The daily life of the doting wife of the master slaughter

Lost

Mrs. Li was silent for a moment, then sat down on the couch opposite the old lady, "Mother, we don't know what happened, it's just rumors, and even if Qingyao is really outside, so what? You I have seen a young girl who was as beautiful as a flower and a jade was taken away and returned intact. The thief asked neither money nor anything else. Who would believe it? This incident alarmed the government again. After a while, I'm afraid the big capital will be full of uproar..."

Looking at the old man's face, he hesitated and felt extremely embarrassed.She knows this mother-in-law too well, she has no opinion and is easily provoked, and no matter how much she loves Tan Qingyao, it can't match the reputation of Liang Jin and the entire Liang family.

She didn't expect it to be easier than she thought, but after only a short while, the old lady sighed, "Write a letter to the Tan family, or send Qingyao back..."

When Tan Qingyao got the news, she felt that the Tan family had fallen, and she was afraid that she would not be able to live a life of luxury when she went back. Besides, her father expected her daughter to be able to survive after gaining a firm foothold in the Liang family. It's a comeback, and now the dream is shattered, only to stare at a pair of big empty eyes, want to cry but have no tears.

What was even more depressing was yet to come. Bai Xiansheng had been diagnosed with pregnancy after seeing the imperial physician. The Liang family reported the matter to the old lady.

The old lady even pulled Bai Xiansheng to ask questions every day, for fear that she might be careless.

Out of emotion and reason, Liang Jin naturally wanted to tell all his friends about this kind of thing, and he also wanted to take the opportunity to visit Fu Cheng. He heard that this man had been ill for a few days, and he was always thinking about it.

The next day, I took a carriage to Fu's house, and I saw a group of people coming and going, holding brocade boxes of different sizes. Only Fu Cheng was sitting on a folding chair, pointing at Jiangshan, wearing a cloak, and his improvement was not bad. good.

"Didn't I hear that you were ill?" Liang Jin walked up to Fu Cheng, and sat down on the chair brought by his servants, "I look pretty good, why did Jin Long speak so seriously?"

Fu Cheng pointed to a cup of tea on the table in the middle and beckoned him to drink it. While looking at the brocade boxes, he chuckled, "He's used to making a fuss, it's not that serious."

Only then did Liang Jin feel relieved, and started joking with him, "Did you arrange these gifts for me?"

"Your gift is your own, but it's not these," Fu Chengchun said with a smile on his face, taking a sip of tea, "I picked these to go to the Yu Mansion, and now I won the first prize in Qiuwei. You also went to the Yu family to propose a marriage, how do you see these things, can they be on the stage?"

Seeing those agate cups and gilt plates flowing past his eyes like water, Liang Jin was left dumbfounded, "Are you afraid that you will move all your treasury to Yu's house?"

"Hahaha, how can I show my sincerity without being more grand?"

Fu Cheng is a rare person who is so reckless, and Liang Jin is not sure whether this will be possible, so he just wishes him well.

However, in two days, heavy rains fell, adding a bit of humidity to the dry autumn in the north.The god of thunder roared for a while, and the rain became heavier. Fu Cheng waited until the afternoon and saw that the rain had subsided a little, so he ordered a car and horses to go to Yu's house.When I got to the front, I thought it was because of the rain, the gate of Yu Mansion was closed, and only the four servants under the door were talking and laughing. Seeing Fu Cheng coming with an umbrella, he quickly ran up with an umbrella, "Oh, why is it raining?" Mr. Fu is still here? You come up quickly to avoid it, and I will report to the master."

Fu Cheng waited under the plaque, watching the young man turn around and run in quickly. After half a cup of tea, he saw him running back again, "Young master,... our master still said that you don't need to unload the ceremony, as long as you enter."

As soon as these words came out, Fu Cheng's heart sank, he took the umbrella from Jinlong's hand and entered it.There was only Master Yu alone in the hall, "It's raining so hard, and your father doesn't care about you and lets you mess around?"

"My father knows that I am coming this time," Fu Cheng bowed and sat down, "Uncle, I am here to propose a marriage. I must have heard that I have won the leader of the Qiu Wei this time. I hope that Uncle can agree with me." With Yue Yang."

Master Yu held up a cup of tea, without raising his eyes, he said calmly, "I said last time that this is absolutely impossible, and I am also happy for your father when you are in high school, but you can't ask me to give my son to you." Would you like to congratulate me?"

Fu Cheng straightened up hastily, "My nephew has absolutely no such intentions! It's just that I promised Yue Yang that he would come to propose marriage after he won the list, and I hope uncle will allow it!"

"You don't have to say it," Lord Yu put down the lamp, and said lightly: "You promised Yue Yang that you did it, and you are not letting him down. I also see your sincerity, but it still doesn't work, I can't be ashamed The ancestors of the Yu family."

Master Yu still had the same tough attitude as last time, and it seemed that there was no turning back. Fu Cheng felt his heart sinking again, and asked stupidly, "Uncle,... is there no turning back?"

"Never possible."

All of a sudden, he threw himself into a bed, and some water vapor rolled up and wrapped around Fu Cheng's body. He couldn't stop coughing twice, and felt shivering all over his body. The scenery when he came was blown away, so he had to say goodbye. With heavy steps, he walked outside.

At the gate of Yu Mansion, Jin Long hurriedly came over with an umbrella, "Master, is it done?"

The raindrops hit the surface of the Xuan butter cloth umbrella in a hurry, and Fu Cheng suddenly felt that his heart was falling in pieces like this rain.However, there was still a trace of luck left in him. He turned around and knelt down in front of the stagnant steps. He just wanted to pray for the kindness of the parents.

"Young Master, what are you doing? If it doesn't work, we'll come back another day. How can you kneel here in such a heavy rain? It's only been a few days since you recovered from your illness!" Jin Long held the umbrella in one hand and held his arm in the other. pull up.

Fu Cheng still stood still, looking at the closed door, "It will be the same tomorrow, it will be the same."

Unable to move him, Jinlong had no choice but to kneel down and poured out his umbrella to shield him from the rain. However, it had been raining for a whole day, and even though the top of his head could cover it, the water on the ground had accumulated half a foot deep, which had already flowed from his umbrella. The hem of the clothes is soaked to the whole body.

Several Xiaosi under the door hurriedly persuaded him, but couldn't persuade him, and ran in to report the letter. When the letter came back, Master Yu just said: "When you leave Yu's mansion, you can't care about other people's affairs. If you want to kneel down, kneel down." Well, it has nothing to do with me anyway.”

Every word and sentence was like lightning, splitting Fu Cheng's heart into pieces, and each piece fell down layer by layer.

Inside, Yu Yueyang was imprisoned for these days, except for eating, he fell asleep on the bed. Suddenly, a thunderstorm flashed in his dream and woke him up. He sat on the desk and poured a cup of tea to drink. Angrily, he asked outside, "What time is it?"

"It's three quarters of the clock, is the young master hungry?"

"Why is it so dark?" He frowned and asked, as if talking to himself, and the man outside replied: "It will be dark after it rains for a day, and it will be sunny tomorrow."

After tomorrow, Yu Yueyang felt that the days would never end, he was shut up in this room and he didn't know when it would end.

Before dinner, the rain was gradually closing.Master Yu came, stepped into the room with a stern face, and stepped on indifferent water stains on the thin plastered floor tiles. He looked around, and his eyes fell on Yu Yueyang, "You still haven't repented?"

Although he was usually afraid of him, Yu Yueyang never compromised on this matter, and still struggled with his neck stuck, "What's wrong with my son?"

When Master Yu made a move, he flinched, but no slap came down, and his father swung his sleeves and snorted, "I have discussed with your mother, and I will send you to Uncle Jiang Ning's house in a few days. Learn from Mr. Qianzhi, and I will bring you back after the Chinese New Year!"

"I'm not going!" He muttered with a sullen face, turning over the teacup in his hand to calm down his fear.

"I can't help you, even if I tie you up, I'll tie you there!" Master Yu said and was about to leave, and when he stepped out of the threshold, he told the people on both sides, "Pack your luggage for the young master, and leave in two days."

Turning outside, Fu Cheng was still kneeling, wet all over, with rainwater in his eyes, the pain was so painful that he couldn't open his eyes, after Jinlong secretly sent someone home to report the news, he knelt on the side and kept persuading, "Master, I see Sir Yu's heart is made of stone, even if you kneel here until tomorrow it won't work, let's go back and think of a way, change it and come back tomorrow?"

There is no other way, even if there is, it is some conspiracies and tricks, he does not want to use Yu's family, he just wants to show them his heart, so that they can be moved by it, and become a harmonious and beautiful family in the future .

However, this was nothing but delusion, he knelt until the rain had stopped, the door was still not open, the stone lions on both sides were dripping with water, and they never turned his back on him, this left and right, just like Master Yu and Mrs Yu The mind is like a rock, indestructible.

Jin Long persuaded and persuaded, and saw that he ignored it, and at the time of anxiety, he saw Fu Shangshu coming in a carriage. This father was like a magic soldier, and he pulled up in front of another adult's mansion regardless of face. My son sighed, "You have been sensible and obedient since you were a child, and you never let your mother and I worry about it, but you have been sick and ill since this period of time, how can we rest assured?" Down? It’s been raining today, so it’s clear, you should give up.”

"Damn it...", these words are the evening drum of the setting sun, and the sound beats in Fu Cheng's heart. He is unwilling to die, but when he looks up and sees that his father's temples are graying sporadically, he has no choice but to be lonely Turn around and follow back.

The gift cart came and went, the vermilion wooden box was dripping with water, and fell into the puddles on the ground with the wheels.The entire capital is shrouded in a gloomy mist after the autumn rain, and the Chu Palace in the theater is in a sad tone, sending the defeated team all the way away.

The leading general was sitting in the carriage, the cushion on the seat was soaked by the rain on his body, he was exposed to the cold, and the city in his mind only had the word Yueyang on it.Fu Cheng is only withdrawing his army for the time being, and will make a comeback after a little rectification. His fate has long been tied to this prosperous and prosperous city. Maybe he will die here, but he will not retreat.