Juntian University Chronicle

"What? My dad is coming to see me?" Meng Zhang looked at Juanbi suspiciously.

"That's right, young master, Madam said that he came to Beijing specially with young master this time. He hasn't seen you for a long time, and he misses you very much, so he wants to visit Zhongfu."

"It's really strange." Meng Zhang shook his head: "I grew up with my grandfather since I was a child. Among the sons, my father is the most distant from me. Why did you come to Beijing from Tianshu to visit me today?"

"Young Master, look, Madam has three Kunxing sons. Not long ago, the seventh son married the son of the Shen family in the capital. I don't think it's because Zhong Guan was an official and a doctor, and he supported you because of your face, Master." My brothers in the family also have a good home." Juan Bi smiled and said: "Maybe it is because Madam is grateful for the benefits of the young master, and it is also possible to miss the sons for a while."

"That's true." Meng Zhang nodded: "Then when the day comes, you and Lu Lan will pick up Dad in Zhongfu's carriage, and you must be courteous."

When Mrs. Meng arrived at Zhongfu, she first met with Mrs. Huang.Because Huang didn't like Meng's family, she just said a few words in a neutral manner, so she presumed that she was unwell and asked Huang to meet in Mengzhang's house.

Mrs. Meng didn't know what he was thinking, she just sneered in her heart, with a warm smile on her face, and followed the servant to the backyard.

"Mother and father." Meng Zhang bowed down when he saw him coming.

Mrs. Meng supported him with a smile, and said, "Zhang'er, how are you doing in this mansion?"

"That's good, Father Lao is worried." Meng Zhang also smiled and helped him onto the seat.

"Look at your thin face, that Mrs. Huang must not be a good match." Mrs. Meng sized him up and sighed.

Meng Zhang lowered his head: "We are the elders anyway, so we have to listen to the younger generation."

"I didn't like the Zhong family at the beginning. They were just bumpkins from the countryside. Once they gained power, they became a celebrity in front of His Majesty's eyes. He has no family connections, and he is just duckweed in the water. He looks glamorous. In fact, there is no root to rely on. My Zhang'er is also suffering, but he begged His Majesty to marry him..." Madam Meng picked up the veil and wiped her tears.

Meng Zhang couldn't help frowning: "Why did Dad say that? My husband treats me with sincerity and is talented in dealing with the world. How can you be so unbearable as you said."

Mrs. Meng said with resentment: "Your father and I wanted to promise you to Su Yan of the Su family. Look at the Su family..."

Mentioning Su Yan, Meng Zhang couldn't help but get a headache, he stretched out his hand to stop Mrs. Meng from continuing, and then asked: "Father, everything is fine at home, I heard that Seventh Brother married the Shen family?"

Mrs. Meng didn't know that he was changing the subject, so she immediately followed him to talk about family affairs.

The two chatted for a while, and Mrs. Meng said, "Zhang'er, I can't stay in Beijing for long this time. Your uncle got a batch of high-quality wild ginseng, all of which are 50 years old. I think Mr. Zhong has been working hard every day. The 50-year-old ginseng has mild effects, and it is best for nourishing vitality, curing weakness, calming the nerves and promoting body fluid. You can eat it with him every day, it is commonly used in our house when you are young, and it is also the most convenient, just decoct it with tea." Fu patted his hand again: "You are young and don't know how to get along with your husband. You can't be self-willed, you have to be gentle and careful, otherwise he will always be tired."

Meng Zhang didn't expect him to be so caring, and he couldn't help but think in his heart that they are blood relatives. Even though he was colder to him when he was not out of the cabinet, he still cared about him. He was moved and sent Mrs. Meng out again.

"Li'er, your hair has always been the best, it feels like soft satin." While Zhan's combing Murong Li's hair, the circles of his eyes turned red.

Murong Li is wearing a bright red wedding dress today, and there is a golden hair crown on the dressing table in front of him. The Ruan family has come to Murong's house to ask for marriage not long ago, and he has chosen an auspicious day, and today he will marry to the Zhifu.

"Father," Murong Li shook Zhan's hand. He saw Zhan's expression in the mirror. He has lived in this family for 19 years. Even though life is poor, the family is in harmony. Right now, he is about to leave. These family members went to live in another place, and they couldn't help feeling very sad.

Seeing that his mood was also depressed, Mrs. Zhan hurriedly smiled and said: "You see, I am confused. Today is your day of great joy, but I have such an attitude..."

Murong Li suddenly threw himself into his arms, and his tone was choked with sobs: "Father, I can't bear to part with you..."

Zhan was stunned, stretched out his hand to stroke Murongli's black hair slowly, and said: "Li'er, you have made up your own mind since you were young, it's only your father's incompetence that made you suffer."

Murong Li couldn't speak, but shook his head desperately in his arms.

Zhan said lovingly: "I saw that the official and his parents are good, and they also value you. When you go to his house, you have to keep yourself safe. Their family is also a wealthy family, so it's no different than staying at home." , you must think carefully about everything.”

"I see." Murong Li agreed sullenly.

Mrs. Zhan pulled him out of her arms, wiped away tears and said, "Li'er, there is something. After thinking about it, I still want to tell you. You are out of the cabinet today. I'm afraid I won't have the chance to talk about it in the future."

Seeing that his expression became serious, Murong Li was a little surprised, but still nodded obediently: "Father has something to say, but it's okay to say it."

Zhan took out a jade ring from his bosom, handed it to Murongli, and said: "Li'er, you are not actually my own flesh and blood."

"What?" When Murong Li heard the words, it was like a thunderclap in his ears, he came back to his senses after a long while, and forced himself to calm down and asked: "Could it be... Could it be that Father had a concubine?"

Mrs. Zhan shook her head and said: "No, you were actually entrusted to us. Your father and I only have one child, Xu'er."

Murongli could barely sit still, and it was Zhan's support who was able to support him, and murmured: "I don't believe it..."

"Li'er," Zhan put his arms around him, persuading him, "I didn't want to talk to you about this. When you were sent here, you were only one month old. Over the years, I have already regarded you as my own son. But, this If you keep this matter from you, you will end up hurting me. After thinking about it with your father, I decided to tell you today."

Murong Li was leaning in his arms, tears streaming down his face, anyone who had raised him for nearly 20 years was suddenly told that his parents were not his own, must be hard to accept.

"Do you still remember that when you were young, you had a master who taught you music theory and martial arts, and left a lot of copies for you?"

Murongli pressed his heart, reluctantly nodded.This man, dressed in black all day long, is unsmiling, but he has real skills. It can be said that he is able to be what he is today, thanks to his teachings.It's just that when he was ten years old, this person disappeared inexplicably and never appeared again.

"He is the one who sent you here." Zhan sighed, "He said that your parents are both dead, and he can't support you even if he is not married. I liked you very much when I saw you, so I raised you as my own."