C551 Is Poisonous

Jin Wushu welcomed him joyfully. The young lad opposite to him reined his horse and shouted happily: "Abba, Abba …"

Jin Wushu took a step forward, and the father and son duo practically dismounted at the same time. Jin Wushu held onto his shoulder.

"Of course I will miss Abba. Ah, Mother …" When his gaze landed on Hua Rong, Hua Rong merely smiled and nodded her head, the sweet and fishy smell in her throat became even more uncontrollable. This was something that she had discovered a long time ago, but she had experienced it even more vividly after the battle after Zha He's death.

Actually, no one knew that Zha He's death had caused a huge blow to her. They all thought that he was just one of her subordinates, even a servant. Actually, that wasn't the case. It was the departure of the only trustworthy friend. It was the sudden disappearance of a close person who had lost an arm. There was no longer any external force that he could rely on. It was so difficult to even get someone to take care of his son.

She looked at her son's intimacy with Jin Wushu with gratitude. It was the intimacy of a father and son. His heart suddenly felt very depressed, but he also felt at ease. It didn't matter whether he was there or not. Without him, Lu Wenlong might have been able to live a happier life.

National hatred, the tragic death of parents, revenge, remember these things, fill the heart, people's life is destroyed, just like themselves. That was the selfishness of a mother. As long as he was good, who cares if he was a thief or not?

Recently, she would often have these very negative thoughts. She would subconsciously press her hand against her chest. The pain was so deep that it made one's will become weaker. Perhaps, one day, she would collapse.

She gritted her teeth and suddenly met her son's gaze. Lu Wenlong anxiously said: "Mother, your face is really ugly right now … …"

She interrupted him at once. "No, I'm fine."

Lu Wenlong saw that she was smiling and there really were no signs of trouble, so he became happy: "Mother, where are we going?"

Jin Wushu answered first: "Accompany Abba to pray. Son, you haven't come with me to see the feudal fiefdom. That is our feudal fiefdom, you have inherited the Abba's throne, and it is also your feudal fiefdom, you are the little king of the State of Yue, do you know that? Son, do you want to go to your feudal fiefdom to have a look? "

"Of course I want to. Haha, I also have my own fiefdom. This is great."

Hua Rong frowned. She was the owner of this land and the heir of a large amount of wealth. It was tempting for even adults, but how could she force a child to be indifferent?

Jin Wushu unintentionally glanced at her, but she actually did not refute him, nor did he reveal any dissatisfaction. He did not even talk about what he insisted on saying was a "big festival" — this woman, in reality, was not that stubborn. At that moment, she was more like a mother than ever before.

But why was she so harsh when facing herself? Even that sinister?

He couldn't figure it out no matter how hard he thought.

The team majestically headed towards the feudal fiefdom. It was a fertile and fertile land, but they still had to rely on the sky to eat without rain for a long time. The grass and crops along the way were all dispirited and dispirited. Some of the jumping cows and sheep were as thin as firewood because they hadn't eaten their fill for a long time. Jin Wushu sighed, there was only rain left. As long as it rained, this land would immediately regain its vitality, and everything would come back to life.

Behind them, Hua Rong and Lu Wenlong rode on horseback together. The speed of the horse was very slow, so the mother and son talked in a low voice. Lu Wenlong was talking about the interesting things that happened recently. He had made bets with his friends, played games with them, and discovered some strange and rare wild fruits and the like. Hua Rong listened with relish. She thought, these things, were really countless times more interesting than big matters of military and political affairs, Song Jin's relationship, and Qin Gui's tracks.

"Mom, you're so tired recently. If you're empty, what do you want to do the most?"

"I want to see the Little Tiger's head!" She blurted out without any hesitation, completely lost in thought, as if the Little Tiger's head was right in front of her, running back and forth, wearing a tiger skin apron, her body naked, her pitch black arms, and a little braid that reached the sky on her head. She continued catching fish and catching prawns without stopping, piling layers of sand on top of her body, as if she wanted to bury herself alive …

She thought that in the end, she had to go see the Little Tiger's head first before she could do her own things without worry. Perhaps that was the last time they would have to see each other.

Jin Wushu turned around and shouted loudly, "Son, look, we're right in front of you …"

Lu Wenlong ran forward and sure enough, he could faintly see a village in front of him. The village was filled with people, and that meant it was the biggest market white seed in the State of Yue's territory.

"Abba, is your white seed fun?"

"It's fun. "And there's the podium. We're going to pray for rain on the podium." "

"That's great, can I go up too?"

"Of course."

He waited for his son to gaze into the distance with interest for a long time, then lowered his voice. "Son, what did your mother say to you just now?"

"Mother said that she really wants to meet the Little Tiger."

He slowly moved his hand that was holding onto the horse rein down. Of course he knew that the Little Tiger was Hua Rong's son. At this moment, she thought of her son and felt that she was going to gamble everything she had on him.

"Also, Abba, mother said to follow you. He said that she will leave for a period of time and that she will come to pick me up …" Lu Wenlong was worried, "Mother, where is she going now? "Would it be like the past, where you'd be gone for years?"

Jin Wushu laughed, his voice was still very low: "Son, you must follow her, you must not leave her."

"I don't want to leave her either."

"That's good. "My good son, listen to Abba and if she asks you to come back and follow me, just say that you are not willing to follow Abba and you must follow mother. Remember …" He saw his son's puzzled expression and whispered, "It's not that Abba doesn't want you, but you have to remember that he's the one who comes after you."

"Why?"

"Because your mother is injured and needs someone to take care of her."

"No?" When was Mama hurt? "

"Anyway, she's not in a good condition. You should just keep an eye on her." And, son, don't you dare tell her what I said today. "

Lu Wenlong nodded his head. He felt that it was weird, as if his father and mother had many secrets.

Jin Wushu quietly turned his head around, the approaching dusk was like a picture with dense colors. He had the shadows of a dry tree, flying curls of yellow sage, galloping sheep and cows, the banners on the white seed, and even that drowsy woman — when no one was paying attention to her, she would always be in the crowd, tiredly drooping his eyelids. He hesitated. Should he add this feather?

signalman gave the order. It was a special kind of bull's horn from Golden Army. Hua Rong raised her eyes and saw white seed in front of him. It was a magnificent Stone City, she had never seen such a gigantic city made purely of stone, all of them were made of different gray stones, that's why it was called white seed. Her gaze landed on a square platform that was towering high above. It was an ancient podium with high Desk Stones erected in the middle of the surrounding area. The imposing guards at the left and right side of the platform could be imagined a King sitting on it.

In the city, it was bustling with people. There were hawkers selling all kinds of goods. However, due to the drought and lack of rain, the business appeared to be in a depressed state. The passersby were all worried about when the long punishment from the heavens would end. Naturally, the local officials had already received the news that the Fourth Prince was coming to pray and had already stocked up their food. To the people of the city who had been starving for a long time, this was obviously a matter of a pie falling from the sky. They took their food bags and baskets with them and rushed to the granary at the north of the city.

The relief lasted for three days, and after the end of the evening, the fear on everyone's faces eased a little. When they saw Fourth Prince's guard of honor, they immediately cheered:

"The Fourth Prince is here …"

"The Fourth Prince is coming to pray …"

"Since the Fourth Prince is here, are we not going to starve anymore?"

"Fourth Prince is a great hero, we are his subjects, of course he wouldn't let us starve …"

"No one can compare to Da Jin's hero. Even the people who went against him stopped what they were doing on their own as well."

"They got the food, the Fourth Prince was generous and righteous, not only did they not pursue the matter with these guys, they even said that they would give them more wasteland. Fourth Prince is invincible, hmph, if we attack those rebellious fellows, they'll frighten their souls … "

"You didn't hear the new order from the magistrate? It was released this morning. Fourth Prince said that he would like to exempt us from all taxes for this year … "

"Look, that's the little prince. Wow, he really looks like a small immortal child, just like the Fourth Prince. A tiger father doesn't have a dog son, truly like another young hero …"

"…"

Hua Rong listened quietly in the crowd, from achievements to governance, the people of the white seed could all hear and hear what was said. She understood that in the eyes of a female spirit, Jin Wushu actually possessed such a noble prestige. Just like how Yue Pengju did to the Da Song.

She smiled wryly. The difference between the people of these two worlds was actually this great.

Lu Wenlong, on the other hand, was full of excitement as he proudly followed beside his father, acting like a little State of Yue King. He waved his hands towards the crowd of spectators, amiable and reserved, as if he was born to be the most elegant person. Hua Rong had to sigh with emotion, just how flexible was this child? When he was in savage tribe, he was also able to quickly get along with other wild children. Would such a child be able to live a comfortable life in the future?

Jin Wushu, on the other hand, was busy greeting his subjects. At this moment, he was no longer the lofty Fourth Prince, no longer the cruel and merciless war criminal, but instead, the leader of this land. He had driven away the shadows of the drought that shrouded his subjects' heads, bringing them confidence and hope.