Inheritance policy

Chapter 111 Father and Son

The carriage stomped past Shunzhen Gate, then turned around the Imperial City, and headed towards Yuhua Lane. Xingzhao's heart was extremely complicated. She wanted to see her uncle and brother, but she also wanted to see He Yan, and also wanted to see him for the last time. Step into the porch of the Marquis of Lin'an.

She couldn't explain why, rationality told her that it was best not to do this, but her emotions made her want to go to He's house to have a look.

How can people's emotions and emotions be controlled by themselves? How can they be judged by simple right and wrong?
He Yan is incompetent, tough on the outside and soft on the inside, ruthless, short-sighted, and able to transfer the other party's hatred of Qi to Xingjing. He is not a good father, not a good husband, and not even the one he has always been proud of. good patriarch.

Xing Zhao gently closed her eyes, but for some reason, she just wanted to see him, to see if he was doing well after forcing his mother to death as she wished.

Facing Yingyi, she was completely gloating, fearing that Yingyi would not be unlucky enough.But when she got here, she felt extremely sad.

People, people.
Lianyu accompanied Xingzhao, looked at the young lady's expression, and explained with a warm smile: "You should go to see the third girl this time, the eldest princess Xinrong finally went to Lin'an Hou's mansion, the third girl I also hurriedly asked Eldest Princess Xinrong to give you a message, she was raised in a deep boudoir, it is not so easy to know anything, it can be seen that it took a lot of thought."

Xing Zhao didn't speak.

People's minds are turning back and forth, but the carriage can only rush forward without thinking.

Yuhua Lane is not too far from the imperial city, the carriage stopped after a while, and there was a rustling voice from outside: "Ah Wu, come down quickly!"

The boy's voice was not as weak as yesterday, but full of energy, as if he had recovered.

Xing Zhao looked at the curtain of the carriage hanging straight down. The color of indigo can make people feel peaceful. He lowered his eyelids and gently opened the curtain, and saw Xing Jing's face with thick eyebrows and big eyes. Standing behind him was Fang Qi. The beard that had been shaved showed its true colors.

Probably because of the beard blocking the way, the sunlight from the northwest did not leave much imprint on Fang Qi's fair and clean face, with sword-shaped eyebrows drawn into the temples, starry eyes like swords, and the corners of the mouth curled up, with a half-smile look, It looks both ruffian and elegant.

Xing Zhao laughed, thought for a while without getting out of the carriage, supported Lianyu to stand in the front of the carriage, hunched over, and prayed deeply to Fang for blessings.

"Come on, everyone is here, Ah Wu should go back to the carriage and sit!" Fang Qi waved his hand with a smile, looked at the sky, got on his horse and walked in the front.

Xing Zhao sat back in the carriage again, opened the curtains a little, a dozen gentlemen rode in front, heard the sound of hooves and wheels scraping the ground behind, and presumably there were people following behind , and there were a few cars accompanying him, and it was impossible to guess what Xingzhao was inside.

Fang Qi's battle is so powerful that everyone in Dingjing will know about it tomorrow, and he has already left the palace, maybe even the emperor will know about it.

The military general came back from the expedition, but his brother-in-law told him that his sister had died of illness, and the uncle, after visiting the saint, took the initiative to visit the mansion with his troops the next day.How magnanimous, how sensible, how concerned with the overall situation, the emperor likes such courtiers
Xing Zhao was thinking wildly all the way, looking for something to do for himself.

Not long after, Xing Zhao heard the familiar noises on Shuangfu Street, and after a while, the carriage was going slowly, and there was a sharp sound of turning over and dismounting from the horse outside, Xing Zhao grabbed his skirt, deeply Taking a few deep breaths, and then exhaling slowly, his hands gradually relaxed, and as soon as he opened his eyes, he heard Director Bai's voice.

"Master Hou has been waiting for Uncle in the main hall for a long time. I thought you could come over for dinner."

"Really? The emperor asked me to keep it. I don't want to be negligent, am I? One side is the Marquis of Lin'an and the other is the holy order. I have to finish the emperor's order before I can be free." Visiting the Marquis of Lin'an, does the Marquis think I'm late?"

Fang Qi said with a smile, and handed the reins to Jiang Qianhu as he spoke. Before Mr. Bai could speak, he told Jiang Qianhu: "Go! The stables in the Marquis of Lin'an are good, even the white beans used to feed the horses are fine." The selected ones, let us have tea and horses for food, you take these horses to the stables. I remember that the stables are next to Bibo Lake, right?"

The last sentence is asking Mr. Bai, the Bieshan study of the Marquis of Lin'an in the past is also next to Bibo Lake.
Cold sweat broke out on the forehead of Mr. Bai, and he quickly apologized: "There is no need to bother the adults, just let the servants in our mansion lead them over."

"My horse, can ordinary people touch it?"

Fang Qi raised his brows, and Director Bai immediately felt a slap in the face, he simply didn't want to fight for the day and night, let someone lead him to him, he didn't have the guts to argue with this living Hades, his eyes caught sight of the scene standing behind Fang Qi In the corner of my eye, there was the canopy and blue-curtained carriage parked three feet away. She smiled and raised her voice to call for the girl, and then changed the subject.

"Yueqiao! Hurry up and help the fourth girl to get off the car!" She bowed to make way, her voice choked with sobs: "Mr. Da Lang, go to the main hall quickly. Master Hou misses you day and night, yesterday When someone heard that you were back, I was very excited."

Xing Zhao happened to hear this sentence when he took Mu Li and reservedly helped Lian Yu get out of the car.

Looking up, Xingjing's face was cloudy, and he pursed his lips a few times, wanting to say something, but he didn't say it.

Xing Zhao sighed in his heart, and gently nodded at Director Bai with a gentle temperament. Director Bai immediately lowered his eyelids, lowered his head lower, and opened his body further sideways, leaving a wide avenue for Fang Qi and Xing Jing to walk , Talking to Zhao Zhao respectfully: ".Do you want to go back to the main courtyard, or go back to the Rongshou Hall to see Mrs. Tai? The third girl is not feeling well now, and I guess I won't be able to see her today."

Sure enough, he used the method he used to deal with her to deal with Xing Ming!

Not letting Xingming get in touch with her, nor letting Xingming show up in front of others, Mrs. Tai has only one way to suppress the younger generation, but it has to be admitted that it works.

Xing Zhao made a silent note in his heart, with the green curtain hat covering his face, Boss Bai couldn't see Miss He Si's expression clearly, but he could hear the little lady's clear voice.

"Go to the main courtyard. At this time, Mrs. Tai is either reciting scriptures, or she is about to go to bed. You must be a junior."

Xing Zhao said, and walked in with Lianyu and Jiang Mingying, Fang Qi looked at this side and said nothing, and walked towards the main hall with a chuckle, Xing Jing saw his sister's back straightened, and said no in his heart What was it like to come out, and thinking of the person I was going to meet later, my heart felt even heavier. Seeing Fang Qi jumping out, he was stunned for a moment, and then followed.

From the second gate to the main courtyard, Xing Zhao is used to walking this way. Xing Zhao looked down at his step by step, and his heart was full of confusion. He Yan didn't want to see her, so Director Bai directly Ask her to go elsewhere. At this time, He Yan still ignores the relatives, and just wants to solve the crisis wholeheartedly.

People, people, Xing Zhao smiled in his heart, and he didn't know whether he was laughing at her general bewilderment, or at the unknown emotions that surged up from her for no reason.

There are many bamboo shadows, the little maid who leads the way in front still has her hair on her head, her bangs are patted on her forehead obediently, she is walking cautiously with two lanterns in her hand, either she is getting close to people, or she is far away from them , the face is very raw, looks like a new little girl.

The mother's death also changed the entire layout of the Marquis of Lin'an.

Xingzhao was thinking wildly while walking, Yueqiao followed behind, and tried to pass Jiang Mingying and Lianyu in front several times, but was blocked by someone. Grand Master Mu sat down on the chair, Lianyu went to serve tea, Jiang Mingying stood behind with low eyebrows, then found the opportunity to rush forward and speak in a low voice.

"The fourth girl still remembers me!" Yue Qiao was very anxious, Xing Zhao raised his head, looked at her calmly, and nodded after a while.

Yue Qiao immediately beamed with joy, her eyes sparkled, and she knelt down on the ground as soon as she cried: "It's hard for the fourth girl to remember that after the servant girl left, the life of the people in the main courtyard is getting worse day by day! First, they didn’t even give up the door, and then they sold the sales, and the staff blamed them. Thanks to the cleverness of the servants, they escaped one catastrophe after another, but the servants’ family members were not so lucky. When you are sent to the Zhuangzi, you can take this servant to the palace because of the fact that this servant has served the eldest lady, and this servant will definitely serve you as if she had served the eldest lady!"

Xing Zhao's calm expression gradually changed, and he looked at Yue Qiao like a fool.

That day, He Yan showed his power, hooped her in the small garden, and dragged the eldest lady into the main courtyard. Everyone in the courtyard watched, except for Mama Huang who rushed out with a knife, no one dared to move!
The slaves she doesn't ask for are dead men, but they don't ask for them either. After the trouble is over, she can still do her best for them just like keeping Mama Huang!
Yue Qiao was still reading next to her ear, Xing Zhao suddenly felt powerless, and waved her hand, Jiang Mingying asked someone to drag her down.

There was no noise nearby, Xingzhao raised his head and looked at the main courtyard. There was white silk hanging on it. When he touched it, the tabletop of the small case was spotless. Looking in the corners, there was no dust, even on the high table. The pot of crabapple in Xifu, although the flowers have passed the flowering period and withered long ago, the leaves are still lush and lush.
It looks like it was tidied up every day.

Who took care of it?Mrs. too?Second lady?Or He Yan?

Xing Zhao walked from the inner room to the outer hall, stroking the Arhat bed where his mother slept inch by inch, to the back of every table and chair in the main courtyard, and to the rocking chair where his mother often sat. Xing Zhao wanted to cry so much Now, my mother seems to be still here, her breath is still here, tender and lingering, timid.

Xing Zhao stood silently in the warm pavilion for a long time, the lit candle was half burned out, and the wax tears streaming down the side condensed on the half way.

Lianyu followed Xing Zhao, neither daring to persuade nor want to persuade, the sadness in the room was so thick that she couldn't open her mouth.

It seems like a long time has passed, it seems that only a quarter of an hour later, there was a very regular "knock knock" sound outside the window lattice, Xing Zhao raised his head suddenly, just in time to see He Yan bowing his head and bending over, opening the bamboo curtain of the main courtyard , come in slowly.

　Ah Yuan really didn't stop here on purpose. Are He Yan and Xing Zhao considered father and son?
　　
　
(End of this chapter)