Broken wings

Ouyang Qian heard the wind from somewhere, and he was blocked by him on the way out of the camp, so he looked around vigilantly.

"I heard about my mother's business, and I hurried back, Xiao Qi, is she okay?"

Qi Xiujin shook his head gloomily: "It's not good." Then he looked at him sharply, "You spy on me?"

"Yes. Ouyang Qian generously admitted, stepped forward, and said urgently, "Xiao Qi, my mother's condition has just been discovered, and if you treat it in time, there is still a possibility of cure." "

Qi Xiu's eyes lit up: "You, do you have a way?".

"I know a doctor who is very skilled in treating paralysis and can ask her to go to her mother's treatment. "

Qi Xiu lowered her

head and pondered for a while, but her mind was like a mess, Ouyang Qian stepped forward and grabbed her shoulders: "Xiao Qi, my mother's condition can't be delayed any longer, instead of letting you blindly go to the doctor, it's better for me to arrange it, your monthly salary is so much, it's not enough for your mother to drink a meal of medicine in a busy day, and there are no doctors with good medical skills in Yuzhou, don't you want your mother to recover as soon as possible? Even if it really can't be completely cured, at least it can make her suffer a lot less, she is at this age, and her body can't withstand such a toss." "

Qi Xiujin knew that there was no free lunch in the world, and he was willing to help him, it must be conditional, and she guessed that he just wanted to make himself a member of his harem.

"Condition?".

"Come back to me. "

Really.

"I don't

need your help, and I don't want to have anything to do with you anymore, don't come to me again. "

Ouyang Qian grabbed her arm: "Where are you in a hurry?"

Qi Xiu

said abruptly: "I heard that the marshal's father and mother are probably not good, the marshal rushed back to hope to see the two old people for the last time, I went home with the marshal a few years ago, the two old people are very good, they ......" Qi Xiu swallowed a mouthful of sour breath that came up, and there was a ripple in his eyes, "The marshal he ......

".

"What?" Ouyang Qian had just come back from Jiuzhuzhou, and he hadn't heard of it yet, so his heart shook at the moment, and he said in a low voice, "I'll go with you, the marshal has made contributions to the Yuan country, and he has worked hard for many years, if his parents ...... I'm going to pay homage. "

Qi Xiu warned him: "This time I went to the marshal's house, it was for the affairs of my uncle and aunt, the marshal is the most affectionate, I went this time to accompany him, no matter what I say or do, you don't interfere, don't talk too much." At this juncture, don't say another word that annoys him, don't mention the bad things between us, otherwise I won't be able to spare you. "

Ouyang Qian frowned: "Do you still want to explain this? I'm not a person who doesn't know what to do, regardless of the occasion, and makes a fuss." Let's go, Chiyun is faster than your horse. "

When I arrived at Bizhoucheng's house, five and a half days had passed, and I had been jolting on the horse for a few days, and my thighs were so numb that I didn't feel it.

Qi Xiu saw the white cloth hanging at the door from a distance, the people who went in and out to worship, some people

wiped their tears and went in, some people came out with lamentation, the old people with empty eyes, the children who played in ignorance and ignorance, the guests who were sent to us, noisy, but Qi Xiu Hajj seemed to have tinnitus, and nothing could be heard. Thinking of the gentle and kind old man, his eyes suddenly became hot, and he walked over strongly, and the little guy who greeted the guest at the door asked, "Are you?"

Qi Xiu's throat was hoarse for a moment, he opened his mouth but didn't make a sound, and continued to clear his throat, and said, "I am, the marshal's subordinate, and I want to go to pay homage to my uncle and aunt." "

Walking into the house, the flowers and plants that used to be vibrant, now seem to have withered a little, Qi Xiu looked at the grapevines in the corridor, the sun shone down from the leaves, mottled on people, suddenly there was an urge to cry, she felt the once fresh life, disappeared in an instant.

Walking to the lobby, she saw him, and many familiar faces, Zhong Xiao, Qing Lian, Gu Qiong, Lin Cong, Xue Ang, and Bi Zhoucheng's cronies, all kneeling beside or behind him. He listened numbly to the advice of those people, but there was not even a tear on his face, he looked a little cold-blooded, and he didn't seem to react at all. Qi Xiu's tears almost burst out of his eyes, and he ran over a few steps, but stopped in the lobby and saluted his deceased father and mother, and Ouyang Qian accompanied her to offer incense.

They were about to get up and salute, Ouyang Qian hurriedly stretched out his hand and said, "At this time, please don't be formal." Then they fell to their knees again.

Bi Nansong and the others saw her coming and touched him: "Xiaozhou, His Royal Highness King Qian and Hugh are here." "

Bi Zhoucheng didn't respond, continued to burn paper money in the basin, Qi Xiu bowed his head at them, walked to him and knelt down, touched his back with his palm, and his lips kept trembling: "Marshal ......".

Bi Zhoucheng has been immersed in burning paper, Bi Nansong said with a thick nasal voice: "Xiao Zhou has been like this for a long time, I am afraid that he has not accepted the fact that his father and mother have left, he is in a trance, and he refuses to sleep, so he burns paper money day and night." "

Ouyang Qian squatted on the opposite side of Bizhou: "Marshal, the festival mourns and changes." Bi Zhoucheng didn't react, Zhong Xiao said in a low voice, "Whoever talks to him now, he doesn't react." "

Ouyang Qian walked behind them and stood, Bi Nansong wanted to move a chair for him, Ouyang Qian stopped him: "Please let Ziyi do his best." "

Qi Xiu pilgrimage with him burned paper, for him to return the gift, Yuan Zhen rushed to worship, when others wanted to kneel down to greet, Yuan Zhen signaled not to publicity, exempted everyone from the number of courtesies, respectfully performed the salute on the incense, the people in the mourning hall stood up and arched their hands and said: "The last general, the grass people have seen the emperor." "

"No courtesy. Yuan Zhen squatted in front of Bi Zhoucheng, looked at this marshal who was a few years younger than himself, and unconsciously put one piece of paper after another into the basin, his hand was on Bi Zhoucheng's shoulder, and his eyes were blood-red, "Marshal, the festival mourns and changes." "

Bizhou Cheng glanced up in confusion, as if he didn't recognize the person in front of him at all, lowered his eyes and continued to burn paper. Bi Nansong bowed and said: "Your Majesty, Xiaozhou is too sad, if there is any rudeness, please ask the emperor Haihan." "

Yuan Zhen nodded to indicate that it was okay, turned his head to look at the coffin, on the way he heard about the cause of death of Mrs. Bi, and looked at the people around him who were mourning, remembering the scene of his father's death when he was young, and felt empathy for a while, only to feel heavy in his heart.

"Father-in-law. Ouyang Qian walked up to Yuan Zhen, Yuan Zhen looked at Bizhou Cheng lost his soul, he had known him for so many years, it was the first time he had seen him like this, presumably it was his father and mother who gave him too much blow.

"The marshal's father and mother are all righteous people. Yuan Zhen looked at the two coffins sadly, "I am grateful to the marshal for decades for the country and the people, I have done my best, I admire the spirit of the two elders, and I am specially posthumously awarded the title of Mrs. Bi, Mrs. Bi is the lady of Zhengyipin, and she is buried with the highest etiquette of the royal family." "

Bi Nansong and the others kowtowed and thanked him: "Thank you for the emperor's grace." "

Yuan Zhen had never seen Bi Zhoucheng like this, his heart ached, he hugged Bi Zhoucheng's shoulders and suppressed the trembling of his voice: "Marshal, please mourn and take care of your body." "

At noon, Zhong Xiao and the others called Qi Xiu to come together, but Qi Xiu refused to do so: "You go and eat, I want to accompany him." "

Zhong Xiao pulled her: "Xiaozhou has been like this for a long time, and now in this situation, everyone's taking care of themselves is the most important thing, let's go eat." "

Qi Xiu shook his head: "I want to accompany him." "

They sighed and went out to eat, Bi Nansong walked up to them with his youngest son Bi Nanying, Bi Nanying pulled Bi Zhoucheng's clothes: "Uncle, go to eat, Nan Nan is hungry~".

Bi Zhoucheng looked to the side in a trance, and it took a long time to react: "The child is hungry, you take him to eat." "

Bi Nansong handed the child to him: "Nan Nan wants you to feed it." "

Bizhou Chengmu took the child, "Hey, feed what?".

Bi Nansong looked at his younger brother's appearance and felt more uncomfortable than a knife cut, he gently hugged Bi Zhoucheng, choked and said: "Brother, my father and mother are gone, my brother is still here, my brother will guard you for my father, you get better quickly." "

Yu Ying and Bi Tong Si

stood outside the door, and Bi Tong Si said sadly: "Mother, I don't want to make Uncle so sad." "

Yu Ying touched his head: "Then go and call your uncle to dinner." "

"Good. "

Bi Tong Si strode up to them, and first called, "Sister Qi." Then patted Bi Nan Song on the back, Bi Nan Song let go of his hand, and Bi Tong Si pulled Bi Zhoucheng's sleeve, "Uncle, Nan Nan is hungry, let's go eat together." "

Bizhou Cheng reacted for a moment before saying, "Oh, okay." "

Bi Nansong walked behind Qi Xiu and said, "Xiu Ji, you are hungry all the way here, go eat something." "

Qi Xiujin looked at Bi Zhoucheng's somewhat shaky back worriedly: "How many days has the marshal been like this?".

Bi Nansong trembled and gasped: "It's been six days." "

"He, did he catch up with his uncle and aunt for the last time?"

Bi Nansong shook his head painfully, tears sliding down his cheeks: "He arrived the day after his father and mother died, and he didn't have time to say a word, ......

."

Qi Xiu looked at the back of the child staggering with tears in his eyes, once so majestic and straight, but now he is rickety.

"He, with regrets, has been running around for 30 years, and what he is most afraid of is that he can't come back in time if something happens to his family. Xiaozhou's former general, Gonglin, suddenly attacked a few days ago, and his mother was caught by him and wanted to take Xilin, who knew that Xilin would definitely use her to threaten Xiaozhou, she didn't want Xiaozhou to be embarrassed, and hanged herself. Before she left, she talked to him for a long time, and she couldn't rest assured, saying that she didn't know if Xiaozhou could come back this year, she missed her son, and her father was afraid that her mother would be bullied underneath, and when she saw her mother's body, she also went with her. "

Qi Xiu held back his tears,

but it was useless, and the bean-sized tears slid down his face and comforted his back.

"Later, for some reason, Gong Lin suddenly went berserk and looked in great pain, so he calmed down for a long time and knelt in front of our house until Xiao Zhou rushed back to ......."