While the two were talking, the maid Cui'er ran over, and she didn't care about saluting, so she said breathlessly: "Young master, it's not good, the old lady is sick again." Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

When Zhu Zhanji heard this, he immediately understood that Xu Yanluo had to go to the Wei Mansion every day to take care of and accompany her mother, and she was rarely at home during the day. So he hurriedly accompanied Fengyun and Zhuo Bufan to the Wei Mansion to visit his illness.

Fengyun, Zhuo Bufan and Zhu Zhanji hurried to the Wei Mansion, and after Fengyun explored the pulse, they knew that the grandmother's deadline was approaching. The old man has experienced the ups and downs of her husband, daughter, and son for a long time, and her worries have become ill, and the lamp has run out. The only thing I can do is to spend more time with her and try to have as many days of family fun as possible.

So in the following days, Fengyun accompanied his grandmother every day and took care of him, and after nearly ten days, finally the old man still drove to the west.

Then came the tedious funeral rites. Fengyun's grandmother's funeral ceremony was much more solemn than that of her grandfather Xu Huizu, because her grandfather had been demoted to a commoner at that time, and now although his uncle is a guilty person, he is still the Duke of Wei after all, and his official rank is still there. According to the provisions of the "Canon", all officials of the first rank will sacrifice to the nine altars, and the parents will be sacrificed. Even so, Xu Yanluo and Fengyun have already seen through that their relatives have passed away, these are nothing more than a long face for their children and grandchildren, for outsiders to see, what is the significance to the deceased, it is just following the etiquette system.

But every time people attend a funeral, they will inevitably have some insights, especially when they see the people around them and their relatives leave, and they will inevitably think about the meaning of life.

Fengyun sat on the steps and asked Zhuo Bufan, who was accompanying him: "Grandpa, why haven't you been married?" ”

Zhuo Bufan looked up at the starry sky in the sky, and muttered for a long time before he said, "Do you know why your uncle and Uncle Zhang don't get married, and I tolerate your uncle asking for flowers and willows?" ”

"Why?" Fengyun has always felt very strange, but he has never been embarrassed to ask, for fear of touching the hearts of the three uncles. The second uncle Xu Bin is too serious, although Fengyun likes to joke with the fourth uncle Ren Piaopiao and the fifth uncle Zhang Meng, but Fengyun always has a sense of proportion, and will not make them messy and make them sad for no reason. Today, I was too worried and couldn't help but want to ask Grandpa Zhuo for advice.

"One may be because they have never met the right person, and they are not as lucky as your father and third uncle. The bad ones can't be looked down on, and the good ones are willing to marry a person who has no fixed place and wanders in the rivers and lakes;

Second, maybe they don't have faith in themselves and in their marriage. Your father and your third uncle have died. In fact, the swords and swords on the rivers and lakes are still wanted by the imperial court, and it is difficult to have a good death, they are not willing to drag others down, nor do they want to be dragged down by others.

When people don't know if they can see the sun tomorrow today, you Uncle Ren can understand. The rivers and lakes are a road of no return. Zhuo Bufan said gloomily, "So my three uncles and you are also very supportive of the changes you want to make, so that our descendants of the Dragon and Phoenix Gang can have some good lives and live a normal life, our generation has sacrificed, and I don't want to see the next generation sacrifice too." ”

Fengyun couldn't help but think of Sun Zhiya, and said secretly: Is her choice wrong? At least her parents certainly didn't want her to choose herself.

"Then grandpa, why don't you get married?" Fengyun saw that his grandfather had brought the topic to his uncle but bypassed him, so he couldn't help but ask.

Zhuo Bufan looked at the dark night in the distance, and was even more silent, and finally said: "Grandpa once had a woman he liked, but then she was accidentally discovered and caught by the imperial court, she was a soft bone, so she sold her eldest brother." Zhuo Bufan said bitterly.

"And then?" Fengyun asked.

"Later," Zhuo Bufan was even more painful, "Later, the eldest brother was ambushed and was seriously injured, and the early death of the eldest brother was mainly the cause of this injury." In a fit of rage, I killed her. Speaking of this, Zhuo Bufan's voice was a little hoarse.

Fengyun knows how painful and difficult it should be to kill a woman he likes with his own hands.

Zhuo Bufan calmed down for a while and said: "Fengyun, so if a woman is not suitable for you, you should know it early and make a decision early, it is not a bad thing, you don't have to force it." Maybe this is the fulfillment of you, the fulfillment of her, and the fulfillment of a beautiful memory between you. ”

Fengyun knew that Zhuo Bufan's self-revealing scars might also be hoping to comfort himself, and said, "Thank you, grandpa." Then, with a sigh, he said, "Grandpa, you don't have to kill her." I don't think my grandfather will blame you. ”

Zhuo Bufan nodded: "You haven't seen your grandfather, but you can know him so well." The eldest brother didn't blame me, he didn't even mention it, and he comforted me. But I can't forgive myself, and I can't allow my woman to be a traitor, she might as well betray me, and if so, I don't hate her at all. ”

Fengyun looked at Zhuo Bufan, who was still a little ashamed, stroked his back with his hand, and said, "Grandpa, I want to write a letter to Uncle Xu to change the rules and regulations of our Dragon and Phoenix Gang." Actually, have you thought about it, she is a soft bone is good, but it is also our system itself that is more problematic.

How can we expect a woman or even a man to endure punishment day and night? We just hated them for being traitors, but we didn't think about their suffering.

It's better to stay up alone for a day or two, but what if this inhuman torture has no end and no end in sight? If we still ask them to survive, are we too selfish, too cruel, too demanding?

We must improve our system and set a time limit within which we will see a traitor as a hero and help take care of his family. If we have not moved after this time limit, then there is a problem with our system of supervision and communication.

Alas, in fact, many things in the world seem to be human problems, but in the final analysis, they are still problems of the system. ”

"Okay, Fengyun, great." Zhuo Bufan said with some excitement and some sadness: "If this is the case, maybe she will not die." ”

This year's Spring Festival Fengyun family is spent in the grief of the loss of their loved ones, and when the funeral is over, the cooking is stopped, and it is out of the New Year.

Xu Yanluo decided to leave Jingshi and become a monk. In fact, one is monasticism; the second is to serve the mourning prayer for the mother, and surpass the soul; Third, I don't want to be a burden to Fengyun, I am afraid that Fengyun will be tied up in Beijing because of his concern for his own safety, but it will bring danger to his son, and he will usually trouble Zhuo Bufan to protect himself. As a grandson, Fengyun has no need to accompany his mother to mourn.

So Fengyun decided to go to Qiongyulou to inform Uncle Xu. As soon as I went out, I also saw that there was also a signal on the brick wall on the left side of the house gate that Uncle Xu had sent someone to stay, which was to inform Fengyun to go to Qiongyulou to receive the news.

And when he was about to arrive at Qiongyu Tower, he met Zhu Zhanji head-on. Zhu Zhanji hurriedly let the sedan chair man get off the sedan chair and shouted Fengyun into the sedan chair. After Fengyun sat down, Zhu Zhanji said happily: "Fengyun, I have already fought with Sun Zhiya and their Najib and Nazheng." In a month or two, my palace will be built, and when I get married, I will be able to live in my own palace, and then you will be able to come to me every day. ”

After Zhu Zhanji left, Fengyun was so depressed that he was almost out of breath.

When he came to Qiongyulou, he didn't go to Ning Qiongqiong first, because he felt that he couldn't control his emotions now, he didn't want to say anything, he didn't want to see anyone, and he didn't want to do anything. Instead, he sat in the corner with a gloomy face and kept drinking, and all that was shaking in front of him was Sun Zhiya's shadow.

Ling Fengyun hated himself for being unproductive, why couldn't he forget a woman? What did he love about her?

Can't he forget the passion of the two of them? It didn't seem to be, for so many days, he just thought about her, but rarely thought about their upheaval and rain; Does he love her pretty? It doesn't seem to be, she's not the prettiest woman; Does he love her amorous? Or is it because the more she rejects him, the more he loves her? Or is it because she was his first woman? It doesn't seem to be.

Fengyun has asked many times in his heart, but if he doesn't come out, Fengyun knows that he loves her, but he can't forget her. Maybe this is love, this is fate, there is no reason at all.

When Ling Fengyun was drunk but not drunk, Ning Qiongqiong's maid came to him. Seeing that he was drunk and hazy, he took him by the hand and led him to Ning Qiongqiong's room.

Seeing this, Ning Qiongqiong hurriedly asked the maid to bring a bowl of decanting soup.

When the maid went out, Ning Qiongqiong looked at the young man distressedly, infinitely loving. What a kind-hearted and sunny boy this is, he doesn't care about danger for her, and he gets rid of the enemy he dreamed of getting rid of for himself in a snap of his fingers. He was his benefactor, he seemed so strong and smart, but he was still a teenager after all, and he took on too many things that he couldn't afford at his age. He is too kind and affectionate, so he can't jump out of the net he put on himself.

Ning Qiongqiong took the sobering soup and let Fengyun's head rest in her arm, to feed Fengyun, like a gentle big sister.

Fengyun opened his worried eyes, saw that it was Ning Qiongqiong, and felt the tenderness of Ning Qiongqiong's sister's care, and suddenly Fengyun couldn't control it anymore and hugged Ning Qiongqiong and cried. While crying, he shouted: "Sister, I hurt, I hurt, sister." This stubborn child finally couldn't hide his loneliness, helplessness and vulnerability in his heart.

Ning Qiongqiong put the bowl aside and stood there, holding Fengyun's head, her face full of tears.

She stood quietly, gently stroking Fengyun's head and patting Fengyun's back, and the most tender side of motherhood was stimulated. She couldn't bear to see him like this, she couldn't bear to see him in pain, it seemed to be more uncomfortable than her own pain, and it was heart-wrenching. She had to do something for him, as long as it alleviated his pain, and what did she, a woman who had long been desperate for life, care.

Under the coaxing of Ning Qiongqiong, the wind and clouds gradually subsided, and she fell asleep drunk, as if she had returned to her childhood.

When Fengyun sat on the official hat chair and woke up like a dream, he vaguely felt that he was like Sun Zhiya Yunyu, but it was much more comfortable than Yunyu. Warm, moist, warm in the heart. He seemed to have been shuttling through the long and dark corridors, depressed, lonely and confused, when suddenly there was a glimmer of light, and he happily chased after it, running happily and anxiously to catch it.

Fengyun couldn't help but open his eyes. At first sight, I couldn't help but buzz my head, and it was blank. At some point, her pants had faded under her knees, and Ning Qiongqiong was kneeling in front of her knees, burying her head between her knees.

"Sister." Fengyun screamed, not knowing what to do.

Ning Qiongqiong heard the shout, brushed her scattered hair, raised her eyes, and smiled at him charmingly like a peach blossom, her peach cheeks bulged, her mouth opened lightly, and she buried her head shyly. Fengyun was so cool that his soul was crisp, his whole body was shocked, his limbs were tense, as if he had been killed, he shouted "sister", and he couldn't care about talking anymore. And Ning Qiongqiong waited for him to get up on all fours and return to the world.

"Sister." Fengyun's lust was completely aroused, and he looked at this delicate woman like a peony with emotion, which suddenly ignited his lust that had been suppressed for many days.

He also wanted to love her well, and he wanted to give her the same happiness in return, so he picked up the woman and wanted to kiss her. But she didn't want to be gently blocked by Ning Qiongqiong with her hand, refused, and then ran to the front of the coffee table to pick up the fragrant tea, rinse her mouth, and spit it into the saliva.

After a while, she came back, looked at her with shyly and smiling eyes, and asked softly, "Are you better?" ”

Fengyun nodded his head: "Hmm." Then he stretched out his arm to hug her, so that he could continue to linger, but he was let go again.

Ning Qiongqiong said softly: "Don't suffer yourself anymore in the future, take care of your body." How about my sister play you another song? ”

Fengyun repeatedly showed love and was rejected, only saying that the other party was unwilling. The relationship between the two has changed too suddenly, and she has always been like a sister, and it is not good to salivate at this time. So he said, "Okay." "Silly packed up and listened to the piano.

Ning Qiongqiong looked at his reluctant appearance, feeling like a child, and really wanted to love him with satisfaction again.

At the end of the song, the lust slowly receded.

At this time, Ning Qiongqiong said: "Uncle Xu happened to send someone here today, and I have news for you, but I didn't expect you to drink there." ”

"I also happen to have something to inform Uncle Xu. ”

After the two exchanged secret letters, they had already woken up in the middle of the night, and Fengyun had no choice but to leave.

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