After marrying Long Jun, he said that I climbed high

Fu Xuanding can't directly reveal his true identity, just like what Cui Lang said, mortals are prone to worry, worry and fear, even if Fu Zeye is better than ordinary people, he is still a mortal after all, so he made a detour and lied: I was lucky enough to meet him when I was young, and I heard him talk about some things about Fu's house, and he described it as similar to Fu Xiang's family. By the way, there is a red birthmark on his waist."

Fu Zeye's eyes darkened, and his breathing became a little heavy.

Apart from blood relatives, no outsiders would know about the birthmark. Fu Xuan described it in such detail, so it shouldn't be deceiving.Besides, these old things have gone through three dynasties long ago, so talking with Fu Xuanti is actually not in the way.

He quietly opened his lips and asked, "Is my uncle doing well?"

Fu Xuan raised his hand to wipe off the cake crumbs from the corner of his mouth, and replied: "He lived a very good life, but he was still young when he ransacked the house, and he didn't understand many things, so he used to talk to the slave family that if he couldn't figure it out , It’s really a pity. The slave family was lucky enough to meet Fu Xiang, so they decided to ask for the truth for him.”

Fu Zeye sighed to himself, added some new tea for Fu Xuan and Cui Yan, and said slowly: "I was not yet born when the Fu family was robbed, so I followed the old people's hearsay and pieced together the whole story. .You are entitled to hear a story."

"Okay." Fu Xuan nodded his head lightly, pulling himself together.

"That year was when the current emperor's biological father was on the throne, and his year name was Guangbai. In the 13th year of Guangbai, he also adopted a demon concubine named Dai Ying. Dai Ying was the princess who came to marry after the defeat of the enemy country, and was responsible for the prosperity of the clan. The mission of expanding the territory. At that time, the Fu family was still full of military generals, with great military exploits and great prestige among the people. Naturally, she wanted to use her favor to bring down the Fu family. Dai Ying was as beautiful as Xia Ji, and the emperor listened to her slander. Feeling that Fu's mansion was a master of meritorious service, he thought of a way to hide a large number of weapons in the outer house of Fu's mansion, and hastily settled a charge of treason. More than 30 members of Fu's mansion were beheaded for public display. Send the youngest son out of the general's mansion."

The anger that Fu Zeye said, even if he was not a witness, he was clenching his teeth and pressing his fists against the table.

He breathed a sigh of relief and continued: "My father is the eldest son Fu Jinshao. I have an aunt named Fu Jinshan who died when I found it. Fu Jinxuan is my uncle. I haven't contacted him since. My father assumed he was dead. Early in the ancestral hall, he was enshrined with a Longevity card. Later, when the first emperor ascended the throne, he vindicated the Fu family’s grievances. I thought he was different from his father, so I became an official with all my heart. Unexpectedly, it is still in the same line. Now I only ask for the new emperor. Able to develop one's ambitions, study one's thoughts, and eat clothes for the night."

"Cough, cough, cough..." A chaotic cough disrupted Fu Zeye's thoughts, and he couldn't help but look over.

"Father, why did you come out? It's windy outside. You haven't recovered from typhoid fever for a long time. The doctor told you to rest in peace." Fu Zeye worriedly took the cushion from the servant, spread it on the stool, and carefully helped Fu Jinshao to sit down.

"If I don't come out, wouldn't you have shaken the Fu family's property?" Fu Jinshao's hair was gray, and his face was covered with mottled marks left by the years. He staggered on crutches and fell to the ground angrily Peel it several times.

In fact, Fu Zeye saw these actions of his father and knew them clearly.

Over the years, family raids have become a taboo in the Fu family. His father always reminded him to be cautious in his words and deeds as an official, and not to think about the past, but whoever went to the Buddhist hall to offer incense every night, took away the relics of his grandfather and grandmother? Who is under the bed? In fact, his father has never really forgotten him. He just doesn't want him to live in hatred and pain.

Fu Zeye said: "It's all about old sesame seeds and rotten millet. Why can't my father still not see it?"

Fu Xuan did not expect that he would not be able to look for his relatives while he was alive. When he died, he saw two close relatives. His heart was like a river rushing, and he said restrainedly, "Master Fu is good."

It's just that Fu Jinshao didn't buy into his account, but said to each other with bad words: "Huh, the dignified man has a pretentious appearance, and he was born to be a back door. Our Fu family has been clean for generations, and we pay attention to family status. Don't associate with people with your accent."

Seeing his father's sword-ridden attitude, Fu Zeye felt very sorry for Fu Xuan, and hurriedly interceded: "These two are guests invited by Shiqing himself. Father, don't be so mean. And Fu Xuan said that he had seen Xiao Uncle. Father, maybe little uncle is still alive, waiting for us to find him!"

The corners of Fu Xuan's eyes were sore, he was afraid that he would not be able to be called "little uncle" by Fu Zeye.

"Others can coax you around with just a few words. How does my father teach you?" Fu Jinshao has always been one-sided at home, so naturally he would not agree with Fu Zeye, and retorted: "If your little uncle was born in this world, he would be involved with such people , I'm afraid it won't be much better. Such a family is unfortunate, I'd rather he die clean, and not insult my Fu family."

Fu Xuan has heard countless insults in his life, but nothing makes him feel colder than being rejected by his relatives.

He was clearly a ghost, but after hearing Fu Jinshao's words, he had the urge to die for the loyalty of the Fu family again.

He is a young man, an unlucky and unclean person in everyone's eyes. His dear brother would rather him die than recognize a tainted self.He understood, but why his heart still couldn't stop throbbing.

Fu Xuan held back his tears, not wanting to continue to lose his bearing in front of Fu Jinshao, Cui Yan also kept holding his hand, comforting him silently.

"If the two of you finish asking questions, you should leave early. We, Shiqing, are prime ministers, and the people who come and go in the Fu residence are all famous families. If they accidentally run into you, it will be bad after all."

Although Fu Jinshao's words were straightforward, they were not at fault.He was already a ghost, knowing that he was satisfied when he came, so how dare he expect anything else, "Okay, let's go now. It's Fu Xuan's presumptuousness to disturb Master Fu's purity, Cui Lang, let's go."

Fu Zeye wanted to argue with his father again, but he was afraid that Fu Xuan would go too far, so he left his father in the yard, chased him out in a hurry, and explained in a loud voice: "Fu Xuan, don't take what my father said to you. He is young. After ransacking the family and destroying the family, he went to do some rough work at the age of eleven or twelve. Later, he took my mother and me to hide in Tibet incognito, and finally waited for me to make a fortune.

"It's okay, it's our impoliteness to visit at home, and we dragged you to ask a lot of questions."

"I originally planned to invite you to the banquet tomorrow, but it turned out like this, and my father's side will not end well. Why don't I be the host and make amends, and then invite you to a restaurant for a good meal?" Suffering, this is the first person he likes in this life, but his father not only refuses to accept him, but also humiliates him.

Fame is equally important to women as to men. Although Fu Xuan doesn't mind it, he must be dying of pain in his heart.

"No need, we are leaving Jindu today. Your father has raised you so well, you don't need to worry about me when the feast is coming."

"But"

He still wanted to stay, but was interrupted by Fu Xuan: "Fu Xiang, can I ask you something?"

Seeing the sparkle in Fu Xuan's eyes, Fu Zeye repeatedly promised: "As long as I can do it, I will do it."

Fu Xuan smiled at him gratifiedly, thinking in his heart: You can definitely do this.

"Can my family call you 'Shiqing'?" He never had the chance to call Fu Jinshao "big brother" in his life, nor could he hear Fu Zeye call him "little uncle".

Fu Zeye didn't expect him to propose such a resignation, he was dazed for a few seconds, and said, "Of course."

"I wish Shiqing a bright future in this life, and everything goes well." Fu Xuan's nose was sour, and he resisted the thought of hugging his nephew, and said again: "Shiqing, we are leaving."

Fu Zeye didn't know why Fu Xuan would suddenly give him such an abrupt blessing, and he called Fu Xuan several times behind him, but Fu Xuan and Cui Yan didn't look back.He didn't enter the mansion until his figure completely disappeared among the crowd in the busy city.

Fu Xuan walked numbly, and it took a long time before he spoke to Cui Yan, "When I came here, I was full of thoughts that if I had the opportunity to go to the Fu family's ancestral hall to offer three pillars of fragrance, it would be considered a sustenance. But my elder brother didn't welcome it. I am a disgrace to the Fu family"

Cui Yan didn't know how to comfort people, and asked: "You have been dead for many years, do you still feel so uncomfortable knowing the past?"

Fu Xuan really wanted to tell Cui Yan that he was very sad, very sad, but Cui Yan has been a god for thousands of years, how can he empathize with his sorrow, so he continued to deceive himself: "It's not uncomfortable, I have Cui Lang who loves me."

"Then come closer and let Cui Lang love you well." Cui Yanya said as usual, "Open your mouth."

Open your mouth?Fu Xuan thought that the man wanted to kiss him again, but this time he didn't try to be coy, but opened his mouth obediently in the street, his pink tongue didn't know how to handle it, trying to hide in his gums.

But the expected passionate kiss did not end, the man stuffed something soft into his mouth.

He smacked his lips, frowned and asked, "What is this, sour."

Cui Yan said: "Chew patiently."

"The sweet thing is candied fruit." Fu Xuan was a little surprised, this was the first time a man took the initiative to buy something for himself.

"I just saw you staring at the shop on the way to Fu's mansion. I thought you were greedy again, so I bought it secretly."

Although the man always puts on a high air, he is hard-spoken and soft-hearted. Seeing him sad, he also wants to comfort him. Although sometimes his words are harsh, but now he has nothing else to rely on except Cui Yan of it.

"Then Cui Lang should try it together."

He seemed to have found a rare clear spring in the boundless desert, and covered his lips desperately. Only by clinging to a man like this without any scruples could he temporarily forget the pain.