Because in the current shot of Xiao Wangshu, clouds and mist have been cleared from Gu Xiaopang's chaotic dark sea of ​​consciousness just now. As a golden light spreads in, the scene of this shot has been lit up again.

This time, the scene changed so hazy. Looking at these scenes, not only Gu Zheng, a person outside the book, but also Gu Baimeng, a person inside the book.

The two passers-by were like seeing the scenery that did not belong to them, and at the same time, how could they interpret their lives when they were looking at a person who had some relationship with them.

This is an ancient wing room. A young woman with a head wrapped around her forehead was looking at the doll in her arms full of kindness, humming an unknown song, coaxing this soft little guy to sleep for a while.

This woman, Gu Zheng, recognized it at a glance, and it was Huang Xing'er.

Now she has long since she has lost her youthfulness and has long become a mature and charming woman.

And with this warm interaction between the big and the small, the fat baby yawned and fell into a sweet dream again.

It was not until this time that the maid standing outside the door dared to walk into the house lightly, serve the hostess on the bed, stood up gently, tidied up her makeup, and walked to the soft-cold beside her to take stock of the housework.

Because the child is still young, even the master and servant who are still a distance away from implantation, their voices are still low.

When the hostess finished her little work, the personal maid next to her dared to report some miscellaneous things in the mansion to her.

"Miss Huang, the people from Miss Li's family have sent someone here again."

"Hmm? But my original master? You just say that everyone knows what I am from and there is no need to avoid it."

The maid beside him leaned over and continued to report: "They said that there were wars everywhere this New Year. The husband of Li Qingzhao, the first wife of Li Mingzi, went weak, and the person he looked for later was not capable."

"It's because I can't even pay back the taxes from the court. If you want to borrow some money from Mrs. Huang, you can pay for it for a while."

When Huang Xing'er heard this, she pondered for a while and asked again: "How much money has the wife of the Li family borrowed from us?"

The maid opposite did not hesitate and directly reported a value: "There is about two hundred taels of cash. Do you want to borrow it?"

Huang Xing'er smiled bitterly when she heard this, shook her head and said, "The money in our family is not blown by the strong wind. My husband has been together for many years. He feels at ease to hand over the house and sends the money back home regularly."

"But we don't know what kind of business he is doing, and when the hurdle in his heart will pass."

"In addition, this lady Li is addicted to gambling and has long lost the clear backbone of Li Qingzhao back then. She gave her this money to respond to emergency responses, and how many of them were used as a gamble for anesthetic thoughts. We don't know."

"You go and give them two stalemates of money. It's enough for no more or less to live. Let them spend money on the heroine in their family."

"Yes!" The maid received the order and was about to step down, but she saw the heroine she had been serving. She didn't know what she thought of, but her face was full of bitterness.

She said something more as if she was worried about Huang Xing'er: "My wife has just given birth to a young man for half a year, and the official left the front line."

"It was because he didn't even care about the huge family business. He only saw the suffering of the people of the Jin people. How could he know the most difficult thing is the wife who gave birth to children for him?"

Hearing the complaints of his close maid, Huang Xing'er just smiled helplessly, waved her hand to the maid and signaled her to do the serious business quickly, and said to herself as if she was talking to herself: "How can you know the pain in the hearts of officials?"

"This hurdle is not necessarily something that even my son and I can let him walk through."

The maid who withdrew did not understand the truth. Perhaps only when she fell into deep thought in the room and on the confrontation between the Song and Jin armies, she leaned under the bushes and drank wine in big mouthfuls, could she understand the grudges and revenge.

At this time, the scene that Gu Zheng and the fat man saw changed again, and the whole scene was transferred from the back of the warm and peaceful home of the Song Kingdom to a bleak battlefield where the two armies confronted each other.

At this time, the battlefield was no longer just attached to the inland of the Central Plains, the original battlefield where the Song Dynasty was beaten and fled in a panic.

At this time, the battlefield had reached the outermost periphery of Taiyuan Prefecture, and outside Yanmen Pass, the Sixteen Prefectures of Yanyun, which several generations of monarchs of the Song Kingdom were eager for.

Those people who are the same blood of the Han people and have no foreign characteristics are looking forward to the arrival of the Song army outside Yanmen Pass.

But how could the country established by the Jin Kingdom, a nation on the back of a fierce horse, give up this vast land like this?

As a result, the two countries formed a short and lasting battle on this land.

But now, it has nothing to do with Gu Zheng at this time, because his face was full of unshaven beard and his hair had not been combed or washed. He leaned against a crooked pine and cypress tree, and poured the unique spirits of Taiyuan Mansion into his mouth.

In front of him was a lonely grave. Because the new grave was not long ago, only the unknown little red flower swayed in the wind on the edge of the grave, adding a touch of color to this depressing scene.

Gu Zheng took a big sip of wine, looked at the red flower's yellow stamens, and when he was about to reach out to pull it down, he stopped his hand.

Because his hand that was originally pulling the bow and holding the knife was now covered with unkempt black mud. Seeing this, Gu Zheng shook his hand back awkwardly, afraid that it would disturb the people in the tomb. He rubbed his hand around the same unclean robe.

He smiled at the grave in embarrassment, and said as if explaining something: "Sun Erniang, I know you are the one who loves clean the most."

"You must like these gorgeous flowers, just like you, they are so red."

"Isn't it okay if I don't pick it?"

"I just hope you can give me a response, why, I'm so drunk but still can't sleep?"

"If you can sleep, can you hear the last words you said to me in your dream?"

"You said, why are you so stupid? You just want to save someone like me who seems loyal and courageous, but is actually ruthless and unrighteous!?"

Speaking of this, this man who was surrounded by thousands of troops and was still indifferent, started to cry in pain with his head in his arms.

"A person like me seeks justice in the world, for the sake of the righteousness in my heart! But when I do such a thing, I also have my own selfish intentions!"

"You didn't see that I already have a wife and children. Even if I, Gu Zheng, die for my ideal, I, will have my own way of retreat."

"This is my selfishness!"

"But what are you trying to do? What are you trying to do! It's just for the sake of being like me, and for the sake of not getting it, I'm willing to even lose my life!"

"Why can't you have some selfishness for yourself? I'm not as good as you think!"

Speaking of this, Gu Zheng covered his head and knelt in front of the small grave. In front of the grave, he saw that it was a rough wooden sign carved by a rough man, and the name of the tomb owner was engraved crookedly.

‘Sun Erniang’s Tomb’

His head seemed to be unable to stop, and he was lying desperately in front of this tablet.

While slapped his head, he said, "Did you see it? Ernie?"

"You are too anxious. In fact, when I appeared on this battlefield again, it was not because you were entangled with me in Jiangnan every day."

"I am thinking, when I fulfill my ideal in my heart, I will tell you at the first place where you and I met, that I am actually very greedy, and my heart is divided into countless pieces."

"And one of them is constantly saying this, and I am happy to you."

"Yes," as soon as he said this, Gu Zheng seemed to have taken off all his strength, collapsed in front of the tombstone like a dead dog. Big tears formed a stream that could not stop, and outlined two winding muddy gullies on the yellow soil.

"Yes, my Gu Zheng is very happy with Sun Erniang. Since you said you were big and Xing'er was young, my heart was trembling."

"At that time, I was secretly thinking, how could I be so unrestrained? As a hero, how could I be so scared by such a witch?"

"You are so vicious, you are not a good person!"

"But your pursuit and your pursuit are too strong."

"I keep hypnotizing myself, but I keep being attracted by your back in red."

"Until the end, I responded to your request and came to the battlefield where I needed me."

"I always think, I will stretch it again. I like to see you pout around me, and I like to stomp your feet in anger."

"Because it is so vivid and so passionate, a warm love and need that I have never felt."

"I was greedy and I didn't say this!"

"And did this say by the benefactor of another world, God took your life?"

"But I only regret it, because of the hypocritical and narrow sense, I dare not accept your affection!"

‘Bang bang!’

Gu Zheng's hammer rushed into the ground with a long and endless desolation in his heart.

He was sobbing that he could not say a complete sentence, but he still wanted to ask him a puzzled question: "Did you see the arrow shooting towards my back?"

"Then why are you silly jumping up? Isn't it better to just die if I'm so arrogant to you?"

"Do you know you can't ask for anything? That's why you plan to use your life to make me remember your kindness?"

"Then you should be more vicious, let me die! Why don't you save a bastard like me? I'm just a bastard! Bastard! Bastard!!! Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

Every time I said something more, Gu Zheng's palm hammered a pit of despair and grief on the ground, as if he was self-harm and could not stop.

In the end, blood was dripping, mixed with the soil, like sad blood and tears, extremely sad.
Chapter completed!