C522 What to do if all the efforts go to waste

After Yue Pengju's death, the King Qin had practically become her only emotional support. No matter how much he tried, she would always think that he was still there and that he had a "big rear", that she would descend from the sky whenever he was in danger and that he would have a resting place whenever he was injured. In order to retain the last resort in his life, he subconsciously didn't want the King Qin to get married and have children at all. Because if he did, he would never help his unconditionally again! Because then, his two sons would have lost their final barrier. She had thought about it many times, but now that the world was in turmoil, her two sons decided to live on King Qin's island. He had always thought about it, that King Qin would definitely be willing to let his sons live on his island carefree forever. However, in a single night, his beautiful dream was shattered. With a son, how could this island be a paradise for his sons? That place only belonged to his own son.

Whether it was in terms of psychological dependence or utility, King Qin's marriage and especially his giving birth, had been a huge blow to her. It was as if he had cut off all avenues of retreat and truly stood alone.

At that time, when Third Uncle Yang chased him away, did he not know? Apparently, when he married, he would have more women than any other woman in the world. In this world, who could live a life of love? Especially ambitious men, who truly didn't love women? Rivers and mountains were beyond his reach, so he could easily obtain women. Someone like the King Qin, who wouldn't want women? Once the patience for nagging evil fates was used up, why would it be strange for him to give up quickly?

Sensing the deep disappointment and despair in his heart, he suddenly woke up. What was he doing? Who can command others in vain all their life, enjoy the life and death of others? Suddenly, he felt incomparably ashamed. After a long while, he muttered to himself: "Peng Gao, I'm really useless. I actually hope that King Qin will never get married to help me. Sigh, humans are really selfish. Hehe, luckily he wasn't like that, luckily he was married! Otherwise, wouldn't I have let him down? "

"Mommy, Mommy …"

Lu Wenlong called out three times in a row before he finally woke up from his stupor. He felt a surge of emotion. "Wen Long, thank you."

Lu Wenlong was surprised, his mother actually wanted to thank him?

"Thank you for choosing to come with me."

He swapped positions with the two guns in his hands and stuck one on his body. His son had followed his mother, so why would he need to thank her?

Hua Rong looked at his puzzled expression. This child, he basically did not know the significance of his choice. This is a loyal and upright child, I hope that Lu Deng and his wife would be able to rest in peace.

She had never praised someone so enthusiastically before: "Son, you're very well. You are better than many people in this world. In the future, you will definitely become a great hero. "

The child's eyes lit up and his cheeks flushed. "Really? Will he be more heroic than my Abba? "

"Yes!" You will definitely be more of a hero than Fourth Prince. "

When the child was confirmed, he was a little shy, and he could not help but wave his spear as if to prove that he was indeed a man with a heroic spirit.

"Mom, will we always be living here?"

"No. Mother is only doing one thing here. Once I finish doing it, mother will bring you and Little Tiger to a quiet place … " One day, he would get his revenge and his two sons would live in seclusion in the mountains. They would farm and build a memorial for their husbands. Perhaps, that would be their best destination.

"Mom, what are you trying to do? Can I help you? "

"No need. Mom alone. You and the Little Tiger will be fine and obedient, and grow up healthy. "

"Then when are we going to pick up the Little Tiger's head?"

The corner of Hua Rong's eyes slightly moistened. From the moment they had parted last year's New Year's Eve, she had not seen his son for a whole year. She really wanted to grow a pair of wings and catch his son, but her steps were rooted to the ground and were filled with endless sorrow.

"Mother? Are we not going to pick up the Little Tiger s? "

"Yes, we will pick him up. Definitely. In this world, we can only rely on ourselves. So, Mom must become even stronger. "

Lu Wenlong vaguely understood the bitterness in his mother's tone and subconsciously asked, "Mom, will Abba and Scoundrel Uncle not come to find us in the future?"

"It can't be!" She cruelly rejected the last sliver of expectation the child had, as he had actually always thought that the Fourth Prince would come find him to protect him.

"Fourth Prince and King Qin will never come looking for you again. Son, we have to rely on ourselves. "

Lu Wenlong's eyes were filled with disappointment, he muttered as though his young heart was struck by a strike of despair by a stranger.

She bit down on her voice and pulled at her son's hand. "Wenlong, let's run back. Let's see who can run faster."

"Well, I must run faster than my mother."

Twilight descended.

It was unknown how many times he looked around, but he still did not hear any news of Liu Wu and the rest returning. The King Qin could no longer sit still and wanted to stand up, but An Zhigang held him back: "King, you still can't walk out."

"I can't sit still. Why is Liu Wu not back yet? "

"Your Majesty, there is no need to be anxious. You should be back soon."

King Qin had already dragged an injured leg on the ground, when he suddenly lowered his voice and asked: "Is the item ready?"

"Ready. Five hundred bows and arrows, not a single one is missing. "

"What about the grains and fodder?"

"It's also prepared. It will be there when Liu Wu comes back."

"There's no need to wait. We'll send them over immediately."

"Your Majesty, what if they are not aligned?"

"Non-Aligned Movement will also send it. Da She's tribe can be attacked by Jin Wushu at any time, they do not have much strength or weapons, I am afraid they cannot hold on. "

An Zhigang had no choice but to obey, and muttered to himself when he walked out of the door. The King clearly did this for the Madame Yue, didn't he say that he would fight for his son in the future? Why did he turn around and send out food that he did not have enough?

The moment the food was out, Liu Wu would rush back through the snow and wind in the middle of the night. He did not dare delay any further and hurried over to report to King Qin. King Qin was lying on the bed, listening to his detailed explanation of the whole process, he suddenly asked: "Did Madame Yue ask about me?"

"Yes, she asked about your injuries."

"Is there nothing else?"

"She even asked me to pass a message to congratulate the King for getting such a good son."

King Qin spat out heavily, and did not say anymore.

Liu Wu remembered, and anxiously took out something from his bosom: "Great King, this is Madame Yue's congratulatory gift to you."

"What is it?"

"I don't know."

King Qin waved his hand to dismiss everyone. Then, he took off the flame paint, and his eyes immediately lit up, only to see a few big words written on it, "Yue Clan's Art of War". It was obvious that Hua Rong wrote it hastily, and only had a general outline. The things that Hua Rong had spent so much effort to organize, had actually become his "wedding gift"! He didn't know if she should be excited or angry. Even though he was rough on her words, he still understood how precious this gift was. It surpassed all treasures. That was absolute trust! This kind of thing seemed to be completely useless, but if it fell into the hands of unfilial people and ambitious people, the consequences would be unimaginable. But Hua Rong, she actually chose him! If he wanted to see her, she would see her immediately. She could no longer avoid her.

His feet hung on the ground, and he felt a twinge of pain. He couldn't help cursing in disgust. Life was like this, it wouldn't let you do whatever you wanted to do.

Yue Pengju passed away young, it truly was a new year. If he was still here, with a heavy soldier in his grasp, expelling the Golden Army, how hard would it be to rule the world?

He carefully read and groped until the sky was about to brighten. Then, he carefully folded these thin pieces of paper into his bosom and hid them. Girl, girl, since you've put in so much effort, how can I face you if I don't win a few battles?

In the early spring, the border between the two countries of the Jin and Song dynasties became subtle. Rumors had it that the Jinguo was about to return to the original Young Master of the Zhao, Song Qinzong, and let him join the open seal. After the Zhu Xian Town withdrew their troops, the people of the north had completely fallen into a state of suffering. Towards Zhao Deji who lived in the south, who could not bathe in the north, they did not have any hope of returning the favor. Instead, they had completely lost all confidence due to him killing a generation of loyal and honest people.

In this kind of situation, suddenly hearing that Song Qinzong wanted to rejoin the open seal, all of them rushed over to tell him. Although Song Qinzong was not an enlightened ruler, he was neither lustful nor lustful. But unfortunately, the sins left behind by the royal father were too deep and the time that history gave him was too short, so he became the ruler of the nation that passed away. The people of the north still had some deep feelings for him, and because of that, the moment the news spread to Jiangnan, Zhao Deji immediately panicked. Because the matter was extremely serious, he had no choice but to immediately send Qin Gui to the north to personally negotiate it.

After Wang Junhua left for a while, he only said that he was resting in Jinguo. Suspicion grew in Qin Gui's heart, but he couldn't wait for Wang Junhua to never come back, so he boldly placed seven or eight concubines at home. Now that he was about to send a mission to the north, he was extremely unhappy. He had the authority to look on from the sidelines, hoping to determine who in the north and south would gain the upper hand. If that was the case, he would curry favor with both parties, and even if Song Qinzong ascended the throne, he would still be considered as the "country leader". Once he made up his mind, Yang Yizhong and the 100 thousand soldiers followed suit. He had secretly modified them and moved them from the north.

At the same time, in the Yanjing, Jin Wushu, the person who set up the show, quickly received news that Qin Gui was secretly heading in the direction of the open seal.

He read the letter and destroyed it. Wu Qimai came up: "Fourth Prince, this Qin Gui is cunning beyond words, he definitely will not come here to die for nothing."

"This crown prince does not want him to die."

Wu Qimai was suspicious. Qin Gui could no longer represent the Fourth Prince and better serve Da Jin. Why did he still leave him behind?

Wu Qimai, I am here to play chess with you. I am here to play chess with you.

Wu Qimai did not dare to ask anymore, but seeing that Fourth Prince had such confidence, he thought, if Fourth Prince really has so many victories and loses, it might not even be possible for Da Jin to rule the world.

However, Jin Wushu thought of another question. Such a wondrous game, should he tell Hua Rong? She was the final stop of this chain. In this world, there was no one who wished to kill Qin Gui more than her. He hesitated, but did not speak. With the overall situation, if Hua Rong was rash, wouldn't all of her previous efforts go down the drain?