Li Kun was sleeping in a daze, and vaguely heard movement in the house, thinking that it was time to go to say goodbye, but opened his eyes in a daze, but saw that her husband was still hanging around at home.

Li Kun was stunned, thinking that she was dreaming, but she rubbed her eyes, and it was true that the person walking around the house was her husband, and then she suddenly came to her senses.

"Why haven't you gone out yet? It's late! ”

Jia Zhu glanced back at his wife, sighed lightly in his heart, but refused to say why. Yesterday when I came back from the main courtyard of Zhijietang, what happened Jia Zhu never told his wife. Because his wife was pregnant, he was afraid of frightening her, so his wife didn't know that his mother and aunt had been greatly wronged last night.

"What's the matter, talking?" Li Kun had never seen Jia Zhu look so depressed, so he hurriedly grabbed the robe at the head of the bed and draped it over his shoulders, thinking about it when he saw it.

Jia Zhu hurriedly stepped forward to help her and said, "You sleep with you, I am not well today and take a day off." ”

Li Kun said angrily: "Even if you are unwell on weekdays, you are still reading in the study at home. Now it's like a headless fly, what's wrong? ”

Jia Zhu was repeatedly questioned by his wife, and he was also a little dilemma in his heart, so he still said the matter little by little.

"Yesterday's ...... The old man got drunk and took Brother Huan'er to the family temple. ”

When Li Kun heard this, he immediately understood, and couldn't help sighing: "You and I are both juniors, and the son doesn't say anything about the father, so don't be too sad about this." ”

Jia Zhu sighed: "I naturally know that the son does not say anything about the father, but the mother can't swallow this breath in her heart. When she went back last night, she learned that the old man took advantage of his mother's birthday during the day and secretly went back to Zhijietang to take Brother Huan'er out. In a hurry, he fought with the master. ”

Li Kun was really anxious, and hurriedly asked: "What about the result, is there anything wrong with my wife?" ”

Jia Zhu thought for a while and said, "Although there are some flesh and skin injuries, there is no major problem. ”

Li Kun sighed: "The flesh injury doesn't matter, but this time the wound in my wife's heart can't be healed." ”

Jia Zhu felt a thorn in his heart when he heard this, and he felt a faint pain.

He has never been able to understand where the master's love for Aunt Zhao came from. It is said that marrying a wife and marrying a county will take a concubine. But this Aunt Zhao is neither beautiful nor good at singing and dancing. Not only does it have no merits, but it also becomes a cause for trouble in Yogyakarta.

If you change to an ordinary person, who will favor this kind of person. But my father was like a fly that saw a rotten egg, and he couldn't get rid of it.

Before, he was arrogant and arrogant to Aunt Zhao and openly collided with his aunt, which was actually a big crime. It's just that at that time, the old lady spoke, and she hastily sent Aunt Zhao.

Otherwise, according to him, he should clean up this Aunt Zhao at that time, even if she is not killed, she will also sell it to the coal mine.

Who knew that this stay would leave a disaster, and this time, it would be even more difficult to end.

"In my opinion, it's better to invite the eldest lady to come, so that I can persuade the wife." Li Kun suddenly said at this time: "In the past, when my wife had no idea in her heart, she only believed in the eldest wife. No matter how much I try to persuade her to fail, calling the eldest lady will definitely be useful. ”

When Jia Zhu heard this, his heart hurt even more: "I'm afraid my aunt won't come again at this time." ”

Li Kun was taken aback and hurriedly asked, "Why?" ”

Jia Zhu then told the rest of the matter, just skipped the fact that his father was going to kill his aunt with a sword, but understated it, saying that his father had collided with his aunt.

Li Kun was silent for a long time, and finally didn't say anything.

Seeing her so silent, Jia Zhu was afraid that she was hiding something in her heart, so she hurriedly persuaded her: "I took leave today, just to explain this matter clearly." Although my aunt said yesterday that she would not pursue her father, she finally violated the etiquette law. My heart was in turmoil for a while, with my father on one side and my aunt on the other, and I didn't know what to do. ”

Li Kun finally spoke at this time, and as soon as she opened her mouth, she sneered, she lifted the hair from her ears and put it behind her ears, and then said slowly: "Uncle is usually a decent person, why is he confused today?" ”

Jia Zhu looked at his wife and asked in surprise, "Xu'er, do you have an idea?" ”

Li Kun snorted coldly in his heart and continued: "I don't have an idea, but this attitude is rare today. In the past, no matter what happened, the uncle always put etiquette and morality first. What if the son does not say anything about the father's fault, and what about the first filial piety. Wrong is wrong, the Son of Heaven is still guilty of the same crime as the common people, how can the lord be virtuous, can he escape the law?

"Since I married my uncle, I have admired him for his good character. In the past, when the wife was still confused, only the uncle was discerning and could see the powerful relationship between this family. Now that he has been awarded Tanhua and entered the court, how can it become turbid.

"Besides, I don't mention how good my aunt is to my wife, how much I take care of my eldest sister, and I take care of you. I ask you, is your conscience okay? ”

Jia Zhu was choked by his wife, and it became more and more difficult to raise his head. He couldn't help but remember that when he first saw his aunt when he first entered school, she advised him to rest more. At that time, no one in the family knew that he had never been very well.

Only the aunt saw it at a glance, kindly admonished, and even the mother distorted her meaning later, and she didn't blame herself. Even later, he discussed with his uncle that he wanted to make himself a knight.

Jia Zhu's nose was sore, and her tears were almost about to fall again. He was busy holding back, and said in a dumb voice: "I'll go to the study to be quiet." ”

Then, Jia Zhu went to the study, recalling her aunt's care for herself, her eldest sister, and her tolerance for her mother in the past. Jia Zhu couldn't hold back anymore and choked up.

She was really a bodhisattva-like person, and even her nephew respected her. On the other hand, my father, except for the blood lineage, no longer has any care, and even after he entered school, he never took the initiative to ask himself to speak in the past, and even omitted his homework in the past.

Blood is important, but his aunt's kindness also touched him with gratitude, he usually claims to be full of poetry and books, but he does not know how to repay the grace of dripping water. Now his father is against his aunt, which is against the law of etiquette, but he hesitates, which is really unfair to his aunt.

Thinking of this, Jia Zhu sat down in front of the desk, picked up the pen and prepared to write an excerpt, but the tip kept trembling, and he just couldn't put down the pen.

How to write it? How can I write so that my father doesn't have to suffer such a big punishment?

Jia Zhu didn't want to kill his father, but he wanted to get justice for his aunt. If he writes the matter into the fold as it is, then even if the father can avoid the death penalty, he will not be able to escape the living crime.

Yesterday, my aunt said that my father couldn't stand the sin of exile and migration, and I agreed with this in my heart. But now it seems that the lightest punishment is also a resettlement.