Civilian Edition Traveling Farming Diary

Feng Lai was not originally called Feng Lai. He grew up in the music hall. He didn’t know who his parents were or where he came from. As long as he could remember, he practiced piano day and night all day long. His master named him Do Lai. Xi.

The music hall was at its most prosperous and lively time. The four major musicians in the hall were full of VIPs every day, almost day and night. When they had a little free time, they were also practicing, because if they were not paying attention, they would easily be robbed of their seats by up-and-coming stars.

In such an environment, if Lai Xi wants to stand out, he has to put in more effort. Layers of blisters were formed on his white and tender hands, and layers of cocoons were formed. During the day-long penance, Coupled with his innate talent, at the age of 15, the master could no longer teach him, there was no song he could not know, and no flaws that others could pick out.

He was born extremely beautiful, and Leguan planned to raise him as the number one from the very beginning.

So on a certain spring night at the age of 15, Laixi made her debut on stage for the first time, a beautiful boy with thin white fingertips, and a Guqin. All of them will never forget the candlelight, youth, and beauty of that night for the rest of their lives.

The music hall is a Qing hall, but it is only a small restaurant.

The guest in the largest and best room on the second floor is not something a small restaurant can afford, so when the guest threw down a lot of money to buy Xi Chuye, the owner of the music hall did not hesitate or resist.

Not to mention that the music hall will not be able to make money for a few years, even the terrible reputation of King Huainan makes the owner of the music hall afraid that his small restaurant will collapse with one finger.

Laixi cried all night. He is only 15 years old. Although he has reached the age of marriage, he is still very immature. He is very scared, very scared.

Xiao Laixi, who has never seen anything in the world or experienced anything, has no choice but to think of jumping into the lake.

But he is still so young, he has only been on the stage once, he doesn't want to die, and if he dies, what will the hostess do to explain to that bad guy!

He hugged the piano and looked at the green lake, worrying, until a tall and handsome young man sat beside him, let him play a piece lazily, and promised that he would be fine.

Lai Xi didn't want to die, but when he said this again, hope of life naturally arose, and he went back anxiously holding Qin.

That night, the owner told Laixi that the Huainan king was not coming. The owner curiously asked what happened to Laixi, and Laixi told what happened during the day. Knowing the seriousness, the owner of the pavilion who has been in the rivers and lakes for many years immediately guessed the identity of the young man.

Therefore, when the young man came to the door after another night, only Laixi played the piano in the whole hall, and only the young man listened.

Later, day and night, the young man came.

Later, the young man simply paid a big price to bring Laixi out and stay in his residence.

Laixi adores this young man who can defeat the big villain King Huainan, and admires him very much. He is becoming more and more well-behaved and gentle. He is not the kind to please the guests, but he likes him from the bottom of his heart.

The young man also liked him very much. The young man who never kept anyone in his bedroom overnight, would hold him in his arms day and night, almost drunk to tenderness, and could no longer bear the loneliness and coldness of no one in his arms.

Between the bed and the bed, he is always very gentle, and the baby comes here, for fear of breaking him, just like this every night, and when the two of them are happily forgetting about it, the young man receives a letter, a letter that requires him to kneel down. received letter.

Laixi hid in the room, peeping from a distance through the curtain. He didn't quite understand why the young man was kneeling on the ground, why the man in a fine dress with a white face condescendingly finished reading the words on a yellow silk book, and then Immediately changed his face, respectfully helped the young man up, nodded and bowed to him.

He didn't hear what the man read, but his intuition was a bit bad. The young man put away the yellow silk book, waved everyone away, and inserted his fingers deeply into his hair, as if in pain, come to see him Feeling restless, he came out quietly and obediently asked the young man what happened.

He was only wearing a milky white silk dress, which was the clothes of a young man. He was obviously too big, baggy, revealing a beautiful white neck.

The young man looked at him, his eyes were full of pain and struggle, he didn't say a word, he hugged Xi and threw him on the bed, he was rude like never before.

Laixi was in some pain, and lay in the young man's arms with tears in his eyes. After venting, the young man hugged Laixi's delicate waist, stared at the ceiling for a long time, and said for no reason: "Little thing, I won't let you die."

Laixi's heart skipped a beat, panicked.

Then he heard the young man say a lot, and fell into even greater shock and panic.

"There is no room for someone like you around me." The young man kissed Lai Xi's forehead, then his eyes and lips: "Aren't you curious that I have already spent enough money on you to redeem you ten times?" Why don’t you just redeem yourself for your money?”

"That's why."

"It's not because you were born in a music hall."

"It's that I can't be affectionate."

He caressed Laixi's clean body with pity, and whispered softly, "You will become a thorn in the eyes of many people, and they will accuse you of many crimes that will harm the country and the people until you are forced to die."

Lai Xi was so frightened that he shed tears, he didn't break the law, he just fell in love, why should he let him die, this problem was only understood by Xi after many years.

Before leaving, the young man said reluctantly: "Come on, come on, what do you want to come to me."

"You... the sound of the zither is like the sound of heaven. It is not an exaggeration to say that you have the charm of a hundred birds facing the phoenix. Why don't you change your name to Fenglai."

"Feng Lai? But..."

"It's okay, I said you can yell, you can yell, don't worry, I won't let you have any accident."

The young man left, and a few months later, Laixi received a letter that said: "Mr. Fenglai, everything is safe, don't read it." Along with the letter came a thick stack of bank notes.

Enough for him to live in luxury for several lifetimes.

From then on, Laixi was gone, and Fengzhou City only had Mr. Fenglai who moved the world.

Feng Lai also wondered why no one would recognize him. At first he thought that he was only on stage for one night and was unknown, but later he realized that was not the case.

That person is always tight-lipped in everything he does, and if he says nothing will happen to him, he will take care of everything.

The benefactor of that night, those faces that Feng Lai vaguely remembered, never appeared again.

The small music hall is gone, and a new big one, Tian Lai Fang, has sprung up, and within a few years, it has become the largest and best music hall in Fengzhou City. The people in the music hall are excellent in singing, dancing and music, but unfortunately they are all Qingyuan, Performing arts does not sell one's body, of course, there are also those unbelieving guests who want to use alcohol to mess around, but they are all thrown out one by one. For many years, none of the people who wanted to make trouble have made trouble.

Feng Lai, the owner of Tian Lai Fang, has been behind the scenes for many years and rarely comes out to play the piano, but this does not prevent him from becoming a myth like a mystery in Fengzhou City. Everyone who has heard his piano sound is fascinated by him. Feng Lai is already 31 years old, but she is still in full bloom and has countless suitors.

It's just that he has no heart in the world of mortals, and over time, his noble reputation has spread.

How could he be so lofty, it was just that his heart died. He buried the time more than ten years ago deep in his heart, and he never even mentioned the orphan Rong Niang who he raised since childhood.

He had thought that he would never bring up this past event again, that he had forgotten the pain, but he never expected that on that rainy day, he would talk about it to a bookstore owner whom he only met a few times.

The shopkeeper was called Zhang Cheng, who came to Fengzhou from another place to settle down. He looked comfortable, but he was not outstanding. Feng Lai had met him a few times and participated in his activities. He felt that this person was very fresh and interesting. He admired his optimism and envied his occasional childishness, but that was all.

Unexpectedly, during the days when he was being hunted down by King Huainan, it turned out that he hid himself, wittyly seized the searches time and time again, and saved himself.

The shopkeeper has a husband who is handsome, kind and simple, the shopkeeper loves him very much, even when facing Feng Lai Rongniang, there is no other color in his eyes.

This made Fenglai very comfortable and at ease.

They have experienced a lot together. Zhang Cheng took them in, found them jobs, and told them that women and brothers should be treated equally. He didn't even think of any tricks, unknowingly, Feng Lai was deeply attached to the days of living with the two couples, and felt that he seemed to have a little more fireworks.

Later, their friendship grew deeper and deeper. On a certain year's eve, they became a family. Zhang Cheng wrote both him and Rongniang in the family tree.

Now that I have a home, Fenglai's eyes are filled with rare tears.

The days passed so vividly and peacefully for several months, until a foolish and impulsive young man like a husky broke into Fenglai's life.

The young man surnamed Luo was named Wenzhi, and he was the young master of the Wanping Hou Mansion in the capital city. Although the young master acted like a drowned chicken in front of Feng Lai, he performed two crazy scenes, but he managed to make Feng Lai remember him. This inconspicuous handsome young man.

He always smiles with two crescent eyes, with three points of carelessness and seven points of frankness.

It's like a tender bamboo shoot with half a head emerging from the mountains in spring, unpolluted, refreshing and delicious.

Ever since Fenglai gave him and his servants two bowls of wonton soup, that kid has come to Fenglai, which caused Fenglai a lot of headaches.

This little duke has a tall figure, a straight back, and a handsome face. No matter how you look at it, you like it, but your mouth is too expressive. When you don’t speak, it’s called red lips and white teeth. embankment.

For so many years, Feng Lai liked quietness the most, but the young master had to talk nonsense in his ears every day, bragging all over the world, Feng Lai was very annoying, but he was a little... reluctant to let him go.

Because he has many strange and wonderful stories, because he looks inconspicuous but is actually very considerate, because he has the vigor that Feng Lai admires but can't learn from him.

Different from Zhang Cheng's prudish little mischievousness, Xiao Hou Ye is too dazzling, and occasionally the little naughty prudence in mischievousness is surprising.

If Zhang Cheng is like the water of Xiaobi Lake, with occasional ripples, then Xiaohou Ye is like a rushing river, which has not been calm for hundreds of years.

The little duke is dazzling wherever he goes, he can laugh and speak well, and his kung fu is good. Fenglai thinks he is too perfect, but also very bitter. How can he live like this, but he seems to have been born without waves for hundreds of years? Gu Jing, who is only 30 years old, has vicissitudes like an old man in his heart.

Later, on a full moon night, Young Lord Luo drank some wine, held Fenglai's hand and said he liked it.

Feng Lai fled.

Young Master Luo was very disappointed, he thought it was because he refused, because he didn't like it, but Feng Lai knew that he had fled in despair.

The little Hou Ye never ends up in a hundred battles, the more frustrated and courageous he becomes, one rejection is not enough to make him give up, he shows his kindness again and again, and Feng Lai leaves with a cold face again and again, the two of them have been deadlocked for a long time, until that flower was picked from nowhere. lotus flower.

Feng Lai almost couldn't hold back anymore, he was so scared, he ran away, leaving the kid alone in the rain.

Zhang Cheng said a lot to the young master, and Feng Lai knew about it, but what Zhang Cheng said was not right at all!

Fenglai sat on the head of the bed with her knees hugged on countless late nights, staring at the moon outside the window to lose sleep.

He didn't pick and choose the young master, nor did he think about whether he could support his future, he was just very afraid.

Like a snowman in winter afraid of the scorching sun in summer, like a dark shadow afraid of the scorching light.

He felt that he was not worthy, and even more that he dared not.

He was also afraid that he would harm that simple-minded kid.

phoenix.

Who in the world would dare to use Feng as a surname!Common people can have the word phoenix in their names, but it is absolutely forbidden to be a surname. There is only one dragon and one phoenix in the world.

Who dares to call Feng Lai.

If it wasn't for the order from the dragon himself.

The common people are ignorant and think it is just a stage name, but Feng Lai knows what kind of brand this name means on her body.

For the emperor's people, whoever touches them will die.

Even if it's someone he doesn't want.

After listening to Zhang Cheng's words, Lord Luo thought for a long time, and said goodbye to Feng Lai one day, leaving a token, telling him that he would grow into a big tree that he could rely on, and would come to pick him up when the time came.

Feng Lai said no need with a cold face, he also really hoped that the young master would forget about him when he returned to the capital, there are so many beauties in the capital, a Feng Lai is nothing.

However, one year...two years...three years...

Feng Lai began to doubt her own judgment and the little master's mind while receiving gifts continuously.

He received many, many presents, basically once every two months, or piano scores, or pianos, or some messy things, and even received twice as hard as a rock of beef jerky.

There are also letters. At first, it was crab crawling characters, but later it became more and more beautiful, always expressing his thoughts and admiration.

Feng Lai couldn't calm down anymore, a figure fell into his dreams every night, which became a secret he dared not tell.

On September [-]th of this year, it was already late when Fenglai returned home from Jiaojiao's birthday banquet. The little girl was already three years old, and Fuer was seven months older than her, but they had completely different temperaments. Little Jiaojiao was mischievous. Very quickly, Fu'er was quiet, sister Ren dragged him around madly, with a smile on her lips.

The house was messy and lively, Feng Lai only felt that his house was too deserted when he came back from there.

Rong Niang got married last year, and she wore a unique wedding dress designed by herself. They prepared several large boxes for her dowry. Zhang Chengsheng was afraid that his sister would be wronged at Pei's house, so he stuffed two boxes with snacks and rouge. Rongniang cried, but smiled.

So now Fenglai is the only one left in this small courtyard. When the snow is about to fall, the charcoal fire in the house is extinguished, so it is a bit cold.

Feng Lai lit the lamp, sniffled, and got some hay and firewood to light the kang. The kang is of good quality and will heat up in a while.

He went to light the charcoal basin again, the empty room seemed extremely cold, and a hot kang was not enough to give him a sense of security.

The good charcoal was thrown into the charcoal basin, and it was easily ignited. Fenglai closed the lid, went to the yard to wash his hands, and then heard someone knocking on the door.

Who will it be in the middle of the night?

Feng Lai asked, and hearing the voice was a familiar messenger, she opened the door and took a flat white porcelain jar from the messenger.

He didn't have to think to know who sent it.

After closing the door and returning to the room, sitting on the Kang, Feng Lai opened the white porcelain jar, and was stunned.

Inside was a jar full of hemispherical cold melon meat, each piece was only a bite size. With the rise of greenhouses these years, Fenglai ate a lot of cold melons, and he recognized at a glance that these were all the sweetest ones. a mouthful.

Even if there is a greenhouse now, cold melons are not available all the time. To get so many cold melons in this season, and to dig out the sweetest bite of each cold melon is not as difficult as reaching the sky.

Feng Lai's hands trembled a little, he picked up a piece of cold melon and put it in his mouth, it was refreshing, sweet and juicy.

He ate two pieces, then suddenly put the jar heavily on the kang, and murmured to himself in a low voice, angrily: "This cold melon is so fresh, it must have been dug out not long ago, bastard, people are in Fengzhou but don't Come and see me, why, why don't you come and see me for yourself..."

As he spoke, his eyes turned red, and when he was full of grievances, he was suddenly pulled back and fell into an embrace with the coolness of autumn and winter.

Feng Lai was almost frightened out of his wits, and screamed, but a big hand touched his chin, and then heard a long-lost but never-forgotten voice above his head, with a smile, he said, "So you miss me too !"

Feng Lai was like a thunderbolt, standing on the spot in a daze, this voice would be noisy and laughing in his dreams almost every night, although he hadn't seen it for three years, but he recognized who it was right away.

Feng Lai was stunned, he even forgot to turn around, let the man wrap his arms around his chest, and put his chin on top of his head, he could even feel the heat from the man's breath, the collision of cold and heat, Feng Lai's tears It started spinning around.

He heard the man say, "I've been watching you, just because I'm afraid you don't like me and dare not come out."

Feng Lai murmured in a low voice: "Young Master Liang."

The person behind smiled: "Anything is fine, as long as you miss me, I will be happy."

Feng Lai blinked, trying to hold back his tears. Now he recovered, and was about to turn around when his two strong arms tightened. The person behind him said in a panic, "Don't look."

Feng Lai's heart felt cold, he broke free from those two arms, turned around and stared at the person in front of him with wide eyes.

It's still that handsome face, with a bit more wind and frost, but it's only been three years, but it seems to have gone through more than ten or twenty years. The most attractive thing is the crescent-like eyes when smiling, the left eye , a scar from top to bottom, hideous and eye-catching.

Feng Lai touched the scar in horror, and said involuntarily, "What's going on here!"

Young Master Luo had a blue beard growing on his chin, and he said embarrassedly: "I went to the northwest and had a fight with the Tartars, and I was injured a little bit, but fortunately my eyes are fine, and I can still see you clearly."

Feng Lai couldn't bear it any longer, and cried out loudly, why did he suffer such a serious injury, but didn't mention a word in the letter, why could he say such things lightly, and there was... apology in his eyes?

Luo Xiaohou hurriedly wiped away his tears, and said repeatedly: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!"

Feng Lai cried even harder, he was afraid of a fart, he was distressed, okay!

Little Houye Luo had nothing to do with him, he could only hug him and coax him softly. Thinking about how that cold little brother was crying like this, Little Houye Luo felt a little unbelievable.

After all, Fenglai is Fenglai. After crying for a while, he stopped. He listened to the young Lord Luo explain in detail that he had conquered bandits and fought wars in the past few years. He started to win, and at this moment he just won a battle from the south, and he was going back to the capital, so he stopped by to see the person who had been thinking about him day and night.

Feng Lai was silent for a long time after listening, and asked, "Is it for me?"

Luo Xiaohou was worried that he was under too much psychological pressure, touched his chin and said: "Not all, I also want to revive the prestige of Wanpinghou Mansion."

Feng Lai was silent for a while, then whispered, "If it's for me, there's no need to..."

"I can take care of myself. I don't need anyone to protect me from the wind and rain, let alone... risk my life."

Lord Luo Xiaohou smiled, hugged him and said: "How can that be, your surname is Feng, how can I marry you if I don't have any confidence."

Feng Lai raised his head suddenly: "You know?"

Lord Luo looked up at the sky, blinked his eyes, and said casually: "I didn't know at first, I always thought your surname was Zhang, but later I heard that you were originally from a different family than Zhang Cheng, and your name was Fenglai. After returning to Beijing, I inquired about what happened. Shengshang stayed in Fengzhou for several months on business more than ten years ago. After returning, the people around him changed. I probably guessed it. You chose a name, and you dare to be surnamed Feng these years, and you have been hacked into pieces by the government."

Feng Lai was stunned, the people around him changed, changed, changed...

The benefactors of that night never appeared again, never appeared again, never appeared again...

He trembled uncontrollably. What did that man do to save his life...

Young Master Luo felt that he was wrong, and said softly: "You don't have to think too much, you know too little, and the really useful people will not be replaced, so it's not just the people around him who have changed over the years. One batch, which wise king and holy master is not piled on the pile of bones, it's just that these things can't be told to you."

Fenglai is no longer an indifferent young man. He knows what an emperor is, and how deep the sea of ​​blood is under that seat. He lowered his eyes and asked, "Did he choose this name for me to protect me?"

"That's not true," Young Lord Luo curled his lips: "If I want to protect you, I'll get you a cat or a dog, wouldn't it be nice, with a phoenix character on it, as if I'm afraid others will covet his own things, hum!"

Feng Lai chuckled and asked, "Then you still dare to provoke me?"

Young Master Luo took him into his arms and said, "Dare you, I am the only one left in the Wanping Hou Mansion. I have no relatives or reasons. I am not afraid that he will steal the house."

"What crazy things are you talking about!" Feng Lai couldn't hear him say the word copying the house.

Unexpectedly, the young master's mind was very fast, and he immediately received: "I'm saying I love you."

Feng Lai was at a loss for words.

It wasn't until he was thrown on the bed, was devoured, listened to ten thousand words of likes, took off his clothes, and fell asleep in a thousand waves of pleasure, Feng Lai put his arms around the back of the explaining hardcover , In the empty house, in the cold winter night, for the first time, I felt the scalding heat.

When he woke up the next morning, the man was looking aggressively at his face with his eyes gleaming like a greedy cat that tasted fishy.

Feng Lai was sore all over, and really couldn't come for the second time, Young Master Luo cried out sadly that he had been wronged, guarded his body like a jade for the first time in 23 years, but he refused to let him eat, Feng Lai was so ashamed by him, he hid in the quilt He refused to come out, and seeing that huge guy in the dim light, he couldn't even hide under the quilt.

The two of them got tired all morning before getting up. Young Master Luo was putting on Feng Lai's shoes while saying goodbye to him. He had to go back to Beijing to report on his work, and he couldn't delay for a moment.

He asked Fenglai if he could wait for him any longer, Fenglai didn't ask how long the wait was, but just nodded.

After Luo Xiaohou left, Feng Lai talked to Zhang Cheng about this, Zhang Cheng was a little shocked, but more happy, jokingly said that he would have a general's husband as a backer in the future, and his waist would become stiff.

Feng Lai smiled slightly, but didn't say much, just looked at the gate of the city from a distance, as if he could see that a few months later, the man came on a tall horse and told him everything was fine, he came to pick him up up.

However, this wait is two years.

For two years, there was no news, no gift, as if all the sweet words that day were just lies for sexual pleasure.

Feng Lai's eyes gradually lost their brilliance again, and Zhang Cheng was not happy, but he always felt that Luo Wenzhi was not that kind of person.

Two years later, on a certain summer day, Xiliu next to Zhang Cheng hurriedly went to the inn to invite Fenglai, saying that something important had happened at home.

Feeling anxious, Fenglai rushed to Zhang Cheng's house, and saw a tall man standing in the yard.

Feng Lai stood dumbfounded at the door, and the stream behind him could only wait outside the door.

Zhang Cheng stood in the back room and smiled at him, then closed the door, leaving the yard to these two people.

Luo Wenzhi suffered another injury. In Xia Ri's single shirt with a low collar, he could see a fresh scar on his neck that almost cut off half of his head.

"Sorry for being late."

"I'm fighting again."

His eyes narrowed slightly under the warm sun, he looked at Fenglai who was walking towards him with a smile, and said softly: "Not long after returning to Beijing, I encountered a rebellion, and I was stabbed as a guard."

He pointed to his neck: "It took me several months to grow a new head."

Feng Lai's eyes were blurred with tears, and he gave the nonsense person a hard look, but unexpectedly opened the tear gate, and hot tears fell down.

He reached out and touched the scar, but he didn't lose his ability to think because of his distress.

He asked: "It grew in a few months, but you disappeared for two years!"

Lord Luo Xiaohou smiled, hugged him, and said: "After the injury is healed, it will be rewarded for meritorious deeds. The Holy Majesty asked me what reward I want. Guess what I want?"

Feng Lai's eyes widened, he looked up at him in disbelief, and said in a trembling voice, "You wouldn't..."

Shouldn't you want me?How bold!

Young Lord Luo pouted, and said casually: "Of course I want to take the opportunity to ask for the best reward!"

"Then...he..."

"He was very angry. He kicked my heart on the spot, scolded me for committing a crime, scolded me for being cowardly, and death is not a pity."

"and then?"

"Then they threw me into the sky prison and said that they would find a good day to cut me into pieces."

"what!"

"Haha", Young Lord Luo seemed to be talking about other people's affairs with ease: "Of course, after more than a year, he probably felt that he could not find such a good life, so he let me out and told me to go away." Stay in the northwest, don't dangle in front of his eyes."

"you……"

"You also made me a general, and you will be the general Fulang in the future. How about it, are you proud enough?"

"..."

He said it easily, but Feng Lai knew that he was close to death, if he had not made meritorious service in saving him, he would have died if he dared to ask the emperor for someone.

The little Marquis Luo possessed himself and whispered in his ear: "I just relied on the grace to save his life and bet that he would not kill loyal ministers and heroes, so I dared to say it. Look, one knife plus one year in prison, in exchange for a sweetheart It’s worth following and staying together.”

Feng Lai was so angry that he wanted to hit someone, but his fist was weak under the horror, and instead he was caught, and he put it on his lips and kissed and kissed again and again. In broad daylight, even Feng Lai felt a little blush.

"Why don't you come to find me, but come to my brother's house first."

"Because I'm here to give the betrothal gift!" Young Lord Luo continued to kiss: "I gave him eight big boxes, and gave him all the wealth of the Marquis of Wanping's mansion. My heart aches for me."

Fenglai: "..."

Then he saw Luo Wenzhi leaning over against the light, almost touching his lips with his, hot breath rushed towards his face: "Marry me, will you?"

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Young Master Luo... Oh no, General Luo's team will be stationed outside Fengzhou City for three days, just to welcome a general's husband back to the northwest.

Feng Lai married in a hurry, and there was no time for the ceremony, and General Luo didn't want to hold the ceremony in Fengzhou. Letting the emperor know was just to stimulate him. Why don't they go back to the northwest, where the sky is high and the emperor is far away, and they can celebrate for as long as they want .

So on the morning of the third day, General Luo, dressed in a dark red costume and riding a tall black horse, picked up his new husband from Zhang Cheng's house.

Feng Lai was held in his arms. It was the first time he rode such a war horse. He was a little nervous, but more excited and curious.

He was wearing a green gown. He rarely wears such a bright color on weekdays. Today, at first glance, he almost didn't dazzle General Luo. Others looked at it.

But there were still many people who recognized him, and soon, the entire Fengzhou city knew that the mysterious Mr. Da Nafeng, a musician, was married.

Zhang Cheng's family was sent all the way to the gate of the city, and Rong Niang was in tears. Even the ignorant Fu'er and Jiaojiao were keenly aware of the sentimental atmosphere between adults, and did not dare to be too naughty.

Zhang Cheng had a beard before, but it hurt so much from Jiaojiao, so he simply shaved it off again, but even without a beard, it could be seen that there were signs of time on the face of this not-so-ordinary Patriarch, and he began to cry , which is even more distressing.

General Luo kept wiping away Feng Lai's tears, so that he could see his family clearly at the moment of parting. They were stationed in the Northwest, and it was very likely that they would never see each other again in this lifetime.

But the parting will come eventually, and we bid farewell reluctantly. Fenglai will ride away after all. His dowry is very simple. Apart from the various gifts from General Luo over the years, there is only his favorite piano and a huge mouthpiece. Mahogany chest.

Inside the box was Zhang Cheng's dowry for him.

Zhang Cheng said that the northwest was too far away, so it was impractical to bring anything. There was no silk or satin, and there were no bottles and jars. Not a single finger gap.

Feng Lai wailed, General Luo didn't understand, so Feng Lai just stared at him and said he must treat him well, so that General Luo thought for decades that Zhang Cheng's box of mud was brought when Feng Lai was angry. Smash him.

Until the day of Fenglai's 80th birthday party, Fenglai, who had completely white beard and hair, asked someone to bring a dowry, and smashed a piece of it in front of Northwest King Luo Wenzhi.

The loess was broken into slag, revealing a small oil-paper package. Luo Wenzhi curiously opened the package, and inside was a small gold bar that gleamed.

Luo Wenzhi was stunned, and broke open all the mud, each piece of mud was filled with gold and silver, a thin piece, and when added together, it could be as much as a small box.

"This...this is?"

Feng Lai burst into tears: "This is my dowry, Zhang Cheng, he is afraid that you will treat me badly, so he prepared some money for me to go home."

Luo Wenzhi scolded Zhang Cheng eighteen times in his heart, and then he was a little moved. He knew that Zhang Cheng would never give silver to his family if he had gold. Feng Lai took away all his wealth!

Fenglai, after all, has the best family and the best lover. Even though he has no children because of his age, the bad old man beside him has never looked at other people again.

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More than two months after Luo Wenzhi left the capital, the emperor in the imperial study rubbed his brows and asked his close father-in-law how long he had been gone.

It has been more than two months since the father-in-law replied respectfully.

The emperor closed his eyes tiredly, and said to himself: "More than two months, it won't take that long to go from the capital to Fengzhou, and they should be on their way to the northwest now."

The father-in-law naturally knew who the emperor was talking about, and echoed in a low voice: "It is His Majesty's kindness."

The emperor suddenly opened his eyes, and there was a trace of ruthlessness in his eyes, and he said viciously: "Things that don't know what is good or bad are really audacious, and they are deceiving the king!"

The father-in-law trembled in fright, and knelt down on the ground with a plop, trembling.

However, after a long time, the emperor sighed again, and said dejectedly: "Forget it, I can't kill loyal ministers, and I don't want to...Feng Lai, I'm here, I don't want you to be alone all your life!"

The father-in-law heaved a sigh of relief, stood up and poured a cup of ginseng tea for the emperor, and coaxed him softly, "Your Majesty chose the surname Feng for that little nobleman so that the previous prefects of Fengzhou would take care of him and secretly protect him." , Your Majesty's heart is enough to move the world."

The emperor shook his head: "I shouldn't have the heart. Since ancient times, I have said that the emperor is ruthless. I... don't have that kind of blessing, but it's cheaper than that bastard Luo Wenzhi."

The father-in-law had nothing else to say, and silently moved a stack of memorials. The emperor was as diligent as ever, and shouldered the heavy burden of a country. Keeping the stability of this world is the most unique blessing for his beloved.