Inheritance policy

Chapter 113 The Past
In the early summer night, the lights of Shuangfu Street are on. In the round hole of the Shuangqiao, there are handsome young men, there are also young ladies wearing green curtains and flying clothes, and there are peddlers who happily promise to go around. , There are also old people who hang a row of lanterns and are not in a hurry to sell them, but only pull tourists to tell stories.A few red lanterns have already been hung high in front of the restaurant's building. Some courageous proprietresses will wear half-arms embroidered on their bodies, and they will stand at the gate with smiling eyes like silk. Throat solicits business.

Amidst the clamor, a canopy carriage with green curtains and soft silk came out of Jiujing Hutong. The ruts rolled on the smooth green brick floor, making a "squeak, squeak" sound, and was instantly lost in the hustle and bustle.

"Girl." Lianyu hesitated to speak, she put her hands solemnly on her knees, but her body shook with the bumps of the carriage.

The little lady was smiling when she came out of the main courtyard, but as soon as she came out of the rich gate of the Marquis of Lin'an, she squatted on the ground and covered her face with her hands and cried mournfully. Mr. Jing Dalang couldn't be coaxed no matter what, Uncle Fang almost He drew his sword and rushed into the mansion again.

She still still remembers the night when the eldest lady died, the girl hugged the eldest lady's body and cried earth-shatteringly, but tonight's crying was lingering, like an unfinished sad poem.

"What day is today?" Xing Zhao lifted the opening curtain with one hand, looked out of the carriage quietly, and said softly, "It's so lively outside."

The voice was not high, but it brought Lianyu back from the memories all of a sudden.

"Maybe it's because the Qixi Festival is coming soon, um... Maybe it's because the Ghost Festival is coming." Lian Yu hurriedly turned her head and saw a masked vendor selling and selling beside the lanterns, so she quickly replied.

Tanabata.
He Yan said that the first time he met his mother was on Qixi Festival.A young lady who had just entered the capital and lost her way, holding a mask in her hand, her face was smeared from crying, and a nobleman in a long gown.The latter was walking on Shuangfu Street, but someone grabbed the hem of his clothes while he was walking. He turned his head to look, only to find that it was a little girl convulsed by crying, and asked with tears all over her face. He said, "Ah Fu can't find his way, his father is gone, and his sister is gone, so there will be people laughing at Ah Fu's face."

Probably in the most unbearable marriage, there are still a few unforgettable scenes that are inexplicably engraved in the heart.

What was He Yan's expression when he said these words?Is it a silence with a smile, or a sigh of remorse.

Xing Zhao gently leaned her head against the inner wall of the carriage, and she realized that she had only seen He Yan before, but in her mind, his face became extremely blurred, as if someone had covered him with a thin veil , She tried hard to think hard, and she could remember the long series of words he said.

".In these days, every time I pass by the main courtyard, I can think of your mother's description. She smiled and crossed her legs on the kang to make clothes for me. She hugged you and recited poems under the cypress tree, and she just married. At that time, Mrs. Tai was afraid that she would not be able to take over the housekeeping right away, so she asked Mama Zhang to copy down the names, places of origin, and hobbies of the housekeepers in the booklet and send them to her. , and asked me to dictate to her, if she made a mistake, she wouldn't even want to eat."

"Recalling that time, I waited for five years to marry your mother. I went to the northwest three times a year, and I was more respectful to the old general than to Mrs. Tai. The old general Fang hesitated but said that I didn't look good. That's too good, 'a man with a not-so-large vestibule is likely to end up in a dead end'. I didn't think so at the time, but looking back now, the old general's ability to know people has never changed in his life. The wrong thing I do now is One wrong step and one wrong step.”

"The suffering I have experienced myself, but I imposed it on others again, Ah Wu. Sometimes I think, if I hadn't married Ah Fu at that time, I didn't care about fame, wealth and position, and insisted on being with Ying Yi, your mother would also Marrying someone who really loves her and protects her, will the ending be different now? If I live a good life with your mother and don't calculate so much, will the result now be different? Jing My brother doesn't recognize me anymore, and sticks to Fang Qi with a cold face. You don't recognize me anymore, I'm afraid you don't want to see me now. All the betrayals are my own fault."

The voice gradually lowered to the ground, facing Mrs. Tai's unspoken regrets, she unexpectedly confided her heart to the young girl.

At the end of the sentence, the words "it's up to you to blame" came out with a chuckle.

One wrong step and one wrong step, but it can be summed up very well. It is because of He Yan's crooked idea that Ying Yi is like a fire that was started by the wind. It will only burn more and more wildly, and finally burn on himself. I had no choice but to retreat to the corner, causing trouble to come to the east.

"Lianyu, you said the Marquis of Lin'an is today."

Today, how sincere are you today?

Xing Zhao spoke softly, but didn't finish speaking. She was stupid, but she couldn't be so stupid.

Wrong is wrong, indulgence and pampering in childhood cannot wipe out the hatred of mother killing, and kinship and involvement cannot constitute evidence to eliminate resentment, no matter whether he is intentional or unintentional, whether it is a long-planned plan or forced by circumstances, Xing Zhao couldn't forgive whether he regretted it at the beginning or acted on every occasion.

She was hesitating, struggling, and contradicting, but she also firmly remembered how her mother died.

Maybe He Yan really regretted it, but what does this mean?Will the mother survive?Could the blood on He Yan's hands be washed away by Ying Yi's good intentions?Can the despair of the two sons and daughters towards their parents be eliminated?
Not at all.

Today's heart-to-heart confession can only mean that He Yan has finally been brave once. No matter what the consequences are, no matter what is right or wrong, one must face up to one's mistakes, even if only once in a lifetime.

The curtain was lifted high by the gust of wind, Xing Zhao poked his head out, the carriage galloped fast, and the lantern with the word "Dian" hanging high at the entrance of Jiujing Hutong seemed quiet in the dots of red light Quiet.

The imposing Zhumen of the Marquis of Lin'an were thrown farther and farther away, gradually turning into a line, a point, and finally submerged in the same gray walls and green tiles, and it was no longer possible to tell what was right and what was wrong.

The bustle of Shuangfu Avenue is when the lights are on and the crowds are crowded, but the celebration of Fengyi Hall is more secretive, like an undercurrent of shareholders rushing away.

"Did Governor Fang really not break He Yan's nose with a punch? Didn't he swell his eyes?" Queen Fang happily sat on top, with half of her body leaning forward, rare curiosity and excitement: "Really? You are not allowed to lie to me. It doesn't matter if you hit me. I will tell you on the emperor's side. You are not allowed to hide it."

Jiang Mingying stood at the bottom, glanced at Xingzhao, the little lady looked as usual, and smiled back to Queen Fang's words.

"When the Marquis of Lin'an saw Fang Dudu, he called him uncle, and Fang Dudu was also full of smiles. At that time, the slaves were serving the Wenyang county master in the main courtyard. Jiang Qianhu said these things. It seems that the atmosphere of the two people is still the same Okay, it’s just that Uncle Yang’s expression was not good, Dudu Fang asked Uncle Yang to kowtow three times to the Marquis of Lin’an. Dudu Fang laughed and said, "One life is given by his parents. This kid dared to run around in the Northwest regardless of the sky and the earth with his life. He really didn't pay attention to his parents. Let Jing Geer kneel down and give to his father." Kowtowing three heads is considered a complete father-son relationship'. Hearing what Jiang Qianhu said, the face of Marquis Lin'an immediately turned green."

Empress Fang laughed. One of her sons was named Fang and the other was named Feng, and there was only one concubine left to support her face. He Yan's face would either be green or white in the future, anyway, it would never be rosy again.

Xingzhao sat obediently on the stool, lowered his head, grabbed the hem of his clothes in his hands, and listened to Jiang Mingying's next words: "Later, Marquis Lin'an asked Uncle Yang when he would go back to live. The governor didn't speak, just waited for Uncle Yang to speak. After a while, Uncle Yang said, "Guarding care is the most important thing now. If something goes wrong, it will not only disappoint the emperor's painstaking efforts, but also ruin his reputation." ", took out the holy order, talked left and right without making a sure letter, but Lin'an Marquis couldn't say anything. "

"I'm going to the Marquis of Lin'an's Mansion today. Did Governor Fang get the letterhead?" Queen Fang gradually suppressed her smile, and got back to business.

Jiang Mingying frowned and thought about it, finally shook her head slightly, and then said respectfully: "I guess not. Dudu Fang and Uncle Yangming stayed in the main courtyard for about an hour, and Marquis Lin'an came to the main courtyard."

Leading people openly and leading Ma Ye to visit the Marquis' Mansion, I have to say that Fang Qi is very courageous. In an hour, a few elders will definitely not be able to find anything out of such a huge Marquis' Mansion.It died down in such a short period of time, either it was turned over immediately, or it was determined that it would not be able to turn over.
"Jiang Qianhu found a copper basin filled with carbon black paper ashes in the other mountains. There was a piece of paper inside that was not burned, and it was written by Fang Dudu on it. It should be He Yan who burned all the letter paper."

Jiang Mingying added calmly.

Empress Fang's heart sank, all burned?What can a piece of paper prove?Fang Qi came back yesterday, but He Yan burned the letter today, and his mind turned quickly!
Suddenly, his thoughts changed, and he caught two words in Jiang Mingying's previous remarks.

"Has He Yan come to the main courtyard? Has he seen Xing Zhao?"

Jiang Mingying didn't answer, it was Xing Zhao who answered.

"It's Ah Wu who saw Marquis Lin'an." Xing Zhao put the teacup on the small case while talking warmly, looked up at Empress Fang and said with a smile: "Marquis Lin'an said that Ah Wu talked a lot, about how my mother used to be. He talked about Ah Wu's childhood, talked about his childhood, talked about his involuntary behavior, and also talked about his remorse."

As soon as the little lady raised her head, Empress Fang saw that Xing Zhao's eyes were red, and his cheeks were flushed, and he looked like he had cried hard.

He Yan actually still has the face to see Ah Wu!
Shameless!
In vain to be a father!

　There is one more!The recommended work "Ghost Concubine Plan", the name seems to be supernatural, but it is actually a warm romance in a supernatural skin~
　　


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