But it turned out that Ji Gang today put down the grievances suffered by Yasi and Ji Songxian, and remembered that the tragic death of the Feng family was originally Cheng Ping'an's wife, and now the Feng family is having trouble with the Cheng family, so he wants to go to the Feng family to take a look, and if possible, join hands with the Feng family to teach Cheng Ping'an some lessons.

When he didn't want him to pass, there were many people in front of Feng's house, Ji Gang was full of curiosity and squeezed over to take a look, and saw Cheng Ping'an kneeling at the door of Feng's house with his shirt shirtless.

Cheng Ping'an was already good-looking, and his complexion was very white, and his upper body was strangled with a few blood marks by thorns, which was shocking to see, and it also caused people to feel sorry for him.

There were several people who should be Cheng Ping'an's friends on the side to persuade each other, Cheng Ping'an just ignored it stubbornly, but said: "It's that I can't live in the Feng family, I should treat her well when my mother marries me, who knows, who knows that I didn't see her, and she didn't know who encouraged her to go out, so that I couldn't find it, and when I was looking for it, she ...... Woo, it's all my fault, if I send more people to watch her, I can't say that she won't be like this, you don't know how painful it hurts to see her lying on the ground covered in blood, her belly and abdomen are broken, and her intestines are flowing out, I can't call her just like this, just like that, and don't let others clean her up, I can only pick her up and find a needle and thread for her to sew up, I can't let her die and can't be a whole corpse......"

Speaking of this, Cheng Ping'an fell to the ground and cried: "If I knew who harmed my mother, I would never finish with him in this life and this life." ”

Ji Gang saw that his brows were already furrowed at this point, and he was disgusted with Cheng Ping'an in his heart, only to feel that this son was hypocritical and treacherous, and poured sewage on his dead wife for the sake of fame.

Didn't he mean that the world would think about the Feng family's lady in terms of not abiding by women's morals, and wouldn't it make people mistakenly think that Feng Niangzi was fornicating with others.

That Feng Niangzi Ji Gang has also heard a few words, it is said that she is a very gentle and virtuous person, but she doesn't want to marry a non-human, and she will have a reputation after a tragic death.

After a while, the door of Feng's house opened, and a person who looked like a steward came out with a few boys, everyone took a wooden bucket in their hands, and a whole bucket of water was splashed on Cheng Ping'an.

Cheng Ping'an poured a chicken in soup, but he was not annoyed at all, and said vigorously: "It's all my fault, I deserve it, I will be beaten and scolded." ”

He shook his body twice, knelt down again, and chanted loudly: "Who reads the west wind and is cold alone, Xiao Xiao Huangye closes the window, ponders the past and stands in the sun, is surprised by the wine and sleeps heavily, and the gambling books are so fragrant that it is ordinary." ”

As soon as Cheng Ping'an finished chanting the poem, someone next to him praised: "Good poem, good poem, if it weren't for Feng Niangzi's deep affection, how could he write such poems." ”

As soon as he heard the praise of others, Cheng Ping'an became even more energetic, and cried loudly at the gate of the Feng family: "I have known my mother since childhood, and after getting married, my relationship is very strong, how can I hurt her, my mother is gone, I am more hurt than anyone else, I ...... in my heart."

He beat his heart and liver in one line of words, and dressed up the image of an infatuated lover who lost his wife: "Once the sea was difficult to water, except for Wushan, it is not a cloud." ”

"It's a good one who once couldn't turn the sea into water, except that Wushan is not a cloud, it's really a word of love."

There were also scholars next to him who sighed, and at the same time, passers-by also began to discuss, saying that the Feng family was afraid that they had misunderstood Cheng Ping'an, and it was impossible for Cheng Ping'an to kill his wife.

There are even those who can't see it to persuade Cheng Ping'an to go back, don't suffer here, Cheng Ping'an just doesn't follow, kneeling there and looking at the gate of the Feng family with tears.

Ji Gang was very depressed when he saw this, and it was not good to go to Feng's house at this time, so he came back with anger.

After he finished speaking, Wu Shi scolded on the back foot: "What a villain, boss, you should have taken off your shoes and gave him a few soles to shame his face...... Ahem, he's talking nonsense. ”

Ji Songxian seemed to bow his head and be silent, but his heart was like pouring a pot of boiling water.

She didn't expect Cheng Ping'an to be so shameless, and would be so ruthless and unrighteous to pour dirty water on her, she was already dead, and she didn't let her go so miserably, she didn't keep her way, she was stealing people, in order to make people believe, she also took out such affectionate poems and read them, Cheng Ping'an recited such poems, which was simply insulting those few poems, and let Ji Songxian know what Sven scum is.

For a while, Ji Songxian was very puzzled, Cheng Ping'an was talented, Ji Songxian knew, she also fell in love with Cheng Ping'an's talent, after marrying Cheng Ping'an, Ji Songxian has always admired Cheng Ping'an, whenever she reads the poems written by Cheng Ping'an, she is very happy, but now she only feels disgusted when she reads those poems.

Such beautiful poetry should not have been written by someone like Ping'an.

Just like the poem that once turned the sea into water, except that Wushan is not a cloud, the affection during this period is that Ji Songxian is moved, but so many women in Cheng Ping'an's backyard are still collecting beauties in the backyard of Cheng Ping'an, how can he experience the emotion of only being for one person, and how can he write such poems without such emotional experience?

For the first time, Ji Songxian began to suspect that Cheng Ping'an was safe.

Ji Songxian thought a lot for a while, but he heard Ji Yi sigh in his ears: "It's really unfair for God to have such a talent and learn like this." ”

Ji Songxian was a little depressed, and said angrily: "Daddy, I can't say that he copied it." ”

"How can a man who can write such a poem be willing to be a gunman?" Ji Yi shook his head: "Who can he copy?" ”

Yes, Ji Songxian thought, who can Cheng Ping'an copy?

It's just that she is not willing to be peaceful, and she is talented.

After talking for a while, the rest of the Ji family came, the family sat down to eat, Ji Songxian's sisters-in-law praised the furnishings in Wu's house, Wu proudly said that this was arranged by Ji Songxian, and her sister-in-law asked Ji Songxian to have time to give them a detailed reference, and Ji Songxian naturally agreed.

After dinner, Ji Yi began to test his son's and daughter's homework, starting from the eldest Ji Gang, asking questions one by one, and when he asked the eighth Ji Jin, Ji Yi shook his head and praised: "The eighth has a solid foundation, and the article is also well written, so let's try it when I go back to my hometown." ”

Ji Zhen immediately became overjoyed, got up and thanked Ji Yi again, and then stroked his head and smiled.

Ji Yi looked at Ji Songxian again, and asked, "Have you ever written down the article of Mencius's confession that you asked you to recite?" ”

Ji Songxian was stunned at first, and never thought that Ji Yi would treat his children equally, and actually teach the original body the Four Books and Five Classics, fortunately, she is also a person who loves to read, and she was born in the Hou Mansion and there is no shortage of books to see, these books have also been read, so he got up and said: "Go back to Daddy, memorize it." ”

Ji Songxian opened his mouth and recited: "The sue said: "Sex, it is like a willow." Righteousness, the cup ......"

After waiting for Ji Songxian to finish reciting, Ji Yi nodded and smiled: "Yes, it's not enough to memorize it, you still have to know what you're talking about." ”

After speaking, he slowly explained to Ji Songxian, Ji Yi is also a very talented person in the world, he personally lectured Ji Songxian naturally had to listen carefully, so he stood and listened carefully.

The more I listened, the more Ji Songxian admired Ji Yi, this person lives a simple and unruly and pragmatic life, on the surface, he doesn't look like a literary person, but in fact he is talented, listening to his lectures is interesting and very clear, and the comments are novel and fascinating, and he is really a rare character.

At the same time, Ji Songxian felt more and more that although Cheng Ping'an looked at the merry people, he was extremely vain, and seemed to have written so many poems, but he couldn't stand the scrutiny, and compared with Ji Yi, it was simply useless.

After Ji Yi finished speaking, it was late at night, Ji Songxian followed his brother to say goodbye and left, and when he left the courtyard, her eighth brother stood in the moonlight and smiled at her.

Ji Songxian liked the eighth brother's kind temperament very much, and also smiled: "Is there something wrong with the eighth brother?" ”

"Nothing." Ji Zhen smiled and waved his hand: "It's late at night, I'll send you back to the house." ”

After speaking, Ji Jintong didn't care whether Ji Songxian agreed or not, Ji Songxian had to follow, as soon as he walked, he talked to Ji Jin, and when he entered the courtyard, Ji Songxian turned back to Ji Zhen and said, "It's late at night, the eighth brother go back to sleep quickly." ”

"Okay." Ji Zhan smiled and turned around to leave, but Ji Songxian suddenly saw something flashing under the begonia tree that Ji Zhan was passing by, and immediately said, "Eighth brother, slow down." ”

She chased after her quickly, took a closer look under the begonia tree, and said strangely: "I seemed to see something here just now, why is this son nothing." ”

Ji Zhen smiled: "Maybe it's dazzling." ”

Ji Songxian also felt funny, and smiled bitterly: "Xu yes, I saw my mother start weaving again, and I knew that my family was probably short of money, probably because I was sick these days and spent a lot, so I thought that I couldn't say which day I would make a windfall, and our family didn't have to worry about food and clothing. ”

Ji Jin, who was amused by her little daughter's words, laughed, pointed to the begonia tree and said: "I can't say it, this tree was originally planted by the original owner, and the original owner was the person who was convicted in the previous dynasty, so it is not necessary to say that there are gold and silver treasures buried under this tree waiting for Xiao Jiu'er to dig it." ”

Ji Songxian's soul wore this body and inherited the delicate character of the original body, and when he heard Ji Jin's words to make fun of her, he immediately became angry: "Maybe I'm lucky, I'm lucky, there is really a treasure under this tree, don't you know that there is a sentence, if you don't die, there will be a blessing." ”

Ji Zhen was even more amused, so he was not in a hurry to leave, and said: "Brother Wei is waiting for the eighth sister here, and quickly took a shovel and dug it, so that you can die." ”

"Take it, take it." Ji Songxian gritted her teeth with hatred, so she called Huan Liang to go to the firewood room to get a shovel, and she reached out to take it and was about to dig.

Ji Zhen snatched it with a smile: "Xiao Jiujiao is delicate and weak, how can you dig it, just dig for your brother, so that you can die." ”

The two were joking, Ji Zhen was willing to spoil his little ninth sister, Ji Songxian had the heart to be close to his brother, Ji Zhen took a shovel to dig, and after digging for a while, both of them were stunned.

But it turned out that Ji Zhen dug a deep pit, and the shovel suddenly touched a hard object, and the floating soil was picked up, and it turned out to be a big iron box.