Chapter 315： again and again

Chapter 315 Again and again

"Li..." Fang Mingfeng turned his hands behind his back and stood gracefully, just as he was about to warn the Li family a few more words, but heard a clear and clean female voice from afar: "Everyone, don't worry, all of them queue up...all have their share. "

This voice was so familiar to Fang Mingfeng, as if it was engraved in his soul.

Fang Mingfeng's body shook violently, looking in the direction from which the voice came.

A few dozen feet away on the street, there are more than 20 people lined up in a long line, gathered in front of a booth, the one who just spoke was a girl in a bright red skirt, with a bright appearance and a friendly smile. People are reduced to a dull background.

Two passers-by hurried past Fang Mingfeng, one of them was afraid to be behind and urged his fellows: "Hurry up, Wancaotang is spraying medicine ahead."

"Someone happens to have a cold in my family. I need to ask for a cure for the cold. That will save the doctor's money."

"Wancaotang is really benevolent and benevolent." Another person who traveled with him said with emotion.

The two walked faster, trotting towards the spray booth.

Fang Mingfeng stared at Gu Yunchang who was delivering medicine bags to passersby himself, and his eyes were full of deep affection that was about to overflow.

She was the only one in his eyes.

His 嫆嫆 is so good and unique. When he falls in love with her, how can other women get into his eyes!

His son-in-law deserves the best treatment in the world, but the people he holds in his palm and cares for are repeatedly despised and humiliated by Gu Yanfei.

It's time for Gu Yanfei to pay the price for your arrogance, appearance and arrogance!

If the heavenly people knew that Li Zhaodi's past was not bad, could a man with flawless white jade still become the little prince concubine? !

Li Zhaodi, you are a match!

Lai Zhejin's eyes flashed fiercely, but his face was still dignified and proud.

"That's..." Gu Yun also followed Gu Yanfei's line of sight and looked in the direction of Lai Zhexuan. At first glance, he felt that the noble man was unfamiliar.

Where did you see it? !

Gu Yun suddenly thought of something, and his eyes lit up.

Yes, this girl looks like a dead mother-in-law!

My deceased mother-in-law was not an uncommon beauty, but also my father-in-law was lucky.

"picked up" my mother-in-law, and my wife Su Niang actually only inherited her mother-in-law's appearance.

"You're Sister Concubine, right?!" Gu Yun lowered the volume excitedly, and praised happily, "That's not your son-in-law, the future princess is really like the ordinary, less noble!"

Gu Yun felt cold in his heart. He felt that there were only seven of the noble men I met in the Hou Mansion. Yes, they were even better than you!

Our old Li family is really unlucky. Without such a prince and a man, you will definitely be able to pull your father and your younger brother in the future. The good days are still in the past!

So that's not your seventh sister. Fang Mingfeng was also looking at Gu Yuancong, his burning eyes almost frozen under you, jealous and envious.

The clothes under Qimei's body are covered with gold threads, shining in the sun, and the jewels such as bead flowers, temple flowers, earrings and other jewelry under your bun are all red gold embedded with precious stones, which is luxurious and normal.

And what about yourself?

The dress under you is not the best one you have owned, because after washing it several times, the material is slightly whitish, and the orchid at the corner of the skirt is also embroidered by you stitch by stitch.

I'm afraid your outfit is still enough to buy a handkerchief in the hands of Seventh Sister...

Fang Mingfeng bit his upper lip again, and the grief in his heart became a little stronger.

Lai Zhejin slowly withdrew his gaze, then turned to look at Gu Yun, his face became hot, and there was a frosty look on his face.

I said slowly: "A few of them are here to disturb you."

"Understand?"

The first two words stabbed at Gu Yun mercilessly like ice knives, icy and affectionate, as if outside of Gu Yanfei's eyes, the Li family were just humble ants.

Lai Zhe said that he felt the killing intent of the other party with the ground.

"Master Fang, you are worried, adults understand."

Lai Zhejin lifted his sleeves and instructed: "Jiang He, let him take us away. Settle down well."

"Yes, son." Jiang He clasped his fists to lead the order, urging Gu Yun, Fang Mingfeng and the others to get off the carriage like a sheep.

Fang Mingfeng followed in front of his younger brother Li Hao, and the first one got out of the car. After getting out of the car, he restrained himself and glanced in Lai Zhejin's direction, the nails of one hand sunk deeply into the palm of his hand.

Lai Zhejin didn't pay attention to Fang Mingfeng at all, Jiang He was walking to my ear and whispering a few words before jumping off the carriage of the carriage.

The coachman drove the carriage to the east, while Lai Zhejin looked west.

The crowd gathered behind the bulletin board at the gate of the city was 80% less than after, and the crowd was full of people. No one paid attention to the announcement made by the emperor, and there was a lot of discussion.

"Rehabilitated?" Gu Yanfei's lips curved into a mocking smile, as if he had heard a joke, and his voice was indifferent, "Just kidding!"

Lai Zhejin's eyes were as white as abyss, and he thought with disdain: Lai Zhejin is not the man of a criminal.

You don't even have a skin, but your mind is vicious, vulgar is worthy, arrogant and cruel;

Which is like my malevolent and open-minded, he is arrogant and arrogant when he is in power, and when he is in distress, he is seen to be decadent. He is always so graceful and calm, and honor and disgrace are shocking.

A person like Li Zhaodi will always be my son-in-law!

Thinking of Gu Yuanchong, Gu Yanfei's heart is both cold and heartache. This kind of request is the heartache of getting.

I couldn't help but look in the direction of the spray booth again.

Just at this moment, Gu Yuanchang's eyes suddenly turned to Gu Yanfei's side, obviously stunned for a while, and the two looked at each other quietly.

At that moment, the surrounding quiet voices seemed to be far away from Gu Yanfei, and I could hear everything.

Gu Yanfei stared at Gu Yuancong in a blink of an eye, so focused, so cold, so affectionate, like two flames burning in my eyes.

Gu Yanfei consciously took a step back, wanting to get closer to Gu Yuanchang, but suddenly, outside his head, the words Lai Zhejin said to me on the night of the Lantern Festival echoed: "The closer he gets to you, the more unlucky he will be..."

pounding!

Gu Yanfei's mind was shaken, and his heart was slowing down.

"Bang! Slap!"

There was a sound of smashing things from the lounge on the seventh floor of the restaurant, as well as the shouting and collision of the two arguing.

However, Gu Yanfei just stared at Gu Yuanqiang, listening to it, not even noticing that a jug was thrown out of the window on the seventh floor...

"what!"

Gu Yanfei saw it, but the other pedestrians down the street saw it and pointed at the falling jug and exclaimed.

It all happened too slowly. Others didn't even have time to remind Gu Yanfei, and they just watched the porcelain jug smashed directly under my head, and it was torn apart.

There was a sound of "bang", and several fragments were scattered on the ground.

Gu Yanfei groaned in pain, the seven sense organs were slightly twisted, and an inch-long opening was cut on the forehead by the fragments of the wine jug.

Bright red blood slid down my angular cheeks, and even my hair was soaked with some remnants of wine, slightly moist.

The young man, who was still dressed in bright clothes and high spirits a moment later, became depressed in an instant.

"Who is it?" Gu Yanfei raised his hand to cover the wound on his forehead, stared at scarlet eyes, raised his head and looked towards the elegant seat on the seventh floor, blood seeping from his fingers...

"Sir... Young Master! Your head is bleeding!" The close-fitting servant said and looked at Gu Yanfei with a simple expression.

Others know it, but I serve Shi Mingfeng closely, and the most vague thing is that I have been very unlucky in the last month since Shi Mingfeng fell from the horse during the Lantern Festival. Under the robe, the stairs on the feet suddenly decayed and broke...

Such unfortunate events are countless, and I also suggested Shimingfeng to go to Quantitative View to eliminate bad luck, but Shimingfeng said that I believed those.

The big servant grabbed the big seven in the restaurant and asked angrily: "The people in the restaurant smashed your son, so that's okay!"

"No one downstairs is drunk..." Big Seven quickly explained.

As he spoke, a concerned male voice came from nearby: "Father Li, is he okay?"

Gu Yuanchang saw that Gu Yanfei was injured, so he suppressed his worries and ran over quickly.

Gu Yanfei was completely concerned about the blood gushing from the wound on his forehead, and only looked at Gu Yuanchang running towards me, his heart was blazing.

It was the first time I saw you since before the Lantern Festival.

It was such a long time for me, it seems that I haven't seen you for a long time.

"Whoa!"

Another jar of wine was poured on the elegant seat on the seventh floor, accompanied by the angry roar of the woman downstairs: "I want to pour it, I can pour it!"

A small pool of wine was spilled and poured on Gu Yanfei's head. The wine poured my whole body into a soup.

Lai Zhejin even came to wipe the wine under his face with his sleeve, and then the empty wine jar also fell up and hit me hard.

"Boom! Boom!"

There were two consecutive bangs, the wine jar was smashed when it fell to the ground, and the fragments were mixed with the wine in the ground.

That one hit really hard.

Gu Yanfei let out a pained cry, only to feel the headache as if it was about to split, clenched his teeth, and the blood slowly faded from his face.

It was just a headache, and even the scar on the right arm that was broken from the next fall from the horse and the stab wound to the abdomen was still aching.

At that moment, the murderous heart became small.

The two beggars who robbed me this night, and the one who threw the jug and the jar today, should be damned!

Lai Zhejin held his head in one hand, half of his face was less sullen, he staggered two steps, and a deep white darkness came surging like a wave behind his eyes...

I staggered and fell up, and fell softly to the ground, buzzing outside my head, and I only felt that the world seemed to vibrate violently.

"Father Li!" Lai Zhechang finally rushed to Gu Yanfei's heels, and even though the ground was full of liquor and debris, he knelt down on the ground.

You held Gu Yanfei's hand with one hand, and your voice was filled with anxiety, "Lai Zhe, what does he think? Can he hear your voice?"

Gu Yanfei opened his eyes diligently and felt Gu Yuanchang's cool palm against her.

Li Zhaodi's unfathomable voice sounded in his ears once again: "...It's a good death!"

Could it be true that what Li Zhaodi said was true?

The thought of    had just emerged, and my heart was beating slower and slower, as if it was about to jump out of my chest, and it seemed like something was choking me hard.

Gu Yanfei tried his best to open his eyes, staring at the many men who were not so close to me, as if he wanted to engrave your face in his heart.

I have long wished that we could be together, but why is God so cruel, even allowing me to be close to you...

Gu Yanfei's thin lips moved slightly, and he wanted to say something, but he made a sound, and the white darkness on the edge pressed up like a mountain, his consciousness gradually faded away, and he fainted.

"Lai Zhe! Father Li!" Gu Yuanchang called Gu Yanfei's name again and again, her face pale.

Your voice is getting more and more excited and low-pitched, and it came and went under the street, attracting many passers-by to stop.

Lai Zhe, who was shopping at Ba Fu Ji on the other side of the street, also heard Gu Yuanchang's voice, and his hand holding the money bag stopped for a while.

"Add two more boxes of hibiscus and lotus seed cake."

Have you ever looked back, and threw the broken silver to the man, who swiftly packed the plum cake, bean paste big flower cake, golden jujube, candied plum and lotus seed cake I ordered.

It’s rare to go back to the house so early today, and my son came down that street to buy snacks and snacks for the two sisters outside the house.

Before buying the dim sum, the son passed by this restaurant when he rode his horse back, and heard Gu Yuancong calmly instructing Gu Yanfei's servant: "Behind is Wancaotang, wait, he will go out here and invite Wan Xiaofu... "

The shopkeeper of the restaurant finally ran out belatedly, and even the guests who were drunk and mad at the elegant seat on the seventh floor also came, and Cai stingy said: "Did you hurt someone? Another death, what are you shouting about! "

"Your father is Xu Guangsong!"

"Are they trying to corrupt money, speak up, is one thousand taels enough?"

The drunk and smug brother threw out a series of words in a respectful and arrogant tone, attracting fewer and fewer passers-by down the street toward the restaurant.

The back of the restaurant is full of chickens flying and dogs jumping, making a lot of noise.

Lai Zhe even gave alms in his eyes, and he turned his head and rode his horse away, and walked away gracefully.

The horse's hooves were flying, and the fourteen-year-old youth in fresh clothes and angry horses forgot about the encounter with Gu Yuancong and Lai Zhejin, and did not leave any traces in his heart.

Before returning to the mansion, Lai Zhe first went to Jiahuiyuan to give one of the candied desserts to Gu Yuanzhen, and then went to Yuhengyuan to see Lai Zhejin.

My lord came back slowly, and the dim sum I bought was still cold.

Li Zhaodi slept late, then just got up, and was tempted by the tempting scent to move her index finger.

"Ba Fu Ji's dim sum! Little brother, he is so good!" Li Zhaodi smiled happily, and even ate several pieces of plum blossom cakes, and she lost seven or eight points of fullness in her belly.

You took a sip of water and asked casually, "Little brother, did he just come back?"

Seeing his sister eating unhappily, Lai Zhe sternly curved his lips and nodded.

My slender fingers quickly rubbed the floating pattern under the teacup, and said, "Your Majesty said that he has written an edict to re-investigate Daddy's case, and the official document has not been posted on the city gate."

The Eight Fortunes is far from the West City Gate, and Lai Zhejin suddenly understood why Ziye went so far in the early morning to buy snacks.

Whether it is the next life or that life, the grievances of the father are a heart disease of the younger brother, and he will never let it go until the younger brother dies in the next life...

Li Zhaodi obediently handed Lai Zhe a plate of salty meat mooncakes, and said casually, "Little brother, has he dreamed of Daddy?"

"I haven't dreamed of it for a long time." Lai Zhe drank tea quickly while eating fresh meat mooncakes. The tea in his mouth was mellow, but I felt a hint of astringency.

My eyes were slightly dazed, and after a while of silence, I said again: "When Daddy died, you would dream about me almost every night, not when you dreamed that I was covered in blood, not when you dreamed of my head. Being hung under the city wall by the Yue people, sometimes I will dream that no one will dig my tomb..."

"During this period, no matter where you go, you can hear others scolding your father. You know someone you know, and that's the case..."

"We say that Daddy turned his back on the master, and that I carry 100,000 unjust souls under my back, that I betrayed the country and surrendered to the enemy. It will be tainted for thousands of years, and it will last forever. If you don't have a father, you won't have a son."

Master's thoughts were caught in the most tormented memory four years later, and there was a slight hoarseness in his hot voice.

I try to be calm, but I am at all calm. My sadness, my anger, my heartache, and my willingness are revealed in my few words.

I raised my head and looked up at the blue sky with clouds outside the window. Tears welled up in my eyes, and my heart felt like colic.

My father is bright and bright, and he is so good, yet he has to be insulted like that. For my son, it makes me more happy than having my order.

The grandfather dared to tell Li Zhaodi that, for fear of making his sister sad.

Until now, I have seen the light of hope.

There was the sound of pouring tea in my ears, the son heard the sound, and saw that Li Zhaodi was adding tea to me, and the face of the eldest girl was shining like a pearl in the sunlight that was coming back from the window.

Just staring at his sister like that, Lai Zhe's heart is much more stable.

I used to feel very lonely, because except me, no one said that I was wronged with my father, even my family members, even my only sister Lai Zhexiang.

Now, I have found my real sister, who is as suspicious of our father as I am.

very nice!

The corners of Ziye's lips twitched, and he took another sip of the tea, savoring the refreshing fragrance of the tea.

I drank quickly and spoke quickly: "During this period, you were often awakened by nightmares, and when you were asleep, you would go to Daddy's cemetery. You once swore outside that you would find it four years later The truth about this battle in Yangzhou."

"You can make daddy carry the stigma for all eternity, so the bones are all over the earth..." Lying on the ground.

"Are the bones intact?" Li Zhaodi suddenly interrupted Ziye, her turbid pupils pointed straight to Ziye's.

Master: "…"

Ziye finished his words for a while, and immediately realized that he had made a slip of the tongue.

My father's body is everything, I originally wanted to tell my sister.

"Little brother?" Li Zhaodi raised her eyebrows and stared at Lai Zhe, with tenacity and stubbornness written on her beautiful face.

Lai Zhe's heart is light, and whenever he thinks of those past events, his heart seems to be churning repeatedly without a sharp blade.

I squeezed the teacup outside my hand, firming up for a while, but still said honestly: "Four years later, Daddy's head was sent to the capital by the Vietnamese as a trophy..."

"Daddy's grave is nothing but the head and the crown."

There was a deep bitterness in the son's voice, the young man's sitting posture was still straight, but there seemed to be no tangible weight on his shoulders, and his expression couldn't hide the sadness and sadness.

(end of this chapter)