[Strategy of Yanxi Palace] Another year of spring

"Your Majesty, I request an order to go to Jinchuan to replace Neqin and go to the front line to supervise the teachers."

In the Qinzheng Hall, no one dared to speak rashly, only one person's voice sounded in the hall, low and firm.

The emperor fixed his eyes on him for a long time, Fu Heng knelt on the ground with his head down, his body remained still, showing his persistence.

The emperor's eyes overflowed with relief, he leaned back on the chair relaxedly, and said, "I'm sure."

No one raised any objections, not even the ministers who always liked to talk about Fu Heng's qualifications.

In all fairness, Fu Heng is young and has never been on a battlefield, so he shouldn't have directly taken over the position of Neqin, but Jinchuan is a hot potato, and everyone is afraid of getting involved with the Jinchuan War. He breathed a sigh of relief, and even laughed and ridiculed silently in his heart.

It would not be fair to say that Fu Heng is not qualified. The Minister of Military Aircraft is an important minister of the court, and there is absolutely no saying that he is not enough.

The imperial decree was issued very quickly, and all the procedures during the war were carried out quickly.Soon, the emperor appointed Fu Heng as the commander-in-chief, and spread the decree of punishing Zhang Guangsi and Neqin for delaying the military plane. However, this time the emperor was determined to make an example of others, so he didn't give this old Manchurian family any face.

It's just that the news was sent back to Fucha's family, but it also caused waves.

Just like the views of outsiders on this matter, the Fu Cha family also agrees that it is extremely unwise to get involved in the Jinchuan campaign. Zhang Jia once worried that Fu Heng would be hot-blooded and get the limelight for this matter in the court, but In any case, I never thought that he would go into battle in person and actually jump into this quagmire.

The old lady's eyes are almost completely blind now, Li Rongbao's health is declining day by day, the young daughter-in-law in the family behaves properly, and has her own rules for managing clan affairs. , playing with grandchildren, talking with a few daughters-in-law, and avoiding talking about things outside the house, obviously not wanting to hear trivial matters.

But no one would dare to hide this from her. As soon as the news was sent back to the mansion, the old lady was so angry that she dropped the cup in her hand on the spot.

So as soon as Fu Heng entered the door today, he was stopped by the concierge and Zhang Jia's cronies, and invited him to the main courtyard.

Fu Heng knew that today's tough battle had to be fought, so he went along with Zhang Jia's wishes, but couldn't help but lose his mind on the way, thinking about Shichun's reaction in the morning, and worried about his wife's thoughts.

After all, when he went out to fight, life and death were out of his control, and once he left, he left behind the huge Fucha family, sick parents and young son, and she was the one who had to bear all these .

In fact, sometimes he couldn't help thinking that he, Fucha Fu Heng, was said to be a good destination for women, and marrying him was the dream of many noble women in Beijing, but in fact, what is so good about him that he deserves such praise from outsiders Praise.

Shichun has been married for six years, but when I think about it, he really didn't give her many good things, but made her suffer a lot.His young wife was originally a handsome and outstanding daughter of heaven, but she forcibly learned patience for him.

In fact, if she hadn't married him, she would have been able to live a more comfortable life, unlike now, being imprisoned in the Splendid Hall by the name of a daughter-in-law of the Fucha family. Outsiders saw her as extremely dignified, but in fact, she had never had the time to do whatever she wanted.

But he couldn't let go anymore. From the moment Fulongan was born, or earlier, from the moment she said "go home" in Caiwei Zhuangzi, the things between them could not be clearly divided in a few words of.

Perhaps earlier, he married her to be his respectful wife and cherished confidante, and she married him only because of an accidental decree. She tried her best to realize it, and she believed his promise, and also repaid her sincere trust and hard work.

Then this feeling is not a fluke of God's will, nor is it a deliberate act of man's calculation. It is an inevitability of the return of thousands of fates, and it is the end of the end that many scenery can't stop the delay.

None of them had any hope of getting results, but in the end they fell deeply in love with each other, penetrating into the soul and flesh, and even life and death could not clearly let go of this fetter. Naturally, it surpassed the destiny of all things.

Fu Heng cherishes it. Even though he hasn't told anyone about it, he knows that he cherishes this relationship in his heart. For so many years, others actively and unintentionally have tried to penetrate the two of them. between people, but he refused.

He knows what he wants, and the scenery along the way is more or less an obstacle. He wants to pursue an eternity. He knows it is difficult, but he is willing to give it a try.

In the six years of their relationship, they have never had any discord, never concealed, and never betrayed. This morning was the first time she turned her back to him.

Fu Heng has never been a man who indulges in feelings. Joining the army is his dream and a vow he made when he was young. It is impossible for him to break his vow because of love, but if he does not compromise, it does not mean that he is not depressed.

It is true that he knew that his decision violated the expectations of his relatives, and even made his elderly parents feel angry and worried, but he had anticipated and prepared for this long ago, and he was not very surprised when he found out that it had come true. But the silence from his wife made him a little at a loss. He would rather that she be angry, and that she could not control her emotions to question herself, so that he could analyze his inner heart for her and let her understand his ambition.

He had never expected this embarrassing situation at the moment. Compared with his mother who was waiting for him in front, how to comfort Shichun was a difficult problem for him.

As he thought, Zhang Jia was in a very unhappy mood. As soon as he entered the door, he yelled at him to kneel down. He spoke hard and softly for a long time, and even once brought out Fu Longan to try to make him change his mind. Fu Heng had made up his mind, but just kept silent. Kneeling silently.

Seeing that he refused to listen to persuasion, Zhang Jia had no choice but to let him go back first, and then she thought of a way to change her youngest son's mind.As for the emperor, it doesn't matter, although you are not joking, but I don't know why the queen passed away as a mother. The emperor felt ashamed of the Fucha family in his heart. It's not unreasonable to change your mind.

Fu Heng went back to the room, hesitating a bit before entering the room, hearing no sound from inside, so he went in bravely, ready for everything to be attacked.

Weicheng wants to enter the house but sees Shichun wiping his sword.That sword was a gift from Li Rongbao when Fu Heng was crowned. It was shelved in the future, and it was almost never used except for Fu Heng who took it down when he wanted to practice swords.

He called softly: "Shichun."

When Shi Chun heard the words, she raised her eyes and cast her gaze. She stood up and walked forward, holding up the sword that had been wiped sharply: "I thought that on the battlefield, I should always carry a handy weapon for self-defense, so I took it out on my own initiative. Come down and wipe the dust."

Fu Heng glanced down at his sword, but took it away and threw it on the table beside him: "It's okay to let the servants do these things. A sword has no eyes. What if you hurt your hand?"

After all, Shi Chun smiled, with a bit of relief in her eyes, she raised her eyes to look at him, her eyes were clear, looking at him with attachment and tenderness.

"Have you decided when to leave?" she asked softly.

Fu Heng replied, "The fifteenth day of this month."

Shichun nodded: "It's coming soon. I heard that the weather there is not good. I sewed some clothes for you these days. They are all made of cotton, and the armor and helmet are rough. You should wear more underwear. They are made at home. It’s more comfortable than what you wear in the army. Silk doesn’t keep you warm, and it’s not suitable for use on the battlefield. The cotton I use comes from Zhuangzi this year, and it’s no worse than silk satin.”

Fu Heng said in a slightly hoarse voice: "Okay."

Shi Chun stepped forward, wrapped his arms around his waist, leaned his head on his chest, and listened quietly to his strong heartbeat.

"I'm so worried about you." She said, her voice choked up, but she quickly suppressed it.

But she understands him better than worrying about it.

"I know what you were thinking when you entered the room. You are afraid that I will keep you, that I will help my mother to stop you." She leaned in his arms and smiled slightly: "Yes, Fucha Fu Heng's life is against me. It weighs more than everything else, but it is of greater value to the people of the Qing Dynasty."

She came out of his arms and looked up at him. His eyes were burning and deep, her light-colored pupils were full of reflections, and the ends of his eyes were slightly red.

"I've known since I married you that my husband is a hero. He is destined not to be trapped in court. I just want him to be happy."

"Fu Heng, I just want to make you happy."

She smiled and took his clenched hand.

Fu Heng clenched his teeth, pulled her into his arms fiercely, put his chin on her head, raised his head and closed his eyes when she couldn't see, to hide the heat in his eyes.

So, look, how lucky he is.

Later, the old lady really had no other choice, so she called Shichun, because Fu Heng always listened to her the most, so she wanted her to help persuade her.

The always obedient daughter-in-law respectfully and firmly refused.

Zhang Jia was shocked, although there were only blurred shadows in her eyes, she also looked in that direction, puzzled and asked angrily, "He is your husband, aren't you afraid of his death?"

Shi Chun just said calmly: "I'm afraid, but I know that I will never be his burden."

Zhang Jia was annoyed, and slapped the table: "Kneel down!"

Shi Chun knelt down obediently, silently listening to Zhang Jia's scolding.

The curtain was hastily opened, and someone strode in and knelt beside her.

Fu Heng said calmly: "Emiang, this matter has nothing to do with Shichun, even if she persuades her, my son will not change his mind. If you want to kneel, let your son kneel."

Zhang Jiashi slumped on the back of the chair, understanding that no one can change the situation, this matter is already a foregone conclusion, no matter how much it is done, it will be in vain.

A hoarse and aging voice came from the door: "Have you made up your mind?"

The person who came was actually Li Rongbao who was bedridden for a long time!

At that moment, everyone in the room rushed to welcome him, and Zhang Jia's hope was rekindled. Li Rongbao was supported by the butler and sat on it, coughing and looking at Fu Heng, but there was a strange light in his cloudy eyes.

"That's up to you. Swords have no eyes on the battlefield. Fu Heng, you must remember that you are not only you, but also the support of your wife and children. Your life is much more important than you think."

Zhang Jia never expected this direction, Fu Heng was also slightly startled, and then solemnly gave a heads-up to the parents in the hall.

In November, when Fu Heng set off, Emperor Qianlong gave a banquet to the Chonghua Palace, went to the Tangzi for the sacrificial ceremony, and ordered the prince and university scholars to come and send them to Liangxiang.

Before he left for the expedition, he once asked Shi Chun a question, a question he thought he would never ask in his life: "Marry me, have you ever regretted it?"

Shichun told him directly and firmly: "No one can force me to love someone I don't love, marry you, and I will never regret it."

On the day he left, she held Fu Long'an in one hand and stood behind Zhang Jiashi and looked at him. She didn't say to him until he came over to hug her before he left, "Fu Heng, be careful, don't make me sad .”

This was the first time in so many days that she was honest. Compared with the firm support she showed, it turned out that she also had a lot of worries and fears in her heart.

Fu Heng promised her: "I will."

After saying that, he turned his gaze to the little Fu Longan.

Before she gave birth to Fu Long'an, she once said to her personal maid: "I hope this child has his features, and his bravery."

Now this child really has the outline and eyebrows of Fu Heng, and also has extraordinary bravery and tenacity.

Since Fulongan was born, Ama has been busy with government affairs, and it is common for him to be unable to go home for a few days. When he was babbling and toddling, Ama was always absent.

But the first word he learned was "Ama".

Thinking about it carefully, she was always like this, silently behind her, doing everything for him.

This love is as deep as the sea, he always feels moved, but feels ashamed of being unable to reciprocate.

For the first time in his life, he was no longer full of anticipation for going to battle to kill the enemy. It was the passion of youth and ignorance. After he matured, he had a wife and children. It would be nice to separate relatives.

Fu Heng got on his horse and got off his armor with a yellow flag, but his eyes were no longer as excited as before.

He finally understood that once he became a general, he was bathed in blood on the battlefield, and what was paved with bones and bones was never a feat of a prince.The blood on the oar is to welcome a greater peace, to protect the family and the people behind us so that they will never be separated again, and the loved ones will never be lost again.

In an instant, he understood why Ama always dismissed and never allowed his desire to go to the battlefield many years ago, because at that time, he was far from the awareness and responsibility enough to bear tens of thousands of lives.

Only when he understands that behind the killing is the desire to live better, can he wear this armor and become a real commander.

The Fucha family is the general, he is the son of the general, his honor comes from the blood of his ancestors, and now he will use his blood to guard the glory and peace left by his ancestors.

Live to be a hero.

After death, he is also a ghost, but he can't die.

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The author has something to say:

Someone asked yesterday if this article is about to end, I can only say, it’s still early...＿(:з」∠)＿

At least I will finish all the main lines in the TV series, and then explain the follow-up. Regarding the matter between the offspring, I actually have ideas_('?'"∠)___, such as Fulongan and the fourth princess, etc.

So... everyone has to continue to wait ＿(:з"∠)＿