Drunk old voice

Beans and Osmunda

All affairs were properly arranged, and Mei Changsu was ready to face Mu Feng.

In mid-winter, with paraquat, Mu Feng braved the howling north wind to go to Su's residence, and Ding Yi drove her as he did every time he went out.

Being bored on the road, Mu Feng chatted with Ding Yi about his doubts, "Ah Yi, it's strange that Mr. Su invited you here, it's obvious that we broke up last time."

"You don't have to go either." Ding Yi replied.

"Kirin talent, Langya number one, if such a person invites you, how can you not meet for a while." Mu Fengde admitted that she could not refuse the invitation of such a famous person, whether it was out of inquiry or curiosity.

"Not afraid of being tricked."

"Those two in the royal family are still at their mercy, how can I compare?" The prince and Yu Wang were originally in a delicate balance, but since Mei Changsu came to Beijing, he broke the stalemate. It's all unpredictable, and it's good to be able to spy on a corner.

What Ding Yi is most worried about is that Mu Feng will suffer a loss, what else has nothing to do with him, "Then let's go back."

Mu Feng smiled slightly, "The more you can't compare, the more you need to understand. Ah Yi, you are so simple."

"As you say." Ding Yi felt a little sweetness in his heart.

The wheels grunted, ran over the stone pavement, and came to the door of Su's residence.Mu Feng helped Ding Yi's men get out of the car, and the waiting housekeeper led him in.Ding Yi stayed in the outer courtyard, only she walked through the corridor to meet the master.

Mei Changsu had been waiting in the hall for a long time, and saw a concubine-colored figure walking slowly through the winter-depressed courtyard.Everything around became blurred, leaving only a bright color.

Seeing Mu Feng walk in, greet each other and take their seats, at that moment, they suddenly lost their words and didn't know where to start.It was the person opposite who spoke first.

Mu Feng looked at Mei Changsu in a daze, and first asked: "Mr. Su, there is no wine or feast today, I don't know if I invite slaves, what's the matter?"

After regaining consciousness, Mei Changsu organized his words, "It has nothing to do with those things. The girl has also seen that there are only you and me today. There are some very important matters. If I want to ask the girl for advice, I hope I can tell you sincerely."

"I don't know. How can I know what is important. Mr. Su is joking."

"What Su wants to ask is the girl's life experience." Mei Changsu looked into Mu Feng's eyes while talking.

Mu Feng paused, and then pretended to be natural and said: "This, it seems that it has nothing to do with Mr. Su, and it will not hinder your grand plans."

Mei Changsu didn't mind Mu Feng's vigilance, and followed his own rhythm, "It's hard to be trusted for no reason, Miss Mu Feng, can you listen to me tell a story first, and then think about it."

Mu Feng didn't know what kind of medicine he was selling in his gourd, so he could only continue to listen to Mei Changsu, "Mr. Su condescends, how dare I refuse."

"Aunt Ji, serve tea." Mei Changsu greeted outside, then turned his head and said to Mu Feng, "Listen to the story, of course it should be served with snacks and good tea."

"It's still Mr. Su who is thoughtful." The scented scented tea and exquisite snacks are the familiar flavors from childhood, Mu Feng couldn't understand.

Seeing Mu Feng's misty eyes, Mei Changsu started his own story, "Once upon a time, there was a boy who lived a happy life, loved by his parents and loved by his friends. Then he had a younger sister who was the daughter of his uncle's family. So His mother gave him a silver lock as a congratulatory gift."

This story seems to be nonsensical to others, but people who understand it will naturally understand the relationship between the characters and the key points.Mu Feng's heart trembled, the silver lock that had been worn for many years had a mystery, and it took her a long time to discover it.

"But the boy thinks that silver locks are ordinary. He wants the purest gold, the most expensive gemstones, and the most precious longevity lock. But his mother told him that the value of a gift is not something that can be measured. The silver lock looks ordinary, but both the auspicious words and patterns were designed by his parents himself. Moreover, there are also symbols implying the family. Such a gift that contains friendship is more desirable."

How did Mei Changsu know such a secret? Could it be that the Lin family is ancient.Mu Feng couldn't be sure, so he could only press his emotions and answer, "There is some reason, I think this boy was born in a wealthy family. For people who have no food and clothing, maybe money is more important."

Seeing that Mu Feng didn't respond rashly, Mei Changsu was relieved by her caution. "Later, the relatives died, the family was separated, and the boy who grew up returned to his hometown. He thought that his relatives had passed away, but he saw the silver lock on a little girl. Miss Mufeng, you said that the boy's sister is still there Is it?" After saying the last sentence, he looked straight into the depths of Mu Feng's eyes.

He had seen Lin Lang, and that was the only thing Mu Feng thought of.It took a moment to realize that Mei Changsu was probably an old friend, but she didn't dare to bet on that when Lin Lang was involved.So it turned into a sentence, "I have no way of knowing, this is Mr. Su's story."

Mei Changsu didn't miss the flash of wavering, he strengthened his mind, and narrated in a softer voice, "Then let's continue the story. The boy grew into a teenager, and he took his younger sister out on the Lantern Festival once. To play, he left his sister to others and slipped away by himself. So in order to apologize, he gave a set of terracotta figurines of the Chinese zodiac, each palm-sized. My sister likes it very much. The Wu Ma Wei Yang was broken. My sister was sad and the boy was anxious, so he carved a wooden horse and a wooden sheep out of wood to make up for his sister. Unfortunately, the workmanship was not good, the horns of the sheep were crooked, and the horse forgot its eyes.”

Fog welled up in Mu Feng's eyes, what Mei Changsu said was something only she and Brother knew.Could it be that he knew brother, Mu Feng was also a little shaken.

"Su showed his sincerity, I don't know if Miss Mufeng is satisfied." Mei Changsu also knew, only a little bit short.

"The story is very touching, but Mu Feng has never met Mr. Su before." Mu Feng looked over, asking for confirmation.

Mei Changsu's voice was no longer calm, "Because when the family was in trouble, the young man also escaped death and changed his appearance."

Now that they have changed their appearance, why do they come to recognize each other? Times have changed, but it is not safe and sound.Mu Feng wanted to ask one last question, "So Mr. Su trusts Mu Feng like that?"

Mei Changsu could ask Langya Pavilion to investigate, but he wanted to hear Mu Feng's own confession, telling him that there were blood relatives still alive.He breathed a sigh of relief, and said the last words, "If you guess at each other and you can't come to a stalemate, let your brother speak first. The word 'feng' is drawn for 'Mu' and that's Lin Fan. I'm Lin Shu, are you Xiao Fan? ?”

Mu Feng took a step forward and asked, "Do you have a certificate?"

Mei Changsu took out a silver bracelet from the box beside him, and handed it to Mu Feng.

Mu Feng took it with both hands, rubbing the word "Lin Shu" engraved on the bracelet over and over again.Prince Jing once said that if the court did not find Lin Shu's body and bracelet, it must be brother who really came back to look for her.He raised his head, his eyes were full of tears, all emotions burst at this moment, and he choked up the last secret signal, "Later, my brother re-carved the horns, and my sister painted the eyes on the horse. Yes, I was called Lin a long time ago. Fan."

Mei Changsu hugged Mu Feng, and couldn't help but wet his eyes.The emotions of many encounters have been turned into the simplest words.

"Xiao Fan, so you are still alive."

"Brother, so you are still alive"

"Xiaofan, how have you been doing all these years?"

"Brother, you have worked hard these years."

After an unknown amount of time, the two were finally able to speak calmly, and they couldn't help but ask about the things they cared about the most.

Mei Changsu looked at the graceful Lin Fan, who was already too different from the person he remembered.Thinking of the tattoos she saw just now, she couldn't help but think that her current identity is a relative confiscated by a prisoner, which was not something she accepted.He said the plan he had thought up a long time ago, "Xiaofan, I have heard about your affairs, do you want to go to Jiangzuo?"

Mu Feng was lowering his head to straighten his sleeves. When he heard the words, he looked over, shook his head, and said, "Anonymous? No need." After a pause, ignoring Mei Changsu's slightly frowned eyebrows, he asked, "Brother, when you return to Beijing this time, Set foot in the court, meddling in seizing the heir, but to overturn the case for revenge?"

"It is my lifelong wish to bring justice back to the [-] loyal souls." Mei Changsu's voice was very low, but none of the words revealed firmness.

Mu Feng nodded in understanding, and asked again: "Is there anything I can help, brother, please feel free to speak frankly."

Mei Changsu didn't intend to put his sister in danger, and only replied, "As long as you are safe and sound. Xiaofan, listen to my brother, don't stay in a place like Shengping Pavilion. If you don't want to go to Jiangzuo, I will try my best to save you." Arranged by the capital."

Hearing this sentence, Mu Feng frowned, but he restrained himself.Brother’s idea is very good, but she can’t give up her previous efforts, so she can only give him a negative answer, “Brother’s words, if ten years ago, no, if someone said to me five years ago, I must be grateful, and I can repay you with my wealth and life. But now you are willing to do this for me. Although I am grateful, I feel that it is meaningless and I don’t want to agree.”

With sadness and remorse in his eyes, Mei Changsu asked softly, "You're blaming me, aren't you?"

"I know I shouldn't think so, but you have dreams and great achievements, so how can you have the time to worry about an ordinary little girl like me." In the hidden corner of his heart, Mu Feng also wanted to ask, since you are still alive, since you are still alive You are Jiangzuo Meilang, since you can turn clouds and rain in Jinling City, why, why don't you come to me.

Mu Feng's answer was also light, but it hit Mei Changsu hard. "It's really my fault. When I woke up from a serious injury, I got the news that my uncle's family had died. I couldn't find anything else."

"I know, I know I don't blame you, but I'm always sad every year." Mu Feng lowered his head, unable to say this to Mei Changsu.

Mei Changsu took Mu Feng's hand, held it tightly, and said, "Xiao Fan, don't be angry. Since you and I know each other, my brother will make arrangements for you."

Mu Feng's voice suddenly increased, "The so-called arrangement is to change your identity and rely on the power of the Jiangzuo League to find some young talent to marry?"

"Of course pick the one you like, that's what my aunt is looking forward to, isn't it?"

Mu Feng pulled out his hand, opened the distance silently, and returned to the position that a normal guest and host should have.He replied calmly, "Unfortunately, I am not the little girl I was back then, and what I want is not these anymore."

Mei Changsu also felt somewhat resentful, and raised his voice, "Then what do you want? And what's going on with you and Xiao Jingyan?"

At this moment, Mu Feng's tone was calm, and he explained: "Brother, don't speculate on my mind casually. Prince Jing, it's just a coincidence. After these years of twists and turns, I don't care about marriage and love for a long time. Brother, You have your ambitions, and I have mine."

"Brother supports you. Does it have anything to do with your persistence to leave the Shengping Pavilion?" As his only relative and only sister, Mei Changsu is willing to do his best to satisfy Mu Feng's wishes, but he also has his principles and opinions .

Mu Feng didn't like Mei Changsu's coaxing tone, so he stood up and left the table, and announced in the middle of the hall, "It does matter. My dream is to return to this world as Lin Fan dignifiedly one day. Brother, don't you want to be a loyal soul?" Rehabilitation? Xiaofan is waiting, he will wait in the Shengping Hall, until the imperial decree comes to avenge my grievances, wait until the imperial decree resets the Lin clan's ancestral hall, and I, we will rebuild the lintel as the descendants of the Lin clan in a fair and just manner."

"Xiaofan, this is all my responsibility." Mei Changsu had already stood up and came in front of Mu Feng. Her words inspired the blood in her heart, but she was still disappointed because of her short life.

"I am willing to bear these, and I have Lin's pride." Seeing the sadness in Mei Changsu's eyes flashing away, Mu Feng felt unhappy.

"It's because I came back too late. But my brother still hopes that you think twice." This is the end of the words, and I don't know what else to talk about.

Mu Feng looked at the sky and said, "Yes, it's too late." Turning his head and looking at Mei Changsu for a long time, he finally said, "I'm going back. Brother, take your leave."

"Xiaofan..." Mei Changsu wanted to keep something more, but he could only see the back of him leaving.

Coming out of the Su residence, Ding Yi saw that Mu Feng's makeup was damaged, and asked worriedly, "What's wrong?"

While touching up his makeup on the carriage, Mu Feng replied, "An old friend. Ah Yi, please keep today's matter a secret." The word old man is a taboo for everyone in the Shengping Pavilion.

Ding Yi nodded, and replied: "Don't worry." He never casually told anyone about Mu Feng.

Mu Feng wasn't worried that her casual promises wouldn't count, and Ding Yi took every word of her words to heart.