Throwing down the bear child of the Flower God[Comprehensive]

After lunch, the Eldest Young Master and the Third Young Master settled accounts in the room as usual.

After finishing the accounts, the two young masters did not leave, but closed the door and talked about themselves.

"Brother, Master Zhu is also following the example of Eunuch Niu today. He came to our house to show filial piety." The third young master narrowed his eyes and smiled meaningfully as he spoke.

The young master also raised the corner of his mouth, "Give it to him, it's just another place to put the money, people who are full can't run, and it hurts even more."

Hearing what his elder brother said, the third young master completely grinned, "After all, it's time for our fifth younger brother to be promoted. I don't think it's necessary to go to Beijing, and it's the same when we go home."

The Eldest Young Master casually rubbed Bai Yu's fingers, nodded and said: "Four younger brothers in Beijing are enough." At the end, he added, "The Hua family should also get rid of the days of swallowing their anger."

Today's Hua family is no longer the one that had no power to fight back. Two of the seven sons entered the court as officials.

The fourth young master is a disciple of Li Dongyang, a cabinet bachelor, and has been staying in Beijing. Although his official position is not high or low, he still has some energy. Master's handwriting.

Not to mention the current status of the Jacquard family as the crown prince, son, and party. As the crown prince, son, and party's largest treasury, the princess's hiding place, the prince will not let the Hua family be wronged even if he tries his best.Therefore, not only the fifth young master can be promoted this time, but also the fourth young master's official position will also go up.

Thinking of this, the third young master rubbed his palms in satisfaction.

The third young master is not very worried about the consequences of becoming a crown prince, son, or party member. There are risks involved in doing great things. If the Hua family does not go through this experience, relying on the official positions of the two sons alone, I am afraid that they will not be able to succeed in a hundred years. Days, always live a day of ruining money and eliminating disasters, and being oppressed by others.

If this kind of life goes on for a long time, those evil wolves in the officialdom will not only want the Hua family's wealth, but also want the Hua family's life.

"It's a disaster to have money but no power. With the crown prince this time, it's time for the Hua family to take a step forward." The third young master bit his voice while speaking, and changed his tone at the end of the sentence with ease.

"Don't talk nonsense," the young master frowned when he heard such words, and disagreed, "I'll just raise the princess with all my heart and repay the crown prince. Even if I advance, it can only be a small step."

Compared with the third young master, the eldest young master thinks deeper.

There have been too many tragedies in the past. No one can know what kind of character the prince will be in the future.Therefore, the Fanhua family's helping the prince cannot be done for profit, but only for kindness and righteousness.

If the matter fails, the Hua family will repay their favor and fulfill their righteousness; if the matter succeeds, the princess grew up in the Hua family. Why insist on joining the power center?

Since ancient times, wealth and power have come to an end. For the Hua family, the most important thing is to educate the next generation so that there will be no successors in the future.

Facing the warning from the eldest young master, the third young master was a little disapproving, but he didn't say a word.

The Eldest Young Master and the Third Young Master have been brothers for many years, so how can they not see it, but it's still early, and it's time to finish talking here, so he took the initiative to change the subject and discuss the business with the Third Young Master.

On the other side, Lingbi just woke up leisurely, her eyes were very confused.

The words Hua Er Er said when he was holding her today made her suddenly fearful, she didn't dare to think about anything, she felt very sleepy, and quickly threw herself into sleep to escape, but now that she woke up, her heart was even more terrified. pain.

Lingbi looked around and saw that Hua's second child was not by her side, she felt even more troubled for a moment, she climbed out of bed carefully, fumbling with her little hands to put the shoes and socks on her feet, suddenly recalled that she did the same thing when she woke up a few days ago Looking for Huamanlou, he was stunned for a moment.

In fact, Ling Bi didn't understand what regret was, but she felt the pain deeply.

Although Lingbi's life is only eight years, she has experienced more ups and downs than an ordinary person's lifetime.

In these eight years, is there anything she can grasp?

No.

In these eight years, is there anything she can always have?

No.

In these eight years, is there anyone who can accompany her all the time?

No, nothing.

What she could grasp was finally let go, and what she could have was taken away maliciously, and those who were willing to accompany her died for her, and even her brother, who was dependent on each other, had been separated from her.

She has nothing, only fear and uneasiness in her heart. She thought that she could only die silently and helplessly in her life, but after all, she waited for Hua Ruling, Hua's family, etc. With a warm smile, he would rather have his hands cut off than hug her Seventh Brother tightly.

This time, she really thought that she could grasp something, she could have someone to love her, she could have a home, she was willing to live here, waiting for the day when she would meet her brother.

Therefore, when Hua Manlou seriously asked her if she trusted Seventh Brother, no one knew how much panic and fear she had to hold back before she uttered the letter.She was willing to trust Huamanlou, and was willing to look forward to a better life without reservation, but at the next moment, Huamanlou betrayed her directly.

Ling Bi rubbed her eyes, bent over and crawled out of the door as before.She stands when the building is full of flowers, and climbs when the building is not full of flowers. The same is walking, and it is no different for her.

She climbed out of the yard and went to the lake where Hua Lao Er used to stay. Along the way, no servant dared to approach her.

The area in front of me is full of rockery, only a narrow path is slightly exposed in it.

Lingbi struggled to move in the path. Several times, the splint on her injured leg got stuck in the mud. When she finally climbed out of the cave, she was as dirty as a mud doll.However, she was very happy, because when she used to go to the lake, she was always carried by Hua Manlou and walked across the veranda. Today, she was alone, so she chose a shortcut that could only accommodate her alone.

That's good, Lingbi thought paranoidly, from now on she will walk alone and stay wherever she wants, and never see Brother Qi again.

Just thinking about it, Lingbi's elbow suddenly softened, and he was about to roll into the stream formed behind the slope and surrounded by mountains.

In a blink of an eye, a pair of big hands came out from behind Lingbi, clasped her waist and lifted her up, just like in a dream that day.

The person who came was naturally Huamanlou, and at this moment, he was already holding Lingbi in his arms.

Ling Bi looked back, only to see that Hua Manlou's slightly haggard face was still smiling warmly as usual.His white shirt was stained with a lot of plaster and wrinkled everywhere. Standing like this among the mountains and rivers, he seemed to bring out the infinite poetic charm of the rockery and shallow water.

The current Lingbi didn't buy it for him, as soon as she saw who was hugging her, she immediately struggled violently.

She doesn't want to hug Huamanlou, and she doesn't want to see him!

So, Lingbi tried her best to beat Huamanlou's shoulders and arms, but Huamanlou still held her firmly as if she didn't feel it.

A cool wind suddenly picked up, and Hua Manlou's bandaged arm under the sleeve flashed past, faintly bleeding.

Ling Bi was suddenly fixed as if someone had tapped the acupoints, and then slowly lowered her hands.

At this moment, there was the whining of a flute coming from a distance, the sound was vicissitudes and desolate, as if the world was suddenly barren, endless, only this Xiao, this sound.

Since Lingbi was born, she has never heard the sound of silk and bamboo, and she was taken away by the sound of the flute for a while, only to feel that all the thoughts, sorrows and fears in her heart were already in the whimper of the flute.She turned her head and looked into the distance, leaning forward eagerly.

Hua Manlou knew what she was thinking, put his arms around her shoulders, and walked towards the sound of the flute.

Birds pressed against the branches, spread their wings away from the branches, and circled alternately in the air, as if they were obsessed with the mourning.

Huamanlou walked across the stone bridge and along the path by the stream. In the distance, the sound of the flute guided his steps and tugged at Lingbi's heart.He walked through the semi-circular corridor, step by step, following the sound of the flute.

On both sides of the veranda, flowers of various colors are in full bloom, and the sound of flute passing by seems to darken these delicately colored flowers one by one.

Hua Manlou walked up the stone steps and up the rockery to a high place. He tightened his arms, holding the Lingbi and stood on the high place leaning on the railing.

In an instant, Lingbi's eyes widened.

The lake is as dead as a seal, and all kinds of trees grow around the water, and the ups and downs are different when viewed from a high place.Contrary to the disappointment on the lake, life is everywhere on the shore, and countless flowers are blooming on the branches, filling the lake water piece by piece.

There is a person standing on the boat in the lake, the person holding Xiao.

At this moment, the flute music has come to an end, the pitch rises in vain, and the connection of the music is almost harsh, but it expresses all the sorrow and resentment of the person holding the Xiao.When Lingbi heard this, she couldn't feel her heart groaning, she closed her eyes and buried her head in Huamanlou's arms.Gradually, the tone changed from high to low, as if weeping and complaining, as if yearning for an old friend.

Lingbi turned her head to look again, only to feel that there was no beauty of flowers surrounding the water in front of her eyes, it was clearly a desolate scene of withered fragrances, dead trees and exhausted water!

The sound of the flute finally weakened, and stopped abruptly in the decadence, leaving only the lingering lingering sound.And the spring and colors in this March have been permanently dimmed in this lingering sound.

Lingbi didn't know where she was, she thought of her elder brother whom she couldn't meet in the distance, the dilapidated house full of blood, and the eunuchs and maids who died in front of her without hesitation, all she felt was tears like beans, The liver and gallbladder are afraid of being broken.

She has lost too much, she doesn't want to lose anything, and she doesn't want to see others lose anything.

Lingbi turned her head and looked back at Huamanlou. Countless resentment and anger were reborn in her heart. She pushed Huamanlou violently, and as soon as she landed, she screamed not to allow Huamanlou to approach. Hua Manlou drove away far away, and then stumbled all the way towards the lake.

On the lake, there is still a bare piece of water, still a slumped boat, still the barefooted person who is like a fairy who doesn't know the cold.

Hua Lao Er was holding a jug in one hand, and was pouring wine with his head up.He drank so fiercely, the wine slipped from his lips, flowed over his chin and chest, almost soaking his sleeves completely, but he still ignored it, pouring pot after pot with a desperate attitude. liquor.

In addition to the wine, there is also blood that penetrates the clothing.

There was a deep wound on Hua Lao Er's wrist, and blood flowed out from the wound, almost staining his entire arm red.He didn't care, and still raised his head to drink. Only when the blood in the wound was solidified, would he put down the jug, pick up the dagger and cut the wound open.

This is a blood sacrifice.

For Hua Lao Er, his friend who had vowed to live and die together died wronged. He could not avenge him, and he could not go with him. Can't die!Funny, how funny, this is really a very ridiculous thing, so he laughed with all his strength.

He was clearly still smiling, but Hua Laoer raised his head and lifted the jug, he choked on the wine and coughed heart-piercingly, but he still drank and laughed after coughing.

Lingbi stood on the shore watching this scene, her heart felt like being pierced by thousands of needles, and was squeezed and kneaded at will.

What is regret, what is suffering, at this moment, she understands, understands everything.

She climbed onto the boat, and the boat was full of empty wine jugs. She groped forward among the pile of wine jugs, and suddenly found a jade flute.She thought of the flute sound just now, and suddenly wanted to cry again, but it seemed that she couldn't cry.She crawled to Hua Laoer's side, and slapped the flagon off his hand.When the flagon fell to the ground, she slipped and fell hard on the boat.

Hua Laoer didn't care about Lingbi, he lay down with his head up, took out another jug ​​of wine, and drank it desperately, Lingbi struggled to get up and pushed him, but he didn't move, he was annoyed by the push , he turned sideways and curled up, as if he had turned into a puddle of mud.

"No, Xu, drink..." Lingbi felt pain in his heart, and his rough voice instantly became sharp, "Don't, laugh!"

Hua Er was indifferent.

Lingbi was helpless for a while, but sobbed because of grievances. While sobbing, she pushed Hua's second child again. Seeing that he still looked like he had no business, Lingbi couldn't help crying loudly.

This was the first time she was crying like a real child, she didn't understand why it happened, why Hua Erer lived such a torment, why she was born to be tortured, why did God treat them like this?What did they do wrong?

She thought, she was really scared, she was afraid that she would regret it, and she would become another second child in the future, because of a little thing, she gave up Brother Seven who treated her so well, and missed the opportunity to get a home Chance.She suddenly longed to see Hua Manlou, wanted him to hug her, wanted to reconcile with him.

However, she had driven him away.

Lingbi's crying stopped for an instant, she opened her eyes wide, opened and closed her small mouth slowly, and cried again until heartbroken.

Seventh brother will never come again, Lingbi thought desperately, who will save her, save Hua's second child?

Tears blurred her eyes, she suddenly felt that someone was standing in front of her, she raised her head, eyes full of water could not see everything in front of her, she stretched out her hand to grope forward, a big hand wrapped her tightly Small hands, firm and warm.

Whoosh, teardrops flowed from the sockets of his eyes and fell on that big warm hand.

When Lingbi's world became clear again, she was hugged in someone's arms, and a strand of shiny but soft hair brushed against her cheek, itching.

"Don't cry, I'm here." Hua Manlou's voice was as warm as the sun, reassuring, "Second brother will be fine."

Without any more hesitation, Lingbi stretched out her hands and hugged Hua Manlou tightly, and she cried even more sadly than before.

"Seventh brother..." Lingbi cried so hard that she could hardly speak, "I believe you, I believe you..."

"I know." Hua Manlou murmured, "I know everything."

So stop crying, my little sister, Seventh Brother will always be with you and protect you, forever and ever.

The author has something to say: Due to the needs of the plot, the time for Li Dongyang's entry into the cabinet was greatly advanced, so I ask the party to pat~

In history, Xiaozong only reigned for 15 years. His son was a faint king who died early and had no offspring. The throne was finally inherited by the vassal king.So, why don't good people get rewarded!Alas, in writing this article, besides Huamanlou, I also want to write about this period of history, and give this good emperor a better ending~

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