It seems that it is a little impossible to rest on time, go to bed early and get up early.If it weren't for the phone call from Wang Xiaoyao, Wang Shengxiao felt that he would have fallen asleep with Tang Shi in his arms by now.Stirred by the phone, his calm mood was a little agitated, he coaxed Tang Shi to sleep, lay on the bed for a long time, finally got dressed and sat up, and then walked out silently.The lights on the Imperial Soldier Mountain are brilliant.It was almost twelve o'clock in the morning, and there were still a lot of lights from the top to the bottom of the mountain.During this time, the Imperial Soldier Mountain was very lively.The high-level of the three major groups, the high-level of the Beihai Jun Regiment, Xuan Ming who is in charge of intelligence, Liu Shuanghua, the heads of the various laboratories in the Beihai, the Heavenly Forces and internal guards, and the high-level of the various sword-wielding families...
Almost all, important people from the North Sea gathered here.Wang Shengxiao walked aimlessly on the Emperor Soldier Mountain.He had let go of almost everything in his hands during this time.Those things that have almost completely crushed him in the past few years, countless things within the Beihai Wang Clan, large and small, he have all pushed them away.Even at the end of last month, he didn't make any arrangements for his attack on Wang Xiaoyao, but just called several high-ranking members of the Beihai Jun Regiment and Xuan Ming, who was in charge of intelligence, to a meeting, saying that he wanted to make some trouble for the second uncle.Then all the resources of Beihai were moved, and they began to fight with Wang Xiaoyao at all levels, as for Wang Shengxiao himself, after the order was issued, he didn't pay much attention to the situation in this regard.There are many things in Beihai, all aspects, as long as Wang Shengxiao wants to do it, there are almost things he can deal with personally every moment of every day, and in the past few years, he has been in this extremely busy state.And now, he seems to be really tired of it, and he hardly cares about the various matters that keep coming to him, or the affairs in the hands of the poet.After making trouble for Wang Xiaoyao, Wang Shengxiao's mobile phone was turned off, and basically no one was seen, and he was completely in a posture of throwing his hands at the shopkeeper.There are a lot of important people on the Emperor Soldier Mountain, and in the case of not being able to find Wang Shengxiao, the figures in various fields began to coordinate and cooperate with each other, because he gave up for a short time, so far, the various resources on the Emperor Soldier Mountain are still operating in an extremely efficient way, without the slightest accident.Wang Shengxiao walked silently, looking at the lights around him, thinking uncontrollably in his head.What happens if it doesn't work out.If he loses to the second uncle, what will happen to his wife and children.If the Beihai Wang clan declines in his own hands, how should future generations, especially his descendants, evaluate themselves.When my father walks out of Beihai Prison after he recovers, and looks at the Beihai Wang clan falling from the clouds, what kind of mood will he have, and will he be disappointed in himself...
All sorts of thoughts kept jumping in my head.The surrounding lights seemed to be far away, becoming hazy and trance-like.Wang Shengxiao was still walking, but his eyes were gradually a little dull, and his whole mind no longer knew where it had drifted.There seemed to be a sound ringing in my ears.It was as if they were the guards on the mountain, they were greeting themselves and saluting, but they couldn't hear what they were saying.He was still walking until the sound in his ears grew denser.A familiar voice sounded in front of him.“...
Night...
Over here...
What?
”He paused as he lifted his footsteps, feeling as if his leg was being held by a soft, fragile little thing.Some immature voices rang out: "Dad...
Dad..."
Wang Shengxiao lowered his head.His eyes, which seemed to be unfocused, gradually gained focus, and he saw his son, who was holding his legs and seemed to want to climb up.Before he knew it, he walked in front of Xia Zhi's residence.Xia Zhi was still sitting in a wheelchair, with Song Ci walking over on the side, and then Haotian on his legs.Three generations of grandparents and grandchildren gathered around a small stone table with fruit plates, and they seemed to be chatting.Wang Shengxiao was stunned.He looked at the little thing on his lap, took a deep breath, and picked him up."
Dad, speak...
Tale. ”The little boy was immature but earnest.There was another voice on the side, it seemed that Song Ci was refusing her son's request for herself, and her mother was asking why she came here...
It's so far away...
These voices, gentle tones...
Wang Shengxiao suddenly felt very cold, he hugged his son hard, feeling his weight, he felt like he was laughing, but he couldn't grasp his expression at all.Xiao Haotian in his arms kept urging his father to tell a story, but he never got a response, he seemed to be in a hurry, he grew his little mouth hard, and leaned his head over to bite him."
Okay, will the story."
Wang Shengxiao smiled, he didn't answer the questions of his mother and wife, he walked aside with the child in his arms, and began to tell the story as if no one was around.Song Ci, who was snubbed by her husband, bit her lip lightly, lowered her head and sniffed."
Do you blame him?"
Xia Zhi's gentle voice came.Song Ci shook his head silently."
So, hate him?"
Xia Solstice continued to ask.Song Ci still shook her head, after giving birth to a child, her figure was plump, and it was almost late at night, she looked a little lazy and delicate, this was a woman who could interpret the charm of the word young woman to the fullest, but at this time, her face was numb, her eyes were empty, as if she was dead."
Actually, he should be hated and blamed."
Xia Zhi said softly, her voice was very light, like the night wind on the mountain: "It shouldn't be like this...
In this era, the crisis is too heavy, he is my son...
If he could have been born decades earlier, he would have been excellent compared to any patriarch of the Beihai King Clan, but...
The family has reached this point. ”Xia Zhi's attitude was very calm, but his voice was incoherent, even with an imperceptible trembling."
In the past few years, he has had too many things...
He...
Crushed. ”"It's his responsibility."
Song Ci said in a low voice, her voice was a little hoarse: "Mom, will you blame your father?"
”"Of course."
Xia Zhi nodded, she gritted her teeth and her eyes reddened: "Of course I blame him, I hate him, bastards, the men of the Beihai Wang clan, they are all bastards, they are all bastards!"
”Her voice was undisguised.Wang Shengxiao, who was telling his son a story, paused, and after a few seconds, the story began to continue.Song Ci was silent, stretched out his hand and held Xia Zhi's palm.Bitterness, helplessness, sadness, unwillingness, reluctance...
All kinds of emotions, in fact, were already there about a few months ago, after the failure of the alliance to besiege Li Tianlan, the result was basically certain, and the complete loss of Li Tianlan's strength and the rise of Jiang Shangyu further advanced the process of something.In this process, Xia Zhi, Song Ci, Tang Poems, not without effort, Xia Zhi even said to give up the Beihai Wang, but it was useless.Wang Shengxiao has made up his mind, he is the patriarch of the Beihai Wang clan, and under his will, no one can stop him from doing anything.Song Ci's mood is the summer solstice, and Song Ci can be sure that some of the moods he doesn't have are also in the summer solstice.This is also a woman who really gave everything for the Beihai Wang clan.Decades ago, she was also the daughter-in-law of the Beihai Wang, and then became the mistress of the Beihai Wang.Her foundation, her life, her future, her talents, all things have become the cornerstone of the Beihai King's Clan.A few years ago, she almost lost her husband.And this year, tonight, she is about to lose her son.The only son.Song Ci wanted to be comforted, but when her mouth opened, her tears had already flowed out first.She could only hold Xia Solstice's hand tightly.A mother, a wife.One is about to lose his son, the other is about to lose her husband.And right next to them, the little boy who was only a few years old sat on Wang Shengxiao's lap, babbling and clapping his hands, laughing from time to time, the night breeze was quiet, and he was still very young, he didn't know that he was about to lose his father.Wang Shengxiao told a few small stories and came to the stone table with his son in his arms.Half of the fruit bowl on the table remained.Wang Shengxiao reached out and took a piece of orange and put it in his mouth to eat, and said with a smile: "It's so sweet." ”"Sour.Didn't you see that we didn't even eat?
”The summer solstice sound is a little cold."
Uh..."
Wang Shengxiao laughed and scratched his head: "I don't have a good sense of taste, I actually think it's quite sweet." ”He ate another slice and shook his head: "It's still sweet, the taste is not accurate, what's the use of this?"
”"Yes, it's useless, just throw it away, don't want it."
Xia Zhi's voice suddenly became excited, and it was extremely sharp in the night: "It's useless, just throw it away, your mother is also a useless thing, your two wives and your son, it's all useless things, just throw them away, don't want them, just hold your family, your Beihai Wang family, that's the most important thing, isn't it?"
Keep it, keep it, and forget the rest!
”Xiao Haotian, who was still laughing on the side, had never seen his grandmother lose such a big temper, so he was stunned for a while, and then burst into tears.Song Ci silently took the child and held it in his arms, lowered his head, and was silent.Wang Shengxiao was silent for a while.Don't say that Xiao Haotian has never seen such a grandmother, in his memory, he has also never seen such a mother."
Mom..."
Wang Shengxiao slowly spoke, trying to make his voice as soft as possible: "Don't be angry, I..."
He opened his mouth, and suddenly found that he didn't know what to say.Because he knows very well that it is useless to say anything.Xia Zhi sniffed, with a nasal voice: "What about poetry?"
”"Asleep."
Wang Shengxiao said softly: "If it goes well, she should also give you a grandson, or granddaughter or something." ”"What about the son?"
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Xia Zhi looked at her son, her eyes were red: "Where is my son?"
I have grandchildren, where is my son?
Wang Shengxiao, can you give me back my son?
I beg you, I beg you, give me back my son!
”Wang Shengxiao's palms clenched suddenly, his body tensed, he gritted his teeth for a long time before he said softly: "Mom...""
Don't call me Mom!"
Xia Zhi stared at Wang Shengxiao fiercely.Wang Shengxiao slowly stood up from the ground, he was shameless to face his mother, as if he wanted to escape, but after hesitating, he still faced the summer solstice, slowly bent his knees, knelt on the ground, and kowtowed a few times.Xia Zhi's eyes were chaotic, her emotions were almost broken, she kept taking deep breaths, and she forced her consciousness: "How long will it take?"
”"Probably, less than seventy-two hours."
Wang Shengxiao knelt on the ground and said softly.