Xu Xuzhi

Chapter 2

Ning Zheng's large steps still revealed a trace of his eagerness.

Feng Jiu was imprisoned in his arms, with no hope of escape.

Although they have been married for a few years, since the two of them actually got married, they can only spend less than ten days together almost every month, and Ning Zheng spent most of this time on the bed...

Although it is much better than when I felt nothing but pain at the beginning, Feng Jiu still doesn’t understand why Ning Zheng, who seems to be so pure and ascetic as a green pine and cultivated bamboo, is so disrespectful to this matter. enthusiastic.

It can be seen that looking at the face is unreliable.

But one thing is good - no matter how long he has been outside, so far, he has never had the idea of ​​accepting other women into the mansion, which is what her late father-in-law is best at.

This is not uncommon: don’t look at the fact that most of the people who are active in China today, whether it’s officialdom or business, are those who have studied abroad, but on the one hand they talk about the various drawbacks of the feudal system, posing as if they must get rid of them quickly, and on the other hand, But they insist on polygamy, take it if it is beneficial, and discard it if it is unfavorable. The double standard is really implemented thoroughly, which makes people amazed at their brazenness.

Although Fengjiu used to be the master of a blank sheet of paper who had never met a man, but during the few days we met each month, I saw him toss and turn endlessly... Even if he is inexperienced, he knows that he is at least most of the time outside. It's plain.

Even her own father persuaded her that such a powerful and powerful man who is still a clean man is rare now.

still?It's really not bad...

Ning Zheng came to the bed in a few steps, and with a slight toss, Feng Jiu rolled over involuntarily on the spacious bed; the two little braids that she hastily braided before dancing in her school uniform were also rubbed out with some burrs Son, just sat up in panic.

Ning Zheng smiled lightly.

He took a step forward, knelt on one knee on the bed, stretched out his hand to pinch Fengjiu's delicate chin, squinted his eyes to look at her, and said in a low voice, "I've been married for so long, and I still dress up like a schoolgirl, why don't you?" , Are you still thinking about going outside and pretending to be an unmarried woman?"

Hey, look, Feng Jiu feels that sometimes the two of them don't get along very well, and it's all because of his bad mouth.

Feng Jiuhao figured out a reason, and kicked his black leather shoe out.

Ning Zheng teased him for a while, and secretly prepared himself, how could he be succeeded by this small arm and calf?
He grabbed her slender ankles, took off both shoes, and threw them behind her neck.

Under the black pleated skirt was a slender, straight, smooth and white leg, which he held firmly in his hand and looked at carefully—if it was on Broadway, it would also be a beautiful leg that could jump on the chief.

He bowed his head and kissed her, and then pulled her hand. Feng Jiu couldn't help but fell half of her body on the bed, only her two elbows barely supported her body. She straightened her neck and screamed again and again, which could only make Ning Zheng The smile deepened.

Feng Jiu took advantage of his unpreparedness and quickly turned over and crawled out of the bed.

Before she had climbed a few steps, a heavy and warm body was already firmly pressing on her.She was so crushed that she couldn't help "humming" softly, and buried her face down in the satin-covered silk quilt of hundreds of sons and grandchildren, and fell silent.

The heavy body made an inch of progress and pressed down hard, Feng Jiu was so angry that he kicked his legs back, but they all missed.

"My wife is really different. Every time we meet again, we always come out like this. Don't you think it's very exciting?"

"Bah!" Feng Jiu struggled to pull his head out of the quilt, turned his head and shouted at him, his nose was snorting, like a bad-tempered pony.

Little pony... Ning Zheng's eyes are getting darker and darker.

"That can't just sit and wait for death, it has to be, meaning..." The originally loud voice became smaller and smaller at the back, also, the strength is very different, and the results are often terrible, so I really have no face to talk about it.

Ning Zheng laughed and turned her over. Feng Jiu felt that he was being teased like a flipping bastard, which was very humiliating.

Ning Zheng stared at her blushing face, seeing the eyelashes fluttering rapidly like butterfly wings, the mouth that was just thin and thick at the top trembling slightly, like rose petals ready to withstand the ravages of a storm; In the bright eyes of the drunk, what was reflected was all of himself...

He lowered his head and kissed her deeply, then drove straight in, making waves.

The hand also moved to the small stand neckline of Feng Jiu's jacket, and said lightly: "I don't need to wear this dress in the future."

With the sound of tearing the silk, the clothes were seen as unwearable.

Ning Zheng didn't expect to see such a beautiful scene directly: round, fragrant, pure, and flawless. Because of the vigorous movement just now, a burst of plump pink came out through the thin skin. Under the bright sunlight, Like a beauty carved out of blubber.

He was stunned for a moment, pushed Feng Jiu's two hands away, raised them to her head, and clasped them tightly with one hand.

Feng Jiu took a deep breath, staring blankly at the transparent crocodile on the bed curtain, on which lotus flowers and lotus pods were intertwined, full of fruits, hanging on the bed of the young couple, the implication can be imagined.

Ning Zheng casually lowered his head and sniffed deeply, "Being a wife, why is it still so fragrant... Should I thank me..."

...In this era, Western psychology has become very popular in the Chinese intellectual circles. Mr. Feng Jiu suspects that Ning Zheng is that kind of "dual personality"—or else, some people are used to talking dirty like "Is it going to rain today?" It's the same, it has to be said that Feng Jiu doesn't understand men as creatures.

In fact, the vast majority of men have two faces on the bed and under the bed. They can be called sanctimonious on the outside, but they are unspeakable.

Ning Zheng didn't keep his hands idle while he was talking, and quickly peeled off his snowy and soft body, "Look at your school uniform, it's the same everywhere, so why don't you wear it again?" What's the matter?It's true that the benevolent sees the benevolent and the adult sees the adulterous, Feng Jiu gritted his teeth, intending to kick him a few more times but couldn't, it really added fuel to his anger.

Ning Zheng knelt with his knees wide open, his soul-stirring deep eyes examined with a half-smile, and Feng Jiu's face flushed suddenly.

Feng Jiu felt a familiar thin itch slowly gushing out from the depths of his body.

Ning Zheng's eyes were as dark as Feng Tiantian's sky before the snow.

He withdrew Feng Jiu's hand, undid the discipline button, and took off the military uniform and the white shirt inside, revealing his broad shoulders and thick chest. Feng Jiu stared at him without saying a word.

He slowly began to untie his belt again, Feng Jiu finally couldn't carry it anymore, his freed hands had a place to go, and he quickly covered his eyes.

Ning Zheng turned over and sat up, and he threw the two long riding boots that were so difficult to take off to the ground at once, making a heavy muffled sound.

Feng Jiu opened his eyes and looked, then quickly turned over and climbed to the side of the bed, put on his torn school uniform, and stretched his legs out of bed.

She looked at the big pineapple wood closet by the wall, and when she pulled apart the rows of clothes, she couldn't get them out.

Over there, Ning Zheng's smile never dissipated when he heard the rustling voice behind him.

After a while, he has revealed a body with a strong sense of sculpture—wide shoulders and narrow waist, the body proportions are extremely perfect, the size of the head matches the width of the shoulders, the slender neck, and the protruding Adam's apple are really charming, except There are several long or short, deep or shallow scars all over the body, the skin texture can be called fine and smooth, and the abdominal muscles are distinct.

Barefoot, he walked step by step to the big wardrobe with obvious targets, opened the door, swept his eyes, dragged out Feng Jiu who was hiding behind layers of clothes, pressed him directly into his arms, and whispered to Feng Jiu He said in his ear, "There is nowhere in this room that you haven't escaped, huh?" Then she blew lightly on her red ear that was about to bleed.

"Just don't bow to the dark forces of warlords." Feng Jiu shrank his neck and gave him a white look.

Ning Zheng couldn't laugh or cry, and a trace of helplessness flashed in his eyes: "The good Apollo chasing the goddess of laurel, you made it into a cross talk."

Feng Jiu felt that he really never forgot to put gold on his face, and pay back Apollo?
At this time, there was a sudden heat and itching on her neck, and Ning Zheng had already lowered his head and began to nibble on her neck.

Fengjiu's neck is the most sensitive, and he couldn't help but smile "hee" and shrink his neck, then raised his hand and pushed his face hard.

Ning Zheng was pushed to the side by her face, but he didn't care. He picked her up and threw her on the bed again. Afterwards, his warm and strong body pressed down heavily. This time, there were no such pretensions. ...

Ning Zheng indulged again and again in the delicate and soft fragrance, feeling that he had been compensated for his hard work over the past month.

Feng Jiu tried his best to deal with it, but in the end, the tide of emotion was surging, and he didn't know where he was. Maybe, it wasn't just one person who got interested.

Ning Zheng slept soundly, and didn't wake up until noon.

He looked down at Feng Jiu who was sleeping soundly in his arms, and a smile appeared in his eyes that had gradually become cold over the past few years.

He lowered his head and sucked Feng Jiuying's lips until she let out a "squeak" and loosened her teeth that were unconsciously clenched during sleep.He hooked her reluctantly and kissed her wantonly.

After a while, Feng Jiu was completely suffocated awake.

She hurriedly took a few breaths, coughed a few more times, and opened her eyes angrily.

As soon as her eyes opened, there seemed to be a dazzling light overflowing, and for a moment, the people around her were also fascinated.

The two still maintained their lingering posture.

Ning Zheng is so domineering: From the first day they shared the same bed, even though there was no real bridal chamber, Feng Jiu tried to hide out but failed. Of course, Feng Jiu also underestimated Ning Zheng's endurance... It was only when they were really together that she realized that the first two years of marriage seemed to be a bit difficult for Ning Zheng.

"It's time to get up." Ning Zheng wrapped his arms around Feng Jiu's neck, hugged her tightly, and stroked her smooth back with the other hand. She has a very beautifully curved spine, along the way With the slender waist winding down, looking at it is already bone-destroying.

Fengjiu was confused for a moment, but soon regained his clarity, took a deep breath, "It's time for us to say hello to grandma."

"...That's right, my father-in-law really taught you very well." Ning Zheng smiled.

"Morning and evening, it's a matter of course." Feng Jiu was puzzled, and when he lowered his head to see the two people seeing each other honestly, he couldn't help blushing, "...Although, it's not morning yet."

She glared at him again.

"I mean you used the 'we', very good." Ning Zheng smiled and said slowly.

When the two came together, people outside heard it.

Qiu Sheng hurried in to wait on him, and as expected, he smelled the faint smell of alienation in the lady's room every time the uncle came back, so he invited the two of them to go down for lunch.

Wu Ma just made yellow vegetables, stir-fried beef with chili, vinegared cabbage heart, scallop and shepherd's purse soup. There are very few vegetables in winter in the Northeast, and this shepherd's purse is also pickled with salt in summer. That's the case, three dishes and one soup It is still burnt yellow and bright green, full of color and fragrance, very attractive, the two of them moved their index fingers, Wu Ma looked at Feng Jiu, then at Ning Zheng, just like any ordinary Chinese mother, seeing that the child loves to eat When you cook your own dishes, you will be all smiles.

After dinner, Ning Zheng changed into a navy blue gown with a black fur cloak over it. He stretched his hands back naturally. Feng Jiu, who was lowering his head to adjust the collar loops of his white fox fur coat, hesitated for a moment before putting his hand on Ning Zheng's. hand.

Wu Ma told them to be careful, Feng Jiu responded softly, and the couple meandered away all the way.

Qiu Sheng didn't follow. Although he was still young, he had reached the age of half-understanding: "Mother Wu, why do you think my uncle keeps Miss locked in the room for so long every time I come back? I think Miss is tired. "

Wu Ma choked, and turned her head to stare at Qiu Sheng who was very curious and puzzled, "In a few years, it won't be too late for you to worry about this matter again."

Fengtian in this era is much colder than the weather in the 21st century. In the twelfth lunar month, thirty degrees below zero is the norm.

The female relatives of the family usually go around in a warm sedan made of terry cloth with a hot smokeless charcoal basin inside. As for going out, they must take a horse-drawn carriage or a car.

Ning Zheng knew Fengjiu's temperament, he was not squeamish, he loved sports, and he was most particular about "exercising in the wind and rain". Although he didn't reach the point of "practicing in winter and summer in summer", his body was very healthy. He appreciated the attitude very much, so the couple just walked away.

After the first snowfall, there are not many beautiful scenery in the yard except for the "heavy snow pressing the green pines and green pines standing straight" of various colors.

The heavy snow covered each courtyard with a white cloak. Because the air was dry, there was no icicles, but it also seemed that this side of the world was so quiet and peaceful. How many bloody past events were covered by the white snow, the entire handsome mansion was as pure as heaven and earth at the beginning.

The ice layer on the surface of Jinghu Lake in the back has been very thick. Under the soft light of the winter sun in the afternoon, it reflects a colorful circle of light. If you look there, a few uneven ice marks happen to reflect a strong The light suddenly hurt her eyes.

She said "Yeah" and raised her hand to cover her eyes.

Hearing this, Ning Zheng stopped immediately, pushed her hand away, and carefully examined her eyes. He saw that the whites of her originally clear eyes were a little red, and a little tear came out, which was neither long nor short. On the dense and dense eyelashes, the cream will soon condense
He took out a white cotton napkin and wiped it for her.

"Does it hurt? Don't stare at the lake."

Feng Jiu hummed, rubbed her eyes again, and blinked. After washing with tears, her eyes that were originally clear and moist were even more radiant like the clear sky after the rain. She smiled embarrassedly: "Okay!" gone."

After speaking, she found that Ning Zheng was not moving, so she couldn't help but look up, and found that he was staring at her motionlessly, and the eyes that were always as deep as the night also lightened a bit.

She hurried over to say hello, and shook her head lightly in confusion. Ning Zheng held her head firmly with both hands, carefully checked her eyes, and saw that she was fine, so he put her arm towards her. Wrapped around their forearms, the two continued to walk forward.

The General's Mansion is divided into three courtyards. To the east is the residence of Ning Zheng's grandmother, the old lady. The old lady's widowed sister lives with her. Both sisters and sons are in bad luck. They are both in their 30s. They are widowed, and the sister has no children, so they live together with a companion. The upstairs of them lives the two young ladies who have not left the cabinet, and they are the two granddaughters that Mrs. Ning loves the most.

Xikuayuan is the residence of the four aunts and wives of the old man. The courtyard is very spacious, and most of them live with their own underage children. The two-story building that looks awkward inside is Xiaoqinglou, where Ning lives. Zheng's elder brother and second elder brother have two families. The elder brother died young, leaving only the elder sister-in-law and son Hongsi, and the second sister-in-law has a son Hongyun and a daughter Yanying.

The one in the middle is the Daqinglou, which is now Ning Zheng's residence, office and meeting place at home.

At this time, the Rongshou Hall was full of excitement.The masters had already had their lunch, and it was freezing cold outside in the winter, and there was not much to do, so they all went to the old ancestor's side to relieve their boredom.

Mrs. Ning's younger sister, Mrs. He, has always been reticent with words, and she is very measured. She just put on a kind smile and listened quietly to these people making fun of her old sister.

The servants had reported all the way to the past, and the family members were eagerly looking forward to hearing what news the pillar of the Ning family, who hadn't seen for a month, would have for everyone to hear.

Sixi, the eldest girl of Rongshou Hall, had already greeted her outside the door.

"The third young master and the third young grandma are here! The old ancestor heard that you came back early in the morning, so happy, I ate an extra bowl of japonica rice porridge!" The ancient rules, and the staple food is only porridge.Ning Zheng Feng Jiushuang nodded her head in gesture.

Feng Jiu had always liked Si Xi, who knew about advances and retreats and took care of the general situation, so he smiled at her again.

The old lady is indeed good at teaching people, although she is only from a farmer, she is extremely intelligent and enlightened, and the maids around her are all good people.

As soon as they entered, they saw a room full of people, all looking at them with smiles.

"Greetings to grandma."

Ning Zheng knelt on the ochre-colored cushion that had been placed on the terrazzo floor, and kowtowed three times to Mrs. Ning.

Then he stood up and joined Feng Jiu to say hello to the other elders beside him.

Madam Ning smiled happily, and Madam Ning's sister and four concubines, who were sitting upright beside her, also smiled.

Immediately, the room became more lively. People who had been playing chess, flipping ropes, throwing games, and admiring antiques also stopped, and gathered around the old lady to watch the fun.

There were endless voices of greetings.

As for the reason why the third young master came back to the mansion early in the morning, but only came to greet him at this moment, apart from the ignorant children, no one else could understand.

Feng Jiu is thin-skinned after all, and always feels that there is a kind of joke in the eyes of others looking at them, as if they all know the reason why they didn't come this morning and only come to say hello now, the white and greasy skin is unconsciously similar to Qiu Persimmons are generally reddish.

After all, the old lady couldn't see her eyes, she cleared her throat and said: "Jiu'er, you two will be married for three years in the next year. There are thousands of things in the world, and the heirs are the most important thing. Chen Zhong'er rarely comes back. Other things Ah, it doesn't matter." It's only been a little over two years, but it's been rounded up to three years at the old lady's place. After she finished speaking, she didn't forget to wink at her jokingly—the old lady is upright by nature and doesn't like to be around. Everyone is used to talking.

As soon as Mrs. Ning's words came out, the playful eyes of some people in the room immediately changed.

As soon as she got married, she experienced all kinds of surprises of this naughty old lady of the dealer, so now she doesn't feel any pressure, but only grateful in her heart.

She gave a deep blessing and answered "yes" in a low voice.

Mrs. Ning, who was the most senior and powerful, had already spoken, how dare the others say nothing, and immediately asked about other things jokingly, and the whole Rongshou Hall immediately showed a scene of family harmony and joy.

"Okay, okay, sit down."

"Third brothers and three younger siblings are really a good match. When we came in, we were dumbfounded!" A soft and soft voice sounded at the right time. Feng Jiu looked up and saw that it was the second sister-in-law Yan Leling, a Shanghainese, a typical woman. Jiangnan beauty, and the second brother of the Ning family are classmates studying abroad. It is hard for a lady of the family to follow her husband back to Fengtian in the freezing weather, let alone the second brother is a concubine. This shows that the second brother of the Ning family, Ning Cheng, is outstanding.

"No, it's gray everywhere in the winter. You are a virtuous couple, you are really eye-catching." Sister-in-law Li Juanjing was smiling with her lips pursed, and beside her was her only son, Sun Ning, the head of Ning's residence. Hongsi was about the same age as Fengjiu, because his father Ning Yue, the eldest son of Ningfu, died young, Hongsi had always been very sensible, but his character was a bit taciturn, and he was loved by Mrs. Ning.

She is a widow again, and her elder brother died in the last war between the two warlords of Ning and Lu in the battle for territory.

Since ancient times, widows and orphans who lost their parents in childhood may be the most indispensable in the mansions of the generals of all dynasties.

Ning Zheng's elder brother and second brother are both the sons of the second concubine, and the old man is just the three grown sons. The second concubine is the daughter of a teacher, and like Ning Zheng's mother, Zhang, she died early. At the beginning, she almost entered the house with Mrs. Zhang, but she was very favored, so Mrs. Ning was born after Ning Zheng instead.

At that time, the old man was just a group trainer in Chishuigou Township, and he could not be called a rich man, so he was not like a rich family who "knows etiquette in the warehouse", even if the concubine was born before the first wife I don't think there's anything wrong.

Ning Zheng couldn't help but glanced at his nephew Ning Hongsi, seeing that he was just staring at the ground in an orderly manner except to say hello, so he looked away again.

Everyone wentssip again, only to hear Ning Zheng say: "I was in Peiping this time, and I found a new pair of Western-style reading glasses for grandma. You can try it later. This pair is much lighter than the previous one. It's also much clearer."

Madam Ning naturally agreed.

"The presents for everyone have been delivered to each house. Let's go back and have a look later." Apart from the matter of the old lady, Ning Zheng really didn't care about other things.

Naturally, there were various voices of thanks in the hall. Ning Zheng was always generous, and treated everyone equally regardless of his concubine, so he was very popular in the mansion. Ning Zheng also had a sister who was married long ago.

"Third brother, third brother, is that Mrs. Jiang really beautiful?" It was the younger sister Ning Qiaozhi who asked the question, her eyebrows were soft and cute.

Ning Zheng pondered for a while: "Mrs. Jiang has the demeanor of everyone, and she is eloquent. She really lives up to her reputation. She is very fluent in English, and her words and sentences are elegant and rich in depth."

"I heard that she admires third brother very much." The eldest sister covered her mouth and snickered, looking proud.

"Mrs. Jiang also likes to play tennis, and has played a few times occasionally. She went to the United States since she was a child, and her Chinese is not good enough. She and I can communicate in English, and she is very happy."

There was a burst of admiration. Mrs. Jiang has a large number of fans among female students across the country, probably because of her beauty, she is also an outstanding graduate of Wellesley College, the No. [-] Women's University in the United States.

Everyone understood, and then asked about other interesting topics in Vanity Fairs in Peiping, Tianjin, and Nanjing. After hearing news that was not reported in the newspapers, they were thinking about the gifts delivered to the house, so they all left.

(End of this chapter)