Being a Lady of an Influential Family

There were only two people left in the room, and the atmosphere was slightly awkward for a moment.

Du Jun Fu's face also lost the arrogance he had faced Xiao Zhu earlier, he looked at Zhuo Lin and hesitated for a while but didn't say anything.

Zhuo Lin, who was obviously guilty and guilty, naturally saw it, and couldn't help but sighed softly in her heart. It is impossible to say that she has no resentment towards Fu Zheng at all, as long as she thinks that her son has been by Fu Zheng's side for almost 30 years, if he is the youngest of the Fu family, if he hadn't been protected by the old master and the old lady of the Fu family I'm afraid it's not as good as a child from an ordinary family, no matter how rational a person is, he can't help but vent his anger.

But on the other hand, Zhuo Lin also knew that it was meaningless to blame Fu Zheng for this kind of thing.

The child she gave birth to herself was not found by someone else, so how could she expect Fu Zheng, a person who didn't even know the existence of this child?

Zhuo Lin also knew what happened in those years, Fu Zheng's time at home was probably less than half a month a year.

As for the issue of education, not to mention, not to mention that his son will soon be in his thirties, even if he is really a child, Fu Zheng doesn't think there is any problem with his education.

In Fu Dujun's eyes, it's good for girls to be well-clothed and well-fed at home, and someone to teach them to read and write. Boys have to be beaten and honed to become talents. And the gap between Fu Fengcheng and Fu Yucheng further strengthened Governor Fu's thoughts.

Fu Fengcheng is loved by no one, and everything depends on himself to grow outstandingly now. Fu Yucheng was doted on by the Feng family since he was a child. If it hadn't been repaired several times this year, the mud would not be able to support the wall, so... There is nothing wrong with Dujun Fu's educational philosophy!

Fu Zheng has become more and more stubborn these years, and Zhuo Lin didn't intend to tell him any old feelings, so naturally she didn't bother to settle old scores with him.

It's just that Governor Fu has a guilty conscience, and always feels that Zhuo Lin is here to settle old scores with him. After all, Zhuo Lin has never been a gentle and careless woman.

So inevitably a little nervous.

Seeing his alert face, Zhuo Lin couldn't help but raised her hand to cover her eyes and sighed.

After a while, he put down his hand and looked directly at someone again, and said in a deep voice, "Fu Zheng, let's talk."

Governor Fu coughed lightly, and sat upright, "What do you want to talk about? Let's talk about it first... Boss will never leave with you."

Zhuo Lin was speechless, but after all the years of being in the officialdom, she still had a bit of edges and corners. She raised her eyebrows slightly and said, "Oh? Won't you come with me? Why?"

Du Jun raised his hand and wanted to shoot the case, but this action is currently quite difficult for him. As soon as he raised his hand, the wound on his chest began to throb, so he had no choice but to support the table with both hands, "He is the eldest son of my old Fu's family! The young commander of the six southern provinces, I will go with you to the four northern provinces to give Long Xiao Is that old boy working?"

Zhuo Lin was not angry, she picked up the tea on the table and took a sip, "Fu Zheng, I only have this one son."

Governor Fu rubbed his forehead and said in a low voice, "If you don't want to part with it, you can come back to Yongcheng, isn't it just a governor? Who doesn't seem like that yet?"

As soon as he looked up, he looked at Zhuo Lin with a smile that was not a smile, so Governor Fu knew that this proposal might not work, so he thought about it and gritted his teeth again and again, "The big deal, I will pay you a son! The second, the third, the fifth, and the sixth, you can choose one at will." Take it away!"

"..." Ms. Zhuo said that she just wanted to put the tea cup in her hand on Fu Zheng's face, "You think I'm stupid? Give you my son and then have to raise him for you?"

"Then what do you want?!" Governor Fu was a little annoyed but still tried to "reason" with his ex-wife, "The boss stays in Fu's house, and the entire six southern provinces will be his in the future. If he follows you to the four northern provinces, Isn’t that short of that boy Long Yue? Now it’s not that time when we were back then, even if he is promising again, it would be even more difficult for him to lay down a piece of land by himself. Besides, if you have a ready-made one, don’t you have to let him do it all over again? You Are you stupid?"

"..." Didn't you insist on arguing with me about this issue from the beginning to the end?

Zhuo Lin is not a noble mother, of course she knows what maximizing benefits is. As a mother, she certainly knows how to strive for the greatest advantages and benefits for her son, not to mention that this is what he deserves.

So from the beginning to the end, she never mentioned that Fu Fengcheng would go to Yunzhou with her. Who knows what is wrong with Fu Zheng to stalk her on this issue?

Zhuo Lin raised her eyebrows slightly, "Oh? The six southern provinces are all from Fengcheng? How did I remember that you still have the second, third, fifth, and sixth?"

Governor Fu waved his hand, and said disapprovingly, "Can it be the same?" In the eyes of Governor Fu, a son and an heir have never been the same thing.

Maybe he was shaken once, but that was when Fu Fengcheng's hope of recovery was really almost cut off. At that time, I thought it would be good if Fu Fengcheng's injury didn't affect his life. How could he think of an heir?

In this way, Governor Fu can also be said to be quite ruthless. After making an arbitrary decision, he will never give other sons a chance again.

But in today's world, the entire six southern provinces belong to him. He naturally has the right to do whatever he wants, who dares to say that he is wrong?

Zhuo Lin rested her chin on one hand and looked at the person in front of her. Governor Fu stared at her warily, "What are you looking at?"

Zhuo Lin looked away lightly, and said, "It's nothing, I want to see Mrs. Feng."

Governor Fu breathed a sigh of relief, and felt that the discussion about his son's ownership was over, "It's locked in the yard, just go. You can do whatever you want."

Zhuo Lin chuckled, "You can do whatever you want?"

Governor Fu nodded and said, "Naturally, what's the problem?"

"No problem." Zhuo Lin said, "Heal your wounds well, I'll go first." After so many years, she and Fu Zheng really had nothing to talk about. Even if she wanted to recall the past, she couldn't think of anything to talk about with Fu Dujun's face.

In essence, good-looking people are all color control.

"Wait!" Fu Zheng quickly called her to stop, Zhuo Lin was a little puzzled, "What else?"

Fu Zheng hesitated for a moment before asking, "You and...you and Xiao..."

Zhuo Lin was thinking about going to see Mrs. Feng, a little carelessly, "Huh? What's the matter?"

Hearing that he stopped speaking after only a few words, he looked up at him in surprise.

Governor Fu said angrily, "I said...you and Xiao Zhu, what's going on?"

"You're just asking this?" Zhuo Lin was a little speechless, but Governor Fu said confidently, "I can't ask?"

Zhuo Lin stood up and said slowly, "First, it's none of your business. Second, you think too much. Let's go, you can recover from your injuries."

"Hey! You woman..." Governor Fu became a little anxious, Zhuo Lin looked down at Humanity sitting on the sofa and said, "If you have time to meddle in my business, why don't you take care of your own family affairs. Don't worry, if I When you get married, I will send you a wedding message."

"Who the hell wants your wedding invitation!?" Governor Fu yelled angrily, and when he remembered Zhuo Lin's first sentence, he blushed for a while, and muttered in a low voice, "Who knows what those women think? Where does labor and management have so much time to care about these things?" Breaking things? If you are worried about your son, then when you come back, labor and capital will let you take care of it."

Finally, Zhuo Lin couldn't help but rolled her eyes, "Fu Zheng, you look pretty ugly, but you think beautifully. I'm leaving, I won't see you again, it hurts my eyes!" After speaking, she turned and opened the door and walked out. The slightest meaning of staying.

Du Jun Fu, who was thrown in the room, was stunned for a long time before he finally came back to his senses and shouted angrily, "How ugly is labor and capital?! Also! What wedding invitation! You explain clearly to labor and management!"

Han Ran pushed the door open and came in, his hands trembling just as he was shaken by the roar, he raised his head and looked at Governor Fu in amazement.

Governor Fu felt that he had lost face in front of his subordinates, so he snorted and waved to him to signal him to go out.

Han Ran had no choice but to take two steps back respectfully and close the door again.

In the room, Governor Fu was sitting alone on the sofa, and couldn't help but raised his hand to touch his chin, "Is it ugly? No...it doesn't matter to her what the labor and management look like? You can take it seriously if you just say something polite to her! Hmph !"

Talking to himself didn't mean much, and Governor Fu fell silent after a while.

Leaning on the sofa and closing my eyes, the room was silent.

On the other side, Fu Fengcheng accompanied Zhuo Lin out of Dujun Fu's courtyard to the courtyard where Feng's family was under house arrest. Along the way, many servants of the Fu family couldn't help secretly eyeing the lady who was accompanied by Young Master Fu himself.

Legend has it that this is Governor Fu's original wife and Young Master Fu's biological mother. However, apart from a very small number of old people in the Fu family, almost no one in the Fu family knew that Governor Fu had married a wife, let alone that the original wife had such a powerful background.

Naturally, both Zhuo Lin and Fu Fengcheng ignored the gazes looking around, Zhuo Lin looked sideways at Fu Fengcheng and said, "Did you hear the conversation I had with Fu Zheng just now?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded slightly to show that he did hear it.

Zhuo Lin chuckled lightly and said, "That man Fu Zheng... doesn't care about anything else, but he's pretty reliable in business matters. Will I cause you any trouble when I go back to Yunzhou?"

Fu Fengcheng shook his head and said respectfully, "Mother can do her own thing with peace of mind, don't worry about us."

Zhuo Lin nodded and smiled, "If it was a different time, I really want to take you all away. But..." Raising her hand and gently patted Fu Fengcheng's shoulder, Zhuo Lin said: "Mother knows that you have to do it yourself. If there is anything I can help you with, just tell me. Do you understand?"

Fu Fengcheng nodded seriously to show that he remembered.

Zhuo Lin smiled and said, "You are capable enough to control the six southern provinces. How Anxia will go in the future depends on you young people. I know that if you put it thirty years ago, your achievements would not be lower than Your father, those years have been chaotic enough, and it’s better to be safe for the past ten years or so. Grand plans and great achievements to expand the territory are grand and exciting, but they are all piled up by human lives."

Fu Fengcheng said, "Remember your mother's teachings."

While the two were talking, they had reached the gate of Mrs. Fu's courtyard. There were several guards standing at the gate with guns. When they saw the two coming over, they immediately raised their hands in salute, "Master."

Fu Fengcheng nodded, "Open the door."

The guard didn't ask any more questions, and stepped forward to open the closed courtyard door.

Fu Fengcheng said, "Mom, go in."

Zhuo Lin smiled and said, "You wait outside, I want to talk to Feng alone."

Fu Fengcheng frowned slightly, Feng's spirit was obviously abnormal, he didn't want her to be alone with her mother.

Zhuo Lin smiled and said, "Don't worry, although I'm not as good as Sa Sa, it's not true that I'm powerless."

Fu Fengcheng instantly remembered the grenade that almost killed Ren Nanyan, nodded after hesitating, "If there is any problem, mother will call me immediately."

"Do not worry."

Zhuo Lin walked into the yard alone. Last night, it was stormy and the fallen leaves in the yard had not been cleaned. There were broken branches and fallen leaves all over the ground, and the whole yard seemed a bit cold and desolate.

As soon as Zhuo Lin walked to the entrance of the hall, she saw Feng Shi. She was sitting on the floor in the hall, as if she hadn't slept all night, and she looked haggard and old. Looking at the person who walked in, his eyes were a little dazed, and he seemed to have some doubts about the identity of the person who came.

Zhuo Lin stood at the door and looked at Feng Shi. It seemed that she hadn't changed her clothes for a few days, and the clothes on her body were wrinkled and stained with a lot of blood. Her hair was disheveled, her face was devoid of color, and even her lips were dry and peeling.

Zhuo Lin even saw that her hair was already much grayer, and it looked gray when it was caught in the black hair. In terms of age, Feng is actually a few years younger than Zhuo Lin. But the current appearance looks more than ten years older than Zhuo Lin.

"Feng..." Zhuo Lin paused for a moment, she forgot what Feng's name was after so long.

Mrs. Fu stared at Zhuo Lin's face for a long time, and her eyes finally came to her senses.

She stared fiercely at Zhuo Lin and gritted her teeth, "You are...Sheng Zhuolin!"

Zhuo Lin didn't deny it, but said, "Long time no see."

In fact, they have never met twice from the beginning to the end. If Zhuo Lin was walking on the street, she might not be able to recognize who Feng is. But looking at the old and angry face in front of her, she vaguely remembered the young Feng Shi who looked weak and pitiful back then.

It really is like two different people.

Madam Fu stared at Zhuo Lin in front of her, eyes full of jealousy and hatred.

Her hands were hanging by her sides, her fingers were tightly picking at the fabric of the clothes, even so, her hands still couldn't help shaking.

She was jealous of Zhuo Lin, and she had been jealous since she hadn't seen Zhuo Lin.

At first she was jealous that she was Fu Zheng's wife, and that she had such a heroic husband as her husband.

Later she was jealous of Zhuo Lin's appearance, talent, and even popularity. Before Zhuo Lin knew about her and Fu Zheng, she stayed in the capital for a long time. At that time, she often went to spy on Zhuo Lin, and then found out in frustration that she had nothing like her.

Even after she finally succeeded in snatching her husband away, she was still not happy for long.

It's not so much a robbery, it's better to say that Zhuo Lin doesn't want Fu Zheng anymore.

She had seen with her own eyes how Fu Zheng begged for mercy in front of Zhuo Lin and confessed her mistakes. She had also seen how Fu Zheng looked for Zhuo Lin everywhere after the divorce, and how he used wine to relieve his worries.

She had also heard a lot about how Fu Zheng pursued Zhuo Lin back then, and how after getting married, he often ran on both sides for Zhuo Lin, who was teaching in the capital. Whenever he had time, he would rush back to the capital for several days to accompany his wife. But these... She hadn't seen them at all since she married Fu Zheng.

It was as if the legendary Fu Zheng and the Fu Zheng she got were not the same person at all.

Not long after she returned to Yongcheng with Mrs. Fu, Fu Zheng took in his concubine when Fu Fengcheng was less than two years old, and then carried people in one after another.

All of this seems to tell her that you are not as good as Zhuo Lin.

Otherwise, why Fu Zheng and Zhuo Lin have been married for several years without even having a child, but they are still willing to be single-minded. Even if you gave birth to the eldest son as soon as you entered the house, Fu Zheng still doesn't take you seriously?

The fact is also true, Fu Zheng has always treated her superficially. Feng Shi even felt that if it wasn't for the status and face of Fu Fengcheng, the precious golden grandson of the two elders, her mother might be thrown into the cold palace by Fu Zheng directly.

She maintained her superficial glory in the Fu family, but only she knew how depressed she was inside. However, Zhuo Lin's reputation became more and more prominent outside. At first, she could comfort herself that she was the wife of the Fu family, and Zhuo Lin was just a woman with a bad reputation. No matter how much Long Xiao protected her, didn't he marry her in?

But this is of no use, Zhuo Lin's political achievements, Zhuo Lin's reputation, Zhuo Lin's visits abroad, who Zhuo Lin is friends with, no matter what outsiders say about newspapers and magazines, they are always generous.

And every time, Fu Zheng would always stare at the newspapers with Zhuo Lin's news for a long time, and even though his mouth was always sneering and sarcastic, he would still store those newspapers properly afterwards.

Over time, she didn't even want to read newspapers anymore.

She has tried her best to shield Zhuo Lin's news these years, but now seeing Zhuo Lin's real person is hit even harder, and it is even more difficult for her to accept.

She has changed from a young girl in prime of life to a woman with gray hair. This year, she is aging particularly fast, and she does not want to take a second look at herself in the mirror once in a while.

But the woman in front of her is still radiant, even more dazzling than when she was young.

Time never spares anyone, but it always favors some people.

Zhuo Lin also had slight fine lines around her eyes, but this did not affect her beauty.

Her makeup was light, because today she came to visit the old man specially to pay homage to the old man. She didn't wear the usual shirt and skirt. Instead, she wore an old-fashioned improved embroidered long dress, her long hair was also pulled into a lazy bun, and she wore two jade hairpins.

It is completely different from the solemn and complicated dress that Feng's favorite in the past, only a little softened the spirit and indifference she usually fights in the officialdom, and a little more graceful and charming.

At a glance, she looked like a 30-something-year-old noblewoman from a famous Jiangnan family.

Feng's eyes were red, and she stared at Zhuo Lin as if she had seen a ghost. He murmured, "This is impossible... how is this possible..."