Inheritance policy

Chapter 112 Father and Son

Chapter [-] Father and Son

He wore a long indigo linen robe, his hair was tied together with a jade crown, his figure was tall and straight, his face was delicate and fair, and he didn't look like a man in his prime at all.

Sure enough, he was a well-known handsome man in Ding capital.

As soon as He Yan raised his head, the dull appearance of the little lady like a porcelain doll came straight into his eyes. She had big almond eyes and a small nose that was upturned. She was beautiful and gentle. She didn't look like Fang Fu at all.
"Ah Wu."

He Yan cleared his throat, stood up straight, and called out loudly with a smile. He didn't know that these two words actually contained some invisible temptation and flattery.

Just at the right time, there was a long and long sound of beating watchmen coming from Jiujing Hutong. The mallet hit the gong three times. He barely overwhelmed He Yan's soft call.

Ke Zhao could still hear the phrase "Awu" clearly.

Hey, the sourness like biting green apricots rushed straight to my heart, throat, tongue, and eye sockets.It's so astringent, it's so astringent that people's eyes are hot and itchy, and the bubbles of tears are swirling inside, wanting to rush out.

At least He Yan didn't want to see her, Xing Zhao suddenly thought of this
People. People.
Xing Zhao was really terrified of such emotions, terrified of being alone with He Yan.

He is her father, he indulges her, loves her, he will ask her with a smile if she is studying Liu Gongquan or Linyan Zhenqing now, he will rub her head gently with his big hand, and then smile softly, but he is also the one in front of her The one who forced her mother to drink the poison, the one who ignored her tears and heart-piercing cries, the one who insisted on going his own way, was also the one who scolded her brother, betrayed her mother, and destroyed a family people!
How can father and mother-killing enemy be equated!

Tolerance and blood, coddling and killing, kinship and enemies, father and villain, these should not be compared at all.
Seeing He Yan's powerless expression with his own eyes, Xing Zhao suddenly discovered that any kind of pure hatred, resentment without hesitation and hesitation, was more heart-wrenching.

Simply heartbroken, he lowered his eyelids, closed them desperately, bowed his head and bowed his knees deeply, pursed his lips and smiled and saluted He Yan warmly: "Ah Wu greets Lord Hou, I haven't seen him for a long time, are you okay?" From the second gate to the main courtyard, the bamboo grove has grown lush and lush again, and it will become a green grass again in midsummer. When the wind blows, you can still smell the fragrance of bamboo in the main courtyard, and you can also smell it. Hearing the sound of narrow and long bamboo leaves beating in the wind, you said that this rustling sound is more beautiful than the sound of rain beating plantains."

Talking in a hurry, in the end, Xing Zhao didn't know what she was talking about. The words were in his mouth and couldn't be swallowed. Hearing that there was no sound from the other end, he raised his head and looked directly at He Yan. Yan's pupils were dark brown, and he seemed extremely focused. He suddenly relaxed and said with a light smile, "Have you finished talking with Uncle? Ah Wu, the main courtyard, has also seen it. Today's visit is inappropriate. Second Aunt Neither did I visit, nor did Mrs. Tai. It’s just that it’s getting late, and it’s time for Ah Wu to return to the palace.”

Since you still struggle when facing each other, then just run away, just be a coward once, just this time, and succumb to inner contradictions and compromises.

As soon as the words fell, Jiang Mingying walked ahead - she was going to get ready for the carriage, and Xing Zhao followed behind with lowered eyebrows.

"Ah Wu, wait a minute, father... I have something to tell you."

He Yan's voice was ethereal. Seeing that Xingzhao's steps stopped, it seemed that he had made great determination, and he winked at Director Bai, who then came out with his servants in a file, lowered his voice and looked at Lianyu and Mrs. Jiang Mingying ordered: "You guys also go out first, you can wait in the carriage outside the mansion, or wait in the side room, if you are worried, you can wait in the veranda."

Jiang Mingying's expression was indifferent, but she said with a smile: "Today, the princess of Wenyang county is not allowed to come out. The empress is not allowed. This season is the most prone to summer heat. The slaves are afraid that if the slaves get away, the princess of Wenyang county will feel uncomfortable. .”

He Yan waved at Jiang Mingying, stopped her from talking, but stared at Xingzhao, and kept her softly: "It will only take a while, less than half an hour, after half an hour, you can go back."

Jiang Mingying frowned, remembering the queen's order, and was about to open her mouth when she heard the childish but deep voice of the little lady.

"Aunt Jiang, Lianyu, you go out first."

Xing Zhao clenched his hands into fists in his sleeves, but his expression was calm and his tone firm.

Jiang Mingying frowned more tightly, Lianyu sighed softly, looked back and forth between He Yan and Xing Zhao, and after thinking about it, she finally bent her knees and pulled Jiang Mingying out, whispering along the way, ". Outside, think about it, Dudu Fang is still here."

Jiang Mingying's expression relaxed, and she was pulled out of the room by Lianyu, and looked back a few times. This steady and reliable female officer couldn't bear it anymore. She leaned on the pillar and said softly: "You are young, I look at you. It's all very sad."

Lian Yu tightly pressed her lips together, looking at the lotus-blue window lattices that shone with warm light, her heart was not at ease.

The door closed with a creak, and Xing Zhao saw that the door that pierced the sky drew a rounded arc on the ground, leaving no crack at the end, and it was tightly closed. What to say to her?Intimidate?win over?still
Xingzhao had a splitting headache, she wanted to think, she wanted to analyze rationally, but she couldn't calm down, she was speculating about her father with the worst attitude, how sad.

"In the past, Mrs. Tai lived in the main courtyard. Oh, it was when your grandfather was still there. Every time I came here, I could smell the strong smell of medicine. Mrs. Tai was in poor health when she was young, and she couldn't leave the medicine and the soup. Ephedra sweats, promotes water and reduces swelling. Guizhi relieves the exterior, relieves pain and warms the meridian. Angelica dahurica dispels cold, dispels wind and clears the orifices. It is probably a long-term illness. Read it out, every time Mrs. Tai recites these on her bedside, Mrs. Tai will touch my head and say nothing."

He Yan looked at the pastel-painted flowers, birds and dendrobium placed on the high table, his eyes did not move, and he sat on the grand teacher's chair on the left while talking.

The unexpected opening made people confused. Xing Zhao looked at her father lightly, but couldn't see clearly the expression on his smiling face.

"Mrs. Tai is often ill, but she drags her sick body to ask me about knowledge every day. From "Analects of Confucius" to "Historical Records", she stuttered once, and she hit my hand with a bamboo strip." I took out a wide one and showed it to Xing Zhao, "It's such a wide bamboo strip. When it hits my hand, the sound is loud and crisp. I don't dare to cry, because Mrs. Tai is lying on the bed and stretched out her body to hit it. I, every time I hit her, I would twitch, she also coughed, coughing very badly, her eyes were red, but her face was pale, looking pitiful and pathetic. I knew it was because of He Xian It's because Mrs. Wanqiu, who lives in the east side of the main courtyard, is trying to argue that she is not weaker than others, so she doesn't allow her son to be weaker than others."

Xing Zhao bowed his head and didn't say a word to interrupt. It was actually indecent for the father and daughter to describe such a scene.

Speaking of which, there is nothing decent about the current He family.
He Yan let out a long sigh, laughed softly, and then laughed slowly: "So I study desperately, desperately trying to please him, Mrs. Tai told me that when I stand on a high place, others will When he could see you when he raised his head, he naturally took you into his heart. As for how to climb higher, Mrs. Tai didn't tell me, but I was thinking, just because He Xian came out of that woman's belly, he didn't have to work hard. Climb, someone will see him. But I want to risk my life, put down my face and dignity, let go of my dream, let go of the woman on my heart, and go to beg old general Fang, go to the emperor, go to all kinds of people , so that he can see me."

Who is he?
It should be Lord Hou.

"Why do you have to let him see it?"

Xing Zhao suppressed the bitterness that was about to sprout in his throat: "The pain and pain you have suffered, you let your son, your daughter, and your woman taste it again one by one? Mother is not the person you like, mother Isn't she a woman who can play harmoniously with you, mother didn't please you, so she should die!"

"Mother occupies the seat of Mrs. Lin'an Hou, and that woman wants you to fulfill your childhood dream, so mother should die!"

"Do you have to rely on the sacrifice of others to complete the dignity you let go, the dream you lost!"

"You bring the unfairness and bitterness you have suffered to others as they are. Do you think that you have picked up the dignity you once lost? No, you are throwing your dignity and dreams farther and farther away. This time, it wasn't others who asked you to throw it away, it was you who threw it down with your own hands!"

Xingzhao's palms were sweating, his eyes were wide open, and he stared straight at He Yan, who was bowing his head. His voice went from a low moan at the beginning to a sharp voice at the end, and the tears in his eyes turned into The sweet blood in the back stood up unbelievably, trembling and stiff, even her ears were buzzing, she didn't know where she was and who she was facing.

Is He Yan justifying?Either make a clean break, cut off all entanglements, or endure it after you have done it!

If you can't be a gentleman, you should at least be an upright villain!
"What a good person my mother is." Xing Zhao couldn't hold it back at last, tears streaming down his cheeks, "She respects her husband, she loves her children, and she takes care of her big one. The Hou Mansion is well-managed, she is the one you Mingmei is marrying back, and she has done nothing wrong! Why do you have to force the suffering you have suffered on your mother completely."

"That's why I regret it all the time now"

He Yan slowly raised his head, his eyes were slightly red, and he interrupted Xing Zhao's words softly.

　To fix the bug tomorrow, there is no cleansing of scumbags, and there is no Madonna heroine, but A Yuan thinks this is a normal reaction of a person, and a person has to face his own mistakes, even if it is only once in a lifetime, no matter what the ending is.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)