Chapter 242: Warm and heartwarming

The afternoon sun has the ability to make people sleepy, and there is a passage from the main hall to the gate, which is wide and wide, and only the money tree is shining in the spirit of the sun.

Mrs. Wang faltered, because of Lin Sheng's incident, she suffered a loss in her heart, and she was still walking at the moment, all with a lack of energy.

After all, if you faint, you will ask a doctor, prescribe medicine, and recuperate for a long time.

Now this situation does not allow her to be so squeamish.

The Lin family is guilty, and their career is hopeless, so they can only be farmers or businessmen, and this kind of identity is not easy to do, and they need to get through with money.

There was a wind in the hall, blowing on the face, bringing back Mrs. Wang's thoughts, and turning her eyes to look at Shen Qiyuan, he had the light on his back, his face was blurred, and he only felt that there was a dignified gaze on his body, which made Mrs. Wang involuntarily climb up her spine for a while.

Mrs. Wang was stunned in her heart, and remembered that he was the main person who stirred up her grandson, and her heart was mixed, she didn't hate or like it, so she stood still early and made a deep attack on Shen Qiyuan.

"The prince will be sent here, the old woman is cheap, and the prince cannot be condescended."

When Shen Qiyuan heard her say this, he didn't stubbornly want to send it, and showed his prestige under the light of the sky, "Lao Anren, the old lady and the third girl of my family can't bear to say cruel things because of your old age, so I came to be this wicked person, and I always want you to understand that no one can save your grandson." ”

Mrs. Wang's heart was clear, but when she heard this, she still couldn't help but cry.

Shen Qiyuan also understood Mrs. Wang's thoughts.

In fact, this is true of all people.

If Shen Anyan's life is in danger, or if he tells him to die with certainty, will he give up the remaining hope?

No, he will work hard to see if it is a mountain and a river with no way out, and another village.

Shen Qiyuan lowered his head and looked at the shadow on the bluestone brick, stretching his body long, and making a gesture to climb the money tree on the side of the road.

I only remembered that Rong Zhi smiled with him in the past and said: "This money tree is a tree of prosperity, if you marry a daughter-in-law and buy a mansion in the future, you have to let her plant it at the door of her house, so that you don't have to worry about money." ”

At that time, he did whatever he wanted, laughing uninhibitedly, but these days, the mental malaise brought the body to become emaciated, looking at himself, his eyes were full of complexity, and he only said: "You have known about our friendship for a long time, so in those days, you never revealed any plans to me." ”

What can Shen Qiyuan do, on the one hand, he is a beloved, on the other hand, he is a father, and on the other hand, he is a brother.

As the old saying goes, you can't have both fish and bear's paws.

He didn't want to involve the three girls, but he didn't expect that his so-called father, the Holy Emperor, would still use the three girls.

This made Shen Qiyuan remorseful, he shouldn't believe him and take the three girls out.

But at that time, things were in a hurry, and he couldn't find the third girl by looking for headless flies, and he captured the king first, he understood this truth.

So the troops were transferred to the imperial city.

He didn't say any of this, he only told the third girl that he was not, it was he who chose filial piety on both sides of love and filial piety.

I thought that if I had a showdown with the third girl, I would be scolded by her, but as a result, she didn't, she only said that it was not easy for him.

What more could a husband ask for such a wife?

And it is precisely because it is difficult to find, and it is precisely because he has experienced such a parting of life and death, that Shen Qiyuan can empathize with the depression and despair of tolerance.

He thought about it, and when he came back to his senses, he saw the old lady Wang hanging her head and holding her burden, and she was terrified.

Shen Qiyuan's face softened, "Old lady, I will only say this to you, because I am thinking that you are old, and I am afraid that I will suffer from heart palpitations because of this, so I am relieved with you, but you have to guarantee that you will rot in your stomach in this matter. ”

Mrs. Wang was stunned, listening to his words with the sound of cicadas, and she didn't react for a moment, but her heart was more flexible than her brain, and she was already beating violently.

Shen Qiyuan's eyes were sparkling and cautious, "Old lady, can you agree?" ”

Mrs. Wang shook her head again and again.

Shen Qiyuan patrolled again and said in a deep voice: "Your grandson can't be saved, only death." ”

When Mrs. Wang heard this, her heart fell into the cold cellar, but it was not completely cold, and she only heard Shen Qiyuan say: "But there are different ways to die in this death, the strangulation he was sentenced to death is the hanging death in front of everyone, but since the first emperor, he has been a little disgraceful about such life and death scenes, and always thinks that he has committed an offense, so no matter what kind of torture and killing, the executioner will cover his head and face, so when the time comes, he will secretly do his hands and feet, send someone to change the death criminal, and pour some misty soup when he is tortured, and he will accept it." ”

When Mrs. Wang listened to this, tears rolled down her eyes, and she just wanted to throw off the gold, silver and jewelry to thank her.

Shen Qiyuan hurriedly supported her, "Old lady, what did I say just now, have you forgotten?" ”

Old Lady Wang paused, listening to him repeat, "Don't show it." ”

Mrs. Wang couldn't help muttering, "Can't anyone in the family say it?" ”

Shen Qiyuan's eyes turned cold, "I have already explained the reason to you, if you insist on saying it, I won't help you, after all, this is a heinous crime, and it is not easy to save it, let alone publicity?" Isn't it a provocation to the Holy Might? ”

Mrs. Wang wept when she heard this, but she understood that this was the best result.

In the future, he will not be able to be surnamed Lin, and he will live in his name all his life, although he will cry, but he will always live.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Wang had already accepted it, and she followed Shen Qiyuan's advice, not daring to thank her, so she opened a pair of old eyes with sparkling waves.

Shen Qiyuan looked quite moved, and his voice was hoarse, "Old lady, just treat the children and grandchildren around you, just treat this grandson as if he abandoned Hongchen and converted to Buddhism, so the two will not disturb each other." ”

When Mrs. Wang heard that she wiped away her tears, she choked up and couldn't say anything, so she just let Shen Qiyuan send her out of the door, and called a sedan chair to go.

Shen Qiyuan stood at the door of the mansion, thought for a few breaths with dry eyebrows, and waited until the sun shadow moved over and saw the stone lion in front of the door at a glance, and then he turned around and entered the hall.

Who knew that Shen Anyan was standing under the porch, looking at him from afar.

After a few steps, it was as if I could see the smile on her face.

Shen Qiyuan couldn't help grinning.

He is actually not a saint, he used to fight on the battlefield, and he was used to seeing swords and blood, and corpses were all over the field, so he didn't lift his eyelids when anyone died.

But since there are three girls, it has been different.

He looks at life and death with more tenderness.

This is actually not very good, just like the invulnerability of armor has a weakness, so that others can take advantage of it.

But he felt like a glutton.

This is flesh and blood, a living life.

Thinking that Rong Zhi probably had the same thoughts as himself, he couldn't bear to see his best subordinates hate for the rest of his life, and he couldn't help but help him like his previous self.

Although the number of fates is uncertain, you must always live in the present, grasp it if you can, and don't look forward to the next life, or rebirth.