"Hasn't the army arrived yet?"
"Come on, come on, hey, it's coming..."
The noisy crowd suddenly became quiet, and they all looked toward the city gate. In the distance, a black and red flag appeared in sight, and then horses and soldiers in armor slowly approached.
The hoofbeats of the horses are in unison, the momentum is majestic, and the general's face is resolute and his eyes are bright.
The common people's breathing became lighter unconsciously. It was not until the team slowly passed by and entered the city that they realized: "Is that General Song in front of you? He is really impressive!"
"Didn't you say that His Majesty and the Chief Assistant are also here? Why didn't you see them?"
"Your Majesty is being protected by the Imperial Guards. Of course you can't see it."
…
In this room, the emperor and his ministers returned to the palace.
The officials retreated, and there were only three people left in the hall. The emperor couldn't help but pat Song Yu on the shoulder: "Thank you for your hard work this time, Ziyu."
Song Yu leaned over and said, "It is my honor to be able to solve your Majesty's worries."
In the past few years, Song Yu has frequently been in and out of various dangerous situations. The dangers he experienced were far more difficult than the people and courtiers knew. However, he seemed to put life and death aside, and went through and completed no matter what the difficulties were. He seemed to have become the emperor's hand. The best knife ever.
Just like this time, various commotions broke out frequently in the north, making the people uneasy.
Song Yu then sneaked into the Northern Liang Kingdom and assassinated the King of Liang. Now the Northern Liang Kingdom was completely caught up in the struggle for the throne and had no time to care about the border. The Yue Army took advantage of the opportunity and captured several cities in succession.
The emperor was so proud of the spring breeze that he wished he could have a three-day banquet.
And all these, Song Yu has done so much in the past ten years, and it can no longer be offset by a simple sentence of credit.
The emperor laughed and said, "Ziyu is resting in Beijing for a while. You haven't been back for many years, so you can take this opportunity to connect with your relatives and friends at home."
Song Yu lowered his head: "Thank you, Your Majesty, for your consideration."
After leaving the palace gate, Ziyu and Song Mo did not sit in the sedan chair, but walked side by side on the street.
At the beginning of the lanterns, the restaurants on both sides were full of people, children were playing in the streets, and the people had smiles on their faces. Looking around, it looked like a prosperous age.
Song Yu stopped unconsciously: "It turns out, this is what it will look like ten years from now."
This is the prosperous age that he longed for but could not get in his previous life, and now, it is truly unfolding in front of him.
Song Mo took the candied haws from the vendor's hand, handed a few coins over, and said to him with a smile: "Come back and see in ten years, it will be better than now."
The bright red candied haws are wrapped in a layer of syrup, which is shiny and tempting to the mouth.
Song Yu nodded solemnly: "Okay, I'll come back and have a look in ten years."
Back at the mansion, Mrs. Song was already waiting by the door: "Hurry, hurry, everyone is here, waiting for you two." Pulling them into the house.
When they arrived at the hall, they found a room full of people, all smiling and waiting for the two of them.
Song Yu was pulled to the main table and sat next to Song Mo. Next to him was a woman in plain clothes wearing a green shirt. The woman looked over with a smile: "Brother, are you okay?"
Song Yu returned the favor with a smile: "Thank you, second sister, for thinking about me. Everything is fine."
Song Mo then pushed the woman's hair behind her ears and served her hot soup. His every move was so considerate that the female family members at the table could only envy him.
After the meal, the whole family sat in the living room and chatted.
Lord Song said: "Zimo Ziyu, I will discuss this with my eldest brother. Since you two have no heirs, why not adopt two children from your side branches so that you can have a good time when you are old?"
The two of them were stunned and subconsciously looked at Xihe.
Everyone looked over when they saw this.
Xihe curled his lips: "Second uncle is right, otherwise it would be a pity that no one will inherit this huge chief minister's mansion."
The eldest lady was stunned: "Do you agree?"
Thanks to the exchanges over the past few years, she didn't dare to mention a word about adoption. Who would have expected that when she mentioned it today, this woman actually agreed so readily!
Xihe's eyebrows were curved: "Mom, you are joking. The issue of heirs is a big deal. How could my daughter-in-law not agree? But you also know that my daughter-in-law has always been very picky. This child must pass my eyes, otherwise..."
Everyone nodded immediately: "This is natural."
So it was settled.
Xu was already prepared. Early the next morning, while Xihe was still dreaming, the side branch sent the child over.
The morning dew was crystal clear, and a group of children were crowded in the yard, chattering and making a lot of noise. Xihe had no choice but to get up. When he went out, he saw that the yard was crowded. Mrs. Song was looking at them one by one, wondering which child to choose for her son?
Xihe walked over and said, "Have you chosen the second aunt?"
Second aunt?
Mrs. Song was confused, but fortunately she was used to it after listening to it for ten years.
Mrs. Song said: "I think these two children are good, well-behaved and clever, and they know etiquette."
Xihe looked over and saw that they were the cleanest and neatest children in the yard. One looked like two or three years old, and the other was being held by a nanny. His eyes were blinking like grapes.
The eldest lady came over, holding a baby in her arms: "I think this looks good."
Xihe: "..."
You can tell what the two of them are thinking at a glance.
It sounds like she has a loving mother's heart. She is afraid that if she raises an older child, she will have memories and will not be able to part with her biological parents, so she will adopt a younger one and kiss her.
She looked at Song Yu.
Song Yu paused and came over: "What do you think, the second sister?" After a pause, "I think it's too young."
Xihe couldn't help laughing: "Brother and I mean the same thing."
She walked slowly to the children. The children immediately fell silent and looked at her cautiously. Xihe smiled, walked around in a circle and held one of her hands for the last time: "Just them."
One is about eight years old and the other is about five years old. They are both boys.
The eldest lady was shocked and subconsciously retorted: "No!" After reacting, she hurriedly said: "One, one is enough. Why do you want two? It doesn't seem right to me."
Xihe pushed the child into his grandma's arms and said nonchalantly: "What's inappropriate? One for me and one for my eldest brother. It's just right."
As soon as these words came out, Mrs. Song immediately jumped up: "No! I don't agree!"
Song Yu looked at the child carefully: "Mom, I think the child is quite suitable. I have been in the border all year round, and those under three years old are too young, so Yue'er chose just right." Touching the head of the older little guy, his face A smile appeared on his face, "If you raise this child, he will be able to go to the battlefield with me in a few years."
Two ladies: "..."
A breath deflated in my heart, neither up nor down.
The last two children remained, the older one was named Song Jian and the younger one was named Song Huan. They were adopted under the names of Song Yu and Song Mo respectively.
Song Jian was born handsome, but there was a stubbornness in his eyes. It is said that both his parents died, and now he was helping to make ends meet in the clan. The clothes he came to the Song Mansion were all borrowed from other places, and his clothes were shabby.
As for Song Huan...the little guy is full of cleverness.
Xihe liked it and stayed.
After the name was decided, the Song family had no choice but to accept it. However, as they came into contact, everyone found that the two children seemed to be pretty good? One is steady and the other is lively.
Especially Song Huan, with his lovable temperament, he insisted on making the eldest lady who didn't like him call him a 'good grandson'.
Xihe looked amused, but touched the little guy's head: "Since it is recorded in the name of the Song family, you are the children of the Song family, the legitimate sons, so you don't need to please anyone, you know? "
"You just need to learn the lessons taught by your husband well, respect your teachers, be filial to your parents, and do your duty."
