Chapter 457

There were only two people left in the room, and the atmosphere was a little embarrassed for a time.

Fu dujun's face also had no arrogance in front of Xiao Zhu. He looked at Zhuo Lin and hesitated for a long time without saying anything.

This obviously shows a guilty conscience. Zhuo Lin naturally saw it in her eyes and couldn't help sighing in her heart. It is impossible for her to say that she has no resentment against Fu Zheng. As long as she thinks that her son has been around Fu Zheng for nearly 30 years, she says that if the Fu family were not protected by the Fu family's old master and old lady, she might not be as good as the children of ordinary people. Even the most rational people can't help but vent their anger.

But on the other hand, Zhuo Lin also knew that it was meaningless to blame Fu Zheng for such things.

How can she expect Fu Zheng to be a person who doesn't know the existence of the child when her own child has not been found?

Zhuo Lin also knows what happened in those years. I'm afraid Fu Zheng's time at home adds up to less than half a month a year.

As for education, not to mention that his son is now in his infancy. Even if he is really a child, Fu Zheng doesn't feel there is a problem with his education.

In the eyes of Fu dujun, girls are well dressed and fed at home. It's good for them to be taught to read and learn Chinese characters. Boys have to wrestle and hone to become talents. The gap between Fu Fengcheng and Fu Yucheng has strengthened Fu dujun's idea.

No one loves Fu Fengcheng. Everything depends on himself. Now he is outstanding. Fu Yucheng was spoiled by Feng since childhood. If he hadn't been repaired several times this year, the mud wouldn't be able to hold up the wall, so... There's no problem with Fu dujun's educational concept!

Fu Zheng has become more and more stubborn over the years. Zhuolin doesn't intend to have any old relationship with him, and naturally doesn't bother to settle old accounts with him.

But Fu dujun was guilty. He always felt that Zhuolin came to settle old accounts with herself. After all, Zhuolin was never a gentle and careless woman. Even Fu dujun didn't stand it.

So it's inevitable that I'm a little nervous.

Zhuo Lin looked at his alert face and couldn't help but raise her hand and cover her eyes with a sigh.

After a while, he put down his hand and looked directly at someone again. He said in a deep voice, "Fu Zheng, talk."

Fu dujun coughed softly and sat down with his head in the air. "What do you want to talk about? First say... The boss can't go with you."

Zhuo Lin was speechless, but after years of officialdom, there were still some edges and corners. She slightly raised her eyebrows and said, "Oh? Why don't you come with me?"

Fu dujun raised his hand and wanted to stand up, but this action is very difficult for him at present. As soon as he raised his hand, the wound on his chest began to ache, so he had to hold the table with both hands, "he is the eldest son of my old Fu family! Young Marshal of the six southern provinces, will you go to the four northern provinces to work for the old boy Longxiao?"

Zhuo Lin was not angry. She took a sip of the tea on the table. "Fu Zheng, I have only one son."

Fu dujun touched his forehead and whispered, "if you don't want to give up, come back to Yongcheng. Isn't it a governor? Who hasn't?"

As soon as he raised his eyes, he looked at Zhuo Lin like a smile, so fu dujun knew that the proposal might not be very good, so he thought and gritted his teeth again and again, "it's a big deal, labor and capital compensate you for a son! Second, third, fifth and sixth, you can pick one and take it away!"

"..." Ms. Zhuo said that she just wanted to buckle the tea cup in her hand to Fu Zheng's face. "Do you think I'm stupid? Give you my son and then have to raise a son for you?"

"What do you want?" Fu dujun was a little upset, but he still tried to "reason" with his ex-wife, "If the boss stays in the Fu family, the whole South six provinces will be his in the future. If he follows you to the north four provinces, he will be short of the boy Longyue? Now it's not our time. Even if he wants to make another success, it's even more difficult. Besides, there are ready-made ones. Don't you have to let him start again? Are you stupid?"

"..." don't you have to argue with me from beginning to end?

Zhuolin is not a noble virgin. Of course, she knows what benefit maximization is. As a mother, she certainly knows how to strive for the greatest advantages and benefits for her son, not to mention that he deserves it.

So from beginning to end, she didn't mention that Fu Fengcheng wanted to go to Yunzhou with her. Who knows what's wrong with Fu Zheng and has to fight with her on this issue?

Zhuo Lin slightly raised her eyebrows. "Oh? All the six southern provinces are from Fengcheng. How can I remember that you still have two, three, five and six?"

Fu dujun waved his hand, disapproved and said, "can that be the same?" in Fu dujun's eyes, his son and heir have never been the same thing.

Maybe he once wavered, but that was when the hope of Fu Fengcheng's recovery was almost cut off. At that time, I thought it would be good if Fu Fengcheng's injury could not affect his life. Where can I think of an heir?

In this way, Fu dujun can also be said to be quite ruthless. After making an arbitrary decision, he will never give other sons a chance again.

But now, the whole six southern provinces are his. He naturally has the right to do whatever he wants. Who dares to say he is wrong?

Zhuo Lin held her chin in one hand and looked at the man in front of her. Fu dujun stared at her with some vigilance, "what are you looking at?"

Zhuo Lin faintly took back her eyes and said, "nothing. I want to see feng."

Fu dujun breathed a sigh of relief and realized that the discussion on the ownership of his son had ended. "Shut up in the yard, just go. Whatever you want to do."

Zhuo Lin chuckled, "whatever you want to do?"

Fu dujun nodded, "naturally, what's the problem?"

"No problem." Zhuo Lin said, "you can recover from your injury. I'll go first." after so many years, she and Fu Zheng really have nothing to talk about. Even if she wanted to recall that year, facing Fu dujun's face, she couldn't think of anything to talk about.

In essence, good-looking people are Yan Kong.

"Wait!" Fu Zheng hurriedly called her, Zhuo Lin was a little puzzled, "what else?"

Fu Zheng hesitated and asked, "you and... You and Xiao..."

Zhuo Lin was thinking about meeting Feng. She was a little careless, "huh? What's the matter?"

After listening to him say only a few words, he looked up at him in surprise.

Fu dujun was a little angry and said, "I said... What's the matter with that guy Xiao Zhu?"

"That's what you asked?" Zhuo Lin was speechless, and Fu dujun said confidently, "I can't ask?"

Zhuo Lin stood up and said slowly, "first, it's none of your business. Second, you think too much. Let's go. You can recover."

"Hey! You woman..." Fu dujun was a little anxious. Zhuo Lin looked down at the man sitting on the sofa. "Mind my own business if you have time. Don't worry. If I get married again, I'll send you a wedding invitation."

"Who wants your wedding invitation?" Fu dujun said angrily. He blushed and muttered in a low voice when he remembered the first half of Zhuo Lin's words. "Who knows what those women think? Where does labor and capital have so much time to take care of these things? If you don't trust your son, you can come back and let you take care of the labor."

Zhuo Lin finally couldn't help turning her eyes. "Fu Zheng, you look ugly and think very beautiful. I'm gone. It's rare in the future and hurt my eyes!" then she turned around, opened the door and went out without the slightest intention of staying.

Fu dujun, who was left in the room, was stunned for a long time before he finally came back to his senses and roared, "where is the labor and capital ugly?! what else! What wedding invitation! Make it clear to the labor and capital!"

Outside, Han ran pushed the door and came in. His hands trembled with this roar. He looked up and looked at Fu dujun in amazement.

Fu dujun felt that he had barely lost face under his subordinates. He snorted and waved to him to go out.

Han ran had to respectfully step back and close the door again.

In the room, Fu dujun sat alone on the sofa and couldn't help raising his hand and touching his chin. "Ugly? No... what does labor and capital look like? It's none of her business? It's serious to be polite to her! Hum!"

There was no meaning in talking to himself. A moment later, Fu dujun was silent.

Leaning against the sofa, I closed my eyes and the room was silent.

On the other hand, Fu Fengcheng accompanied Zhuo Lin out of Fu dujun's yard and went to Feng's house arrest yard. Along the way, many servants of the Fu family couldn't help secretly looking at the lady who was accompanied by Fu Dashao.

It is said that this is Fu dujun's original wife and Fu Dashao's biological mother. However, except for a few old people, almost no one in the Fu family knew that Fu dujun had once married a wife, let alone that the original wife had such a big background.

Zhuo Lin and Fu Fengcheng naturally ignored the look around. Zhuo Lin turned to Fu Fengcheng and said, "did you hear my conversation with Fu Zheng?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded slightly, indicating that he had indeed heard it.

Zhuo Lin chuckled and said, "Fu Zheng... Nothing else. It's pretty reliable on business. Will I trouble you when I go back to Yunzhou?"

Fu Fengcheng shook his head and said respectfully, "mother is at ease to do her own things. Don't worry about us."

Zhuo Lin nodded and said with a smile, "if it's a different time, I really want to take you all away. But..." raised her hand and gently patted Fu Fengcheng on the shoulder. Zhuo Lin said, "mother knows you have something to do. If you need anything I can help, just tell me. Understand?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded seriously to show that he had remembered it.

Zhuo Lin smiled, "You have enough ability to take charge of the six southern provinces. The future of Anxia depends on you young people. I know that if you put it 30 years ago, your achievements would not be lower than your father, but those years have been chaotic enough. It's better to be safe for you to live in peace for the past ten years. The great cause of opening up Xinjiang and expanding land is strong and fierce, but it's a pile of human lives 。”

Fu Fengcheng said, "remember your mother's teachings."

When they were talking, they had reached Mrs. Fu's yard door. Several guards stood with guns at the door. When they saw them coming, they immediately raised their hands and saluted, "big and small."

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "open the door."

The guard didn't ask much. He went forward and opened the closed gate.

Fu Fengcheng said, "mother, go in."

Zhuo Lin said with a smile, "you wait outside. I want to talk to Feng alone."

Fu Fengcheng frowned slightly. Feng's spirit was obviously abnormal. He didn't want her to be alone with her mother.

Zhuo Lin smiled, "don't worry, although I don't have such good skills as Sa Sa, I'm not really powerless."

Fu Fengcheng thought of the grenade that almost killed Ren Nanyan. He hesitated for a moment or nodded, "what's the problem? My mother called me immediately."

"Don't worry."

Zhuo Lin walked into the yard alone. It was stormy last night and the fallen leaves in the yard had not been cleaned. The whole yard looked a little damp and cold.

As soon as Zhuolin came to the door of the hall, she saw Feng. She was sitting on the ground in the hall. It seemed that she hadn't slept all night. The whole person looked haggard and old. Looking at the people who came in, their eyes were in a trance, and they seemed to have some doubts about the identity of the comer.

Zhuo Lin stood at the door and looked at Feng. It seemed that she hadn't changed her clothes for a few days. Her clothes were wrinkled and stained with a lot of blood. The hair was messy, there was no blood on the face, and even the lips were dry and molted.

Zhuo Lin even saw that her hair was much whiter and looked gray in her black hair. In terms of age, Feng is actually several years younger than Zhuo Lin. But now it looks more than ten years older than Zhuolin.

"Feng..." Zhuo Lin paused for a while. It took so long that she forgot what Feng's name was.

Mrs. Fu stared at Zhuolin's face for a long time, and her eyes finally woke up.

She stared at Zhuolin and said, "you are... Sheng Zhuolin!"

Zhuo Lin didn't deny it, but said, "long time no see."

In fact, they haven't seen it twice from beginning to end. Zhuo Lin may not recognize who Feng is if she walks on the street. However, looking at the old and angry face in front of her, she vaguely remembered the weak and poor young Feng.

It's really different.

Mrs. Fu stared at Zhuo Lin, her eyes full of jealousy and hatred.

Her hands hung on her side, and her fingers were tightly picking on the cloth of her clothes. Rao's hands could not help shaking.

She was jealous of Zhuolin. She began to be jealous when she had never seen Zhuolin.

At first she was jealous that she was Fu Zheng's wife and that she had such a hero as her husband.

Later, she was jealous of Zhuolin's appearance, talent and even popularity. Before Zhuo Lin knew about her and Fu Zheng, she stayed in the capital for a long time. At that time, she often peeped at Zhuo Lin, and then frustrated to find that nothing could compare with her.

Even after she finally succeeded in taking her husband, she was still not happy for long.

It's better to say that Zhuo Lin doesn't want Fu Zheng than robbery.

She saw with her own eyes how Fu Zheng pleaded for mercy and admitted her mistake in front of Zhuolin. She also saw with her own eyes how Fu Zheng found Zhuolin everywhere after his divorce and how he used wine to relieve his worries.

She also heard a lot about how Fu Zheng pursued Zhuolin at the beginning, and how he often ran at both ends for Zhuolin, who taught in the capital, and ran back to the capital to accompany his wife as long as he had time. However, these... Have never been seen since she married Fu Zheng.

It seems that the legendary Fu Zheng and the Fu Zheng she got are not alone at all.

She followed old lady Fu back to Yongcheng. Not long after Fu Fengcheng was less than two years old, Fu Zheng accepted his aunt, and then carried people into the door one after another.

All this seems to tell her that you are not as good as Zhuolin.

Otherwise, why did Fu Zheng and Zhuolin marry for several years without even a child, but they are still willing to devote themselves to it. Even if you give birth to your eldest son as soon as you enter the door, Fu Zheng still doesn't look at you?

In fact, Fu Zheng has always been superficial to her. Feng even felt that if it were not for the status and face of Fu Fengcheng, the two old people's precious golden sun, her mother might be directly put in the cold by Fu Zheng.

She maintained her superficial glory in the Fu family, and only she knew how depressed she was inside. Zhuolin is becoming more and more famous outside. At first, she can comfort herself that she is the wife of the Fu family. Zhuolin is just a woman with a bad reputation. Even if Long Xiao protected her, didn't he marry her in?

But this is of no use. Zhuo Lin's political achievements, Zhuo Lin's reputation, Zhuo Lin's visits abroad, and who Zhuo Lin makes friends with, no matter how outsiders evaluate newspapers and magazines, they are always generous in writing.

Every time, Fu Zheng would always stare at the newspapers with Zhuo Lin's news for a long time. Although he was always sarcastic, he would properly collect those newspapers afterwards.

Over time, she didn't even want to read the newspaper.

Over the years, she tried her best to block Zhuolin's news. Now seeing Zhuolin again, she was hit harder and more unacceptable.

She has changed from a young girl in full bloom to a woman with gray hair. This year, she grows old very fast. She doesn't want to look at herself in the mirror once in a while.

The woman in front of her is still shining, even more dazzling than when she was young.

Time never misses anyone, but it always has a special preference for some people.

Zhuo Lin also had faint fine lines in the corners of her eyes, but this did not affect her beauty.

Her makeup is light, because today is a special visit to the old man. She doesn't wear the usual shirt and skirt. Instead, he wore an old-fashioned and improved embroidered dress, and his long hair was in a lazy bun with two green jade hairpins.

It is quite different from the solemn and complicated dress that Feng Shi used to prefer. It only softens her spirit and coldness in officialdom, and it is more graceful and charming.

At a glance, it was the appearance of a famous woman in Jiangnan in her thirties.

Feng's eyes were red and stared at Zhuo Lin like a ghost. Murmured, "it's impossible... How can it..."