Chapter 41: Can a General Marry a Beautiful Wife?
Suddenly, the old monk breathed a sigh of relief, and even quickly stood up.
"In that case, let's go now, just in case—"
Just in case?
The old monk didn't say it directly, but Xu Qingchen didn't know?
It was nothing more than to prevent 'long nights and dreams', and he decided to change.
Just, go now?
Xu Qingchen tensed the corners of his lips, and his expression appeared unbearable, which made the old monk's heart skip a beat.
Isn't it, this is a change of mind?
How?
"Dust!"
He called in a stern voice, and the smell of warning was very strong, which made Xu Qingchen suffocate and nodded.
"Okay, let's go now, but—"
He paused, then looked up slowly.
"I'm going to the General's Mansion."
“……”
That's the last thing I want to hear right now!!
The old monk's face was distorted, and he was ready to open his mouth to refuse without thinking about it, but Xu Qingchen was one step ahead of him.
"Master, I won't change my hexagram, I'm just going to take a look, after all, in the future, I'm afraid, there will be no more chance-"
…… These words silenced the old monk.
Indeed, to a certain extent, this time Ah Chen's regression, a retreat is a lifetime.
From now on, everything Feng Lang has nothing to do with him, even if it has nothing to do with him now, but if he has a heart, he will still be involved, but if he takes the initiative to disconnect, then the two will no longer have communication in their lives in the future.
And, on the other hand, Feng Lang will marry a wife and have children, continue the Zhenguo General's Mansion, and continue to guard Yaoguo, protecting the dawn people of Yaoguo, as for Ah Chen-
The old monk sighed slowly.
I'm afraid that it will take a lifetime, and in front of the Buddha, it will be silent.
Then, he couldn't bear to take it away from it when he looked at it again, wrote it down, and left the last thoughts to support him for the rest of his life.
"Okay, I'll go with you."
This is also his retreat and compromise, as well as his persistence and stubbornness.
"Hmm."
Xu Qingchen nodded, got up slowly, put on his shoes, and walked directly towards the door, without anything, empty-handed, just like his heart at this time.
But he never thought that when he stepped out of the threshold, he saw Lord Xu standing outside, looking pale and suffocating, which made Xu Qingchen stiffen, and also made the old monk who came out behind him look different.
For a moment, the three of them looked at each other, and the air condensed.
The corners of Xu Qingchen's lips moved, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he stood there silently, as if he was ready to be harshly scolded by his father, but he never thought that his father just stepped forward, reached out and hugged him, and sighed.
"Ah Chen, yes, okay-"
It's just one sentence, just this sentence, but it made Xu Qingchen's eyes quickly welled up with tears.
Father, did not scold him.
Didn't scold him—
didn't even say a word of reproach, just in a helpless and distressed, even more helpless tone, telling himself that this son, who was about to go far away, was afraid that he would never return for the rest of his life.
You want, all right.
Daddy, I don't force you to marry a wife and have children—
I don't force you, I have to inherit the Xu family-
Don't force you, you must glorify your ancestors for the Xu family-
I don't force you to stay, in this Beijing, I can't think about it, I can't think about it, I can't ask for it, and I think about the suffering of illness day and night——
So, let's go.
Go farther, leave the place of right and wrong, leave this sad place, leave this place of bitterness, far away, go far, be good, just live a good life.
All the words of Master Xu were folded into the sentence 'You have to be good', which was heart-warming and passed to Xu Qingchen, so that Qingchen suddenly gave birth to gratitude to the master at this moment, and he was extremely grateful.
If Master hadn't arrived, if Master hadn't woken him up, if Master hadn't wanted to forcibly take him away, he wouldn't have known that after he had such a thought of violating the rules, his father would have sheltered him as tall and like a mountain when he was a child.
It can also allow him to show his vulnerability and sadness, so that it is enough.
That's really enough.
He hugged Master Xu back and nodded slightly.
"Hmm."
It's just a word, but it should be a good sentence.
This made Lord Xu red-eyed, reached out and patted him on the shoulder, and smiled.
"Don't worry about your mother, I'll tell her, and I won't worry about Jiaojiao-"
At the mention of Jiaojiao, Lord Xu paused and sighed again.
"She'll be fine, too."
"Hmm."
Xu Qingchen nodded again, took a step back, smiled with Lord Xu, and then raised his feet and walked out, the first step was very slow, but also very firm.
He's going to be fine, he's going to be fine.
However, all the good things, when they saw that person, instantly fell apart, and they couldn't be pieced together.
??
Looking at the soul lamp standing in front of him, Leng Buding began to shed tears, 'General Si' said that he was a little confused.
He turned his head to look at the equally sluggish subordinate, then looked sideways at the old monk who was sighing, stretched out his hand and scratched his head, waved at the subordinate, signaling that he could go down, and then looked at the crying young man in front of him, and was silent.
"Crying for what?"
This, good and dignified, isn't it awake?
The complexion is also very good, and the blood bar is also very stable, so why is he crying?
It's inexplicable, isn't it?
"I, Hiccup—"
Although he didn't cry, he didn't go anywhere, and even as soon as he spoke, Xu Qingchen, who hiccuped, made General Si a little worried, and also made him look at the old monk and twist his eyebrows.
"What's going on? I didn't do anything, why did he cry in front of me? ”
…… Is it because you didn't do anything that he cries?
The corners of the old monk's mouth twitched, and he looked at him helplessly, but he didn't know what to say.
After all, at this time, he and Feng Lang knew everything about Ah Chen, but Ah Chen didn't know that Feng Lang had already understood his feelings, so in order to avoid complications, he really didn't know what to say.
And, as if he understood the meaning of the old monk's expression, 'General Si' tilted his head and looked at the soul lamp.
"You want to go with him?"
As soon as these words came out, Xu Qingchen, who was trying to suppress his crying, tensed the corners of his lips and nodded.
"Well, I'm going back to retreat with Master, and maybe, I won't be out for a long time—"
"Hmm-"
'General Si' blinked.
"Then you, running to me and crying, do you not want to go back to retreat with him? Or is he trying to take you away by force, and you don't want to? ”
"Hey!"
As soon as he heard that this person actually threw this kind of black cauldron on his head, the old monk was instantly reluctant, and looked at him with wide eyes.
"Don't you slander the poor monks? If the poor monk didn't get Ah Chen's nod, how could he forcibly take him away? ”
"Well, if that's the case, why are you crying like this? I feel like I'm dying, so you're crying for me—"
The always outspoken 'General Si' complained slowly, but Xu Qingchen suddenly raised his head and stared at him to refute.
"You're not going to die!"