The so-called Qiaofu North House, in fact, is an independent gate courtyard in the northwest corner of Qiaofu, hidden behind the rockery of Qiaofu Garden, although the location is partial, it occupies a large area, the three wings sit in the north and face south, there is a huge open space in front, a lot of bamboo is planted, a small road winds through the secluded, the snow is deep on the ground, and no one has cleaned it for a long time.

Qiao Lang, the eldest son of the third generation of Qiao Mansion and the elder brother of the contemporary head of the family, Qiao Qisheng, and his wife live here.

Old lady Qiao hated Qiao Lang for sneering at the family business, and he worked hard for many years to cultivate his heart for many years, coupled with his refusal to marry the lady of the wealthy lord in the capital, which angered the old man who could reach the heavens in vain, and almost ruined the layout of the Qiao family in the Jiangnan area for several years. Old lady Qiao angrily reprimanded him at the family banquet one year, "There is no distinction between Qi and Zheng, how can you be in the world!" He ordered to take away the word "Qi" to which his name belonged, and changed his original name "Qiao Qilang" to "Qiao Lang", which was no longer regarded as the third generation grandson of the Qiao family.

Since then, Qiao Lang has lived in seclusion in the northwest single courtyard, a sufficient supply of firewood, rice, oil and salt, the courtyard is surrounded by famous sentry and dark piles, heavily guarded, Qiao Lang and his wife can go as far as the edge of the bamboo forest, only the ancestor worship ceremony during the Spring Festival every year is allowed to lift the ban to participate, only said that he is suffering from illness, outsiders are not allowed to set foot in visitation, even the old lady Qiao has only been here twice, the first time is Qiao Wei's birth, the second time is today.

The chariot broke through the snow all over the ground and came to the front of the house, and the old lady Qiao saw that the candles in the house were dim, and waved his hand to stop the chariot.

In the middle of the moon, the wind gusts, the shadows in the bamboo forest, and the silver snow is everywhere.

The door was opened, and a middle-aged woman was coming out with a basin of water, and she saw a group of people parking not far from a distance, and she was slightly startled, and the water did not have time to pour and enter the house again.

After a while, a man in a plain robe stepped out of the door and bowed slightly to the old lady of the Qiao family.

The old lady got out of the car by herself, was supported by a maidservant, and came by stepping on the snow, but the man did not greet him, but just stood aside. The old lady slowly entered the courtyard, didn't speak, first looked at a few large vats in the courtyard, knew that there were some pickled winter vegetables in it, and snorted coldly: "Cold winter Layue, what are you doing with these, the Qiao family is not short of this money." ”

The man was indifferent, and said lightly: "It is difficult to be a governor." ”

The old lady snorted coldly when she heard this, without saying a word, and stepped into the house, the man then entered, only a few candles were lit in the room, which was very different from the brilliant lights of Qiao's mansion, and there was an ancient book on the table, which was opened, and the four treasures of the study room were readily available, Mrs. Qiao Lang stood on the side of the main hall and was a little flustered, and hurriedly retreated to the side room after slowly giving the salute.

The old lady turned a deaf ear, although this woman who was supposed to be the grandmother of the Qiao family was beautiful, but she came from a humble background, since marrying into Qiao's mansion, she has been cautious in everything for more than 20 years, and many people have not given her a good face, only because of her weak personality and never quarrel with others, and gradually everyone turns a blind eye. The weak daughter-in-law of the wealthy family, the door is not right, and the bitterness can be seen.

Fortunately, Qiao Lang loved him very much, and the two respected each other like guests, but they were only imprisoned for life.

The old lady walked straight to the desk and sat down, first briefly asked a few words about how the daily life is, Qiao Lang answered one by one, the two are not like grandchildren, as if strangers are cold, there is no sound between the words, the old lady stretched out his hand and flipped through the ancient books, and saw that it was a book about the sages' exposition of the "Yesu Language", this book is called "nonsense" among most of the learned people in the Dazhong Dynasty, all because of its exposition and the imperial court's exclusive respect for Confucianism, pay attention to the body, do not correct the cold and heat, do not do nothing, go with the flow, do not feel a little angry, sneered and said: "After reading through 10,000 volumes of sage books, can you know how to write filial piety?"

Qiao Lang was neither humble nor arrogant, and said lightly: "Filial piety is to the family, and the country is loyal." ”

"Do you want to talk to me about the dilemma of loyalty and filial piety?"

Qiao Lang was silent, he knew that he was different from the old ancestor in front of him, how could he speak?

The old lady put down the books, supported the handle of the chair with both hands, straightened up slightly, and said coldly: "At the beginning, you thought my Qiao family's business was dirty and didn't want to take over, but it's okay, the children of the Qiao family are not short of people guarding the city." Later, he was reluctant to marry the girl of the Bai family, no matter who was not young and frivolous. But you read the sages in vain, and you want to destroy my fifty years of hard work single-handedly, are you still worthy of the bloodline of the Qiao family? I left you here just to let you see, the Qiao family can thrive without you! ”

Qiao Lang is neither humble nor arrogant: "If the old ancestor is just for this, Qiao Lang has already seen it, but the way of heaven will have reincarnation." ”

Old Lady Qiao laughed when she heard this: "Hahaha, the reincarnation of heaven? I have been carefully planning for decades, stealing the country and helping the country have my help in housekeeping, and I care how the way of heaven is reincarnated! ”

The weak candle flame seemed to be shaken by the old lady's laughter, crooked, dim and dimmer.

Mrs. Qiao Lang leaned against the door of the side room tremblingly, looking at her husband who had supported each other for more than 30 years.

Qiao Lang's face was gloomy, and the light in his eyes was fierce, and he only lowered his head and said nothing, covering up his edge.

Old Lady Qiao stopped laughing, a pair of old eyes couldn't hide the sarcastic color, and sneered: "I came this time to tell you that Wei'er is old enough to do something for the Qiao family, after all, you are her parents, you should know." Before Jiang Zuohuo's family came to beg, I hesitated, and the pearl was sold at the price in the box, and this price was not enough. But it's not bad today, the only son of King Yan, who is also at the same age, a few years younger than Wei'er, although he doesn't know how to behave, he looks like a peugeot, and it is not an insult to Wei'er. ”

When Qiao Lang heard this, the light in his eyes instantly dimmed, and he said sadly: "Wei'er, is she willing?" Is he willing? ”

"Fart! Do you want to do it or not? Are you like everyone in the world? Fortunately, I took her away from you at the beginning, and it didn't stain your sour and rotten body! Old lady Qiao's eyes were fierce and angry, it was such a simple will back then, which completely pushed his most optimistic junior to his opposite.

Qiao Lang smiled bitterly: "Okay, I can get out of this dirty and filthy place earlier, Wei'er, I'm sorry for her." ”

Old lady Qiao was even more angry when she heard this: "What a dirty and dirty place, what a Qiao Qilang with the world in mind!" Not only are you sorry for her, but there are too many people you are sorry for, Qiao Qilang, Qiao Qilang, then why don't you apologize for your sins with death? ”

Qiao Lang said coldly: "Qiao Lang is waiting for an organ to calculate the collapse of the building!" ”

One sentence touched the bottom line of Old Lady Qiao, when he threw Qiao Lang in the side room of Qiao's Mansion for thirty years, unlike other children who were generally exiled to other places, it was nothing more than a wish that he would change his mind, how could it be that so many years of hardship and tranquility did not make Qiao Lang's prodigal son turn back at all, but even worsened, and suddenly laughed angrily, stretched out his hand to point at the stubborn man in front of him, and sneered: "The building is tilting? Are you dead or alive in my words, can you wait until the building falls? I can make you die right now! Before the words fell, a maidservant beside Old Lady Qiao slowly stepped forward half a step, with a cold look on her face.

The atmosphere in the room was full of murderous intent in an instant, and Mrs. Qiao Lang knelt on the ground in the distance, with a shocked face: "Ancestor, please calm your anger, please also look at Wei'er!" ”

"Wei'er is decisive in killing, she has been thirsting for power since she was a child, and she cares about a wreck who only knows how to read?" Old lady Qiao sneered all over her face, stood up suddenly, the Nanmu chair under the seat was moved, and a piercing friction sound was like a ghost crying wolf.

The lady couldn't help but kowtow and said: "As long as the ancestor gives her husband peace, the concubine is willing to do anything for her husband." ”

Qiao Lang's whole body shook when he heard this, and he trembled and looked at his wife, who had been with him for thirty years, like cold water, his eyes were blood-red, and he shouted angrily: "Yanlan! You shut up! ”

Mrs. turned a deaf ear, only wept bitterly and bowed non-stop, and kept repeating "the ancestors are gracious".

Qiao Lang was furious, walked two steps over, and shouted angrily, "Get up, you don't need to ask!" He was about to pull up his wife, but he was pushed away by the weak woman who used all her strength.

Old lady Qiao couldn't stop laughing, walked slowly to the door, and sneered: "Qiao Lang, Qiao Lang, all the women are more obedient and knowledgeable about current affairs than you." You're old enough to live like a dog! That's it, my granddaughter-in-law, you are so old and decrepit, how can you still have the fair complexion when you married my Qiao family? Hahaha. ”

With a muffled snort, the table and chair overturned, it turned out that it was a stinging word, Qiao Lang couldn't help it anymore, and rushed to the old lady Qiao when he raised his fist, but was met by the maid next to him, and hit the bridge of his nose with a punch, and threw it aside with a force.

Madame Qiao Lang was suddenly awakened, looked up, and saw her husband fall to the ground, blood flowing, so panicked that she knelt on the ground and crawled over, and fell to the ground crying halfway through.

Qiao Lang fell to the ground on his back, choking on blood in his throat, and a sad howl was earth-shattering: "Qiao Yongqian, you can't die well!" ”

Old Lady Qiao sneered, looked down at the hard-working couple who had been trampled under his feet for decades, and sneered: "When I die, it is when you are buried. Qiao Lang, you remember, what I give you can be taken back. ”