Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 145 Love Rival No. [-]
It's really a good strategy that kills three birds with one stone, but it's just that he can come up with such a detailed plan, but he doesn't know who it is. Su Fengjin has no idea, but after going through these storms, now the sadness is relieved and he calms down. After thinking about it carefully, I found that there is no way to find out, and I can only rely on Zhan Qingcheng.

Su Fengjin rubbed her sleepy eyes: "Who is the murderer?"

"I'll check it out for you, go to sleep." Zhan Qingcheng patted her on the head, his eyes were as gentle as water.

Su Fengjin was so exhausted that she went to rest with Wanzhu. Zhan Qingcheng arranged for someone to guard inside the mourning hall, and the sky outside had already revealed a dim light.

The snow has just stopped, everything is covered by snow, the mountains in the distance are like a pair of boundless white paper, stretching all the way to unknown places, Huan Sha lowered her eyes, and whispered to Zhan Qingcheng: "General, go to rest. The servants are guarding here."

Zhan Qingcheng stared at the carrier pigeon that flew back, took out the note, opened it, and glanced at it. It was nothing more than Yun Yi's greetings to the eighteenth generation of his ancestors, and the fact that the seventh prince would return to court in the next year.

Zhan Qingcheng threw the note into the brazier, and said lightly: "The mountain rain is about to come and the wind will fill the building."

Huansha has secretly handled many matters for Zhan Qingcheng, so she knows the situation in the court: "The seventh prince holds half of the troops in the court, and the princelings may not be able to sleep well."

Zhan Qingcheng came out of the mourning hall, picked a plum blossom and went to Su Fengjin's dormitory, put the plum blossom in a bottle beside the bed, and the faint fragrance wafted in the room, Su Fengjin was really sleepy, when did Lian Zhan Qingcheng lie in bed? She doesn't know either.

The night in the Su Mansion finally came to an end, and a group of lively people gathered outside early in the morning. They wanted to see the jokes of the Su Mansion, but they never thought that Xiao Ranxin would help the maid to open the door and welcome everyone into the mansion. , although his face was pale, he was much kinder to others and took good care of everything, which made everyone suspicious of what happened last night.

When Su Zhengqing woke up early in the morning, he saw Xiao Shi diligently directing people to go about their business, and was surprised for a moment: "You are..."

Xiao Ranxin brushed the maid's hand away, and saluted Su Zhengqing respectfully, with a bruise on his face: "Mrs. Du was also her nanny, and it was really difficult in the mansion these years. I did some stupid things to make them suffer." , Master, don't worry, from today onwards, I will treat Feng Jin as if she has already come out."

But seeing Xiao Ranxin's white clothes and plain drafts, his pale face, all his hairpins and filial piety, Su Zhengqing looked suspicious in his heart: "Ma'am, you...have you been possessed by something?" Why can't you look back and forth? It seems like a person.

Xiao Ran clings to the handkerchief and mourns: "I was the one who failed Feng Jin earlier, but last night I dreamed about our Yun Jin, and Yun Jin said something to me, master, it was I who failed Feng Jin, alas , put that wreath on hold, and don't let the wind blow it away."

Xiao Ranxin turned around and went to direct those who brought the wreaths. After all, this Su Mansion is a big family in Ping'an County, and now they have made such a big show for a deceased nanny. He was going to come, and Zhan Qingcheng was also there, looking at the crowd of guards outside the Su Mansion from a distance, it made people panic and reverence, and countless people rushed to see the general's true face.

Su Fengjin fell asleep until the sunset, and Zhan Qingcheng was sitting at the table writing something. Seeing her get up, he put down his pen and handed the letter to Huansha: "Hungry?"

Su Fengjin shook her head, brought new clothes to Su Fengjin, and exaggerated to Su Fengjin: "Miss, listen to the ghosts crying and howling outside. Those who don't know should be the relatives of those people. Grandma Du didn't see them lending a helping hand when she was in trouble, but now they are coming to cry, Granny Du won't feel touched, Granny Du will only find it annoying."

The cries came out in a neat and rhythmic way with the mourning and music, and Su Fengjin had a headache for a while.

Huan Shazhe finished his pen and ink, and came over with more food. Su Fengjin really didn't have an appetite, and because of Zhan Qingcheng's warning gaze, he had to take a few mouthfuls with the bowl in his hand.

In fact, the funeral has been taken care of by Xiao Ranxin and the butler Yu Si. When Su Fengjin went over after eating, he saw a group of people kneeling neatly in front of the birthday cake. The incense burner was filled with Fragrant, the taste is tantalizing.

The Taoist priest who did the work had already come, and he was busy around the coffin at the moment, seeing Zhan Qingcheng and Su Fengjin coming, Qiqi cried even harder, as if he wanted to show his share in front of Su Fengjin. Filial piety.

Su'e burned a handful of paper money, approached Su Fengjin and said in a low voice, "Sister, my condolences."

Su Fengjin brushed her hand away, knelt down in front of the longevity material, took the incense and bowed three times, then inserted the incense into the incense burner.

Zhan Qingcheng glanced at the people who came to express their condolences, and said calmly: "Stay for those who have done you kindness."

A group of people were puzzled, looked at each other for a while, and forgot to cry.

Huansha added: "Those who are kind to this old man will stay, and the rest will wait, please come back."

Everyone remembered what happened last night, and they ran away in fright. Huansha lifted the collar of one of them: "This old man has received your kindness?"

The man trembled in fright: "Xiao Xiao... Xiao's legs are numb from kneeling, this... let's go now."

Huansha loosened his collar, and the man got up from the ground and ran away as if fleeing for his life.For a moment, the entire crowded hall became empty, and only one incense lingered with a choking smell.

Wanzhu looked at the slipped shoe, and after a moment of silence, took a broom and swept the shoe out.

Su Fengjin knelt down and began to burn the paper money, Xiao Ranxin also knelt with her, occasionally glanced at her expression, and saw that she had no expression, her heart was fluctuating.

"Brother's injury...how is it?" Su Fengjin finally picked a topic and opened her mouth.

Xiao Ran was flattered: "It'll be fine if you lie down for a few days, it doesn't matter, but you, why are you so pale?"

Su Fengjin burned her paper money silently, Xiao Ran didn't want to disturb her, so she got up and went to busy with other things in the mansion.

The night was low on the top of the head, the candles in the mourning hall were brightly lit, reflecting Su Fengjin's thin figure, Zhan Qingcheng had something to do, and without that coercion, Su Zhengqing dared to kneel beside Su Fengjin.

He burned the paper money, and found a way to speak 3: "Those Taoist priests said that she should not stay in the mansion for a long time, and she will go down to the well at noon tomorrow."

"Well, I heard from the Taoist priest." The fire light jumped in front of Su Fengjin, warming her with blazing heat. Su Fengjin didn't feel cold despite the wind and snow outside. This was probably the last time Granny Du warmed her up. Thinking of the loss of a close relative on the long road ahead, I feel desolate and at a loss in my heart.

Su Fengjin burned the money paper silently, and suddenly remembered that when she was young, her mother was still there, and Su Zhengqing took her out to play and let her sit on his shoulder to watch the show. At that time, Su Zhengqing was still a good father.

The two just knelt like this, without speaking for a whole night.

In the early morning of the next day, the mansion began to discuss the matter of going down the well and digging into the earth. Su Fengjin buried Granny Du next to her mother's grave. Beside her mother's tomb was also an excellent place to go.

Xiao Ranxin never came to see him off, but Su Zhengqing said to Granny Du after Su Fengjin sent her off: "Fengjin, if you are free, go back to the house and have a look."

Su Fengjin looked up at him, seeing his tired and old face, finally nodded.

Su Zhengqing asked her suddenly: "Feng Jin, do you want to be a gambler or a beggar?"

"Father, take care of yourself." Su Fengjin turned around and got into the carriage. How could the man behind him say that he was the father who gave birth to her and raised her? Su Fengjin is not a heartless person after all.

The carriage drove all the way to Chang'an City. It was already late when she returned to the General's Mansion. Zhan Qingcheng was standing at the door with Qing Ruyu. I found out that Zhan Qingcheng didn't go to see off Granny Du earlier, saying that there was an important matter, and it was just to accompany Qing Ruyu, so what about her?
Wanzhu helped Su Fengjin get off the carriage, looked at the graceful figure under the lamp and exclaimed: "Miss, is that the lady from the prime minister's family? She is really a beauty..."

Zhan Qingcheng took the cloak in Anji's hand and strode towards Su Fengjin, Su Fengjin bypassed him, nodded at Qing Ruyu and entered the mansion.

Zhan Qingcheng rubbed his nose, and smiled coyly at Qing Ruyu: "My wife's room has such a personality, it made Miss Qing laugh."

Qingru Yucheng's lake-like eyes flashed autumn waves, and he lowered his eyes and smiled, with a gentle and noble demeanor: "It's okay, I just came to visit the old lady, I didn't know that she is so weak."

Zhan Qingcheng rubbed his brows with a tight headache: "Anji, send Miss Qing back home."

Qing Ruyu asked him suddenly: "The prince is going to point me to the prince today, why do you want to stop it, Ah Cheng, do you still have me in your heart?"

"There is no need to bring up the past again. Let me go." Zhan Qingcheng turned to chase Su Fengjin. In his heart, this girl whose talent and beauty amazed the entire Chang'an City was getting farther and farther away from him. She was always in Zhan Qingcheng's memory. In the depths of the past, even if he is alive, this person will not come to him through that past.

When Zhan Qingcheng went to the east room, the door of the east room was locked again, so he had to climb in through the window, just as he knocked on the door, Su Fengjin opened it, poured a basin of cold water, and closed the door again with a bang, Zhan Qingcheng really Really, there are sufferings.

"What are you doing?"

Su Fengjin stuffed the basin into Wanzhu and said in a low voice, "It's nothing, the general will not come here in the future, I'm going to sleep."

Zhan Qingcheng blocked the door and forced his way in. Su Fengjin couldn't push it away, so he had to go back to the room angrily.

Zhan Qingcheng followed behind her and explained: "You don't know, didn't Yun Yi take care of the artillery room of the Ministry of War for me before, and the artillery room exploded, killing and injuring dozens of people, so I hurried back, if you Angry, then you..."

Su Fengjin was sitting by the bed, looking up at him, this tall and heroic man, looking at her so anxiously at this moment, Su Fengjin's heart was soft after all.

"really?"

Aunt Fang was afraid that the two would fight again, so she hurriedly responded: "That's true, it was blown up last night, and the ground shook with that bang, I thought it was the earth dragon turning over, Tian Wei It was only when it was bright that I heard people say that the gun house was blown up. This morning, my master hurried into the palace. I just came back to see the old lady after it was dark. I was about to pick you up. You are not alone. Are you back? Master is really tired. If you have something to say, you have to lose your temper. "

(End of this chapter)