Jiang Qing

As soon as the first snow stopped, Mei Shao and Bai Bingchen set off for Jingzhou.

After the snow melted, the road was muddy and difficult to walk. Fortunately, they were not in a hurry, so they wandered slowly all the way to Jingzhou.

Mei Shao originally thought that Bai Bingchen would take her to the Zhou Mansion, but unexpectedly he ordered the coachman to go around twice, but stopped at the end of a street quite far from the Zhou Mansion.

Away from the bustling place, this street looks much deserted, and most of the alleys are filled with houses, which are not the houses that Bai Bingchen would choose with his current financial resources.

The rest of them were sent to the inn by Bai Bingchen, and when the coachman delivered them, only the two of them were left.

Without a group of people huddling around, the surroundings were extremely quiet. Bai Bingchen took out a key from his pocket and opened the door of the house.

The courtyard is not big, and a jujube tree is planted near the entrance. It is bare, against the dusty walls and bricks, without any vitality.

Facing the cold air, Mei Shao shrugged her nose, it was not the winter cold, but the coldness of the house that had not been lived in for a long time.

Glancing at Bai Bingchen's calm face as usual, Mei Shao leaned closer, moved into his cloak, and held his hand.

It was really cold.Mei Shao frowned lightly, and squeezed it lightly.

Bai Bingchen's heart was not as calm as he showed.

"It's still clean here." Mei Shao still clinging to his hand, turned his eyes slightly, and turned around the small house.

Although there are not many furnishings in the house, it is clean, not even a layer of thin dust has accumulated, and it can be seen that people often come to clean it on weekdays.

Mei Shao intentionally exerted a little strength to shake his hand, and the strength from his hand made Bai Bingchen's heart slowly fall to the ground. He turned his head, showed a very shallow smile to Mei Shao, and said softly: "This is mother's hand." Before you married into Zhou Mansion, you took the house I lived in with you."

Bai Bingchen's plain face was exposed from the snow-white fur, he was obviously smiling, but Mei Shao caught a trace of loneliness in his eyes.

After all, Zhou Yue was still Wu Chufu's own flesh and blood. Bai Bingchen personally killed him. No matter how lenient his mother was, it would be unacceptable. Even if he returned to Jingzhou, he would not be able to return to Zhou Mansion.

"Actually, I was very young when I was in the same sad valley. As far as I can remember, I grew up in this house. Uncle Ji often visited my mother and brought me up. Until my mother married into Zhou Mansion That's why he came less often. The man in the Zhou Mansion had long since taken a fancy to my mother, and often went to her pharmacy for a whole day, and he didn't get annoyed when people saw him laughing. But my mother ignored him earlier , I agreed later for some reason, and I followed my mother from this house to the Zhou residence."

Bai Bingchen exhaled lightly, and the white hot air condensed into a thin layer of mist in front of his eyes, making the front a bit blurred, so he took advantage of this short blur to tell the unknown past: "Maybe I am really I know that the person in the Zhou Mansion is sincere to his mother, but after they have Zhou Yue, I can't say whether I am happy or unhappy, but I just feel that I seem to be a little redundant. Without me, my mother might be better off. But I still try my best to blend in with them. The kindness I treat Zhou Yue may not be the pure kindness that a brother treats a younger brother, but a kind of wanting to use him, borrowing With this kindness, I can gain a foothold in the Zhou family."

He laughed softly, with a mocking look in his eyes, dissecting himself without hesitation, and said: "You see, I already knew how to handle people's hearts when I was so young. No wonder my father said that I was born to be According to the power minister, my heart has always been dark. But if I have a little bit of brotherhood towards Zhou Yue, I may not kill him so neatly, but I do it without hesitation. Killing him, I will not kill him. I don’t regret it, so I should also bear the consequences.”

"I just want to take you back to have a look. In fact, Jingzhou Heping is not even my home."

Seeing his sober expression, Mei Shao was impulsive and swallowed "Then what is your home" that came to his lips.

He sees both others and himself so thoroughly, he is so calm that he doesn't need Mei Shao's enlightenment and comfort.

After packing up the things they brought, the sky gradually sank.

Although the house is regularly cleaned and cleaned, it is still far from ready for people to live in.Bai Bingchen took Mei Shao to buy some supplies and food in the market, and when he returned to the house, there were people in the courtyard.

Mei Shao glanced at the carriage at the door and the hunched figure standing in the yard, took a step forward, and unconsciously covered Bai Bingchen behind him.

Bai Bingchen came out from behind him, and hesitantly called out to the back, "Uncle Zhou?"

The turned face was the same as the kind look in memory, except for the wrinkles at the corners of the eyes and the gray hair on the temples, he hadn't changed much, even the way he looked at Bai Bingchen was usual gentle.

"Chufu asked me to pick you up." Zhou Changming didn't explain how he knew Bai Bingchen was back.There was no estrangement between his every move, as if Bai Bingchen had never left.

Bai Bingchen's eyes darkened for a moment, then he walked up to Mei Shao and saluted Zhou Changming.

The food packed from the restaurant was still steaming, and the aroma moved from Bai Bingchen's hands to Mei Shao's.

Mei Shao glanced down at the meal he handed her, held him with the other hand, and said in a deep voice, "I'll go with you."

Bai Bingchen patted his hand twice, returned a relieved look, turned around and followed Zhou Changming away.

Bai Bingchen and Zhou Changming were not close at all, and they had nothing to say along the way, but fortunately, the Zhou Mansion was not far away, and after two incense sticks, the carriage stopped at the Zhou Mansion.

Looking at the black wooden door, some things that Bai Bingchen thought had been hidden in the depths of his memory quietly sprouted at this moment.

Bai Bingchen took a deep breath and stepped into the Zhou Mansion.

He knew in his heart that he couldn't avoid it, and he still had to explain to his mother face to face about Zhou Yue's matter.

Turning around the small flower hall, there was a purple bamboo forest. In the dull dark green, Bai Bingchen could see a woman in plain clothes sitting in front of the hall from a distance.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Wu Chufu raised her head and watched him approaching, the expressions in her eyes were complicated, and she concealed them all, closing the scroll in her hand.

"Kneel down."

Bai Bingchen glanced at her and landed on his knees.

"How did your brother die?" There was no unnecessary pleasantries, and the question was the first to come out.

"I killed it with my own hands."

Wu Chufu took a deep breath, tried her best to suppress the anger in her heart, closed her eyes and asked in a deep voice, "Why?"

Bai Bingchen changed his mind, explained to her in detail, and said after a long silence, "It's just because he betrayed me and went to another camp to fight against me."

"You bastard!" Wu Chufu yelled loudly, slamming the book in her hand on Bai Bingchen's body, and said sharply, "Just for this, you killed your own brother! When did you become like your father? That's selfish and cold-blooded! Could it be that in the eyes of your Bai family, the warmth and warmth of human relationships are not as good as power and status! Bai Bingchen...you let me down so much."

There was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth, he chuckled a few times, and said with sadness in his eyes: "Our Bai family... hahaha... don't I have my mother's blood flowing on me? Since my mother dislikes the blood of the Bai family so much, why did she stay with my father and give birth to me who is so selfish and cold! If my mother is not for power, why did she marry the Bai family! If Tong Beigu didn’t want the blessing of the court , why bother with people with official careers!"

"To me, my mother hasn't been like a mother all these years, so why should I be like a brother!" Bai Bingchen watched the anger in her eyes turn into shock and astonishment, and slowly stood up from the ground.

"This is what my mother taught me." He had never shown such a look in front of Wu Chufu, and the outburst at this time had accumulated years of grievances and unwillingness.He also wants not to be a child who abides by etiquette and can act like a baby in the arms of his parents, just like... Zhou Yue.

But have they ever given him a chance?Whether it's Wu Chufu or Bai Jianye, they never gave him a chance to be a child, and now they are blaming him for not being a child?

"Stop!" Wu Chufu hadn't recovered from the shock, her voice was trembling, "Who told you about marrying Sad Valley and the Bai family? Was it your father?"

"Mother." He gritted his teeth and said these two words, and said with a sneer: "The people in the epidemic area did not die out back then, and the anti-epidemic prescriptions of the same sad valley are still hanging in the medicine halls everywhere. , it is not difficult to check."

Wu Chufu's arrogance disappeared immediately, and the pain and sadness in her eyes were fully displayed behind Bai Bingchen's back.

What he said was indeed correct. In the eyes of the world, the Bai and Wu families were indeed a marriage, and it was a unilateral attachment to Sad Valley, which she could never deny.

After a long silence, Wu Chufu spoke again, with a hint of compromise in her hoarse voice, and said, "Go to the ancestral hall and kneel."

Bai Bingchen's body froze for a moment. He was ready to be expelled from the house, but he didn't expect Wu Chufu to relax after his rebellious words.

Bai Bingchen laughed very lightly, and said, "Mother thinks that the blood of the Bai family is suitable for the Zhou family's ancestral hall again?"

Wu Chufu didn't seem to hear the sarcasm in his words, she persisted and said: "Today is the winter solstice. Go and kneel down and offer a stick of incense to your brother."

As soon as this remark came out, she seemed to have forgiven not only the insulting thing she said just now, but also Zhou Yue's matter.

Bai Bingchen paused for two seconds, then got up and walked to the west, which is the ancestral hall of the Zhou family.

After a long time, Wu Chufu exhaled slowly, with an undisguised tiredness on her face, her gaze paused at the door, and she laughed at herself: "You heard it all."

Zhou Changming came in from the door, standing two or three steps away from her, not moving, just looking at her.

Her gaze lingered on his gentle and calm face, and finally she sighed, and said in a shivering voice: "The matter about Zhou Yue... I'm sorry for you. But Yucheng is also mine son......"

Zhou Changming took a few steps forward, carefully embraced Wu Chufu in his arms, and said in a muffled voice, "I won't blame you, I didn't expect to have a child between the two of us, and to marry you in a fair manner , has given me all I asked for.”

This person who can only deal with business and is used to looking at his face and talking was at a loss for words, but he didn't know what to say to comfort the person in his arms.

He was silent for a moment, and finally uncovered the scar in his heart, trying to comfort her, "I know, you married me to make him give up. Having Yue'er with me is also to make him give up. Now...his child killed Yue'er, it's Yue'er who paid back that person's life for you, and you don't have to make trouble with yourself anymore..."

"Then senior brother Liu's life, who should be called to pay it back..."

The unbearable crying overflowed from his robe and mixed into the vast sky.

Today is the winter solstice, burning paper and lighting candles to sacrifice to the dead.

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