Strange Tales

"Brother, I don't want to talk about how you mess around in normal times, but this time it's really too much, and I'm afraid my father will be very angry." A man in white on the seat lowered his eyebrows, his voice was deep, and his jade-like face had already disappeared. She was pale without a trace of blood, her figure was frail, and her slender joints were clenched tightly and rattled.

"That's your father, it has nothing to do with me"

There was another man standing straight in the hall, with a high crown and fresh clothes, dressed in fancy clothes, like a peacock, I saw him first shout angrily, and after a while, he hurriedly laughed and said: "Second brother, big brother knows it's wrong this time!" Yes, really, but Izumo already has the flesh and blood of our Jiang family. In the future, when the child is born, you will have to call you little uncle, and you will never be able to live in the land of smoke and dust. If you say it, it is not a shame for our Jiang family. You Say, huh?"

While speaking, he slowly moved to the side of the seated person, his right hand wanted to reach out to cover his second brother's fingertips, but after much deliberation, he retracted sadly.

With drooping eyelids, staring at his own toes without blinking, his shoulders drooping, he really is a bastard who is dying.

This is Jiang He, the powerless eldest son of the Jiang family, and the white-clothed tuberculosis ghost is his nominal second brother, the second young master of the Jiang family, Jiang Ying.

"You still know what's so good about losing the face of Jiang's family, what's so good about that actress, and now she's allowed to have..." Jiang Ying's complexion became more and more ugly, pale like a ghost, she couldn't continue speaking, and she would be stuck here , sighed heavily, and wanted to walk away.

Seeing this, Jiang He suffocated, gritted his white teeth tightly, and hurriedly went up to ask for clarification, but Jiang Ying finally said, "Since that woman is favored by you, it will be a good thing for you to ask my father." Shengsheng blocked the door, his hands and feet seemed to be stiff and unable to move, he didn't pay attention to his feet, he staggered and sat on the ground, his face was blue and white, white and purple, his eyes were dull and staring, like a dead person.

The servants only wondered what kind of troubles their incompetent young master has caused, leaving a mess for the second young master to clean up, but the master is always the master, and the most important thing for the servants is to keep their duty, and they shouldn't look at it. Those who shouldn't be heard should be avoided, so they kept silent like a cicada, not daring to probe themselves.

It's just that the second son Jiang is pitiful. He is obviously a born son of wealth and honor. He is extremely talented, quick-witted, shrewd and capable. He is a good hand in both studying and doing business.

It's a pity that his heart is higher than the sky, and his life is thinner than paper. He is a person with seven orifices and exquisite carvings, but he suffers from chronic diseases, incurable diseases, and he may not live for a few years.

Outsiders only said that this old man of the Jiang family was in his last year, but luckily there was a Jiang Er, who propped up a whole world. As long as that one is gone, there will only be young master Jiang with a bag of wine and rice bags left. Just wait and see how much trouble is caused, alas, they are all debt collectors!

By the way, this Jiang family is also interesting, and it is difficult to come across such a person within ten miles.But any family with a little foundation respects the elders, regards the son as the most important, and the three cardinal guides and five constant principles also say that the father obeys the elder brother and the son, and the elder brother's words are like the father, but the Jiang family is also an anomaly.

Mr. Jiang is used to loving his youngest son, Jiang Ying. He was raised by a person who inherited his ancestors' foundation since he was a child, and he acted vigorously and powerfully.As for the young master of the Jiang family, since he was a child, he had no power and power, and when he was beaten, he would swallow his blood.

The world is perpetual, and the cycle of life is unpredictable. The second young master of the Jiang family is favored by hundreds of people and coaxed by thousands of people. It's like meeting Bai Wuchang at night, as if just a cold wind blows, and the soul can return to Huangquan in an instant and die.

And young master Jiang sleeps in the flowers, lies in the willows and hangs around the flower building, just like a prodigal son in the flower garden, but he doesn't see the weak state of the ordinary prodigal son who can't carry his hands or shoulders. On the contrary, he has got a good skin, handsome and heroic .

This God is really fair!

In the main hall of the Jiang Mansion, the second young master in white was still sitting on the seat, holding up the blue and white porcelain teacup, bowing his head and taking a sip in a very elegant gesture.

There was a woman standing neatly under the hall. The woman lowered her eyebrows and narrowed her eyes, twisting her handkerchief carefully with both hands.

"You are the Izumo my elder brother said." Jiang Ying raised her eyelids and asked casually.

The woman blessed her body, and replied timidly and cautiously: "Back... back to the second young master, yes, my slave was born in a brothel. Fortunately, the young master cared for him and took care of him everywhere. Being able to serve him is a blessing from the three lives of the slave." I hope the second young master will complete it."

Looking up again, the pear blossoms are raining, which attracts pity.

Every word and sentence is full of affection, what a blessing from three lives!

Jiang Ying raised her eyes and glanced at the woman in the hall. She was wearing peach red sleeves and green clothes, her features were pretty, with thin eyebrows and almond eyes, well-behaved and soft, and even her voice was soft. It turned out that his elder brother liked a woman who looked like this , It's just done in a gentle and country way, I don't know if it can be done to add fragrance to the red sleeves under the beauty lamp?

He felt a little frustrated, as if he was holding a breath in his chest and couldn't let it go, so he waved his hand to signal his subordinates to place the woman named "Izumo" properly, leaning on the backboard of the red sandalwood beauty, he lowered his eyes and took a deep breath After taking a few sips, I thought that my elder brother might still be hanging out and drinking outside at the moment, my heart ached, I couldn't stop coughing, and a smell of rust and iron rushed into my throat instantly.

He was not the son of Mr. Jiang's family. His mother was an old man of Mr. Jiang's family. After she died, she left a little bit of flesh and blood. Mr. Jiang's family took pity on him as a lonely child and feared that he would be homeless in the future, so he picked him up. , entered the Jiang family tree, and since then, he has handled everything in terms of food, clothing, housing and transportation. He has been carefully taught since childhood, poetry, calligraphy, calligraphy, painting, business and economics.

Later, he wanted to hand over all of the Jiang family's property to him, but he thought that Jiang He was a no-brainer, he only knew how to keep the family wealth so that it would not flow out, and keep the ancestral property forever.

Xu Shi was so unfavorable to his father, the elder brother became more and more a jerk, lingering around the red silk tents in the Qinlou and Chu Pavilion, and playing with friends.

I don't know if this messy play is a crime or a disaster?

The moonlight is thick, and the lake is about to sink into a clear lake, the birds are singing and the cicadas are singing, mixed with the sound of crickets calling.

Jiang Yingsu has the habit of opening the window to fall asleep in summer nights. At this moment, she saw a blurry black shadow jumping over the window, slowing down, and softly tentatively moving towards the bed, her body swaying, and a strong smell of alcohol hit her face. When it was about three feet away, he stopped abruptly and did not move forward.

Jiang Ying was already plagued by illness, and could hardly sleep at night, with the smell of alcohol and movement, how could she not wake up, she just closed her eyes quietly, pretending not to know.

The figure was tall and broad, staring fixedly at the person on the bed for a while, his eyes fascinated, his fingertips rested on the pale face for a while, and finally retracted it.

Taking advantage of the hazy moonlight, the black shadow followed the original path and turned out of the window lattice, only to hear a "dong" outside the window, the voice was dull, with a muffled hum.

In the dark night, Jiang Ying opened her eyes, stared at the pitch-black beams, sighed softly, and thought to herself, did this fool roll down the window thinking about this, and a green smile appeared on the corner of his mouth unconsciously? , But for a moment, the eyes full of sadness are restored, and the joy is only for a moment, and it is classified as invisible.

The two of them grew up together since they were young, although there are countless things involved, the father favors him, and the elder brother must have resentment in his heart, but there is still some affection in the end.

It's just that the older you get, the more estrangements you have. Even if you have thoughts in your heart, they are distorted, cannot exist under the blue sky, and have no regard for human relations. Now that the eldest brother has married and married, he will definitely not be the same in the future, even though he himself Knowing that the eldest brother treated him with a smile on his face and evil in his heart, maybe he also had sincerity, but these sincerities have long been messed up so complicated that it is difficult to recognize, it is just to seek what he wants, is it so difficult?

Sometimes, desire and emotion are entangled with each other, and it is really difficult to distinguish.But love and profit are different, love each other and kill each other, and end up in a hodgepodge of bits and pieces.

Are you in love?

No one wants to admit it.

No one will admit it.

Since Izumo entered Jiang's residence, the eldest young master of the Jiang family really had a lot of temper. He used to spend time with his concubine's room to thrush eyebrows, harp and play harmoniously, which made Jiang's residence less troubled. The bustard who came did not come any more.

Jiang Ying saw that his husband and wife were in harmony with each other, his wife was virtuous and her husband was obedient, her heart felt sad, but she also comforted her a little, she didn't know whether it was a happy event or a sad event for him.

That person, who said he liked him before, always makes him sad now.

It's really hateful, but I hate myself even more. Isn't this situation just caused by myself?

If God does evil, you can still live; if you do evil by yourself, you cannot live.

Jiang Ying's mother used to be acquainted with the master of Jiang's family, but King Xiang had intentions, and the goddess was ruthless. This goddess also admired other people in her heart. Once married as another woman, she gave birth to a named Ying. Xiao Yu died, leaving a son alive, who was later adopted by the Jiang family master as his own son, and changed his surname to Jiang.

This son looks very much like his mother, with thin eyebrows and almond eyes, straight beams and thin lips, snow-white complexion, slender figure, male and female are indistinguishable.

The master of the Jiang family originally wanted to raise him as a son, and he remembered the old man from time to time, and he didn't have any dirty thoughts.

Unexpectedly, this darling who was kept in his mouth would one day develop a relationship with his son Jiang He.

Master Jiang was so angry that his heart and blood splashed on the curtain. The woman he loved before was taken away, and now the baby he raised with one hand has to run away with others, or with his own son. How can he bear it?

What kind of human relations, what kind of propriety, righteousness and shame, what principles?What you want can only be obtained by yourself. If you can't get it, what kind of relationship do you need?

Desire, love, human relations, righteousness, son, father, what you can't ask for, what you can't bear.

Dazed.

The one who left everything to elope was finally caught and returned, and the family law served him. Inside the ancestral hall, the young master of the Jiang Mansion was beaten to a bloody mess, half dead, and almost died.

Tiger poison doesn't eat its offspring, if it wasn't for this bloodline, the master of the Jiang family might really want to kill this scoundrel.

And Jiang Ying was crushed under a body, and the person covering him was none other than Mr. Jiang, the father he had called his father for ten years, and the hands that taught him to write and paint were not moving at this moment. Caressing every skin on his body mercilessly, full of naked desire, descending inch by inch, hot, biting, plundering, no longer gentle, full of crazy possession and aggression.

The clothes were torn clean, and they were tightly attached to the person on the body. Tears slipped down without hesitation, soaking a pillow towel, and the slender and straight legs were lifted high, and the lower body was completely lifted. □Come out, the body seems to be split in half by a scorching sharp blade, and then the violent collisions and rhythms are getting deeper and faster, hundreds of strokes are urgent or slow, light or Heavy in and out, the sound of panting and water can be heard endlessly, and the air is filled with a strong musky breath.

Jiang Ying seemed to have lost all five senses, she didn't want to hear or think about it, everything was fake and a nightmare, but the pain was real, he wanted to be a dead person, but unfortunately, he wasn't.

This was not the most desperate, when the door was broken, he saw the astonishment, grief, self-loathing and blood red in Jiang He's eyes.

After more than ten years of nurturing grace, he, Jiang Ying, is a wolf-hearted and ungrateful person. Do you want to stir up father and son to fight each other to the death?

He closed his eyes, his slender legs wrapped themselves around the waist of the lunatic on his body, and gradually tightened, his lower body was tightly connected, his arms actively wound up, and he let go of his clenched teeth. out.

It is better to be voluntary than to be forced. He is afraid, afraid that his elder brother will be devoid of character, so he wants to kill his father with his own hands, committing a sin that can never be reborn forever, and then sinks into the abyss of condemnation by the world, and falls into the abyss of his own self. The swamp of disgust cannot be extricated.

Dirty, really dirty!

After seeing such an ugly state, his heart will be ashamed.

In the future, he will still be the eldest young master of the Jiang family, and still his eldest brother.

Such dirty things have nothing to do with him.

It was autumn and the weather was getting cooler. Jiang Ying put on a coat and stood in front of the lotus pond. The lotus and leaves in the pond had long withered, and their color was gone.

It's been three years, does anyone still remember the time?

As the autumn wind entered his throat, Jiang Ying couldn't help coughing loudly, and the handkerchief was stained with a layer of pale blood, which was a sign that the end was approaching.

However, he smiled relievedly at the veil, and now, even death can rest in peace.

He has witnessed Jiang He's self-exile and self-degeneration for three years, and now, finally, he can see the moon. The former love, who has been a prodigal son for three years, can finally be happy now.

That woman, named Izumo, has slender eyebrows and apricot eyes. She was born well and had a better life.

Brother, in your next life, you are not allowed to marry someone else.

Turning around and going back to the room, Qing Huang's back was very gloomy, and someone in the attic in the distance kept watching him go back.

A few months later, the second young master of Jiang's family became seriously ill, and the whole city waved their hands, unable to recover.

That night, flames shot up into the sky in Jiang's mansion, waking up all the family members. The place where the fire started was not elsewhere, but Second Young Master Jiang's yard.

The courtyard is remote, and when everyone rushes there in a hurry, the fire blazes and smoke bursts, while the inside is confinement, the courtyard door is locked, and they rush to rescue them. After all, the fire is like a dragon and very compelling, until the sky is dark , only a piece of ashes can be seen with bare eyes.

There are only two charred corpses left, embracing each other tightly, inseparable, there is me in you, and you in me.

Seeing this scene, the master of the Jiang family burst into tears, fainted on the spot, and fell unconscious.

One of the charred corpses was the second young master of the Jiang family, who was dying of illness, while the other had been burnt beyond recognition, the nose was not a nose, and the eyes were not eyes, but there was a jade wrench on its finger. After identification by Izumo, it was the young master of the Jiang family. things.

Lost his second son in one night, when Mr. Jiang woke up, his old eyes were cloudy, he was too much stimulated, his hair turned white all night, and he murmured: "My son, my son..."

A white-haired person sends a black-haired person, old age loses a child, one of the three major tragedies.

Because the two charred corpses could not be separated, the master of Jiang's mansion paid a lot of money to ask the owner of the coffin shop to make a joint coffin and buried the two sons together.

The tomb of [Jiang He, the eldest son of the Jiang family/Jiang Ying, the second son of the Jiang family] is engraved on the stone tablet, and there is a row of small characters engraved beside the tomb. Brotherly love can be expressed in the world and touch the heart.

If you can't sleep together in life, marry Qing as your wife, and you can be buried in the same cave after death. If you get this honor, you can't ask for anything.