Fu Qibin smiled and said: "I haven't gotten the news yet, but thanks to Yuanniang's blessing, if I can stay in Luoyang in the future, the clans will always be on watch, and my wife and children will be by my side, it will be better." Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 As if he felt a little guilty, he turned his head to look at Zhong Shi on the side, thought about it and asked:

"It's just that I'm also worried about ......"

Fu Qibin didn't say the rest of the words, but Fu Minghua was so smart that he naturally understood what he didn't say.

"A few days ago, I heard that there was a big incident in Luoyang, Concubine Rong was killed by a traitor, and even Rong Shilang's daughter was murdered because of this." Fu Qibin's face showed a little sorrow, and he said seriously: "Yuan Niang, you should also know that your grandfather didn't dare to have such a vicious heart. "I don't have that much guts.

"Now your grandfather is so anxious that he can't sleep all night over this." When Fu Qibin said this, his expression was much more sincere: "He is not young, and I am also very worried." ”

He is now in the prime of his youth and strength, and he returned to Luoyang to show his strength.

If Marquis Fu really hurts his heart in a hurry, once he dies in the future, he will have to worry.

After Ding worried, he had to wait for the ministry to reactivate.

If the Changle Marquis Mansion is at the peak of the spring breeze, it is okay, if the Marquis Fu did not send the grapefruit, Fu Minghua is married to the third prince, and he naturally does not have to worry about the future of Ding Wei.

But it is precisely because of these coincidences that if Emperor Jia'an's attitude is unclear, once something happens to Marquis Fu, it is conceivable that after the expiration of the three-year filial piety period, even if he can find an official position, it will be worse than the six-pin Jiangnan Tong sentence that his term of office will expire.

So he was really worried that Fu Houye had an accident, and he also wanted to get some news from Fu Minghua.

"How things have been handled so far, I don't know what rumors Yuan Niang has heard."

Fu Qibin's upper body leaned forward a little, and he looked at Fu Minghua with burning eyes, waiting for him to answer in a hurry.

"I've consulted with my grandfather."

As soon as Fu Minghua was stared at by him, he reached out and touched his ear.

When she lifted her hand, the cuffs slipped down a little, revealing a gold bracelet encrusted with rubies inside.

Both Yang and Zhong couldn't help but glance at each other, and she quickly put her hand down and rested it in front of her abdomen.

Fu Qibin said: "I also heard my father mention this matter, but Yuan Niang," he said earnestly, and said with a straight face: "This Changle Hou Mansion was shot down by your great-grandfather with a knife and a gun." I know that you young juniors don't like to hear about the glory of your ancestors, but I want to say that when your great-grandfather was with Taizu, it was not easy, his body was full of scars, and he almost lost his life several times. ”

His expression was serious, and Fu Minghua listened to him with a smile.

"Your ancestors laid such a country, how can you let your grandfather give it up easily?" When Fu Qibin said this, he seemed to be a little emotional, and even Fu Qixian on the side lowered his head.

"If you lose the inheritance laid down by your ancestors, your grandfather has always sighed for the past two days, for fear that after returning to heaven in the next hundred years, when he goes to the underworld and sees your great-grandfather, he doesn't know how to speak." Fu Qibin clenched his fists, and his eyes were slightly red: "Even our descendants are not good, we can't keep the foundation of our ancestors, and we can't lose the things passed down from our ancestors." ”

Fu Minghua looked at him calmly, with an intriguing smile on the corner of his mouth.

"So, see if you can think of something else?"

Fu Qibin sighed and asked.

"Third uncle, it's too late."

Fu Minghua shook his head, if Marquis Fu had made a decision that day, the Marquis of Changle Mansion might still be able to maintain some glory.

But now it's too late.

"I knew that this Changle Marquis Mansion was a blessing left by my great-grandfather to my children and grandchildren, and when my grandfather acted, I should have thought twice." She saw that Fu Qibin moved her lips, as if she wanted to speak, so she smiled and raised her voice a little, covering his voice: "What's more, the Changle Marquis Mansion is now the place where the mansion was established, and it is still the former residence of the old king of the previous dynasty." ”

Her eyes were cold, and at this moment, Fu Qibin only felt that her eyes were so sharp that people didn't dare to look at them directly.

He was stunned for a long time before he realized that Fu Minghua was actually responding to what he had just said about 'keeping the ancestral foundation'.

Nothing lasts forever, and nothing can be kept forever.

Even this great country, since the Shang Dynasty, has changed hands several times.

At the beginning, I dreamed of the Qin Dynasty, which would last forever for thousands of years and generations, but it died in two generations.

If the descendants of the Marquis of Changle Mansion are competitive, they may be able to carry forward the Fu family and inherit a family like the Xie family in the future.

But now the Xie family is in danger, in comparison, the Xie family is a human nature, and the mental IQ of Mrs. Zhao Guotai is not comparable to that of Marquis Fu.

What does Fu Qibin still say to her now'ancestral foundation'? If it can't be saved, it's just a flash in the pan.

She stretched out her hand and touched the blue and white eight-treasure vase placed on the low table next to her, on which a few cold plums were inserted to dye the room full of fragrant fragrance.

A few yellow plum blossoms fell from the branches, Fu Minghua reached out to catch them, picked them up with his fingertips and put them on the tip of his nose and sniffed them gently, and when he turned his head to look at Fu Qibin, his face was already pale.

"If my grandfather had made a decision, the Fu family would still have a future, I said earlier, misfortune and fortune are relied upon, and blessing and misfortune lurk."

To this day, if Hou Ye Fu doesn't listen, who should be blamed?

However, Fu Minghua also felt a little puzzled in his heart, logically speaking, Emperor Jia'an's mind was as deep as the sea, but it was impossible to do such a faint impulse to make the Changle Marquis Mansion mess up.

Since the emperor didn't want the Fu family's life, it was clear that this matter would be an unclear ending.

The result of the statement should have been promulgated a long time ago, why is it that today, the matter has dragged on for two days, and the people in the Changle Marquis Mansion are a little panicked, and Emperor Jia'an is still ambiguous, and it is really too unbelievable.

She thought about things in her heart, but said softly in her mouth: "Whether this matter has anything to do with my grandfather or not, if he takes the initiative to resign, the emperor will definitely keep it, no matter how bad it is, the third uncle, you have just come back from Jiangnan, and you are waiting for the dispatch of the officials." She smiled, looking at Fu Qibin's somewhat pale face for a moment, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, she slowly spoke: "The emperor will definitely make an exception for you and reuse it." In order to balance this matter, it will lead to a happy ending for everyone.

"I threw the branches and buds with flowers to my grandfather," Fu Minghua looked at Fu Qibin gently, spread out her hands, and put a few cold plum blossoms in her palm: "Grandfather only caught the branches and buds, and did not bring flowers." (To be continued.) )