After the Disabled God of War Became My Concubine

Within a few days, Huo Wujiu and Jiang Suizhou set foot on the road to the north.

Now the south of the Yangtze River and the North of the Yangtze River can be regarded as unified, and this road has gone quite smoothly.When they arrived in Yecheng, it was already July, and Yecheng was to the north, so it was much cooler than Lin'an, but the two of them escaped the scorching heat just in time.

Compared with Lin'an, Yecheng is much thicker.Since the former dynasty, Yecheng has been the capital of the country, and it has been three to four hundred years until now.

When entering the city, through the brocade curtain raised by the carriage, Jiang Suizhou raised his eyes and saw the dark black city wall quietly spreading out under the blue sky.Yecheng is not as shaded by green willows as Lin'an. Outside the city are planted drought-tolerant cypresses with darker branches and leaves, which are hidden outside the city walls.

The carriage glides into the city, and the first sight is the thick and tall houses and pavilions, as well as the spacious and straight roads.When Yecheng was built in those years, it was built broad and square, and the roads were straight, compared with the shape of Yin-Yang and Bagua.Compared with here, Lin'an looks much more beautiful.

On both sides of the road are people coming and going, and the clothes they wear are not the same as those in Lin'an.

Seeing him staring outside, Huo Wujiu who was beside him also stepped forward.

"What are you looking at?" Huo Wujiu asked.

Jiang Suizhou looked out the window.

"It's very different from Lin'an," he said.

Huo Wujiu followed his gaze and looked out.He hasn't lived in Yecheng for a few years, but he doesn't see anything new.He looked at it twice, then retracted his gaze, and asked, "Like this place?"

Jiang Suizhou nodded, then shook his head again.

"It's not because I like the scenery of Yecheng." He said. "It's just a feeling, the north and the south are different, and the scenery is also different. It's really interesting."

Huo Wujiu's eyes moved from the window to his face.

He remembered that Jiang Suizhou liked to read travel notes very much, and he didn't know what the idle people who wrote books were interested in.But looking at it now, I am afraid that what Jiang Suizhou likes is not those literati who wrote books, but the lakes, seas, mountains and rivers described by those literati.

Thinking of this, he suddenly raised his hand and pulled down the curtain of the carriage.

"What?" Jiang Suizhou turned his head and was about to ask, but met Huo Wujiu with a kiss.

"There will be more to watch in the future." Huo Wujiu said. "If you like to play around, we don't want this throne. I'll take you out to play."

His tone was serious, and his expression didn't look like he was joking, and he could tell he was serious at a glance.

Jiang Suizhou laughed out loud.

"Don't mess around," he said. "Without your support here, the court will be in chaos sooner or later."

Huo Wujiu frowned.

Although he wouldn't say that this chaos has nothing to do with him, but he was a little unhappy when he thought of delaying Jiang Suizhou's preferences for these foreign things.

Jiang Suizhou saw his thoughts.

"I like to look at these scenery." He said softly. "But what I like to see is how peaceful they look."

Huo Wujiu looked at him.

I saw Jiang Suizhou leaning over with a smile and asking.

"If there is such a day, I don't know if General Huo is willing to go around with me to see our peaceful and prosperous world?"

Huo Wujiu's Adam's apple moved up and down.

"Very happy," he replied in a low voice.

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When they returned to Yecheng, they got the news that Emperor Zhaoyuan's health was getting worse during this period.

Huo Wujiu settled Jiang Suizhou in his mansion in Yecheng, and hurried into the palace.

Emperor Zhaoyuan's physical condition is indeed not optimistic.

His body was not in good health, and a few days ago, news of Huo Yuyan's assassination of Huo Wujiu reached his ears again.

It was at that time that he couldn't afford to be sick.

When Huo Wujiu entered the palace, Emperor Zhaoyuan had just finished taking the medicine.The imperial doctor who came out shook his head at Huo Shu who was guarding the door, saying that His Majesty only took half of the medicine today, so he couldn't take anything anymore.

Seeing Huo Wujiu coming, Huo Shu looked up at him and nodded slightly at him.

Huo Shu is only two years younger than Huo Yuyan, and about the same age as Huo Wujiu.She has been dignified and quiet since she was a child, but now when she looks at Huo Wujiu, her eyes are a little red.

Huo Wujiu also knew why.

He stepped forward, stood still in front of Huo Shu, bowed to her, and said, "Second Sister."

Huo Shu nodded, responded, then turned her body sideways and said, "Go in and have a look. Father has been looking forward to you for the past few days."

Huo Wujiu nodded, then walked towards Emperor Zhaoyuan's bedroom.

Just as he took a step out, Huo Shu stopped him again.

"No fault," she called out.

Huo Wujiu turned his head and saw Huo Shu looking at him, he hesitated for a moment before asking: "Brother...where is he now?"

Huo Wujiu replied: "We came back together, I didn't take his life."

Huo Shu sniffled and said softly, "Thank you."

Huo Wujiu nodded.

Just as she was about to turn around, she heard Huo Shu say again: "This matter... I'm sorry for you, brother."

Huo Wujiu didn't speak, he walked into Emperor Zhaoyuan's bedroom.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Huo Wujiu smelled a strong smell of medicine.The smell of this medicine is thick and heavy, it has the power to overwhelm people, and there is a deep death breath, which diffuses in this smell of medicine.

Huo Wujiu frowned tightly, and his pace quickened a bit.

As soon as he walked to the bed, he heard a few hoarse coughs, and he was weak.

When he left, Emperor Zhaoyuan was not so sick.

Huo Wujiu hurried forward, just stopped on the side of the dragon bed, he heard the person on the bed coughing and asking hoarsely: "Is Wujiu here?"

Huo Wujiu paused, and after a while, he replied heavily.

"Uncle." He whispered.

Then there was a rustling sound on the bed.

Huo Wujiu stepped forward quickly, and saw Emperor Zhaoyuan on the bed was bony and almost disfigured, struggling to sit up.The maids and eunuchs on both sides rushed forward to help him, and after a while of fuss, they helped Emperor Zhao Yuan barely sit on the bed.

"Wujiu." Emperor Zhaoyuan raised his head tremblingly, looking at Huo Wujiu.

Huo Wujiu didn't speak.

Seeing that Emperor Zhaoyuan raised his hand, he waved away all the eunuchs and maids in the hall.

After a while, the door closed, only Huo Wujiu and Emperor Zhaoyuan were left in the whole bedroom.

"This child Yuyan... I didn't teach him well." Emperor Zhaoyuan choked up when he said those words.

Huo Wujiu quietly knelt down beside his bed.

"It's my nephew who is unfilial." Huo Wujiu said in a deep voice. "Such a incident has caused uncle to worry."

Emperor Zhaoyuan waved his hand.

"It's not your fault." He said hastily.

Huo Wujiu didn't speak.

After a moment of silence, Emperor Zhaoyuan asked again: "Then you are trapped in Nanjing because of Yuyan?"

Huo Wujiu looked up at him, paused, but still didn't make a sound.

Emperor Zhaoyuan sighed.

"You don't have to feel guilty, and you don't have to be afraid of getting angry with me," he said. "My body is so strong, I know it in my heart. Even if I don't cause so many troubles, I won't last long."

Huo Wujiu pursed his lips tightly.

Emperor Zhaoyuan looked at him.

"I just want to know why," he said.

Huo Wujiu was silent for a moment, took out several bloody letters from his bosom, and put them on Emperor Zhaoyuan's bedside.

Emperor Zhaoyuan stretched out his bony hand and picked up the letter tremblingly.

For a moment, in the entire dormitory, there was only the rustling sound of flipping the letter paper.

After a long time, a click was heard.Huo Wujiu raised his eyes, and saw that it was Emperor Zhaoyuan holding the letter, already in tears.

"Uncle." Huo Wujiu frowned and stood up, went forward to take those letters away.

"This is between me and my elder brother." Huo Wujiu frowned. "Uncle just cares about recuperating."

Emperor Zhaoyuan raised his head when he heard the words.

"It's because I didn't teach Yuyan well." He trembled and choked up, his words were broken, and he even forgot the title of emperor. "I only thought he was quiet and thoughtful, but I didn't expect him to get into the horns by himself. I also know that he is filial. Ever since I was seriously injured, he has been distressed, but I didn't expect him to complain about elder brother and you. He... this makes me die, what face do I have to see my eldest brother?"

Speaking of this, Emperor Zhao Yuan choked up and couldn't speak.

Huo Wujiu stood there, holding the letter with one hand, looking down at him, silent for a long time, the letter in his hand was crumpled.

Then, he squatted down in silence, and raised his hand awkwardly to wipe away the tears on Emperor Zhaoyuan's face.

"I don't blame you." Huo Wujiu said slowly.

Just when he was about to withdraw his hand, Emperor Zhao Yuan suddenly stretched out his hand and grabbed Huo Wujiu's hand.

That hand, bony and withered, had no strength left.But Huo Wujiu couldn't move, he was in a stalemate for a moment, and still let Emperor Zhaoyuan hold it.

"Uncle, you shouldn't say that now." Emperor Zhaoyuan exhaled tremblingly, and there was a bit of pleading in his tone. "No fault, I won't let Yuyan inherit the throne anymore. He is not in good health, and his mind is heavy. If he sits on the throne, I don't trust him or you."

As he spoke, he shook Huo Wujiu's hand.

"I know you don't care about the throne, but I have to give it to you. Uncle is relieved of you, and I want to use this to make amends to you. Uncle won't be alive for long. After I die, everything in this world will be destroyed." It's yours."

Huo Wujiu was silent for a moment without speaking.

"These should be yours in the first place." Emperor Zhaoyuan said.

But Huo Wujiu suddenly said: "It shouldn't have happened in the first place."

Emperor Zhaoyuan looked at him.The eyes of the sick are always cloudy, but now they are covered with a layer of mist, making them look pitifully hazy.

"This battle is not for the world, not for fame, but for my brothers in the Huo family army to have a place and enjoy peace and happiness." Huo Wujiu said slowly. "That's what my father said when he started the uprising."

Emperor Zhaoyuan's tears fell again.

"Brother, he..."

"Father's wish has been fulfilled now." Huo Wujiu said. "Uncle, I understand what you mean. I will do for you what you are worried about, but I didn't want to take these things in the first place."

Emperor Zhaoyuan nodded with tears in his eyes.

"Then, you should just accept uncle's compensation, okay?" Emperor Zhaoyuan said. "Then... Uncle has another unfeeling request."

Huo Wujiu knew what he wanted to say.

Sure enough, Emperor Zhao Yuan continued.

"Uncle just wants you to keep Yuyan alive after his death. For the rest of his life, even if he is deposed as a commoner and placed under house arrest in the palace, it will be good." Emperor Zhaoyuan said. "You should just give him a chance and give him a punishment, let him reflect on himself, okay?"

Huo Wujiu kept silent, after a while, he opened his mouth slowly.

"Then, in exchange, I also want to make a request to my uncle," he said.

"You say." Emperor Zhaoyuan said.

"This throne is a gift from my uncle, so I want to pass it on to another person as a gift, okay?"

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