"Don't care about these things. The factory's military and military intelligence department is enough to investigate clearly. I am most worried about the lives of the people in the capital before and after the New Year," Wei Yang said. "Your Majesty, the food remuneration obtained by the militia this time is probably to cause dissatisfaction among the civilians in the capital. At the end of the year, every civilian family will have a hard life and have to live a few good days. Once this conflict causes a big disturbance, it will be a real big disturbance."

The old emperor agreed deeply.

"I originally wanted to remind you to pay attention. Since you have thought of it, then you can do it." The old emperor yawned, "I am sleepy, I want to sleep, you should rest early," Jingxian reminded, "I am not young, I have a few children early, people leave their voices and people leave their names, people keep their descendants and grass leaves their roots, have you remember?"

Wei Yang scratched his head and said that during the Chinese New Year, there were also large troops urging marriage to give birth to a new year?

I was speechless all night and just got up the next day. Xiangyang smiled and sent a piece of information.

She got up very early.

"Look, among the people we treated, some have now returned to normal life. There is a young man who was abducted from the capital. Today, I came to their house." Xiangyang's smile was very warm. This is a good thing that is rare.

Wei Yang hurriedly picked up the notice and took a look, and flicked the white paper hard.

There is really a poor person who was originally abducted and trafficked into the hands of the gangs in the world.

Wei Zhaoxin, twenty-six years old, was captured and wandered around the world twenty-two years ago. In the world, he was controlled by a criminal gang specializing in picking and cutting off life. He lived a life worse than death for more than 20 years. Although he was a human body, he was covered with monkey hair. Because he could understand people's words, he was not abandoned by the gang when he was old, and instead took him to the western front to continue making money.

In Beitingcheng, Wei Yang killed the Jianghu sects, and Wei Zhaoxin was rescued. Later, the Baiyao disciples arrived in the western border. Combined with the basic surgical methods that were already proficient in the military, the doctors in the army gradually returned to Wei Zhaoxin and other poor people. They spent a while in Beitingcheng. Seeing that the Western Army also arrived in the capital this year, the Military Information Department and Beitingcheng Military Hospital solicited Wei Zhaoxin's opinions. After clarifying where his family was, they finally sent this poor person who had been in the Jianghu for 22 years back to his doorstep.

Wei Zhaoxin was hunched over in habit, but raised his head to look at the door that was already blurred and had no impression in his memory.

The old Wei family in Xicheng is still a family of scholars.

At this time, the male owner of the Wei family, Wei Jiashu was so nervous that he rubbed his hands. His wife fainted from crying and came back to life. She could no longer stand up while holding the table.

Wei Zhaoyong, the second male man in the Wei family, had red eyes and stared at the door with his waist knife in his hand.

He didn't know that he had an elder brother before. Until half a year ago, when a Western Army caravan passed by their doorstep, Wei Zhaoyong found out that he was a 26-year-old man named Wei Zhaoxin and asked about his home. Because he was curious about the name and his fate, he talked about his father who came home from somewhere, and the whole family hugged his head and cried. Only then did Wei Zhaoyong realize that Wei Zhaoxin was his brother.

Wei Jiashu clenched his fists. Over the years, he had never given up looking for his son. He was a scholar who abandoned literature, martial arts, and swordsmanship. His family had even reached the point where he often ate porridge, wine, but he still had not moved to another place. He just wanted to find his lost eldest son by himself, hoping that one day he could return here according to his memories.

Today, the child is coming back!

A gentle sigh came from outside the door, and Wei Jiashu rushed out in one step.

Wei Zhaoyong supported his mother who was only in his forties but was like a 60-year-old man. He used all his strength to take the first step.

With a creak, the door was pushed open.

There is no wind in the yard, but snow is covered with the ground, which is in sharp contrast with the mottled walls and the old yard gate.

Outside the door, wearing a gray suit, holding a bag in his hand, and a shallow trace of hair removal on his face, Wei Zhaoxin stood outside the low threshold and looked at everything in the yard.

He tried to do everything he could to remember everything he wanted to remember.

Wei Jiashu burst into tears in an instant.

It was his son, his eldest son with a miserable life, and his relatives he had never found even though he had searched all over the world!

His appearance is what his uncle looked like back then, but his face looks like him.

Wei Jiashu suddenly shivered a few times, and he reached out to try to travel through the not-so-small yard.

The lady's eyes were dizzy, and she saw only a figure at the door with music.

She held the door frame first, wiped her tears with one hand, and shouted: "My son, Wei's man Zhaoxin, you are back!"

Wei Zhaoxin took a deep breath and slowly crossed the threshold little by little and walked in.

His steps were extremely slow. He walked more than ten steps and then walked into the yard, but the more than ten steps seemed to be half a cup of tea.

"Brother!" Wei Zhaoyong shouted softly.

The two brothers seemed to be carved from the same mold, and he was sure that was the eldest brother he had never met before.

Suddenly, the half-closed door was knocked open from outside. A tall young woman was holding a child with one hand, her hair was already scattered, and her eyes were like ripe peaches. She only took a look at the door and shouted sadly: "Wei Zhaoxin, brother, you, you are back!"

This sound, like a morning bell and evening drum, like a yellow bell, exploded in Wei Zhaoxin's mind.

He forgot how his family looked, but he did not forget that he had an older sister. He was naughty at young age, but his father was very strict. Every time he made a mistake, his sister would help him get beaten up, and then he would hold a book and scold him with a straight face: "Wei Zhaoxin, you are my eldest brother and the eldest son of the Wei family. If you want to become a talent, you can't be naughty anymore!"

Every time he finished saying this, he was naughty and beaten again a few days later.

Wei Zhaoxin will always remember that he seemed to be taught a lesson by his sister every day before he finally got over this day.

"Sister?" Wei Zhaoxin looked back and looked at the familiar but also strange woman.

In his memory, his sister always had the little girl who was wearing a braid and a stern face to teach him a lesson.

How did she...

"Uncle." The two children dragged by the woman's hands blinked and called out earnestly.

The heat in Wei Zhaoxin's chest was turbulent, and the sky was spinning in an instant. He felt the stars shifting, and the whole yard was filled with his sister's voice: "Wei Zhaoxin, you are my eldest brother and the eldest son of the Wei family. You want to become a talent!"

No, no more naughty!

Wei Zhaoxin's hands and feet became weak, and the bag in his hand fell to the ground with a clang.

He swallowed even more, and suddenly it seemed as if something was blocking in his throat. He could not make a sound, he could not make a sound, he could not make a sound, but he could only cry like this, but he couldn't help but think that one day, Beiting City, a sword flashing cold light cut through the endless darkness of the abyss for twenty-two years, and cut the sunshine, the thick earth, and the fireworks on him.

"General!" Wei Zhaoxin said, and his heart was filled with clarity.

He remembered everything in an instant.

The old-fashioned father and gentle mother like to teach his sister a lesson.

Also, the younger brother who has already walked up to him and is extremely similar to him?

Wei Jiashu leaned against the door, crying without the strength to come out.

But the lady slowly and firmly, she didn't need anyone to support her. She walked to Wei Zhaoxin and slowly stroked Wei Zhaoxin's face with her thin hands.

Wei Zhaoxin's mouth trembled violently, and he pushed the golden mountain and turned the jade pillar. He knelt in the snow without crying, but his eyes were filled with tears, and he said softly: "Mom, I'm back, I'm back."

The woman nodded and pursed her lips. The skin on her face seemed to fall. She didn't cry and patted her son's face hard. She only asked: "My son, what do you want to eat?"
Chapter completed!