"It was indeed written by the girl. Meng Tingan raised his hand and threw the key over, "You can open it and see." ”

Cheng Yiheng took the key, lowered his head and smiled: "Can I see it?"

"It's not a love letter, it's a family letter. The eyes of the person on the other side were a little dark.

"Family letter?" Cheng Yiheng paused when he opened the drawer, a little nervous, "Does anyone in the Meng family know that you are still alive?"

"Nope. Ting An shook his head, "It's all written by Miss Shen Weishen, I asked her to help me keep an eye on my family." He briefly talked about the situation of meeting Shen Wei.

After saying that, Cheng Yiheng had already opened the drawer, flipped through the neat pile of stationery inside, and said in surprise: "She wrote you a lot." ”

"Hmm. Ting An took out another envelope from the book he had put down when he entered the door just now, "There is another one here, the twelfth one that just arrived today." ”

Twelve years of family letters, but it is longer than thinking.

Ting An opened the envelope in his hand and said, "You can read what is inside." ”

"Just pay attention to your family, and there is nothing else to do, what is there to see?" Cheng Yiheng said, and still took the top one.

Suddenly heard the person on the other side: "No, you can't read the first one." ”

His hand stopped, and he pulled out a second letter from underneath.

The other side was silent for a while, as if he had just remembered something, and hurriedly said: "The second letter is not good......

Before the words fell, Cheng Yiheng had already spread out the letter paper in his hand.

The person on the other side sighed and had no choice but to give up.

Cheng Yiheng stared at the letter, glanced at it a few times, and slowly tightened his brows: "'Damn Cheng Yiheng is not dead', is it still disappointing?"

He gritted his teeth and raised his head: "This Miss Shen has a deep hatred for me, she actually cursed me in front of you, I haven't seen her a few times, that is, at that time in the porcelain art club......"

His words came to an abrupt end, and He Chushu's bloody appearance reappeared in front of him.

He shook his head and watched as the person in front of him stopped his movements and stared at him.

He hooked the corners of his mouth hard and said, "Why did she mention me, did you ask her about my news?"

Meng Tingan pinched the unopened letter in his hand, turned around, and said slowly: "I didn't ask, she mentioned it." ”

"Oh, that's right. He shrugged his shoulders and muttered, "Why are you mentioning me for no reason?"

"Miss Shen is informal, she will say whatever comes to mind, which is also her preciousness. Ting An opened the letter in his hand, smoothed out the two pieces of paper, and looked at the first line.

"Xuncheng, the Meng family is safe, don't read it. ”

His eyebrows curled.

"Curse me to death if you don't have any informality, and say it in front of you, how can she not die herself?" Cheng Yiheng pursed his lips.

The letter reader smiled sharply.

"If you want to hate me, it won't be her turn......" Cheng Yiheng continued.

"Miss Shen is dead. A sudden word on the other side interrupted his voice.

He blinked, looking confused: "Don't don't, I'll just say that, I didn't really curse her, can I see like a woman, don't learn from me, it's ...... if I take it badly"

Ting An didn't wait for him to continue, and handed the letter to him.

He followed the words "All safe, don't read it".

Small italics: "Third Young Master, I'm not Shen Wei, Shen Wei was injured supporting the road construction workers, and I didn't rescue him, and I will write to you in the future, I am Weng Rongrong." ”

Cheng Yiheng opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he moved for more than a long time, and finally only squeezed out four words: "That...... You mourn. ”

Ting An took back the letterhead, he should have thought that Shen Wei's letters over the years have always been like gold, how could he write two pages?

He was silent for a while, his eyes reddened slightly, he closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and nodded: "Hmm." ”

After a long time, look down.

"Third young master, Shen Wei has been asking me to help her find out the news of the Meng family all these years, I know that she has been quiet in her letter to you, but the Meng family has not been so peaceful these years, and there are some things that Shen Wei doesn't want to write, for example, she saw me lose a child with her own eyes, and she knew that it was difficult for women to give birth to the next generation, so she didn't advise Siqing to have children, and then Siqing lost two children in a row, she was unhappy and didn't tell you.

For another example, the second young master accepted a concubine, and when he heard that it was still an old acquaintance, Shen Wei was very disdainful and didn't tell you.

Also, the concubine didn't give birth to a child, the Meng family adopted a child, Shen Wei was not happy, she couldn't understand why they were so obsessed with offspring.

In the past few years, she only told you that Miss Meng Siru and Miss Huan'er ran away from home, this is the only thing she agrees with, and she said that she should have such courage. ”

At this point, Ting An read back and forth several times, and every word turned into a heavy shackle, all of which pressed on top of his head.

He raised his head with difficulty: "The fourth sister has lost two children?"

"Well, yes. Cheng Yiheng leaned back in the chair, "I was there when the first child was gone, at that time, Xuncheng was making trouble because of Mr. Yang's affairs, and Xiyuan was worried about external troubles, and she didn't pay attention to having a child, hey, if there were no messy things, maybe I could have saved it, and I don't know who to blame." ”

Ting settled for a while, and then asked, "Second brother has taken a concubine?"

"Jiang Yarong?" Cheng Yiheng continued to knock on the table with her hand, "In the past, when her Jiang family was still there, everyone went out to play together, I have seen her a few times, she is very lady-like, this trip has changed a lot, she looks pitiful, your second brother didn't say it, but I know him, I believe he didn't take a concubine, just took care of her." ”

"The second brother and the fourth sister adopted a child?" Ting An then asked.

"Hey, that's right, Cheng'er is so cute, I give him a pair of silver locks every year, and this year's one is almost ready. Cheng Yiheng slapped the table.

"Is there any news for the eldest sister and Huan'er?"

"I transferred troops to look for the two of them at the time, but I didn't find them, but some people said that they were doing well outside, so don't worry. ”

Cheng Yiheng was smiling and replying, and suddenly there was a sadness in the eyes of the person in front of him.

His heart tightened: "What...... What's wrong?"

Ting An said: "You have always been in the Meng family all these years, but I have been absent so much, I am ashamed of my surname Meng." ”

Cheng Yiheng looked at his expression, and he racked his brains to comfort him, he wanted to say that it was not your fault, it had nothing to do with you, and you couldn't help yourself, but these words were really weightless, and they couldn't solve anything.

He hesitated, pondered, a bold idea came out of his mind, kept turning in his mind, he weighed up and down, left and right, and after a while, hesitated and said: "The queen mother is gone, the emperor has changed, did she tell you in her letter?"

"I don't need to say anything about it, I know it. Ting An replied.

"Hmm. Cheng Yiheng lit the table, "I think, no one should care about what happened to you back then, maybe you can go back." ”

Ting An was stunned: "Regardless of whether the emperor is changed or not, the court is still there, if I appear openly, your crime of bullying the king will be inevitable, and maybe a bunch of things will be involved...... Forget it. ”

"This ......" Cheng Yiheng sighed, although he didn't want to admit it, but these words were true.

Moreover, it is not only the crime of bullying the king, the lives of several prisoners in the patrol room, and the lives of the Xiao Wu general who died are all hanging on him, if Ting'an appears, this old account will be reopened, if the truth about the arson of the patrol room is revealed, not only will the court cut him, but Wu Sankou will not let him go.

What's more, it's not just him, Burchard who has been staring at the Meng family, knowing that he is not dead, and with an excuse, how can he easily let go of the Meng family?

"That'...... Do you want to go back?" After a while, he asked with a sigh.

Ting An did not speak.

The momentary silence made him feel distressed.

He thought about it, and suddenly said very thoughtlessly: "It's not above board, go back secretly, okay?"

After finishing speaking, I felt that I was speechless, how could a person like Meng Tingan who was on the clouds return without a name or surname?

But the other party noticed, took a step forward, and asked intently, "What do you mean by this?"

He was surprised for a moment, a little excited, and quickly turned his head: "Just ...... Except for the Meng family, don't let people know that you are still alive, don't call this name, change your name, it's best not to go back to Xuncheng to live, go to other places, but you can often secretly go back to the Meng family to see, it's much better than not going back here. ”

The more he spoke, the more pictures appeared, and he simply poured out all the ideas that came up: "Although the court file is here, it has been so long, and it shouldn't be difficult to hide it among the people...... If you go back, I won't be an official at all, I'll accompany you to find a place with few people to live in, and you still paint your paintings, but I can't sell them with my original fame, but I can do anything and can afford it...... Well, I mean, I can protect you from worrying about it. ”

He finished speaking in one go.

After the words fell, I thought about it carefully, and sighed in horror: "What kind of nonsense is being said behind this!"

He made up for it and said, "No, that, I mean ......"

"Are you going to disarm me and return to the field?" he hadn't finished yet, but he listened to the humanity on the other side.

He suddenly forgot what he was going to say, and looked at the person in front of him in a daze.

"You rich boy, how can you do anything, lie to me?" said the other party again.

He stood up and leaned forward against the table: "I didn't lie to you, I haven't been a little coolie for a few years, okay, even if you can't do it, you can learn, I learn things quickly." ”

His heart was pounding, and when he finished speaking, he held his breath and asked cautiously again, "So, go back?"

Meng Ting'an looked at the gold-inlaid vault in the house, and the Roman column was facing the unused fireplace, and he suddenly remembered the drunken tea hall in the West Garden in Xuncheng, where the celebration banquet specially held for him was staggered and colorful.

Everything is outside of the body.

He came back to his senses, his frowning eyebrows stretched slightly, and the corners of his mouth curled shallowly.

Exotic neon is not as good as the loess of the hometown, and the drunken gold fan is not worth a cup of tea.

Once famous, several years of thought, for the rest of your life ordinary.

It's a good deal.

He smiled knowingly at the person in front of him.

The letter in his hand fell inadvertently, and he leaned over to pick it up, remembering that he hadn't read the second page yet.

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