After binding the loving mother system, I was so bad

"Old man, why are you crying?" Aunt Geng had not received much education, and she felt very upset at what the marquis's wife had said just now.

Aunt Geng wanted to ask her old man's opinion, but when she turned her head, she found that the old man was already in tears. The crystal tears dripped down the wrinkles on his face and soaked his clothes.

Reminded by Aunt Geng's question, Old Man Geng realized that he couldn't help crying.

He wiped his face with his hands, his voice choked with sobs, and his expression was a little confused: "I don't know why."

Old man Geng didn't know why he was crying, but his heart felt sour and swollen, and there was a burst of pain.

Geng's eldest son said in a humming voice, "Dad, Mom, I want to cry too. My chest feels bloated and I can't let out the air."

The little grandson chewed his finger and looked to the left at his father, then turned to the right to look at his grandfather. Suddenly, he said in a childish voice, "Plow the yard and sweep the holes!"

Old man Geng hugged his grandson and buried his face in his soft neck: "Yes! My dear grandson is right!"

Lord Zhu, who was not far from Old Man Geng's family, was silent for a long time, and finally sighed heavily: "Killing people and destroying their hearts is like this!"

The middle-aged man who was accompanying him did not retort this time: "Xiao Xi's question is about the backbone of the nation!"

The Great Zhou Dynasty was so wealthy that the nobles spent money like water and the common people could barely afford to eat.

Although the gifts given away during each peace negotiation were a bit painful for the Zhou Dynasty, they were not serious.

However, without the support of military force, the Zhou Dynasty would be like a three-year-old child carrying gold through a busy market, and would eventually suffer a great loss.

Cui Sanlun, who knew Gu Nanxi's character, crumpled the manuscript in his hand into a ball.

He knew that Gu Nanxi was so lazy that she would not prepare a speech, so he prepared a manuscript in advance to prevent Gu Nanxi from being embarrassed in public.

But now I see that my flowery speech is far inferior to this thought-provoking question!

Cui Sanlun sat down dejectedly. He was old after all. If he could be thirty years younger, he would definitely stir up trouble with Gu Xiaonanxi.

Now, I only have these old bones and the reputation I have earned over the years. I can't do anything else. I can only use these old bones to protect little Nanxi from the wind and rain!

The students, who should have had conflicting opinions and were divided, became united again after this question.

Ajinai observed everyone else with deep eyes.

It turns out that we cannot underestimate this woman, Gu Nanxi!

This must be all her plan!

She is pushing the entire Great Zhou towards the northern border step by step!

She even formulated future policies toward the North!

That is, if you don’t agree, just fight!

If the North is willing to submit, then we will treat them well. If they are fickle, then we will destroy them!

Does the Great Zhou Dynasty have this strength?

Ajinai suddenly became nervous. If the Great Zhou Dynasty could produce a God of War, Gu, why couldn’t it have a second one?

Given the wealth of the Zhou Dynasty, if the entire nation were to arm the army and if they were to fight to the death, what a terrifying army that would be!

No! I must not let the lion of Da Zhou wake up!

This male lion should be torn apart by hyenas in his sleep!

Ajinai did not sit still and wait for death, but instead asked Gu Nanxi loudly: "May I ask Madam Hou, what declaration do you think the Great Zhou should make?"

What else can compare to those bold words? If not, the morale that has been raised with great difficulty will fall back! Pessimism will come back!

It was noon and the scorching sun was hanging high in the sky.

People were sweating profusely from the sun, and it was hard to tell whether the beads on their faces were sweat or tears.

Gu Nanxi's porcelain-white face was also flushed by the sun, but her answer was so passionate that it made people's blood boil!

"Every inch of our land is stained with blood. Even if our country is destroyed, we will never side with the enemy. How can I allow others to sleep soundly beside my bed?"

This domineering declaration instantly ignited the entire audience.

"That's it, that's it!" Geng Jia Dalang pounded his chest hard, and he felt that the anger that was causing pain in his chest burst out with these words, transforming into streams of energy flowing throughout his body.

Old man Geng, who had stopped crying, could not help but wail when he heard the words "every inch of land is stained with blood".

The crying was so shrill that it made people feel heartbroken.

Hanguang Sect, the Hanguang Sect where only I am left after the death!

The master was shot in and out seven times and turned into a hedgehog!

The senior sister who was tortured so severely that there was not a single patch of healthy skin on her body, and who gritted her teeth until her death!

The eldest brother died of suffocation after running day and night for ten days to convey military intelligence!

The junior brothers and sisters who are defending the city with all the women and children!

It really feels like my heart is being torn apart. It breaks my heart so much.

"Every inch of land is soaked in blood..." Long-lost memories came flooding back, and Cui Shanlun couldn't help but think of the scene he saw when he secretly lurked in the Sixteen States.

The people of the Sixteen States still consider themselves to be the people of the Great Zhou. They firmly believe that since they were able to recover the state the first time, they will be able to recover it the second time. The imperial court will not abandon them!

However, how could the North allow this to happen? Therefore, they strictly controlled the Han people in the Sixteen States, and anyone who said something out of line would be confiscated and their family would be exterminated.

Under such high pressure, when they learned that I came from Zhongyuan, they thought I was a spy from the court and would help me hide my tracks even at the risk of death.

Cui Sanlun narrowed his eyes. The memory was too old and he could no longer remember the face of the person who spoke, but his words were deeply engraved in his heart.

The man said, "We have been waiting for you to return home for a long time. My grandfather died, my father died, and I may die too. But I told my son, Dalang, that when we return home, we must bring this good news to our ancestors."

At that time, Cui Sanlun asked: "Where are your graves?"

The man raised his head and looked up at the sky. "Grandfather and father's ashes were scattered from the top of the mountain according to their wishes. Father said that the north wind would take them to the Central Plains to see Kyoto, the world's number one city, and Jiangnan, a land of plenty..."

Cui Sanlun sighed, wondering whether the man was still alive. Perhaps the man and his son could really see that day.

The students from Songshan Academy and Imperial College all bowed solemnly to Gu Nanxi: "Listening to your words is worth ten years of study! We have nothing else to ask!"

"A gentleman learns the six arts. After we return, we will definitely strengthen our study of martial arts. We will be able to write with a pen and wield a sword on a horse!"

At this moment, the students seemed to understand Gu Nanxi's good intentions.

Officials who come from aristocratic families have been out of touch with reality for too long and they cannot see the poor people who are struggling.

So we have to throw a huge rock into this stagnant water to break the original order!

As for how much resistance and difficulty there would be in doing so, the wife of Marquis Yongchang always carries with her the spirit of "even if there are difficulties, I will go on!"

As expected, it’s Gu Nanxi!