Wen Weng went to Cai Fu at night to ask for the letter written by Erlangjun.

However, the letter has not yet been opened.

"The little lady has been groggy for the past two days, there are many times when she faints, and there are few times when she wakes up, and the maid has not had time to tell the little lady about it. Cai Fu hurriedly explained.

"Then bring it to me first. ”

Cai Fu called out to the main body, but did not move, emphasized, "This is a letter from the family." Zheng Sui once confessed that he didn't want Lord Wen to open the family letter.

Of course, Wen Weng understood the meaning of Cai Fu's words, so he hurriedly explained, "If it were normal, I wouldn't have asked about this book, but now Shi Niang is sick like this, no matter how many diseases and doctors I have seen, it is useless, Shi Niang This is a heart disease, you and I both know that there are only two ways to save Shi Niang's heart disease, one is that Wulang came back to life and appeared here, and the other, maybe only Erlang Jun and Li Niangzi can persuade Shi Niang." ”

"In addition, there is no other way, other people's words, Shi Niang is afraid that it is impossible to listen to it, I think this, the girl knows better than me, there is another thing, I don't hide it from the girl, I discussed with Shiro in the afternoon, if Shi Niang can no longer get better, I plan to send Shi Niang back to Xingyang after the spring, Erlang Jun is Shi Niang's father, and he can always persuade one or two. ”

After listening to Wen Weng's words, Cai Fu shook his head hurriedly, "No, now Shi Niang's body, how can it withstand the toss." ”

Since Shi Niang's illness, Cai Fu has served together in front and behind, and worried, the whole person has also lost weight, the original plump cheeks are so thin that even the cheekbones are protruding, and the whole person is even more skinny, especially the eyes, which are scary.

"Let Shi Niang go back to Xingyang. It is the last resort, if there is a 1 in 10,000 possibility, we will not be willing to return to Xingyang in such a physical condition. That's why I thought I'd take a look at the letter written by Erlang-kun first. Speaking of this, Wen Weng paused, "I calculated the days, the time when Erlangjun's letter was sent should be after Zhao Guofa's funeral, Shi Niang's situation." Erlangjun must be able to guess a few points, and he will definitely comfort Shi Niang in the letter. ”

With a snap, Cai Fu slapped his forehead heavily with one hand. There was annoyance in his face and eyes, "Why is the maid's brain so confused recently, why didn't I think of this." He put down his hand and glanced at Wen Weng. "Wait a minute. The servant went to get the letter at once. ”

As soon as the words fell, he turned around and went into the house, very neatly.

Wen Weng sighed in his heart, his face was already folded with folds, and Goro's news was also a big blow to him, and he came out of Xingyang at the beginning. He is deeply trusted by Da Lang, and now. I didn't expect to encounter the worst result, I can only rely on the last bit of belief, I must help Shiro Zheng Jun up, no matter what, I can't go around such a big circle, consume countless financial and material resources, and in the end, in the south, still achieve nothing.

What's more, Gorou still has such a big impact.

He could only grab.

Come to think of it, Da Lang will also agree.

Thinking about it, such a thing, in front of Da Lang, he will do the same.

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Let's say that after Cai Fu entered the house, he opened the letter, opened it and read it once, and then called Baicao in, copied a copy, and brought out the original manuscript at the same time, and then handed the copied letter to Wen Weng, "Let Ah Weng wait for a long time, the maid first asked someone to copy a copy, and the original will not be given to Ah Weng, and Ah Weng will take this just copied." ”

"You're careful. Wen Weng sighed and asked, "What did Erlang Jun say in his letter?"

"There is indeed a persuasion of the little lady, as for whether it is good or not, the maid can't say, Ah Weng can read the letter. ”

Wen Weng heard this, thanked him, and hurried to Shiro's courtyard.

Cai Fu read the letter and did not judge whether it was good or not, but after Shiro Zheng Jun read the letter handed by Wen Weng, his first reaction was to ask Wen Weng with a questioning tone, "This is really a letter written by Aya to Xixi." ”

"Yes, definitely. Wen Weng was also very weak, "It was given to me by Miss Caifu herself, so there will be no mistakes." ”

In Erlangjun's letter, he just told Zheng Sui that he had asked the old Taoist chief of Qiyun Mountain Taoist Temple to tell Zheng Wei his fate, and Wulang was not destined to die early, so that Zheng Sui could relax his mind, Wulang would be fine.

Zheng Jun held the letterhead in his hand, knelt on the couch, and wanted to say ridiculous, he always knew that his father was unreliable, but he didn't expect it to be so unreliable, but Zheng Han was his father in the end, he couldn't say this, and naturally he wouldn't say this, and the words that came out of his mouth became like this, "Ah Weng knows, when did Aya start believing in these Taoist priests?"

Wen Weng shook his head, how could he know this, Erlangjun has always acted in the east and west, in the south and north, five years ago, because of a monk from Tianzhu, to Songshan to preach Buddhism, Erlangjun listened to it for a month, he made a fuss to become a monk, and finally Da Langjun personally ran to Songshan and took Erlangjun home.

He took the copied letter from Shiro Zheng Jun's hand, smoothed it out, read it again, and finally said: "It's better to do what Lang Jun wants, let's go to the Taoist temple in the city to find a few Taoist priests first......

"Ah Weng, if I remember correctly, you have also learned the way of Confucius and Mencius since you were a child, do you also believe in the words of Taoist magic. Zheng Jun interrupted Zheng Jun's words, his eyes widened, and he looked at Wen Weng in amazement.

"Not really. Wen Weng hurriedly denied, "The old man just thinks that this method is not bad, at least let Shi Niang believe it first, Wulang is fine, don't worry about the rest for the time being, we can first collude with several Taoist priests, let them come to the house in front of Shi Niang, and calculate the eight characters for Wu Lang, I think as long as Shi Niang believes it, first ease this demonic shock, maybe after Shi Niang's body recovers, it will be completely fine, and he can slowly accept the facts." ”

In the final analysis, heart disease, in the end, is a burst of demons blocking the heart, squeezing into the dead corner, and relieving this momentum, it can be good.

Hearing this, Zheng Jun pondered for a long time, "Okay, then do what Ah Weng wants, tomorrow I will let people find a few Fang Shi Taoist priests, prepare them first, as for Xixi's side, let Cai Fu persuade Xixi to read Aya's letter first." ”

Wen Weng answered, said a few other things, and then took his leave.

Zheng Jun sent Wen Weng out, was kneeling and sitting down, leaning on the table behind him soothingly, a shadow walked out from behind, silent and shadowless, Zheng Jun's nerves that had just relaxed tensed up, sat up straight, and waved the four personal maids in the room out, before he said in a deep voice: "Uncle sit down." ”

"Joke, I'm your uncle, but I'm just a guest of yours. The person who came was not someone else, it was Mr. Cui who was following Zheng Jun, and even though he said that, he sat down on the couch opposite without any scruples.

Zheng Jun didn't answer, but asked lightly: "When did Uncle come, why don't you let anyone tell me." ”

"If I sue you, I can still hear Fang Cai's words, you have been avoiding me more and more lately. ”

"Nothing. Zheng Jun grinned busily.

"Why, you really want to save that girl now. ”

This time, Zheng Jun opened his mouth, and after that, he closed his mouth tightly and did not speak.

I heard Mr. Cui say again: "Don't you see that Wulang's death can benefit you and make people have a bright future, and similarly, the girl's death can also benefit Jiuniang and ......"

"Sir. Zheng Jun's face changed drastically, interrupting Mr. Cui's words, from the bottom of his heart, he had to admit that it was because of Goro's death that he could have the current Yiqiē, but because of this, he was even more reluctant to hear such words and be exposed so bluntly.

Mr. Cui smiled and looked at Zheng Jun with an incomparably bewitching face, "Why, it was in your death hole, and I began to think that I didn't like what I said, and even changed my name, and I no longer call my uncle." ”

Zheng Jun stiffened his face, pursed his lips, and said slowly after a while: "Perhaps, you do have a right sentence, you are indeed not my uncle, my uncle, it is Cui Taichangqing in the Pingcheng court." ”

When he said this, there was a hint of coldness in his eyes.

Mr. Cui's expression changed, and his tone was not careless at the beginning, but a little anxious, "It's the first time I've heard you say this, why, now I feel that my wings are hard and developed, and I want to get rid of my uncle, who can't show his face in front of me, and fly high alone, don't forget what you have done." ”

"You didn't instigate me to do those things. ”

"Okay, very good," Mr. Cui was angry and looked at Zheng Jun with a sneer, "You are not afraid that I will throw those handles back to Xingyang and throw them to the two surnamed Wen and Fu." ”

"You can throw it if you want, I don't care. Zheng Jun leaned back behind him, "I am doing this now, I just don't want to give you extra handles, besides, in the past, although I have made some small trips, but I have never done anything to be sorry for the Zheng family or hurt my brothers and sisters, I think my uncle can understand, Wen and Fu are not short-sighted." ”

As soon as these words came out, Mr. Cui's face became iron-blue, and he looked at Zheng Jun in disbelief, for a long time, the room was silent for a long time, no one spoke, and remained silent.

"It seems that my hard work for more than ten years has been in vain. Mr. Cui suddenly sighed, "Don't forget jì, half of the blood in your veins comes from the Cui family." ”

Zheng Jun looked at Mr. Cui's decadence, and naturally knew that he was talking seriously, after all, Mr. Cui had been with him for more than ten years, and his heart was also very contradictory, but he couldn't say anything serious, there were some things he could listen to Mr. Cui to do, but it was a matter of righteousness, he absolutely couldn't do it, not to mention, this is another era with a reputation higher than one qiē, "Of course I know this,"

After a slight pause, he said: "But uncle, I call you uncle in private, admit you, and hope you can understand me, my surname is Zheng, Shi Niang is also my sister, I can't ignore it because of my own selfishness, Jiu Niang has my brother, I want to believe, as long as I stand up, she will not be bad in the future, in this case, I hope Uncle will not say it again in the future." ”

Zheng Jun was even more reluctant to fall into such contradictions and entanglements, thinking of this, he added, "I will definitely wait for my uncle to die for a hundred years in this life." "I just want to ask my uncle not to interfere in his affairs in the future.

When Mr. Cui heard this, he glared at Zheng Jun, said hello a few times, and strode out. (To be continued......)