Daijin, Prince Zhao's Mansion, Huating.

Hearing the shouting outside, Liang Ziwen was a little worried, as his big baby was in the house.

But after thinking about it carefully, I realized that the thief had been discovered, so he probably couldn't take away his precious snake. You must know that the precious snake had been fed for many years, and it was so strong that even a few people couldn't hold it.

How could someone in this world steal his big treasure without making any move!

Thinking of this, Liang Ziwen immediately calmed down.

Foolproof!

On the stage, Wanyan Honglie started to get down to business after exchanging pleasantries.

"You heroes, some of them were specially invited by me, and some of them are my son's friends, so I won't say anything to outsiders.

In fact, I invite you all here for a big event!"

After saying that, Wanyan Honglie smiled at Guo Jing.

He is young and honest. He may be a disciple of a hermit master, and he is willing to give me some face.

As long as he is a master, he respects him. For example, Qiu Chuji, the Quanzhen Sect is so powerful in Dajin, and it is actually inseparable from his support.

Guo Jing didn't know why he was laughing, but Brother Le said that if you don't know what to say, just sneer and people will figure it out.

"Hehe~"

Wanyan Honglie must have thought that he was so naive and didn't know much about the world.

"My lord, whatever you want us to do, just tell us. I, Sha Tongtian, don't say anything else, but I have a lot of strength!" Sha Tongtian said carelessly.

Wanyan Honglie smiled: "A few months ago, Xiao Wang accidentally saw the information about Yue Fei, the famous Southern Song Dynasty general, in the old files of the palace, including several poems he wrote before his death.

In order to make good friends with me, Qin Hui specially sent those poems to someone.

I have studied for a long time and finally figured it out. It turns out that these four crooked words need to be read every three characters in succession, first backward and then sequentially, repeatedly and coherently, and finally I can understand the meaning of the word."

"What do you mean?" Everyone was curious.

Even Guo Jing was concerned.

Grandpa Yue, he often heard mentioned by his masters, served the country with loyalty, and his father used to be Marshal Yue's soldier, so he had an inexplicable admiration for this man.

Wanyan Honglie felt quite proud when he saw everyone looking at him intently, obviously admiring his own wisdom.

"It turns out that before his death, Yue Fei knew that he had no hope of serving the country, so he left behind a military book in the hope that future generations would learn his military skills and destroy our country, Jingkang, to avoid the shame of Jingkang!"

It suddenly dawned on everyone that they were asked to dig graves and then attack the Song Dynasty.

Although many of them were from the Song Dynasty, they had no favorable impression of the Song Dynasty.

In a country where there are peasant uprisings all year round, if you think about it, you will know the virtues of those officials.

The most important thing is that they are not good people to begin with. As long as they have money and benefits, they can dig the graves of their own ancestors, not to mention digging other people's graves.

"Later, I continued to investigate and found out that Yue Fei died behind the Fengbo Pavilion that day and was buried at the nearby Zhong'an Bridge. Later, Song Xiaozong moved his body to the edge of the West Lake for a grand burial and built an ancestral temple.

But his clothes and belongings were placed in another place, in Lin'an."

"As for the specific location, I will send someone to inform the heroes after they arrive in Lin'an to prevent major leaks!"

Everyone was immediately dissatisfied. Didn't this mean they didn't trust them? The key was that it aroused their curiosity!

Suddenly, a sergeant rushed in from the door.

"My lord, what's wrong, two thieves just came and stole a lot of things!"

Wanyan Honglie was immediately dissatisfied. How much could two people take away?

"What was stolen?"

The sergeant shook his head, even looking horrified.

"I don't know, I just know that one person is carrying a bamboo basket on his chest and two large sacks on the back. They are packed tightly. I don't know if the other one is a person, but I only see two sacks flying on the roof.

We chased him for a while but couldn't find him."

Big sack?

Wanyan Honglie suddenly panicked. It couldn't be his wife, right? Thinking of this, he felt anxious and ran straight to the backyard without caring about everyone in the hall.

Liang Ziweng in the hall was also following behind with a pale face. Could the bamboo basket be the one he used to pretend to be a snake?

…

Backyard, wooden house.

Mu Yi and Princess Bao Xiruo were confiding in each other.

Eighteen years ago, Jin soldiers suddenly surrounded Niujia Village. Yang Tiexin fought with the officers and soldiers and was seriously injured. Finally, he snatched a cavalryman's horse, ran for several miles on the horse's back, and fainted in the grass.

He was rescued by a family in Hetang Village the next day. Fortunately, the family treated him wholeheartedly and finally raised him for half a month.

Returning to Niujia Village, everything has changed and the buildings have become empty.

A few days later, he returned to the farmhouse in Hetang Village. A plague was prevalent there. Six members of the farmhouse's family of seven died of the disease within a few days, leaving only a newborn baby girl.

Yang Tiexin had no choice but to accept the baby girl as his adopted daughter and took her to inquire about the whereabouts of Guo Xiaotian's wife and his own wife.

He did not dare to use Yang Tiexin's name anymore, so he split the word "Yang", changed "Mu" to "Mu", and changed his name to Mu Yi.

After more than ten years of running around, wandering around the world, the adopted daughter Mu Nianci has grown up and is as beautiful as a flower.

Yang Tiexin expected that his wife might have died in the rebellion, but he hoped that God would be wise and that his adopted brother Guo Xiaotian would have an heir, so he asked his adopted daughter to show her face, put up a banner of "fighting to recruit a bride", made a pair of short iron halberds, and inserted them

Beside the flag, I really hope to meet Guo Jing and get married.

Bao Xiruo also explained that she rescued a person in the village, and then the Jin soldiers invaded, and she happened to be rescued by that person, who was Wanyan Honglie.

For the sake of the child in her belly, she had been living in this palace. Wanyan Honglie promised her to send his men to inquire about Yang Tiexin.

Over the years, Wanyan Honglie had shown great respect for her, Qiu had done nothing wrong, and she even regarded her son Yang Kang as his own son.

Bao Xiruo saw that her son was doing well and there was no news about her husband, so she gave up the idea of ​​going out.

The two of them were husband and wife, and they already knew each other well. As they chatted, they ended up in bed before they knew it, and then they communicated to the end.

"Cherish the weak, cherish the weak, are you okay!" Someone suddenly shouted outside the house.

Yang Tiexin, who was working hard, was startled and trembled. After a moment, he stood up, looked around, picked up his clothes and shoes and hid under the bed.

Bao Xiruo got up in a panic and put down her skirt.

"Cherish your weakness!" Wanyan Honglie rushed in. When he saw that his sweetheart was still there, he breathed a sigh of relief.

Xi was so weak that he saved him and even gave him medicine and food himself, which was like a beam of light shining into his heart.

In his heart, this woman is his perfect and pure dream.

In order to win her heart over the years, he has done almost everything he can. Not only has no woman entered the house, he has even included Yang Kang, a son of a Song Dynasty, into the family tree and named him a young prince.

"Your Majesty!" Bao Xiruo squatted slightly and bowed.

Wanyan Honglie nervously held Bao Xiruo's little hand: "There are assassins outside, and I'm so worried about you. Why don't you move into the palace, where there are many guards and masters, so it's very safe."

Bao Xiruo took his hand away directly: "Your Majesty, I am a married woman, please respect yourself."

Wanyan Honglie felt lost. For more than 20 years, he had only had few opportunities to touch her. When would he be able to kiss her?

Is this woman's heart really hardened? What should I do to impress her?

Looking carefully at the face of the woman in front of me, she was almost forty years old, but she still had the same picturesque features as before.

"Huh?" Wanyan Honglie asked suddenly: "Xiruo, why is your face so red?"

Looking at the furnishings in the house, as well as hoes and other farm tools, Wanyan Honglie felt heartbroken.

"I've said it many times. It doesn't cost much to raise one or two idlers in the palace. Why do you still plow the land yourself? It will tire your body out."

Bao Xiruo sat down, lowered his head and said nothing. At this moment, his legs were so weak that he could not stand up.

Wanyan Honglie was surprised, and his confidence suddenly increased. This was the first time that he showed his weakness as a little daughter in front of him.

Is there a chance next time?

"Xi Ruo, you...you are doing well here. I think something happened to the guests in the house, so I'll go take a look."

"Your Majesty, it's important for you to handle your own affairs."

"Um!"

Wanyan Honglie nodded heavily, feeling full of motivation in his life and career. He turned around, opened the door, and wrinkled his nose, as if he smelled something strange.

Then he shook his head and didn't care.

In recent years, in order to give Xi Rui something to do, my son often brought back injured animals, so there was often some strange medicinal smell in the house.

After thinking about it, the man strode away.

Bao Xiruo also breathed a sigh of relief, and then his face turned red. He quickly took out his handkerchief and wiped away the water that flowed to his thighs. This must have been the teapot water that accidentally spilled on his body.

Yang Tiexin crawled out from under the bed, in a good mood, with a smile on his face. If it wasn't for the wrong occasion, he almost laughed out loud.

"Xi Ruo, come with me!"
To be continued...