I robbed my son with the emperor

The first white pigeon, Shi Shiran, flew back long after the news that the Patriarch of the Tong family had been assassinated and died.

On the small note, there are only a few words - the Tong family is dead, and I am safe.

When Zhao Guanghe saw the words on it, he took a long breath.He squeezed the note and smiled, and finally dared to send it to His Majesty.

It has been two days since Wu Yuanya arrived here.For the past two days, he has been lying on the bed groggy, dizzy.

Infection with wind and cold during pregnancy is the most undesirable thing.Doctor Liu didn't dare to use medicine, so he could only boil some tonic to make Wu Yuanya get over it.

Stretching his sore eyelids, Wu Yuanya said weakly, "What time is it? Has the master come back?"

"Your Majesty." Meng Xiao tucked the quilt up for him, "Don't worry, the Patriarch of the Tong family is dead, and people are being arrested everywhere in Southern Xinjiang. Lord Hou is sure to be safe."

Wu Yuanya nodded, "I know he must be safe. It's been a while, why hasn't he come back yet?"

Meng Xiao also didn't know why Jane didn't return for so long.He was about to persuade him again, but Zhao Guanghe came, bringing a small note, which finally made Wu Yuanya feel relieved.

In Yujiazhai, the soldiers who searched smashed up and left.The young patriarch of the Yu family hurried back and helped Jian Jian out of a pile of baskets.

He just shook his head, the light in front of his eyes blurred.

"gone?"

"gone."

Seeing the blood oozing from the bandage on his chest, the young patriarch of the Yu family gritted his teeth, "Don't worry, I have already sent someone to Ge's village, and the medicine for the wound must be found."

Almost under his support, he groped step by step and was helped to sit on a chair.

"I'm in poor health, and it's not a matter of injury."

The young patriarch of the Yu family blushed, "I always do what I say."

Listening to his stubborn voice, he shook his head and smiled, "Where's my gray pigeon? Find it for me."

"Why are you looking for gray pigeons? After a while they clean up the house, I'll help you lie down."

"I'm fine, I feel good today," he simply stroked the three storage bags tied to his belt, and groped them one by one. From the third one, he took out a small letter bucket that was as thick as a little finger and two knuckles long.

"Get the gray pigeon. I think these people seem to be searching, but they are actually very sloppy. The Tong family is dead, and now Nanjiang is in chaos. In my opinion, you might as well submit to Dawu and establish a If you do well, Emperor Dawu can treat you well."

"Hmph," the young patriarch of the Yu family glanced away, staring at the things hanging on the beams, "I think you are from Dawu, so what is your attempt to persuade my Yu family village to submit to you?"

Simply smiled again, "Of course it's for your own good."

"I do not believe."

Patriarch Yu Shao stared at Jian Jian, and walked out the door with a wave of his hand. After a while, he came in holding a gray pigeon.

Patriarch Yu Shao stuffed the gray pigeon into Jian's arms, and then he narrowed his eyes, focusing on the pigeon in his arms.

His eyes were very slack, focused for a while, and blurred for a while, and he had a headache and dizziness dangling.

I simply rubbed the letter bucket to the pigeon's leg and stroked the smooth feathers of the pigeon.

"You have to be more aggressive."

He laughed again, leaned over and kissed the top of the pigeon's head, and seemed to be stabbing the receiver through it.

"Go back, don't get lost."

Almost letting go, the gray pigeon flopped onto the beam, tilted its head on the beam, and then flapped its wings and flew out of the room.

That night, a bonfire was lit in the stockade and three sheep were roasted.Celebrate the end of the search, celebrate the death of the old enemy.

Patriarch Yu Shao stared at the roast lamb with his own eyes. After it was cooked, he immediately stepped forward, cut off the most tender piece of leg meat, and brought it to Jian's room.

"I didn't bother you to rest, did I? Come and taste the best craftsmanship in our Yujiazhai. If you think it's not enough, I'll ask them to save some more for you."

Patriarch Yu Shao opened the curtain, and on the bed, the quilts were neatly folded, and the sheets were not messed up.

bang.The plate in his hand fell, and the fresh and tender mutton was stained with mud and turned into a dusty ball.

……

In the second year of Yonghuai, Tong's family, a rebel army, was assassinated by the whole family. So far, southern Xinjiang has become a climate.

At the end of the second year of Yonghuai, with the help of various ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang, the chaos in southern Xinjiang was pacified. So far, Dawu has opened a prosperous era of prosperity and prosperity.

However, it was not until the end of the third year of Yonghuai that the current emperor, who had been stranded in southern Xinjiang during a heavy snowstorm, returned to the capital.

In his arms is the second king of Dawu, who is already more than one year old - Wu Baobao.

This name comes from that letter with a few words.

Take a trip, return soon, take care of your body, take care of Chen Xu and the baby, and wait for me to come back...