In the middle of the night, a private house in Guihua Hutong was brightly lit.

Tie Changying was sitting in the upper room, staring at Tieyihou motionlessly.

Tieyihou had not woken up yet, his face had been cleaned up, and no trace of blood was visible. However, a piece of blood-seeking gauze on his left eye was a bit dazzling, making people uncomfortable to look at.

My father is old, and although his body is still healthy compared to his peers, when it rains, his injured leg will be unbearable and can only be relieved by taking medicine. In my memory, the young and upright back has begun to hunch over, and his temples are frosty. Even the eyes that could have been as clear as the fire, now there is only one left...

Tie Changying couldn't tell what he felt in his heart. He murmured to himself: "Father, you are old and your courage has become smaller. Why can't you see such a good opportunity in front of you? Heroes come from troubled times, and your son doesn't want people to say that they are lucky and reincarnated, so that they have today's status and achievements. But in peace in the world, it's not easy to become a true hero? Now that the turmoil has already begun, there is just a lack of such an opportunity in front of your son, why are you going to be the one who is in charge of fighting against others!"

The candle fire in the house was as dark as beans, and Tie Changying opened her mouth unknowingly. Maybe these words had been suppressed in her heart for too long, or maybe it was a rare opportunity for him to speak, so he couldn't stop his words, and poured out like a torrent of opening the gate: "Father, you're afraid you don't know that many people outside are questioning the child's ability and treating the child as the idle playboy!" Speaking of this, Tie Changying's face, which had not changed for thousands of years, suddenly seemed to collapse. Looking closely with the candle fire, it turned out to be extremely ferocious.

"The child was enlightened at the age of three, started practicing martial arts at the age of five, and started studying strategies and tactics at the age of ten. He was already familiar with military books at the age of twelve, and was very successful at the age of fifteen. He dared not say that he was a genius, but he was hardworking and harder than other people's children. Over the years, has the child disappointed you and your mother?" Tie Changying's eyes were stunned, as if he was trapped in memories.

"No matter whether it is the cold winter or the hot summer, I will start to cry when the chickens crow? First go to the garden to punch a few times, then take a few swords. Isn't it that Father and Hou you said, 'Our family is passed down through martial arts. Even if you have power now, the skill in your hands cannot be abandoned'. The child has heard you, so that he can work so hard, in order to continue the spirit of our Tie Family and let the three words Tieyi Hou pass on forever."

Tie Changying murmured and sighed, then said, "I know your character. In your life, you are best at placing troops and setting up formations. Once a person stands on the battlefield, he will have an indescribable aura. It seems that your domineering aura is innate. This is probably what you say! Therefore, you rarely defeat wars in your life, and it is not an exaggeration to say that you will win triumphs every time. I believe that no one in the court can defeat you. You are indeed a good player in war, but you do not understand politics. "

Tie Changying was like a person who hadn't spoken for more than ten years. When he got the opportunity, he poured out all his thoughts. The father was seriously injured and had not woken up yet. He listened as if he hadn't. When he went to the room, others dared not step in easily. He could say it without hesitation.

"You are still alive now, and the border war is in a tight position. It is a good time for our Tie family to make achievements. As long as we win a battle and quell the Vana Rebellion, our Tie family's contribution will be the greatest. At that time, the emperor rewards merits according to merit. Even if he does not give you a title, he will be ordered to be inherited by our family's titles. At that time, your descendants will be the Marquis of Tieyi, the Marquis of Tieyi who is loyal to the Kingdom of Da Yong. But why do you want to be in charge of the war?"

"What a great opportunity..." Tie Changying's expression was dim and unclear at this time, and the candlelight of beans made his face look gloomy. "Father, Ji Xiaohai's medical skills are so magical? Can you bring back the dead? If you wake up, I'm afraid you will still be in peace, right? But what if you don't wake up? Father, you said that for the sake of the Tie family for thousands of years, you..."

Tie Changying suddenly stopped, suddenly widened his eyes, and looked at the person on the bed carefully.

Is his eyes blurred? Why does he seem to see his father's eyes moving? It seems that he is awake?

Tie Changying felt a trembling heart, and his hands and feet were trembling in disobedience. For a long time, he had been obedient to his father's words. Until he gradually grew up in recent years, he had more aides and generals under his command, and he gradually had more ideas and courage. Even so, he still lacked a lot of courage in front of the Marquis of Tieyi. After all, he had become accustomed to obedience and fear. He really dared to fight against Tieyi in a stern manner.

Tie Changying couldn't imagine what would happen if his father had heard all of his words. These are all disrespectful words. His son hoped that his father would die, just like killing his father, and it was a serious crime. I believe that if his father and father knew about his thoughts, not only would he have to give up the position of the prince, but he would be expelled from the Tie family in the future!

"Father Marquis?Father Marquis?"

Tie Changying slowly stood up and looked into the bed.

The person on the bed was sleeping peacefully. Apart from his pale complexion, he could not see any strangeness. Tieyi Hou was a martial arts practitioner. Even though his body lost blood at this moment, his breathing was still stable, and it seemed that he was getting better.

People are not awake.

Tie Changying sat back on the chair, feeling sweaty on his chest and back.

He wiped the sweat from his forehead, closed his eyes and took a few breaths before he gradually recovered.

At this moment, two knocks suddenly came from the door, and someone said, "Criminal, there is movement over the Chu family."

Tie Changying said, "I know, come here."

He looked at Tieyihou who was lying on the bed again, and saw that the person was still in the same shape, so he breathed a sigh of relief and stood up and headed towards the door.

"What's going on?" Tie Changying stood at the door and looked at the person coming.

The person who came to report the news was the man he was going to use. The man hurriedly said, "There are a lot of killings in Chu's house, and there are still many people. I guess I guess it was Prince Rui's man who took action, right?"

Tie Changying frowned, thought for a while before saying, "It is possible that my father wrote a letter to Prince Rui early in the morning. Although he promised to help inquire, he later refused on the grounds that he had important matters. The father guessed that he was concerned about the marriage between the two families before, so he deliberately avoided suspicion. It was precisely because of this that the empress dowager was moved out and asked him to take charge of it." Tie Changying thought to himself: Since the father, he had brought out the empress dowager regardless of his younger sister's reputation, he had made up his mind to marry this family. It was not bad, but great to get Prince Rui.

"Let's go, look, call the brothers who are not injured, let's act according to the plan. In addition, the Marquis needs to arrange personnel here." Tie Changying didn't care much and hurriedly said, "Hurry up." For some reason, he always felt as if there was something he had not arranged, but he couldn't remember it for a moment. The matter in front of him was the most important thing, and the others would be talking about it when they came back! After that, he left the main room first and went to the yard to gather personnel.

The man said, "Yes." Then he patted the wing room and shouted out all the people in the wing room.

The man lying in the room suddenly opened his eyes, of course, just one eye.

Tieyihou lay on the bed, looking at the bed tent with one eye. Tears seemed to be shining in his turbid eyes. He was stunned for a while until the noise in the yard dissipated and he returned to peace, and then fell asleep in a daze again.

At this time, the door was pushed open from outside, and two people who were seriously injured took the lights in the hall and closed the door. Then they looked into the room with their heads and heads.

"The Marquis hasn't woken up yet, and I don't know what his injuries are."

Another smiled bitterly and said, "The soldiers have been in the army for such a day, but I didn't expect to be on the battlefield, but I fell into trouble in this Taizhou city."

"Who said no! These rats, the villains who were hunched, let grandpa know that they must look good." The man showed an indignation on his face.

Another advised: "Okay, why are you angry? The Marquis and the Prince will investigate this matter. Our current task is to guard the Marquis."

"I know, isn't it just a casual talk? Isn't it okay to be happy?"

"You are so happy. What should I do if I make a fuss about the Marquis?"

The man said indifferently: "If I really wake up, that would be great! Maybe the prince will reward me with some more, this is a great achievement..."

The two of them whispered softly, and soon they fell asleep one after another. The night was getting dark and they were sleepy. How could they not sleep?

At this time, this small yard became truly quiet.

The sound of the clapper came over and stopped again.

Ji Xiaohai in the other wing room suddenly stood up. He slept with his clothes in the middle of the night. Now he doesn't have to change any clothes when he gets up. Instead, he saves time. He turns around and takes out a small bag hidden in the corner of the bed, put it on the table, and put it in the same place as the medicine box. Then he gets up and goes to Ma Wu's side opposite.

After Tieyihou and others came, the few people who had originally lived in the upper room moved to the wing room, three rooms, Ji Xiaohai lived in a small room, and Ma Wu and his wife lived in a large room with their patients. Han Yueniang took Yingniang to live in, while Ma Wu was on the small couch outside. This person was always alert and would wake up as long as there was a little wind. It was because Ji Xiaohai was attracted by his point that he would not inform him in advance.

He knocked on the door gently, and sure enough, he heard a vigilant question from inside: "Who?"

Ji Xiaohai just replied: "I, Ma Wu, come out."

Ma Wu rubbed his eyes and listened carefully. He realized that the man was Ji Xiaohai. He murmured to himself: "Sir? What's wrong with the middle of the night?" (To be continued)
Chapter completed!