Feng sat in front of the big kang next to the window and looked out through the window frame. He saw people coming and going in the white spiritual room, singing continuously. She couldn't help but sigh softly, and turned to Wang Wenhui who was standing beside her and said, "I really didn't expect that the in-laws would lose their official position, and the funeral of the in-laws could be so lively - he was the one who had been the chief minister."

"Yes!" Wang Wenhui smiled slightly, thinking of the sigh of his father when he came home the day before yesterday - "It's really time for Li to die..."

Jiang Shuangrui stomped his feet: "Mom, this room is cold, and grandmother's birthday banquet is about to begin. Otherwise, let my sister-in-law serve you and I go back first, and Youhui and I are here?"

Liang Youhui, who was standing beside him, nodded repeatedly: "Yes, mom, there are third brother, second sister-in-law, and me... we will take care of third sister-in-law."

Feng thought for a moment and said, "Okay! Your sister-in-law and I will go back first. You can stay here to see if there is any place to help."

She greeted Wang's mother and led Wang Wenhui back to Liang's mansion.

Liang Youhui sat in the room for a while, and intermittently arranged for the mourning female family to come here, all of whom she didn't know. Someone saw her and asked, "Whose girl is this? She looks so rich!"

Jiang Shuangrui greeted them and helped the Shen family entertain them.

Liang Youhui hid behind Jiang Shuangrui and was very uneasy.

She whispered: "Second sister-in-law, I, I'm going to find my third sister-in-law."

Jiang Shuangrui whispered to support her: "Your third sister-in-law advised Mr. Shen in Lord Shen's house! Don't quarrel with her."

Liang Youhui twisted her body and replied, "Oh", and sat alone in the corner of the room.

There are more and more people in the wing room. Everyone is a Kyoto official, and they often encounter weddings and funerals. When they get together, they naturally talk about the shortcomings of the other party and the other party.

Someone sighed: "It's really a bad time to die... A few days earlier, the first-class lady was buried in a grand manner; a few days later, Mr. Shen was out of prison and the couple met... It was so miserable!"

Shen Zhen has no official position now, and everyone calls him Mr. Shen.

"Who said it was not..." A woman familiar with Li sighed, "A smart and capable person is just as old as he is, and he has no adult son."

Everyone talked about the experiences of Shen Zhen and his wife.

Someone whispered: "You guys, will Mr. Shen make a comeback? Speaking of which, it has not happened to him once, twice."

"I look at Xuan!" someone said, "After all, he is a man of such an old age. He was in prison and suffered the pain of losing his wife... It would be great if he could be painless and sick."

Someone also said, "It seems possible. Otherwise, why would the emperor not be convicted until now!"

Someone said again: "Did you see the young woman next to their young master? She said she was Lord Shen's concubine. Speaking of which, Lord Shen is really good... If she hadn't had no children, she wouldn't have taken this room."

"Does anyone know who is in charge of the inner sect now?" someone asked.

"What are you asking about this? Isn't Mr. Shen a fool and let his concubine be the head of the family?"

"No, no!" said the person who asked, "You also know that my sister-in-law is thirty years old this year and has never been married. If I have this fate, I would like to help Lord Shen."

"Didn't your sister-in-law have been married three times and three men died, and she will have the life to kill her husband? It's not good to say it to Lord Shen, right?"

"Who are you listening to nonsense? That's a rumor..."

Liang Youhui looked at the woman who was blushing in front of her, quietly walked out of the door, squatted beside a holly tree next to the yard and became stunned.

*******

Chen Muqing put down the medicine bowl in his hand, handed a cup of water to Chen Zhen and let him rinse his mouth.

"Mr. Ouyang asked Mr. Min to see the day and chose to break the ground and bury it on September 18th..."

Chen Zhen lay on the bed in a bad mood, and his black hair turned white. Hearing Chen Muqing's voice, he turned his head in a daze.

Seeing his absent-minded look, Chen Muqing couldn't help but sigh softly.

The day after Li's death, the imperial edict for releasing people came down.

Mr. Ouyang originally wanted to pick up someone with Liang Jimin, but Chen Muqing stopped him: "He can't speak - be careful to let him miss him."

Liang Jimin looked unhappy when he heard this. Chen Muqing turned around and ordered Aunt Chen to cut mahjong for Li's funeral.

Mr. Ouyang thought of the remarks Liang Jimin said at Zhang Ran’s house, so he didn’t force himself and took two servants to pick up Chen Zhen.

Although he was imprisoned for several months and was extremely thin and covered in filth, Chen Zhen was still energetic.

The first sentence after getting on the carriage was to praise the search of the house: "If you put it to death, you will live a life - good strategy and courage."

Mr. Ouyang was worried about his body: "Mr. isn't it okay?"

Chen Zhen smiled slightly: "What can I do?"

Only then did Mr. Ouyang dare to be sure that the so-called "sickness" was just an excuse for Chen Zhen. But thinking of Li's death... he was really afraid that Chen Zhen would ask about his family. He quickly changed the subject and praised Xiao Sa very much.

Chen Zhen frowned slightly when he heard this: "He is from Shanxi, right?"

Mr. Ouyang nodded.

Chen Zhen couldn't help but sigh in his eyes: "I didn't expect that a post would actually make such a fate." Then he asked Liang Jimin again: "What have you been doing during this period?"

Mr. Ouyang tried his best to delay time and said a lot of trivial matters about Liang Jimin’s daily life. In the end, he really had nothing to say and told him about Liang Jimin’s helping Chen Yazi build a garden.

Chen Zhen pursed his lips again and again, and finally he hummed coldly: "Zhu Zi, don't make any plans!"

Mr. Ouyang thought of Chen Muqing's indifference to Liang Jimin and Liang Jimin's elegant and gentlemanly style, and couldn't help but smile and said, "My son-in-law is a scholar, so how could he think so deeply!"

Chen Zhen wanted to speak but stopped, but in the end he couldn't help but sigh: "I don't know where I have read the books... Things are precious. Since I have built a garden for the King of Jin that even the emperor praised, why should I build another one for Chen Yazi... It seems that he is really suitable to be a leisurely civil servant in the Hanlin Academy!"

"Madam..." Mr. Ouyang finally swallowed the sentence "When he was alive", "I didn't want my son-in-law to be the minister..."

Chen Zhen sighed: "She has long hair and short knowledge. If she doesn't worship her, what's the point of living in this world..."

Short-sighted knowledge? Can you come up with such aggressive tricks when men are helpless?

Mr. Ouyang thought, but he did not dare to touch it, for fear that he would say something that made Chen Zhen suspicious.

Fortunately, Shen Zhen did not continue this topic, but asked about major events in the court during this period.

When he heard how Xiao Sa dealt with the prince and how the prince turned against each other, a cold smile appeared on the corner of Chen Zhen's mouth, and his expression was full of confidence. There was no sign of what he had just been released from the imperial prison.

But when he saw the white filial curtain hanging at the door of his house, he staggered. If Mr. Ouyang had not been quick-eyed and his hands were quick, Chen Zhen would have weak legs and kneeled at the door.

“Yes, who is it…”

Mr. Ouyang used all his strength to support Chen Zhen. Just as he was thinking about how to answer this sentence, he saw a new servant passing by the door with a white cloth tied with his waist.

Seeing Mr. Ouyang holding a person covered in dirt, he ran over with a flattering look: "Master, you are back! The wife has gone there, and there is no one in the family who makes decisions..."

Chen Zhen looked at Mr. Ouyang with hope.

Mr. Ouyang lowered his head and responded gently, "Yes", then his arm sank, and Chen Zhen actually sprayed a mouthful of blood.

Thinking of this, Chen Muqing's eyes turned red and he whispered: "Aunt Chen and Dashe are both waiting outside. Do you want to see you?"

Chen Zhen looked straight at her for a long time, and said softly, as if he had understood Chen Muqing's words.

"No, no need." He said unhappily, "No need."

"Where are Mr. Ouyang and Mr. Min? Have you seen him?"

Chen Zhen didn't make a sound. After a while, he suddenly asked her: "Have you put that box of cloisonné enamel in?"

The box he mentioned was actually a rouge box. Li's favorite rouge box, with an ice-blue bottom and a magnolia flower made of ivory embedded on the golden aquatic grass pattern - it was a jewelry box that Li did not have time to confiscate the house. Or whether Li hid it somewhere and lost his direction, the box disappeared.

Chen Muqing nodded, "I put it in. I put everything my wife likes in!"

Chen Zhen's face showed a relief expression on his face.

"She once said that this thing is to be your dowry and will be passed down from generation to generation. But I think she has never lived for herself in her life, never fought for herself... This time, you can let her be yourself and bring everything she likes..."

Chen Muqing held back his tears, but his tears fell.

Chen Zhen's eyes were confused, he turned a blind eye to everything in front of him, and immersed in his own world.

"When my wife was young, she was a very fond of dressing up. I still remember that she planted phoenix flowers in the yard and asked me to make juice for her. I wanted to study and ignored her. She turned over my table... I ran to my father-in-law and said, "I won't marry such a tough woman, and let him break the engagement..." My father-in-law and mother-in-law looked at me and smiled... At that time, I thought, I would be the top scorer, pass the Jinshi, and then divorce her and marry another gentle and gentle good woman..."

Chen Zhen had a smile on his lips, and his voice gradually became lowered - the medicine he had drunk began to work, and he fell asleep in his memories.

*******

Chen Muqing walked out and saw Xiao Sa's worried eyes.

She shifted her eyes without leaving any trace.

Xiao Sa's eyes sank.

Since his wife's death, Chen Muqing has never spoken to him alone. When he met, he was polite and no longer had that kind of intimacy.

"What's going on? What's going on?" Aunt Chen hugged Dashe and surrounded him, "Did you say anything?"

Chen Muqing saw Xiao Sa's disappointed expression and saw his handsome face gradually becoming stiff, and he felt ashamed...

"No, the master didn't say anything!" Chen Muqing answered Aunt Chen absent-mindedly, "It's just that I'm not in good spirits and want to rest!"

Aunt Chen's face changed slightly, and she barely showed a far-fetched smile: "Then, then I'll go back with Dashe. He died in a funeral today..."

Chen Muqing knew that the wife was dead. As an aunt, the only one she could hold was the son who was raised under the name of Li... If the son did not marry her in the future, if Chen Zhen continued to do so, she could imagine her life.

Looking at the blue color under Dashe, Chen Muqing felt soft.

In the war on the earth, children are the biggest victims.

"I'm going to take good care of Dashe these two days!"

After hearing this, Aunt Chen showed a joyful expression on her face and nodded repeatedly: "Don't worry, aunt, I will take good care of Brother She." (To be continued. If you want to know what happens next, please log in. There are more chapters, support the author and support genuine reading!)
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