The short-lived ghost of the Xie family has lived a long life

Chapter 809
Zheng Huantang was taken to Jiangnan by his eldest brother.

Come and say goodbye to Liang Pangde before you go.

Liang Pangde also said jokingly, "Zhaotang, if you look like this, when you go to Jiangnan, many young girls and young wives will be lovesick."

That's the opposite.

He never dreamed that Zheng Huantang was lovesick. After returning to the capital, he didn't think about tea or food, and he felt as if he had lost his soul.

Liang Pang De thought to himself: What kind of young lady from a high-ranking family could bewitch people like this?

After asking, I found out that she was a young woman from a small family, and she had killed two fiancés.

It doesn't matter whether he is a small family or a small family, Keff really can't do it.

Liang Pangde was on the side trying to persuade him earnestly. He didn't even know how much it cost him to spit, but the boy's words went in with his left ear and out with the right.

After persuading him too much, he was still impatient. He pointed at Liang Pangde's nose and scolded him: "Don't mind my business."

Liang Pangde's heart dropped when he saw his anxious and pale face.

The two of them had slept in the same room in the Imperial College for so many years. When did Huantang get angry with him? This was because he was really interested in that little girl.

Liang Pangde stopped trying. Based on his understanding, the Zheng family would never agree.

Sure enough, when the general found out, he was furious and detained his son at home, restricting all his actions.

"At that time, there were still eight months before spring, which was the most critical time. I don't know what kind of ecstasy soup the little girl poured into Huantang. He and the general were in a stalemate for half a year."

Thinking about it now, Liang Pangde still feels sad, "Half a year, his whole life's future has been wasted in vain."

Yan Sanhe frowned: "He didn't attend the Spring Festival?"

Liang Pangde sneered: "A person who is entangled in a word of love will not end well even if he participates. He will fail."

Others were defeated and felt so sad that they wished they could die.

This boy was nice and cheerful. After asking, he found out that the general couldn't resist his younger son and finally relented.

Liang Pang was ranked second that year. Ten years of hard work paid off, and he returned home in glory and glory.

When he returned to Sijiu City, Zheng Huantang had already married the little girl back home.

"If this thing hadn't happened, with the results of calling the court, there would definitely be a Jinshi."

Liang Pangde: "One time when we were drinking, I deliberately poked him in the heart: "Xuantang, where are your past great achievements?"

Yan Sanhe listened with bitterness in his mouth: "How...how did he answer?"

"He was newly married at that time, and he was very good with that woman. He told me without any shame that since ancient times heroes have always struggled with beauty, and he admitted it."

To this day, Liang Pangde still remembers the way Zheng Huantang said these words.

He was sitting under the lamp with a calm expression on his face. His former pride and ambition had faded as smoke, but the happiness and contentment between his brows and eyes was so full that it almost overflowed from his face.

"The kind of love, the kind of love!"

He slapped his thigh with his hand and sighed, "Is it worth it? He doesn't even give up his future for a woman. Is it worth it?"

Whether it's worth it or not, everyone has a weighing scale in their mind.

Yan Sanhe answered for Zheng Huantang in his heart.

"We already know about Zhao's birth of a ghost child. We want to hear about Zhao's and the twins being trapped in Haitang Courtyard."

Liang Pangde thought for a while, "I didn't know about this until a long time later."

He returned to Sijiucheng and entered the Hanlin Academy.

After getting married, he followed the general as an errand in the army.

They are both newcomers, and they all have to start by pretending to be grandchildren. They are busy with their own affairs and have little time to see each other. They vaguely heard that Huantang gave birth to a pair of twins.

He was still surprised that for such a big happy event, this boy didn't ask for a full moon drink. Don't forget him.

One evening, when he was passing by a tavern, he saw a familiar figure. When he got closer, he saw that it was Huantang.

After a long separation, it’s natural to have a drink.When Liang Pangde asked, he learned that Zheng Huantang was no longer on duty in the army and was taking care of his wife and children at home.

Only then did he learn about the ghost fetus.

Liang Pangde hated the Zhao family so much that he really hated his grandma's family.

The general had five sons, and the youngest son was the one who suffered the most.

Huatang himself was also very good. Not only was he good at martial arts, but he was also very smart in reading. Therefore, the general had high hopes for him.

If he had married another woman, he would not have reached the point where he is today, where even his own father gave up on him.

Pang Liangde gritted his teeth, "Woman, he/she is the trouble!"

Yan Sanhe: What happened next? "

"Later on, we often met up to drink in a tavern, maybe once a month."

"What are you talking about?"

"Nothing to talk about, just drinking."

Yan Sanhe was confused: "Why?"

"Because he won't answer anything I ask him. He seems to be a different person from before, becoming more and more silent."

Liang Pangde sighed: "I can no longer see the high-spiritedness in him. All I can see is that he is full of worries."

All my worries are because of her.

It was she who turned Zheng Huantang from a young man full of revenge into a sluggish man.

Yan Sanhe was in a trance for a moment.

This trance made her understand that Zheng Huantang was actually not willing to raise someone who had nothing to do with him.

He was just forced to do it under the pressure of the old general, otherwise he would not be drinking alone in the tavern.

So, why did the old general willingly keep her in his house?

His ability to survive the witchcraft case proves that he is not a princeling.

So, what kind of favor did he owe the former prince to hide her at the expense of his son's future?

"Yan Sanhe, Yan Sanhe."

"Uh?"

Yan Sanhe suddenly came to his senses, only to see Xie Zhifei standing beside her without knowing it, his long arm falling on the back of her chair.

Xie Zhifei lowered his eyes and looked at her, "Go on and ask."

There was a dull color in his eyes, and Yan Sanhe's guilt-ridden heart suddenly stabilized.

She took a deep breath and looked at Liang Pangde with concentration.

"They say you speak the truth after drinking. Zheng Huantang has had drinks with you so many times. Have you really never spoken the truth?"

Liang Pangde shook his head.

Not talking about the children, not talking about the Zhao family, not talking about the Zheng family, not even himself.

Ask him why he didn't say anything?
He said there was nothing to say and whatever he wanted to say was in the wine.

What's in the wine?
There is sadness, sadness, pain, suffering, and maybe regret.

Liang Pangde relented, and without asking any more questions, he drank one cup at a time with him. After drinking, he walked with him in silence for a while in the night.

I rarely get drunk when I'm in the hall, I only drink [-]% of my [-]% of alcohol. When the [-]% is up, I slam the wine cup on the table and never drink another drop.

Not even daring to get drunk, Liang Pangde looked back at his retreating and depressed figure, feeling indescribably sad and sad in his heart, and he also had indescribable hatred for Mr. Zhao!

Things in this world are like this, one wrong step leads to another wrong step.

(End of this chapter)