Hong Yuan's health was getting worse and worse. This time, the military operation was completely dominated by Heng Yu. Jun Yan, who was far away in Luoyang, struggled several times. At first, he made a fool of himself to disagree with the sending of troops. Later, he wanted to send someone to pick Heng Yu's results and divide Heng Yu's achievements. However, under the huge external pressure, he could only grit his teeth and agree to Heng Yu's request to send troops.

After agreeing, there was endless panic again.

Chen Ping and Song clan exposed so many trump cards. Even if Song Mingchu and the two had to return to Luoyang from the north after they achieved the results, Jun Yan felt completely insecure.

The day before the troops were sent, Fu Yi came over to find Hengyu.

The incident that day was not clear, and the two were still good friends.

"In the early Ming Dynasty, do we have to win the results before returning?"

"This is naturally. Yu never fights unprepared wars. Your and my lives are life, and the lives of soldiers are life. The soldiers who died for this battle can only save the results of the battle. "

You should also understand the consequences of victory in the early Ming Dynasty.

Why sow the emperor's nerves?

"After this battle, Yu will return to Luoyang." Heng Yu said.

There was a surprise in Fu Yi's eyes, "Okay."

It was not very difficult to prepare for three years just to defeat Di Rong and Xianbei, who had already collapsed internally. The achievements of Di Rong and Xianbei were originally made by Song Xuan and Heng Yu, and she would never allow this achievement to fall on others no matter what.

It was only more than a month before Di Rong completely surrendered to the Jin Dynasty. In two months, the Xianbei bowed their heads and surrendered to the emperor.

Heng Yu was so impressed with unstoppable military achievements. Although she led only one hundred personal soldiers back to the court and did not have the posture of a first-class general who was so powerful that she could attract the attention of the world.

The emperor's bedroom has been decorated in a new batch.

Song Fang himself was responsible for the information about Song family. He looked at the information coming from his castration and his face was cold and stern.

His Majesty, they are becoming more and more impetuous.

On the day Hengyu entered Luoyang, Luoyang started from the main city wall, and along the road were surrounded by people who came to watch and welcome Hengyu. The private rooms on the second floor of the restaurants on both sides of the street were also full of private rooms. Many wealthy families had set up a private room to watch the fun.

The young general wearing light armor was greeted by the warmest welcome as soon as he entered Luoyang.

"General!"

"General, look at this."

"General, welcome to triumph!!!"

The girls in Luoyang were like crazy, raising the highest decibels within their ability. Song Fang was about to complain, but his wife flew over with a sharp knife, so she was too scared to speak more.

OK, who said his wife was born from Ning Weijun? His status as a dear husband is not as good as his cousin Yu'er.

Heng Yu smiled with his eyebrows, long hair and tied with his hair, soft facial features, but because of the sharpness between his eyebrows, it seemed a little difficult to distinguish between male and female.

Just throw fruits and flowers, the girl in Luoyang wished she could throw all the valuable things on Hengyu, and threw the precious jade pendants and jewelry on Hengyu as if she didn't have money. If she hadn't had her agility, she would have been smashed out long ago. Su Lan and others, who were originally behind her, would have been so scared that they didn't dare to follow them too tightly. After all, it was not a girl with good accuracy, and the possibility of accidental injury was too great.

There are four carriages in Luoyang streets, but they are blocked by the carnival girls and cannot get out of the way. It took Hengyu more than an hour to enter a city. When he returned to the Song Mansion, it was completely dark.

Many years later, the grand scene of her riding a horse into Luoyang was still sung by the world and became a temporary story.

I had a good rest for a night, and Heng Yu got up before dawn the next day.

After breakfast, she went to the study. When Song Fang led his wife Ye Pingrou to find Hengyu, Hengyu was sorting out some of his thoughts into a book.

"Do you choose men's styles when wearing regular clothes at home? Others are afraid that they will be curious about when I, Chen Ping, had another man." Song Fang led Ye Pingrou to sit opposite Hengyu, looked at her men's outfit, and said helplessly.

"It's just for freedom when wearing regular clothes on your body, so where do you care about men's or women's clothing?" Heng Yu said indifferently.

Ignoring Song Fang, Heng Yu and Ye Pingrou started to talk softly.

Song Fang and Ye Pingrou got married half a year ago. The relationship between them has always been good. As they chatted, the topics couldn't help but talked from family matters to current affairs.

Without further discussion, shortly after Song Fang and his wife left her yard, a servant sent all the information they had just sorted out recently to Hengyu's study room.

After dinner in the evening, Heng Yu went to Song Ni's yard. After the servant informed her, she lifted the bead curtain in the study and walked slowly to the opposite side of Song Ni, kneeling down, and her eyes fell on Song Ni's face.

Song Ni was practicing calligraphy, but the pen in his hand had never stopped, "Here you come."

"uncle."

"After coming back, stay in Luoyang first."

"yes."

The study suddenly became quiet. Song Ni finished the last stroke, put down the brush and held the peach blossom paper, blew it on it and accelerated the ink marks. The four-character iron and silver hooks were painted with a strong momentum.

"In the early Ming Dynasty, you are the most outstanding girl in the Song generation of Chen Ping, and you have been very sharp since childhood. But from today on, what you want you to learn is the four words on paper." Song Ni handed over the written peach blossom paper to Hengyu, and Hengyu took it respectfully and said with his hands down: "Don't worry, uncle, you have a sense of responsibility in the early Ming Dynasty."

She has been in the limelight, and it is indeed time to keep a low profile for a while.

When I left Song Ni's study, there was a tiny spring rain outside.

The maid standing under the eaves opened the umbrella for Hengyu. Hengyu reached out to take it and walked into the rain and fog. She walked through the corridor and came to the courtyard. She opened the umbrella again and walked into the rain and fog. She folded the tender leaves on the lush purple flute bamboo growing beside the yard, wiped off the water traces on the leaves, and played a sad song in the thick night.

It's another spring rain.

Hengyu began to live a life without leaving home, and even He Jia and others handed over a greeting to Hengyu.

Song Ni's body was not as healthy as before. After discussing with Heng Yu and others, he soon wrote a letter to resign from his post and resigned from the position of the Three Dukes. There was no one from the Song family of Chen Ping, above the high position of the Three Dukes and Nine Ministers.

Many people can feel a depressing atmosphere lingering over Luoyang, storm-like.

But no one did anything. The Jin Dynasty had good weather and the people were recuperating. The emperors on the throne became more and more debaucherous because of their nervousness. They built tall buildings for their favorite concubines. At the court meeting, they openly insulted the Ningwei General He Jia, ignored the floods in Jiangnan, and promoted the favorite concubines to the high position...

There was Qingliu in the court with earnest words, but he was forced to hit the beam in the hall and splattered blood to repay his innocence. This matter could not be suppressed at all. After the news came out, the world was shocked, and the aristocratic clan was directly angry. Although this Qingliu was only from a third-class aristocratic clan, he was also a member of the aristocratic clan. His Majesty was dissatisfied with him. Was he also taking the opportunity to express his dissatisfaction with the aristocratic clan?

The Song Mansion gate that was closed was also filled with some lingering carriages.

Heng Yu and others still ignored the troubles in the outside world.

Because Song Ni has reached the day when the oil is exhausted.

There were many people around the room. Song Ni fell asleep in a daze and was awakened by the sobs beside her. She opened her eyes in a daze and sighed to her old wife sitting by the head of the bed in a hoarse voice: "It's just that fate has come, don't be sad. You are in poor health, but you can't stand the crying day and night."

Song Ning stopped sobs and carefully held Song Ni's hand, "Aren't I going to cry? Thirty years ago, I went out with my sisters in the clan. I saw the handsome and romantic husband of Song. Look at how haggard you are now."

"I'm old, and I'm not afraid of being laughed at by the children." Song Ni smiled, his movements were a little larger, and he accidentally touched the trachea, and another violent coughing sound was heard.

He patted Song Ning's hand, "You take someone out first, I have something to explain." His eyes fell on Heng Yu and Song Fang.

Song Ning knew that Song Ni was going to explain the family's affairs next, so she wiped her tears silently and took the doctors in the house, Song Qi and others out.

Song Fang and Heng Yu approached the bed and half-squatted down.

Song Ni said to Song Fang first, "After I'm the first seven, you will take over as the patriarch."

"Father..." Song Fang's voice was filled with a hint of crying.

There is nothing that Song Ni can't see through this life. She tried hard to wave her hand to make Song Fang calm down. Her eyes fell in the void and slowly moved to Heng Yu. "Yu'er, my uncle asked you one last time, what do you think of the imperial power and the aristocratic race?"

Heng Yu held Song Ni's hand and said in a deep voice: "Whether the imperial power or the aristocratic family, they will definitely become history under the influence of the times. They can only be fascinated by it, not to be reborn."

In the old days, the swallows in front of the King and Xie Hall flew into the homes of ordinary people.

How cruel and... ordinary it is.

Things are changing rapidly.

"Do you want this world?"

"Yes." She answered calmly and firmly, as if she was telling a very ordinary thing.

Song Ni felt that his strength had recovered a lot, so he struggled to sit up

Song Fang was right next to him, and when he saw this scene, the tip of his nose felt sore.

Song Ni couldn't feel Song Fang's ups and downs. He asked Hengyu in a deep voice, "You and Xuan'er wanted to pacify the world and unify the country in troubled times. Since then, have you been thinking about this?"

"Cousin Xuan wants the world to be stable, and Mingchu wants to use his remaining plans to pacify the world. Pair Di Rong, eliminate the Xianbei, destroy the Xiongnu, and Dingyan Dynasty. Even if you only complete one of them, you can leave a name in history, not to mention that Mingchu has the ability to complete all four of them. My uncle was the one on the throne at the beginning, but he didn't want to capture the world long ago." Hengyu had some reason, his tone was originally plain, but at the end he closed his eyes and calmed down his thoughts.

She has talent, but no emperor can completely let her perform.

Now that someone wants to insult her and kill her, what if she takes the world?

In the long history, she has received so much praise and has also carried so much infamy.

But in the end, the arrival of the prosperous times in the future will tell her her achievements.

"In the early Ming Dynasty, what I am most worried about is you. Your father once wrote to you when you were young and told me that you had been halo since you were young. My uncle was actually very grateful and worried over the years. Where would you take your family?"

"How the family will continue in a hundred years depends on future generations, but as long as the Ming Dynasty is in the early Ming Dynasty, the status of the leader of the Chen Ping and Song family will definitely be unshakable." However, the momentum of the aristocratic family will inevitably be suppressed.

Heng Yu did not say the last words, and Song Ni passed away with a smile in her firm and powerful words.

On that day, the news of Song Ni's death spread to the palace, and the empress dowager gave grace. Jun Yan was playing in the palace of the favorite concubine at that time. When he heard the news, he could no longer stop laughing ecstasy in his heart. After restraining his expression, he walked out of the favored concubine's palace with a heavy face, sat on the imperial chasing to the imperial study room, and found the three dukes and nine ministers, told everyone the news with a heavy face, and personally gave generous grace.

Heng Yu had already changed into clothes for mourning, and the mourning hall had been built long ago. Heng Yu knelt in front of the mourning hall and heard the news from the person below, and his face was expressionless.

Once Song Ni died, Jun Yan could no longer hold back.

He has been waiting for so many years. Over the years, the threat from Chen Ping and Song has been hanging high by his neck but has not fallen. However, this threat that cannot fall can even drive people to crazy. Jun Yan has long been wandering on the verge of collapse. Now Song Ni's death is the best catalyst.

On that day, all the tribes also sent things. On the first seventh day of Song Ni, He Jia also came with her father to mourn.

She followed the crowd to Hengyu. The two of them looked at each other inadvertently, and He Jia nodded slightly.

Then, Fu Yi also came over.

The man who was once unparalleled in the past was polished by the world, which made people feel a little unrestrained. His eyes fell tightly on Heng Yu, wanting to ask something, but he didn't know what answer he wanted to hear from the other person's mouth.
To be continued...