After the Great Western Continent was destroyed, Great Golden Nation had yet to openly wage war with the Song Dynasty. They only forcibly looted property at the border of the Song Dynasty to increase the nation's strength and did not engage in a direct conflict with the Northern Song Dynasty.
Song Huizong, who was addicted to the practice of dancing, had already been exhausted by Liang Shan, Dong Ting, and Taihu peasant rebels. However, he did not seek out the reason from the government or the imperial court, but instead sent troops to suppress them. He never would have thought that the peasant rebels would be like a sprout after a rain, suppressing more and more, causing the Great Song Dynasty to be filled with grievances and grievances. The people were living in a state of turmoil, only the chivalrous gangs protected the Li people at the border.
This year, the Central Plains welcomed the rainy season of early summer. The local officials who scraped off the cream didn't care about the lives of the people at all. They ignored the river waters of the Yellow River and continued to live in peace.
"Madam, since this is the way of the world, it's fine if you don't want to!" As he spoke, he pulled his wife onto the bed.
The Buddha sat cross-legged on the lotus throne, with the left hand on his chest. His thumb, forefinger, middle finger, and ring finger stood on top of his chest, while his pinky was in the shape of a half flexion, while his right hand rested on his abdomen. His two earlobes, with a benevolent expression on his face, radiated golden light as he softly recited a Buddhist scripture around him.
Not too far away from Lord Buddha, a Golden-Winged Roc was standing guard by his side, not too far away from him. The golden rocs flapped their wings as if they wanted to drive the earthworm away. Before the golden rocs had even flown to the ground, the earthworm drilled into the ground several times, infuriating the golden rocs and causing it to fly back. In reality, it was standing behind the earthworm.
The golden rocs were extremely proud, but they never would have thought that their actions would anger Lord Buddha. "Animal, it's also a living creature. How can you not take its life?" He quickly tore off a piece of skin from his leg and wrapped the two sections of earthworms together before putting them into the mud. He then said to the golden rocs, "It seems like you can't get Buddha Arts, and the evil aura can't be removed. I can't keep you here, you should just fly to the human world and cultivate again!" With that, he waved his sleeve, and the Golden-winged Great Peng spread its wings and left the Great Hall, flying over the boundless sea.
It was tired and hungry, and just as it was about to fall into the sea, a ten-thousand-year godly tortoise floated up from the sea and caught the golden rocs. The golden rocs that landed on the back of the sea turtle didn't fall into the water, but their hunger was unbearable. It looked at the turtle's round eyes that were as big as a lump of meat. The golden rocs were unable to cover their ears as they pecked the divine turtle's eyeballs and swallowed them.
All this made her wake up suddenly, covered in sweat, and feeling the pain in her stomach. She cried out for her husband. When Yue He heard his wife's call and knew that the baby was about to be born, he was both surprised and happy. He was surprised that his wife was giving birth without a midwife; he was delighted that he was about to become a father. He waited by his wife's bed, holding her hand in one hand and stroking her forehead with the other, comforting her and encouraging her with his mouth. Despite the pain, his wife urged Yue He to boil some hot water to cool the scissors.
Yue He, who loved his wife dearly, didn't dare to be negligent as he ran through the heavy rain towards the woodshed. Just at that moment, a flash of lightning lit up the night sky as if it was day. There was a giant golden bird coming from the west. When he brought the firewood and boiled the water, his wife's pain was intense. Yue He wished he could do something for her.
The birth of life was a familiar process. Just when Yue He was at a loss for words, Yue He's wife safely gave birth to her child. A furry, chubby baby boy with a face full of blood appeared in front of Yue He, a quiet little guy. He looked around the world with his little eyes, Yue He lifted the child's legs upside down, lightly patted his little butt, and with a "Wah!", the child's loud cry resounded throughout the night sky.
After wrapping up the good child and settling his wife down, Yue He felt overjoyed. Looking at his happy husband, his wife weakly complained, "Don't be so happy! Hurry up and give the child a name! "
"Yes, yes, yes, give our child a name, madame, what name?" Yue He asked for advice.
"Master, why did you ask me about giving your child a name when you were in university? Ignore you. " His wife said coquettishly.
"This is our child, of course I'll ask you!" Yue He was obviously still in a state of excitement. Then he said to himself, "The name must be resounding. It must be worthy of my son." "Suddenly, he remembered a large bird flying over the rooftop." "Got it, Fei, his name is Yue Fei. Call him Yue Fei, our son is called Yue Fei." Yue He shouted loudly.
His wife also murmured, "Yue Fei, our son is called Yue Fei. Fei'er, good name." Yue and his wife were still immersed in the joy of the newborn, but the nightmare had also quietly attacked them.
Just as they were rejoicing over the birth of their child, the sound of thousands of horses galloping came from the distance, and the white waves of the flood rolled into the house at an astonishing speed, and the waves were rising higher and higher. After the flood, the fields of the village sank into the sea, and the surging waves crushed the happiness they had just gained. Yue He quickly carried the mother and son to the waist basin and covered them with cotton wool. At this time, the flood had already reached their thighs. Yue He pushed the waist basin into the water and waded towards the place where they once stood. The torrential rain brought with it a strong wind and a huge wave. The tofu shop had already become a pile of floating debris. Yue He tightly gripped his waist as if he was afraid that something would happen.
As he was familiar with the terrain, he was still able to push his mother and son higher and higher into the water, and just as Yue and they were about to reach the shore, suddenly, there was a huge wave under his feet. He was afraid of overturning the basin, so he quickly let go, and Yue, who was guarding them, sunk in it. His wife, who had lost her husband, felt waves of pain in her heart as she fainted amidst heart-wrenching screams.
When Madame woke up again, she didn't know where she was. She was lying in a shabby house when she suddenly thought of her own child. "Fei'Er, my Fei'Er, my Fei'Er's weak and weak body is climbing up." Her voice and actions startled the child beside her. "Wow … "Wow …" The sound came from her side, and she collapsed on the bed.
Hearing the child's cry, a woman in shabby clothes came in and said to her, "You're finally awake! It's too scary. You have a high fever and you keep on yelling the name Yue He. Is it your husband? " When the woman mentioned her husband's name, the Madam began to sob again. She told the servant woman that she was about to go into labor, and that she had failed to avoid the flood in time. The husband, in order to protect her and her son, had accidentally drowned.
After the rain stopped in the morning, everyone heard the crying of a child by the river. It turns out that it was you and your son, and we, Wang Yuan, are well-known for our benevolence, who ordered people to save you and let you live here. Although the room is not very good, the servant said that when you recovered, if you are willing to go to your relatives, you can go to the village and ask them for help.
Hearing the servant's words, Madam Yue was about to stand up and thank Eunuch Wang, but the servant quickly stopped her. "Even if you want to thank me, you have to wait until your body recovers. Your child is probably hungry. Quickly feed your child!" Madam Yue had no choice but to give up and held the child in her arms. Due to hunger and illness, the milk was like dried up spring water and the child's sucking made Madam Yue's body spasm.
The previous ten days had been filled with fierce winds and torrential rain. Now, the sun was high in the sky and the sun was shining brightly. Madam Yue's body, which had been tormented by the passage of time, began to gradually recover. She did not forget to thank Lady Wang, who had saved her and her son's lives, under the guidance of the servant woman.
Although Madam Yue's body was frail and her clothes were tattered, her every movement carried with it the characteristics of a woman. Outside of Lady Wang, Madam Yue bowed deeply and said, "The village woman greets Steward Wang. She thanks you for saving my life and providing us with a place to settle us. I will never be able to repay you. In my lifetime, I will never be able to raise my head again."
"Lady Wang forbade Madam Yue to be courteous." Madam, there is no need to be courteous, it is easy, there is no need for words. Furthermore, 'saving a life is better than creating a Level 7 Flourishing Pot', how can I not save you and your son floating onto my manor? To save the lives of men is a good thing to do for the benefit of our children. "
After a round of pleasantries, he asked Madam Yue what her plans were. "After the flood, there will only be a bunch of barren hills left in the house. Hubby fell into the water and died, and my mother and I will have nowhere else to go," said Madam Wang, embarrassed. "If it wasn't for the small girl being clumsy, I would be willing to part with some sloppy-washed clothes outside the house. I don't ask for money, I just want to feed the food to feed the mother and son." With that, he bowed.
He told Madam Yue how much she could live here peacefully, how much she could do, there were so many servants and servants in the family, there were not many girls in the family. He also ordered people to repair the house they had previously lived in, and Yue Fei and her son finally had a place to settle down.