Toka and Brayton came to the seven star mountain with sheltai\'s child Jinfu.

Sheltai lives in the mountain stronghold of Weixing mountain. He\'s had a good time.

When he first arrived at Qixing mountain, he went on a hunger strike for some time. Later, under the repeated guidance of the poet, he finally gave up the idea of suicide.

Today is a good day. The poet specially brought him a can of wine.

Sheltai was not interested in drinking, and the poet began to enlighten again.

"Your son is coming soon. You should show more spirit. Don\'t forget your identity and mission. You are still a grand duke. You are fighting in the southwest. Don\'t really regard yourself as a prisoner."

Sheltai didn\'t want to talk. The poet sighed: "You can\'t be like this. If your son sees a flaw, he can\'t leave alive. Even if he can hide his emotions, if he talks nonsense again when he returns to Miaoyin City, he\'s afraid he\'ll die. At that time, not only he\'s going to die, but also his mother, brothers and sisters are going to die. If they all die, you\'ll be left alive alone. How painful do you say?"

Shaking, sheltai took the glass and drank it all.

In the afternoon, sheltai saw his son in the hall of the stronghold. Although he tried his best to restrain himself, tears rushed out of his eyes.

He hugged Jinfu tightly, with tears flowing in pairs and lines. The poet stood beside him without saying a word and looked at the father and son so quietly.

Sheltai tried to calm himself down, stroked his son\'s hair and asked, "is everything all right at home?"

Jinfu nodded and said, "everything is fine."

"How\'s your mother?"

"My mother is very nice, but she often loses her temper. She doesn\'t like the new chief executive very much."

Chief administrative officer.

Hearing the name, a trace of anger appeared on sheltai\'s face.

But when he saw the poet\'s smile, the anger soon disappeared. Sheltai also squeezed out a smile and gently said to Jinfu: "tell your mother to obey the arrangement of the big government official. He is my capable subordinate. He will guard our relatives and our land."

This is a well-designed line. Although sheltai hates it very much, he speaks very smoothly.

The father and son talked from afternoon to dusk, as if there were endless words. Until the poet coughed, Brayton took out a letter from his arms and handed it to sheltai.

Seeing Brayton, sheltai really wanted to cut off his head immediately. When he saw the content of the letter, sheltai wanted to throw the letter into the fire immediately. For a moment, he even wanted to pick up his son and fight with these people.

He really had a chance. There were only poets, Toka and Brayton in the hall. If he could successfully launch his skills, he might be able to rush out of the hall with his son.

But it\'s no use rushing out. Since he came to the Seven Star Mountain, the poet has never guarded sheltai with soldiers. He knows that everyone will be governed by the rules, but the trap won\'t.

The stronghold is full of traps. Even if he killed the poet and everyone present, sheltai can\'t leave alive.

He gave up his desperate thought and wrote a letter in front of Jinfu. The content of the letter was prepared in advance. What sheltai had to do was write it down verbatim.

He wanted to leave the alliance with bessalu at the disposal of kretsch munchke, and once again reiterated that munchke, the chief administrative officer, had the same power as him. He wrote a letter, sealed it and handed it to Breton, and the time for father and son to separate came.

Sheltai was really reluctant. He wanted to spend more time with his children.

But he knew in his heart that the longer the child stayed here, the more likely he was to see the flaw. Even if he said something he shouldn\'t say, he might leave his life here.

"Go back, man," said sheltai, standing up and patting his son on the shoulder. "When you grow up, you should protect your mother. I will fight here. I will conquer turbulent city next month. I will give it to you as a fief!"

Jinfu looked up at his father and asked, "do all the soldiers outside belong to you?"

Sheltai nodded and said, "it all belongs to me."

"Does all the land here belong to you?"

"Yes, it belongs to us."

"I will pray for you day and night. You will capture turbulent city."

"Good, good boy..." sheltai didn\'t want to talk to his son again. He could cry at one more look. He turned around, made a gesture, understood Brayton, and took Jinfu out of the hall.

The poet and Toka also left the hall. They wanted to leave the Archduke alone for a while.

Standing at the gate of the stronghold, the poet asked Toka, "do you think we are too cruel?"

Toka shook her head.

The poet said with a smile, "you don\'t have to hide anything from me. Just tell the truth."

"I\'m telling the truth," said Toka, pushing the poet\'s wheelchair around the cottage and telling him a short story, "There is a village between lvdan town and parrot city. There are more than 20 farmers in the village. Sheltai took the army to grab food. They refused to give it. All the men in the village were killed, all the women were ruined, and all the ruined children were killed. Only a few children in the village survived, stayed by their parents and ate their parents\' bodies."

The poet sighed, "this is war. I\'ve seen such a scene."

Jinfu got into the carriage and was about to set foot on his way home. Archduke sheltai stood by the window of the hall and looked out.

Toka looked back at sheltai with an extremely cold look.

"He has no right to say cruel. At least he can see his children."

Toka put a can of wheat wine brewed by Miaoyin city in the poet\'s hand, then stepped on the war horse and left the stronghold with the carriage.

Looking at his distant back, the poet sighed: "he has grown up."

A hoarse voice appeared in my ear: "yes, I\'ve grown up."

The poet didn\'t think much because the voice was too familiar.

In a moment of silence, the poet suddenly looked back and found that it was worm who had just spoken.

"Are you awake?"

Worm nodded, "yes, I\'m awake."

After sleeping for three months, worm finally woke up.

He came to the poet quietly. As a fourth-order believer, the poet didn\'t notice it.

……

Jinfu returned to Miaoyin city. He was tired all the way. The child lost a lot of weight.

Back in the castle, he just wanted to have a good sleep, but waiting for his mother and brother to interrogate him in turn.

The mother asked, "have you really seen your father? Where is he? What is he doing? Is he really at war? Does he know that Craig munchke pretends to be a big government official? Does he know what southeast wants to form an alliance with us?"

Jinfu truthfully answered what he saw and heard: "I saw my father. He was in the seven star mountain. There were many soldiers there. He was going to attack the turbulent city. Krech munchke was the chief administrative officer appointed by him. My father asked us to obey the arrangement of the administrative officer. He had the same power as my father. My father knew about the alliance. He wrote a document and handed it over to munchke..."

"It\'s impossible!" Shizi shook his brother\'s shoulder. "Are you sleepy? You\'re dreaming, aren\'t you? Someone forced you to say that? Is it Breton? Tell me the truth, I can protect you. If you dare to lie to me, I\'ll skin you!"

No matter how many times Jinfu repeated, the son just didn\'t believe it. Jinfu reluctantly said, "if you don\'t believe it, go to the Seven Star Mountain by yourself."

Shizi was furious, grabbed Jinfu\'s hair and said, "little thing, who are you talking to!"

Jinfu burst into tears. His mother shouted, "let go of your brother!"

Shizi let go of Jinfu and said to his wife, "mother, this is not true!"

The lady was silent. She believed that her child didn\'t lie, but she didn\'t want to believe the facts in front of her.

Why does his husband hand over power to his former enemies, and why not to his wife and children?

……

Late at night, Manda was writing to leond, Breton\'s letter of recommendation.

Chuyt came into the room: "my Lord, there is a child who wants to see you. He claims to be Toka\'s friend."

"Toka\'s friend?" Manda was stunned. "Let him in and call Toka, too."

The child was dressed in rags and his hair and face were covered with mud. He looked like a little beggar.

Toka met many little beggars in Wangdu. Is he one of them?

"Do you recognize him?" asked Manda.

Toka shook his head. He couldn\'t remember who the child was.

Unexpectedly, the child raised his head, pointed to Toka and said, "I know you. You imprisoned my father."

Toka widened his eyes, pulled out his long sword and put it on the boy\'s neck: "it\'s you!"