My country, you can pinch it

There are all kinds of husbands in this world.There are husbands who are responsible for supporting their families and have to grit their teeth and carry the burden; there are also husbands who share weal and woe and walk with their wives;

Marquis Yunyang belongs to the last type, and later generations gave this kind of man a precise description—soft food but hard food.

A low laugh came from Shang Qingrong's mouth, she compared the people and things in Fang Jinling's story, she just felt that they were consistent everywhere, and she was the blind and stupid wife who had come down.

It was obvious that Fang Jinling was talking to her.

Although his son was weak and sick, and his mind was sensitive, when he woke up after coma, he seemed to be enlightened, his eyes were clear, and he could see right from wrong. Only he was still in the fog and lost the ability to distinguish.

"Ling'er, mother, I'm sorry." Shang Qingrong regretted not giving Fang Jinling a healthy body and choosing such a father for him.

Fang Jinling shook his head: "This is my father's responsibility, don't take it on me. Ling'er just wants to know that the minister in the story framed someone and was helpless when the son-in-law divorced his wife. What about the Xilinghou Mansion?"

Although elevating a wife is different from divorcing a wife, it is also an insult to the wife. Xilinghou's mansion is still standing in the northwest. Fang Jinling can't understand why Yunyanghou dares to behave like this so lightly.

"Ling'er, the residence of the Marquis of Xiling is far away at the border, and my father is old and has no successors!"

Fang Jinling was taken aback for a moment. He never thought that this would be the case, but thinking about it, he felt that something was wrong. "The uncles have children, so how come there are no successors?"

Shang Qingrong shook his head and sighed: "It's all girls' homes, and I don't know why. At that time, I was connected to the top six brothers. I didn't expect that in your generation, the brothers left behind are all girls' pictures."

Daughters can also inherit, no, this is ancient times... Fang Jinling looked at Shang Qingrong: "Mother, how many cousins ​​do I have?"

"Seven."

How unlikely is that?And because he would die if he had no son, Fang Jinling opened his eyes, feeling a little absurd.

"That's really God's will, but the girl is also good, there is no need to fight and kill as dangerous as a few uncles."

However, Shang Qingrong smiled wryly and said: "No one can inherit the title of the Marquis Mansion. Father is old. The Shang family should give up the military power in the northwest. No, I'm afraid it won't take that long. It is estimated that Yang Shenxing will definitely take you when he comes to power. Grandfather is old and sick, talking about things."

"That's why dad is so confident?"

Shang Qingrong sneered: "He can't wait to get on the Yang family's boat."

No matter how Shang Qingrong is in charge of the family, but the Yunyanghou's mansion is ultimately Fang, if Yunyanghou insists on raising his wife, Shang Qingrong has no choice, and the Xilinghou's mansion is even more beyond his reach.It is even more impossible for the general of the town with a heavy army in his hand to leave the border without any reason and come back to give his daughter a head start.

The bad situation made everyone around look sad. In this era, being born as a woman is inferior to men. Too many constraints are tied to them. No matter how much they pay and how much talent they show, they are directly suppressed in terms of gender. down.

Obviously, if he doesn't leave here, Shang Qingrong will inevitably fight with her husband and concubines in depression in the future, and fight for the inheritance of this marquis mansion for him by any means, like an ordinary back house woman who restricts her horizons and is mean-spirited .

It shouldn't be like this.

"Ling'er, go back and rest. You are weak, so don't think too much, mother will take care of it." Although Shang Qingrong's brows were full of melancholy, she still comforted her with a smile, hoping to reassure Fang Jinling.

However, Fang Jinling didn't move, he just asked, "Does mother miss grandpa?"

Wen Yan's eyes showed regret and guilt: "Why don't you want to, when the fourth brother and fifth brother leave, I can't go to condole and comfort my father, it's extremely unfilial."

"In that case, why don't mother go back to Cheng Huan's lap?"

Shang Qingrong was startled by Fang Jinling's words, she laughed and said, "It's a long journey, how can you go back if you go back, not to mention your body..."

However, before she finished speaking, Fang Jinling stood up, bent his knees, and before everyone could react, he knelt down neatly, looked at Shang Qingrong, and said sincerely and earnestly: "Mother, let's make peace. "

Shang Qingrong opened his eyes.

"I heard it all yesterday. I heard your heartbroken cry. Since you want to leave so much, then go."

A heartless man is not called a husband. Instead of being hurt repeatedly by him, it is better to make a difference.

Fang Jinling's actions shocked everyone around, and Nanny Lin hurried over to help her, but the latter broke free.Mother Lin anxiously said: "Master, don't talk nonsense, Madam has divorced, what do you do?"

"I'm going with my mother."

Shang Qingrong objected without thinking: "No."

However, Fang Jinling's back was straight, his eyes were firm like a rock, as if he had thought everything through: "Mother, apart from you, I don't miss this place at all, and the title of the Hou Mansion is even more disdainful. I was depressed in my heart, and then my body was covered with bruises... Ling'er doesn't know how to deal with herself from now on?"

Shang Qingrong shook his body slightly, looked at Fang Jinling who was kneeling, his eyes were red, and said in a hoarse voice: "The northwest is bitterly cold, there is a lack of medical care, what should I do about your illness..."

Fang Jinling raised his head slightly, and his slender neck exposed his collar, like ice and snow, "I can withstand the wind and sand in the northwest, and I am not afraid of the bumpy road! I have always wanted to see the place where you lived since you were a child, and to see what you said in your mouth. Instead of being trapped in this walled courtyard. Because of my physical limitations, I have to cherish the time, see what I want to see, and leave no regrets."

He is like a bamboo that is loose against the wind at the door and does not bend. He would rather be destroyed than confine himself to a field of frogs and waste his life.

"I met dad on the way here. He said that you want to make peace with him. He thinks you are messing around, but I know you are not. You can't bear it anymore!"

"Ling'er..." Shang Qingrong's tears rolled down, she bent down, took Fang Jinling's arm, and forcibly pulled him up, "Get up, I..." She burst into sobs.

Fang Jinling's strength was weak, so he didn't insist any longer. He stood up, but after saying so many words, he knelt down and got up again, his body couldn't hold it up.

But he didn't care about these things, he came today because he was determined to persuade Shang Qingrong to make peace.

He broke away from Shang Qingrong's hand, walked to a wooden cabinet behind the screen according to the appearance in memory, opened the door, and saw the wooden bracket and sword stand at a glance.

He lifted off the silk cloth covering it, revealing the three-foot green front below, and turned his head to ask Shang Qingrong who followed: "How long has it been since you let it out of its sheath?"

The moment Shang Qingrong saw the sword, his shoulders began to tremble.

She said that the Shang family had excellent marksmanship, but she loved the sword, but after she got married, just because the Marquis of Yunyang didn't like it, she never touched it again, and put it on the shelf, together with the vigor of her youth. stand up.

Once upon a time, the thousands of miles of desert in the northwest, the boundless sky, turned into the sound of camel bells, and fell into a dream.

In this situation, Nanny Lin was already in tears, covering her mouth like the two maids and crying so hard that she couldn't help herself.

Shang Qingrong slowly stretched out her hand and picked up the sword. With the clanging sound, the white blade came out of her body, reflecting the cold light. She stroked the sword, as if slowly finding the carefree, wilderness galloping The cheerful girl finally nodded slowly and said: "Okay, make peace."

Fang Jinling raised the corners of his lips, but it was a pity that the smile had not yet unfolded, and dizziness suddenly struck, but his heart beat faster for a while, and his feet seemed to be stepping on cotton wool, and he was weak. He subconsciously supported the cabinet to prevent him from falling down immediately.

This damn body is really useless, and it's protesting now.

"Ling'er!" Shocked, Shang Qing immediately dropped his sword and came to help him.

He raised his eyes weakly, and said softly, "Mother, I have to lie down..."

The Jingsi Hall is not only the study room of the Marquis of Yunyang, but also a place to meet guests with splashed ink and a place to rest at night.

At this moment, Wen Fu was carefully treating the wound on Yunyanghou's forehead, and he could still hear the master's uncontrollable moan when he pressed it to the pain.

"This woman, she really did it. All these years of virtuousness are just pretending!" Yunyang Hou hissed in pain, but he still didn't forget to complain.

At this time, there were only two of them, master and servant, and Wen Fu followed Yunyang Hou, so he was loyal and would not gossip around.

However, Wen Fu listened to this and shook his head secretly. He felt that his wife had already shown mercy.Just because he was a servant, Wen Fu knew exactly what the Marquis of Yunyang had done all these years. Even if he hadn't read the sage books, he had to say that he was too guilty and ungrateful.What happened to me today, I deserve it.

I don't even think that the Yunyang Hou's mansion can have what it is today, it's not all because of his wife?There are too many good days, and the husband and wife must be happy when they are separated from each other?

Wen Fu couldn't help sighing when he thought of this, but Yunyang Hou seemed to be ignited when he heard the sound, and asked with a loud voice: "Why, did I say something wrong? She grew up in the wilderness of the Northwest, and the rough I don't know etiquette, if today's matter is left in anyone's house, who would beat her husband like her? Are you bribed by her for facing her?" He stared at Wen Fu coldly, as if he was about to lift his foot in the next moment. fury.

Wen Fu was startled, knelt down quickly, and argued, "Master Hou, if the younger one is bought by the madam, how can he keep the matter of Aunt Yang and Young Master Yu in the dark? Master Hou gave the younger one face and always waited on him." , the little one must be wholeheartedly toward you!"

When Wen Fu said this, Marquis Yunyang's expression froze, and he immediately calmed down.

Indeed, there are not many people around him who he needs to trust, and if he wants to have a secret relationship with Yang Shi without telling Shang Qingrong, Wen Fu must help cover it, so he said embarrassingly: "I blamed you, get up quickly."

He rubbed the center of his brows, but moved his cheeks, with pain, and could hardly open his eyes.

Wen Fu knew that Marquis Yunyang knew what he owed, but he was afraid of being criticized by others, so he became angry from embarrassment at the slightest wind.Being a master and servant for many years, he didn't have much to say, so he asked: "The injury on the forehead is okay, but the mark on this face will not disappear tonight, Lord Hou, why don't you ask for leave tomorrow?"

The concubine that the world thinks of as a good husband who has been raised for more than ten years is enough to make an eye-catching, but with a red slap in the face, it must not become the laughing stock of the capital?

Yunyanghou nodded his head, only to feel that his whole body was burning, and he was rushing up one by one.

At this time, a gentle voice appeared at the door.

"Brother Cheng, I heard you were injured."

Yang walked in with worry, and when she saw the injury on Yunyanghou's face, she exclaimed, "Oh my God, how could it be so serious!" Her eyes were filled with shock, and then turned into crystal tears, and after a while Then two lines ran down his cheeks, and trotted in with a distressed face.

As soon as Mrs. Yang came, Wen Fu immediately gave up his seat on the side.

Yang's pear blossoms were raining, silent but crying beautifully, her whirling eyes were only looking at Marquis Yunyang, her slender fingers seemed to be touching, but she was afraid of hurting the wound again, so she said with trembling lips: "It must be very painful, right? Is my head very dizzy, I have such a big bump, and I'm bleeding..."

This full of concern, wishing to replace the pain with his body, Yunyang Hou felt comforted, held her hand and said: "It's okay, it's going to die."

"Ma'am, why are you so cruel, Lord Hou, take my concubine with you next time, I can still stand in your way."

Yunyang Hou laughed when he heard the words, and comforted him: "You are so weak, I'm afraid it's not enough for her finger. Don't worry, it's all flesh and blood injuries, just take medicine and you'll be fine."

Yang Shi nodded and said guiltily: "I know that Master Hou is here to protect our mother and son. Brother Cheng, there must be no next time, and seeing this concubine will make my heart ache to death."

"Okay, okay, get up, I'm taking the medicine." Yunyang Hou pulled Yang up with a little force on his hand.

Yang turned her head and said to Wen Fu: "What else do you need to do, I'll do it."

Wen Fu pointed to the gauze in the medicine box: "Auntie, the medicine is ready, only the gauze is left."

Yang wiped her tears with a handkerchief, rolled up her sleeves, and showed her white wrists: "Okay, Wen Fu, go to the kitchen and have a look, I let you stew some tonics to replenish Qi and restore blood to Lord Hou, that's all." Just bring it."

"Yes, Auntie."

As soon as Wen Fu left, Mrs. Yang carefully wrapped up the wound of Marquis Yunyang, tying gauze while blowing softly.

Yunyanghou joked: "What, can this blow away the pain?"

Yang said in a low voice: "In the past, Yu'er was bullied and injured, so I wanted me to blow it and give medicine at the same time, saying that it could blow away the pain."

Yunyang Hou was silent when he heard the words, he could guess why Fang Jinyu was being bullied, an illegitimate child with an unknown father, it was the best excuse for bullying.

He said sincerely: "It's hard for you."

Yang's heart felt sour, and she shook her head: "It doesn't hurt at all to be able to stand beside Brother Cheng openly, and for Yu'er to call you daddy."

Yunyanghou raised his hand and patted her wrist, without saying anything.

Yang wrapped her gauze lightly, looked at the guilt in his eyes, bit her lip, and finally asked: "Brother Cheng, what do you say with your wife today? She..."

"She didn't agree." Yunyang Hou replied, then he lowered his eyes, and said after a long time, "Just wait."

In an instant, the hope in Yang's eyes dimmed, and he almost twisted the gauze in his hand like a handkerchief.Of course she expected that Shang Qingrong would not agree, but Yunyang Hou said in front of Yang Songbai that it doesn't matter whether he agrees or not, he will make her equal to his wife on his own.

But why did she have to wait now?

Fortunately, she came back to her senses quickly and didn't hurt Yunyanghou's wound. She rewrapped the gauze, took a deep breath, and said with a strong face: "It's okay, Brother Cheng asked me to wait, and I will wait obediently." Come on, don't make it difficult for you."

Yunyanghou held Yang Shi's hand and heaved a sigh of relief: "Xue'er, I know you are the most understanding."

Yunyang Hou regretted it, not because of anything else, but because he thought of the words Fang Jinling turned back when he left Songzhuyuan today.

"Father, have you ever thought about whether this move is exactly what Master Yang wants, or is it a hindrance?"

Did Yang Shenxing, who had just returned to court, hope that his daughter would receive preferential treatment because of him, or did he care more about his reputation?Regardless of whether this flat wife is what Yunyang Hou himself intended, it has nothing to do with him.

The author has something to say:

Fang Jinling: Stay away from the scumbag and find yourself, you can do it, mother!

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