Chapter 89: Loyalty and filial piety
Zheng Xiaoyang was stunned when he heard this, "Your sister ...... She...... Your father single-handedly made it? No way. β
Li Muqing smiled and shook his head indifferently, "The impact doesn't affect me, for me, it doesn't matter." After a pause, his eyebrows darkened again, "It's just that my father ......" he pursed his lips, "It reminds me of whether it was his sister who made mistakes in the first place, and he single-handedly contributed to it." ......" he closed his eyes, "how do I ......"
Zheng Xiaoyang scratched his head, "Originally, I wanted to tell you that paper can't hold the fire, even if now you go to a private message, ask your father, and deal with it privately." The emperor will know one day. Brother Qin Zheng also said just now that the future emperor will be a qualified emperor. But all emperors have grace. Inevitably, later, it will affect you. β
"What did you just want to say to me?" Li Muqing asked Zheng Xiaoyang again.
"Makes sense." Zheng Xiaoyang nodded.
Li Muqing bowed his head and sighed, "When I didn't enter the court, I had to be promised by the emperor to inherit the prime minister's house, and now the emperor is important, everyone sees that my future is very good, and the future can call for wind and rain, one person under ten thousand people." But so what? Maybe it was arranged a long time ago, but I didn't have much excitement, planning, and fighting spirit. If I do it, in this position, I may have been preparing for too long, and I can do it without much effort. The best thing you can do at your fingertips will not be what you want. β
Zheng Xiaoyang said, "I have a father but no mother, although I was born in Xingyang Zheng, but the lintel is not good, I don't have this feeling." In my life, what I want most is to shine on the lintel and turn the Zheng family into a high-ranking family that can be compared to the Mansion of the Marquis of Zhongyong and the Mansion of Prince Ying. β
Li Muqing continued, "I was born in the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, and since I was born, my path seems to have been arranged. For as long as I can remember, I have been taught by my father, who is both civil and military, and he is my role model, and I think that one day, the blue will be better than the blue. Later, as I grew up, I felt that a person like my father was not good, and his life was respected by the world and held a high position, so what? Outsiders look glamorous, but only they know the bitterness. He and his mother almost never quarreled, but their relationship was dull. β
Zheng Xiaoyang was silent for a while.
Li Muqing's eyes were deep, and he said lightly, "What can I expect when I look at my life at a glance?" β
Zheng Xiaoyang looked at him and couldn't help sighing, "You are Li Muqing of the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, the emperor's important prime minister, and you are the future prime minister." Among the courtiers, at a young age, they are in such a high position, women, although the red-faced beauty is good, but it is just a pillow flower for heroes. Since you can't get it, it's best to put it down. Maybe I can meet the woman I like again. Your path and steps are much higher than others, and many people can't reach them. Nothing else you want but a woman? β
Li Muqing raised his head and suddenly smiled faintly, "What don't you dare to say to you?" When I asked to marry her, everyone knew about it. It's just a bumpy hurdle on their wedding road. Not many people remember it anymore, but I will remember it for the rest of my life. β
Zheng Xiaoyang's eyes widened, "You dare to tell me this?" β
Li Muqing lowered his head, was silent for a moment, and said in a low voice, "What I used to want most was Xie Fanghua, but I knew in my heart that with Qin Zheng, she would not marry me. After a pause, he whispered, "Now...... There really isn't any. β
Zheng Xiaoyang looked at him, "Don't tell me, you don't have what you want most in your life?" β
Li Muqing looked at him, his gaze deepened, and after a while, it became lighter and lighter, and gradually became pale.
Zheng Xiaoyang nodded.
Li Muqing raised his eyes to look at Zheng Xiaoyang, and repeated woodenly, "What do I want most in this life?" β
Zheng Xiaoyang saw that the two were gone, moved his buttocks, and wanted to get up, but later, he remembered something, and sat back again, seeing Li Muqing's face dark, he approached him and said, "Li Muqing, what do you want most in this life?" β
Xie Fanghua stood up with him, said no more, and walked out of the room.
"Think for yourself, no one can help you with this. Loyalty to the monarch for the country, or righteousness to destroy relatives. Loyalty and filial piety are difficult to achieve both. Qin Zheng pulled Xie Fanghua to get up, "I'll send you back." β
Xie Fanghua nodded, no one could help Li Muqing in this matter, after all, it was his father, and he implicated the desperate Li family. The words "if you are killed, you will be killed", appearing at such a time in the place where Li Xiao, the head of the desperate Li family, was before he died, it was really surprising and cold.
Qin Zheng's words fell, stood up, and patted Xie Fanghua, "You should go back and rest." β
Li Muqing pursed her lips.
Qin Zheng said again, "Listen to the heavens, that is, you will send a message to Qin Yu to report this matter, and he will handle it." After a pause, he knocked on the table and said, "Qin Yu is the king of a country after all, and now that he has just ascended the throne, his position is not stable, internal and external troubles, and his imperial grace has not yet been completely revealed." In the future, he will be a qualified emperor. β
Li Muqing didn't speak.
Qin Zheng also looked at him and said lightly, "Although your father has retired from the dynasty now, his protΓ©gΓ©s are still all over the world, and the accumulation of years of right ministers is also extremely thick. The desperate Li family has now been killed by me, the former Xingyang Zheng family no longer exists, and Zheng Xiaoyang has taken over, you go to ask your father, what is he asking for in this life, I think he will figure it out now. β
Li Muqing looked at him.
Qin Zheng's words fell, and he said to Li Muqing, "There are two solutions, one is that you go directly to the letter and ask your father." The other is to listen to the heavens. β
Xie Fanghua suddenly remembered that she seemed to have heard that the right minister liked her mother, and her grandfather and uncle also admired him very much. Later, because her father and her mother were in love, they ended up without a problem. She sighed secretly, the grievances of her previous life were so entangled. For example, the left phase and her aunt Xiangyue also had a light song, and now there is such a thing as the right phase.
Li Muqing's face changed, and he fell silent again, no longer speaking.
Qin Zheng put down the psalm and said, "This is going to ask the right minister." β
Li Muqing's face changed greatly, "Do you mean that because of this, my father secretly united with the desperate Li family and the Xingyang Zheng clan to destroy the Southern Qin River?" β
Qin Zheng laughed, didn't answer, and said to Li Muqing, "Regarding the death of the prince and wife of the Marquis Zhongyong's mansion, for so many years, I'm afraid that the right minister has been haunted by it." β
Zheng Xiaoyang blinked, "You know so well. β
Later, when he returned home, he was very drunk for three days. Soon after, one day, he wrote a poem. Qin Zheng stretched out his hand and picked up the paper that Zheng Xiaoyang had been keeping, and said, "This is it." The words fell, and he read them out slowly, "Lan Lu coincides with the end of spring, and the thin shirt does not know the cold of heaven. Cui Yusheng has thin bones, and she should be killed the most when she is late. β
Li Muqing also glanced at Xie Fanghua, "I know about this matter." β
Qin Zheng glanced at Xie Fanghua, paused, and said, "Back then, when the news of her parents leaving was transmitted back to the capital, the right minister once wanted to rush into the palace to find the imperial uncle. Later, he rushed to the gate of the palace and met the Marquis Yongkang, who was out of the palace, and the Marquis Yongkang dragged him back to the house. β
Li Muqing raised his eyes to look at him again.
Qin Zheng looked at him, "I used to know about something, and now that I think about it, it may have something to do with it." β
Li Muqing lowered his eyes and was silent.
Qin Zheng said slowly, "But with this letter, although it can't explain anything, it is certain that the old man of your family must have a connection with the desperate Li family, and he has a lot of contact." β
Li Muqing nodded, his eyebrows darkened.
Qin Zheng put down the teacup and said to him, "Uncle Huang is so important to the Right Prime Minister's Mansion, I don't need to say it, the world knows it." How much Qin Yu values you now, I don't need to say it, everyone knows it. β
Li Muqing raised his eyes to look at him, and saw that his face was ordinary, and he couldn't see what he was thinking, he rubbed his forehead, "This matter is beyond my expectations, I have no idea now, you come and have an idea with me." β
Qin Zheng picked up the tea and tasted it slowly.
The waiter immediately walked in, poured Qin Zheng a cup of tea, and went down again.
Qin Zheng nodded, turned around and sat down beside Xie Fanghua, and beckoned to the door, "Come in and serve tea." β
Li Muqing shook his head, "I don't know, since I left Beijing, I haven't sent a message to the house, and I don't know the news from the house." β
Qin Zheng put down the paper in his hand and asked Li Muqing, "Your father is still in the capital now?" Not old yet? β
Li Muqing's lips pursed tightly.
"So to speak." Qin Zheng bowed his head.
"It's also the day you left Beijing?" Xie Fanghua was taken aback.
Qin Zheng picked it up and fiddled with it for a moment, weighed it for a moment, sniffed the paper again, and suddenly smiled, "What is this right-hand old man doing?" This is a recently printed paper, and it is only a month since the straw paper was ground up. β
Li Muqing didn't speak.
Qin Zheng walked to the table where Li Muqing was sitting, picked up the letterhead, glanced at it, and bowed his head, "Yes, it's your father's handwriting." β
Zheng Xiaoyang choked.
"What does it have to do with me?" Qin Zheng glanced at him, and the implication was that you were not my daughter-in-law.
Zheng Xiaoyang rolled his eyes, "Your daughter-in-law has been here all the time, sitting well, not doing anything, not carrying water or doing work, what are you tired of?" The master ran out to do things before dawn and ran a big lap, why didn't you ask me? β
Xie Fanghua shook his head, "I'm not tired." β
After entering the painting hall, he first walked up to Xie Fanghua and asked her, "Are you tired?" When you are tired, go back to rest. β
Not long after, Qin Zheng came.
Little Orange immediately went to invite Qin Zheng.
Xie Fanghua also agreed when he heard this, waved his hand to beckon the little orange, and ordered him to go down.
Li Muqing's face rarely showed silence, "Since this is my father's handwriting, it is natural to check it clearly." You can't just be vague. β
Xie Fanghua looked at him.
Li Muqing was silent for a moment again, and said to Xie Fanghua, "Send someone to call Brother Qin Zheng, and I will discuss it with him." β
Zheng Xiaoyang glanced at Xie Fanghua, his eyelids moved, and he didn't say anything more.
Xie Fanghua's words fell, and Li Muqing didn't speak.