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Mrs. Fang walked among the ladies with a standard smile on her face, and she could say a few words to each lady.

Lord Fang has not many children, and so far he only has two sons and one daughter, which are respectively produced by the two aunts in the house and Mrs. Fang.

Mrs. Fang dotes on her son, and almost all of Lord Fang's colleagues and wives know about it.

And because there is some age gap between Lord Fang's concubine and his sister-in-law, and the relationship between Aunt Mei and Mrs. Fang, the concubine's biological mother, and Mrs. Fang, the wives are privately speculating that in the future, when Lord Fang is old and the two sons are older, it is estimated that there will be a drama to watch.

But so what? Anyway, it's a joke from others.

Mrs. Fang was dressed up very festively today, sitting in the main hall with a shelf, and from time to time asked the maids around her who were here and what gifts they had given.

The second son of the Fang family rushed in from outside and threw himself into her arms like a cannonball.

Mrs. Fang took a "heart" and let the second son be coquettish to her.

"Grandma, I want to go out!" The second son pouted: "There are many people in the house, and it gives me a headache." ”

"Good grandson, don't run around, grandma has a birthday today, and many people come to the house to give gifts to grandma." Old Mrs. Fang smiled and coaxed him: "Don't run around, if you are obedient, grandma will give you all those gifts, okay?" ”

The second prince immediately smiled, agreed to it, and reached out to grab the snack that was resting on the high table next to Mrs. Fang and stuffed it into his mouth.

The maid at the door shouted, "Old lady, Aunt Mei is here." ”

Su Qianmei was wearing a water-red embroidered skirt today, with a silver-white brocade shirt on her head, her hair was meticulously curled, and the hairpin rings jingled.

Coming in after her was a sickly young man, who looked very good, but looked deeply depressed.

It was her biological son, Fang Shuozhang's eldest son.

Even if Mrs. Fang has a lot of complaints about her son, whether it is a wife or a concubine, but in the end, she only has so many grandchildren, so she naturally likes them.

Seeing the eldest grandson, Mrs. Fang hurriedly beckoned him to her side, asked him what time he slept yesterday, and brought him snacks to eat.

The second son snorted angrily, pushed away Mrs. Fang, and ran away by himself.

The eldest grandson and the youngest grandson have always been at odds, and Mrs. Fang can't help it. For her, the palms and backs of her hands are full of meat, and she will not blame her grandson, she will only scold Mrs. Fang and Su Qianmei, saying that they are troublemakers.

The most scolded is Mrs. Fang, after all, she is the main room, since she passed the door, the Fang family has only one more second son, Master Fang has only three children so far, Mrs. Fang has been scolding her for this reason, saying that she blocked the way for her grandson to be reincarnated.

Over the years, Fang Shuozhang has successively adopted some maids, and even carried two concubines, but either the pregnancy is unstable, and this situation has occurred four or five times, or there is a problem when he is born, and there are few such cases, only once.

But in any case, so far, he has not been able to have another son and a half daughter.

Two years ago, a wandering monk came to his door, sighing and saying that his family was overly yin, and he had the appearance of premature aging and early death, which provoked the old lady Fang to quickly call Amitabha Buddha, and asked the monk to help resolve it.

The monk said that since the yin qi is too strong, then it is natural to dissolve the yin qi.

Old Madam Fang was so busy that Fang Shuozhang drove out a lot of women in the house.

Those maids who had never given birth to a room, even concubines, Mrs. Fang also let Fang Shuozhang send them out.

Until now, in the name of Fang Shuozhang's woman, in addition to Mrs. Fang, Su Qianmei and Zhu Shi, there are only two young concubines living in the mansion.

There used to be an aunt in the Fang Mansion who was in charge of the inner courtyard, Chen Dongmei, who handed over the power when Mrs. Fang passed the door, and took care of Zhu Shi, who was still pregnant at that time.

Zhu Shi trembled and begged for a living under Mrs. Fang and Su Qianmei, and later probably saw that his master only had two sons and a daughter, and the daughter she gave birth to was the only one, so it was even more precious, Zhu Shi gradually became bolder, and even later did not rely on Chen Dongmei at all.

When Mrs. Fang was cleaning the inner courtyard of the Fang family, Chen Dongmei, an old man, was also sent to Zhuangzi by Fang Shuozhang to be raised.

Before leaving, Zhu Shi said pretentiously that she would let the people in the village take more care of her.

Chen Dongmei just smiled lightly at that moment.

She is no longer young, and she has never given birth to children, and when she arrives in the village, the master doesn't care, those village heads are afraid that they will embarrass her, where will they take care of her more?

Chen Dongmei just felt cold, and once again regretted not being at the beginning.

The people of the Fang family are too cold, and she has already noticed Zhu Shi's ingratitude, but she has been thinking about it, if she wants to live in the Fang family for such a lifetime, it doesn't matter if she lives like that.

But she never expected that what a wandering monk said would make her future uncertain.

Chen Dongmei swallowed the gold within two days after leaving, and the funeral news reached the Fang Mansion, Mrs. Fang sighed, but Mrs. Fang scolded her, saying that she was unlucky.

A concubine who died in the village did not make any splash in the Fang Mansion, everyone should eat, drink, and live the same.

The only thing she was a little scared of was Zhu Shi, but after two days, she felt that nothing strange had happened, so she comforted herself and said that she had never harmed Chen Dongmei, even if Chen Dongmei died and became a ghost and wanted to come back to harm people, she couldn't find her.

Most of the people in the Fang family were at ease, but after the news of Chen Dongmei's death came back, Mrs. Fang was keenly aware that her master was better than silence every day.

Such days have lasted for more than half a year, and even today, when the old lady is on her birthday, there are not many smiles on the old man's face.

The time of the day passed in a hurry.

After Fang Shuozhang bathed, he slept in the study again.

He hadn't gone back to sleep in the main room for a long time, and even if he came back to sleep, it was all in order, and he didn't have the slightest interest. Su Qianmei and Zhu Shi are the same, even if they sleep there, they never ask for water to clean up at night. There are still two young concubines left in the backyard, and the situation is not as good as their old pearls.

It's been more than half a year.

Mrs. Fang sighed in her heart, put on her clothes and took the candlestick to the outside of the study.

Fang Shuozhang heard the announcement, sat up and put on his clothes, and let Mrs. Fang come in.

"Sir." Mrs. Fang also bathed and washed the makeup on her face, and her appearance was much softer than the delicate makeup she wore during the day. She looked at Fang Shuozhang and stopped talking.

Fang Shuozhang didn't speak, just waited for her to speak first.

Mrs. Fang sank her breath, put herself in the position of the wife of the main house, and said with concern: "The master hasn't gone back to the backyard to rest for a long time, and the sisters in the house are all thinking about the master." ”

Fang Shuozhang nodded lightly and said, "I'm busy with official business, so I don't have that kind of thought." Does my wife have anything else to do? ”

Now that she moved out of her official duties, Mrs. Fang naturally couldn't continue the topic, so she could only get up and say: "Then the old man should rest early, after a while, if you are free, you should go to the backyard more, the sisters are very lonely." ”

Fang Shuozhang nodded, Mrs. Fang lowered her head and turned around to leave, just took two steps, but heard the old man behind him speak: "Mrs. stay." ”

Mrs. Fang paused and hurriedly turned around: "Master? ”

Fang Shuozhang rubbed his brows and motioned for her to sit.

The husband and wife were sitting on the edge of the bed, but they were separated by a little distance. Fang Shuozhang looked at the open space between the two of them, and asked her softly, "Why did Mrs. fall in love with me in the first place?" ”

Mrs. Fang was stunned for a moment, and her face was slightly nostalgic: "Master...... has a beautiful appearance, and the concubine is also a person who loves beauty. ”

Fang Shuozhang smiled: "In the past, I only said that when my wife was not married, she was harassed by her grandmother at home, and her life was difficult. Later, I found out that my wife was not such a person who was slaughtered. ”

A hint of surprise crossed Mrs. Fang's face.

"At the beginning, my wife once showed favor to the current lord who was still the king of Rui at that time."

"Sir!"

Mrs. Fang hurriedly got up, knelt in front of Fang Shuozhang, and swore to the sky: "That's the meaning of the concubine's mother, not the concubine's will!" ”

"Oh." Fang Shuozhang nodded: "Mother-in-law...... Indeed they are the ones who can do such things. ”

Mrs. Fang breathed a sigh of relief, but listened to him again: "But it's a pity in the end." If King Rui really took a fancy to you at the beginning, now you are also the one who can seal the concubine. ”

Mrs. Fang's throat choked: "The master said that he laughed, the concubine married to the master, she is a wife, where can she compare to being a concubine." ”

"Yes...... Fang Shuozhang sighed: "It's difficult to be a concubine, right?" ”

"Sir?"

"Before Dongmei left the house, say goodbye to me." Fang Shuozhang lowered his head, his hands caressed each other back and forth, as if he was out of his mind: "Dongmei said that she pitied me." ”

She ......," Mrs. Fang had an ominous premonition in her heart.

She said that if a woman is wholeheartedly attached to one person, she will not be willing to see her beloved, hug the woman next to her, and be in love with the woman next to her. Women are not jealous, not because they are well-cultivated, but because they do not love. If you really love someone, it is impossible not to be jealous, just like Princess Rongjun, who has monopolized King Rongjun for more than ten years, and has never let other women get close to King Rongjun, this is because she loves King Rongjun. And King Rongjun has always been the only wife of her, and it is also because he loves her alone and is devoted to her alone. ”

Fang Shuozhang paused, looked up at Mrs. Fang, and asked her, "Yidan, do you know what she pities me?" ”

Mrs. Fang's mind was blank for a moment, and she forced a smile and said, "Dong Meihun said, if it is really as she said, isn't it true that most couples in this world have no love for each other?" How common it is for men to have three wives and four concubines. ”

"Yes......" Fang Shuozhang nodded: "I also replied to her like this, but she said ......"

Fang Shuozhang sighed: "She said, it's just that the three subordinates and four virtues restrain women, and they don't allow them to have the idea of letting men be alone, there are really those who love deeply and have backbone, and would rather leave the man they love than be willing to serve a husband with her." Men have dignity, but why don't women? ”

Fang Shuozhang said faintly: "Dongmei said that she pitied me, and when I had such strong feelings, she didn't cherish it, and personally killed the happiness that few men in this world can get, and pushed the woman who loved me wholeheartedly into the arms of other men." ”

Fang Shuozhang stared at Mrs. Fang's eyes and asked her, "You say, what Dongmei said is right or wrong?" ”

The lights were dim, the candlesticks were flickering, Mrs. Fang wanted to say that what Dongmei said was wrong, but when she looked directly into Fang Shuozhang's eyes, the word "wrong" that should have been blurted out was like a thousand pounds, and she couldn't spit it out at all.

Fang Shuozhang didn't wait for her answer, and asked her again: "Yidan, do you love me?" ”

Mrs. Fang couldn't answer.

The next day, Mrs. Fang fell ill, which provoked Mrs. Fang to scold her again.

Old Mrs. Fang's temper has become more and more irritable in recent years.

Knowing that Mrs. Fang was sick, Su Qianmei was very happy, dressed up carefully, and waited until the evening to bring the boiled chicken soup to see Fang Shuozhang.

Fang Shuozhang drank the soup and said a few words calmly with her, but suddenly asked, "Mei'er, do you love me?" ”

Su Qian was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Of course, master." ”

She was about to fall into Fang Shuozhang's arms, but Fang Shuozhang avoided it and said lightly: "Tired, you go back." ”

Su Qianmei felt inexplicable, looked at him carefully for a while, and finally found that the man who was her childhood sweetheart was unrecognizable compared to before.

Rao is no matter how smart and clever she is, she can't see through him anymore.

Fang Shuozhang went to Zhu Shi's courtyard that day and asked her this question as well.

Zhu Shi replied to him, "Why did the master remember to ask this?" Concubines naturally love the master, if there is no master, how can a concubine be a concubine? The lord is all about the concubine. ”

Fang Shuozhang didn't say anything, and after getting an answer, he returned to the study.

Later, Fang Shuozhang gradually began to believe in Buddhism and began to listen to the Zen master set up an altar to preach. He likes to distinguish Buddhism with others, discuss Zen machines, and go to the temple gate several times to visit famous monks.

Old Mrs. Fang thought that he was going to escape into the empty door, and she was so anxious that she couldn't do it, how much she was grateful to the monk You Fang for giving her a branch to remove the yin qi in the house, and now how much she hates the monks and Taoists, and scolds them for turning their sons down the crooked path.

Mrs. Fang tossed for half a month, Fang Shuozhang finally stopped, and began to resume pampering the women in the backyard.

The young concubine was pregnant again, and when he learned about it, he sent her away, and eight months later she brought back the child.

Mrs. Fang's face was not very good, but she could only shake her head and sigh - Chen Dongmei was silent, after all, she used her method to take revenge on everyone.

Su Qianmei's face was pale, as if she had a grudge against someone to kill her father.

But Fang Shuozhang no longer cares about the thoughts of the woman in the backyard.

Because he finally understood why Dongmei said that she pitied him.

The women in this house said that they loved him, loved his status and status, and loved his power and wealth.

Yidan may have loved him once, but this love is mixed with selfishness, and since she married into the door, pure love is gone. That's why she couldn't answer, that's why she fell ill afterwards.

Mei'er no longer loves him, and the woman he once pitied so much for finding the capital is no longer the brave girl she was at the beginning.

He thought that at least these two women should love him.

Not really.

When he called them by name and asked what was in their hearts, they did not call him Shuozhang, but only "Master".

He heard that the husband and wife of King Rongjun called each other very homely. They call each other by their first names, affectionately and intimately.

When he was newly married to Yan'er, his original little wife also asked him tremblingly.

"Can I call your name?"

When he was affectionate, he readily agreed: "Yes." ”

"Shuozhang."

"Shuozhang ......"

"Sir."

"Old man......"

"Sir."

"Sir."

……

In the end, only the "master" remained.

Remorse?

In the middle of the night, Fang Shuozhang chuckled.

He still has a handsome face, and his laughing voice is mellow and good, but how many people can know the taste of Xiao Suo?

Remorse?

Remorse?

Remorse?

Repentance...... (To be continued.) )