He rushed to the gate and looked up, and sure enough, he saw a lonely, thin young boy hanging at the entrance.
The distance was quite far, and it was a cold, rainy and dark night, but Wei Jing had excellent eyesight and could vaguely see the outline of the young man.
I haven't seen him for several years. He has changed a lot, but his facial features are still there. It is Fu Pei.
From above, Prince An shouted angrily, "Did you see clearly?"
He must have seen it clearly. This Fu Pei might be able to serve as a talisman, so he immediately ordered his men to put it away.
The thin boy drifting in the wind has disappeared, and it is impossible to tell where the strange rock is on the dark mountain. Where is the shadow of the tree? The only sound echoing in the night was Prince An's unbridled laughter.
"Pingcheng is a thousand miles away from Liling. I heard that Shao is pregnant. I wonder if she can withstand the bumpy journey?"
Wei Jing's eyes were bloodshot: "Wei Ping! You deserve to die!!"
…
Wei Jing really wanted to cut Prince An into pieces immediately.
It's not that he couldn't guess what Prince An meant by this move.
But as his wife's safety was at stake, he was extremely anxious and could not afford to waste any time, so he jumped on his horse immediately.
"All generals, listen up. Follow the plan tomorrow to encircle us. Don't make any mistakes!"
"Destroy the remaining troops of Prince An, immediately capture Lingcheng and Quyangbei, and take over all of Quyang County! Boyan, all subsequent matters will be in your hands. If there are any changes, you can act at your discretion!"
After he got on the horse and received a series of orders, Wei Jing pulled the reins and whipped the horse, galloping back.
Prince An has been defeated so badly, the war situation is stable, and there is no doubt that we will win a great victory and take Quyang County. It doesn't really matter if he leaves for a while.
But in fact, even if there was no great victory, Wei Jing had no doubt about his actions.
The most important and unmissable person and thing in his life is only one. If she were lost, what would be the meaning of his existence in this world?
After revenge is complete, I will follow her.
I still remember that when they took Hanzhong County in the past, because Shao Qing was persuaded to agree to lure the enemy with himself, Wei Jing angrily said to his confidants that he would rather give up the opportunity to fight than let his wife be in any danger!
"She and revenge are equally important. Revenge can be sought at another opportunity, but if she is injured, there will be no chance for pursuit."
These words are still fresh in my mind, and they are indeed what Wei Jing is thinking. There was no need to abandon the fighter plane now, but he had never thought that his wife would really be in danger.
Meng family! Fu Yun!
The two names he chewed on turned into raging flames that burned his heart and lungs. He wanted to cut them into pieces!
But no matter how much anger and hatred there is, it cannot cover up the fear in my heart.
Yes, he was afraid. He was afraid that the Meng family would use their identities to cover up their tricks. He was even more afraid that Wang Jing and others would be negligent for a moment and fail to protect their master.
His wife is pregnant!
My heart tightened into a ball.
He didn't care about Meng's Fu Yun or Prince An Wei Xu. He just prayed that his wife was safe.
I hope that by the time Han Xi rushes back, those two vicious women won't have time to do anything!
There has never been a moment when I deeply realized my own powerlessness and that the only thing I can do is pray!
The cold wind brought icy raindrops that hit his face horizontally and dripped down his chin onto his front lapel. Wei Jing, who had taken off his heavy armor, was soaked all over, but he didn't feel the cold at all. He just urged his horse to gallop as fast as possible.
A-Qing, wait for me!
…
There was a storm on the front line, but it was calm in the rear.
Shao Qing's latest focus has also been on Empress Fu and her son and Fu Jun's water and land Taoist temple.
The beginning of November was Empress Fu's birthday. She only recently found out that the day after Empress Fu's birthday was Fu Jun's birthday.
The birthdays of these two siblings are right next to each other.
Meng wants to hold a water and land ceremony for Fu Jun.
It turns out that nowadays, a water and land Taoist ceremony is a standard for the deceased. As long as a family has some wealth, they will hold one to help their deceased relatives to be reborn.
Especially for those who died suddenly, the work will last for three years.
Shao Qing felt a little ashamed, as neither Empress Fu nor the Crown Prince's family had ever done this.
Wei Jing didn't believe in Buddhism, and neither did she. After all these great changes, although memorial services were held every year, neither of them thought of it.
Sun was a devout Buddhist and was surprised when he heard this: "How can we not do this?"
However, my daughter and son-in-law have had a hard time these years, and they are young children who have to take care of their own lives, so I can't blame them for not thinking about it.
She hurriedly said, "Just make it up quickly. I don't think the Queen and His Highness will blame us."
Well, let’s make up for it quickly.
Shao Qing didn't need to worry about these things. She called Kou Xuan and asked him to change the original memorial service to a water and land ceremony.
The time for secret memorial services is long gone. Ever since Wei Jing announced his identity, whether it was Empress Fu's birthday or the water and land rituals of Empress Fu and her son, it was a big event for the officials and aristocratic families in Yizhou.
Unless they have to stay at their post, everyone will be present, and many people will start fasting a few days in advance to show their mourning and piety.
Shao Qing blinked when she heard this, well, she wouldn't fast, but she could take a bath.
She touched her slightly bulging belly. Now was the time to have a balanced diet. She thought that if Empress Fu and the Crown Prince were still alive, they would not be surprised.
"If you eat more and sleep more, the Queen and His Highness will be happy."
While her son-in-law was away fighting, Sun would accompany her daughter until she went to bed every night before returning home. Shao Qing was lying on the bed. She pulled the quilt over him and covered him. She then ordered Nanny Ping to lighten the charcoal fire in the fumigation basket and move it closer.
"We're going to Jinquan Temple tomorrow, so you should go to bed early."
If there is no funeral, the rituals will of course be performed in the temple. This time the venue was chosen to be Jinquan Temple in the western suburbs of Pingcheng. Jinquan Temple is the largest temple in the area and is also a place frequented by Mr. Sun and Mr. Meng.
Sun was afraid that her daughter would be tired the next day, so she urged her to go to bed as soon as it got dark.
Shao Qing was helpless. She had to take a car all the way there, and after burning incense at the destination, she sat on a cushion. Apart from the fact that it was difficult to move, there was really no feeling of tiredness.
To be honest, she felt it was much easier than handling official duties.
Alas, it is hard to disobey Sun’s words, so just go to sleep.
Shao Qing did not have any adverse reactions after becoming pregnant. Instead, her sleep quality improved. She mumbled a few words, closed her eyes, and soon fell asleep.
Sun tucked in the quilt carefully and lowered the bed curtains. Finally, she told Chunxi, who was on guard all night, to be careful and then quietly left.
Passing by Liuyunju, the main room was pitch black. Mother and daughter Meng had gone to Jinquan Temple two days in advance to fast, bathe, chant scriptures and pray.
Sun decided not to go. She and Empress Fu Jun were not at that stage yet. Taking care of her daughter was more important.
Yawning, she went back to sleep.
…
That night, Jinquan Temple.
The mother and daughter of the Meng family, who had been kneeling devoutly for a whole day, stood up tremblingly with the help of their maid.
Meng asked the monk in charge of reception: "Where is Master Juezhen? Are all the matters for tomorrow's water and land ceremony ready?"
Master Juezhen, abbot of Jinquan Temple.
Performing a water and land ceremony for Empress Fu, Crown Prince Fu Jun and others is a top priority for Jinquan Temple. The entire temple is on high alert, and the abbot, Master Juezhen, has personally taken care of it and has been busy with preparations since then.
Mrs. Meng attached great importance to the funeral for her husband's death and asked about it every day. The monk in charge of reception was not surprised to hear the questions, but was a little embarrassed: "The abbot is meditating."
Master Juezhen sat in meditation every morning and evening for decades without fail.
Meng looked outside the palace and suddenly realized, "It's already night."
"Do the two masters Miaodu and Miaogu have time?"
Miaodu and Miaogu are monks that Meng is familiar with. He was received by the two since his first visit to Jinquan Temple. For this reason, the two monks, who had little experience, were also entrusted with formal tasks this time.
The monk in charge of reception hurriedly said, "The two brothers are in the main hall."
He wanted to call someone, but Meng said, "I'll go."
It was not late at night and there were still pilgrims in the hall. As Mrs. Meng never liked to be surrounded by people when she worshipped Buddha, after the mother and daughter entered the hall, the maids and servants who served in the hall waited outside the hall.
There were more than ten monks in a row who were interpreting the divination lots. Miaodu Miaogu was sitting in the last two seats. There were faint Buddhist chants and continuous voices. The solutions for each lot were not too far away. Meng raised her eyelids and made eye contact with the two monks. She chose to sit down opposite Miao Gu, the last one.
Putting their hands together and bowing to each other, Meng looked pious, but she said something completely different: "When can I see my son?"
A hint of anxiety flashed across her eyes. "Shao has been looking for me to ask questions for several days. I think the letter must have arrived in Quyang."
Wei Jing may have led his army to Dongluan Road. Regardless of whether Prince An's plan succeeds or not, she and her daughter may be discovered.
At the beginning, King An said that if this matter was accomplished, the mother and her two children would be reunited and they would no longer be imprisoned. Otherwise, kill Fu Pei immediately. Meng knew that she was courting disaster, but her son's life and hatred made her come without hesitation.
The task was completed, but an extra task was added. Meng was anxious to leave and reunite with her son.
No matter how free and comfortable the life is here, it is not as good as the mother and child being together even if it is hard and dangerous.
Miao Gu had a simple and honest face, and a gentle expression, but he uttered cold words: "It will be done soon, and we can leave together tomorrow."
Miao Gu Miao Du originally came to Jinquan Temple half a year ago. He had a certificate of ordination and was a formal monk. He was originally a stay-at-home monk, but soon expressed his admiration for the exquisite Buddhist teachings in Jinquan Temple and hoped to stay for a long time.
This is also a very common thing, and the temple agreed.
Jinquan Temple is the Meng family's communication channel.
Hearing this, she became anxious: "But, but this is the best I can do. Can this be done?"
Shao Qing is pregnant, how could she go out easily? Meng racked her brains before coming up with an excuse that the other party could not refuse and had to give.
With the word "filial piety" weighing on his head, Shao Qing's reaction was indeed as expected.
But this excuse is really useless. For the ceremony of Empress Fu and the Crown Prince, Jinquan Temple and even the entire Pingcheng were on high alert. Jinquan Temple specifically refused visitors for seven days and held a special ceremony. The upper class of Pingcheng and even the numerous noble families of Yizhou were all present unless they were truly too busy with official business to attend.
The scene was so grand, and considering the personal guards around Shao Qing, there was no way she would be left alone. Kidnapping? Meng really couldn't think of where to start.
“It’s really not easy.”
The key point is that we don’t have many people on our side. There are only eleven or twelve of our own people who have entered and exited Jinquan Temple. Miao Gu raised his eyes suddenly: "We can only take the Shao family as hostages, and then use them to protect ourselves, leave Jinquan Temple, and return to Hanshou."
Very difficult.
And there is only one chance.
"When Shaw burns incense, you need to try to lure him forward."
Before the ceremony begins, relatives and distinguished guests will come forward to burn incense and pay homage. Shao Qing and the Meng mother and daughter will definitely be the first wave, and there will be no one else.
At times like this, the personal guards would definitely be waiting below.
This small distance and short period of time were the only times when Princess Qi was barely alone.
Miao Gu Miao Du fought to get a position close to the altar for chanting scriptures, and his success or failure depended on this one move.
"If this is accomplished, you can see your son." Otherwise, no one can say for sure.
Meng's heart trembled, and she nodded in agreement.
…
The next morning was the day of the Dharma Assembly.
It was time to get up at dawn. Shao Qing had been quite sleepy lately. As Sun called her repeatedly, she rubbed the quilt and struggled to open her eyes and sit up.
Her daughter was sleepy, and Sun felt distressed: "Alas, it's only for today, it won't be a problem if she gets up later tomorrow."
Although holding a ritual for Empress Fu and her son is a big event, the entire Pingcheng cannot be shut down because of it. The first day is a grand ceremony, and then you can just go there once a day.
Sun was afraid that she would be cold, so she quickly fetched some warm clothes and shook them out for her to put on: "Don't let my grandson get cold."
Shao Qing was helpless, and said while getting dressed: "I don't know whether it's a boy or a girl yet."
Sun was quick to scold: "Hey kid, if I say he is my grandson, then he is my grandson. Don't talk nonsense. Be careful that he gets angry."
Still angry?
Shao Qing couldn't explain why the sex of the fetus had already been determined, so it would make no difference no matter how he called it. Sun was also thinking about her, wanting her to give birth to an heir for Wei Jing as soon as possible, so she didn't want to refuse her care.
She could only respond vaguely a few times. Shao Qing touched her belly. Although it was not obvious at all, it was indeed slightly more bulging. Feeling the solid touch under her palm, she smiled slightly.
In fact, the couple did not care whether their first child was a boy or a girl. They did not plan to have just one anyway. Wei Jing seemed to be looking forward to a daughter more and had secretly mentioned it to her several times before going to the battle.
His smile deepened. The feeling of the fetus gradually growing in the mother's womb was really wonderful. Even though they had never met, Shao Qing had already poured infinite expectations and love into him.
I really hope next summer will come soon.
As usual, she talked a few words to the baby in her belly. It was getting late, and Shao Qing didn't dare to delay any longer. She hurriedly got dressed, had breakfast, and got on the car to set off.
There were many horse-drawn carriages heading to the western suburbs. When they saw Shao Qing and his party, they quickly stepped aside to give way. Shao Qing didn't even lift the curtain to signal everyone one by one because there were too many people.
The car was heading towards Jinquan Temple. It was Shao Qing's first time here. She lifted the car curtain slightly and saw a row of golden tiles and red walls on the top of the hill. There was warm sunshine today, and the morning light cast a brilliant color. The sound of bells was magnificent and heavy.
Shao Qing raised his eyebrows slightly. It was indeed the largest temple in Pingcheng.
Jinquan Temple covers a vast area, with a bluestone staircase leading directly from the bottom of the hill to the Main Hall. She looked at it and found it was not tall and she was not heavy enough to need a sedan chair.
Gradually approaching, until arriving at the foot of the mountain gate, Wang Jing waved his hand, and the carriage, which was surrounded by his personal guards, stopped. Kou Xuanzhuang Yan and others behind got off the car first and caught up.
Shao Qing was wearing a green satin cloak. She was not cold. She looked up and went up the stairs with Sun.
Hundreds of royal guards followed closely behind, and it was not until they reached the main hall where the ceremony was held that the royal guards tacitly separated into several teams, guarding the courtyard and the inside and outside of the main hall, with a guard post every three steps and a sentry every five steps. Wang Jing personally led twenty good fighters and surrounded Shao Qing closely.
The upper class of Pingcheng and the noble families of Yizhou had all arrived, and followed Shao Qing forward one step behind. Although there were many people, it was very quiet.
The hall had already been arranged. The altar and the sacrificial table are filled with various ritual instruments and offerings; the eternal lamps and sandalwood incense have been lit, with orange lights and green smoke curling up; and hundreds of monks in robes are sitting quietly on cushions, chanting scriptures accompanied by the sound of wooden fish.
Fu Yun of the Meng family was also there, wearing a gray linen robe and chanting scriptures. She opened her eyes and stood up when she heard the noise.
After exchanging a few words of greeting with the host, Shao Qing looked at the mother and daughter of the Meng family and smiled, "How is Aunt Wu Niang?"
Mrs. Meng bowed and said, "Thank you for your concern, everything is fine."
There was nothing unusual about her attitude. She was polite and respectful, neither too far nor too close, just like usual.
This occasion was not suitable for gossip, and Shao Qing and Meng were not that close. She smiled and looked at Fu Yun.
Fu Yun didn't respond at all. Shao Qing was slightly stunned when he saw her.
Fu Yun was staring behind her, in a daze, not even paying attention to the question she asked.
Behind her were the ministers and generals of Pingcheng and the noble families of Yizhou, a large black mass. Shao Qing turned around and followed Fu Yun's gaze.
It turned out to be Fan Tian.
Fan Tian has been transporting food and fodder back and forth between the front lines for more than a month. He just arrived in Pingcheng last night. Not many people know the news, including Fu Yun who is in Jinquan Temple.
He also craned his neck to look over here.
Fu Yun met his gaze, but suddenly shrank back and lowered her head.
"Wu Niang, Wu Niang, the Queen is asking you a question. Are you tired from reciting the scriptures yesterday?" Meng turned around with a concerned look on her face, and while holding her daughter's arm, she pinched it hard.
Can I be absent-minded at this time? Do you still want your brother to live? !
Fu Yun felt pain and quickly calmed down. She lowered her eyes and bowed to Shao Qing: "Thank you for your concern, Madam. I am rude, please forgive me."
"What crime have you committed? Get up quickly."
Shao Qing still had a smile on her face, but she actually felt a little strange.
It is true that kneeling and chanting scriptures all day long is tiring for people with weak bodies. But she didn't think Fu Yun looked overworked, but rather a little absent-minded.
This is a bit inappropriate. This is a memorial service for her father and family. Fu Jun and others died tragically. She should be sad, right?
In addition, why was Fu Yun so surprised when she saw Fan Tian?
Shao Qing felt that Fu Yun's mental state was not right, but she was not familiar with Fu Yun, and she didn't know how she got along with her father and brother in the past, so although it was a little strange, she couldn't delve into it further.
But because of this slight strangeness, she paid more attention to Fu Yun afterwards.
Before the ceremony officially begins, relatives and guests burn incense and offer sacrifices. Shao Qing and Meng Fu Yun are relatives, and the three of them are the first group. Taking the three incense sticks handed over by the monk, she and the Meng mother and daughter went up two steps and headed towards the altar three meters away.
At this moment, neither Sun nor Wang Jing and other personal guards could accompany them forward, and everyone stayed in front of the steps.
When going up the stairs, Shao Qing looked at Fu Yun again, but saw the latter's eyelashes twitching and she quickly glanced to the left side of the altar.
Hundreds of monks were sitting on the left and right sides of the altar. They all had their eyes slightly closed and were chanting scriptures with their hands clasped together.
What Fu Yun saw was a young monk with a simple and honest face. This monk looked no different from his companions.
Shao Qing took a quick look and felt a little puzzled.
Well, Fu Yun’s behavior today was really strange. She looked normal on the surface, but upon closer inspection, she was like a fully stretched bow, stretched taut. Shao Qing also noticed that she squeezed the incense so tightly that even her knuckles turned slightly white.
Shao Qing's heart skipped a beat, and for some reason, his heartbeat quickened slightly.
Her eyes never left Fu Yun. She saw Fu Yun look at the monk and then quickly glance at her mother beside her.
Shao Qing just happened to see her gaze from this direction.
nervous.
What are you nervous about?
"Your Majesty, please go first." At this time, Meng stepped aside and asked Shao Qing to walk in the middle.
Shao Qing is currently standing on the far left of the three people. Although she is a junior, she is Wei Jing's wife, so it is normal for her to walk in the middle. Meng's action is also very normal.
For some reason, Shao Qing suddenly felt a strange feeling when he looked at Meng's respectful face.
The fine wrinkles on Meng's eyes and cheeks suddenly spread out like a spider web, as if trying to catch the prey in front of her.
Meng's face and Fu Yun's nervous eyes came into view at the same time. As he passed the two of them, the honest monk's eyes moved, as if he wanted to look over here.
In a flash, a strange intuition came to me, a dangerous intuition that had brought me to the brink of life and death several times.
Shao Qing suddenly threw the incense at Meng and shouted loudly: "Wang Jing!!"
At the same time, she quickly retreated towards the stairs.
However, at this moment, Meng in front of him suddenly raised her eyes, and a pair of turbid eyes suddenly emitted a fierce light. She stretched out her hand and grabbed Shao Qing fiercely.
“Who dares?!”
Wang Jing shouted in his ear, and the hall was in uproar with the sound of swords being drawn. Shao Qing seemed to hear Han Xi's roar from afar: "How dare you, bitch?!"
However, no matter whether it was Wang Jing and other personal guards or this suspected Han Xi, they were of no help to the nearby fire. Meng was too close to Shao Qing, only an arm's length apart. She gave a short, loud shout, and the other party pounced on her, with a pair of dry and skinny hands touching her sleeves.
At the critical moment, Shao Qing took a deep breath, tried his best to retreat back, and then rushed in the opposite direction.
Just this moment.
As long as she could avoid this moment, Wang Jing and other personal guards who were close by would be able to catch up.
She is safe.
Shao Qing gritted his teeth, put in all his strength, turned around and rushed forward.
Her body narrowly missed Meng's hands, and the other person's nails scraped against her clothes with a fierce "swish" sound.
Avoided!
Shao Qing breathed a sigh of relief.
Why can’t I relax completely? This was because there was a golden pillar in the direction where she turned around and rushed, and she was now running straight towards the golden pillar.
She is pregnant now!
In the past, Shao Qing would definitely protect her head and chest first, but now she chose to protect her belly without hesitation.
In a flash, she bent down in time and hugged her abdomen tightly with both hands.
With a dull "bang", Shao Qing's forehead, shoulders and arms hit the golden pillar heavily, but his abdomen was well protected.
Shao Qing felt dizzy and his vision went dark, and his body swayed. At this time, Wang Jing and his bodyguards rushed forward and protected her with knives. The royal guards and military generals rushed onto the altar like a tide, surrounded the eleven or twelve monks who had suddenly jumped up, and started fighting with them.
She is safe.
Shao Qing had no time to be happy, nor to check whether she was injured. She was busy carefully feeling the condition of the fetus in her belly.
No pain, no stuffiness, everything is normal.
Before Shao Qing could breathe a sigh of relief, she heard the sound of hurried running approaching. It was Han Xi's anxious voice: "Madam? Are you okay?"
"No."
Shao Qing suddenly remembered the information that Meng Fuyun had given her, and was startled: "How is my husband? Is the battle going well?"
She raised her head quickly, but suddenly she felt dizzy and had to raise her hand to hold on to the golden pillar.
The scenery in front of her was darkening, but she was thinking about Wei Jing, so she quickly looked at Han Xi.
Han Xi was sweating and exhausted. When he saw that his mistress was unharmed, he was delighted and reported: "My lord has seen through the evil plan of Prince An. Our side has won a great victory. Please rest assured, Madam!"
Shao Qing was overjoyed, his heart was completely at ease and he smiled.
Unfortunately, her current physical condition did not seem to improve because of the good news. In just a short while, her vision became increasingly dimmer and she could no longer see clearly.
The clinking sound of weapons and human voices seemed to fade away gradually. Shao Qing slowly leaned against the golden pillar and said, "I feel dizzy. I need to rest first."
She wanted to find a place to sit.
Shao Qing frowned slightly, his voice gradually became softer, and he didn't seem to be in a good state. Everyone's hearts were lifted up again in an instant. Sun hurriedly supported her daughter and said, "Let's go sit next door."
Sun had roughly understood what had happened. She felt regretful and anxious. However, this hall was not suitable for rest, so she hurriedly supported her daughter and walked out of the hall.
Han Xi, Wang Jing and the others all looked anxious, and crowded around to go out of the palace, repeatedly ordering people to bring the sedan chair.
Shao Qing was helped out of the hall, leaving the chaos behind.
The sun was rising, the sunlight was dazzling, but she felt that her vision was getting darker and darker. In a trance, she seemed to see Wei Jing.
The noise gradually faded away, and I opened my eyes hard, trying to see the hazy dark figure running up the bluestone stairs in the distance. Unsuccessful.
She murmured: "Husband..."
Shao Qing's eyes went dark and he completely lost consciousness.
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