flew back to Fang's house without any further delay.
Except for the young lady who brought her children and her husband to the palace to accompany Li's Huishi husband and his wife for a family dinner, basically everyone in the Fang family was gone.
After a trip to the battlefield, Jinlin's brows gained a hint of the fortitude that a soldier should have, the lines on his face also became angular, and his eyes gained a sharp edge.
"Good, it seems your kid's trip was not in vain." Fang Yiai looked at his son whom he hadn't seen for a year with satisfaction and said with satisfaction.
After receiving Fang Yiai's affirmative praise, Jin Lin immediately smiled happily. However, when he looked at Fang Yiai, there was a hint of anxiety hidden in his eyes.
The family happily had a reunion dinner and chatted until very late before going back to rest.
Told Jinqi Jinlin not to chat too late and to go to bed early.
Fang Yiai told Shu'er that Shu'er should go back and rest first. Fang Yiai went to the outer study and called Qian Zheng, who had followed Jin Qi east all the way, and asked in detail about the situation of the Eastern Expedition and Jin Qi's situation. Lin's life and experience.
The evil look between the child's brows and eyes was obviously because his hands had been stained with blood.
Thinking that Jin Lin's ten-year-old child had already killed everyone on the battlefield, Fang Yi felt a little heartbroken. More importantly, he was worried about leaving a shadow on the child's heart.
There is a huge difference between watching others kill people and killing people yourself. Fang Yiai knows this very well.
At that time, he himself was at a loss for a long time before he slowly came to terms with it. This is also an obscure and important reason why he is now paying special attention to practicing medicine and saving people!
After listening to Fang Yiai's order relayed by Fuasaki, Qian Zheng rested for the whole afternoon and seemed to be in good spirits at the moment.
However, what surprised Fang Yiai was that Qian Zheng actually had a sword in his hand when he came in!
A sword? Fang Yiai raised his eyebrows strangely. If he remembered correctly, the weapon Qian Zheng had been using should be a sharp and thin knife...
I remember when I was choosing a weapon, this guy said that using a sword is not as fun as using it.
Is it possible that the habit of using weapons can be completely changed after one expedition?
After Qian Zheng closed the door of the study room, he held the long sword in his right hand in front of his face with both hands. As he approached step by step, he slowly saw the pattern on the scabbard of the long sword clearly through the candlelight. Ai stood up from the chair in shock, his pupils kept dilating.
Fang Yiai shook her hands and picked up the long sword held by Qian Zheng. With memories in her eyes, she fondly touched the pattern on the scabbard. After touching both sides, Fang Yiai held the sword. With a "choking" sound, he pulled the sword back out of its scabbard.
Under the candlelight, the sword body, like autumn water, clearly reflected Fang Yiai's wide-open eyes, with a layer of light mist in them.
"How did this sword fall into your hands where it belongs?" Fang Yiai held the scabbard in one hand and the long sword in the other, holding the sword horizontally in front of her eyes. Fang Yiai's trembling voice was filled with chills.
Fang Yiai knows this Qiushui sword.
This is Mr. Hu's sword.
He had tinkered with the sword several times from Mr. Hu, but the sword was given to him by Li Huishi Hui people back then, and he couldn't give it away easily, so he gave Fang Yiai a break and asked Mr. Hu to help him make a similar sword. The Thoughts of the Long Sword.
When Cui Yufan led his men to chase him all the way from Liangzhou back to the capital, he was in danger several times. It was Mr. Hu who used this long sword to buy him a life, and he was able to survive with Ming without any danger. Yang and others returned to the capital alive.
This sword was Mr. Hu's favorite thing. When Mr. Hu resigned from the palace and returned to the city, apart from twenty taels of gold and a few pieces of clothing, the most precious thing he had with him was this sword. Long sword.
For a warrior, the beloved weapon can be regarded as the warrior's second life. Since it can be compared with life, that is to say, a warrior will not easily discard the weapons he carries with him.
Just like the iron sword used by Blacksmith Feng, the spear used by Fang Yiai! Even when nothing happens, they are habitually placed in the place they are most familiar with, even within arm's reach.
Now, this autumn water sword appeared in front of him, but there was no trace of Mr. Hu's breath around him. What did this mean?
Even though he had already guessed something in his mind, Fang Yiai was still unwilling to admit his guess.
After being poisoned that year, Mr. Hu suffered a lot of damage to his body. Compared with his strength from many years of martial arts training, it is impossible that his life expectancy is only a few years!
Qian Zheng glanced at Fang Yiai's expression. Before Fang Yiai could see his expression clearly, he quickly lowered his head, took out a letter from his arms, handed it to Fang Yiai, and said, "This is the last letter of Senior Hu before his death." I asked my subordinates to deliver it to the Second Young Master."
The smooth blade of the sword reflected the hint of worry and panic that Qian Zheng had when he raised his eyes just now. It had completely fallen into Fang Yiai's eyes, making Fang Yiai couldn't help but wonder. He narrowed his eyes and returned to normal.
Putting the long sword back into the scabbard and placing the sword on the desk, Fang Yiai stared at Qian Zheng who stood there respectfully, bowing his head and saying nothing. For a while, Qian Zheng felt that he could no longer carry it. Only then did Fang Yiai look away and pick up the envelope on the desk.
Opening the well-sealed envelope, Fang Yiai took out the only piece of letter paper inside. The handwriting on it was not Mr. Hu's own handwriting.
Fang Yiai's face darkened, she glanced at Qian Zheng, and read the letter first.
"Houseboy."
Are you making progress? What you have thought of, the long sword and autumn water, is given to you by the grace of the king. I hope you will cherish it. From now on, don't think of me.
In addition, Jinlin is good, Haosheng teaches and teaches, and inherits the master's martial arts."
There is Mr. Hu’s private seal at the signature of the letter, and the tone of voice in the letter is undoubtedly that of Mr. Hu. Fang Yiai can basically conclude that this letter should be dictated by Mr. Hu!…
"From now on, don't think about me." Staring at these words, Fang Yiai took a deep breath, looked up at the roof for a while, and suppressed the mist in his eyes.
"Thank you for your kindness, I will give it to you now." "Jinlin is good." What does it mean? Putting the letter gently on the desk, Fang Yiai looked directly at Qian Zheng and said, "Have you met Mr. Hu during the Eastern Expedition?" No. Doubtful, but affirmative.
"Yes." Qian Zheng obviously understood what Mr. Hu said in the sealed letter, so when faced with Fang Yiai's words, he did not panic and admitted truthfully.
"Tell me, what's going on? Mr. Hu can only dictate this letter and can't write it in handwriting?!" When this happened, Fang Yiai concluded that Mr. Hu was either seriously ill or seriously injured.
There is only one possibility left for him to appear in the Eastern Expedition army, that is, Mr. Hu was seriously injured at the time and was unable to hold a pen, or it was inconvenient to hold a pen!
"Senior Hu," Qian Zheng thought for a moment, glanced at Fang Yiai's expressionless face, and said, "Senior Hu said that he was traveling around Youzhou at that time, and when he heard that Goguryeo was invading the Tang Dynasty indiscriminately, he entered with his sword. To Changbai Mountain."
"Later, I heard that the emperor was leading the Eastern Expedition, so he wanted to report the information he had found to the emperor. However, he encountered a large group of Goguryeo remnant bandits on the way. He was unable to defeat them with both hands. Two generals, Wu Hao and Li Zhong, rushed to rescue them. By that time, he had already been seriously injured."
"Senior Hu passed away not long after he was rescued and met with the Emperor and Young Master Lin. With the Emperor's consent, Senior Hu left this sword to the Young Master." Qian Zheng simply put the matter aside and finished. After that, I stared at my toes, not daring to look at Fang Yiai.
"Is that just that?" Fang Yiai frowned, feeling a little uncomfortable, "When Wu Nan and Li Zhong rescued Mr. Hu, do you know the details?"
"General Wu and General Li were only in charge of patrol at the time. They rushed over when they heard the sound of weapons clashing. It was midnight and the situation could not be seen clearly. Only because Mr. Hu reported the name of the young master, Wu General and General Li saved people first." Qian Zheng lowered his head and said.
"Hmm. Nothing else?" Fang Yiai asked, with no hint of emotion or anger in her voice.
"Back to you, young master, there's nothing more." Qian Zheng paused before replying.
"Qian Zheng, Qian Zheng." Fang Yiai called Qian Zheng's name, stood up and walked out from behind the desk, leaned on the desk, picked up the long sword placed on the desk, holding the hilt in his hand, and carrying the sword with him The sheath was handed to Qian Zheng's chin, and he lifted Qian Zheng's chin, forcing Qian Zheng to look at him.
(Keep fighting for the third update!)
(To be continued. [This article was submitted by @小AI332335]).