Chapter 223: Mixed Joy and Sorrow
raised his eyes and looked at Zhuo Jing for a while, then lowered his eyes and only heard Xie Yaoguang sigh, "You don't have to bring it back and let people follow them carefully, it's all their brother and sister feelings." ”
"Whoa."
After Xie Yaoguang took a nap and got up, it was already sunset and moonrise. From the warm pavilion, there is no one in the surrounding neighborhood who is not hanging with a bright light. The noisy sound of firecrackers rang out from the end of the alley, and the flowers were all over the ground, as long as you looked up, you could see the fireworks blooming in the night.
Looking back on the past, it has been a long time since I have seen the scenery of Chinese New Year's Eve in the capital, except for the lights of the city, in other places, every household is around the fireplace to enjoy the snow, very lively.
But somehow, Xie Yaoguang actually missed such days.
Now is a good time for family reunions, and it is not the Shangyuan Lantern Festival, the whole street is deserted, and there are basically no pedestrians. I could only faintly hear the laughter of children carefully lighting fireworks in the alleys, and then hiding behind the door to watch them soar into the sky or bloom.
It's just that some people are happy and some people are worried, today is not a good day for the Xue family. Early in the morning, he received an urgent letter from Xue Wenyuan from Haizhou, and the whole family thought it was a letter to report the good news, but how would they know that it was to spread the news of Xue Wenhan's death.
According to the regulations, Xue Wenhan should be exiled to Qianzhou, but it is not easy to dredge up and down King Shou before he stuffed people into Haizhou, and now people are dying in Haizhou for unknown reasons, and the Xue family does not dare to mourn or cry in order not to arouse the suspicion of others. It was because he could only sit in the front hall and sigh, holding back his tears and not daring to cry, for fear of alarming others.
Outside the house was the noisy sound of firecrackers, but inside the house could only hear the crackling sound of the candle flame burning and the painful lamentations that were louder than the other.
"If you hadn't kicked Wen Han out of the house in the first place, how could he have beaten people to death in that place. You swore to me that you would keep him safe, but now he ordered someone to kill him. The corpse can't be returned to the Xue family for burial! Mrs. Xue cried and beat Xue Zitang's body indiscriminately, and in her grief and anger, she picked up the teacup and smashed it on Xue Zitang's body.
Unlike Mrs. Xue, Xue Zitang was not particularly sad and did not say a word since he received the news. This son was not only beaten but also splashed with cold tea, and couldn't help but slap the table angrily and yelled: "Blame me? It was you who doted on the unfilial son like that, wandering all day long, idle and unskilled. Don't think I don't know that you secretly took the money to help him when he was kicked out of the house, if it weren't for you, how would he go to Jinguyuan to mess around. ”
"Why are you still complaining about me! If it weren't for the fact that you only know how to praise Wen Yuan on weekdays, how could Wen Han become like this! Mrs. Xue couldn't help but hide her face and weep as she spoke, "Why did my hard-working child die outside like this, who was going to kill him?" ”
As soon as these words fell, everyone in the room sobbed and cried, and Xue Zitang, who looked at the people in the room, felt more and more headaches. Among the letters sent by the eldest son was a letter to one of them, which was concise and to the point. It was none other than Jiang Huaixin, the most powerful henchman by King Shou's side, who killed Xue Wenhan. When he saw the name on the letter for the first time, Xue Zitang was stunned for a long time before he came back to his senses. He really couldn't understand why King Shou wanted to kill Xue Wenhan.
"Why don't you speak. Wen Yuan has found out who killed Wen Han. Seeing that Xue Zitang didn't speak for a long time, Mrs. Xue couldn't help but reach out and push Xue Zitang.
Xue Zitang, who was suddenly woken up by a push, glared at Mrs. Xue angrily and said: "What are you crying about, you can't save him if everyone is dead." Crying like this right now is to make everyone known, so that you can kill everyone before you are satisfied. ”
"You ......"
"Shut up, I have my own measure in this matter. I will find an opportunity to go to His Royal Highness King Shou to report this. No one is allowed to talk about this matter in the house, and everyone who should keep the New Year's greetings will go. After saying that, Xue Zitang frowned and brushed his sleeves away, and his boots made a gurgling sound when he stepped on the broken porcelain, piercing into Mrs. Xue's heart like a sharp blade.
There is no mourning in secret, and no sacrifice is allowed. Although she knew why her husband was like this, Mrs. Xue still felt depressed and indignant in her heart, and her son's voice and smile couldn't help but feel a stump. Her eyes were black and convulsed for a while, and she passed out, and the Xue family, who was suddenly in a mess of porridge, suddenly became overturned, busy asking for a doctor and busy grabbing medicine.
At this moment, Xie Yaoguang was already bustling up and down the house, Xie Yaoguang was wearing a scarlet skirt and hugging the snow-white fox fur, standing under the court and looking up at the fireworks in the sky, his lips couldn't help but smile.
"Miss, the dishes are ready soon. You can come in and sit down. Yun Gongzi sent someone to spread the news that he would be able to come to the house in about an hour. Qingluan handed the sleeve stove in his hand to Xie Yaoguang, and helped her slowly step into the main hall.
Today's scene is almost the same as the Mid-Autumn Festival, except for the lack of one Xie Ergongzi, there are still those people, of course, there is an extra wind in it. In the end, people in the rivers and lakes don't have so many scruples about each other. It's only been a few days since Feng Liyan and the guards of the Xie Mansion are already acquainted. A group of people made a mess and drank and talked happily.
"Let's have a feast." Xie Yaoguang smiled and took off the fox fur on his knees, "Today's Chinese New Year's Eve, everyone doesn't have to be formal. ”
Before the words fell, everyone in the hall responded in unison.
According to the habit, such a day should be toasted and blessed to the superior, but because Xie Yaoguang's health has not been good in the past few months, and Zhuo Jing is staring at him, no matter how Rao does not let them be restrained, no one dares to salute Xie Yaoguang's wine. Of course, Xie Yaoguang's wine was also replaced with tea, and even the dishes on her table were mainly nourishing and healthy.
"I think it's been more and more beautiful since the lord came up to the capital......" Hua Luan looked at Xie Yaoguang with a smile in his eyes and praised with his lips raised.
"You mean the Lord was not good in the past?" After glancing at Hua Luan, Bai Lu raised his sleeves to hide his face and smiled, "If you want me to say, it's still the water and soil in the south of the Yangtze River to raise people, and the Lord came up here to recuperate." And there are no chores, and the body naturally looks better and better......"
The one who took over the conversation was stunned, and saw that he took the folding fan out of nowhere and slapped it on the case, "Are you two parrots?" Such a rap. People don't all say that our family is a fairy in the sky. Since it's a fairy, can it not be good-looking? ”
"Noisy ......" Zhuo Jing, who had been silent, was so noisy that he couldn't help but complain by a few people.
Hearing this, Xie Yaoguang didn't say anything, and looked at Zhuo Jing gently. I didn't know what I was thinking, and a light smile appeared on my lips.
"Tsk......" Feng Liyan appeared beside Xie Yaoguang at some point, leaning on her shoulder and teasing: "Why did you look at Zhuo Jing and laugh so decently." ”