"Dad, please spare Haotian this time. Haotian made such a mistake because he was hit too hard at the wedding. He lost his mind on impulse."
The study door opens.
See Li's mother, Li Haotian's mother Xue Feng kneeling in front of the study.
She no longer cares about manners, hands on the ground, head deep down.
The man at the top of the temple sighed deeply, but said nothing.
"Mr. Li, I'll go first."
Li Kaijiang nodded slowly.
After the other party left under the protection of the imperial guards, Li Kaijiang looked at the woman kneeling in front of him.
"Feng'er, get up."
"Dad, please, Haotian is just obsessed this time. I promise, there will be no next time."
Xue Feng still did not stand up.
A person has done a great mistake, even if the whole world denounces it, but there is one person who won't, that is his mother.
Li Kaijiang stood there, looking at the daughter-in-law who had lived in the Li family since childhood.
At that time, Xue Feng's father died in the battlefield in order to save him. Later, Xue Feng's mother missed her husband so much that she soon died of depression.
It was he who personally led the child into the house. It seems that it has been more than 40 years in the blink of an eye.
"Get up, feng'er. I'll see Haotian."
Li Kaijiang turned and walked to the south.
Xue Fengxi did not win and raised his head.
"Thank you dad, thank you Dad..."
In front of Li's parents' sun courtyard, there were two guards guarding Li Kaijiang. When they saw Li Kaijiang coming, they both saluted Zhuang Su.
Li Kaijiang walked into the courtyard without expression, stopped for a moment in front of the door, and immediately pushed the door open.
Li Haotian, who is under house arrest here, is no longer as handsome as he used to be. He sits on the bed like a walking corpse without soul.
Even if Li Kaijiang approached, his eyes did not turn.
Li Kaijiang stood in front of the bed and looked at him quietly.
After a long time, it seemed that the Li family found that there were more people in the room. They turned their eyes, grinned and called "grandfather."
After he came back from the Weishui River, he was directly imprisoned. This is the first time he and his grandfather have met in recent days.
"Come with me."
Li Kaijiang's words were very few. After a few words, he went out again.
Li Haotian got up. Because he kept a posture for too long, his movements were stiff and slow.
Came to the door, head-on dazzling light, let him see the sun again, subconsciously squinted.
The fresh air seemed to make him recover gradually. The Li family regained a little look in his eyes. He took a deep breath, clenched his hands and kept up with the figure in front of him.
They came to a ancestral hall.
In the ancestral hall, there is a wooden stele, but the difference is that there is no writing on the wooden stele, it is a wordless stele.
Li Haotian took the initiative to kneel down in front of the monument.
"Do you still know the meaning of our Li family's offering this wordless monument?"
Li Haotian bowed his head and said in a low voice.
"There are countless heroes and spirits in the world, not everyone has a name in the future. Although the memorial tablet has no words, love and righteousness are in the heart. But anyone who wants to sacrifice in the heart, or a teacher, or an ancestor, or an old friend, or every dead soul under the flag of the Dragon army, can worship before the memorial tablet, so as to calm down, worry and remember the long feelings."
"Good."
Li Kaijiang faces a stele without words.
"Our country can have today, depends on a heroic pay, our Li family's honor, is also innumerable people cast with their lives, many of them, even did not leave their names, Haotian, born in the Li family, is an honor, but also a misfortune, because every Li family, shoulder, carry countless souls."
"Our Li family can stand up in the capital city just because I am alive. The glory we enjoy is all left by these dead souls. Although they can no longer speak, they are looking at us all the time."
Li Haotian was biting his teeth and his eyes were red.
He knew that among the dead, there was his own grandfather.
Li Kaijiang was calm from beginning to end.
He turned.
"Haotian, are you afraid of death?"
……
"It's rare to accompany my sister to go shopping. Why are you absent-minded? Is that why I'm not happy?
On the streets of Kyoto, two women are wearing sunglasses. Although they cover their appearance, their clothes and temperament give people a feeling of being unattainable.
"Sister, what do you say? I don't like it."
"Why didn't you hear what I asked you just now? What were you thinking?"
Huang Rui strategy chief engineer Cai Hongli raised his sunglasses, took the hand of the woman beside him, hesitated and said."Sister, since the wedding, he seems to have disappeared, and the phone can't get through. Do you think he will be What's the matter? "
If she can call her sister, the woman wearing dark pencil pants and amber casual shirt is naturally Mu Qingyu, the leader of huangrui.
"You mean Li futu?"
Mu Qingyu's eyes twinkled, silent and whispered.
"It destroyed the marriage between the song and Li families and greatly damaged the reputation of song and Li's heirs in front of the whole world. It would be strange if nothing happened to him."
Cai Hongli was stunned and then wrinkled up her carefully decorated eyebrows.
"Sister, why are you so mean? He has nothing to do with you. Is it necessary for you to curse him like this? "
Mu Qingyu was also stunned, and then couldn't laugh or cry.
"Didn't you ask me? I've made mistakes in expressing my ideas. OK, I'm not talking, am I? "
"Sister, do you know something?"
Cai Hongli stares at her.
Her elder sister's magic power is vast. She has known for a long time. Before the wedding, she said that even if Li futu didn't go to the wedding, it couldn't be held. Finally, unexpectedly, Miss Pei stood up.
"He's your sweetheart, not mine. I don't care what he does."
Mu Qingyu shook his head.
"Sister, if you know anything, can you tell me? I'm really worried about him
Mu Qingyu sighed in secret,
the battle of the Weishui river has become a taboo topic. Under the pressure of the highest level, almost no one dares to mention it to the outside world. Except for a few families that took part in the war that night, no one knows that a fierce battle happened in this city a few days ago. Even she feels like an arabian night until now.
The man in his twenties.
It's the Lord of hell?
Who is the emperor?
"Red carp..."
She just opened her mouth.
There was a huge commotion in front of the street.
As if time stopped, people surging on the street, whether it is vehicles or pedestrians are coincidentally static.
Mu Qingyu and Cai Hongli also subconsciously looked up.
In an instant, a huge dark coffin suddenly intruded into their sight.
The whole street was numb.
Under the scorching sun.
Someone's carrying a coffin into the city!