If you're lucky enough to encounter a pack of wolves, that's a good thing. The pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info wolves meet a group of hungry people, and they are also a kind of food in the eyes of humans. The wolves, who had suffered a few big losses, also smelled the smell of danger and did not dare to provoke the flag man again.

Every day, bannermen and clothed minions died of hunger and cold, and at first, the dead were sent for burial. Later, the dead soon became food for others. In the far north of the North Sea, the cold winter is particularly long, and after the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, spring has not yet begun, and the ice and snow will not completely melt until at least May.

In a simple wooden house made of birch wood, the dejected Princess Jianning has not eaten a bite of food for several days, her husband and second son have died tragically, and the eldest son has disappeared, a series of events that hit her very hard. After coming to this bitter cold place, she gradually recovered at first, but with the advent of winter, severe cold and lack of food, Princess Jianning's physical condition gradually deteriorated. When it came to the Spring Festival, seeing that other dignitaries and nobles could still reunite with their families, but they could only be alone, Princess Jianning thought of her husband and son again.

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Thousands of miles away in the capital, Wu Sangui's mansion.

"Who are you? Why trespass on the palace! Someone! Take it for me! Wu Sangui, who was asleep, suddenly walked towards him with a person wearing the clothes of a Qing court official and a bare head, as if he had cut off his braids. Wu Sangui shouted desperately, but no one around him came, and he saw that person getting closer and closer.

The person approached, the blurred face gradually became clear, Wu Sangui found that the person was a little familiar, so he rubbed his eyes, and then he found that the person who found out was his most beloved son Wu Yingxiong!

"Ying Xiong Wu'er, I miss you so much for my father!" Wu Sangui immediately burst into tears and stepped forward to greet his son.

"Father, the child has finally seen you!" Wu Yingxiong pounced, knelt in front of Wu Sangui and kowtowed repeatedly.

Wu Sangui helped his son up, but found that his son was scarred, and his body was covered with traces of whipping and burning with a soldering iron. He grabbed his son's arm, only to find his hands covered in blood.

"Ying Xiong Wu'er!" Wu Sangui couldn't cry silently, and hugged his son tightly, "You have suffered!" Did those brutes beat you? How can they beat you like this? What do you say, it's still their colt! ”

At this moment, Wu Yingxiong suddenly spurted out a mouthful of blood, and fell down on his back in the smoke, before disappearing into the smoke, Wu Yingxiong finally shouted: "Father, avenge the child!" It was Kang Mazi who hurt the child! ”

Wu Sangui stretched out his hand to pull, but did not hold his son, and watched his son disappear into the smoke, leaving only a piece of his son's sleeve in his hand.

"Lord, save my husband!" In the thick smoke, Princess Jianning and her second son appeared.

"Princess!" Wu Sangui shouted and stepped forward, wanting to hug his grandson, but he pounced.

In the thick smoke, the shadows of Princess Jianning and Wu Shilin gradually blurred and disappeared in front of Wu Sangui.

"Ying Xiong! Shilin! Wu Sangui cried, calling the names of his son and grandson.

"Lord Wang! What's wrong with you? The shouts of the personal servants woke Wu Sangui from his sleep.

"Ying Xiong! Ying Xiong Wu'er, I miss you so much for my father! Wu Sangui sat up from the bed, two lines of tears fell from his cloudy eyes, and suddenly he was not supported, "wow" his throat was sweet, and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Lord Wang! Rajah! The servant exclaimed.

Wu Sangui tilted his head and fell on the bed, a stream of blood running down the corner of his mouth.

"Father!"

"Grandpa!"

Wu Sangui was awakened by the sound of being called, he opened his eyes, and saw his second son Wu Yingqi and his grandson Wu Shifan kneeling in front of his bed.

"Child, grandson, the old man is fine!" Wu Sangui barely squeezed out a smile, reached out and stroked his grandson Wu Shifan's head caressingly, "Grandpa is fine, I just dreamed of your father, he died so miserably!" Your dad asked grandpa to avenge him! ”

Hearing his grandfather talk about dreaming of his father, Wu Shifan suddenly burst into tears, kneeling on the ground and crying silently.

Wu Sangui turned his head again and said to Wu Yingqi: "Yingqi Wu'er, my father dreamed of your brother just now!" Remember, your brother was killed by the Tartars! He died a terrible death! Your father is old and can no longer go to the battlefield to kill the enemy in person, so you must personally lead the troops to avenge your brother! ”

"Father, the child must remember this hatred!" Wu Yingqi agreed on his lips, but secretly said in his heart: Father, you are too partial! My brother is no longer here, and the position of the son of this world should be mine, why did I give it to my nephew?

In real history, the reason why Wu Yingqi did not compete with his nephew Wu Shifan for the throne was because after Wu Sangui's death, the situation of Wu Zhou's army deteriorated and began to decline, and it was difficult to even protect himself. But now the situation is different, the Manchu court has been defeated in Beihai, Wu Sangui coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes, and the king of Jin is no longer there, Wu Sangui's power can be said to be in full swing. Wang Yu in the south seems to be at ease as a local vassal king, and he has no intention of coming to the northern capital at all, even if he has super strength, he does not dare to go against the hearts of the people in the world, so it seems that the Wu army system is as stable as a rock, and no one can be shocked at all.

In fact, the reason why Wu Sangui got sick was not only because he missed Wu Yingxiong, but also because of the special offerings of the Eight Banners he sucked. Wang Yu quietly changed some recipes in the special Eight Banners special offerings provided to Wu Sangui.

Originally, if you smoke too much, you will hallucinate, and if you smoke it for a long time, the toxicity will slowly penetrate into your bones. Because of the change of the recipe and the hallucinations caused by the special offerings of the Eight Banners, Wu Sangui dreamed of his son Wu Yingxiong. Wu Sangui, who was deeply tormented by the loss of his son, finally lost his support and was bedridden.

The negotiations between Wang and Wu have ended, and the Qiongzhou army has gradually withdrawn to Xuzhou and Kaifeng, and the Wu army and the Qiongzhou army are bounded by Xuzhou, Kaifeng, and Luoyang, and the two armies do not invade each other. The boundary line between the territory of the Zhongzhen camp and Wu Sangui is the Yellow River at the junction of Shanxi and Shaanxi, as well as the Tongguan line.

The Qiongzhou army ceded Shandong, which was a political victory for Wu Sangui. However, Wu Sangui, who had been smoking the Eight Banners special offerings for many years, because of the death of his son and Wang Yu's change of formula, Wu Sangui had died soon.

Wu Yingqi walked out of his father's bedroom, and he secretly thought in his heart: It seems that his father will not live long! He's going to kick his legs early, he's good to be early! Hum! Waiting for the old immortal to kick his legs, my nephew really dares to inherit the throne? Don't look at how many heroes under my father are on Lao Tzu's side! Wu Shifan, a milky child who has not dried up, what can he do?

"Little prince, how is the old prince?" Wu Yingqi met Li Sixing, the king of Jin who rushed to hear the news.