Chapter 142: Mother and Son (3)

Because of Ruan Linluo's incident, the old lady's distress was unbearable all day, and she didn't even eat dinner. Old Man Zhu is more open than her, the old man eats dinner and drinks wine, but he doesn't have fun in the garden as usual, he just takes a pair of scissors and goes back to his house to serve the flowers and plants.

Serving flowers and plants was originally an elegant thing to cultivate temperament. However, the old man Zhu has not touched the scissors for two years, and the Zhu family knows that once the old man moves the scissors, this is a sign, indicating that the family is in trouble, and it is still the most difficult of the difficulties......

Zhu Feng knew that the old father was uncomfortable for Linluo's affairs, and he was even more reluctant than the old lady, but it was inconvenient to say it clearly, so he took it alone.

Zhu Feng persuaded a few words outside the old man's door, then went back to his mother's room, and saw that the old lady was also sullen, and said anxiously: "Otherwise, my son will go to the capital in person, talk to the eldest sister, and see if there is any way......

Before he finished speaking, the old lady immediately straightened up and said to him with a solemn expression: "Don't come nonsense, we must not interfere in this matter." ”

This trip to muddy waters is easy to touch! Duke Jingguo is a meritorious family with a knighthood, so they naturally have their own way to deal with it, even if there is no way to deal with it, it is good to delay it for a few days.

Zhu Feng is not a person who doesn't know the importance of it, and when he heard his mother say this, he nodded hurriedly.

In the past two years, the capital has been very unpeaceful, with turbulent winds, various forces entangled and fighting with each other, and big and small things are constantly changing.

The holy dragon body is not harmonious, the crown prince is more and more arrogant and extravagant, there is a posture of not taking the saint in his eyes, the ministers of the court and the central government are even more gangs, opposing each other, one faction supports the prince, one faction supports the four princes, and there are some scattered gang forces to support King Jingrong, in short, looking at a group of harmony, in fact, each is its own master, fighting with each other, and hiding the edge.

The situation in the court is unstable, and now, it is the time for everyone to assign a side, and if you are not careful, you will get into trouble if you stand on the wrong side.

Although the old lady is just a woman who doesn't read much, she can also detect that something is wrong.

Zhu Feng said in a deep voice: "Son, I have long heard the news that since the death of Concubine Xian, the saint has been ill, and now he is sick, I am afraid it will be difficult to survive this winter." ”

Once the saint is mourned, then the new emperor will ascend the throne, and the concubines and palace maids in the harem will either be buried with death, or cut out of the family, and none of them will have a good end.

The old lady was so angry that she slapped the table and said, "They are all people who are going to die, what are you doing to harm other people's daughters?" What a damn one! ”

At this moment, the old lady wished that the emperor Lao'er would take his breath as soon as possible, so as not to affect the Ruan family and Linluo.

Zhu Feng rarely heard his mother say such disrespectful words, but fortunately, he was in his own home, and there was no one else, so he simply let his mother scold him.

When she finished scolding, she felt happy before she spoke: "Actually, this matter is not completely impossible, as long as the Ruan family finds a reasonable excuse to delay the matter for a while, things are not afraid of opportunities that have no turnaround." ”

The Ruan family has always been neutral and impartial, so it will be favored by the Queen Mother, and now, the Holy Dragon Body is not in harmony, and the prince will definitely make some moves, and the Holy Lord will not be able to survive even the New Year.

People who do business, the most important thing is to exchange information, the Zhu family has a lot of old knowledge, and they can help him find out the news, and even the wind and grass in the palace, some trivial things, can not be left behind.

The old lady listened to her son's words and felt reasonable, but she still couldn't rest assured, "What kind of person is your eldest sister, you know best?" She has been smart and rigorous since she was a child, reporting good news but not bad news, this time she really has no choice, so she can't wait to let Linluo go home again and again. ”

Zhu Feng's eyebrows frowned, and after thinking about it, he thought about it and said: "The eldest sister is so smart, there will definitely be a way, let's not be in a hurry for now, and take a look." ”

When the old lady heard this, she sighed and tears in her eyes: "I knew that this was the case, even if I let out this old face, I wouldn't let Luo'er go back...... My Luo'er, my heart! ”

This night, the Zhu family was full of sorrow and was destined to be unable to sleep peacefully.

Shen Yuechen sat under the lamp, bowing his head silently, the handkerchief in his hand had been rubbed by him.

She raised her head from time to time and looked at Zhu Jintang, whose eyebrows were frowning, only to feel that his eyebrows were getting tighter and tighter, and before she knew it, she had become a "Chuan" character.

When he came back in the evening, he went into the house, and he was silent, and he didn't take tea or change clothes, but just sat on the couch and looked at the faint fire in the stove on the ground.

Chunming had already changed three cups of hot tea for him, but he didn't take a sip.

Finally, when Chun Ming brought the fourth cup of boiling tea, Shen Yuechen slowly stood up, walked to Zhu Jintang's side, patted him lightly on the shoulder, and said, "Uncle, the room is stuffy, let's go out for a walk together." ”

Everyone's hearts are uncomfortable, and instead of sitting still, it is better to go out for a walk and change the mood.

Zhu Jintang groaned slightly, but still agreed, "It's okay."

Shen Yuechen put on a thick coat for him, and then tied it for him with his own hands.

Before going out, she also took the initiative to hold his palm, if it was in normal times, she would be embarrassed, but today is an exception.

Zhu Jintang was a little surprised, so he kept staring at her face, which made Shen Yuechen laugh a little embarrassed. "Uncle's palms are warm."

When Zhu Jintang heard this, the corners of his mouth were slightly hooked, and he no longer looked at her eyes, but just retracted his fingers and held her little hand firmly in the palm of his hand.

When the full moon is in the sky, it is like lighting a bright lamp under a pitch-black curtain, and the light is brilliant, reflecting the snow on the ground with a fine and moist brilliance.

The two of them stood quietly in the courtyard for a while, and the evening breeze gently blew the snow, rolling up tiny snowflakes and blowing on their faces.

Shen Yuechen took a deep breath, exhaled a big ball of white gas, followed her to look at Zhu Jintang, and said, "Uncle also try this, this can soothe your mood." ”

Zhu Jintang glanced at her thoughtfully, then followed her example, took a deep breath, and sure enough, his originally dull heart suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.

Shen Yuechen immediately comforted him softly: "Uncle, don't worry too much. ”

Zhu Jintang said softly: "I know, you are the same." People who have just cried red in their eyes will still want to comfort others. ”

After saying this, he was silent for a few seconds, and then said in a muffled voice: "Thinking about Luo'er, although she is early and smart, she is still a child after all, it is really reassuring...... If we are still so worried, how uncomfortable should my aunt's heart be! At last, he let out a shallow sigh, and that sigh slowly dissipated into the cold wind with the broken snow.