Chapter 42 Uncle Xiao Wang
So Xue Li counted as the same generation as Emperor Qingwen. Even though King Jing was two years older than him, he still had to call him Uncle Xiao Wang according to his generation.
Old Prince Xue has a son, and he has only been vaguely confused. However, he has never been as coquettish as a child of aristocratic families in Beijing. Xue Li was born in the army and grew up on the battlefield. When he can walk, he learns to hold a sword, and when he can run, he begins to go to the battlefield with his father.
Today’s emperor, Emperor Qingwen, also experienced in the army when he was a prince. The royal family of the Great Zhou Dynasty was not that spoiled. Emperor Shang and Emperor Qingwen were both truly on the battlefield and had been in charge of the army many times.
Old Prince Xue and the Supreme Emperor fought side by side several times, leading 800,000 Zhou soldiers and generals to gallop across the Yuncang land. The friendship between the army and the feelings between the children of the middle-aged families in Beijing were all real fights on the line of life and death.
I heard that the rebellion of the tribes in Lingnan had been rebelled before, and the Supreme Emperor led the prince, the current emperor, Emperor Qingwen, to the emperor. The so-called father-son soldiers were fought. Not only Emperor and Emperor Qingwen, but even Prince Xue brought Xue Li, who was only seven years old, to the battlefield. Later, the rebellion in Lingnan was quelled, and Emperor Shangsheng returned to the court, but left Emperor Qingwen in the army and continued his training with Prince Xue.
From the date of Xue Li’s birth until he was twelve years old, Emperor Qingwen took him to struggle on the battlefield until the death of the Supreme Emperor, and Emperor Qingwen returned to the capital to inherit the throne. Such feelings are naturally indescribable. Compared to his own children, he was closer to Xue Li. After all, he was raised by Xue Li himself.
After Emperor Qingwen returned to the capital, Xue Li did not go back with him, but chose to go to Mingyue City on the border. He stayed for another six years until the tribes in the northern desert were pacified.
“Yue’er, why did you come to the palace today?” Zhou You glanced at Xue Li intentionally or unintentionally, and asked her with a smile: “I remember that you didn’t want to come if I called you in the past.”
Zhou You’s words pulled back her consciousness. Xue Li turned his head and looked at her, his eyes darkened slightly, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes, and the force on his hands relaxed.
Wei Yunxue came to her senses and felt that he seemed to let go of her hand. She immediately stood closer to him. After holding the hand he wanted to let go, she raised her head and said to Zhou You with a smile: “Your Highness Jing, my husband and I are going to meet the saint. Please give me a way, don’t miss the time.”
“Yue’er” Zhou You was a little stunned when he heard her words, as if he couldn’t believe what she said just now.
Wei Yunxue quietly avoided his hand that came over, smiled at him, and said politely and distantly: “Your Highness, don’t call him the name Yue’er. Wei Jiu has already married, and you and I want to avoid suspicion.”
She raised her head againHe looked at Xue Li and continued, “Even if my husband is generous and doesn’t mind, but when he heard others’ ears, he thought I was so familiar with you. Your Highness should call me Princess Dingyuan with my husband’s identity.”
Zhou You was stunned now, looked at Xue Li in surprise, looked at her again, and frowned: “Yue’er, what’s wrong with you?”
“It’s nothing.” Wei Yunxue curled her lips and said casually.