In the seventh year of Jian'an, that is, in 202 AD, Cao Cao coerced the Son of Heaven to order the princes for a long time, and his rule gradually stabilized.

It was also in this year that Yuan Shaoyuan, the third prince of the fourth world, died of depression after experiencing the defeat of Guandu.

And that year, Yang Jing was settling in Lujiang Mansion and opened a restaurant to get by.

One day, wearing an embroidered short jacket, she ran into the restaurant crying, and cried with Yang Jing, the righteous brother she recognized, saying that her mother-in-law didn't like her and asked her to go back to her parents' house by herself, but her husband Jiao Zhongqing couldn't do anything to oppose it.

Yang Jing is still very clear about this inadvertent sister-in-law, she can weave silk at the age of thirteen, tailor clothes at the age of fourteen, learn to play the gonghou at the age of fifteen, read poetry at the age of sixteen, and work hard after marrying Jiao Zhongqing at the age of seventeen, serving her mother-in-law, and getting up early every day to weave cloth to subsidize the family.

But even so, Jiao Zhongqing's mother still disliked her background, saying that her son was an official, a monk son, and should be a better beautiful girl, so she drove her home.

After returning to her parents' house, her brother forced her to remarry her, and tomorrow was the day of marriage, but she didn't want to marry someone else, her heart was still thinking about Jiao Zhongqing.

Yang Jing sighed at the time, filial piety is the first word, and Jiao Zhongqing really can't resist his mother's intentions.

As a result, he never thought that on the day of marriage, his sister would die by throwing herself into the pool, and after Jiao Zhongqing heard about it, he also hanged herself on the branch in the southeast under the big tree in the courtyard.

After that, the husband and wife were buried together next to Huashan, and there were plane trees planted on both sides of the tomb, the leaves were covered with each other, and the branches were connected.

To this day, Yang Jing still remembers what Liu Lanzhi said to him the day before she got married.

She was wearing an embroidered short jacket, her face was beautiful, and she said with a smile like a flower: "Brother Yi, although I am going to marry again tomorrow, I still only recognize Jiao Zhongqing as my husband in my heart, and I will be in my life." ”

At that time, Yang Jing never thought that she was already determined to live and die at that time.

After that day, a poem began to circulate in Yang Jing's restaurant.

The title of the poem "Peacock Flying Southeast"!

The memory is very long, but the time is only an instant, Yang Jing's expression returned to normal, and asked, "Is it okay now?" ”

Gao Shifu's old-fashioned and serious face was also full of surprise, a little incredulous, but he had to believe it, so he could only say helplessly: "Okay, find a place to sit by yourself." ”

Originally, he was extremely disliked by Yang Jing and wanted to deliberately make it difficult to drive him away, but he didn't expect this result, Gao Shifu was depressed in his heart, but he could only hold back.

Yang Jing nodded slightly, and found a vacant seat to sit down at random, Wei Fang's mind moved slightly, and he actually sat next to him.

Seeing this, He Guang could only sit behind the two, although Yang Jing didn't seem to need his protection at all, but he didn't dare to be careless.

Although Gao Shifu's temper is extremely poor, as an associate professor of the Chinese Department of Sichuan University, this knowledge and teaching ability is indeed nothing to say, at least Yang Jing agrees with his views on some ancient texts.

As for remembering this Gao Shifu's hatred? This is a little ridiculous, in a long life, Yang Jing has seen too many such people, if everyone goes to hold grudges, then what's the point?

In other words, Yang Jing is a person who doesn't take Gao Shifu in his eyes at all, and he can't be counted as a passerby.

In this way, Yang Jing listened to the lectures at Sichuan University all morning, and listened very carefully, and he needed to understand the changes in the ten years he lived in the mountains.

At noon, Yang Jing and Wei Fangxian left the classroom, and He Guang followed.

"Let's go, take me to Wei Lin." Yang Jing said lightly.

Wei Fangxian's eyes looked at him with some curiosity and complexity, hesitated, and asked, "You, are you really my grandfather's friend?" ”

Yang Jing didn't speak, but nodded slightly.

Seeing this, Wei Fangxun could only say: "Okay, but grandpa is in a very bad state now, although I don't know what you are looking for grandpa, but be careful not to irritate his old man." ”

"Don't worry." Yang Jing said.

Subsequently, the three of them left the school, He Guang was calm, knowing that the sports car arranged by Lin Rui for Yang Jing could not sit for the three of them, so he had already asked someone to drive a Porsche that could sit down.

Seeing this, Yang Jing didn't change his expression, and just nodded, which was regarded as a compliment.

The three of them got into the car and headed to the outskirts of the city.

It was very quiet all the way, Yang Jing closed his eyes slightly, as if he was recuperating his spirits, He Guang was also a person who said little, and by Yang Jing's side, he didn't dare to say anything, in this case, Wei Fangxi naturally didn't dare to speak.

More than half an hour later, I arrived at the place where Wei Fangxi and Wei Lin live now, it is an extremely dilapidated community, looking at the architectural style should have been built in the fifties and sixties of the last century, there are no people, and the walls are even cracked.

Wei Fangxin bit her lip slightly, her family lived in such a dilapidated place, which made her feel a little embarrassed, after all, she was a real Bai Fumei.

Wei Fangxi led the way, and soon walked to the second floor of one of the buildings, opened the door widely, and the layout inside was clear at a glance, with dilapidated and yellowed walls, many cracks, two small bedrooms and living rooms.

On the old wooden chair in the living room sat an old man with white hair, gray clothes, his expression was a little depressed, and his eyes were blank looking at the old TV, a little like a patient with Alzheimer's disease.

"Grandpa, I'm back." Wei Fangsheng shouted as he walked over.

The old man was naturally Wei Lin, he heard the words, raised his head and looked over, and then his dejected face suddenly startled, and then a look of surprise, disbelief and so on.

"Yes, Engong." Wei Lin stood up tremblingly in Wei Fangfang's surprised gaze and shouted with tears in his eyes.

Yang Jing's eyes were flat, he walked in front of Wei Lin, and said lightly: "You are already so old." ”

"Yes, yes...... People will be old, they will be old. Wei Lin trembled and wiped his tears, looking at Yang Jing's young face that looked similar to his granddaughter, and his tone was extremely complicated.

It wasn't until this moment that Wei Lin figured out what a strange man the man in front of him, the man who helped him start a business and open a factory when he was in his twenties.

"Grandpa, what's wrong with you? Who the hell is he? Seeing this scene, Wei Fangxun asked suspiciously.

When Wei Lin heard this, he shook his head and said, "Fang Xi, you go out for a while, I want to talk to Engong alone." ”

"But ......" Wei Fangxi still wanted to say something, as if he was a little worried about Wei Lin.

"I'm fine, you can get out."

Yang Jing also said to He Guangyan: "You can also go to the door." ”

In this way, Wei Fangxun and He Guang could only walk out obediently, and He Guang gently closed the door.

"Engong, sit down." Wei Lin trembled and stepped out of the way and spoke.

Yang Jing looked at Wei Lin's trembling body and shook his head slightly: "No need, you can sit down...... Do you know that your life is almost at the limit? ”

When Wei Lin heard this, the expression on his face turned pale, revealing his fear of death, and then he looked at Yang Jing with indescribable envy, but finally sighed.

"Sooner or later, sooner or later, there will be a ...... of this day," Wei Lin said, and then he knelt down for Yang Ting violently.

"Engong, I beg you, it's okay if I die, but my son and daughter-in-law died too unjustly! Our Wei family is being targeted, someone is framing the Wei family, we don't use harmful substances at all, it's useless. ”

"I know." Yang Jing nodded and said.

Wei Lin said with tears in his eyes: "I thought about revenge, but I couldn't even find out who killed our family, I, I really have no choice, I remembered you, Engong, I passed the news to you according to the method you said, I thought there was no hope, but I didn't expect you to finally come today." ”

"Engong, you haven't forgotten me! I, Wei Lin, will be a cow and a horse for Engong in the next life, please help me avenge me, please! Saying that, Wei Lin became more and more excited, and he actually kowtowed to Yang Ting with a bang.

Seeing this, Yang Jing seemed to be a little accustomed to it, and a little emotional, and said: "You get up, I still remember that you did me a small favor back then, and I promised to pay you back twice, the first time was to give you money and give you channels to open a factory, and the second time was to avenge your Wei family." ”

When he said this, Yang Jing couldn't help but think of the vicissitudes of life in front of him fifty years ago, full of vigor and young age.