Volume 1: The Swan Goose Chapter 34: The Mood Is Like a Tide and the Night Is Blind (1)
The sun has set in the west, and thin spring rain has begun to fall from the sky, moistening the soil in the courtyard, washing the mandarin duck tiles of the embroidered building, and sending waves of fragrant wind blowing against my face.
Lu Ning sat alone in the small courtyard in front of the door in a daze: too many things happened that day, and the scenes passed before her eyes, but she still felt a little unreal.
She didn't know whether it was because she was upset or confused, but she felt depressed and suddenly wanted to drink.
At a glance, a jar of wine was handed to her, and she hurriedly took it with joy. At some point, Mr. Murong was sitting next to her, holding a small jar of wine and drinking it leisurely.
"I have been hiding here since I came back, but what happened?" Mr. Murong always expressed his concern casually.
Lu Ning held the wine jar and drank heavily before wiping her lips and recounting what happened today. She knew that this matter should be kept secret, but she really couldn't bear it alone and had to find someone to talk to. And Mr. Murong
He came at the right time. After listening to her story, Mr. Murong's face remained calm and he didn't speak for a long time. Perhaps he was digesting this bizarre story.
"Master, what do you think of this matter?" Lu Ning looked at him expectantly and carefully probed, hoping to solve the mystery of his life experience from him.
"It seems it's time to clean up the house! The caravan must not tolerate such scum who cheat on others and betray their brothers!" Mr. Murong took a sip of wine and couldn't help but increase his tone: "Leave this matter to me, I'll come up with something
There is a way to resolve this matter once and for all.”
Obviously, he kept silent about his life experience, but focused on the person who betrayed Lu Ning.
"Master..." Lu Ning interrupted him, trying to bring the topic back to his life experience again.
"But what worries me more is the appearance of King Yi and Yan Rong. Are they really worried about your safety, or... are they using Zhang and Liu's plan to win your heart completely!" Mr. Murong didn't seem to hear it.
Her words were ordinary and she continued to talk on her own, then brought the topic to King Yi and Yan Rong.
"Master!" Lu Ning emphasized his tone and asked again: "Should I believe the story about Gu and his son?"
"I really can't help but drink this wine. It's gone so quickly! I'll go get a few more jars." Mr. Murong looked at the empty wine jars in his hands, stood up and was about to leave.
"Master!" Lu Ning stood up loudly, facing his back, and asked all the questions in a hurry: "Don't you know my adoptive father and my master at all? How did I meet my adoptive father who has always lived in southern Xinjiang?
Officials in the capital? He wanted Gu Zhili to come to me directly, why didn't you tell me in advance? Are you hiding something?"
Mr. Murong stood still, his back seemed to be solidified into the dusk. He looked so thin, as if his whole body would melt away if the wind blew.
After a long silence, he said with some anger: "You can believe this story if you want to, or if you don't want to believe it! If you have had enough of the life in the caravan, you can use it to live the life of a rich lady. If you still don't want to,
When you leave the caravan, just treat him as a fart!" After that, Mr. Murong tossed his sleeves and walked away angrily.
These words made Lu Ning feel like she was struck by lightning: Yes, it doesn't matter if the story is true or false? The key is how you think about it! Eighteen years ago, she couldn't control her life. But now, she knows what she wants! Even if
So what if the stories are all true? Do you really want to take refuge in that ambitious father and son and become a young lady who is manipulated by others? Maybe one day, I will be treated as a gift and sent to the bed of some noble person.
"Master, I..." By the time she came to her senses, Mr. Murong had drifted away and disappeared. She looked down at the wine jar in her hand and blamed herself: What had happened to her?
The story is about losing your temper with the people closest to you!
"Little deer? Did you quarrel with the old man? Why did he leave in such a rage?" Toto appeared in front of him at some point, baring his big white teeth and showing an innocent smile.
"It's nothing. I'm tired. I'm going to rest first." Lu Ning was in a very confused mood now and just wanted to get drunk and sleep. So, she said a few perfunctory words and turned back to the embroidery building.
Seeing Lu Ning's abnormal expression, Toto thought for a long time but couldn't figure it out. He originally brought some wine to have a drink with Lu Ning, but he could only leave dejectedly.
As soon as he walked out of the gate of Xiulou courtyard, he was stopped by Ping Si who had been waiting outside: "How is it? What did the young gang leader say?"
Unlike Toto's dullness, Pingsi, who is careful and sensitive, can better see Lu Ning's depression and Mr. Murong's absent-mindedness.
But Toto put his hands on his waist and said: "How do I know! They both ignore me. What can I do!"
Ping Si touched his chin thoughtfully and said to himself: "What happened? It seems to be quite serious. Is it something within the gang?"
Seeing Hei Si talking to himself and ignoring him, Toto scratched his head irritably and muttered: "Hey, why are everyone always quarreling these days!"
Suddenly, he rolled his eyes, poked Pingsi with his elbow, and said with a smile: "Pingsi, why don't we have a fight too!"
"What?" Ping Si was stunned by the fact that he didn't come.
"Hey, I used to go out and fight every day in southern Xinjiang. Since I came here, I can only stay in the house every day, but I can't hold it in anymore! Anyway, idle time is idle, so a fight between us is just like practicing.
How's it going?" Toto clenched his fists tightly, excitedly showing off his strength.
Hearing this, Ping was very angry. He wanted to scold him a few words, but seeing the child-like expression on his face, he had no choice but to give up. He could only shake his head and sigh, then strode away with his hands behind his back.
"Hei Si, where are you going? If you're afraid that you can't beat me, then how about I let you punch me three times?" Toto thought that Hei Si was running away because he was afraid of him, so he immediately chased after him.
The mottled sunset dyed the dusk red, and the lanterns in front of the Xiaoxiang Villa across the street also lit up one after another. The street gradually became noisy and chaotic, except for a lonely and lonely scene in front of a window on the third floor.
The figure stood as if alone in the world, and did not move for a long time.
There was no light in the room, and the straight-fronted white robe on Yu Fengjin's body was tinged with sadness in the slightly filthy gloom. Just as he was lost in thought, the door was pushed open violently, and Yan Rong held him in his arms.
The wine jar stumbled into the house.
Yu Fengjin closed the window smoothly, sat down and poured him a cup of hot tea: "It seems like you had a good conversation with Ruan Lang just now?"
Yan Rong sat down opposite him and said with a smile: "That's right! Brother, you are right, Ruan Lang is worth getting along with!"
"How do you say this?" Yu Fengjin opened the lid of the gilt incense burner and threw a piece of spices into it. Soon, the room was enveloped by a burst of fresh and fragrant Qinnan fragrance.
Yan Rong took a sip of tea to wake up and said with a smile: "Ruan Lang is a person who knows how to repay kindness, has a simple mind, and is a bit henpecked. Such people are rare in the court. However, this is because he has just entered the officialdom.
How can I maintain such an innocent heart? If I keep staying with Wang Jing's group of rabble, it will be difficult to tell in the future."
Yu Fengjin looked up at him and asked, "Have you said everything you need to say?"
Yan Rong patted his chest and said with a smile: "Don't worry, no more, no less!"
Yu Fengjin raised the corners of her mouth slightly and asked, "How did he respond?"
Yan Rong put down the tea cup and sighed deeply: "You are really stubborn! Ruan Lang knows that Wang Jing is using him, but he is still saying good things for him. I really don't know what he thinks!"
Yu Fengjin smiled faintly, took over the conversation and explained: "Didn't you just praise him for his kindness and repaying his kindness? Wang Jing has shown him kindness, so of course he is willing to sacrifice his life for him!"
"That's going to be difficult!" Yan Rong took another sip of tea, but he smacked his lips and felt it didn't taste right, so he put down the tea cup, changed the cup, poured a glass of wine and took another sip, before showing a satisfied smile:
"He is a bit of a jerk. Once he decides on something, it is difficult to change easily. Unless Wang Jing does something he cannot forgive, otherwise, he will follow that bastard Wang Jing with all his heart!"
Yu Fengjin looked at him and smiled meaningfully: Yan Rong's father, Yan Heng, was Emperor Yu's most valued right-hand man, and the only person in Bei Yu who had been awarded the title of general of the country in the past hundred years.
Unfortunately, the old general Yan Heng died young and had only one son, Yan Rong. However, Yan Rong refused to die and followed the unpopular himself, so the Yan family gradually withered. Now, even the king
Jing doesn't take it seriously either.
Generally speaking, the old general Yan Heng has never treated Yu Fengjin in a "different way" like others, and he is still his enlightenment teacher in the military. But Yu Fengjin can only let his son follow him to become a soldier.
The prodigal who hangs out in romantic places all day long has no place to put his talents to use.
Every time he thought about this, Yu Fengjin felt ashamed of the old general who had passed away.
Therefore, he has always responded to Yan Rong's requests. Externally, he is his bodyguard, but in the palace, everyone treats him as the second master!
The friendship between Yu Fengjin and Yan Rong was one that was willing to sacrifice their lives for. That was because the two grew up together and were as close as brothers. This relationship was pure and uninfluenced by interests.
But Ruan Lang is different. He and Wang Jing are just from the same hometown. They may have some friendship, but they can't talk about emotions.
Ruan Lang has some talents and some fame, but unfortunately his life is not at the right time and he has always been depressed and frustrated. So many years of waiting and neglect have gradually made him feel inferior and desperate.
At this time, Wang Jing gave him a chance to turn over, and he would definitely be extremely grateful and hold on tightly. Just like a drowning person, knowing that what is floating over is just straw, he refuses to give up the slightest hope.
Therefore, it is indeed difficult for Ruan Lang to completely betray Wang Jing for his own use!
Yu Fengjin couldn't help but sigh softly.
Yan Rong thought he was worried about today's events, so he couldn't help but worry: "Brother, I really didn't expect Zhang Heng to attack you. If you hadn't been quick to act wisely and lured Ruan Lang out to rescue us, I'm afraid it would be difficult for us today.
Escape! However, since we have broken up with him, I think he will be even more unscrupulous in the future! I think it is better to hand over Han Yan to the emperor, so that we can save a lot of trouble."
Yu Fengjin had a worried look on his face and pondered for a long time before saying: "Even if I hand Han Yan over now, it won't help. The key to this matter still lies with the emperor - he doesn't want to deal with Pingyang Hou and his son at all! Let me hear the case, that is
Because he was convinced that I would be merciful, handing him over would not help."
Yan Rong slapped his thigh and muttered dissatisfiedly: "So, wouldn't Pingyang Hou and his son be at large? Then what's the use of all our efforts to rescue Han Yan?"
Yu Fengjin slowly took a sip of tea and sighed quietly: "It is not convenient for me to come forward in this matter. In the end, it will have to fall on Xia Yunqing. He is the only one in the court who dares to force the emperor to deal with this matter. But this matter cannot be
If you are impatient, you must take steps step by step. Although Zhang Heng has no scruples now, he does not dare to attack us at will, so you don’t have to worry."
After the words fell for a long time and no one answered, Yu Fengjin took another look and found that Yan Rong had already fallen asleep and was snoring loudly.
He shook his head with a wry smile, and took his own soft quilt to cover him gently. But at this moment, the voices of Bei Xiaobei and Xue Yan came from outside the door, occasionally mixed with bursts of retching. This chapter has been completed!