One hundred and four best efforts

The oil lamp was dim, Fan Jianglin was a little clumsy in grinding ink, and Xu Sigen on the opposite side looked gloomy.

"Isn't it useless for us to do this?" Xu Sigen said.

The first time he joined the army, he became a deserter and almost died, and he finally had a chance to start over.

Until now, I can't even keep the reward.

After stumbling for so long and achieving nothing, and relying on this little woman, I can't wait to die when I think about it.

"Since we were children, we were all poor, our parents died early, and chaos made a living... Later, the third child proposed that the eldest husband should do something in the world..."Fan Jianglin said, while smiling, "He wants to teach us to read and write." ”

Xu Sigen laughed.

Thinking of the situation when I was young, I smiled and smiled, and my eyes were red again.

"Then he knew it couldn't be." Fan Jianglin then smiled and said, "Let's just say that I can't work hard, just work hard..."

On the other side, Fan Jianglin's daughter-in-law, who was sitting and coaxing the child to sleep, couldn't help but smile as well.

“… We have been practicing martial arts for many years, and finally felt that we could do something, so we joined the army with high spirits, thinking about making meritorious contributions, but we had to flee because of disputes before we could get our achievements..."Fan Jianglin said, with a bit of reminiscence, "... At that time, the third child had a sentence with me behind your back, he said, about we are the kind of people whose hearts are higher than the sky and whose lives are thinner than paper, and many people in the world are like this, always thinking that they are unique, and God will have a soft spot for looking at each other, in fact, it is just a thousand dusts. ”

Xu Sigen nodded.

"But we were lucky enough to meet my sister." "We are indeed being looked at differently by God," he said. ”

"yes, so. It's worth it in this life. Fan Jianglin nodded and said. Continue grinding the ink. "Fourth, we know what kind of people we are, and we also know how much weight we have, just as my sister said in the capital at the beginning, we do what we can do, and she has other things, and now what we can do has been done, and we don't have the ability to do the rest of the things. If you do it rashly, go to make trouble with the surname Fang, and make trouble with those generals and adults, I think not only will you not get revenge for your grievances, but you will also take yourself, do you think we want to save face, or do we want to achieve our goals? ”

Xu Sigen looked at him and nodded.

"Big brother." He shouted, wanted to say nothing but nothing, and nodded again.

"Write it." Fan Jianglin raised his hand and said.

Xu Sigen nodded and picked up the pen.

Watch as the two brothers begin to write. Fan Jianglin's daughter-in-law picked up the sleeping child and withdrew.

The late-night summer day had a hint of coolness, and she stood outside and took a deep breath. I was a little puzzled.

Such a big matter, even the inspector refused to take care of it in the end, is there a way to tell that sister?

What kind of person is that sister?

In the capital, when the sky was bright, Qin Shisanlang's door was carefully opened by the maidservant, and looking at the young man sitting in the house, the maidservant girl was startled.

"Childe, didn't you sleep?" She asked, kneeling down.

Qin Shisanlang rubbed his shoulders, put down the letter in his hand, and refused the maid's request to serve and wash.

"I'm going to write a letter." He said.

The maidservant replied, and hurriedly took the pen, ink, paper, and inkstone, and brushed her sleeves to grind.

“… You said that you want to beat the surname Fang like before, but you also know that beating is also for nothing....When you grow up, you live so aggrieved, maybe it's better to be ignorant forever... Just because he went to find Manager Jiang, he had been scolded by his uncle and brother in turn, and he was grounded, so he was almost tied up and sent home...... None of them understand ... I don't understand what these little soldiers care so about..."

I understand...

Qin Shisanlang lifted the pen and wrote it.

I know what you care about, and I know what she cares, and those people don't know what they've done or what she's cared about.

However, it's not that you grow up to live so aggrieved, but that you grow up to be not strong enough to live, everyone yearns for the highest place, yearns to become strong, maybe it's caused by the instinctive idea of not being bullied.

There is no reason in this world, if you are strong, you are the reason, so, continue to work hard in the northwest, don't forget the big words you have blown, I will be out next year.

I don't think you should leave this matter at that, for the northwest, this matter has been sealed, and your trouble like this has no effect except for causing more people's dissatisfaction with you and causing unnecessary trouble.

The rest is her business.

She never cared about things that weren't hers, but whoever wanted to rob her of them would have to pay the price.

This point, in fact, you know it in your own heart, little Liuzi, in fact, you are not stupid at all....

Picking up the pen and writing here, Qin Shisanlang stopped.

Many times people understand in their hearts that asking other people is really just asking someone to talk to.

He pursed his lips and smiled, tossed the paper aside, and rewrote it.

Seeing that the letter was sent away by the little servant, Qin Shisanlang stood under the porch and stretched his arms.

"Childe, breakfast is here." The handmaid asked for instructions.

Qin Shisanlang looked at the summer courtyard and exhaled.

"Wash up and change clothes, I'll go out." He said.

The fairy dwelling in the summer is as quiet and elegant as ever, and there is no depression due to the unsuitable season.

"Qin Langjun is here today, and there happens to be a box left." The acquaintance who led the way smiled.

"I'm just taking a break." Qin Shisanlang said, and asked again, "Is Banqin here?" ”

Zhike shook his head.

"Unfortunately, the eldest sister just went out." He said, "Lang Jun has something to do, so let's go find it..."

Qin Shisanlang raised his hand and waved.

"No, I'll just ask casually." He said.

The clothes were fluttering, walked up the stairs, and went to the east, Chun Ling, who was walking out of a room in the west, saw Qin Langjun at a glance, and was suddenly surprised and couldn't help but take two steps, opened his mouth to shout and stopped to look at the little lady Zhu behind him.

There was laughter from the open door behind him.

The little lady Zhu who stepped out had slightly red eyes, and hurried away with her head down, obviously this time the banquet was not very pleasant.

Chun Ling bit her lower lip, her eyes flashing. Seeing that the guest over there had already opened the door of a room. She quickened her pace to the stairs, deliberately making a mistake, screaming, and fell crookedly on the stairs.

Little Lady Zhu and the other maidservant behind her were all startled. Busy coming over to help, Qin Shisanlang subconsciously turned his head to look over, and when he saw the people here, he stopped to step into the door.

There were already guys who stepped forward to help and ask, and Chun Ling was helped to stand up by another maid.

"It's okay, it's okay, I'm so stupid." Chun Ling said with tears in her eyes.

Little Lady Zhu said to be careful, and then she was going to take a step.

"What's wrong? Would you like to ask a doctor to take a look? ”

Qin Shisanlang's voice came from the side.

Little Lady Zhu turned her head to see him, a little surprised, and immediately bowed her head again.

"No, I don't. No, I just slipped my foot. Chun Ling lowered his head and said in a panic, while hurriedly walking.

Little Lady Zhu saluted Qin Shisanlang again and bowed her head and stepped forward.

"Does Little Lady Zhu want to go back or has another place to go?" Qin Shisanlang asked.

Little Lady Zhu stopped and bowed her head slightly.

"I'm going back." She said.

"I heard that the lady has superb piano skills, I don't know if I am lucky enough to hear it?" Qin Shisanlang asked.

Little Lady Zhu hesitated slightly.

"The son praised it falsely, and the slave didn't dare to be it." She said, turning to salute.

Qin Shisanlang smiled and took the first step by himself.

Zhu Xiaoniang raised her heels, and the maid hurriedly threw away Chun Ling and followed with the qin. Chun Ling also stood up straight, reaching out and rubbing his legs. While looking up slightly, a smug smile appeared on his lips.

In the box, the wine and food were put on the table one by one, and at the same time, the sound of the violin also sounded in the room, and at the end of the song, Qin Shisanlang came back to his senses and clapped his hands and praised it.

"Little Lady Zhu's skills have improved again." He said.

"It's been more than two years, and if I don't work hard, I'm afraid that the slave won't be able to get food." Little Lady Zhu bowed her head and said.

Children of people like Qin Shisanlang rarely set foot in the Qinglou Fengyue place, let alone recruit official prostitutes to accompany the wine, the last time I heard Zhu Xiaoniang play the piano closely, it was at the Qin family's family banquet.

Qin Shisanlang was reminded and immediately thought of it.

That family banquet was to see Cheng Jiaoniang off...

In the blink of an eye, so much time has passed, and it seems to be like yesterday.

This lady is really ruthless, say goodbye, don't say goodbye, and don't send a word.

Little Lady Zhu glanced at him, tuned the strings, plucked them with her bare hands, and another slightly longer tune sounded.

Qin Shisanlang came back to his senses when he heard the sound, listened to the sound of the piano, smiled thoughtfully, and poured himself wine and drank slowly.

At the end of the song, Zhu Xiaoniang took a short break and picked up the tea on the side.

"Wait." Qin Shisanlang raised his hand and said.

That's the same, if the owner didn't say to ask for tea, how could she, the prostitute who accompanied her, eat.

Zhu Xiaoniang bowed and put the tea bowl back.

"The tea is cold." Qin Shisanlang poured tea and said, "Little Lady Zhu's breath is unstable, and she is also depressed in her heart, so it's better to eat some hot tea." ”

He said and pushed the poured tea over.

The maidservant who was kneeling by the door hurriedly got up and brought it over and handed it to Little Lady Zhu.

Little Lady Zhu finally raised her head to look at him, smiled slightly, and her delicate face bloomed like a flower.

"Then thank you Childe for this word." She said, picking up her tea and sipping it down.

Qin Shisanlang smiled.

"Isn't it time to thank Zhiyin?" He smiled, "If it weren't for my bosom friend, wouldn't your song that soothed my mood be played in vain?" ”

"Childe is bad, knowing whether to sound or not is Childe's business, whether to play or not is what a slave should do." Little Lady Zhu smiled, "This is the duty of a slave." ”

Qin Shisanlang laughed.

"Okay, good duty." He said, "You have a kind of resemblance to her..."

she

Who is a woman who is willing to look like a prostitute like herself, if she is replaced by other prostitutes, she should be ashamed to say something at this time, but Zhu Xiaoniang just smiled, not panicked or flattered.

The door was pulled open, and a woman stepped in.

"Qin Gongzi, are you looking for me?" Banqin asked with a smile, while looking at the little lady Zhu who was sitting on the side.

"Yes." Qin Shisanlang nodded and said.

Seeing this, Zhu Xiaoniang got up and retired, but Qin Shisanlang did not keep it, and asked the little girl to give the fat powder money and send it out.

“… Is Qin Gongzi in a bad mood? Even drinking and prostituting, be careful that your father knows to break your legs...."

“… Don't worry, my father is reluctant, I really can't afford to invite your lady again..."

There was a joke between the two of them in the room. This kind of joke is relaxed and familiar. Little Lady Zhu turned around. Watching the door close, he lowered his head and walked away.

"What did you say?" Banqin asked in surprise and sat up straight.

"I said, your lady is about to enter Beijing." Qin Shisanlang looked at her and said, while raising the wine bowl to drink.

Banqin looked at him for a moment, and his expression became solemn.

"Qin Gongzi, what's wrong?" She asked.

At this time in Jiangzhou, a shout came from the alley of Nancheng.

"What you run, what you run!" Steward Cao grabbed Cheng Ping and shouted. glanced at Cheng Jianniang behind her again, and lowered her voice, "What are you running to see my lady!" ”

"I didn't run away when I saw your lady, I was going to run, it's not early, I'm going to go to the street to earn money..."Cheng Ping said seriously.

Before he finished speaking, he was slapped on the head by Steward Cao and pushed.

Cheng Jianniang had already approached, and Cheng Ping raised his hand to greet with a smile.

"What a coincidence, the lady is going for a walk again?" He said.

Cheng Jianniang bent down to salute.

"What are you going to do?" She asked.

"I'm fine, go out on the street." Cheng Ping said with a smile. While raising his feet, "Then I'll go first..."

"The money I give to adults. Why wouldn't you? Cheng Jianniang said, "I don't mean anything else, I just want you to repair the book with peace of mind." ”

Cheng Ping touched his head and laughed dryly.

"Do you think I'll be at ease with that?" He said, "Lady, let me be free, let everyone be free." ”

He said he would lift his feet and go.

Cheng Jianniang stood still for a moment.

"Have you ever thought that your children and grandchildren will have trouble in the future, maybe you will be stronger...", she opened her mouth again.

Cheng Ping stood still and looked back and smiled.

"The lady still doesn't understand." He laughed.

Cheng Jianniang looked at him.

Cheng Ping raised his hand and pointed at her.

"I become stronger, it's just me, it has nothing to do with other people, and it has nothing to do with any children and grandchildren, even if my children and grandchildren have any difficulties, it's just their business, and in the end, they can only get through it by themselves, and it has nothing to do with me." He said.

Nothing to do with him! How can it be irrelevant! Does he care? Did he ignore them? As he said, are they destined to do this? Do you have to admit it?

"But we're not reconciled." Cheng Jianniang said.

She thought about Cheng Ping's words, but it was really... Unwilling.

"If you are not reconciled, you will become stronger, isn't it time for the final conclusion, and it's not time to accept your fate." Cheng Ping frowned and said, "What do you always say others do?" You don't want to do what you have to do. ”

It's not time to accept your fate? Isn't it yet?

Cheng Jianniang couldn't help but take a step forward.

"Is there still a chance? I'm getting stronger, what's the use? She reached out and grabbed the placket, a little stunned, "They're all gone..."

"Aren't you still there?" Cheng Ping interrupted her and said.

I'm still there? Am I still here?

"But, I, I, not me..."Cheng Jiaoniang muttered.

"You know who you are, how come you aren't you?" Cheng Ping smiled and waved his hand, "As long as you know who you are, you will always be you, you will always be, you are here, the matter is not over yet, it is not the end, there is still a chance, go quickly, go ahead, go and become stronger." ”

I'm still here! There's still a chance! It's not over yet!

Cheng Jianniang looked stunned, her ears buzzing.

She is still Cheng Fang, she is still Cheng Fang, the matter with the Yang family is not over, she is not dead, she is still there, she still has a chance, there is a chance to avenge her family and clan, there is still a chance...

Seeing that Cheng Jianniang here stopped talking, and then saw that everyone else was worried about her, Cheng Ping hurriedly took the opportunity to turn around and run upside down.

Children are actually very coaxing....just follow her heart....

"This kid!"

Steward Cao chased a few steps, and when he saw Cheng Ping running away, he had to give up, and turned his head back to see Cheng Jianniang standing still, and couldn't help frowning.

Stunned again?

There was a sound of footsteps in the alley, and when I saw them, a small guy hurried over.

"Lady, a letter from the northwest." He said, handing over a letter.

Banqin stretched out her hand to take it and opened it and handed it to Cheng Jianniang.

Cheng Jianniang's slightly distracted gaze swept across the letter paper and slowly contemplated.

"How so," she said.

"Lady, what's the matter?" Banqin couldn't help but ask.

Cheng Jianniang didn't answer, put away the letter, and looked ahead for a moment.

And so it was!

Sure enough, in this world, only for the strong is good.

"Pack up your things, let's go to Beijing." She said.

Performers?

Banqin was a little stunned when she heard this, and hurriedly looked back at Steward Cao, but she was also surprised to see Steward Cao.

That is to say, I heard you right.

"Now?" She asked.

"Now." Cheng Jianniang said, raised her feet and turned around and strode towards home.

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Today's update.

(Hehe, Fengma, (*^__^*) hehe...... (To be continued......)