Master wants to hug

For the first time, Fang Su went to bury the wine instead of stealing it.

Wine is good wine, the best carved flowers, once drunk, can relieve a thousand worries.

"Hou Ye, the young man said that a man asked him to do it, and he only asked him to follow what he taught, first gave him a hundred taels of gold, and promised him a position." He Yaoyao said.

Fang Su looked back.

"He didn't suspect such a generous gift?"

"The boy didn't believe that such a good thing could happen to him, but he promised to guarantee the boy's safety, and he also took it to the shop to try it out. It was pure gold."

"How many people like this are there these days?"

"twelve."

Fang Su sneered, picked up a flower casually, "Kill it."

"...Your Majesty..."

"Your Majesty has Ben Hou's confession." The flower was crushed in her hands, "Your Majesty will not take Ben Hou's face for a few people."

"Yes."

Fang Su suddenly laughed, "If Ben Hou had buried the wine that Yueming drank when he got married back then, it would be good wine now."

He Yaoyao didn't know what to say, so he just kept silent.

"It's not too late to bury it now." Fang Su touched the rough tree trunk and said with a low smile, "When I avenge you, let's drink this jar of wine slowly."

He Yaoyao didn't dare to listen anymore, and hurried out after seeing the ceremony.

"Yueming."

Moonlight...

Shou Deyun Kai see Yueming.

Ben Hou still doesn't like this name, why don't you call her Mrs. Fang from now on.

"How?" she asked.

No one responded.

What rang in my ears was the wind blowing across the courtyard.

……

Yueming's funeral in Zhongzhou was not simple, but it was not very grand, and in addition to her special status, under such circumstances, few people really dared to come to offer condolences.

Because Xiao Luo didn't respond.

Many people speculated that Fang Su's actions really annoyed Xiao Luo, which made the emperor who had always been extremely fond of her react so indifferently.

True, but he didn't stop others from going.

For example, Xiao Ruzhuo, for example, Xiao Ruyi.

Xiao Ruzao had a serious leg injury and was unable to come forward, so the young lady came here instead.

Fang Su was dressed in plain white, and he really looked like a reigning lady guarding the spirit.

"My condolences to Lord Hou." She said softly.

"The deceased is gone," Fang Su said lightly, "I understand."

The dead are indeed gone, but some are still alive.

Because of these living people, nothing can happen to her.

Otherwise, how can you be worthy of these painstaking calculations?

After all, it was her fault.

If she had known... If she had known earlier, she would rather send Yueming back to Xiliang.

She would rather send Yueming back to Xiliang than see her die in her arms.

After Xiao Ruzhuo left, Xiao Ruyi came leisurely.

The young master had just taken over Xiao Rutiao's position, and it was a time of prosperity, so it was really embarrassing for him to mourn and mourn.

Fang Su didn't let him in.

Fang Su's performance was also very peaceful, except that he kept pressing his hand on the stop.

Xiao Ruyi lit the incense respectfully and said, "Your Majesty... Madam, let's go."

It's all undisguised and naked malice.

Fang Su thought it was funny.

She doesn't really believe that Yue Ming was killed by Xiao Ruyi's design.

Such a person, who doesn't know how to hide the front, and who comes to show off his might when he gets a little bit of power, is really not a person who can do things impeccably.

However, it may also be the handwriting of counselors and disciples.

Fang Su thought, it was a good strategy.

Is a wit.

If she knew who it was, she would have to treat her as a guest of honor and slowly concoct it to death.

Fang Su smiled and thought coldly.

"My condolences to Lord Hou."

"Thank you, young master."

Xiao Ruyi looked around, and said: "I remember, that day I was still here with Lord Hou to propose to marry my wife. I didn't expect that in just two months, things have changed."

"At that time, I was rude. I didn't know the relationship between Madam and Lord Hou. If I knew, I would never say such a thing anyway."

"Master Hou, please forgive me."

The last two words were said lightly, like a provocation.

It is provocative.

That's right, he now has both the Yun family and Nan Chuantuo in the court, and he is currently in charge of the military department. The eldest son is seriously injured. After all, the daughter-in-law is a daughter-in-law. As long as the prince is still there, unless she rebels, she will never become the empress dowager possible.

As Fang Su now saw the loss of the Sacred Heart, he naturally didn't need to worry about anything.

So, did he really think that he could take advantage of Nan Chuan's power to expand the Northern Army?

Fang Su became more and more sure that this matter was not planned by Xiao Ruyi.

He doesn't have that brain.

The young master is a man, whether he is stupid or not, he is even very smart, but he is far inferior to these spirits who have been struggling in the court for decades.

He is still young, has a flamboyant personality, and is not a calm person.

This is a big taboo.

In the same way, he couldn't make so many twists and turns to kill Yueming.

He couldn't think of it, so naturally someone else could.

Such a rush to provoke, his counselor has the brains to help him plan, why didn't he know how to let him restrain his temper?

"Young master," Fang Su said with a smile on his face, "I know, what you're only thinking about is that position." She moved closer, scratching her fingers on the sword and making some noises, "As long as I'm still alive, don't worry, this The position will never be yours."

Xiao Ruyi also smiled and said, "Master Hou is not in a good situation," he lowered his voice, "worry about yourself first."

"There are still three thousand nails on the broken ship," Fang Suman said indifferently, "Young master, don't worry about me."

"Young master, as long as you look after yourself," her voice dropped suddenly, "that's fine."

At such a time, the person surnamed Fang wouldn't say anything nice.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he didn't come to see Fang Su humiliating.

He came to see Fang Su's heartbroken.

Fang Su seemed to treat him indifferently at this time, but he could see clearly that Fang Su would definitely have a hard time.

She had lost an unknown amount in the past few days, her face was pale and blue, and there were bloodshot eyes that couldn't go away.

Such Fang Su seems to coincide with his own mother back then.

He laughed inwardly.

"It's getting late, goodbye."

"Sorry for delivery."

Not even willing to maintain the superficial effort.

……

Fang Su was on the cusp at this time, and she didn't stay in Beijing for a long time. After leaving countless messes, she actually returned to Wanzhou.

Yu Junhengyin also seemed to know that it was impossible for Xiao Luo to marry her, so he also left after discussing state affairs.

She took Jiang Hanyi away.

To be precise, it was Jiang Hanyi who left with her.

Because of the remaining half of the medicine classics.

The reason she returned to Fang Su was that her mother was seriously ill. Fang Su was so busy these days that he didn't have time to check whether Jiang Hanyi's mother was seriously ill, or whether she had a seriously ill mother.

Half a month later, Wanzhou.

The Fang family's old house had been burned down, and what was left was the Fang house that she had refurbished.

Very similar.

But it's not like the one it used to be.

Fang Su pushed open the door of the ancestral hall, and placed the altars in high and low ranks.

Many years later, there will still be the one of hers.

The ancestral hall was cleaned, but the smell of fireworks was so strong that it was a bit choking.

Fang Su coughed a few times, and put Yueming's tablet on it.

She looked at the brand new tablet and actually laughed.

She knelt on the cold stone slab and said, "This is the wife of the younger generation."

"The younger generation's name is Su, and the name is Jingxing. He is a military marquis of Daqi. He is not very successful, and he can't even protect his wife."

"Yueming is fine, but she is a little younger and hasn't experienced any major incidents. If there is any offense in the future, please bear with me, ancestors."

As she spoke, she actually laughed out loud.

"Father, mother, this is you..." For a moment, she couldn't think of any words to describe Yueming. She smiled apologetically, "Daughter-in-law? Son-in-law, that's not right either."

"Otherwise, call her daughter, it doesn't make any difference."

"For my daughter's sake, don't make things difficult for her if she does anything wrong."

"However...if you can stand your daughter, you will naturally be able to stand Yueming."

"That girl has no advantages, she is obedient and sensible, although she is pretending."

"But I believe she should be able to pretend in front of you, and she won't reveal her wolfish ambitions halfway through the pretend like I did."

Fang Su smiled and said: "She is very smart, she doesn't need to teach many rules, but she is used to lawlessness by her daughter. If you can control it, you can control it. If you can't control it, don't restrain her."

"She..."

"My daughter is sorry for her," Fang Su said with a smile, with a gentle tone, "It seems that there is nothing to be sorry for. I just missed it."

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