Chapter 166: Laozi son

The battle report from the border will soon be known to all people in Shaoliang City.
Then definitely soon, there will be several different emotions in the city of Young Liang, but when these emotions are combined, they will definitely be more joyful than together. After all, this battle with Chen Guo could not be said to be active from the beginning. , Had it not been for Beiyan County that had not been broken, I am afraid the entire Great Zhou would not be like this.
Such a news, even ordinary people in the city know that it will be a turning point, even if the surrounding army does nothing, it will definitely not be in a more critical situation than it is now.
Maybe many people really care about Xie Ying's life and death at the back of the battle report. But most of the people feel a little bit about the generals who died in the war. If they are really sad to eat, sleep and eat, also Unrealistic.
Even if that person is the treasure tree of the Xie family, the younger generation most valued by the Xie family in Yanshi City, is the well-deserved protagonist in this battle report.
Maybe some of them are in tears, it must be the little ladies in Shaoliang City who have been longing for Xie Ying.
But they all know that the Xie Lang will not come back again.
At twilight, there was some sunshine in Shaoliang City on the last day before the winter solstice, which made people feel a touch of warmth in the cold autumn day.
The important court officials in Shaoliang City received this news before the people of Shaoliang City, and then they made a strange scene. There were chatting officials who could not talk in the court on weekdays and invited them in twos at their respective residences. I was so drunk, and in the end, I was crying bitterly, shouting to the sky what God blessed the Great Zhou, saying that it was God's will in the dark, the Great Zhou will not die, and the country will last forever.
On the contrary, the real important ministers who have been in the court for a long time have the right to speak, and they are unexpectedly calm. Since the Liubu Shangshu Mansion received the news, there has been no news.
Even the house of the master ruler was quiet and terrible.
The attitude of the court officials and the people in the city should not be the same.
This weird situation continued for more than ten days, until the important officials of the temple got second news.
That Xie Lao Jijiu who has lived in Yanshi for many years, Xie Chenjun, the head of the Xie clan, will go to Beijing in these two days.
The fame is still not low among the ruling party and the public. He chose to come to Shaoliang City at this time. No matter who it is, there is some worry. The last sentence in the battle report said that Xie Ying didn’t know his life and death. The reason why wine came to Shaoliang City.
The Xie family's expectations for their children Xie Ying are really not low at all. Compared with the late-blooming Xie Lao Jijiu, Xie Ying became famous at a young age and set the tone for a long time. If there is no accident, Lao Jijiu will pass away. At that time, Xie Ying was able to take over the banner of the Xie family and become the new generation of the Patriarch of the Xie family, but now, this high hope child is dead.
If Xie Lao Jijiu doesn't stand up and say something, I am afraid it is really abnormal.
Therefore, after the news of Xie Lao Jijiu's trip to Beijing came out, the important officials of the temple looked at two places.
One is the palace.
The other one is the ruler's house.
In the entire Shaoliang City, only these two people were able to speak. How could the rest of the people say more in front of Old Jijiu?
It's just that these two places are still terribly quiet.
But Xie Lao Jijiu had already walked a long way, only eighty miles away from Shaoliang City.
There is still eighty li from this Shaoliang City, and there is a small town. At this afternoon, a carriage slowly drove into this place.
The groom who drove only had one arm, and there was a hip flask around his waist. There was still no problem in driving with his left hand.
The carriage is luxurious, and people will know it is a rich family.
Around this carriage, there are a dozen servants on horseback.
Among them are both young and old.
The county magistrate of the small town had long been informed that he knew that the old Jijiu was going to pass by here. He was thinking about the identity of the old Jijiu and he would definitely not enter the town, so he just sent someone to watch the town. Seeing the Xie family's vehicle leave, Lao Jijiu suddenly changed his mind and entered the town. He was caught off guard, and he was more fortunate.
Who is the old Jijiu? After retiring from officialdom, who can be lucky enough to meet?
less!
After the carriage entered the town, it didn't stop, and the horseman drove it to a restaurant in the town.
Under the intentional or unintentional arrangement of the county magistrate of the small town, it was clear that in the carriage was the carriage of Xie Lao Jiu stopped by the street.
A white-haired Xie Chenjun stepped out of the carriage, supported by the one-armed groom, and came to the restaurant.
Xie Chenjun looked at this restaurant and squinted his eyes.
The magistrate on the side swallowed his saliva. He was very afraid that the old man would frown. If that happened, it would not be the worst result. I was afraid that the old man would say a few reprimands. For him, time was like a bolt from the blue, and thinking about climbing in officialdom in the future is not a simple matter.
This is still the old man who has faded out of the temple for many years. If he was still in the court, he was afraid that someone would strip him of his official uniform and throw him out of the county office.
The Xie family in Yanshi City was a well-deserved name in the Great Zhou Dynasty.
Fortunately, in the end Xie Chenjun didn't talk nonsense, but slowly stepped into the restaurant and found an unremarkable seat to sit down. With so many Xie family rebels outside, only the horseman was able to enter the restaurant with the old Jijiu. .
Even the county magistrate can only wait outside the restaurant, which makes the people in the small town stunned. This boy, where is such a big man?
After sitting down, the groom with only one hand left poured a cup of tea for Xie Chenjun.
Xie Chenjun put his palm on the teacup, looked at the one-armed groom, and slowly asked: "Ying'er went to Huaiyang City from the army privately, why didn't you stop him?"
The groom's expression remained unchanged, "I can't stop him. If you have this thought, no one can stop him."
Xie Chenjun looked slightly cold, "Are you unable to stop or are you unwilling to stop?"
The groom looked weird and didn't rush to speak.
Xie Chenjun frowned and said: "You have to know that Ying'er is the next Patriarch I picked. If there is no accident, he will be the head of the Xie family. By then, the Xie family will go from the river to the temple completely, or as always, I believe Ying'er will make good decisions, so I don't worry about Xie's future at all, but now that Ying'er is dead, you still watch him go and die!"
The groom's face remained unchanged, "Brother, Ying'er is my son, and I cherish him more than his brother."
Xie Chenjun said sharply: "Xie Wuyi, you still didn't stop him!"
Xie Wuyi, who was originally a great master of the rivers and lakes, sighed, did not say anything, just untied the hip flask at his waist and drank a few sulky sips.
Drinking in front of Xie Chenjun, this is the first time for this great master who is addicted to alcohol.
Xie Chenjun squinted his eyes and said: "I don't have many days to live, and all the things that should be explained afterwards have been explained clearly. There are other things that are not something that bad old man should worry about, but you have to live with me. Do these things happen before I close my eyes, so I'm really confused?"
Xie Chenjun's words were full of mockery.
Xie Wuyi, who is thirty years younger than Xie Chenjun, still said, "Ying'er is my son. I love him more than my elder brother."
Xie Chenjun looked at Xie Wuyi with disgust in his eyes. He presided over the Xie family for decades. He did not know how many storms he had experienced. He believed that the intrigue of the ancestors no longer existed in his generation. The two in the long room, he is the eldest brother, and the second brother Xie Wuyi is 30 years younger than him. The two are really brothers and friends. Under Xie Chenjun’s arrangement, among the next generation, Xie Ying Outstanding talent has long been the best choice for the Patriarch. After he was gone, Xie Ying took the seat for granted.
By then, as long as Zhou Guo was still there, Xie's family would be better than it is now, but there was one thing he didn't count.
Xie Wuyi's temperament.
He originally thought that his young brother's temperament was as he wished, not to fight or grab, and that the one who sat in the position of the head of the house was either someone else or his eldest son. Why not?
But when it came, he still lost a move.
Xie Chenjun, who has played many wonderful hands all his life, has not paid attention to Xie Wuyi, who has never made a move. In fact, it is normal, but this insider suddenly kills Xie Chenjun with one move.
Xie Chenjun was still surprised.
Apart from the accident, it is distressed.
The emperor’s family is ruthless, everyone knows it, but there is not much difference between the family and the family. The disputes between the elders and the children and the concubines are everywhere. Just take Xie Chenjun sitting outside the Patriarch for so many years. He dealt with how many alien Xie's children, but no matter what, this old Jijiu never doubted his brother once.
Xie Wuyi, the great master who is famous in the world, has never said much in the temple.
The reason why he did not think of it was just because he thanked Chen Jun for choosing the Patriarch Xie Ying.
Where is this Xie Ying?
It's the son of this one.
It is said that tiger poison does not eat seeds, why are you so hard-hearted?
The old man was very distressed.
The old man tremblingly retracted his hand covering the teacup. It was cold, the tea was cold, and the old guy's heart was cold.
Today, the old man actually admires his younger brother a little, but he can't tell how long he waited. Even the last shot was so perfect.
Even Xie Chenjun couldn't find too many mistakes.
The only thing is the human heart.
If someone else goes to that Huaiyang City, you Xie Wuyi will be indifferent, you can probably say you have to do it.
The person who can go is not someone else, or your biological son.
You don't even bother to stop it.
Not enough to explain?
Xie Wuyi, who had drunk half a pot of wine, suddenly opened his mouth and said, "Brother, you should know that Ying'er is my son."
Xie Chenjun's eyes were gloomy.
Yes, since it is a son, where is the reason to sit on Lao Tzu's head?