Winter passes and spring comes, and another year comes.

The warm spring breeze blows across the entire land of China from south to north.

The ice and snow in winter are gradually melting, new green is gradually appearing on the withered branches, and even the animals that have been sleeping all winter are gradually waking up from their sweet dreams.

Between heaven and earth, the vitality of life is renewed.

On this sunny and beautiful spring day, Zhao Yi, the Marquis of Wei's wife, dressed in a brocade robe, was standing next to the spacious school grounds in the palace of the State of Wei.

Feeling the breeze blowing across her cheeks, a slight smile appeared on Zhao Yi's face. Her eyes were fixed on the two figures, one large and one small, not far away.

Following Zhao Yi's line of sight, he saw that Wei Hou Wei Feng was holding a bow in his left hand and an arrow in his right hand, making a posture with the bow full of arrows ready to shoot.

Looking straight at the target dozens of steps ahead, Wei Feng had already locked onto his target at this moment, with a faint cold light flashing on the sharp arrow clusters.

His heavy breathing gradually became calmer, a ray of light suddenly flashed in his eyes, and the next moment there was a sound of vibrating bow strings from the strong bow in his hand.

After a few breaths, the dull sound of a sharp blade striking wood resounded above the school grounds, and the feathered arrow landed straight in the center of the target.

Just as Wei Feng let out a breath of turbid air in his chest, a burst of childish cheers suddenly came to his ears.

"color!"

"Father is mighty!"

Wei Feng looked in the direction of the sound, and saw Wei Shen's face next to him full of excitement.

With such an expression, it was as if he had shot the arrow just now.

Wei Feng looked at Wei Shen's face full of excitement and excitement, but the corners of his mouth slightly curved.

What father doesn’t want to see his children cheer for his actions and be proud of himself?

The smile on his face only lasted for a moment, and Wei Feng then shouted to Wei Shen with some seriousness: "Shen'er..."

When Wei Feng's voice sounded in his ears, the excitement on Wei Shen's face disappeared in an instant, and was replaced by a solemn look.

Holding the bow and arrow in his hand tightly, which was slightly smaller than usual, and looking at the much closer target in front of him, Wei Shen had a look of determination on his face.

Amidst a slight sound, Wei Shen's hands used all their strength to pull the bowstring.

Wei Shen imitated Wei Feng's movements, gently relaxed his tense heartstrings, and raised the strong bow in his hand a few points.

Wei Shen's right hand quickly released the bowstring, and the arrow flew directly towards the target not far away, driven by the huge force generated by the bowstring.

At this moment, Wei Shen felt that everything between heaven and earth seemed to have stopped, and the only thing still moving was the arrow that was flying forward.

When the feather arrow crossed the distance between him and the target, and finally penetrated deeply into the target in his field of vision, Wei Shen's heart really felt like it was about to burst out of his chest.

"I hit it."

Huge joy immediately occupied Wei Shen's heart, and he immediately trotted up to Wei Feng, loudly announcing his results to his father.

Seeing the excitement on the young face in front of him, Wei Feng smiled again, "Well done."

After receiving affirmation from Wei Feng, the smile on Wei Shen's face became brighter and brighter. The next moment, he was seen running towards Zhao Yi, who had been watching everything silently beside the school field.

"Mother, I..."

It seemed that he was too excited. Wei Shen, who was running, didn't even notice the small hole under his feet. He fell down before he could finish his cheering words.

Seeing Wei Shen lying on the ground, Zhao Yi, who was originally smiling, immediately felt worried and hurriedly stepped forward to help him up.

However, Wei Shen didn't seem to be interrupted by this sudden accident. He turned around and looked at his father who had already approached him, and then at his mother in front of him.

With his face still full of joy, Wei Shen loudly announced again: "Mother, I hit it, I hit it."

Seeing Wei Shen's appearance, Zhao Yi gently lifted him up with joy and helplessness in his heart, and gently touched his little head.

"Okay, okay, my Shen'er is shot."

Feeling the gentle touch from his head, Wei Shen received the affirmation from his father and mother, and a satisfied smile appeared on his face at this moment.

Wei Feng looked at Wei Shen and shook his head gently. Then his eyes connected with Zhao Yi across from him, and the smiles on their faces became brighter.

What a harmonious scene of a family.

…

However, this harmonious atmosphere did not last long, as a burst of footsteps appeared beside the three of them.

"Your Majesty, Sima asks for an audience."

Upon hearing the report from the palace servant, Wei Shen, who was standing between Wei Feng and Zhao Yi, immediately showed a bit of displeasure on his face.

Wei Feng originally promised to accompany him well, but he didn't expect that this companionship would be interrupted again before it lasted long.

Seeing Wei Shen's disappointment, Zhao Yi, who is both a mother and a wife, comforted her son's emotions with her hands and looked at her husband.

From the day Wei Feng became the Marquis of Wei, Zhao Yi understood that the man in front of him was not only his husband, nor the father of his son, but also a monarch who wanted to take charge of the power of a country.

She may not be able to make suggestions for him, but she can silently protect him from behind, allowing him to handle state affairs without any worries.

"Your Majesty is busy with government affairs, so I took Shen'er to retreat first."

Listening to Zhao Yi's words and looking at that beautiful smiling face, Wei Feng suddenly felt moved in his heart.

"That's good, I've got you, Madam."

When he saw Zhao Yi leading Wei Shen and slowly disappearing from his sight, the tenderness in Wei Feng's eyes slowly disappeared, replaced by a solemn look on his face.

"Please come over, Sima."

"Here."

After bowing, the palace man left quickly, and soon the figure of Sima Gong Sun Qi appeared in front of Wei Feng.

"My lord, Sun Qi, pays homage to your Majesty."

"Sima, there's no need to be polite, get up quickly." He stepped forward and helped Gongsun Qi up. Wei Feng asked with some confusion, "I wonder why Sima came to the palace today?"

When Gongsun Qi heard Wei Feng's inquiry, he immediately took out a silk book from his arms and presented it to Wei Feng.

"Your Majesty, please take a look. This is a silk letter sent back by the garrison in Hexi."

Taking the silk book from Gongsun Qi's hand and slowly unfolding it, Wei Feng's eyes slowly moved between the seal characters.

After a long time, Wei Feng gently put down the silk book in his hand, and a solemn look suddenly flashed in his eyes.

"According to the silk book, the Qin army has been mobilizing frequently on the border these days." Looking at Gongsun Qi in front of him, Wei Feng said in a deep voice: "Sima, Qin has been coveting Hexi for a long time, and a big war may be around the corner.

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"Exactly." After agreeing with Wei Feng's judgment, Gongsun Qi slowly said with some reminder: "Your Majesty, we, the Wei State, should have taken measures early."
Chapter completed!