I am the stepmother of my son, and the little villain has changed into a little cotton-padded jacket

"Does anyone else know the truth about this matter?" Wen Shutang looked at Xiao Yizhuo and asked softly.

Xiao Yizhuo raised his eyes to look at her, his eyes seemed to be filled with endless sadness: "The people only know that the head of the Xiao family died in battle and that my uncle was wrongly killed, but no one knows about the soldiers who died in vain because the food and grass were delayed. In order to cover up the matter of food and grass, His Majesty specifically ordered that this matter should not be spread."

Wen Shutang pursed his lips tightly. It seemed that this emperor was so incompetent that he would rather defend his own reputation than vindicate those loyal and brave soldiers.

"Even now, the people still think that some soldiers were cowards and fled the battlefield, but in fact, none of these soldiers were cowards. Their bones are buried in the wind and dust of the frontier, and no one cares about them." Xiao Yizhuo's voice revealed a kind of sadness that was not understood. This sadness had been buried deep in his heart for many years.

Now that I'm talking about it openly, for a moment I really can't suppress the surging emotions.

Wen Shutang felt uncomfortable when he saw Xiao Yizhuo's expression. As for such a tragedy, they, such insignificant people, could not change anything.

Wen Shutang didn't say anything, but reached out and held Xiao Yizhuo's hand tightly, hoping to pass the warmth to him through his palm so that he wouldn't be so sad.

"It doesn't matter. One day, these soldiers will be vindicated, and the people will never forget the achievements of these unsung heroes. Their righteousness will surely be praised by the world and passed down through the ages." Wen Shutang said softly.

Xiao Yizhuo looked at Wen Shutang's face, and his heart was touched: "Yes, I will."

"This time when I go to the capital, I will definitely not let the tragedy of that year happen again." A faint light flashed in Xiao Yizhuo's eyes.

He certainly would not let such a thing happen again, and he would also find an opportunity to completely make the Tang family disappear from the capital and make their actions notorious.

Wen Shutang didn't expect that what happened back then was so tragic, and a heavy atmosphere filled the room.

Xiao Yizhuo shook Wen Shutang's hand back and said, "Let's not talk about this anymore. We will leave in five days. Madam, you should talk to your father-in-law and mother-in-law."

"Well, after dinner tonight I will go talk to my parents about this matter." Wen Shutang nodded in response.

Thinking of the kind faces of Liu Sufen and Wen Qing, Wen Shutang's heart couldn't help but soften.

But Wen Shutang still felt reluctant to part with the old couple, especially when he thought of Liu Sufen's reluctant expression, Wen Shutang felt uncomfortable.

She also cherishes this sincere maternal love.

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Kong Qing brought Tang Fusheng back to the town and found many doctors to treat Tang Fusheng's hand, but no doctor could cure his hand.

All the doctors who came to see me said that there was no way to cure it. Although they knew that the arm was broken, they could not reconnect it using conventional methods.

When Tang Fusheng woke up from his coma, the first thing he saw was his right arm wrapped like a dumpling. Thinking of Xiao Yizhuo's appearance, he became furious.

Any unintentional movement could cause the injury on his right arm, and Tang Fusheng grimaced in pain. He no longer had the majestic and elegant look he had in the capital.

At this moment, Tang Fusheng hated Xiao Yizhuo. If it weren't for Xiao Yizhuo, how could he have ended up in such an embarrassing state now.

The more Tang Fusheng thought about it, the angrier he got. He used his other good hand to throw the teacup on the table. The porcelain cup immediately shattered with a crackling sound, and the porcelain pieces scattered all over the floor.

Hearing a loud noise coming from the room, Kong Qing hurriedly pushed the door open and walked in.

"Master! What's wrong, Master?"

Kong Qing was stunned for a moment when he saw the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and then hurried forward to check on Tang Fusheng's condition.

Tang Fusheng shouted viciously: "Where is the doctor? Why don't you call a doctor? If you can't cure my arm, you will all die!"

Hearing what he said, Kong Qing was a little embarrassed: "This... Master, I invited all the doctors in Qingshui Town, and they all said that they couldn't cure your arm."

"That's not what I want to consider. If they can't cure it, then there's no need to keep these doctors. Just get rid of them all." Tang Fusheng endured the severe pain in his arm. His casual words could decide the life and death of ordinary people.

Kong Qing naturally did not dare to refute his young master's words, and quickly agreed with him and said, "Yes, I will do it right away!"

"Wait, do something for me first." Tang Fusheng gasped violently and looked at Kong Qing with a serious look.

Tang Fusheng asked Kong Qing to prepare pen and ink and write down everything that happened today in detail and with some exaggeration.

In particular, it focuses on how arrogant Xiao Yizhuo was for crippling his arm.

Tang Fusheng looked at Kong Qing writing angrily. If it weren't for Xiao Yizhuo, he would be the one sitting at the table writing the letter.

He didn't believe that His Majesty would still treat Xiao Yizhuo in a nice manner after reading this letter.

Xiao Yizhuo will eventually return to the capital. When he does, he will be returning to his territory. Let's see how rampant Xiao Yizhuo can be!

Tang Fusheng thought this in his heart and had already started planning how to take revenge when Xiao Yizhuo returned to the capital.

"Okay, send the letter quickly and let His Majesty see it as soon as possible!" Tang Fusheng looked at Kong Qing and ordered.

Kong Qing stood up and quickly responded: "Yes, I will do it right away."

After Kong Qing left, Tang Fusheng sat alone on the bed, with a hint of viciousness in his eyes.

Kong Qing sent the letter, and it didn't take long for it to reach the emperor.

When Shadow presented the letter to the emperor, the emperor was reading memorials.

He opened Tang Fusheng's letter and read it quickly, understanding the contents of the letter.

The emperor sneered, "This Tang Fusheng is also a fool. He has so many good methods to use, but he chose the most vulgar method that can anger Xiao Yizhuo the most. He is really stupid. Xiao Yizhuo has found out everything the Tang family did. Does Tang Fusheng still think he can get away with it? I am just using him as a shield, and this fool is happy to work for me. How stupid."

The shadow stood quietly in the shadow, like a real shadow, silent but not to be ignored.

There was only the emperor's voice in the imperial study. The emperor seemed to be talking to himself or to his shadow.

The emperor collected the letter and threw it into the brazier. The letter instantly turned into ashes and disappeared in the flames.

"Xiao Dezi!"

Xiao Dezi walked in from outside with his back bent: "Your Majesty, I'm here!"

"Where is the Beichen envoy?" the emperor asked without raising his head.

"Your Majesty, we are almost reaching the capital. It will probably take another day." Xiao Dezi responded respectfully.

"Well, send a message to Tang Fusheng and ask him to return to Beijing as soon as possible."

"Yes!"