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Chapter 14 The family has a loving mother

On Zhao Kuo's side, he had just sent away the envoy Zheng Zhu, and heard the good news that the Qin people stopped their attack.

Di told him this news. Di still has many friends, and he can always hear a lot of news. He excitedly entered the courtyard, pushed away several guests in front of him, squeezed into Zhao Kuo, and said happily: "Shao Jun! Zheng Jun has completed his mission! I heard that the Qin people have stopped attacking the Zhao people and retreated for five miles. The war seems to be over!"

Di said, looking at everyone proudly, waiting for everyone's inquiry.

However, unexpectedly, not only did everyone not ask him more about the war, but instead snorted disdainfully and continued to be busy with his own affairs. Even Zhao Kuo looked at him calmly, pondered for a moment, and then said, "I have heard about this matter in the morning, and both the two and the three sons know about it."

When Di heard this, he was furious and asked, "Who has so many tongues? Can confidential things like war be spread at will?"

Zhao Kuo ignored this guy, glanced at him in anger, turned around and went back to the house. Di was still scolding him angrily, but fortunately he couldn't stand it anymore, so he pulled Dila aside and said, "It's Mr. Ping who lives next door. His child sent another letter. Mr. Ping asked Mr. Ping to help read the letter. The news of the ceasefire is what Shaojun knows from this letter. You guy, you are the one who talks the most on weekdays, and you dare to complain about others talking too much?"

Di was still a little unhappy, snorted coldly, and turned his head away.

Zhao Kuo sat indoors with his brows frowned. He began to doubt his memories of his previous life. He knew about the war and the Battle of Changping on paper, but he didn't remember that Qin had ceased war with Zhao to negotiate peace? Is this incident of killing 400,000 surrendered soldiers in Zhao State a fabrication of later generations?

This morning, Mr. Ping hurried to find him, saying that the child had sent another letter. Zhao Kuo saw this and found out that the Qin and Zhao ceased to fight. Mr. Ping's son was very excited and said he would be back soon. Mr. Ping was naturally even happier. He had not seen his son for a year. Perhaps he was too happy. He picked up his mulberry stick, danced in Zhao Kuo's courtyard, and beat him in every corner, as a way to exorcise evil spirits for Zhao Kuo's courtyard and bless him.

Gong Ping is a famous ghost-exorcist in Mafu Township. If any child or old man has a strange situation, he will ask Gong Ping to exorcise them. At first, Zhao Kuo hated this old man who pretended to be a ghost. However, after seeing Gong Ping exorcist in person, he gradually began to respect the elder. Gong Ping did not charge any money to exorcist, and he would not force those patients to drink any talisman water.

He would take his mulberry stick and gently pat these people, telling them that the ghosts on your body have left and you are safe. In Zhao Kuo's view, Gong Ping is more like a psychiatrist. He can give patients a kind of encouragement mentally. When he meets some old people who have been ill due to missing their children, he would sit down and talk to others and persuade them. He could see him holding his blind old wife all day long and exorcising ghosts and blessings for others.

Zhao Kuo likes this kind old couple very much. Their happy and gentle smile can heal many people.

As the news of the truce spread, Zhao State was full of smiles everywhere, and old, young, women and children gathered at the gates of the township, singing Zhao songs, waiting for the return of their relatives. Seeing such a joyful and joyful scene, Zhao Kuo was in a much better mood. No matter whether he remembered it wrongly, as long as he could not fight, this was a great joy, and it was the case for anyone.

Three or four days passed like this, and Zhao's mother returned from Mafushan.

When Zhao Kuo heard the news, he was both happy and sad. Of course, the reason for the joy was because his mother came back, and the reason for the sadness was because Ge, annoying old guy, also came back. Zhao Kuo went out to greet him in person, and his mother got off the carriage with a smile. Zhao Kuo's reputation in Zhao State became increasingly famous. Although Zhao's mother knew how capable her child was, she was also very happy when she heard others praise her child.

As soon as Zhao's mother got off the car, there were more than a dozen guests around her. She bent down and said, "Go to see the mistress!" Zhao's mother was shocked and said, "Please get up with both two and three sons. My child is not good. There are so many people who are willing to follow him to live and die. This is his blessing. I want to thank the two and three sons on his behalf." After hearing Zhao's mother's words, the guests were very frightened and immediately said:

"There is no mistress in the world to thank the disciples. Moreover, being able to follow Shaojun is the luckiest thing for us. We will respect you as our mother. Please treat us as our children to discipline you. If you have any unreasonable behavior, please make sure to correct it, and we are all willing to follow it."

Zhao's mother smiled and looked at Ge beside her and said, "Take it out." Ge looked at the three retainers following behind. These people were holding the package in their arms. They walked up and gently placed the package in front of Zhao's mother, and opened it in person. Only then did everyone see clearly what was inside the package. It was actually all short swords, and each package had five or six handles. Zhao's mother said, "These are short swords of Ma Fujun, which have been hidden at home, and there is no use to get it."

"Today, I will give you these swords."

"Miss Mother!", the guests were shocked and knelt in front of Zhao's mother. In this era, facing their heads of the family, and even the monarch, they only needed to bend over and bow, but the angle of worship was a bit large, and they had to bend down completely. The kneeling ceremony was only used when facing their parents and elders. The guests were so generous that they had regarded Zhao's mother as their mother, so Zhao's mother did not let them get up and recognized these "sons".

When the sword was distributed, everyone could get a hand. Zhao's mother sighed: "Before the arrival, I was worried that I could not divide it. Now it seems that this is God's will."

Zhao Kuo was also a little surprised and took Zhao's mother into the room. The guests happily tested the sword in the courtyard, and there were only mother and son in the room.

"Jun Yan, are you sick?"

"I'm not bad. Everyone respects me all the way, just because I am your mother. This situation was only happened when your father defeated Qin. I was very worried before, afraid that you would be arrogant because of these reputations. I didn't expect that you could maintain a humble attitude and treat others politely, and I no longer worry!" Zhao's mother said happily.

Zhao Kuo smiled shyly and said nothing.

Zhao's mother said again: "I heard that the war between Qin and Zhao State has ended. When entering the horse uniform, many people were waiting for their relatives at the door. They were all from our villagers and the fellows who were the heroes of their war for Zhao State. You can send someone to give them a seat and let them sit and wait."

"I understand, Yan Jun."

The two talked for a long time before Zhao Kuo sighed: "When you took out the sword, just now, I was still very worried, afraid that someone among them would resent because they did not receive the reward. Unexpectedly, the sword was just enough. Is it really God's will?" Hearing his son's doubts, Zhao's mother couldn't help but cover her face and laugh. She looked around and whispered: "We have more than 30 swords in our family. I brought them specially after I found out the number of people, of course it will be enough."

Zhao Kuo was stunned, then laughed and said, "I understand."

"I almost forgot..." Zhao's mother said, taking out two fresh peaches from her sleeve, handed them to Zhao Kuo, and said, "You eat first, I also brought some scallions and Yun, I'll cook for you." Zhao Kuo hurriedly stopped her and said, "Jun Yan, there is a kitchen at home, how can you keep busy? Just rest at home." Zhao's mother said a little angry and unhappy:

"At the time, your father was just a rent-collecting official, so I cooked with you for your father. After he was named Ma Fujun, he did not dislike the food I cooked. Now you do not have the military achievements of your father, so do you dislike my food?"

"I'm afraid that Yan Jun will be tired..." Zhao Kuo said helplessly, but unfortunately he couldn't persuade Zhao's mother. His father Zhao She was Fengjun who came from the bottom. When he was young, his family was not wealthy and suffered a lot with Zhao's mother. After becoming Ma Fujun, the two did not change their previous style of thrift. Zhao's mother often cooked. The kitchen at home was still invited by Zhao Kuo because Zhao's mother gradually grew older.

As soon as he walked out of the door, Zhao Kuo heard familiar shouts.

Ge started arguing with Di again.
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