Honglouchun

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Feng Ziying smiled, nodded and said: "What Liangchen said is that even if the old thousand-year-old comes back to life, there is nothing he can do now. But, can the Grand Master Jing of your family stay out of office for the sake of an orthodoxy, and can't be free and easy for a brother? You also Having said that, my father has a high position and authority, and is trusted by the palace. If I want to pursue wealth, why should I look far away?"

orthodox?

That’s right, it’s orthodox!

The empress dowager in the palace is not the Empress Jingchu and Yuan Dynasty, but Empress Xiaochengren, the mother of Prince Yizhong, is the real Empress Jingchu Yuan.

And Prince Yizhong is the Yuanzi of the Tian family, and Prince Ning Li Xi is the Yuanzi and grandson!

When Jia Qiang heard the words, she didn't advise anything. Although his soul did not belong to this era, he gradually realized what the four words "Yuan Chu Di Chang" meant to the current world.

It means an unshakable order, just like the previous soldiers' belief in guarding the country. For many people in this world, that position can only and must belong to the line of Prince Yizhong.

If other people sit, it is usurping, and they are not in the right place.

Such people, although not in the mainstream, are not in the minority either.

Coupled with many unwilling and ambitious people, they tried in vain to change their fate with the power of the dragon.

So, this road is not lonely...

Jia Qiang did not try to persuade Feng Ziying. He offered tea instead of wine and said: "I have always believed that no matter in ancient or modern times, those who have faith in their hearts are worthy of respect. Brother Feng, although the way of life will be different in the future, I still respect you. Cup! In addition, Brother Feng, please believe that you have always been the best friend I made when I was poor and humble!"

Hearing this, Feng Ziying's complexion was moved, and her eyes were agitated. She also raised a cup in return. They looked at each other for a moment, and after seeing the sincerity in each other's eyes, they raised their glasses to drink.

Afterwards, Feng Ziying strode away.

Since the ways are different, we don't conspire with each other.

After Feng Ziying left, Li Jing walked out from the back hall, and said with a complicated expression: "Although this person is confused and generous, he is a rare hero. For the sake of a righteous word in his heart, he even disregarded life, death, wealth and honor. Such a person, in the There are not many people in Jianghu. However, most of the people who are looking for Xiangling's mother are from Prince Ning's residence. This Prince Ning is not a sensible person, what does he want to do?"

Jia Qiang said indifferently: "Send someone to look for Feng Su, find out who has been looking for him recently, and what they have asked... After asking clearly, you can guess a thing or two when you think about it. It's a life-and-death thing!"

"Yes!"

……

night time.

Jia Qiang put her hands behind her head and lay on the rosewood canopy bed in Qia Huayuedong, looking at the sky-blue gold-woven curtain hanging on the bed.

In the incense burner with copper carved plum blossoms and three breasts set beside the couch, there is the incense of plum blossoms from Princess Sanwan Shouyang burning in the burner.

This incense is made by pounding agarwood, stack incense, chicken tongue incense, sandalwood, musk and patchouli, tonka, dipterocarp, etc. into fine powder, refining honey and blending evenly, and the pill is as big as a bean.

Burned in the incense burner, the fragrance is refreshing, light sweet but not greasy.

Jia Qiang prefers...

Barefoot, Ping'er stepped on the gold silk brocade coral carpet, and gently touched the candle wick on the coral wood lamp stand with a gold spoon.

Her figure is graceful and graceful, and the shadow under the candlelight falls on the jade-carved lake and mountain screen not far behind her, like a picture of a lady.

It was already summer, and Ping'er was only wearing a concubine-colored soft satin jacket with sweetheart collar, pipa lapel and cross-neck collar, which was light and thin, very beautiful.

As if feeling Jia Qiang's gaze, Ping'er slightly turned his face to the side, and sure enough, he saw Jia Qiang staring at her, his pretty face was slightly hot, and he shyly pursed his lips and said with a shy smile, "What are you looking at?"

Jia Qiang smiled and said, "Look at you."

When Ping'er heard this, a smile bloomed on her gentle and beautiful face. Even though she was mature and sensible in her heart, she was still only a girl in her 20s and [-]s.

And what girl doesn't like her sweetheart to say such nice things.

Just when the two were in love, they suddenly heard a sour voice coming from behind the screen: "Hey! I said it was so quiet, and I thought they were doing something tricky, and they didn't even make a sound. It turned out that it was in this pair of eyes son..."

The four eyes can see each other for so long, which obviously makes women more acid than the earth-shattering toss.

Ping'er's pretty face immediately turned red, and when she turned her head to see Sister Feng swaying in, she spat and said, "Don't ask me to say nice things! How often do you see each other?"

Sister Feng trembled when she heard the words, she didn't know what she thought of, a blush floated on her face, and she stepped forward angrily to fight.

Ping'er is also very talkative, and now that Sister Feng is making a move, she only dares to hide aside.

Or Jia Qiang couldn't see it anymore, grabbed Sister Feng, sat down on the couch, and said: "I've been busy all day, why are you still fighting like a little girl? How old are you..."

When Sister Feng heard this, she raised her eyebrows and stared, "How old is my mother?"

Jia Qiang bowed her hands and said, "Forget my mistake, my aunt is still young, and my aunt is only eight years old this year!"

"Pooh!"

Sister Feng pursed her lips and suppressed a smile, and after spitting, she said, "You are the one who can say such strange things!" But when she raised her embroidered handkerchief, she couldn't help but groan, and complained, "Running from morning till night, this My bones are so sour, it's like falling apart!"

Just at this moment, little Jixiang and Xiao Jiaoer came in carrying a tub of hot water together.

Seeing Jia Qiang and Sister Feng sitting together, the two little fellows didn't care, and grinned and said, "Here's the water for washing your feet!"

Seeing the two of them, Jia Qiang felt happy, so she took out two small silver ladles, rewarded each of them, and said, "Go."

Erxiao took the silver box and ran away happily. Sister Feng got up from the couch and squatted down to take off Jia Qiang's shoes and socks.

Ping'er also squatted over...

Jia Qiang laughed and got up, and pressed the two of them on the couch with one hand to sit firmly, but she squatted down, first put Ping'er's feet, which were barefoot, into the wooden basin, and then started to go to Sister Feng. My son's shoes and socks.

After the two were dazed, Ping'er was so startled that she wanted to stand up immediately, but Jia Qiang was on guard and put one hand on her leg, preventing her from getting up.

Then he took off Sister Feng's embroidered shoes and went to the socks, and also did not allow Sister Feng, who was restless, to get up.

Jia Qiang simply sat cross-legged on the carpet, looked up at the two of them, and said with a soft smile, "I've been running around all day, so there's no reason for you to wash my feet?" After a pause, he said softly again : "Nowadays, outsiders only think that Daoning Mansion is not clean except for the two stone lions at the gate. They also compare me to Jia Zhen, Jia Rong and others... Heh. How do they know that apart from the name, I can give What is most precious to you is not glory and wealth, but respect."

Ping'er was restless in every possible way, and persuaded: "But the master is a young hero, a man! How can..."

While cleaning carefully, Jia Qiang raised her eyes and said with a smile: "What's the matter if I wash my wife's feet? I'm not a heroic man with strong bones anymore? Whoever wants to laugh, let them laugh. It's true. A heroic man is not only able to help the world and the country, to help the crisis and overcome difficulties, but first of all, he must be able to prop up a peaceful sky for his beloved woman, so that you can live happily and freely, and let you live a lifetime. I don’t feel like I’ve wasted my life.”

He held Sister Feng's feet again, looked directly at her and said, "Don't feel any guilt in your heart, if it wasn't for the dignity of the Jia family, if it wasn't for the interests of the Wang family, you would continue to stay at the Jia family and maintain this nominal Marriage? So what if it’s reconciliation? Not to mention me, even Ping’er can make you live comfortably for the rest of your life.

You have maintained the dignity of the Jia family and won the benefits for the Wang family. If it weren't for you, based on my dislike for the second wife, would you accept Wang An and Wang Yun and give them an official job to promote them?The Wang family, it is because you are in the Jia family that you benefit from me.

You have sacrificed yourself for them, why can't you live for yourself for the rest of your life?

Feng'er, in the days to come, you just need to live happily, and live well, and I will be with you for the rest.

That is to say, there really are Laoshizi's underworld in this world, and I, Jia Qiang, will bear all the consequences of sins and karma! "

Sister Feng's face was already full of tears, she stretched out her hand and hugged the little man in front of her who she loved so deeply into her arms.

It was this little man who melted away her scarred heart and reshaped it into a new heart, allowing her to reawaken her courage and straighten her waist for the rest of her life.