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She is the magistrate and prefect of Kaifeng with a little power, so she can do things conveniently.
As for whether she will be able to do what she wants in the end, she just wants to say that if I fail to achieve my goal, I will have no regrets.
She wants to have no regrets and doesn't want to be helpless.
I don’t know if she asked Zhu Qiyu to read Song History too often in the previous world, so she came to this time and space somehow.
It is no exaggeration to say that Zhu Qiyu is very familiar with Song history.
"Father, Mrs. Sun, Mrs. Sun has given birth."
"Mother and son are safe."
The half-open study door was pushed open from the outside, and the person who came was tall and tall, with a dignified appearance and a handsome figure.
At first glance, it seems to have the elegance and bookishness of a scholar.
But if you take a closer look, you can see that underneath this bookish aura is the sharpness of a warrior.
Those eyes are like cold stars in the night sky.
As he spoke, Qianzhang Lingyun Qi could be faintly seen.
As soon as he heard the person's name, Sunge knew the other person's identity.
Xin Wenyu.
Xinzan’s son who died young.
"Such a loss of composure." Sunge said calmly, his voice neither sad nor happy.
To be honest, if it weren't for Xin Zan's usual majestic and solemn image, she would have turned into a monkey in Mount Emei and jumped up and down to see her eldest grandson who has left a name forever.
Xin Wenyu had long been accustomed to his father's always expressionless appearance, and he didn't feel dissatisfied at all about being scolded.
"Father, my son knows his mistake."
Living in the occupied area ruled by the Jin people, my father supported the whole family with his aging body. Only by being cautious can he protect the family's survival.
Sun Ge nodded slightly and stopped holding on to it.
Xin Wenyu's eyes fell on the smudged and somewhat disgraceful rice paper.
Abandon illness?
It seems that my father's mood was not very calm before and after he started writing.
Xin Wenyu lowered his head, and the smile on his face faded slightly, "Is this the name given by your father?"
"Abandon the disease, abandon the disease."
"Very good."
"Father, Qi Ji will definitely inherit your will and mine, just like the champion Hou Huo Qubing a thousand years ago, who sealed the wolf's place in Xu and drank from the vast sea of horses. He galloped on the battlefield, fought against the Jin Dynasty, defended his family and country, and restored the Central Plains."
Xin Wenyu's voice was low and firm.
Today, thirteen years have passed since the fall of the Northern Song Dynasty.
Thirteen years ago, he was still a child.
At an age when I was still ignorant of the righteousness of my family and my country, I had already seen the destruction of my country and the destruction of my family and the war everywhere.
Those flames of war and mourning planted a seed in his heart.
Later, under the guidance of my father for many years, that seed took root and sprouted.
While in the territory occupied by the Kingdom of Jin, never forget your homeland.
Therefore, he could understand the meaning of the word "Qiji" at a glance.
The word "abandoning disease" never means just being free from illness and disaster, being safe and worry-free.
Sun Ge raised his eyes and looked intently at his eldest son. This could be regarded as a concerted effort between father and son. Plus, Xin Qiji could only cry when he was born. This was the long-cherished wish of three generations.
"Thousands of miles away from mountains and mountains, I want to serve my country, and I will respect the champion all my life."
"Since my son understands his father's will, the eldest grandson's name will be named Qiji."
"Xin Qiji."
"If you and I work harder and accumulate more knowledge for Qiji, Qiji will surely be able to conquer the world with his army."
However, what Xin Wenyu should work hard on most is to try to live a few more years, right?
He died in his prime.
As soon as Xin Wenyu died, his wife Sun followed closely behind him and stayed with him underground.
Xin Zan, an old man who knew his fate and his age, was left behind to struggle hard with his eldest grandson, but he did not forget to save his strength to serve the Song Dynasty.
"What father said makes sense."
"My son has no objection."
Sun Ge pursed her lips, looking hesitant, and swallowed the words several times as they reached her lips.
"Wen Yu, can you ask a doctor to check your pulse recently?"
I don’t blame her for being unfounded, it’s because I can’t find the exact cause of Xin Wenyu’s death in the history books.
However, later generations of film and television works speculated that Xin Wenyu led his tribe to secretly train soldiers, and was later discovered by Jin soldiers and brutally killed.
It is also said that the Jin soldiers broke into Licheng, burned, killed and looted. Xin Wenyu led his family to fight against the Jin invaders, and protected his father Xin Zan and his son Xin Qiji from escaping far away. Unfortunately, they died.
She felt that such speculation was untenable.
If this was true, how could Jin Ting tolerate Xin Zan continuing to know Kaifeng Mansion, and how could Xin Qiji enter Yanjing twice in a row in the provincial examination high school.
The Jin people are barbaric and cruel, and even if she is biased, she really can't unconscionably say that the Jin people are so stupid.
If the Jin people are so stupid, then what does it mean that several generations of emperors in the Song Dynasty couldn't even resist the Jin people?
Instead of believing this untenable guess that it's all based on preference, it's better to pay close attention to Xin Wenyu's body.
Early detection leads to early treatment.
Just looking at Xin Wenyu's majestic and domineering figure, as well as his clear mind, given time, if his power develops, he will become a strong soldier when he leads troops in battles.
No matter what kind of death you want to die, first fulfill your ideals and then die.
The ideals and long-cherished wishes of three generations of ancestors and grandchildren all rest on Xin Qiji. Are you sorry?
Xin Wenyu frowned in confusion and said in confusion, "Father, my son can eat three bowls of rice for every meal, and riding a horse is not a problem."
"Or is it that father has been feeling unwell recently?"
Sunge: Don't curse her.
She is in very good health.
Even if Xin Zan's lifespan is calculated, he can still live long enough to raise Xin Qiji to adulthood and live through the seventies.
The most important thing is that she has a vague feeling that the barrier of life span is far less restrictive to her than before.
I don’t know if this is the reason why she succeeded in clearing out the Japanese pirates Qianqiu.
Therefore, in this world, he may become a centenarian who is old but not dead.
"My father, my body and my son are all fine." Sunge waved his hand and continued, "I'm just worried about the news I heard recently."
"In my father's jurisdiction, there was a young man who was usually strong and healthy, but suddenly died suddenly."
"Maybe it's because my father is getting older, so he is a little worried."
Xin Wenyu heard the sound of the string and knew the elegant meaning: "Father, don't worry. In a few days, I will ask a doctor to come to the house to diagnose the pulse of the family members."
Sunge nodded with satisfaction.
There is a saying that Xin Zan can cultivate people.
Xin Zan was a Jinshi in the late Northern Song Dynasty. Although he did not know how to farm or do business, he was good at both civil and military affairs.
Jinshi in literature.
Martial arts, riding and shooting.
The children and grandchildren he cultivated are also great.
Regardless of Xin Wenyu who died young, let's look at Xin Qiji.
He was simply a hexagonal warrior. He recruited death squads to defeat the tea bandits in Jiangxi, and when he was in Hunan, he used his single-step attack to frighten the powerful gentry and establish the Flying Tiger Army.
Xin Qiji can't do anything except what he can't think of.
As for her achievements in lyrics, there is no need for her to elaborate.
Too famous, a household name.
"Can my father go to see Qiji now?"
Sunge's eyes were bright and she was eager to try.
Now that she is a man, she has to take care of her relationship with her daughter-in-law.
Thinking of his newborn son, Xin Wenyu smiled again, "Yes, of course I can."
"Qiji has been cleaned up and taken down to comfort him."
"Father, are you going now?"
