Pihanjin

Liancheng is located at the junction of Changsha and Sanmiao. It is a small square city with a total population of just over a thousand households. However, it used to be the gateway between Sanmiao and Changsha. It was also prosperous for a while. Because of the rise of Jiang Rong and the unrest in the southern border of Changsha, the country fell into famine. However, although the sparrow is small, it has all the internal organs. Liancheng Ling learned that the Lord Weng came to help the people of the three clans to cure the miasma and drive away the disease. Prepared the reception matters, and packed one of the best houses in the city. After Mu Fulan arrived, he settled Xi'er and left him in the city, accompanied by Mu's mother and maid, and immediately took the doctor and Langzhong out of the city to go to the land of the three clans to start work.

Although she was already prepared, after she arrived, she realized that the situation here was more serious than she originally imagined.

Miasma is not uncommon in the local area, and it is even more prone to disease at the turn of spring and summer every year. But this time, because of the severe lack of food, many people who were otherwise healthy also became weak and fell ill, especially the elderly and children.

In a village she went to, half of the hundreds of households were infected with miasma. Although most of them were old and weak, women and children, it was shocking enough.

The local people who were tormented by hunger and sickness learned that the King of Changsha was not only willing to borrow food to help them get through the current difficulties, but even the princess herself brought people here to heal and heal, which was all encouraging.

For many years, in the eyes of ordinary people in Sanmiao, the neighboring country of Changsha was originally the kingdom of Shang, the king of the Mu clan, generous and benevolent. Now the king of Changsha disregarded the past and reached out to rescue him again, how could he not be grateful.

Every time Mu Fulan went to a place, when she left, the people would pay homage and respect her.

She is very busy. But as long as I can go back to the city for the night, I try to come back. Unless sometimes it is too busy to be too late, or the place to go is so far that it is impossible to go back and forth that day, then spend the night on the spot.

In such a busy time, more than a month has passed.

Xi'er always remembered the conditions she had promised her earlier, knowing that she had something to do, and she couldn't go back to the city to spend the night with her every night.

That night, Mu's mother helped him take a bath, put on his sleeping clothes, carried him to the bed, and said with a smile: "Little son, Lord Weng won't be back tonight, little son, don't wait, go to bed earlier. "

Xier nodded in agreement.

Mu's mother asked him to lie down, covered his stomach with a thin quilt, sat on the edge of the bed, and gently shook the paddle fan for him, urging him to sleep.

Xi'er yawned and closed her eyes.

Mother Mu looked at the child on the pillow.

Delicate eyebrows, long eyelashes. This inexplicably familiar little face that made her feel surprised at first glance, how to look, how endearing.

She remembered that Lord Weng left Hexi and returned to Changsha in early February, and now it's nearly half a year in July.

It has been so long since the arrival of this child, and getting along day by day, Mother Mu fell in love with this sensible and well-behaved child from the bottom of her heart.

But to be honest, even so, up to now, Mu's mother is still a little puzzled. Weng master has nothing to do with this orphan that she brought back halfway, and has never met, why is it so deep.

Her Wengzhu is only seventeen years old this year, but in the feeling of Mu's mother, it is like the little girl who just got engaged. However, when she looks at this child, Mu's mother can always I can feel that Weng Lord's eyes are full of a kind of love and pity from the bottom of my heart that only a mother can have towards her child.

Mu's mother's eyes stayed on Xi'er's little face, and she could only sigh again in her heart.

Perhaps, this is probably the so-called past life fate. Lord Weng has a relationship with this child.

Xier fell asleep.

Mu's mother got up gently, checked the screens, blew the lights, and walked out of the house lightly.

This July summer night, the blue sky is purple, the moon and stars are sparse, and it is an extremely ordinary night. The gates of this small city in the remote south of Changsha have long been tightly closed.

At the third watch, Lian Chengling, who was sleeping, was awakened by the knock on the door.

The one who woke Liancheng Ling was an uninvited guest who arrived in the middle of the night.

The servant who passed the message said that a man calling himself Xie Changgeng came from outside the city, with only a few entourages, and also showed to the gate captain the waist badge with the official status cast by the imperial court. However, the captain of the gate had never seen such a high-level waist card before, and it was difficult to distinguish the true from the false. In addition, now that Weng Zhu and his party were in the city, the Liancheng Order had ordered that the guard of the city gate must be strengthened, and it was late at night, and he did not dare to open the city at will. The door was greeted, and while delaying, he sent someone to inform the Liancheng order, asking him to go there as soon as possible.

Xie Changgeng's name was like thunder. Besides, he and Xie Changgeng also had a relationship. When Xie went to Yuecheng to ask for relatives, he was still an official in the palace. He had seen him with his own eyes and heard that he had come here.

With the light of the fire stick, he saw a person facing the city gate, standing tall, who was not Xie Changgeng?

Lianchengling hurried over, returned the waist card he just handed over with both hands, and repeatedly pleaded guilty.

"Recently, Lord Weng and his group have settled in the city. In order to ensure their safety, they have not received the news that you are coming, so they are neglected. Please don't take offense, Lord."

Xie Changgeng didn't show any sullen expression on his face, but his eyes were slightly cold, and he didn't say goodbye to him.

After he finished speaking, he walked in.

Liancheng Ling hurriedly followed up and said, "You don't know Jiedu, but after Lord Weng came here, every day, he personally went to Sanmiao Village to treat people's illnesses. Sometimes it was inconvenient, so he stayed there. Li Yang, it's a bit far from here, I haven't come back tonight, so I must be staying there."

Xie Changgeng paused.

"Reassured Jiedu, the lower official heard that the people are very grateful to Weng Zhu, and worship him wherever he goes, not to mention that there will be General Yuan accompanying him to protect him, so there will be no danger."

Xie Changgeng stood still for a moment, then turned his head slowly.

"And what about her adopted son?"

When he said the word "foster son", his tone was a little weird.

Lian Chengling smiled and said, "The young master never followed. After he came, he stayed in the city, and lived in the south of the city, not far from here."

"Take me there."

Xie Changgeng was silent for a moment and said.

Liancheng Ling responded, leading the way diligently, and said with a smile: "Speaking of the young master, he is really smart and well-behaved, no wonder Lord Weng loves him so much. That day Zhuojing went to see Lord Weng, and when he came back, he was with him. The lower official said, where is the adopted son, Master Weng and the younger son, they are obviously more kissed than the biological mother and son. When the younger son sees the Lord Jiedu, you are here too, I must be even more happy."

Liancheng is small and remote. After these years of desertion, the news has been blocked. It is like a dead city. Lianchengling has not been to Yuecheng for a long time. The husband and wife complained about each other, and they only talked about good things and flattered them all the way. They led Xie Changgeng to a mansion and stopped before saying, "Master Weng lives here."

The entourage had already stepped up to pat the door, and the guard heard the sound and learned of the person coming, and immediately opened the door.

Mu's mother had already fallen asleep, but she was suddenly woken up. She said that Xie Jiedu had arrived. She was very surprised. At first she didn't believe it. She got up and saw a tall figure standing in the courtyard. Lord Dao Weng will not be back tonight.

"Tomorrow, a new batch of medicinal materials will be shipped, and Master Weng will definitely come back..."

Mu's mother couldn't ask him why he suddenly came here all the way from Hexi, looked at his face that didn't argue with joy and anger, and explained it carefully.

"What about her adopted son?"

Xie Changgeng asked in a calm tone.

Mu's mother hesitated and pointed to the room behind her.

Xie Changgeng took a step and walked towards the door.

His appearance was too sudden. Lord Weng happened to be absent tonight.

Mu's mother always had a feeling that his arrival was by no means a good thing.

She didn't want him to see Xi'er out of some vague concern that she couldn't even explain herself.

At least not in this case.

She took the candle from the maid's hand, followed immediately, and persuaded: "Sir, you have come from a long way, it's late at night, you must be tired, you might as well go to rest first, if you have something, tomorrow..."

Xie Changgeng stopped at the door, turned his head, and said to her coldly: "What are you afraid of, I will eat him?"

His eyes were extremely gloomy, and Mu's mother's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly said, "Sir, don't misunderstand. It's just that the little son has already fallen asleep..."

Xie Changgeng seemed not to have heard it, his face was expressionless, he took the candle from her hand and pushed open the door.

"grown ups…"

He had crossed the threshold and entered.

Mu's mother didn't dare to stop her any more. She stood at the door and looked at the figure in the shadow of the lamp that was going in. She felt extremely uneasy.

Xie Changgeng came to the inner room and lit another lamp in the room with the candle in his hand.

The light in the room suddenly became brighter, illuminating the sleeping child on the bed.

The room was silent, there was no sound, only the sound of the child's light breathing in a deep sleep.

His long eyelashes were silently covered, two fan-shaped shadows were cast on his face by the candlelight, and he slept so peacefully.

Xie Changgeng did not go to the bedside, but stood beside the candlestick, his figure motionless.

Suddenly, there was a slight "pop" in the ear.

Candles burst into flames.

Fire jumps.

The child in his sleep seemed to sense something, his eyelashes twitched a few times, and he woke up.

Hazy, he saw the lights were on in the room, and there seemed to be a figure in the lights. He thought it was his mother who came back. He was so happy that he got up in a hurry, raised his hand and rubbed his sleepy eyes. He called out "mother..." vaguely.

His voice suddenly stopped.

He saw the extra person in the room.

Not his own mother.

Xi'er slowly put down her hands, sat on the bed, opened her eyes wide, and looked at the silent stranger who appeared in front of her for the first time.

Xie Changgeng's eyes fell on the child's face, and he could no longer move away.

The moment he saw those eyebrows, the absurd thought that had popped up in his mind countless times before, and was denied by him as soon as it appeared, suddenly became more real than ever.

It was so absurd, so absurd that even he didn't want to believe it.

But he knew that he had not wronged her.

If this child was really met and brought back to Changsha after she was kicked out in February of this year, how could it be so coincidental? Before that, at the end of last year, on the night when she first arrived in Beijing, Called the same name in the dream?

Before seeing the letter from Zhu Liuhu, he would never have thought that the person calling that name was actually the child in front of him.

What kind of ties can make her child so fascinated?

If this is also a coincidence, then at this moment, when I was facing this childish, the eyes that caught my eye, and the feeling of deja vu that poured out of my heart, where did it come from?

Just from her.

He seemed to see the shadow of Mrs. Mu on the child's body.

There are not so many coincidences in this world.

The doubts that had swirled in his heart before were confirmed tonight.

There is definitely something wrong with the origin of this child.

"Who are you?"

The child looked at him for a long time, hesitated for a while, and finally asked the first sentence he said after meeting Xie Changgeng.

His small feet were tightly together, with slightly arched dorsum and curled toes. This was an inadvertently revealing nervous reaction to guard against others, but he spoke clearly without much fear.

Xie Changgeng stared at the child in front of him, his eyes heavy.

"Your father, who is he?"

After a long silence, he asked a question.