In an instant, everyone only heard the sound of arrows breaking through the air, and in the blink of an eye, the feather arrows flew in front of them.

Wen Yuan, who was sitting on top of the horse, was far away from the silk shop, and when the arrow hit, he was obviously weak, and he easily swept it off with a cold wave of his horsewhip.

The military meticulous work who pretended to be a servant girl was even more quick-eyed, and pulled Shu Yanjie's arm, who was exclaiming, to avoid the vital point.

But Xi's guardian was heartfelt, she only knew that the arrow was coming, but she couldn't see that her daughter was out of danger, but she wanted to rush forward to be a human shield, but she was shot right halfway.

only heard a soft sound of "poof", the arrow disappeared into the back in an instant, Yanjie shouted "A-Niang", hugged her mother who leaned forward because of the momentum, and trembled with horror.

"Ah, mother, it's okay." Xi didn't feel pain at the moment, and smiled lightly to appease, but he was a little out of breath when he spoke.

When Wen Yuan quickly stepped forward with the horse's belly, he raised his eyes and saw blood oozing out of her cotton undershirt, slowly dyeing the royal blue clothes a dark red.

Seeing Xi cough twice and spit out pink foam, he always felt that although the arrow did not hit the heart, it also looked a little serious.

"I'm afraid that it hurts my lungs, so I should be sent to the hospital for treatment." He frowned and gave this command, which made everyone even more anxious.

Mao Kunming, who wiped the baby's neck with a knife, was still applauding on the side, and laughed at Chong Yanjie: "I didn't kill you, it's not bad to be your wife - it makes you guilty for a lifetime!" ”

He even brandished a dagger, trying to rush forward and make up for two more swords, but was stopped by the soldiers around him.

"No, no, A-Niang will be fine!" Yanjie hugged her mother and wept, and then looked at Mao Kunming's blood-spattered and hideous appearance, and her legs couldn't help but weaken.

Wen Yuan looked over with annoyance, waved his hand, and said, "Hurry up and escort it away, so that you can guard it." ”

Subsequently, under the escort of Xingyi, Yanjie accompanied Xi back to Shu's house in a daze, and shrank in the corner of the house anxiously watching the doctor's hurried treatment.

She was moved by her mother's desperate deeds, and at another time she was worried about whether she would be able to survive the difficulties.

For a moment, Yanjie even secretly thought that Mao Kunming's act of killing his relatives in front of everyone was already a matter of being able to sit on the truth and leave the matter, and he would never be implicated again, fortunately. In the next moment, she secretly scolded herself for being cold-blooded and without conscience, how could she let her mother sacrifice in exchange for her own liberation.

Yanbing heard about it at night, and took Yanqing back to her parents' house to visit the next day, just when she saw Xi's blood loss after taking the arrow, Yanjie didn't eat or drink and sat in front of the bed in a daze, and the two sisters persuaded her for a long time before letting her drink some soup.

Until she went home, Yan Bing was still afraid, and when she saw Wen Yuan come back at night, she couldn't help but sigh with palpitations: "Fortunately, it wasn't you who were hurt." ”

Wen Yuan looked at the two sons who were sleeping next door, turned around and lowered his voice and replied, "It's just an accident, if she doesn't move, it won't be okay at all." ”

As he spoke, he turned around and walked back, and quickly took off his official robe and changed into a home cotton coat behind the screen. Wen Yuan wore this dress to torture Mao Kunming today, although he didn't seem to have any blood stains, but he always felt that he didn't want to bring the stale and bloody smell of prison into his wife and children.

After changing clothes and grooming briefly, he sat down on the edge of the low couch and half-hugged Yan Bing to caress and comfort her, listening to her chatter.

"I was just surprised yesterday, but today I saw Aunt Xi's completely bloodless face...... Hey, it's scary. I was thinking about how terrible it would have been if you had been injured in the chest before, if it had been a stab instead of a shallow cut. Yan Bing couldn't help but stretch out her green jade hand and press it on his chest, sighing for a long time.

"How could I be stupid enough to be poked?" Wen Yuan looked back at Yan Bing, who was wearing a silver and red narrow-sleeved formal suit with a bun, and smiled lightly, revealing infinite affection in the flow of his eyes.

Although he was moved by his wife's concern, he didn't care about his remarks, and even said happily: "What's more, wealth and wealth are sought in danger, and when this big case is over, I am afraid that my husband will be promoted and rich again when he is rewarded for meritorious deeds." ”

According to Wen Yuan's plan, in two years, he may go out of Beijing to be a Zhongzhou, Shangzhou driver, or Gyeonggi County. If it goes well, the next step is to take charge of the first state capital to do the history of assassination, and then return to Beijing and enter the imperial history platform to be a four-grade imperial history Zhongcheng or a six-department squire, which is good to think about.

"If you're lucky, you might be able to skip one or two steps in the middle of the matter of King Shu and shorten your life......" Wen Yuan muttered to himself.

As he spoke, he pressed Yan Bing's hand and pressed it hard against her heart, making her feel the fiery beat, as if she was pouring out her determination to seal his wife's son.

The cold winter Layue touched the warm chest, and heard his bold words, Yan Bing seemed to feel that there was a fire in her heart.

But because her hand was on Wen Yuan's chest, she immediately thought of the half-foot-long scar on his body, and her heart suddenly became a little blocked, thinking that her current life was good enough, and she didn't need her husband's life to fight for the future.

In an instant, she persuaded in a soft tone: "Before you reach the age of standing, you have reached the fifth grade, and you are already quite dazzling, so you can take your steps slowly and be content." What's more, I have just settled the account of Zhiwei Zhai, and I have a lot of income, so I don't have to risk seeking greater wealth. ”

Wen Yuan couldn't help but smile when he looked at Yan Bing's confident appearance and wanted to be the pillar of the family.

Only then did he suddenly realize that his little wife had unconsciously faded from her youthful appearance, and being a mother brought her not only a plump figure and a mature and fragrant taste, but also a change in her mentality and way of doing things.

"People are in the official career, like sailing against the current, if you don't advance, you will retreat, even if I want to stop, I can't do it, unless I am old. What's more, Zhiwei Zhai is your fat powder money, which is to be left to our daughter as a dowry, how can it be spent as a family? "Wen Yuan is a person with lofty ambitions and wants to be a marquis and worship the prime minister, how can he be willing to stop at just five grades?

He resolutely refused to be a soft rice man who relied on his wife to make money to support his family, but Yan Bing's focus was only on the last sentence, and he opened his eyes and wondered: "Where did the daughter come from?" ”

"......" Wen Yuan consciously said that he leaked his mouth, coughed a little embarrassed twice, and then gently stroked Yan Bing's belly and whispered, "I heard from the doctor two days ago that you are recovering well, and you will have it in the future after a few more years." If you don't have that blessing, you can adopt one, right? I always feel that it is better to have both children and daughters. ”

"......" Yanbing was shocked for a while, first excited about the good news of "there will be in the future", and then wanted to discuss whether adoption was a good idea, and after a short hesitation, she cried and laughed, "Let's talk about it later, it's still a no-brainer!" Rest. ”

"Uh-huh, it's time to settle." Wen Yuan didn't want to talk about this unpredictable future, so he immediately called a slave to fetch water to freshen up Yan Bing.

After purifying the face, he personally helped his wife remove the ivory ruyi hairpin on her head, his fingers slowly slid through the black hair, smelling the faint Canaanite fragrance mixed with milk, his heart couldn't help but ripple a little, and subconsciously reached out to knead her shoulder.

The white air from the rough breath rushed straight to Yan Bing's ears, making her feel the back of her neck warm and itchy, she subconsciously shrank her neck, and then looked back and saw that her husband was smiling at herself, and the corners of her lips curved back to him and smiled, her eyes were full of warmth.

When he was looked at like this, he suddenly felt that his hands and legs were weak, so he pulled Yan Bing into the bed tent, looked forward to the future and sighed with a smile: "When the dust settles in front of me, it will be a year or two later, I should be a candidate, or transfer a position or rest for a few months or even a year, and then I will be able to play with you leisurely." ”

It's naturally a good thing to be able to play around, Yan Bing couldn't help but smile and replied: "Okay, it's best to be able to go out to Jianghuai and other prosperous places, this time I haven't been able to take a good look at the spring scenery." ”

Wen Yuan was thinking, seeing the scenery is secondary, the key is to work hard to see if you can get a gentle daughter.

It is better to act than to move, and the next moment he reached out and pursed his lips, wanting to stay with his wife for a moment - the doctor said the day before yesterday that her physical condition was fine, but she was not suitable for pregnancy.

A kiss Fang Ze savored the fragrance of rouge, and at the same time reached out to untie the soft satin belly coat...... In the warm touch, I saw that the red lips were moist and charming like silk, the candlelight in the room was swaying and the green smoke was curling, and the smoke cage was warm and diffused with fragrance.

Just when he was ready to go, Yan Bing slapped the wolf's claws away at a critical moment, just because he suddenly remembered that Xi's life and death were uncertain, although the relationship was indifferent and there was no need to be taboo for her, but he always felt that others were struggling with life and death, and he was a little uncomfortable indulging in pleasure.

"What's wrong?" Wen Yuan asked suspiciously. After that, I heard her whisper in her ear in some confusion: "I'm a little tired today, so it's better to rest." ”

"Huh?" Is there a mistake?! Wen Yuan was stunned but helpless, so he could only sigh and lie down unwillingly, and it took a while to relax and fall asleep.

The next morning, he went to Dali Temple, and he said with a gloomy face that he wanted to interrogate Mao Kunming, and wanted to take the initiator to vent his grievances.

The appearance of walking with the wind and the momentum startled Liu Wenshi, and Nuo Nuo reminded: "Rong Shaoqing, I can't help it, I can't be tortured every day according to the law!" You have to rest for three days, right? ”

"Who said it would be tortured? I just wanted to talk to him. Wen Yuan gritted his teeth and said such a sentence, and then really chatted with Mao Kunming - he couldn't torture his body to crush his spiritual qi! There is always a way to fix him.

When Mao Kunming, who was covered in dry and bloodstained hair, was brought up, he was still dead for a while, and he had a hard mouth, and he was rare and had no soft eggs, so he refused to say anything.

So, he fell into the dilemma of chatting day and night, Wen Yuan personally went into battle during the day, and asked others to help at night, in short, he asked questions or knocked on the iron railing of the cell, and did not let Mao Kunming close his eyes and rest.

On the third day, the former brother-in-law, who had been tossed and choked enough, finally couldn't stand the mental torture, and his black and blue eyes completely collapsed, and he threw himself on the damp straw of the prison and cried: "Let me sleep, I want to rest!" ”

"Say, say everything you need to say before you go to sleep." Wen Yuan looked at him with a cold face and motioned to the scribe to prepare pen and ink to take notes. Let him honestly confess the various people involved in the conspiracy and sign the pledge in order to obtain the evidence of the confession.

“…… The mastermind is the king of Shu, and the king of Shu has a strategist who said that he would rebel under the pretense of Maitreya's incarnation, and encourage civilians to be soldiers who don't want money! There are already many believers in Shudi, and they originally wanted to develop in the prosperous places of the capital and the south of the Yangtze River, and then they will bloom everywhere next year and start up together...... but they were destroyed by you.

After speaking, Mao Kunming, who was forced to kneel on the ground, looked at Wen Yuan with resentment in his eyes, and listened to him ask, "Who is the strategist?" ”

"I only know that his name is Zhenjian, and he should be in the capital, because he communicates with me relatively quickly, and he is very slow to send letters to Shu. But I haven't met anyone, so I don't know who he really is. As soon as the words fell, Mao Kunming saw a subordinate next to him walking forward with a red-hot soldering iron with a hideous face, and couldn't help screaming in horror, "I really don't know, really!" ”

Wen Yuan asked step by step: "Think about it carefully, who have you guessed?" ”

“…… I guessed......" Mao Kunming swallowed a mouthful of saliva, suddenly glanced at a middle-aged man locked in the cell next door, and guessed, "This person wants to blame the King of Chu or the King of Dingyue County if he loses, he should be by their side, right?" ”

Following Mao Kunming's line of sight, Wen Yuan's eyes immediately fell on the dying Jia Chunzhen, and he couldn't help but purse his lips and smile—didn't Zhen have a sense of learning? Mao Kunming's previous letter wrote that he wanted to use Shan Tianheng to set up the king of Chu, and assist Jia Chunzhen to lobby the king of Dingyue County to echo the king of Shu's actions, echoing that he would not succeed in marrying trouble, heh, it was a good idea.

"Truth? It's really cheap...... "I thought it was just a pawn, but I didn't expect it to be a "military advisor".

He paced over, looking at Jia Chunzhen's appearance of being frozen to death due to his injuries and illness, he couldn't help frowning, so he had to order someone to find a doctor to treat him and then interrogate him.

Although Mao Kunming's confession involved the King of Shu, there was not much empirical evidence, so he could only wait to pry Jia Chunzhen's mouth open, and take down Mao Qianying first before talking about anything else.

Thinking of this, Wen Yuan asked Mao Kunming for more details, but he didn't expect to learn another evil thing.

At the beginning of the Lantian County corpse splitting case, it turned out that Mao Kunming ordered someone to kill Zhao Jinzhu. It was only because the old man found that someone was quietly borrowing his caravan to smuggle weapons in the process of trafficking Shu brocade, and persuaded his grandson to destroy his relatives instead of being killed......

Wen Yuan went home and told Yan Bing about it, she was also embarrassed, and even sighed that fortunately Yan Jie was not pregnant with a child, otherwise God knows if the descendants of this vicious person would also be impure.

What is even more gratifying is that Xi finally sobered up completely at the time of Chinese New Year's Eve, and gradually improved, allowing everyone to have a happy New Year.

In a blink of an eye, it was the fifteenth day of the first month, the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, when everyone in the capital watched the lanterns and guessed the riddles, sang and danced to celebrate the good night, the loyal general Sun Ting galloped into Suizhou to raid the Assassin Shi Mansion and captured the Assassin Mao Qianying.

When Zheng Yuncong, the king of Shu, heard that his confidant Jia Chunzhen had died in torture to extract a confession, and that Mao Qianying, who was capable of being captured, he was a little panicked.

He hurriedly showed weakness and asked for pardon for Mao Qianying, and sent his son into the court to contribute a pair of white deer auspiciousness, which also meant to make him hostage, making an honest gesture of sincere fear.

The sage was not deceived by this appearance, and sentenced Mao Qianying's family to the crime of rebellion, and more than 15 men were beheaded after the autumn, and officially issued an edict to count the crimes of the king of Shu, and ordered Sun Ting to lead the army to crusade against the king of Shu.

The King of Shu, who was secretly accumulating strength, was not well prepared at this time, but he had to send an arrow on the string.

While cursing Rong Wenyuan for solving the case and hurting himself, he ordered people to hurriedly shout the slogan "Shakyamuni Buddha is declining, Maitreya Buddha should hold the world", inciting the people to rebel, and he led the elite soldiers to rise up together to contend with the imperial court.

In less than eight months, the Maitreya followers added tens of thousands of followers, and the more troublesome they became, they escaped from the control of the king of Shu like a wild horse - robbing large households, burning the state capital, and killing men and women whenever they wanted.

In the end, even the private soldiers of the King of Shu couldn't stand this kind of subversion of Buddhist teachings, harming the people but not looking forward to a bright future, and directly turned against the mutiny and surrendered to the imperial court.

The king of Shu was taken as the other party's vote, and was beheaded in front of the two armies, Sun Ting immediately wrapped his head in a lacquer box, and sent someone to send it to the capital as a tribute, while he himself continued to stay in Shu to kill the recalcitrant rebels.

When the head of the king of Shu was delivered to the emperor, Xingyi was on an errand in the palace, and he was very happy to get the news of the evil head, and he didn't even have time to go home to change clothes after the shift change, so he immediately went to the Rong Mansion to find his sister to report the good news.

Yan Bing was leading her two sons to practice walking in the hall at that time, and just after getting the word from the next person, she heard the joyful conversation of her brother and husband outside the window.

"Sister, have you heard? Our grandfather has finally taken revenge! Xingyi didn't even have time to enter the door before he started shouting.

"Really?!" Yan Bing looked back and saw that her brother was wearing a heroic guard riding costume, striding towards Wen Yuan.

"Well, what you see with your own eyes won't be fake." Xingyi nodded heavily, replied steadily, and happily said that he was going to sweep the tomb to report the good news.

Yan Bing looked at Wen Yuan, who was wearing a vermilion round-necked official robe, and saw that he also smiled and nodded, so he really believed Xingyi's words.

"That's great! Grandpa Ruoquan knows that he must have been-" Before Yan Bing's words fell, he saw the two little guys in big red jackets staggering and rushing towards Wen Yuan.

He also called vaguely in his mouth: "Grandpa, grandpa!" ”

"Hey, good!" Wen Yuan curled the corners of his lips when he heard this, leaned over and picked up the two big fat boys like New Year's dolls in one hand, his face was full of happy smiles.

provoked Xingyigan to stand aside and eat the taste: "Hey, what about my uncle, didn't you see it?" The stinky boy only has your father in his eyes. ”

The two little guys listened to him, and at the same time turned their heads curiously to look over, with bright eyes like black onyx and blinking, but because they didn't know how to speak, they didn't call uncle, just stupidly hugged their father and continued to shout "Grandpa".

"That's exactly how it should be! If you don't recognize your father, isn't it disloyal and unfilial? The well-behaved son made Wen Yuan laugh, and raised his eyebrows at Xingyi and said, "If you are envious, you should quickly marry a wife and give birth to a pair, your little sister is already married, when do you have to choose carefully?" ”

Xingyi directly hugged the extroverted Erlang Alin and teased, and replied in his mouth: "It's almost time, my aunt is helping to look at each other." ”

"Okay, don't break your mouth and stir up the eight characters yet," Yan Bing didn't want to say much about the girls next to her, and patted her husband's arm and smiled coquettishly, "You haven't changed your clothes yet, hug them after washing your hands." ”

As she spoke, she stretched out her hand to pull down her eldest son, and hurriedly asked the maidservant to fetch water.

"Okay, let's wash it." Wen Yuan was very obedient and took the bath beans and cleaned his hands in the brass basin, and then the family had dinner together.

During the banquet, he drank a whole jar of Jinbo Yulu wine with Xingyi, who was in a good mood, until the willow top on the moon was half drunk and half awake and helped back to the bedroom.

After freshening up, he opened the curtain and saw that his wife was waiting for him with her hair scattered, he couldn't help but smirk all over his face, and said happily: "Actually, there are better things, I didn't have time to say it." I am rated as the top in this year's official evaluation, and I will definitely get a good place to go this time. ”

Yan Bing's eyes lit up, and the tip of her index finger stirred the ends of her hair and asked, "Jianghuai?" Although she did not ask her husband to pay homage to the marquis, she would certainly rejoice in the fact that he had a good place to go.

"Well, the sage has already breathed through the air," Wen Yuan nodded, looking at his wife's delicate appearance, he couldn't help but feel hot in his heart, so he leaned over and whispered, "It's good to have you by my side all the time." ”

The night is thick, the husband and wife are deeply affectionate, and the style in the curtain is infinite......