Rongqing Hall, Donghunting Pavilion, Jia Mu's bedroom.

In the room, there were only grandparents and grandchildren of Jia Mu and Jia Huan.

Even the mandarin ducks can only stay outside.

When Jia Mu walked to the cabinet, her face became sad.

When the cabinet door was opened, the old hands began to tremble...

Jia Huan whispered: "Old ancestor, I'll do it."

But Jia Mu shook her head, shook her hands, controlled herself, and then put her hand into the cabinet, turned it gently, and then a secret wall appeared on the side wall.

However, that's it...

After seeing the scroll quietly lying in the dark compartment and the thin envelope, Jia Mu burst into tears, her body trembled so hard that she couldn't help herself, and she choked and said, "Master, I...I'm here to see you with my grandson..."

It was difficult for Jia Huan to understand what kind of heavy and sad mood he felt. He supported the sad mother of Jia and comforted him: "Old ancestor, let me be mournful and follow the changes. My body is important..."

Upon hearing this, Jia Mu wanted to help Jia Huan take out the letter and scroll, but her hands were trembling violently.

Jia Huan took it out by himself.

When he touched the cool wooden scroll, Jia Huan paused, and then took out the scroll and a letter with both hands.

Grandmother Jia sat back on the kang, patted the edge of the kang with her hand, and said, "Put it on top."

After Jia Huan responded, he placed the scroll and letter on the kang.

Jia Mu gently stroked the scroll and the letter, her eyes slightly confused, and recalled: "It was... the winter night of the 49th year of Zhenyuan, Jingyang bell rang. Although your grandfather was already at home to "rehabilitate" in the 's heart', after hearing the bell, he still entered the palace without hesitation, and then he never came back...

In the spring of the 50th year of Zhenyuan, the news of your grandfather's death came from Hei Liao.

The sky collapses...

I thought it was a defeat.

But later it was said that it was a defeat.

Your grandfather killed an prince, a prince, and three dukes of Eros, and made great contributions.

However, he was also trapped in a battle of 100,000, and all of the 100,000 Qin Iron Cavalry were buried in Beihai.

The court started a debate.

The civil servants who were originally convinced by your grandfather changed their voices.

Although I don’t say that I want to cure your grandfather’s sins, it’s just a matter of merit and demerit.

At that time, people from the military came to ask me what I mean...

If I disagree, they will collectively fight against Ying Xuan, and fight for a royal title for your grandfather!

At this moment, I received this letter and this painting…”

Jia Huan's face was solemn and said softly: "Oncestor, have you ever met the Thirteen Generals?"

Jia Mu nodded gently and said, "I have seen the person who came to deliver letters and paintings. I am called Li Xian.

He is the second among the thirteen generals, and is also your grandfather’s loyalty...

Originally, he also looked like a gentle and graceful young man in the turbid world.

Unruly, lazy, proficient in calligraphy and painting, and both civil and military.

However, when he sneaked into the Jia family that year to see me, one of his eyes was blind, and his face and body were covered with deep bone-scars.

The only eye is full of hatred and blood…”

When Jia Huan heard this, he said in shock: "Old ancestor, this Li Xian is 'King Li Guo Zhao Sun, Yu Zhou Gu Hai Yang, Dong Zhanhuang', one of the thirteen generals?"

Jia Mu nodded and said, "It's him."

Jia Huan said softly: "He didn't ask his ancestors to contact the old subordinates of Rongguo to avenge his grandfather?"

Upon hearing this, Jia Mu shook her head and said, “No.

Li Xian said that after the death of the Duke of the Kingdom, Ying Xuan was the most powerful person in the Qin Dynasty.

Unless all the old subordinates of Rongguo are concentrated, they can defeat him.

However, the most elite and loyal 100,000 cavalry under the Duke's command have all died in battle...

Although most of the remaining people were old subordinates of Rongguo, they were even more descendants of aristocratic families...

Behind everyone, there is a family and the interests of thousands of people.

It is really like a secret connection to rebel.

Not to mention concentrating everything, only one-third of it will inevitably leak news and betrayal.

Moreover, after the Duke of the State died in the war, the Jia family no longer had a person who could carry the Black Cloud Flag or the tripod...

How can you act without a leader?

He sneaked into the Jia family and took great risks because there were people controlling the black ice table everywhere around the Jia family...

So, Li Xian asked me to endure it and must lie dormant and not let Ying Xuan know that I already knew the truth of the matter.

They also asked She'er and Zheng'er not to follow the military, nor to join the army. They do not have the qualifications...

But he swears to me that the Jia family’s suffering today will be returned ten times hundred times the winner will be returned in the future!

I am just a woman, what else can I do?

Furthermore, in your grandfather’s letter…

well!"

Upon hearing this, Jia Huan picked up the blood-stained letter on the cover and said, "Old ancestor, grandson, take a look?"

Jia Mu's tears fell again, she nodded and said, "Look..."

Jia Huan glanced at Jia Mu, then opened the letter...

This is a blood letter!

But there are only eight words, eight blood words written with fingers, vigorous and powerful, iron-clad blood!

Death without regret, loyalty and filial piety will be passed on to the family!!

Seeing these eight words, Jia Huan was so shocked that he didn't know what to say...

Jia Mu sobbed and cried again, saying, "Others all praise your grandfather, who is the best man in the world, but I think he is really the best fool in the world. His foolish loyalty has reached this point. Have you ever thought about your family, or have you ever thought about me..."

Jia Huan took a deep breath and shook his head and said, "Old ancestor, grandfather did this to protect his ancestors and his family..."

When Jia Mu was stunned when she heard this, she looked at Jia Huan in confusion and said, "How do you say this?"

Jia Huan said: "What a heroic grandfather, how could he not see that Ying Xuan's fear of him has reached the point where he can't sleep at night?

That's why he led an army of 100,000 to expedition to the Beihai.

If my grandfather was called the military god in the army, if he fought steadily, there would be no reason for both sides to lose money.

Even if a traitor betrays a man, he will definitely be prepared for his grandfather's ability.

only……

My grandfather knew very well that Ying Xuan could no longer tolerate him.

Even if he is already at home, his prestige in the court and the country is even higher than Ying Xuan. How can those who are as proud as Ying Xuan accept it?

The emperor's heart has always thought that lying beside the bed would not allow others to snore...

Therefore, in order not to implicate the family, my grandfather chose to die in the North Sea."

Jia Mu said in shock: "This...you guessed it yourself, right?"

Jia Huan sighed and said, "If there are other words in the letter from my ancestors, these words are just speculations by my grandson."

But, these eight words are found in my grandfather’s letter.

Death without regret, loyalty and filial piety will be passed on to the family.

So, there is only one possibility...

It is also these eight words that preserve the safety of the Jia family.

If the ancestor had some other thoughts on that day, our Jia family would probably have stopped...

Li Xian, Li Xian is right. Aristocratic families often put interests first.

The ancestor, grandfather is very wise, but he is not devoted to serving the country. He also thinks about his family and his ancestors..."

When Jia Mu heard this, she was stunned. The unshakable resentment in her eyes gradually dissipated, full of memories, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth, which was actually crazy...

When Jia Huan saw it, he sighed lightly, then put the blood letter on the kang.

His eyes turned to the picture of the cold mountain plum blossoms.

The Jia family now understands why Ying Xuan abandoned the royal family's own martial arts and turned to the Jia family's Hanshan Zhemei Hand.

In his heart, he was always unwilling to admit that he was worse than Jade Daishan.
To be continued...