First Lady of the Crown Prince

  Chapter 607 Recognition (two more)

  His voice was drowned in dense rain.

  No matter how he called, Xuan Pinghou's figure disappeared in the rain.

  The strength of Xiao Heng's whole body was finally exhausted at this moment. He fell into a puddle on the edge of the official road, and the heavy rain hit his back mercilessly.

  He squeezed the stone on the side of the road.

  The rain was cold, but it became hot when it fell into his eyes and came out.

  He finally failed to stop him.

  He still left.

  It turns out that there are some people and things, and once they are missed, there will really be no chance again.

  It’s never that he didn’t cherish his son, but that he didn’t cherish his father.

  He never had a chance...Call him father.

   "What did you call me just now?"

  A familiar voice rang above his head suddenly, and Xiao Heng's whole body was shaken, thinking that he had heard it wrong, but he still raised his head in a daze.

  He saw Xuan Pinghou, dressed in a suit and hat, riding on a high-headed horse that had accompanied him in all directions.

  Xuanpinghou looked at him immediately, and asked again: "What did you call me just now?"

  Xiao Heng picked up the hand that was tightly pressed in the puddle, his heart scorched, his feelings of grief and regret stopped abruptly, and he rolled his face and hummed, "No...nothing."

   "It's nothing, then I'll go." Xuan Pinghou said, tightening the reins and turning the horse in one direction.

   "Father, father!"

  Xiao Heng gritted his teeth and spoke.

  Xuan Pinghou’s lips twitched, turned the horse around badly, and looked at his son with a sigh of relief: "I chased him for hundreds of miles just to call me daddy."

  "It is one hundred and thirteen miles."

  Not a few hundred miles away.

  Xiao Heng corrected him rigorously and annoyed.

  Xuan Pinghou smiled a little, he leaned over and reached out his hand to Xiao Heng.

  Xiao Heng was so tired that he couldn't stand up at all.

  The strength to raise his hand is still there, but Xiao Heng doesn't want to bother him.

  Xuan Pinghou has a thick-skinned face. If his son ignores him, he can care about his son. Besides, his son has just called Dad, how good he is.

  Xuan Pinghou directly grabbed Xiao Heng’s arm and dragged the man onto the horse’s back. With his martial arts, even if he was injured, he was still more than enough to carry a big man.

  The father and son rode together, with Xiao Heng sitting behind.

  At this moment, the father and son really recognize each other.

  Xuan Pinghou is in a good mood, and the corners of his lips have not been pressed down: "I am going to kill someone. Are you with me or I will send you to the next village to avoid it?"

  Xiao Heng's body shook, and you have to drag me when you die! How much feud do you have with your son!

   "Can't go." Xiao Heng said sternly.

   "I don't let people know that I killed it." Xuan Pinghou didn't deliberately mention who he was going to kill, but he guessed that his son should have known it, otherwise he would not chase King Liang's fief.

  Xiao Heng said, “It’s not this. There will be landslides and mudslides in front of you soon. The entire official road ahead, including the village below, will be buried by collapsed mountains and mudslides.”

  Xuanpinghou asked: "Who did you hear?"

  Xiao Heng did not change his face and said: "I am a Hanlin official, I am familiar with geography, and I also know how to watch the stars at night."

  Xuanping Hou said with a faint smile: "Yeguan star? Isn't that the matter of Qintian Supervisor?"

   "I will too." Xiao Heng said boldly.

  Xuanping Hou smiled: "My son is really amazing."

  This is obviously a coaxing tone for children.

  Xiao Heng knew when he heard that he didn't take it too seriously. It wasn't that he really didn't believe in himself, but he believed that he could break through.

  The great thing about this natural disaster is that it came almost without warning. When the mountain began to slide down, half of the mountain collapsed from the inside.

  Xiao Heng said solemnly: "I said I can’t go, I can’t go!"

  Xuanping Hou turned his head slightly, and said helplessly: "Aheng, stop making trouble."

  Xiao Heng made a noise: "I'm injured. I can't ride a horse or get caught in the rain!"

  Xuanping Hou looked at the village below, Xiao Heng immediately said: "The people in the village have been evacuated early, and there is no doctor."

  Xuan Pinghou finally lost the battle: "Okay, I will send you to the inn first."

  He remembered that there was a small inn ten miles back.

  Xiao Heng secretly calculated the speed and distance in his heart, and if he got there, he should be able to avoid the landslide with a little delay.

  He has no objection.

  Xuan Pinghou rode his son back on his horse.

   is worthy of being a Wuhou horse of the first rank. Other horses were so scared that they dared not move. It can still be so happy, it’s not a problem to bring a lot of people.

  The last time Xiao Heng sat on Xuanpinghou’s horse was when he was a child, he was sitting in front, his small body was hugged by Xuanpinghou.

  Xuanping Hou always thinks that there is no dog in the tiger, he is a tiger, and his son must be a tiger!

  The horse is taller than a human, and the poor little Xiao Heng was riding a horse for the first time. He was so skeptical that he cried!

  Princess Xinyang arrived in time and rescued Xiao Heng from the horse. Since then, Xiao Heng has never dared to ride a horse anymore.

  "When did you learn to ride a horse? How many years did you learn to ride a horse?" Xuan Pinghou asked.

  This is the first time the father and son mentioned the matter of those years seriously. Xuan Pinghou asked, but Xiao Heng never responded to him.

  Tonight, he responded: "Well, I learned from Big Brother."

  Xuanpinghou said: "Your big brother..."

  Speaking of this, he paused.

  Xiao Heng whispered: "It's Xiao Su."

  Xuanping Hou's eyebrows frowned: "Isn't he surnamed Cheng? His name is...Cheng...Dogdan?"

   "Gougan is a nickname." Xiao Heng said, "Big Brother changed his surname."

  Chen Yunniang changed it. After Cheng Su's father died, the Cheng family came to the door to take Cheng Su to his uncle's family to raise him, and the uncle's family had no son.

  Chen Yunniang couldn't bear it, Cheng Su didn't want to leave her mother, so the family broke off the relationship.

  Ma'er walked for a while, Xuan Pinghou suddenly said, "What happened back then...I'm sorry."

  Xuan Pinghou is a thick-skinned ancestor, but it does not mean that he can say anything at will.

  There is an awkward side in his temper, but ordinary things can't trigger his awkwardness.

  Xiao Heng did not ask whether the year he referred to was the year he was born or the year Xiao Liulang had an accident.

  Some window papers can be pierced, but some do not need to be pierced, just know each other well.

  Xuan Pinghou said: "Hold on, I want to speed up, don't fall down for a while."

   "I can't—ah—"

  Xiao Heng's words were only halfway through, Xuan Pinghou clamped the horse's belly abruptly, and the horse ran forward quickly, knowing it.

  Xiao Heng fell back abruptly and was almost thrown out. He almost instinctively hugged Xuan Pinghou’s waist and abdomen.

  In a place where Xiao Heng could not see, Xuan Pinghou raised an eyebrow and smiled!

   "Wait." His smile suddenly closed, and he pulled the reins, and the horse stopped cleverly.

   "What's wrong?" Xiao Heng asked.

  "Have you heard?" Xuanping Hou asked with eyebrows.

   "What did you hear--" Xiao Heng's voice stopped abruptly, "It seems that a baby is crying."

  Xuan Pinghou turned his head and looked: "In that village!"

  Aren’t all the villages evacuated?

  He didn't hear any crying when he rushed over.

   "There is a child." Xuan Pinghou listened for a while, confirming that he heard it correctly, "You go first."

  He rolled over and got off the horse.

  He didn't care about natural disasters when he went to the official road. It was his son's turn to believe in the power of natural disasters again.

   "Riding is faster!" Xiao Heng said.

   "Is there still time?" Xuan Pinghou asked.

   "If you can find it quickly, yes," Xiao Heng said.

   "Okay, sit firmly." Xuan Ping Hou's eyes flashed, tightened the reins, turned around, and galloped towards the village below.

  Unexpectedly, when the two entered the village, the cry was gone.

  Xiao Heng said sternly: "The child must be tired from crying. He cried for a while and stopped for a while. When I passed by the village, I heard nothing."

  Xuanping Hou dismounted.

  The father and son searched from house to house. When Xuan Pinghou found the bedroom of the eighteenth family, Xiao Heng yelled from the well in the backyard: "Here!"

  Xuan Pinghou walked quickly to the backyard.

  This is a dry well. The well is covered with a manhole cover, but it is not sealed. It can be turned over. The child should have climbed up the manhole cover and stepped on it.

  The well cover covers most of the rain, but some of it still flows into the dry well.

  Xiao Heng went to the house and found an oil-paper umbrella to lay on the well. Xuan Pinghou removed the manhole cover. He planned to go down the well to save people, but found that the well was too narrow and he couldn’t get down because of his figure.

  Xiao Heng is still a young figure, Xin is long and thin, but can barely get through.

   "Let me go down." Xiao Heng said.

  Xuan Pinghou took the rope from the saddle and tied one end to his son's waist and the other end to his waist.

  Xiao Heng opened his mouth: "Your waist injury..."

   "Go down." Xuan Pinghou said.

  The cry and breath of the child are already very weak. No one knows how long he stayed at the bottom of the well, not to mention falling from such a high place.

  Xiao Heng shifted his gaze away from his waist and abdomen, turned and sat on the mouth of the well, but as soon as he pulled one leg in, there was a cat cry from the bottom of the well.

  Xiao Heng's hair is upright!

  Xuanpinghou’s expression became serious, he fixedly looked at his son: "Aheng."

  Xiao Heng's legs began to tremble. He was obviously a person who was not even afraid of poisonous snakes, but he was afraid of cats.

  If Xuanpinghou would have said to him a few years ago, you are my son of Xuanpinghou, don’t you even have this courage?

  But he didn’t say that tonight.

  He said: "You come down, I will think of another way."

  There is no other way, and time is too late.

  It is now, the child must be rescued immediately, otherwise they will either abandon the child or die with the child.

  Xiao Heng grabbed the rope in front of him, gritted his teeth, and jumped down resolutely!

  It was this seemingly unremarkable jump that made Xuan Pinghou’s heart feel hot.

  His son has grown up.

  I really grew up.

   is not a size or age, but he has truly grown into an upright man, he is a young and promising Hanlin official.

  He did not go to battle to kill the enemy, but he also used his blood to guard the people of Zhaoguo.

   "I found him, I can go up!"

  Xiao Heng's trembling voice came from the bottom of the well.

  He is afraid.

  But he did not lose to his own fear.

  Sure enough, it is my son of Xiao Ji!

  Xuan Pinghou hurriedly pulled the rope and pulled Xiao Heng and the child up from the bottom of the well.

  Xiao Heng's movements are very careful, after all, the mouth of the well is so narrow, a little carelessness may bruise the child.

  He raised the child high above his head.

  Xuan Pinghou took the child on the fallen umbrella with one hand, and pulled his son up with the other hand.

  And only then did he find a cat still in his son's arms.

  Xiao Heng was stiff and pale, like a small sculpture that could not move: "Can you take it away quickly?"

  Xuan Pinghou laughed out loud, grabbed the cat and put it in the bag hanging on the saddle.

  The child's condition is not very good. He has suffered many injuries from a fall on his body, so he has to go to the doctor as soon as possible.

  Xiao Heng found a piece of cloth from the house and put the child in his arms.

  Xuanping Hou was quite surprised: "Oh, you understand well, are you ready to be a father at any time?"

  Xiao Heng gave him a white look: "There is Gu Xiaobao at home."

  This child is older than Gu Xiaobao, but he should not be more than one year old, so the same method of patrolling Gu Xiaobao is also applicable to him.

  The father and son walked in the direction of the official road with a child, a horse, a cat.

  Just as they were about to leave the entrance of the village, a mountain in front of them collapsed, and a huge noise shook like thunder in the dark night, and the ground at the entrance of the village seemed to be shaken.

  A landslide cannot slide in the village, but the mudslide caused by the landslide is a disaster for this village.

   "Drive!"

  Xuan Pinghou shouted sharply.

  The horse quickly set foot on the official road, and just at this moment, the old banyan tree at the entrance of the village broke with a slap, and the huge tree body pressed against them impartially!

  At the moment of death, Xuan Pinghou stepped on the stirrup and jumped into the air, hugged the stout tree with both hands, and slammed it away forcefully.

  The tree body was successfully knocked open, but he was also crushed under the tree.

  His waist injury recurred instantly, the wounds on his thighs and back were also on the verge of breaking out, and his face was instantly pale.

  Xiao Heng tightened the reins and stopped the horse.

  He rolled over and got off his horse, and ran towards him regardless of his right foot.

  Xuan Pinghou held back the pain, and said to Xiao Heng: "Quickly go."

   "Let's go together! I will move the tree away!" Xiao Heng bent down and tried to pick up a big tree that was thicker than him.

  No matter how hard he tried, the big tree pressing on Xuan Pinghou's body remained motionless.

  He took out the rope from the bag hanging on the saddle again, tied one end to the tree and the other end to the horse, one man and one horse, pulling with all his strength.

  However, this tree is too heavy and strong.

  Xiao Heng's palms were all worn out, and mottled blood dripped down the rope.

  The mountain in front of me continued to collapse. Xuan Pinghou looked at it from afar, and said with little strength: "You go first, I will be able to push it away by myself after a while."

  Xiao Heng's eyes were red, and hot liquid came out of his eyes: "You lie!"

  Xuan Pinghou smiled weakly: "Don’t be so distrustful of your father...Your father is a first-grade Wuhou...just like this tree...and raise one hand..."

  Xiao Heng pulled the rope tightly, choked and roared: "Then you lift it! You lift it!"

  Xuanping Hou Diaoerlang smiled and said: "I said you have to take a break... You go first... Don't let this child get soaked... Finally rescued from the bottom of the well..."

"I do not go!"

  The rope was deeply embedded in the flesh and blood of Xiao Heng's palm, but he still couldn't pull it.

"I regret!"

   "I should go to martial arts!"

   "I shouldn't go to school! I should go to the barracks to grow up!"

   "You are right! Useless is a scholar!"

"I am useless!"

  He cried in despair, tears rolling down.

Xuan Pinghou’s smile disappeared on his face, and he looked at Xiao Heng through the thick rain: "I said that on purpose... I am your old man... I don’t recognize as many words as you... My face I can’t go to...I always want you to learn martial arts...I am good at martial arts...You will definitely admire me..."

  Xiao Heng had never heard these words before, and he hadn't even thought about it.

  Proud like Xiao Ji, there will be such an inferiority side.

  Perhaps I feel that the end is approaching. If I don’t say some things today, I may never have the chance to say it again in the future.

Xuanping Hou tilted his head slightly so that he could better look at his son for the last time: "Aheng, I have never told you, I am actually very embarrassed...Having a son like you...those big bosses brag about their son Can do... sneer... Can you do with my son?"

   "My son can go to the Jinluan Temple to recite poems at the age of three...Can their son?"

  "My son entered the Imperial Prison at the age of four...Can their son?"

   "My son is a thirteen-year-old boy offering wine, are they little soldiers?"

  "My son is an 18-year-old new champion, is their son?"

   "The greatest pride of my life is not military exploits, not knighthood. It is you, you are my proudest son, and always have been."

  Xiao Heng's heart is about to tear.

  Xuan Pinghou’s eyes were hot, and he smiled: “It’s too late if I don’t leave. Don’t let me sacrifice in vain.”

   After he said, he exhausted his last bit of strength and slapped Xiao Heng with a palm.

  Xiao Heng was sent to the horse by his internal strength.

  Xuan Pinghou said to himself, "Take him away—"

   There was a loud bang, and the last mountain was landslide, and mudslides rolled from behind.

  The horse raised its front feet and galloped away.

  Xuanping Hou looked at his son with a smile, mudslides rushing down.

  Xiao Heng turned his head and yelled, "Don't--"

   There was a loud bang, and mudslides poured into the village.

  And at this moment, a tall black shadow volleyed from the rain!

  (End of this chapter)