Rebirth of Glory and Splendour - Chapter 52

After two years of careful preparation, Dayan made all preparations for an attack on Fuyu.

Before the army set off, Wei Su repeatedly discussed with Wei Zhao and others about the specific matters of the expedition. Sometimes it was too late, and Wei Zhao would stay in the palace directly. Wei Chongrong went to the palace to study every day, and when he saw Wei Zhao staying in Yongfu Palace, he naturally wouldn’t go back to the palace, so he stayed with him.

When Wei Zhao was at the Dongcheng Camp, they could still see each other two or three times a month. When the army sets off, even if the battle goes well, Wei Zhao will not be able to return for three to five months. He can’t help but cherish the short time together.

On this day, Wei Chongrong got out of class and was about to do his homework when he returned to Yongfu Palace when he heard light footsteps approaching him. He pretended not to hear, picked up the ink stick and began to polish the ink, his movements were gentle and moderate, and his expression was neither impatient nor impatient.

The man walked behind Wei Chongrong and saw that he still hadn’t found himself, he couldn’t help laughing proudly and shouted, “Rongrong!” If it wasn’t for his height, he would definitely stretch out his hands and cover Wei Chongrong’s eyes. It’s a pity that he is too short to be able to reach on his toes, so he has to give up.

Wei Chongrong sighed helplessly, put down the ink stick, turned around and said: “Uncle Sixth Emperor, why are you here?”

Wei Chongrong doesn’t bother Wei Hao, the child is smart and cute, lively and generous, and everyone likes it, and he is no exception. There was only one point, Wei Hao insisted on his elder status very much in front of him, and never let him perfunctory.

Wei Hao’s seniority was there, Wei Chongrong didn’t mind calling him uncle, but his ranking made him a little nervous. Wei Hao is a bad prince. He has to be the sixth prince. That was Wei Yang’s ranking in his previous life. He was a little uncomfortable when he called him.

Wei Hao opened his big round eyes and said innocently, “Rongrong, I’m here to play with you.”

Wei Chongrong pointed to the pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, showing a helpless expression: “Uncle Sixth Emperor, I have a lot of homework to write. If I can’t finish it, Mr. will be angry and I don’t have time to play with you.”

Wei Hao’s smile immediately collapsed, and he muttered, “No one wants to play with me, and Rongrong doesn’t want to play with me either.”

In normal times, Wei Chongrong would definitely take care of Wei Hao, but not now, Wei Zhao will go to Fuyu in a few days, he has to do his homework while he and Wei Su are discussing matters, so that when Wei Zhao returns, father and son The two had time to talk and say goodbye.

Seeing Wei Hao’s small face wrinkled and displeased written all over his face, Wei Chongrong asked, “Uncle Sixth Emperor, why don’t you play with Uncle Seventh Emperor?” The prince’s sons are not too young, but the Seventh Prince Wei Yang was only three days away from Wei Hao, and the two brothers could just play together.

Wei Hao jumped up and down, chasing after his own shadow to play, and said while bouncing: “Seventh brother is too squeamish. He cries every now and then. He’s like a girl. It’s not fun at all. I don’t want to play with him.”

Wei Chongrong was helpless and sighed again. He didn’t know how Zhao Ji in his previous life raised his son, but in this life, he really opened his eyes. A good little prince who is even more squeamish than the little princess, I really don’t know what she thinks.

Wei Chongrong once thought that when he saw Wei Yang again, he would gnash his teeth and strangle him. Unexpectedly, seeing that child with the same name and completely different personality, his heart was a complete mess, and there was no ripple in his heart.

Wei Chongrong thinks he can’t take revenge on a child who doesn’t understand anything, but it is obviously impossible for him to get close to Wei Yang. The only choice Wei Chongrong can make is to keep a distance from each other, never take the initiative to provoke Wei Yang, and just be at peace with each other.

He thought that no matter how the world develops, it is impossible for him and Wei Yang to repeat the experience of the previous life. People are no longer that person, no matter how much he clings to the hatred in the past, it is meaningless. It is better to let him go and walk the road in the future.

Seeing that Wei Chongrong had been silent, Wei Hao suddenly asked, “Rongrong, what about the little monkey, why doesn’t he come to the palace to play with me?”

Wei Chongrong blinked and asked deliberately, “Didn’t you say that the little monkey is fierce? Wouldn’t it suit your wishes if he didn’t enter the palace?”

Wei Hao put his head on his hands, shook it and said, “The little monkey is very fierce, but he is more fun than his brother!”

When it comes to Wei Hao and Junhua’s “grievance”, it has to be traced back to the Longevity Festival last year. With a gentle temperament that does not like to join in the fun, unless it is the emperor’s decree, he himself is unwilling to enter the palace, let alone bring his son. But the emperor had met Junhua twice and always liked him very much. When he called Junqing into the palace, he would specially instruct him to remember to bring Junhua with him.

The forty-eight years of Yongjia’s war did not happen, Junqing and Ji Xin are still alive, Junhua has parents who love him, and his personality is quite different from the withdrawn and suspicious personality of his previous life.

Although there is no explicit regulation, according to the long-standing custom, married men are not allowed to serve as officials. Therefore, the direct sons of noble families rarely get married, and even if they enter the palace as queens, they are not as attractive as entering the court as officials.

Including the posthumous title, there have been three male queens in the history of Dayan, namely Gu Ting, the queen of Emperor Gaozong, Xiao Yu, the queen of Emperor Xuanzong, and Xie Yi, the queen of Emperor Xianzong. The three male queens have one thing in common, that is, they are all descendants, without exception.

Although Junqing has an indifferent temperament and has no intention of official career, he is the son of Junlin, and he also inherited the title of Marquis of Zhaoyang. If he rashly gets married, even if that person is the King of Changning, I am afraid that many people will not accept it, especially the current emperor. .

Junqing and Ji Xin are not officially married, they usually live separately, but Ji Xin loves to run to Zhaoyang Hou’s mansion when she has time. Junhua’s surname is Jun, and it is naturally recorded under the name of Junqing.

The son who was born after ten months of pregnancy must be loved by the gentleman, but it is unrealistic to expect him to spoil his son in every possible way with his temperament. On the other hand, Ji Xin, who stayed in Xicheng Camp all the year round, had less chance to see Junhua. Every time he met, he was full of guilt and compensation. He would give whatever his son wanted without hesitation. In addition, Wei Chongrong, who is even better than him, used Junhua’s character to be domineering and willful, and no one could control it.

Junhua rarely enters the palace, and he is not familiar with the people in the palace. The ones he has seen the most are Wei Zhao and Wei Chongrong.

Wei Su called Jun Qing and Wei Zhao to speak, but Jun Hua couldn’t understand, so he looked around. Suddenly, when he saw Wei Chongrong, he habitually rushed towards him. But when he got closer, he found that there was a child who looked a little younger than him beside him.

Wei Chongrong was very kind to that child, just like he always did to himself. Jun Hua was a little unhappy, he frowned, stepped forward without hesitation, pushed Wei Hao down, then took Wei Chongrong’s hand and pulled him towards him.

If it was Weiyang, I was afraid that he would burst into tears on the spot, causing everyone to feel restless. Wei Hao didn’t cry, but looked straight at Jun Hua and asked curiously, “Who are you? Why haven’t I seen you before?”

Jun Hua took Wei Chongrong’s hand and raised it as if to swear sovereignty, watching Wei Hao not speak.

Wei Chongrong was afraid that the two little ancestors would fight, and it would not be entirely his responsibility, so he hurriedly led Jun Hua over, pulled Wei Hao who was sitting on the ground, and said to him with a smile, “His name is Jun. Hua, you can just call him Little Monkey.”

Wei Hao was overjoyed and giggled: “Little monkey, you are a little monkey, it’s really interesting!”

Wei Chongrong turned around and said to Jun Hua, “Little monkey, this is the sixth prince. You can just call him His Royal Highness.” Even though Wei Hao is one year younger than Jun Hua, he is of a higher rank. It is Junhua’s grandfather.

Finding that Wei Chongrong did not introduce his name, Wei Hao hurriedly added: “Little monkey, my name is Wei Hao.” Wei Chongrong was speechless, knowing that his name was Wei Hao, who would dare to call him by his first name? , dare not.

Unexpectedly, Junhua looked confused, raised his head and asked, “He calls me Little Monkey, can I call him Little Mouse?”

Wei Chongrong was speechless and looked up at the sky, when he saw Wei Hao wave his hand and said, “I’m not a little mouse, because there is a kitten in the palace.” Jun Hua thought ignorantly, mice are all afraid of cats, so he didn’t insist on the little mouse’s call Instead, he called His Highness Wei Hao.

Wei Chongrong couldn’t help laughing. He wanted to laugh but didn’t dare to laugh. He knew very well that the kitten Wei Hao was talking about was not a real cat, but Wei Mao.

Strange to say, Jun Hua didn’t like Wei Hao at first, and pushed him to the ground, but Wei Hao liked him very much and insisted on pestering him to play with. Junhua thought that if Wei Hao played with him, he would not be able to pester Wei Chongrong, so he readily agreed.

Although the reason is unknown, Wei Chongrong is the happiest when the two children can play together, and he no longer has to worry about them fighting. Back then, when the emperor favored Junhua, Wei Yang was jealous, and when he watched them beside him, he felt exhausted.

After that day, Wei Hao often asked about Junhua, but unfortunately Junqing didn’t love entering the palace, so Junhua couldn’t come. Wei Chongrong promised Wei Hao that when he went out of the palace to see Junhua, he would let him enter the palace to play with him. Wei Hao thought about it and agreed, and followed his wet nurse back to the palace obediently.

After sending the entangled little ancestor away, Wei Chongrong continued to do his homework, but unfortunately Wei Zhao came back before he was done.

When Wei Zhao saw Wei Chongrong, he hesitated for a moment. He pondered for a moment and said, “Rong’er, do you still remember Fuyu?”

Wei Chongrong nodded, naturally he remembered it, how could he forget where he had lived for more than ten years.

Wei Zhao paused and asked again, “Would you like to go back with Daddy to see?”

Wei Chongrong was stunned, and then said in surprise: “Dad, are you going to take me to the war?”

Wei Zhao laughed, shook his head and said, “Rong’er, if you want to go to the battlefield, you have to wait at least another five years.” Wei Chongrong was ashamed. On the battlefield, he really thinks too much.

Seeing that his son was silent, Wei Zhao continued: “Although I can’t go to the battlefield, I plan to take you with me.”

“Really?” Wei Chongrong almost jumped up with excitement, although he didn’t understand what he was getting excited about.

“Of course it’s true.” Wei Zhao said softly, his eyes flickering slightly.

Although Wei Chongrong looks very happy, he has a faint guilt in his heart. In the final analysis, he still had the intention of using his son, although his plan, when he spoke it out as Wei Chongrong, was the most useful.

Wei Chongrong didn’t look at Wei Zhao’s expression at all, he just thought that not only did he not have to be separated from his father, but it was great to be able to be together forever. After imagining his heroic appearance on the horse, he asked, “Dad, is there any armor that I can wear? Do you want me to customize a set first? I want the same as yours.” He had seen Wei Zhao’s armor, Red-clothed black armor, shocking as a heavenly man, looks particularly handsome, particularly imposing, no wonder Huo Qingyang has memorized it for so many years, and he has never forgotten it, and he still tells him about it from time to time.

After listening to his son’s words, Wei Zhao smiled, breaking his whims: “You don’t go to the battlefield, what do you want armor for?”

Wei Chongrong thought about it too, that thing was very heavy, and whoever had nothing to wear on his body suddenly stopped talking.

Even so, on the day the army set off, everyone was still stunned when they saw Wei Chongrong who was following Wei Zhao.

Ji Xin asked without hesitation: “His Royal Highness, this is going out to fight, not hunting in autumn. What are you doing with the little prince?” He also couldn’t bear his wife and son, but he never thought that he would kill them while marching to fight. Take it with you, not tossing around.

Wei Zhao didn’t go into details, but only said that he had his own arrangements in the future, and Ji Xin didn’t ask any more questions. Wei Chongrong’s bow, horse, riding and shooting, he has all seen it, and it may not be ready to kill the enemy, but it is no problem to set off with the army. Wei Zhao is one of Wei Chongrong’s sons, and he thinks it is more important than his own life on weekdays. He took him to Fuyu, and he must have another purpose. He will be arranged properly, and he will not bother.

In the past two years, the situation in both the East and West battalions has undergone some changes. General Dongcheng is still Wang Weichang of Ping County. He and Wei Zhao divide the labor and cooperate, one is in charge of military affairs and the other is in charge of logistics, and they are very happy with each other. The situation in the Xicheng camp is very delicate, Xiao Feng has completely become a background board, and the specific affairs are all up to Ji Xin and Lu Ming, and it is only a matter of time before he is officially replaced.

In this expedition, the Dayan army was divided into two routes. The west route was led by 20,000 elite cavalry led by Ji Xin and Luming. They went out from Yanmen and Yuyang respectively, and attacked Tiele separately, involving their forces and making them Couldn’t provide any help to Buyeo.

Wei Zhao led the main force northward, stationed in Baicheng, and attacked Fuyu. Huo Qingyang was soft and hard, and even took advantage of his familiarity with Fuyu’s terrain, and finally persuaded Wei Zhao to transfer him from Ji Xin.

Huo Qingyang would do this, Wei Zhao is not surprised, after all, the hatred between him and the people of Fuyu is inseparable. Huo Qingyang chose to join the army in the first place to avenge his family, and of course he was more willing to fight the Fuyu people than the Tiele people.

When they arrived in Baicheng, Wei Zhao threw Wei Chongrong into the mansion of Zhan Peng, the county governor, and ordered him not to leave the city at any time.

Wei Chongrong nodded and said sternly: “Dad, don’t worry, I won’t go anywhere, I will study in the mansion every day.” He is very self-aware, knowing that he will stay out of trouble is the greatest support for Wei Zhao.

Wei Zhao was still worried and warned, “Rong’er, I know you’ve always been very thoughtful, but the battlefield is no better than other places. That’s not something you can get involved in now. If something happens to you…”

“I know, you won’t live if something happens to me, right?” Before Wei Zhao finished speaking, Wei Chongrong continued, “Dad, at least you have some confidence in your son, I said no. If you run around, you really won’t, don’t say something.”

Wei Chongrong is nine years old this year. Because of his height and long legs, he is said to be eleven or twelve years old. It is estimated that some people believe it. Looking at his son who was almost as high as his shoulders, Wei Zhao smiled and said, “Okay, okay, don’t talk about it, Daddy believes you.”

After a moment of silence, Wei Zhao turned to leave, Wei Chongrong hurried forward, reached out to hug him, and said solemnly: “The sword has no eyes, Daddy must take care, if you are injured… hum!”

Wei Zhao smiled even deeper, raised his hand and patted Wei Chongrong’s shoulder before turning away.