Qingluo Jinghe

Chapter 13

In the past few days, everyone in the Meng family has had a hard time.

The second master, Mengqing and Meng, came home from the palace that day, and he was already angry, but when he entered the mansion, he heard that his nephew Meng Mingji had left the Meng mansion, and he didn't know which wine shop he went to, which made the dancers insist To hang himself.

Hearing about the incident from his disciple Zheng Zhicen, Meng Qing was furious and fell ill at that time.On the contrary, the emperor Li Jing immediately sent an imperial doctor to the Meng residence to treat Meng Qing.

Meng Mingji's father, Meng Yan, sacrificed his life for the country, and his wife's grief hurt her body. In the winter of the following year, she suffered from a cold and fell ill, and died before the New Year's Eve.

The nephew lost his parents when he was young, and Meng Qing didn't let go of his education even though he felt distressed.However, those sages' words seemed to be unable to reach Meng Mingji's ears, no matter what happened to Meng Qing, Meng Mingji did not see any change.

Meng Mingji had just returned to his residence that day, and was sent by Meng Qing to kneel in front of the memorial tablet of Meng Yun and his wife, thinking about his mistakes.

After half an hour, Meng Mingji just lowered his head and said nothing.

Meng Qing knew that his nephew practiced martial arts, and he didn't want the cold in the ancestral hall to hurt his body. After another incense stick, he sent another bowl of ginger soup and called Meng Mingji into the room. Inside.

"Do you know that today's innocent girl wants to commit suicide because of your fault?" Meng Qing coughed twice, leaning on the jade pillow halfway on the bed, and with an angry face, she slammed on the bed with her hands, "Do you know that your frivolous behavior Nearly killing someone's life?"

When Meng Mingji entered the room, just as he was about to kneel down, he was woken up by Meng Qing. At this time, he neither admitted his fault nor defended himself. He still lowered his eyes and said nothing.

"Cough cough cough..."

Even though he was a veteran in the court, Meng Qing was only in his forties, but he was already suffering from the heat, and he was so angry with his nephew, after all, he felt very uncomfortable.

"Brother killed the enemy before the battle, protected the people of Dali, and died for the country. How could you be like this..."

Meng Qing was so angry that she coughed again.The coughing stopped, and Meng Qing felt depressed, so she couldn't help but let out a long sigh, before waiting for Meng Mingji to respond.

"Uncle." Meng Mingji served a cup of tea, and called Meng Qing lightly, but had nothing else to say.

Looking at the nephew in front of him who was dressed in indigo brocade, with flowers on his hair and a sachet on his waist, he smelled the smell of alcohol that had spread since Meng Mingji entered the door. Let the nephew go on like this.

Meng Mingji came out after doing such a thing, not to mention ruining the family, even if one day he is no longer alive, Meng Mingji is like this, how can the Meng family survive?
Because of his uncle's cruelty, he wanted to teach his nephew a lesson.The understatement of the scholar's punishment obviously couldn't control Meng Mingji, so he might as well be sent to the barracks - if he violated the military law, someone would make him have a long memory!
"Come here, invite young master to go back to the house, and copy the books you have learned recently a hundred times."

After calling someone, Meng Qing looked at his nephew in front of him and said, "If you can't finish copying the book, don't think about going out of the house. When you finish copying, when you understand it, go to the Qing Family Army to wait." In the last two years, sharpen your temper!"

Meng Mingji might not necessarily admit his mistakes in the matter, but he accepted whatever his uncle punished and never said no.

"Yes, uncle."

He turned around and retreated, and went back to the house without anyone coming to "please".

"Zhicen..." The student he admired came into the room, and Meng Qing looked at the plain ceiling with a look of exhaustion, "I'm ashamed of my brother!"

Here, Meng Mingji had just sent everyone away, so he took off the hairpin and threw it aside.

He rolled up his sleeves and sniffed lightly, then put them down again.There was a self-mockery in the corner of Meng Mingji's mouth.

The twilight reflected the color of the brocade robe on the gray walls of the Meng family's mansion. Meng Qing, who had been silent for a long time looking out the window, saw Zheng Zhicen staggering, and rushed in without caring about his gentlemanly appearance.

"Master Meng, son...Your master has climbed over the wall and left the house again."

　Pay attention to the details, really don't scold Meng Mingji.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)