Rebirth of a Star General

Yan He left, the sky gradually darkened, and Lin Shuanghe was leaving. Before leaving, he instructed Xiao Jue: "You remember to feed Sister He the medicine. After drinking the medicine, she should wake up soon. I'll come back tomorrow, Huaijin, don't worry too much."

After sending Lin Shuanghe away, although He Sui and He Yunsheng were also very worried about He Yan, Xiao Jue was guarding before He Yan collapsed, so it was not easy for them to come in. He Suisheng pulled He Yunsheng away.

The medicine in the bowl gradually cooled down, Xiao Jue lifted He Yan up, picked up a spoonful of medicine and fed it into her mouth carefully. Zi wiped the medicine marks on Jing Heyan's lips and frowned slightly.

He Yan's face is still pale, she has always been big-hearted, always smiling, she is the kind of cheerful temperament that even if she is seriously injured, she can still joke and tell people around her not to worry. uncomfortable.

He stretched out his hand, stroked the top of He Yan's hair lightly, looked sideways at the bowl of medicine that was about to cool on the desk, paused for a moment, and finally made up his mind, picked up the medicine bowl again, and lowered his head to take a sip.

The collapsed girl's eyes were tightly closed, her eyelashes drooped down softly, showing a bit of fragility that was not there in the past. The young man's eyes were fixed on the collapsed man, her body was a little stiff, she struggled for a moment, and finally she slowly leaned over and lowered her head to cover. on her lips.

The concoction was no longer hot, it was just warm, and after feeding a bowl of medicine, his ears were already red. After heaving a sigh of relief, he sat up straight and covered He Yan's quilt.

The matter of being a gentleman or a gentleman has never been in Xiao Jue's consideration. In the past, he acted according to his heart, and only when he was with the woman in front of him did he worry heavily. Always afraid of making her feel conflicted.

Xiao Jue took out the empty medicine bowl, and as soon as Fang went out, he saw a young man squatting under the eaves across the yard, using branches to paint randomly on the snow.

It is He Yunsheng.

When He Yunsheng saw Xiao Jue come out, his eyes lit up. Xiao Jue put the empty bowl in the kitchen. When he came back, He Yunsheng had already arrived at the door of He Yan's room. .

Xiao Jue closed He Yan's door to avoid the wind blowing in, and then looked at He Yunsheng: "Do you have something to say to me?"

He Yunsheng swallowed his saliva.

He used to admire Xiao Jue very much. I am afraid that all the young men in Shuojing are just like him. Since when did it change, probably since that day He Yan was on the Chunlai River, took the charge of killing Fan Cheng for him, and led away the pursuers alone. He Yunsheng suddenly realized that it was useless to just envy and worship others. Only when you are strong can you protect He Yan, protect He Sui, and protect the people you want to protect. Instead of focusing on distant people, it is better to spend more time on improving yourself.

Later, He Yan came back, became the Marquis of Wu'an, and brought back a fiancé.

This fiancé is Xiao Jue.

He Yunsheng actually had no hostility towards Xiao Jue. The so-called resistance he showed was just from He Yan's nervousness. He Yan almost lost his life for Fan Cheng, who knows if Xiao Jue is another Fan Cheng? No one can tell.

But today he also saw that He Yan fainted, Xiao Jue stood in front of He Yan's collapse, wiped her hands, dried the medicine for her, and never left for half a step. He thought that Xiao Jue should like his sister, and she liked it. , deeper than he and He Sui imagined.

"Captain Xiao," the young man said nervously and resolutely, "Will you always treat He Yan like this?"

Xiao Jue glanced at him a little surprised, then silently replied, "Yes."

"My sister...she is very different from other women." He Yunsheng thought for a while before slowly opening his mouth: "No one can stop what she wants to do, and no one can force what she doesn't want to do. ."

"But she's a good person, you don't want to hurt her." He Yunsheng said, "If you hurt her, I..." The young man said solemnly, "Even if I pay all the price, I will seek an explanation for her."

Xiao Jue looked at him for a while, then smiled, "Okay." After a pause, he said again, "But you shouldn't have this chance."

He Yunsheng also laughed, "This is a conversation between our two men. When He Yan wakes up, don't tell her."

Xiao Jue lowered his eyes and looked at the accumulated snow on the ground. The snow in the yard didn't have time to be swept away, and a thin layer was spread. He asked He Yunsheng, "Do you care about He Yan?"

The boy instinctively wanted to refute, but when the words came to his lips, he sighed, "She is my sister."

It's my elder sister. Although she grew up, she always bullied him, scolded him, stole his favorite cakes, and always loved to sue He Sui. But she would also stand in front of him and silently protect him.

In this world, except for He Sui, they are the closest people, how could he not care?

"That's good," said the young man in a low voice, "you will always care about her so much in the future."

"Of course I will always care about her." He Yunsheng said, and couldn't help but glance at the young man standing beside him. For some reason, the previous worries suddenly dissipated a lot.

Xiao Jue...is a different person from Fan Cheng.

...

He Yan had a long dream.

In the dream, she still looked like a child, wearing a mask. At that time, she hadn't gone to Xianchang Hall to study, and she was still a poor bastard who could only stay in the house except for sneaking out of the dog hole every day. One morning, she brought water from Donghuang Mountain to help the monks in. When she got back from the dog hole, she accidentally bumped into the servant who got up early and poured Yexiang in the house. She was so frightened that she turned her head and ran away, accidentally hitting a person. body.

This person's skirt is very fragrant, like a flower in spring, the fragrance is nostalgic, and her voice is also soft, with a bit of a smile.

A hand pulled her up from the ground.

The lady's brows were somewhat similar to hers, and she looked at her with a very gentle gaze, and slightly brought her to her side to hide her figure. After the servants left, she gently patted He Yan's hand and said softly, "It's alright, be careful."

He Yan was wearing a mask, and the other party couldn't see her face, but she thought, at that time, her face under the mask must have been dull and full of desire to be close.

The woman turned and walked away, He Yan followed behind, and wanted to call her mother, but for some reason, she was so close, but she couldn't keep up. Seeing the woman walking further and further, until she disappeared in her sight. She fell to the ground in embarrassment, sad and aggrieved in her heart, and couldn't help crying with a "wow".

"He Yan?" Someone seemed to be calling her name.

He Yan opened his eyes and met Xiao Jue's concerned gaze. She felt a cold face on her face, and subconsciously reached out and touched it, but it was full of tears.

In an instant, she understood it all.

The events on the Tianxing Terrace replayed in her mind, she closed her eyes, the pain was inevitable, and the overwhelming amount of pain came.

"My mother, she..." As soon as she uttered a word, tears rolled down her cheeks.

He Yan originally thought that although she and Mrs. He had the names of mother and daughter, there was no mother-daughter relationship. In the years when she longed for her mother's care, Mrs. He Er was missing forever. Not to mention resentment, but there are more or less complaints. Even since her rebirth, she has never known how to face Mrs. He Er again. Now, there is no such opportunity.

"Your Majesty allows me to bury Mrs. He," Xiao Jue said softly, "He Yan..." He couldn't think of anything to comfort the girl in front of him, "Don't hold back, just cry if you want."

Cui Luo came here once to tell the truth. Mrs. He Er was preparing for today early in the morning. He Rufei didn't feed her poison, she hid the poison herself. Mrs. He Er has long been determined to die, and with her body, she would not be able to live long. She and Cuiluo asked for a token to go to Tianxingtai, and while the He family were not paying attention, she climbed out of the dog hole that He Yan had dug at the beginning, and rushed all the way to Tianxingtai, just to sacrifice her life for He Yan tired. The last piece of evidence.

The so-called transaction with Xiao Jue was the last life-saving charm she hid for He Xinying, and it was also the escape route she arranged for He Yan.

Xiao Jue never looked down on the tricks of calculating people's hearts in the woman's back house, but Mrs. He's tricks were not very clever. She wanted to create the illusion that she was partial to He Xinying, but she couldn't help caring about He Yan. In the end, she would sacrifice her life to clarify the grievances of her previous life for He Yan. A mother would never do this unless she loves her daughter.

It's just... if this is her last wish, he is willing to cooperate with him and let her get the little satisfaction that her plan succeeds.

Mrs. He Er's life has been involuntarily, and there are few moments when she can decide her own destiny. She can't decide her own birth, but she can decide her own death, using death to pave a future for her two daughters, even if she can't see it at all.

He Yan choked and said, "Xiao Jue, I don't have a mother anymore... I won't have a mother in the future."

Even though the word mother did not exist many times in her life, as long as it was there, there might still be a glimmer of hope. But Mrs. He left, she will never have a chance in the future. The so-called fantasy between mother and daughter can only become a fantasy forever and ever, and there is no chance to realize it.

God cruelly didn't even give her this opportunity, and she regretted it a lot. When she was in Yuhua Temple last time, she didn't say a few words to Mrs. He Er.

Xiao Jue stared at her with her eyes down, not feeling well. Of course, he knew the pain in He Yan's heart at this moment, because he was like that back then.

If it is the pain of flesh and blood, he can bear it on He Yan's behalf, but no one can bear the grief of losing a loved one for her.

"What did she tell you in the end?" He Yan asked.

At that time, only Xiao Jue was by Mrs. He's side, and no one heard the conversation between them. She didn't know what Mrs. He said when she was dying, but was there a sentence for her?

"She said," Xiao Jue paused, then spoke slowly, "Because of Yan Yanxi of He Jue, you can't take it with you..."

"She loves you and wants you to live well."

He Yan's forbearance wailed suddenly in the room.

I don't know how long it took, the room became quiet, He Yan wiped the tears from her face, and her voice barely calmed down: "Xiao Jue, the emperor inspected He Xu's second family, where is my sister He Xinying?"

"She has nothing to do with this, if..."

"I will explain this to the emperor, don't worry." Xiao Jue was silent for a while, then stretched out his arms to hug her, and whispered, "He Yan, I will always be with you."

...

in the palace.

In the Palace of Concubine Lan, the Fourth Prince was staring at the burning candle in a daze.

"Did you come to me just to be in a daze?" Concubine Lan Gui's words brought back Guang Shuo's thoughts.

Guang Shuo regained his senses and said, "Mother, I'm just thinking about what happened on the Tianxing Platform today."

Today's incident shook the dynasty, and the entire Great Wei was shocked.

"Who would have thought that General Feihong turned out to be a woman?" Guang Shuo was still in disbelief when he talked about this. "So women can also fight and be generals."

"You, don't underestimate women." Lan Guifei smiled and held up the tea cup in front of her, her voice was calm, "You men are fighting on the battlefield, and women are fighting in the back house, no one is more sad than the other. Women in the world, What a man can do, a woman can do too. It’s just that there are too few people willing to be the first bird. Guangshuo, you have to remember that if you underestimate women, you will suffer a lot in the future.”

Guang Shuo said respectfully: "I remember it, Erchen." After a pause, he sighed again: "But the second Miss He, the Feihong general, was conspired to death by her family in the end. The He family is too ruthless, even All my daughters can do it."

Concubine Lan Gui smiled noncommittally: "Isn't it not, the time has not come, isn't it time for the He family to reap the consequences?"

"That's right," Guang Shuo heard the words, nodded and said, "Right now, the royal father is confiscating the Hexu family. The evidence is conclusive. Right."

Lan Guifei looked at him and smiled without saying a word.

"Mother, what do you think this minister is doing?"

"What do you think about Xu Xiang?" Lan Guifei asked.

Guang Shuo was startled.

"Now the relationship between Xiao Huaijin and Xu Xiang has been completely torn apart. Since Xiao Huaijin sent Xu Xiang back to the prison, he will not let this opportunity go. I think he should have other evidence in his hands."

"My son thinks so too." Guang Shuo replied, "It's just..."

"Just what?"

"I am afraid that the royal father will not be cruel to Xu Xiang."

"Your father, the emperor, is a person who is nostalgic." Concubine Lan looked into the distance, "When the emperor first ascended the throne, it was Xu Xiang who assisted him in securing that position, and he naturally had a share of the monarch and ministers that no one else had for Xu Xiang. Well. However, your royal father is already old."

Guang Shuo looked at the woman in front of him.

"An old emperor will make plans for the future. No matter how outrageous your father is, he will not hope that the kingdom of the Great Wei will be destroyed in his hands. Whether it is for the crown prince or the future heir, the emperor will definitely punish him. Xu Xiang. Guangshuo, since you want to fight, you must fight for Xiao Huaijin."

"Talking about people's methods is like using soldiers. Attacking the heart is the highest priority. Xiao Huaijin is trying to redress his father's grievances. If you add the icing on the cake at this time, it will be like giving charcoal in the snow."

Guang Shuo was silent for a while, and said, "Mother concubine, my son understands."

"You are as kind as your father," Concubine Lan looked at him gently, "I know you don't like to manipulate people's hearts, but Guangshuo, if you want to be an emperor, you must learn to manage ministers. This is not bad. You are born in the palace, and you want to choose your own destiny, so it must be like this. There is no such thing as the best of both worlds in the world. Look at your father, he has been unrestrained all his life, and now, isn’t he bound?”

Guang Shuo did not speak.

The candle oil dripped down the desk like red tears. The hall was quiet, only the woman's sleeves were fragrant, and there was a layer of empty and cold air.

...

Xiao Jue entered the palace in the middle of the night.

When the inner servant announced that he had entered the imperial study, Emperor Wen Xuan had not yet rested, and all the memorial files on the table were scattered randomly, and he had no intention to read them.

He is not a diligent monarch. Maybe he tried this in the first two years of his enthronement, but he gave up after that. In the world, there are kings who make great efforts to govern, and there are also kings who are mediocre and mediocre. Emperor Wen Xuan felt that there was nothing wrong with being a mediocre emperor all his life. All he wanted to do was to live a normal life like this. When the time came, he would pass the throne to his own son, and that would be fine.

He has indeed lived like this for most of his life, and sometimes Emperor Wen Xuan himself thinks it is quite beautiful. He is not like his father, who is busy all day long, and is not like the Taishanghuang and the others, who are in charge of expeditions everywhere. He lived easier than them all and lived longer than them all.

Isn't the Great Wei also good, as long as he is good at employing people, military generals guard the country, and civil officials manage the affairs of the court, it is also a peaceful and prosperous age. To this day, all the truths he thought were overturned. Emperor Wen Xuan was sitting here and suddenly realized that he had really failed to be an emperor all these years.

He is not a talent of an emperor. If he was not born in the royal family, he would rather be an idle prince, the son of an ordinary official, or even the son of a wealthy businessman. All right. Instead of sitting in this position like now, every action is related to the life and death of tens of millions of people. If he does not do well, someone will scold him behind his back. If he does well, others think that this is what he should.

An emperor longing for freedom is a royal taboo. He hid his thoughts in the depths, but it turned out that everyone could see it.

Xiao Jue came in.

Emperor Wen Xuan looked at the young man in front of him.

He still remembered that when Xiao Zhongwu brought Xiao Jue to him for the first time, Xiao Jue was only a teenager, and he was so beautiful that he was so handsome that he compared the royal children, with a proud expression and a little careless rambling. Quite different from his gentle and polite older brother. At that time, Emperor Wenxuan thought that Xiao Zhongwu, a warrior, actually had two sons with outstanding appearance, which was really enviable.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Jue has grown so big in a blink of an eye. The youth of the young man has all faded away, looking at his eyes, calm, respectful, and somewhat cool.

He suddenly thought of Xiao Zhongwu.

"Actually, looking at it now, you and your father actually still have some similarities." Emperor Wen Xuan said.

He always thought that Xiao Jue looked like Mrs. Xiao with bright eyebrows, but in fact his sharpness and calmness came from his father.

"Your Majesty, do you still remember Wei Chen's father?" Xiao Jue said calmly.

Emperor Wenxuan was startled.

He thought that after a long time, his memory would be a little fuzzy, but when he remembered it, Xiao Zhongwu's appearance was so clear. The tall man who always wore a golden armor and a sword, was different from the civil servants who were in Chinese crepe. He was like the northwest wind, bitter and wanton, with a magnanimous heart, which made all those who yearn for freedom envied.

Emperor Wenxuan was also envious.

But in the end, Xiao Zhongwu died, and the Xiao family almost collapsed. If it wasn't for the young man in front of him who went to Guocheng with three thousand soldiers and horses, perhaps there would be no Xiao family in today's Dawei.

He looked at Xiao Jue: "You hated me back then?"

"Wei Chen dare not."

Emperor Wenxuan laughed softly, he didn't dare, that's what happened. In the world, only the person in front of him has the courage to say this in front of him, but he doesn't feel angry. Perhaps it was because, for many years, no one dared to speak the truth in front of him.

"Your Majesty," Xiao Jue said, "Weichen implore your Majesty to spare He Xinying, the wife of the Hanlin scholar Xu Zhiheng."

"He Xinying?"

"Second Miss He, the real Feihong general at the time, is the direct sister of a compatriot." Xiao Jue said, "After Miss He was conspiring to drown in the pond, the He family married Miss He Xinying, the sister of Second Miss He, to be Xu Zhiheng. He looked at Emperor Wen Xuan, "Mrs. He is dead, Grandma Xu is the only relative of General Feihong still in the world. Besides, I have already inquired, Grandma Xu has exchanged views between General Feihong and He Rufei. I don't know anything about identity."

"Your Majesty Rende, for the sake of the dead General Feihong, please treat He Xinying leniently and save her life."

"General Feihong..." Emperor Wen Xuan muttered.

Everything in Tianxingtai today is because of General Feihong. However, he did not expect that the Feihong whom he personally sealed was a woman.

At that time, when He Rufei took off his mask and revealed a handsome face, Emperor Wen Xuan was still suspicious of whether he had a birthmark on his face and his ugly appearance was fake. Now it seems that since then, the He family has started a scam to deceive the world.

If Miss He Er was still alive, Emperor Wen Xuan might have cured her crimes, after all, she was also involved in deceiving the emperor. But Second Miss He died, and she died so tragically. People died like a lamp, and no one remembered all the bad things in front of her. When looking at a dead person, people are always tolerant and feel that there is nothing wrong with her. .

"Forget it, let her live." Emperor Wenxuan sighed, "After all, General Feihong also really fought for the Great Wei and pacified the Western Qiang Rebellion."

"Chen on behalf of General Feihong, thank your Majesty for the grace."

Emperor Wenxuan looked at Xiao Jue, but smiled instead, "I heard that you and General Feihong were classmates, and you ran for her like this. It seems that you are also nostalgic. If General Feihong knows about it, you should be relieved."

Xiao Jue didn't say anything, and Emperor Wenxuan waved, "Go down."

When the young man saluted and turned to leave, Emperor Wen Xuan stopped him again.

The emperor's voice contained deep exhaustion, "For so many years, I have treated Xu Xiang favorably, so why is Xu Xiang still rebellious?"

The waiter lowered his head and dared not speak.

After a while, the young talent said lightly, "If you love him too much, you will be arrogant, and if you are too kind, you will become resentful. Perhaps, His Majesty has treated him too favorably."