After chatting, everyone had lunch together before Shang left. Finally caught the opportunity, Yang Guo dragged Li Mochou and Xiao Longnv to wander around Xiangyang city together, enjoying the rare leisure time.
Guofu Bieyuan
Since Guo Fu was inseparably involved in this disaster, Huang Rong punished the Wu family brothers, so Guo Fu naturally had no mercy. Like them, she had to face the wall in the house for ten days.
Huang Rong pulled Guo Jing to sit down in the courtyard. Guo Jing was worried about his wife's health, and tried to persuade her to go back to the house several times, but was rejected, saying that he was upset and wanted to come out to get some air, so he had no choice but to rely on her.
I just heard Huang Rong say: "Brother Jing, why do I have each other in my heart, and my daughter is one-hearted, and she keeps choosing between the Wu brothers. This makes us parents, what should we do?"
Guo Jing couldn't help being stunned, and sighed: "It would be great if I hadn't left Peach Blossom Island in the past, so I don't have to worry about Fu'er's life-long events!"
Hearing this, Huang Rong couldn't help but give him a blank look. She didn't know the accusation in his tone, and said angrily: "So, you blame me?"
Guo Jing was embarrassed immediately, he felt that he was blaming himself, so how could he blame Huang Rong, he hurriedly explained: "Rong'er, no, I blame myself for not finding him sooner, I should be more assertive and not let him left."
"Hmph, it's not my fault!" Hearing that his description was getting darker and darker, Huang Rong was both angry and amused, and asked without admitting defeat.
Seeing her husband scratching his ears and cheeks, his face flushed red, Huang Rong gave a "puchi" laugh, fearing that he would be suffocated by herself, she hurriedly said: "Okay, okay, this matter was caused by my too much suspicion. If you can trust in Er like brother Jing, not only can you solve Fuer's lifelong affairs, but you can also give your master and the others a disciple with high martial arts skills. "
Guo Jing was stunned, and said: "I didn't think so much, I just hope that I can become a talent in the future, not like his father! Now he has greatly exceeded my expectations, what is there to be dissatisfied with?" Woolen cloth!"
"In this world, only if you treat others with sincerity, can others treat you with sincerity. I have never understood this truth. I used to think that you were stupid, for fear of being bullied by others. Now it seems that it is me who is so stupid. !" Huang Rong couldn't help but sighed and said.
Guo Jing smiled foolishly, and comforted him, "I think it's better to be as smart as you, Rong'er. If I hadn't met you, I would still be a fool who knows nothing!"
Huang Rong couldn't help smiling, it's rare that her husband is smart, this flattery just hit the spot, she was very useful, and said with a smile: "Let's not talk about Fu'er for now, you can say that the baby in my stomach is a boy or a girl good?"
Although Guo Jing is honest and simple, with some old-fashioned thinking, he does not favor men over women, but he feels that men and women in the world are not easy, and there is no distinction between high and low. Like his mother Li, seventh master Han Xiaoying, and his wife Huang Rong, all It was a woman he admired very much, fearing that his wife would be a burden, he immediately said: "Whether it's a boy or a girl, I like it!"
The words were nice, and they were from Guo Jing's heart, but Huang Rong shook her head in dissatisfaction and said, "I hope it's good for a son, and I have to leave a queen for your Guo family."
Seeing that his wife's expression was different, Guo Jing said, "What's the difference between a son and a daughter? Aren't they all our children?"
Huang Rong smiled faintly. Guo Jing couldn't understand this kind of mood, so he changed the topic and said, "I asked you to name the child last time, did you think about it?"
"Yeah, think it over!" Guo Jing replied with a smile.
Huang Rong was a little surprised and said, "It's intentional, I thought you would say you can't do it again!"
Guo Jing scratched his head with some embarrassment, and said: "Guoer said it, this name, a father can't be absent, if I have to think about it myself, I thought hard for a long time, and then I came up with it."
"Okay! Now I don't listen to what my wife says, but my nephew?" Huang Rong pretended to be jealous, and said with her mouth pouted.
"Ahem, that's not the case, Rong'er, you misunderstood, you...you should listen to the name I think of!" Guo Jing coughed a few times, and changed the subject.
"Then I'd like to hear what name Guo Daxia can come up with." Huang Rong laughed.
"My Guo Jing's Jing character is taken by Taoist Qiu Chuji from the shame of Jingkang. I haven't read many books, so I can only imitate his old man. If it is a boy, I will name it Polu, in order to regain the land and resist foreign captives. It means; if it is a girl, take the single name with the word Xiang. You and I will guard this Xiangyang for the rest of our lives. I don't expect her to achieve much. I only hope that Xiang'er can be like this city of Xiangyang, under our protection. Growing up happily is already the wish in my heart." After Guo Jing finished speaking, his face couldn't help turning red, as if he was afraid that Huang Rong would make fun of him.
After careful consideration, Huang Rong said slowly, "You always say you can't do it, how bad are these two names?"
Guo Jing couldn't help but smirked and said, "So you agree?"
"There is nothing better!" Huang Rong put Guo Jing's generous palm in her palm and said softly, "Brother Jing, Rong Er has always thought you are the best man in the world. , now, and even more in the future, Rong'er has never doubted..."
Hearing his wife's love words, Guo Jing was deeply moved, kissed her lightly on the forehead, and said, "Rong'er, thank you, it's windy outside, let me help you back to your room!"
Huang Rong pulled the loose hair from her temples back behind her ears, and replied softly, "Okay!"
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In a blink of an eye, half a month had passed, Huang Rong's complexion was still as ruddy as usual, but she didn't dare to get out of bed and walk around easily. It was less than ten days before she was pregnant in October, and she didn't know when she would give birth, so she had to lie on the bed every day. Yuan never dared to leave this other courtyard, and Guo Fu was always by his side.
Outside Xiangyang City, after half a month of recuperation, the morale of the Mongolian army has gradually improved. They have moved their tents forward for dozens of miles, and are ready to attack the city at any time.
On this day, Guo Jing suddenly heard a report from the deputy general: "Report to the general, a large group of refugees have poured in outside the city gate, at least thousands of people, and now there is a mess outside the gate!"
"What?" Guo Jing was shocked, and hurried towards the city gate.
I saw thousands of refugees outside the city curled up and squatting under the city wall. The unstoppable cries of children disturbed the hearts of the people.
"What are you doing? Hurry up and open the city gate!" Seeing this, Guo Jing immediately shouted. The soldiers below got the order and immediately prepared to open the city gate, but Lu Wenhuan hurriedly stopped him and advised, "You can't open the city gate! Hero Guo, there must be Mongol spies among the refugees here, this city gate cannot be opened!"
As he spoke, he pointed to the distance, and saw thousands of Mongolian soldiers riding horses, pointing their bows at the city gate, followed by tens of thousands of Mongolian vanguards striding forward holding scimitars and spears. In less than a moment, they came straight to the city wall. If the city gate was forcibly opened, the Mongols would definitely be able to take advantage of the opportunity to directly pass through the refugees and pour into Xiangyang City.
Guo Jing pulled Lu Wenhuan's collar
, Drinking: "Even if there are spies, don't let these thousands of people of Song Dynasty ignore them, open the city gate for me!"
After hearing the news, Wu Santong, his son and Xue Ping also followed, the latter took the opportunity to ask the soldiers behind him to go back to the restaurant to invite Yang Guo, the latter did not dare to delay, and went to the city to report.
Now, Lu Wenhuan's prestige in the army is far inferior to that of Guo Jing, after he made such a decision, the rest of the generals also ignored the decision of the appeasement envoy, and followed him to the gate of the city to guard the refugees entering the city.
But when the city gate was wide open, the Mongols poured forward one after another. Guo Jing leaped high over the refugees, and retreated forward with a move of "Flying Dragon in the Sky". On the ground, crying out in pain.
The power of this palm only blocked the Mongolian soldiers for a while, and then a large number of Mongolian soldiers came one after another. Guo Jing bravely stepped forward and blocked the Mongolian soldiers in front with his own strength, but how could he block the tens of thousands of Mongolian troops alone? Xue Ping and the rest of the guards are inferior to him in martial arts, and Qi Li can only block dozens of people. It is impossible to imagine that one person can block a hundred people like him.
Lu Wenhuan on the city wall saw that the Mongolian soldiers were approaching the gate of the city, and immediately ordered: "The enemy is about to enter the city, release the arrows, release the arrows!" After speaking, he did not forget to add: "Aim at the point, don't hurt Guo Daxia and them."
As the soldiers on the city wall shot down rows of arrow feathers, although they stopped the Mongolian soldiers who were about to invade the city gate, they also killed many people by mistake.
Seeing this, the refugees who were far away from the city gate were so frightened that they ran in the opposite direction. Before they could run a few steps, they were beheaded by the Mongolian soldiers, forcing them to rush into the city as a cover. Vicious and inhumane.
Seeing this, Guo Jing stared angrily, turned back to protect the outermost refugees, and shouted towards the city wall: "Don't shoot arrows!"
Song Bing, who was about to shoot the second wave of arrow feathers, could not help but stop in the distance. Seeing this, Lu Wenhuan shouted: "Hero Guo, it is important to defend the city, let the arrows go!"
The right hand of the soldier bent the bow and set the arrow was trembling, and he hesitated to shoot the second arrow. After a long pause, he finally put down the bow. They would rather listen to Guo Jing's words than listen to Lu Wenhuan's order to shoot. The people of Song Dynasty.
"You...you..." Lu Wenhuan was furious, but he had no choice but to hope that Guo Jing could really stop these Mongols!
From inside the city gate, a small figure poked its head out and looked towards here. Seeing those Mongolian soldiers slaying those slow-moving refugees with knives from a distance, a surge of anger burst out in his heart, as if the The scene slowly appeared in front of his eyes.
He found a long gun from nowhere, held it in front of him, and rushed forward. His legs became weaker and weaker, and he nearly fell to the ground several times. Even though he was scared, he still squeezed out from the refugees and headed towards The Mongolian soldiers attacked, not forgetting to be brave for themselves, and shouted: "Come on! I will kill you!"
A Mongolian soldier who was attacking inside the city gate apparently also spotted the Song kid, couldn't help grinning coldly, raised the scimitar in his hand, and sliced off his head. The child seemed terrified, closed his eyes and rushed forward with a gun
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Lu Wenhuan on the city wall was watching the battle situation below the city wall, when he saw a child rushing out with a long gun suddenly, he was shocked, grabbed the bow and arrow of a soldier beside him and shot towards the city.
The Mongolian soldier only heard a sound of wind, and his head was pierced by the arrow feathers, and he lost consciousness in an instant. The child didn't realize the danger, but felt that there was a block ahead, and he seemed to be stabbed by something. Opening his eyes, the Mongolian soldier The soldier had already died under his spear.