Rebirth of a Star General Chapter 238: Monarchs

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Yanhe left, the sky gradually darkened, and Lin Shuanghe was leaving too. Before leaving, he told Xiao Jue: "You remember to give Sister He the medicine. After drinking the medicine, she should wake up soon. I will come again tomorrow, Huai Jin, don’t worry too much."

Lin Shuanghe was sent away. Although He Sui and He Yunsheng were also worried about He Yan, Xiao Jue guarded before He Yan collapsed, and it was difficult for them to come in. He Suisheng took He Yunsheng away.

The medicine in the bowl gradually cooled down, Xiao Jue helped He Yan up, took the medicine and carefully scooped a spoonful into her mouth, and the medicine poured out along the corner of He Yan's mouth, and he hurriedly put down the medicine bowl , Took the kerchief and wiped the medicinal marks on He Yan's lips, frowning slightly.

He Yan's face is still pale. She has always had a big heart. She is always smiling. It is the kind of cheerful temper who can tell people around you not to worry even if she is seriously injured. For the first time now, I see her in a dream Zhongdu looked uncomfortable.

He stretched out his hand, gently stroked the top of He Yan's hair, turned his head to look at the bowl of medicine that was about to be cold on the desk, paused for a moment, and finally made up his mind, picked up the medicine bowl again, and lowered his head to drink Take a bite.

The **** the collapsed girl closed her eyes tightly, her eyelashes softly hung down, showing a bit of fragility that was not available in the past. The young man's eyes were fixed on the collapsed man, stiffened, struggling for a while, and finally slowly bent over , Lowered her head and covered her lips.

The concoction is not hot anymore, the warmth is just right, and his ears are already red after feeding a bowl of medicine. He took a sigh of relief before sitting up straight and covering He Yan's quilt.

The matter of whether you are a gentleman or a gentleman has never been in Xiao Jue's consideration. In the past, he acted entirely according to his own mind, only when he was concerned about the woman in front of him. I'm always afraid of making her feel conflicted.

Xiao Jue took out the empty medicine bowl. As soon as Fang went out, he saw a young man squatting under the eaves on the opposite side of the yard, drawing scribbles on the snow with branches.

He Yunsheng.

He Yunsheng saw Xiao Jue come out, his eyes brightened, Xiao Jue put the empty bowl into the kitchen, when he came back, He Yunsheng had already arrived in front of He Yan's room, looked at Xiao Jue, he wanted to say something again. The appearance of the stop.

Xiao Jue covered He Yan's room door to prevent the wind from entering, before looking at He Yunsheng: "You have something to tell me?"

He Yunsheng swallowed.

He used to admire Xiao Jue very much. I'm afraid the young men in the city of Shuojing are just like him. When did it change? Probably from that day when He Yan was on the river in Chunlai and charged him with killing Fan Cheng, and led the chasers alone. He Yunsheng suddenly realized that just admiring and admiring others is useless. Only when you are strong can you protect He Yan, He Sui, and the people you want to protect. Instead of focusing on someone far away, it's better to spend more time improving yourself.

Later, He Yan came back, became Wu'anhou, and brought back a fiance.

This fiance is Xiao Jue.

He Yunsheng is actually not hostile to Xiao Jue. The so-called resistance is only from He Yan's tension. He Yan almost lost his life for Fan Cheng, so I don't know if Xiao Jue is another Fan Cheng? No one can say this clearly.

But today he also saw that He Yan fainted, Xiao Jue stood by He Yan’s collapse, wiped her hands, dried her medicine, and never left. He thought, Xiao Jue should like his sister. And this liking was deeper than he and He Sui had imagined.

"Captain Xiao," the young man said nervously and somewhat resolutely, "Will you always treat He Yan like this?"

Xiao Jue glanced at him with some surprise, then silently replied: "Yes."

"My sister, she... is very different from other women." He Yunsheng thought for a while before slowly speaking: "What she wants to do, no one can stop, what she doesn't want to do, who I can't force it."

"But she is a good person, don't hurt her." He Yunsheng said: "If you hurt her, I..." The young man said solemnly: "Even if I pay all the price, I have to ask for an explanation for her. ."

Xiao Jue looked at him for a long while, smiled, "Yes." After a pause, he said again: "But you shouldn't have this opportunity."

He Yunsheng also laughed, "This is a conversation between our two men. After He Yan wakes up, don't tell her."

Xiao Jue looked down at the accumulated snow on the ground. The snow in the yard hadn't been swept away in time and was covered with a thin layer. He asked He Yunsheng, "You care about He Yan?"

The young man instinctively wanted to refute, but he sighed, "She is my sister."

Is my sister. Although she grew up, she always bullied him, scolded him, snatched his favorite pastries, and always loved to complain to He Sui. But she would also stand in front of him, silently protecting him.

In this world, apart from He Sui, they are the closest people. How could he not care?

"This is very good," the young man said quietly: "You will always care about her so much in the future."

"Of course I will always care about her." He Yunsheng said, couldn't help but glance at the young man standing beside him again. For some reason, the previous worries suddenly disappeared a lot.

Xiao Jue... is a different person from Fan Cheng.

……

He Yan had a long dream.

In the dream, she was still in her childhood, wearing a mask. At that time, she hadn't gone to Xianchang Hall to study. She was still a poor creature who could only stay in the house except for sneaking out of the dog hole every day. . One morning, she brought in water from the monks of the Donghuang Mountain Gang. When she went back from the dog hole, she accidentally ran into the servant of Yexiang who had gotten up early in the house. She turned her head and ran away accidentally and bumped into someone. Body.

This person's dress is very fragrant, like a flower in the spring day, fragrant and nostalgic, and her voice is also soft, with a little smile.

A pair of hands pulled her up from the ground.

The lady's eyebrows are somewhat similar to her, she looked at her, very gentle, and moved her slightly to her side, hiding her figure. After the few people left, she gently patted He Yan's hand and whispered: "It's okay, be careful."

He Yan was wearing a mask, and the other party couldn't see her face, but she thought, at that time, her face under the mask must be dull and full of desire to get close.

The woman turned and left. He Yan followed behind, trying to call her a mother, but for some reason, she was so close, but she couldn't keep up. She saw the woman go further and further away. , Until disappeared from her sight. She fell to the ground in embarrassment, sad and wronged in her heart, and couldn't help crying "Wow".

"He Yan?" Someone seemed to be calling her name.

He Yan opened his eyes and met Xiao Jue's concerned gaze. She felt cold on her face, and she subconsciously stretched out her hand, but it was full of tears.

In an instant, she understood everything.

The events on the Tianxing Stage recurred in her mind. She closed her eyes, unavoidable pain, and came overwhelmingly.

"My mother, she..." Tears rolled down as soon as she uttered a word.

He Yan originally thought that although she and Mrs. He were named as mothers and daughters, there was no love between them. In those years when she yearned for the care of her mother, Mrs. He was always missing. Not to mention resentment, but there are more or less complaints. Even since she was reborn, she had never known what kind of attitude to face Madam He second again. Today, there is no such opportunity anymore.

"Your Majesty allowed me to bury the second wife of He," Xiao Jue said softly: "He Yan..." He couldn't think of anything to comfort the girl in front of him, "Don't bear it, just cry if you want."

Cui Luo has been here once, telling the truth. Madam He had been preparing for today early in the morning, He Rufei did not feed her poison, the poison was hidden by herself. Mrs. He had already had the will to die, and with her body, she wouldn't be able to live long. She and Cuiluo asked for a token to go to the Tianxing Terrace, and when the He family were not paying attention, she crawled out of the dog hole that He Yan had dug at the beginning, and rushed all the way to the Tianxing Terrace, just to spend her life on He Yan tired. The last piece of evidence.

The so-called transaction with Xiao Jue was her last life-saving talisman for He Xinying, and it was also the escape route she arranged for He Yan.

Xiao Jue never dismissed the method of calculating people's hearts in the woman's back house, but Madam He's method was not very clever. She wanted to create the illusion that she was partial to He Xinying, but couldn't help but care about He Yan. In the end, she sacrificed her life to clarify the grievances of He Yan in her previous life. A mother would never do this step unless she loved her daughter.

It's just... if this is her last wish, he is willing to cooperate with him and let her get the little satisfaction of her strategy.

In the life of Mrs. He's second wife, she can't help herself, and rarely has the moment to decide her own destiny. She can't decide her own birth, but she can decide her own death, using death to pave a way for her two daughters, even if she can't see it at all.

He Yan choked up and said: "Xiao Jue, I don't have a mother...I will have no mother in the future."

The word mother, even though it does not exist many times in her life, but as long as it is there, there may be a glimmer of hope. But Mrs. He left, and she would never have a chance again in the future. The so-called fantasy between mother and daughter can only be an illusion forever, and there is no chance to realize it.

God cruelly refused to even give her this opportunity, and made her extremely regretful. The last time she was in Yuhua Temple, she didn't say a few words to Madam He.

Xiao Jue lowered his eyes and stared at her, feeling uneasy in his heart. Of course he knew how uncomfortable He Yan felt at this moment, because he had done the same back then.

If it was the suffering of flesh and skin, he could have suffered it on behalf of He Yan, but no one could bear the pain of losing a loved one for her.

"What did she say to you last?" He Yan asked.

At that time, only Xiao Jue was beside Madam He, and no one heard the conversation between them. She didn't know what Madam He said when she died, but there was one sentence for her?

"She said," Xiao Jue paused, then spoke slowly, "I was stunned by the man of the lotus, but I can't take it with you..."

"She loves you and hopes you will live well."

He Yan sobbed quietly in the room.

I don't know how long it took, the room calmed down, He Yan wiped away the tears on his face, and his voice barely calmed down: "Xiao Jue, the emperor has checked He Xu's second house, where is my sister He Xinying?"

"She has nothing to do with this matter, if..."

"I will explain this to the emperor, don't worry." Xiao Jue was silent for a while, reached out and hugged her in his arms, and whispered: "He Yan, I will always be with you."

……

In the palace.

In the palace of Concubine Lan, the fourth prince was staring at the burning candle in a daze.

"Are you here to stay in a daze?" Concubine Lan's words brought back Guang Shuo's thoughts.

Guangshuo returned to his senses and said: "Mother concubine, I am just thinking about what happened on the Tianxing Terrace today."

What happened today, the whole thing was shaken, and the whole Wei was shocked.

"General Feihong turned out to be a woman, who would have thought?" When Guang Shuo talked about this, he was still a little unbelievable, "It turns out that women can fight wars, and they can also be great generals."

"You, don't underestimate the woman." Concubine Lan smiled and picked up the tea cup in front of her, with a light voice, "You men are fighting in the battlefield, and the women are fighting in the back house. No one is more sad than anyone. The world is in the world. Women, men can do, women can do. It’s just that there are too few people willing to be the first bird, Guangshuo, you have to remember that if you underestimate women, you will definitely suffer a lot in the future."

Guang Shuo respectfully said: "I remember it." After a pause, he sighed again: "But the second Miss He, General Feihong, was conspired to death by her family in the end. The He family was too cruel and cruel. Now, even my own daughter can do it."

Lan Guifei smiled noncommitantly: "It's not too late, the time has not come, the cause planted by the He family, isn't it time to eat the bad results now?"

"Yes," Guang Shuo heard the words, nodded and said: "At the moment, the emperor's father is investigating the second family of He Xu, and the evidence is conclusive. The general comforted me a little."

Lan Guifei looked at him and smiled without saying a word.

"Mother concubine, what do you think the ministers do here?"

"What do you think about Xu Xiang?" Concubine Lan asked.

Guangshuo was startled.

"Now Xiao Huaijin and Xu Xiang have completely torn the skin. Since Xiao Huaijin sent Xu Xiang back to prison, he will not let this opportunity go. I think he has other evidence in his hands."

"Erchen thinks so too." Guangshuo replied, "It's just..."

"Just what?"

"Father, I am afraid he will not be ruthless against Xu Xiang."

"Your father, is a person who is old-fashioned." Concubine Lan looked into the distance, "When the emperor had just ascended the throne, it was Xu Xiang who helped him to sit firmly in that position. The grace of the emperor. But your father is already old."

Guangshuo looked at the woman in front of him.

"An old emperor will make plans for the future. Even if your father is not as good as his words, he will not hope that Wei's country will be destroyed in his hands. Whether it is for the prince, or for the future prince, the emperor Xu Xiang will be punished. Guangshuo, if you want to fight, you must fight against Xiao Huaijin,"

"The law of human beings is like the way of using soldiers, attacking the heart first. Xiao Huaijin is for his father to vindicate his grievances. If you add flowers to the cake at this time, it will be like giving charcoal in the snow."

Guang Shuo was silent for a while, and said: "Mother concubine, Erchen understands."

"You are as kind as your father," Concubine Lan looked at him gently, "I know you don't like power and human minds, but Guangshuo, if you want to be an emperor, you must learn how to govern officials. This doesn't It's not a bad thing. You must be born in a palace and you want to choose your own destiny. There is nothing in the world that has the best of both worlds. Look at your father, he has been smart for a lifetime. Now, isn't he also restrained? "

Guangshuo did not speak.

The oil of the candle dripped over the desk, like red tears. Quietly in the hall, only the lady's sleeves were fragrant, and a layer of empty and cold air was engulfed.

……

Xiao Jue entered the palace in the middle of the night.

When the servant announced that he entered the imperial study room, Emperor Wen Xuan hadn't rested yet. The memorial files on the table were scattered randomly, and he didn't want to look at it.

He is not a diligent monarch. He may have tried to do so in the first two years of his ascension, but then he gave up. There are emperors who are striving to govern, and there are also mediocre kings. For the rest of his life, Emperor Wen Xuan felt that there was nothing wrong with being a mediocre emperor. What he wanted to do was to live a life like this plain and plain. When the time came, he would pass the throne to his son, and that would be fine.

He has indeed lived like this for most of his life, and sometimes Emperor Wenxuan himself feels pretty beautiful. He is not like his father, who is busy all day long, nor is he like the Emperor and the others, who are conquered and conquered by himself. He lived more easily than both of them, and lived longer than both of them.

Isn't Dawei good? As long as he is good at employing people, military commanders guard the country, and civil servants govern the affairs of the country, it is also a peaceful and prosperous age. To this day, all the truth he thought was overturned. Emperor Wen Xuan sat here and suddenly discovered that he hadn't really become an emperor over the years.

He is not a talented emperor. If he was not born in the royal family, he would be more willing to be an idle prince, a child of an ordinary official, or even a son of a wealthy businessman. He has no big ambitions and no talents. Just write poetry, draw and enjoy. Fun on earth is just fine. Instead of sitting in this position, every action is related to the life and death of tens of millions of people. If you don't do it well, someone will scold him behind your back. If you do it well, others think that this is what he deserves.

An emperor who longs for freedom is a royal taboo. He hid his mind in the depths, but it turned out that everyone could see it.

Xiao Jue came in.

Emperor Wen Xuan looked at the young man in front of him.

He still remembers that when Xiao Zhongwu brought Xiao Jue to him for the first time, Xiao Jue was only a teenager, and he was so beautiful. He looked proud and looked a little careless. He's loose, completely different from his gentle and polite older brother. At that time, Emperor Wen Xuan thought that Xiao Zhongwu, a martial artist, had two outstanding sons, which was really jealous.

Unexpectedly, in a blink of an eye, Xiao Jue would have grown so big. The youth's youth has all faded away, looking at his gaze, calm, respectful, and somewhat cold.

He suddenly remembered Xiao Zhongwu.

"In fact, looking at it now, you and your father still have some similarities." Wen Xuan said.

He always thought that Xiao Jue looked like Mrs. Xiao with bright eyebrows, but in fact, his sharpness and calmness came from his father.

"Your Majesty, do you remember Weichen's father?" Xiao Jue said calmly.

Emperor Wen Xuan was startled.

He thought that after a long time, his memory would be a little fuzzy, but when he remembered it, Xiao Zhongwu's appearance turned out to be so clear. That tall man who always wore a golden armor and a sword was different from the civil servants in Chinese. It was like the wind from the northwest, harsh, wanton, and open-minded, making all those who yearn for freedom envy.

Emperor Wen Xuan also envied.

But in the end Xiao Zhongwu died, and the Xiao family almost collapsed. If it weren't for the young man in front of him to go to Guocheng with three thousand soldiers and horses, perhaps, there would be no Xiao family in today's Great Wei.

He looked at Xiao Jue: "You used to hate me?"

"Weichen dare not."

Emperor Wen Xuan laughed lowly, not daring, that means there has been a past. In the whole world, only the man in front of him has the courage to say this in front of his own face, but he is not angry. Perhaps it was because, for many years, no one dared to speak the truth in front of him.

"The emperor," Xiao Jue said: "Weichen begs the emperor to let go of the wife of Hanlin scholar Xu Zhiheng, He Xinying."

"He Xinying?"

"The true General Feihong, Miss He Er, was a sister of a female compatriot." Xiao Jue said: "After Miss He Er was conspired to drown in the pond, the He family married Miss He Er's sister He Xinying. , To be Xu Zhiheng's continuation." He looked at Emperor Wen Xuan, "The second lady He is dead, and Grandma Xu is the only relative of General Feihong who is still in the world. Moreover, the minister has already inquired about Grandma Xu's question to General Feihong and He Ru. I don’t know anything about non-interchangeable identities."

"Your Majesty Rende, please take care of He Xinying for the sake of the dead General Feihong, and save her life."

"General Feihong..." Emperor Wen Xuan murmured.

Everything on the Tianxing Station today is due to General Feihong. However, he did not expect that the Feihong he had personally entrusted was a woman.

At that time, when He Rufei took off his mask and revealed a handsome face, Emperor Wen Xuan was still wondering if he had a birthmark and his ugly appearance was fake. Now it seems that since then, the He Family has started a scam to deceive the world.

If Miss He Er is still alive, Emperor Wen Xuan may also cure her of her sins, after all, she is also involved in deceiving the emperor. But Miss He Er died, and she died so miserably. People die like a lamp. No one remembers all the bad things in front of her. When looking at a dead person, people are always tolerant and feel that there is nothing bad about her. .

"Finally, let her live." Emperor Wen Xuan sighed, "After all, General Feihong, once really charged for the Great Wei, and put down the Western Qiang Rebellion."

"On behalf of General Feihong, I would like to thank your majesty for the grace."

Emperor Wen Xuan looked at Xiao Jue, but smiled, "I heard that you and General Feihong were classmates, so running for her, it seems that you are also a nostalgic person. If you know General Feihong, you should also be relieved. "

Xiao Jue said nothing, Emperor Wen Xuan waved his hand, "Go down."

The young man saluted and turned to leave when Emperor Wen Xuan stopped him again.

The emperor’s voice was deeply exhausted, "I have treated Xu Xiang so much for so many years, why would Xu Xiang be rebellious?"

The waiter lowered his head, afraid to speak.

After a while, the young man said lightly, "If you are very pampered, you will be arrogant, and you will become grudges. Perhaps, your Majesty has treated him too much."