The daily life of the doting wife of the master slaughter

Divorce

The bright moon is in the sky, and the dew is deeper.He Congfu lit a lantern by himself, and went to Xu's room against the howling wind.

His footsteps are extremely heavy, which is the calmness of a middle-aged man who has gone through vicissitudes, but his breathing is smooth and light, which is the complacency of a young man who has overcome all grievances.

There are guards in Xu's room, but there is no one to serve her. For more than a month, she has been trapped here without going out. There is no one to talk to, and no one to dress her. The messy bun fell behind her head, and she tried her best to maintain her remaining decency.

Suddenly the door opened, and upon seeing He Congfu, she immediately burst into tears, rushed forward, tugged at his sleeves and begged sadly: "Master, master! I know I'm wrong, just let me out!"

"Where did you go wrong?"

He Congfu pulled out his sleeves, sat down on the couch regardless of crying, first looked at her unkempt face coldly, then looked away in disgust, and picked up a jade carving maid's ornament on the Duobaoge on the right to play with.

"I...I, I shouldn't have ordered Changsheng to poison Xiao Si..." Xu sat on the ground, wiped the tears on his cheeks indiscriminately, and argued with his neck: "But I also did it for the good of my family! Since Xiaosi got married, not only did she not help the family to speak, but also instigated my uncle not to associate with us. Not only did the master not get in touch with us, but he also made the Liang family far away from us. I just want to teach him a lesson so that he will Don't get in the way anymore!"

The jade-carved maid was holding a canopy carved with the same jade in her hand, but it was alive. He Congfu pulled out the canopy and twirled it with three fingers: "I understand my son. He doesn't think so much. It's you." , Do everything possible to find a way to play with him."

"I didn't...I didn't!"

"Does it matter if you have any? Anyway, this is a good reason to divorce your wife now..."

Xu frowned suddenly: "You want to divorce me? You want to divorce me!"

Seeing He Congfu laying on the couch with his knees propped up, he looked carefully at the small canopy without even turning his eyes, as if he had made up his mind and was resolute and ruthless.

She was furious: "How dare you divorce me! Don't forget, when you were so poor that you couldn't afford pens, ink, paper and inkstones, who gave you the money? It was my father! He married me to you, not only didn't want you The dowry gift, on the contrary, subsidizes you a lot. When you went to the capital for the imperial examination, it was our family who prepared carriages and horses, packed up bags and sent someone to send you to Beijing! You actually want to divorce me?"

"If you don't tell me, I will never forget it." He Congfu finally looked over, with a sarcasm on his face and hatred in his eyes: "Your father just wanted to pave a long-term road for himself because he saw that I would be in the list. Married to you, when will he really be more important than me? Don't talk about him, not even you. Your family only thinks that I am a ladder to the sky. When I was poor, you laughed and mocked me in every possible way. I don't know how many benefits I have taken behind my back, just pretend that I don't know?"

"Heh..." Xu stepped back dejectedly, and smiled suddenly: "You have finally shown your true nature... If you want to divorce me, you can't! My father will not let you go!"

"I am a doctor from the third rank Taizhong. My father-in-law is only a small county magistrate, but he also wants to hit a stone with an egg?" He Congfu knocked the canopy handle on the jade maid on the table, and the voice of "clank" was sharp and clear one after another. , slowly and harshly. .

Just like his heart is cold and hard, he wants to pick up the broken self-esteem and put it back in his stomach again.

Xu gritted his teeth with deep resentment, and jumped out word by word: "Little, human, deed, ambition!"

It can be said to be right in one sentence, why should he start to giggle, why should he look back on his life?It can be summed up in just four words, it is this "little man who succeeds", but so what?He has already succeeded, so he has to step on his previous frustrations.

He no longer needs the support of the Yue family, and if he divorces the Xu family, he can marry a dutiful woman to decorate his appearance, so he returned a contemptuous look: "You are right, I am a villain. Once I started covering my head, I was in pain every day, you have no talent, no virtue, no good looks, you are just a shrew."

These words were like a heavy hammer, hitting the top of Xu's head. She was angry like a spring, and jumped up to yell at him: "You are the only prostitute with good looks! No matter how talented you are, you are still a prostitute! It's just a prostitute!" Thousands of people ridiculed by thousands of people! She is waiting for you in Huangquan now, why don't you die? You die and accompany her! Why don't you die!"

He Congfu slapped her hard, brushed her on the ground, and stared at her fiercely: "You are not worthy of talking about her, let alone comparing with her."

"Why should I be unworthy? She's just as good as she can be! A scum in a brothel!"

After the anger was over, He Zonghe was calm and unhurried again: "Then I will only be her prostitute/client in this life." It just makes me want to vomit..."

After speaking, he took the lantern and left.

The door creaked and closed, closing Xu Shi in this desolate and cold room again.

This was an unusual night, the moonlight was strong, illuminating several bleak lives, desolate and lonely, He Congfu went back to his room to rest, but He Changan went to another place to have fun.

In his courtyard, only one place was still lit, trembling alone in the night, there was a young woman in the house, with her hair covered, staring in a daze against the moonlight, this was He Changan's regular wife, Qiao Lian .

Qiao Lian's father is a third-rank Hanlin scholar. Because her mother died young, she was not taken seriously even though she was a legitimate daughter. Now she married into the He family and suffered a year of hardships. Fortunately, the unruly and rude mother-in-law was confined, and life is much easier now.

As for the dispensable husband who was following the trend, she never cared about it.

Suddenly there was a low knock on the door, and in the silence all around, it felt as if it was locked into her heart. She stepped on her embroidered shoes to open it, but it was He Changchun who came.

He Changchun walked in, and the first thing he said was: "I checked when I came, and there was no one, they all rested."

Only then did Qiao Lian feel a little relieved. She walked over and poured him a bowl of tea: "How's it going?"

"You can rest assured," He Changchun brushed up a strand of her long hair, and pulled her to sit down again: "I just got the letter that my father plans to divorce the Xu family. From now on, no one will bully you."

Qiao Lian also held a cup of hot tea and gave him a vague look: "Although I know that you didn't do this for me, I still thank you."

She is like a wild goose that grows in the corner of the wall, humble and beautiful, He Changchun stared at her, couldn't bear it for no reason, pulled her by the wrist, pulled her from the stool into his lap, and comforted her in her ear: "Although it's not all for you, the result is good for you. Don't worry, I will marry you when things are done in the future."

The words are against the world's disgrace, and a person is a man of great wealth, Qiao Lian told herself in her heart, if she really believed in such rhetoric, wouldn't she be sad again in the future?

She smiled stupidly and leaned her back on his arm: "Whether you marry or not is another matter. If your elder brother loses power in the future, you won't step on it with me."

He Changchun loved her sensibility very much, and it was also because of her sensibility that he approached with purpose: "Xu's is also in line with your wishes now, how are you doing with what I asked you to do?"

Qiao Lian was buckling his belt, looking at him fascinated: "I only found some evidence of whoring/gambling." Seeing that he seemed disappointed, she smiled again: "However, I vaguely heard He Changan and Xia He often used his father-in-law's official authority to extort bribes from some local officials, presumably there should be correspondence, I will look for it later, I don't know where he hid it."

It was a weak and boneless hand, and He Changchun couldn't help being distracted. He grasped it and clasped it on her chest, taking the opportunity to put his hand on her chest: "No hurry, you should check it carefully first. Don't be found out, after I put him to death, you will be able to be reborn..."

Although Qiao Lian didn't believe his vows, she was happy when she heard them. She turned around and hung around his neck, and kissed him on the lips.

The moonlight from the window shone on the two of them, lingering like two entangled snakes.

Fengrui sent a messenger in, saying that He Changchun had succeeded, Xu's wife would be divorced in a few days, and now he was imprisoned, and he would be sent back to Jiangning when He Feng got married.

This news made Liang Jin happy for a long time, just sitting on the desk and laughing, why not ask why he was going crazy, squinted at him, and buried his head in the book, but just this one glance, Liang Jin was like a dog who saw the bones She walked up to her wagging her tail: "Qingqing, are you willing to talk to me?"

Why did you ask and turned sideways, but there was no reply.

He was still angry, Liang Jin was in a hurry, and shook his shoulder lightly: "You know what happened that day, it was not my intention, I was drugged, or would I not know how to love you?"

Why bother to cast a sideways glance at him, but still don't speak.

"Does it still hurt?" Liang Jintian shamelessly squatted on the ground, looking up at his unsympathetic face: "I was wrong, I shouldn't be so arrogant even after taking medicine! Tell me quickly, does it still hurt? Is it? It's good to make me feel at ease."

After a while of coaxing, why bother to ask, he lost his temper and covered his face with a book. After a while, a faint voice came from the book: "It doesn't hurt there...it's just that the waist still hurts." acid."

Liang Jin got more cheeky, stretched out five fingers to pinch the slender waist, and slowly rubbed: "It's my fault, you can beat me and scold me."

He didn't want to beat him even if he asked, so he gave him a slight push: "Go back and sit down, we'll talk."

As the setting sun was fading outside, Liang Jin retreated to the grand master's chair illuminated by a beam of light and shadow, and then told him about Mrs. Xu's divorce. Seeing him thinking about it for a while, he shook his head and sighed softly: "She is also a sin of her own making."

"You don't hate her?"

"What do I hate her for?" He Needed rolled up the book and held it in front of his chest: "I don't hate anyone, and I don't have the extra emotion to hate anyone. I just want to love you with all my heart."

This is the most beautiful sentence Liang Jin has heard so far. He smiled and leaned back on the chair, staring straight at his eyes. After a while, he said, "Ask the kitchen to cook some rice balls with rice wine? I'm just thinking about it."

"Why do you remember to eat this?"

"Don't you like it?" Liang Jin raised his eyebrows: "Besides, I think what you said just now is like that wine glutinous rice dumpling, sweet and slightly drunk, with a long and slender scent of osmanthus..."