Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 1 is all gone, and none of it can come back.

"Report! On August [-]th, [-] soldiers of the Dongling Kingdom were trapped in the Yinshan Mountains. They were all wiped out!"

It was late autumn in the tenth year of Yuanzhen.

Xiangguo Mansion, in the study.

The candlelight flickered on the table. Bai Mingwei looked at the eleven letters stained with blood in his hands, his hands trembling.

"Report! Bai Boyuan, the eldest son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, was killed in battle."

"Report! Bai Zhongyuan, the second son of the Prime Minister's Mansion, was killed in battle."

"Report! Bai Jiyuan, the youngest son of the Xiangfu, was killed in battle."

"Report! Sun Baijun, the Prime Minister's Mansion Chief, was killed in battle."

"Report! The prime minister's young grandson Bai Yu was killed in battle."

"..."

A total of eleven letters.

All the news is about the death of male members of the Bai family.

There are those from my father, my uncles, and my brothers.

Bai Mingwei clenched her fists tightly, and her nails dug deeply into her palms without realizing it. The huge grief hit her, and her tears couldn't stop falling.

"Mingwei, what did your grandfather teach you?"

A few minutes later, a hoarse voice sounded.

"grandfather……"

Bai Ming choked slightly, his throat was hoarse and weak due to extreme grief, and he couldn't even say a complete word.

A gaunt and thin figure was sitting on the Grand Master's chair, his hands hanging limply, but he was still calmly teaching his granddaughter.

"My Bai family has strong bones. Even if our bones are broken and our heads are broken, we will only bleed but not shed tears."

This sentence was once the pillar for Bai Mingwei to overcome countless difficulties.

But now, when she heard it, she felt so heavy.

Therefore, not only did the tears not stop, but they became more and more fierce.

Likewise, this sentence cannot comfort this aging old man at this time.

"Eleven letters..."

The old man stood up and held the table with weak hands. The rickety figure in the candlelight looked so helpless and sad.

"Didn't even one of them come back?"

"It's gone! Grandpa, it's all gone."

Bai Mingwei cried out in pain.

Gone!

Her father, three uncles, and seven brothers.

None of the men from the Bai family came back.When he said this, Bai Mingwei already regretted it.

Because she felt that her grandfather, the backbone of Dongling Kingdom, had become much older at that moment.

The rickety back was almost slumped on the table.

The old man was silent for a long, long time.

Suddenly, he raised his eyes and looked at Bai Ming's slightly blurred figure, and his vicissitudes of voice revealed a sonorous and high-spirited aura.

He said: "Life is in troubled times, people are not human, life is not life, the whole Bai family sacrificed their lives for the country, even if they die, it is honorable. Mingwei, your father, uncle and brother are all heroes, you should be proud, not cry."

This is a troubled time where countries are fighting each other.

It was also a time when life was in vain.

People die every day.

Parents lose their children, wives lose their husbands, and young children lose their shelter.

Now, it's just their turn for the Bai family.

The old man remembered.

More than 30 years ago, when he saw off Emperor Hui, Emperor Hui held his hand and said, "Wei Yong, I leave Dongling to you."

Ten years ago, he sent Emperor Wen away again. Emperor Wen held his hand and handed Emperor Yuan Zhen to him, saying: "Wei Yong, Yuan Zhen is young and unable to do anything. You have to help him carry this mess."

A veteran of three dynasties, he was the king of the country.

After serving as an official in the government for decades, he worked hard to prop up this crumbling country.

He looked up to heaven and bowed to the earth, he was worthy of the king and the people, and he was worthy of the entrustment of two generations of late emperors.

Even if his hair is white, his teeth are missing, and his eyes are almost blind, he still stands firmly in the rolling torrent, using his old body to resist the collapse of the Guangsha Qiantang.

He even personally sent his sons and grandsons to the battlefield when the enemy's army was pressing on the border.

He is the backbone of Dongling!
It is also the character of Dongling!
But in the end, what he received in return was the news that all his children and grandchildren died in the battle.

"Mingwei, you have to remember that the children of the Bai family will never cry even if their heads are broken."

The old man's voice sounded again.

Bai Mingwei listened and raised his hand to wipe away more and more tears.

She hugged the letter and her voice was hoarse and desolate: "Grandpa, granddaughter don't cry. My father, uncle, and brothers are all heroes, and my granddaughter is proud of them."

"Good boy."

Three words had exhausted all his strength.

The old man sat down at the table, laid out a piece of white paper, and picked up his pen several times...

Suffering from finch blindness, he could hardly see at night, so he wrote a big word "Dian" based on his feeling.

After finishing writing, he stood up staggeringly and looked at Bai Mingwei with desolate but serious eyes:

"Mingwei, can I leave this home to you before my grandfather comes back?"

(End of this chapter)