"Hehehe..."
Samurai Yu suddenly laughed bitterly with tears in his eyes.
"Though I, the warrior Xun, have not been a famous minister in my entire life, I have not had any great achievements that will be remembered throughout the ages."
"But from me being a shady person in Bingzhou to becoming the governor of Lizhou now, this kind of opportunity is rare in ancient and modern times."
"Now that the Supreme Emperor has passed away from illness, my journey with the Wu family has come to an end..."
"The Supreme Emperor..."
The warrior Xun glanced at the envelope, as if he had seen the time when he was flattering the emperor.
[Warrior Xun: I once dreamed that you were riding a blue dragon, nine days away, dragging the sun with your left hand, holding the moon with your right hand...]
[Li Yuan: Hahaha, that’s nonsense. You still need to learn how to flatter me. It’s so obvious that I’m even ashamed of you. 】
[Warrior Xun: No way, what I said is absolutely true. I not only dreamed of you riding a dragon to the sky, but also dreamed that you were escorted by many civil servants and generals. Even I...clung to your dragon's tail. , flew up with you. 】
[Li Yuan laughed and said: You are quite shrewd. Well, if that is the case, I will let you go into the clouds with me and see the scenery on the other side. 】
Thinking of this, the warrior Yu knelt down on the ground, kowtowed in the direction of Chang'an.
"Long live the Great Emperor...Long live...Long live..."
After saying this, Samurai Yu exhaled his last breath and knelt down, motionless.
"Husband!"
"father!"
Yang and her children suddenly came forward and burst into tears.
The warrior Xun is dead.
Everyone knows that as long as Zhenguan is still there, everything has nothing to do with their Wu family, especially once Li Yuan dies, they will have no protection.
Even if he is cautious, troublesome people will inevitably come to his door. If Li Shimin wants to get rid of them, he only needs a small reason. Maybe it is because stepping into the house with his left foot will bring misfortune, maybe because his words are wrong and the nine tribes are implicated.
Yang's eyes were filled with tears, and the beads in her hand kept turning.
At this time, a letter caught her eye.
Gently supporting Samurai Yu, she opened the envelope and looked at it.
[Warrior Xun, if I never see you again, and the Wu family retires from office and returns to the fields, and if you encounter oppression from others, you can take this letter and go to the sky. Don't seek wealth, so that the Wu family can enjoy their old age in peace. 】
"Yunxiao?"
Yang suddenly opened her eyes wide.
"Li Yunxiao!?"
At the beginning, she suspected that Li Yunxiao was a well-connected person, otherwise she would not have traveled with Yuan Tiangang and Li Chunfeng.
Now it seems that it is indeed the case!
Obviously, this letter had already predicted the future path for Samurai Yu, but Samurai Yu never mentioned it to them.
"Husband, why are you doing this?"
Obviously the warrior Yu was unwilling to resign his official position and return to the fields, so he never told them.
"While the Buddha is still in Nirvana, no one in the world can escape the separation of life and death. Is a wealthy life or an ordinary life really more important than the body..."
Yang glanced at the envelope, moved, took the envelope to the candle nearby and lit it.
She is not going to look for Li Yunxiao. Compared with Li Yunxiao, he believes in Yuan Tiangang's words, the appearance of an emperor!
Mrs. Yang turned around, ignored her two sons, and glanced at her eldest daughter Wu Shun. At this time, she was crying so hard that she couldn't stop crying.
Then she looked at her youngest daughter Wu Zhao.
Although she is four years old now, she can already see her outline. She has inherited Yang's oval face and pink and phoenix eyes.
At this time, Zheng Zheng's eyes were twinkling, revealing an aura of wisdom and beauty. He seemed to be very curious about the death of the warrior Yu, and didn't know why they were crying.
Yang stepped forward and hugged Wu Zhao.
"Wu'er, how my mother's life is depends on you..."
....
Twelve days later, Li Shimin received the news that the warrior Xun died of illness. Hearing that the warrior died in mourning for the Supreme Emperor, Li Shimin's eyes were filled with disdain.
However, this rumor has become very widespread, and he had to express his emotion for it, saying that he was worthy of being a loyal and outstanding person, and he was posthumously awarded the post of Minister of Rites, without any other awards.
Yang took his children all the way from Lizhou back to Bingzhou. If the warrior Yu had been alive, there would have been officials along the way who would have given him a warm welcome, but this time there was no one to see him off.
Yang was silent along the way. It wasn't until the few of them returned to their hometown, Bingzhou Wenshui, that she felt better.
But what they don't know is that there is already a group of people in the huge house in their hometown, waiting here for a long time...
....
Another year has passed.
In the winter of the third year of Zhenguan.
This winter seems to be extremely cold, and even fewer people are traveling.
Yuan Tiangang had already rushed back. He rushed back not because of the weather, but because he was summoned by Li Shimin.
Yuan Tiangang, Li Chunfeng, and Li Shimin sat in Li Yunxiao's room to discuss matters.
Li Shimin touched Li Yunxiao's bed and asked, "How does this kid's head grow? What is his name?"
Li Chunfeng smiled and replied: "My brother Yunxiao calls it the fire kang."
"The fire kang... is quite good. It should be popularized among the people."
Before leaving, Li Yunxiao built this fire pit because of the coldness of the bed. Unexpectedly, he didn't sleep a few times, but instead let Li Chunfeng live in it.
Now it has become a place for three people to discuss matters.
"Brother Yunxiao is still in the Western Region?"
Yuan Tiangang asked Li Chunfeng. He had not seen Li Yunxiao for a long time and was still a little worried about him.
Li Chunfeng said with a smile: "Brother Yuan, don't worry. Brother Yunxiao, he's really messing around now. Haven't you heard of the rumor in the Western Regions that there is a poet who is not seen in a hundred years, and the master storyteller Li Chungang?"
"Li Chungang..." Yuan Tiangang's mouth twitched, and he said with a faint smile: "This name is as if there is no disguise. It really resembles his style."
"Okay, Your Majesty asked me to come back, but because of the Turkic incident?"
After Yuan Tiangang knew that Li Yunxiao was safe, he stopped talking nonsense and went straight to the point.
Li Shimin nodded.
"There is more than two feet of snow now, but I have received news that that old guy Jieli has led ten thousand fine cavalry all the way south and will soon reach Shuozhou."
"I have discussed this matter with the ministers of the DPRK and China. Now I want to hear what you two think."
Yuan Tiangang said calmly: "Everyone knows the ambition of the Turks. This battle will happen sooner or later."
Li Shimin waved his hand: "Things may not have reached that point yet."
"Now our country, the Tang Dynasty, has already slowed down. Although it is not a strong army and strong horses, it is not impossible to fight against the Turks."
"What makes me strange is that according to the news that came back, Jieli Khan only went hunting because of lack of food and had no desire to fight."
Li Chunfeng said calmly: "This information may be true. Now our Tang Dynasty is covered with two feet of snow. What's more, the Turks are already severely cold. Many livestock may freeze to death, and it may be difficult for the people to survive."
"According to common sense, in this case, going out for hunting can be regarded as a way to make up for it."
Yuan Tiangang retorted: "Brother Li's statement is different. Bad weather would make it easier for them to launch a large-scale attack, but now they are close to the Shuozhou border."
"Then Jieli Khan said it was hunting, is it really hunting? If so, then is this prey livestock, or is it the common people of the Tang Dynasty?"
