Chapter 251: I was young
She thought for a moment, raised her face, and asked, "Master Hou, you were still young at that time. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info If you change to now, will you still care if he is dead or alive? ”
"Naturally not." Not understanding what she meant, he looked at her suspiciously.
I saw her smile slightly, and said very sincerely, "He threw out the flying knife, just to take the life of Master Hou." Could it be that Hou Ye didn't dodge, dodge, and do nothing, just because he killed Hou Ye, this is not Hou Ye's cruel and cold-blooded? Why should unreasonable people be sympathetic? Just because he is not as strong as Hou Ye? Just because he is weak, so he is doing the right thing? Hou Ye has the ability, but Hou Ye is wrong? ”
"I don't know when the way of the world has changed. Xiucai, who landed on the ground, said that he had never met talents, and blamed others for not knowing people, but he didn't see how much effort those scholars who had made achievements behind him had put in more effort than him; The poor hate the rich, saying that they are rich and unkind, but is it true that other people's property comes out of thin air, not earned by their own efforts? There are also some people who have not been able to be promoted in officialdom or in some fields, resentful of being framed by others, blaming the peak for refusing to promote, but not reflecting on whether they are incapacitated! Just like the officers and soldiers who were killed by their own flying knives, his own skills are not as good as others, and he started behind his back, this kind of virtue is really disagreeable, Hou Ye threw the flying knife back, he was powerless to dodge, is it to blame Hou Ye? Besides, the boy and the woman, who have no gratitude, indiscriminately wronged good people, this kind of person is the real hateful! In Wei Yan's opinion, Hou Ye did nothing wrong, Hou Ye told them to eat the consequences, which was very happy! ”
She finished in a huff, looked up, and slammed into his eyes as deep as the sea. Complex emotions flowed in his eyes, and the pair of pupils, which were slightly lighter than those of the Central Plains, faintly glowed with brilliance...... She couldn't read his expression at the moment, she only knew that under such a straightforward staring, her heart bumped into her heart for no reason, as if she missed a beat......
He retracted his gaze faintly and chuckled, "You have a lot of love with Ben Hou. Miss of an ordinary family, she should be making a fuss and accusing Ben Hou of being a murderer, and she refuses to let go of even the poor people who are defeated, right? …… It's a pity that Meng Ge didn't think like you at that time. He believes that the foreign blood in Benhou's body has finally revealed his evil and ferocious nature. Then someone came to the door to make trouble, and it turned out that the dead officer and soldier was the nephew of a certain court official, hanging in Jing Zhaoyin's mansion as an idle guard. As soon as this incident came out, even the court and the central government were alarmed, and some people wrote to impeach Meng Gelao, saying that he relied on his status as a foreign relative, relying on the power of the queen mother, to connive at the murder of foreign wild species in his family, and to ignore people's lives, bully others, be lawless, and be unkind to officials......"
A teenager's mistake was forcibly magnified several times and turned into a weapon used to attack the Meng family and prevent the Meng family from growing. Meng Ge Lao and them should have been extremely angry and anxious at that time, right? But at this time, who is paying attention to that little boy? Who thought how panicked he must have been, how guilty and remorseful he should have been. If a fourteen-year-old boy accidentally kills someone, can he sleep peacefully every night as if nothing had happened?
Wei Yan's eyes filled with a trace of distress, she reached out and gently put it close to his arm, staring at his face cautiously, "You...... How sad it must have been...... I don't believe that you can act like nothing happened, and I don't believe that you are as cold-blooded as they say. Isn't it ridiculous that they use a child as a raft to attack political opponents? ”
Helian felt that his arm seemed to be hot, and he froze, turning his head with difficulty, and looking into her watery eyes...... Is it still his delusion? Why do you think she seems to be in tears? He must have read it wrong!
He blinked, looked again, and saw her hang her head, gently put her forehead against his shoulder, and asked softly, "Helian County, your heart hurts, right?" I understand the kind of guilt I feel and I want to disappear into the world...... When my mother passed away, I always thought that it was because of the dress she embroidered for me that I was so tired that I died...... You must have been in the same state of mind as I was. It was many years later that I realized that it wasn't my fault. Just like you...... It's not your fault...... they bullied people first, you just did it out of self-defense, you didn't do anything wrong! It's not your fault that the courtiers attacked the Meng family, causing Meng Ge Lao to gradually move away from the inner circle of the court! Even without you, they will find all kinds of incriminating evidence to attack the Meng family. It's nothing to do with you......"
"Helian County, it's not your fault......" he muttered repeating the words. This sentence is eighteen years late! If someone was willing to say this to him back then, perhaps, his life would not have been so sour and painful, right? Perhaps, his temperament will not become so contradictory and extreme.
The pain that had been hidden in my heart for more than ten years was suddenly soothed by a pair of slender hands in this early winter maple forest. He didn't expect it. How can I meet such a clear and pure woman?
She didn't mean to welcome her. In fact, she never seemed to know how to be welcomed. She never wanted to please him and flatter him in order to get more out of him. Therefore, her words are more credible and precious than those who protect the short Ah San, and those villains who are good at drilling! It seemed that a stone had been thrown into the heart lake, rippling a little bit, and then rippling away......
Helian didn't know what this complicated emotion was, a little sweet, a little greasy, a little intoxicating, and a little sour and faint pain......
He suddenly became cautious at the little woman who rested his forehead on his shoulder, and stiffened his body motionless, for fear that the slightest movement would startle her......
He must be drunk, right? This wine has been left for too many years, too mellow, too intoxicating, so that even he, who has always had a thousand glasses, has become dizzy and stunned?
She hung her head, rubbed her eyes at an angle he couldn't see, looked up, sniffed and asked, "What happened later?" Did Elder Meng Ge drive you away because of this incident? ”
He was stunned for a long time before he slowly regained his train of thought, "Well, he finally found this opportunity to drive away this thorn in my side in the open, and he naturally won't let it go easily!" ”
His gaze, over more than ten years, returned to that afternoon.
It seems that he can still see the vague image of the courtyard in his memory, Meng Ge Lao returned from the court and talked with his eldest son Meng Guangchuan for a long time in the study. The strategists went in and out, each dejected. The fourteen-year-old boy knelt in the cold wind and stubbornly pushed away his second uncle, Meng Renchuan, who had come to pull him away. He wanted to apologize to his grandfather and eldest uncle for the trouble he had caused, and for the trouble he had caused to the Meng family. Even if he knelt like this for a long time, he couldn't make up for anything, but that was all he could do.
Finally, Meng Guangchuan, who came out of the study, noticed the young man, he stood in front of him, looked at him helplessly, and sighed: "Jun'er, if you were more calm, how good it would be!" You have a good temperament, it's time to sharpen it! (To be continued.) )