City of Streamer

After that, he stayed and took advantage of the annual leave to spend a warm and lively year with his parents and brothers.

The Feng family has had an extremely tortuous year, from lingering in desperation at the bottom, to now the family is reunited, well-fed and well-fed. Looking back on this whole year, the family couldn't help but sigh and sigh. Fortunately, it's hard work now. Feng Shixun has a stable job and a considerable income. Mr. Feng quit smoking, and his body is getting better day by day. Feng Shizhen also found his relatives and buried his parents.

The Feng family brothers and sisters have a tacit understanding. During the annual leave, they flatter their parents in every possible way, and show their sincerity and filial piety.

On the third day of the new year, Qian's aunt was taken by Feng Shizhen to her house for a reunion dinner and introduced to the Feng family by the way. Mrs. Qian took Mrs. Feng's hand and said with red eyes, "Old sister and your husband and wife are really rare good-hearted people. When I go back, I will set up a tablet of longevity for you, burn incense every day, and ask the Bodhisattva to bless you with the stars of Feng Jiafu. prosperous and healthy.”

The Feng family saw that although the Qian family was poor, he knew good manners and was happy for their daughter. Mrs. Feng is also selfish and reluctant to be honest. Now that Shizhen's father has also been confirmed dead, there is only one aunt in the family, so he will stay in the Feng family from now on. So while Feng Shizhen went to the kitchen to wash dishes, Mrs. Feng pulled her eldest son aside.

"What did you and Shizhen plan?" Mrs. Feng asked straight to the point.

Feng Shixun was confused, "What am I and Shizhen?"

Mrs. Feng patted her son, "Your boss is not too young, your two cousins' children are all over the place. Shizhen is twenty-five this year, and it can't be delayed. Don't think I didn't see it. Before. Introduce others to Shizhen, you are picky and unhappy, and you always look at her secretly when you look back, the same look your father used to look at your mother and me!"

Feng Shixun blushed. The tall young man was at a loss, too embarrassed to speak.

Mrs. Feng said with a smile: "Although you two grew up together, you both know that you are not biological. You have similar temperaments, and your looks are a good match. I brought up the world, and there is nothing that doesn't suit my heart. You can find others. In my eyes, the girl is not as good as Shizhen. Now that Shizhen’s parents have been found, and there is another aunt who can be regarded as the elder of the woman, this is the right time to propose marriage.”

"Mom..." Feng Shixun coughed awkwardly, "I... Shizhen doesn't know yet."

"Then you can find an opportunity to talk to her." Mrs. Feng said, "I'm not boasting about a girl like Shizhen. Even if she's a little older, hundreds of schools are vying for it. You are close to the water, but Don't miss this great opportunity."

Feng Shixun laughed and laughed: "It's as if the world is really my child bride."

"You can be proud." Mrs. Feng nodded her son's head, "I told you, if you don't catch it and let Shizhen run away with the other guys outside, your father and I will be in a hurry with you!"

"Don't rush me." Feng Shixun said with a wry smile, "I'm really not sure what Shizhen is thinking. It all depends on fate."

Feng Shizhen brought hot water to wash pots and dishes in the kitchen. Amidst the mist, Feng Shixun walked in nervously, and skillfully sat down to help her wash together.

Feng Shizhen said with a smile: "If you are going to get married in the future, you can still be like this every day. That sister-in-law will be blessed."

The courage Feng Shixun finally mustered up in an instant, half of it was lost, and he said angrily: "Who knows where your sister-in-law is now? I don't know if she was born."

"Go!" Feng Shizhen said angrily, "You're already twenty-eight, you're so embarrassed!"

Feng Shixun smiled and asked, "Meng Xu'an, when are you going to do it?"

"When will you get your revenge, and when will you break up with him." Feng Shizhen said, "If it goes well, it will only take a month or two. Don't tell your parents."

"How dare you?" Feng Shixun said, "Mom will be frightened when she knows, and Dad will be sad when she finds out."

"It's not all for the Feng family." Feng Shizhen said lightly, "In terms of it, the hatred of our Rong family is much deeper."

"Your Rong family..." Feng Shixun murmured.

"Are you still not used to it?" Feng Shizhen sneered, "I'm not used to it either. I don't know what name Jiashang will be when she takes the surname Qin."

The sound of "Jia Shang" was warm and affectionate. Even though Feng Shixun didn't know about Rong Jiashang and Feng Shizhen in Peiping, he couldn't help being jealous and said, "His father's name is Qin Shuigen, and he may be called Qin Goudan."

Feng Shizhen let out a puff, laughed loudly, and hit his brother with water drops on his face.

Feng Shixun escaped, looking at the smiling face of the bright moon, his heart surged, feeling a little crazy for a while. After staring silently for a moment, Feng Shixun said, "There is a program in the hospital to go to the New York hospital in the United States for further study, and I have passed the application."

Feng Shizhen was surprised: "Really? It's great! Why didn't you say it earlier!"

She got up to tell her parents. Feng Shixun held her and said, "Don't worry, I have more to say. This project is very well funded, and it can be paid as an internship in a hospital in the United States, so you can bring a family member. Shizhen, you want to go with me. America?"

Feng Shizhen was surprised, and after a while, he said, "Go to the United States? The two of us? What about the parents? Someone has to take care of them."

"You can ask someone to take care of her. Sister-in-law Santang is a widow in her hometown with her grandson. I want to invite her to Shanghai." Feng Shixun said, "I will study there for half a year. If my internship results are good, I can stay."

"Of course it's good for you." Feng Shizhen smiled, "but what am I going to do? Be a mother to you? Everyone takes a wife, don't you think it's strange that you take a girl?"

Feng Shixun grabbed Feng Shizhen's hand, stared into her eyes, and whispered nervously, "You can...you can do..."

"Brother!" Feng Shizhen pulled his wet hand back without leaving a trace, and said solemnly, "I know you don't worry that I am in Shanghai, but brothers and sisters always have to separate when they grow up and start their own families. You too Don't worry about me all the time, and focus more on your own life-long affairs. Parents are waiting to hold their grandson. I am a daughter, how many years can I stay in this family? ."

Feng Shixun's fiery body gradually cooled down in the words of the sister.

Feng Shizhen's words were subtle but clear. He only treated him as a brother, and never had any other ideas. Although Feng Shixun had long expected this ending, he still couldn't help but feel a sense of loss, mixed with sharp needle-like pain.

I watched the girl who grew up and kept in her arms to care for her. Just because she turned around, her heart was taken away by others. In the future, they will inevitably become estranged gradually because of their respective families, and will never return to the realm of two small and no guessing.

Disappointment, confusion, and regret all appeared on Feng Shixun's face. Feng Shizhen also felt very embarrassed and uncomfortable, so he had to bury his head in washing the dishes, pretending not to see it.

Let's not say this, they can continue to be brothers and sisters without any grudges in the future. Feng Shizhen cherishes the affection of the Feng family, and she is reluctant to lose Feng Shixun, a good brother.

After a while, Feng Shixun himself gradually recovered. Seeing Feng Shizhen's embarrassed appearance, he felt distressed again. He took the initiative to change the topic and said, "There will be a lantern festival in Zhaofeng Park in two days on the New Year's Day. Our family and your aunt will come together. Look? Dad rarely wants to go out for a walk, and it's night again, just right."

"Okay!" Feng Shizhen smiled again, "Since you stayed abroad, our family hasn't watched the lights together for a long time." #####

150

On the day of Shangyuan Festival, the Qian family came back early to make dumplings with the Feng family. After dinner, Feng Shixun borrowed a car from a colleague and took the family out to look at the lights.

Zhaofeng Park has been dazzlingly decorated, with lanterns hanging from the eaves and treetops along the way. The garden was crowded with people, and the citizens came to appreciate the lanterns with the old and the young, and there was laughter and laughter everywhere. Looking at this park alone, I only feel that the world is at peace, the country is prosperous and stable, and the people live and work in peace and contentment.

The dazzling lights of the night dazzled people's eyes and intoxicated people's hearts. The warlords fighting outside the city, and the western countries that are eyeing them, seem to be non-existent.

Several elders were in high spirits and were very happy. Especially Mr. Feng. He hadn't been out since he was injured. First, he was not in good health, and second, he was ugly and worried about being seen. It was dark at this moment, he was wearing a hat and a scarf, and he was not worried that the scar on his face would scare people. Along the way, he guessed three or four puzzles in succession, and not only got two lamps, but also got a bunch of gadgets. Children and old wives can't stop praising him, and Mr. Feng is beaming with joy.

Tired from walking around, the family found a teahouse to sit and rest.

Mr. Feng was very happy today and said: "When the two children were young, our family would come here to see the lights during the Chinese New Year. Sehun must eat candy-fried chestnuts, and Sejin likes ice cream. Make trouble with me, you must finish eating before you can go home."

Feng Shixun also laughed and teased the girl, "It's so cold, you can still eat the ice cream, and you won't let go until your mouth turns purple."

"I'm slandering again." Feng Shizhen hummed and jumped up, "The store's business is too good to take care of our table. I'll go buy some snacks and fruits."

She deliberately asked Feng Shixun to ask for five yuan, and walked out of the teahouse amid the laughter of the elders.

There is a zoo in the park, and there is an old man at the gate selling sugar-fried chestnuts with a cart all the year round. Today's holiday, the stall's business is very good, Feng Shizhen waited in line for a long time to buy a package. She emerged from the crowd holding the steaming hot candied chestnuts and was walking back.

As if the hearts were connected, the bustling crowd dispersed into an open space at this moment, and Rong Jia, who was standing on the opposite side of the road, just turned around and looked over.

The whole courtyard was full of lights, and the tourists were laughing and laughing. Pedestrians walked past the two with lamps in hand, and the warm yellow light illuminated the two dazed faces.

After a while, Feng Shizhen's mouth raised a small smile.

Rong Jia glanced sideways at the two younger sisters who were following Wu Yunchi to guess lantern riddles, and strode towards Feng Shizhen. Walking to the front, without waiting for Feng Shizhen to speak, he dragged her and walked towards the place with few people.

Feng Shizhen held the fried chestnuts with sugar in one hand, staggered behind Rong Jia, and was dragged all the way to a dark forest in the garden. Before she could stand firm, Rong Jia clasped her shoulders, pressed her against the tree trunk, lowered her head and kissed her.

Feng Shizhen was startled for a moment, but did not resist. The man hugged her tightly, his lips as hot and sweet as the chestnuts in his arms. She also missed him very much, and couldn't help but respond softly, entangled with his lips. At this moment, the lingering and fiery clips of Beiping all flooded into the minds of the two of them, and the passion and nostalgia of the past set off a huge wave again.

"Hate..." A coquettish anger came suddenly, pulling the two back to their senses.

Somewhere in the forest, there was also a couple who were having a rendezvous under the cover of the night, and the flirting and flirting couldn't stop coming, which made people blushing.

Rong Jiashang and Feng Shizhen parted breathlessly, their faces burning like fire. In the gloom, the two eyes that were handed over were moist and bright, full of many emotions that were expressed in words.

Rong Jiashang grabbed her hand, pulled her away quietly, came across a lonely little pavilion, and walked in.

Without the shadow of the lights, the night returned to her original color. Only then did Feng Shizhen realize that the weather was clear tonight, and the starry sky was bright, like a jeweled glass astrolabe, flowing slowly.

Rong Jiashang stared at the side of her staring at the starry sky, with mixed feelings, wanted to speak but didn't know what to say for a while.

While hesitating, Feng Shizhen turned his face to the side, with a smile at the corner of his mouth, and the cold starlight reflected in his eyes, as if a meteor swept across the sky.

"Did your father receive that IOU?"

All the tender feelings were shattered by this seemingly inadvertent question. The blood on Rong Jia's face faded away, as if he had been hit hard by a hammer on his chest. His bones were shattered, blood shot out, and the pain was unbearable.

She... really knew it.

Rong Jiashang took a deep breath in pain and said, "I got it."

"He doesn't recognize it, does he?"

"Now half of the time, he is full of nonsense, full of nonsense, and half of the time is irritable and irritable. He is constantly beating, smashing and cursing, and there is no way to communicate." The blue veins on Rong Jia's forehead were exposed. The shamelessness of his father and the blood debt he had to bear made him feel extremely embarrassed in front of his sweetheart.

"It doesn't matter if you don't recognize it." Feng Shizhen took a chestnut and played with it between his fingers, "Anyway, this account will be remembered by God, and it will always be returned in the future."

"He doesn't recognize it, I recognize it." Rong Jiashang took a deep breath to relieve the heavy stone-crushing weight on his chest, "The Rong family is up to me, how do you want me to compensate you?"

"How can you compensate?" Feng Shizhen sneered and asked back, "Did you even hand over your father to justice? How are you going to compensate our Sun family? Even if the Rong family next to him really died of illness by accident, my biological mother It was always killed by your father! How are you going to compensate me for a biological mother?"

Rong Jiashang was silent.

Feng Shizhen snorted coldly, turned around and left.

"Okay!" The man's firm voice was full of determination.

Feng Shizhen stopped, turned around in confusion, and looked in disbelief.

Rong Jia was looking at her, his face was thin and clear, his eyes were bright, there was no more hesitation, no more embarrassment. He is like a tree, standing upright, bathed in starlight, reborn.

"I will make my father confess his guilt." Rong Jiashang said calmly and cautiously, "Fanghua and Yun Chi will get married on the 22nd of next month. After marriage, they will go to Guangzhou to live. I also plan to send Fang Lin to Studying in the US. Then I'll hold a press conference myself to get my dad to admit to everything he's done."

Feng Shizhen still felt that he had hallucinations and did not believe what he heard.

"I promise you, Shizhen." Rong Jiashang's soft voice seemed so calm in the quiet night, which resonated with the hearts of the listeners, "I'm tired of all this. I used to think that the Rong family's business was no longer good enough. Why is it disgraceful, it is also based on the hard work of my parents who started from scratch. Therefore, as the heir, I am obliged to maintain and continue their hard work. But now? - No, every brick of the Qin family is soaked with the blood of the Rong family. I grew up sucking such blood... I haven't been home for a long time, because I always smell the blood in the house. Angry. I always wonder if there are any corpses hidden in those walls…”

Feng Shizhen couldn't help but take a step towards him, "Jia Shang, you..."

"I'm not trying to gain your sympathy." Rong Jia smiled calmly at Feng Shizhen, his eyes flashing with light, "Every time I go back to see my father, he's like a ghost lying on the bed after smoking a cigarette. I just felt very scared and broke into a cold sweat. I was afraid that I would become like this in the future. My children will also stand by the bed with disgust like me, and secretly hope that I will die soon. This is not what I want Life! Not..."

Feng Shizhen moved his lips and took another step.

"The sextant you gave me has always been on my desk. When I looked at it, I remembered what you said to me at the time." Rong Jiashang stared at Feng Shizhen, "Now I understand how wonderful this is. Blessings. But, I always let you down."

"You didn't." Feng Shizhen sighed, raised his hand and gently stroked his cheek, his eyes were infinitely loving, "You are fighting for me against the whole world you live in. I am actually very selfish, and you are too easy."

"I'm also doing it for myself." Rong Jia lowered his eyes and touched Feng Shizhen's forehead, his expression full of attachment, "I can't make full decisions about the company and other industries. Shareholders..."

"I don't care about this family property that is stained with the blood of my relatives." Feng Shizhen interrupted him decisively, "I don't need you to send it to me. I can take back what I want."

"Shizhen..." Rong Jia became uneasy.

Feng Shizhen grabbed his collar, stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips lightly.

"I won't let you down either."

Feng Shizhen left the woods briskly and returned to the crowd. Feng Shixun waited for her to disappear for a long time, and went out to look for it, just happened to meet.

"How did you get here?"

Feng Shizhen said: "There was an old queue in front of that stall before. I was impatient to wait, so I went to find another stall. I didn't think there were too many people, so I waited for a long time."

"It's so troublesome to eat fried chestnuts with sugar." Feng Shixun smiled and dragged her towards the teahouse.

Rong Jiashang stood by the woods, watching the figures of the Feng brothers and sisters being engulfed by the crowd. He lowered his head, and in the palm of his hand lay a chestnut that was still warm, exuding an attractive sweet fragrance, as if to symbolize the bright future he already had in his hands.

The Rong Mansion has not recovered after many heavy losses. On such a lively festive night, there were only a few more lanterns hanging in Fuzhong. Young people go out to play, servants are on vacation, and the Rong Mansion is extraordinarily quiet. The lanterns were swayed by the night wind, and from a distance they seemed to infiltrate people like clusters of ghost fires.

Rong Jiashang walked into the West Hall. In the bedroom on the second floor, there was a storytelling playing on the phonograph. Rong Dingkun sat listlessly on the bed, wondering if he was listening. The auntie sat with him on the sofa, knitting a sweater, and when she saw Rong Jiashang came in, she hurriedly stood up.

"Aunt Wang has been working hard." Rong Jia said, "Please ask the kitchen to send me a bowl of wontons."

"No trouble." The auntie knew that Rong Jiashang had something to say to Rong Dingkun, "The kitchen is on holiday, I'm afraid there is no preparation. Master didn't use supper either, I'll make an extra bowl and I'll make it later. Bring it here."

When the auntie left, Rong Jia sat on the sofa and reached out to turn down the volume of the gramophone.

He looked at his sleepy father with dull eyes and said, "Father, really Rong Dingkun's daughter is not dead. Her revenge is coming."

Rong Dingkun's eyes trembled and he turned to his son.

"I want to know the ins and outs of things." Rong Jia said, "What happened to you back then?"

"She's not dead?" Rong Dingkun's voice was hoarse, with phlegm rolling in his throat, grunting, "What does she want?"

"She has opened the IOU, what do you think she wants?" Rong Jia sneered, "It's impossible for you to recognize her and be the eldest Miss of the Rong family." #####

one five one

Rong Dingkun's relaxed face twitched and said, "It's not impossible for her to want this. As long as she can keep her mouth shut, give her a dowry, and send her away."

Rong Jia laughed and laughed, "Dad, don't hide it from me anymore. Tell me what happened back then. Otherwise, I'll ask Uncle Zhao, although he will put everything on you, but I can leave it alone. Piece together the truth of the year.”

"He?" Rong Dingkun snorted coldly, "Zhao Huaan is restless, don't believe what he said."

"I know that he has always been corrupt, and his ambition is not small. He wants to replace you." Rong Jiashang said, "But Dad, he has all the details of you, and it is easier to target you and the Rong family. Love, I don’t even know how to defend. Knowing yourself and knowing your enemy will never end in a hundred battles. Dad, don’t put me at a disadvantage for the sake of face.”

Rong Dingkun closed his eyes and was silent amid the clamoring sound of storytelling, every line on his face drooped down, his whole face was old and tired. People who are just over half a hundred, but they look like an old man in sixty-six.

Finally, he opened his mouth slowly: "My mother died when I was young, and I was eating at the wharf, but I was almost sold to Nanyang as a laborer. Zhao Huaan was on the same boat with me at the time, and we both helped each other escape and formed a partnership. brother."

Rong Jiashang listened silently, took out a cigarette, lit it, and took a deep breath.

"The two of us were hanging out at various docks at first, buying and selling foreign goods, and doing some chores for others to earn some money to make ends meet." Rong Dingkun leaned on the pillow by the head of the bed, his eyes were straight, and he was caught in the memories. "Later we met Ah He, the real Rong Dingkun. Coincidentally, we are not related, but we look very similar. Everyone said that we were destined. Loyalty, good-hearted. I lost money in business, and he paid me back. We became brothers because of this.”

"Then what?" Rong Jia asked.

Rong Dingkun snorted and smiled, "However, being nice to you for a while may not always be nice to you. Later, I had a problem with my business turnover, and I would be chopped off by Ma Laojiu if I didn't pay back the money. I won a lottery ticket of 1,000 yuan. I asked him to borrow money. He clearly lent me once before, but this time he refused to borrow it again!"

Speaking of this, Rong Dingkun looked resentful. More than 20 years later, he still resents it.

"He obviously has money, why didn't he lend me a loan, but watch me get chopped off?" Rong Dingkun clenched his quilt tightly, gnashing his teeth, "He also taught me a lesson, saying that I was too aggressive and that I didn't follow the rules. Ha! They are all people looking for a living at the wharf, who really has clean hands? I just miscalculated for a while, I took some goods from Ma Laojiu, but sold them all..."

Rong Jia frowned. Rong Dingkun must have secretly took the goods from the previous family and sold them privately, but he messed up. The last family found out that he could not afford to lose money, but Ah He was impatient to clean up the mess for him again, and refused to borrow any more. So, Rong Dingkun, who was forced to a desperate situation, could only...

"I was forced!" Rong Dingkun roared unwillingly, "I just wanted to steal his lottery ticket, so I took the money and returned it to Ma Laojiu. I didn't expect Ah He to wake up. And scolded me very badly. I just wanted him to shut up, I just wanted him to shut up..."

Rong Dingkun opened his eyes blankly, looking at the empty space ahead. Rong Jia didn't move for a while, the smoke burned to the butt, and the long soot fell on the armrest of the sofa.

Rong Jiashang changed his sitting position and asked, "Then what?"

Rong Dingkun hummed and said, "What else can we do? Our Qin family is an ancestral mason, repairing the roof and plastering the walls is the work of housekeeping. At that time, the building was full of people, and the wharf was busy. Someone was walking around. I didn't want to take the risk of transporting Ah He's body out, so I simply sealed him in the wall, and then pretended to be him in the middle of the night and told the neighbors that he was going back to his hometown to visit relatives. The neighbors just thought he was gone. Zhao Huaan and I moved in later. I went to live in Ah He's house. No one found out about this."

"Zhao Huaan knows that you killed Ah He?"

"He happened to see it when he entered the house. He helped me seal Ah He into the wall. You know, when a person is dead, he will be much heavier than when he is alive. Why can't I drag the corpse up by myself? "Rong Dingkun recalled that at that time, he still couldn't help but show fear, and the loose flesh on his cheeks trembled.

"Afterwards, I pretended to be Rong Dingkun and won the lottery ticket. That's when I found out that Ah He had written a letter to my family, informing them of my winning lottery, and asked my wife and children to come to Shanghai to find him. Zhao Huaan discussed that no matter how similar I look to Ah He, we are not alone, so Ah He's wife and parents cannot recognize me."

Rong Jiashang couldn't help holding his breath, listening to Rong Dingkun's stern expression, he sneered: "So I will not do it again and again, and solve all those people in the Rong family."

Rong Jiashang took a deep breath, "How did you solve it?"

"Don't you know all about it?" Rong Dingkun gave his son an impatient look, "That woman is also stupid, she can't even recognize her husband, and I was hacked to death with two knives. The Rong family can handle it better. , I just got a smallpox patient's clothes into the house, and they all got it. As long as the medicine is poured, none of them will survive!"

Rong Jia felt like he was in an ice cave, only to feel the bone-chilling cold rushing into his body, and he stood upside down with chills all over his body.

"You could have been hiding for a few years and then come home, pretending to be out for so long that it changed a lot..."

"Who has that patience?" Rong Dingkun was disdainful, "I've made a fortune, so it's time for me to marry a wife and have children. No matter how the Rong family is a little famous in the local area, it's better than being a mason. Dingkun, can I marry your mother and give birth to you? It’s a pity that the grass really needs to be eradicated! After the girl fell into the water, Zhao Huaan said that she would never survive. I saw that there were no corpses in the patrol room. I don't care if the dog eats it. Now someone is really looking for me to pay my debts! It's all Zhao Huaan who drags me down!"

He killed others, and others forced him. He was sought revenge and was dragged down by his accomplices. Even though Qin Shuigen has made so many blood debts, he is still the most innocent. The fault is all on others.

Rong Jia looked at his father, anger, grief, resentment, disappointment and other emotions were intertwined in his heart, he was about to burst his chest and let his blood spurt.

And the blood is constantly cut. This man is his father!

"Has that woman from the Rong family found you?" Rong Dingkun asked, "What can a woman do other than make a scene? Just give her some money to pass it on. You brothers and sisters, now there is only Fanghua. A person's marriage is settled. At this time, even if you knock out your teeth, you must support the Rong family's face. "

Rong Jiashang felt that it was too absurd, and said with a smile: "Father, if you want to save face, don't do such a thing that Wanfu refers to."

"You look down on me, but I also raised you and raised the entire Rong family!" Rong Dingkun thumped the bed and roared, "Can you live such a good life without me? Do you think money falls from the sky? Right? You ungrateful, wolf-hearted bastard. Why didn't you die with your mother at the time! I don't have a son like you in Rong Dingkun! You don't deserve to be our Rong family!"

Rong Jiashang clenched his fists tightly, his neck was so stretched that the blue veins were exposed, he stood up suddenly, and sneered: "Dad, you are right, I am indeed not from Rong's family. My surname should be Qin."

Rong Dingkun was stunned.

Rong Jia went up to the door and turned around to add: "Father, you have lived in the human skin of Rong Dingkun for twenty-four years, which is long enough. It's time to take off the human skin and be yourself."

Rong Jia opened the door, and the auntie's wife couldn't dodge with her dinner plate.

Rong Jia didn't care, bypassing her and walking downstairs.

"Eldest young master!" The auntie hurriedly called out, "The hospital called just now and said... that the fourth young master is gone..."

The father and son of the Rong family, who were blushing and thick-necked just because of the quarrel, couldn't help being stunned.

The son that the second concubine desperately gave birth to has been in poor health because he was a premature baby. After the winter, the child suffered from lung disease and has been hospitalized. At the end of the year, the child became more and more ill and was rescued several times. The second concubine's heart was broken for her son, and she paid homage to all the temples near Shanghai, and her forehead was still bruised.

Seeing that after the coldest days of winter, everything will be rejuvenated, but the Fourth Young Master is like a lamp that has run out of oil, and it goes out gracefully.

In the end, it was his own younger brother. Rong Jia went to the hospital in person in the middle of the night to deal with the funeral.

The second concubine had already fainted from crying, and the fourth young master's small and cold body was wrapped in a swaddle and sent to the morgue.

The child, who was only 100 days old, died and was buried in a low-key manner. Rong Jia asked people to contact the funeral home and prepared to ask monks to do things, and then asked two strong old mothers to carry the second concubine who woke up crying and grabbed the ground back to Rong's house.

Rong Fanglin and Fanghua didn't come back after playing until midnight. As soon as they entered the door, they heard the bad news, and they didn't know why. Mrs. Rong sneered behind her back for a long time, sent the two girls to rest, comforted the second concubine in a decent manner, and went back to sleep.

The second concubine held her twin daughters in her arms and lost her soul, but she refused to let go. The two girls were only four or five years old. They were woken up suddenly in the middle of the night. They were sleepy and frightened, and they couldn't stop crying. The aunt couldn't stand it any longer, so she forcibly pulled the two girls out, let the nurse take them away, and stayed behind to comfort the second aunt.

"My sister is still young, she will be long in Japan..."

"What's going on in Japan?" The second concubine smiled bitterly. "Master is like this, how can you give me another son? Without a son, what else can I talk about in the future?"

The auntie said, "It's not like you didn't come out. The two daughters have grown up and married a good son-in-law. Can they not be filial to you in the future?"

The second concubine sneered, "Who knows why the master will marry the child to any unreliable family for the sake of it!"

The aunt lowered her voice and said, "Sister, you also know that the master is not good. Now the master is in charge of the family. The marriage of the girls is naturally the master of the master. You have never had bad relations with the master in the past, so hurry up now. The timing is more pleasing. Although the eldest young master is cold-hearted, he still takes good care of the next brother and sister, and will not treat your two daughters badly."

The second concubine felt that it was reasonable, such as seeing the light in the darkness, rediscovering the direction of life, and finally returning to the soul.

A night of hustle and bustle, the river of stars turns, and the splendid prosperity is fleeting.

The silver flowers of the fire tree went dark, and the lanterns were taken off the branches. More discarded lanterns fell into the muddy water, were picked up by the cleaners with bamboo tongs, and threw into the trash.

And Feng Shizhen also ended her long vacation, and was taken to Meng's mansion by Meng Xian in an unremarkable car.

"How did you explain to Ling Zun Ling Tang when you moved out?" Meng Xian asked.

"I said Lier needs a personal assistant." Feng Shizhen sat down at the dining table, took off his gloves, and poured himself a cup of soy milk, "My elder brother also helped me, and my parents agreed that I would not return for this period of time. Family."

Meng Xu'an pushed a warm fried fried rice in front of her, "Your elder brother is quite enlightened. Is he interested in politics?"

"Why do you ask that?" Feng Shizhen was puzzled.

Meng Xu'an said: "My people said that he had close contacts with some political activists after returning to China. Did he tell you what political party he joined?"

"We haven't discussed this aspect." Feng Shizhen was a little ashamed. He was busy with revenge recently, and he didn't care about his brother. "Is there something wrong?"

"Not yet." Meng Xu'an said, "If you don't worry, I'll let someone watch him and let you know in time."

"Thank you, Seventh Master." Feng Shizhen said.

"Mr. Yang is here." The footman came to report.

Yang Xiucheng strode in with his briefcase and said, "The army of Zhang Dashuai and Cao Dashuai exchanged fire at Dongpoping this morning at seven o'clock, and a fight broke out."

"In the end, the New Year is over." Feng Shizhen sneered, "It's been so prosperous at the beginning of the year, this year must be very lively." #####

one five two

Meng Xian disapproved and said, "These commanders are fighting like a group fight with the boys' school students. They are completely useless! The newspapers are hype, thinking the situation is very vigorous. But in fact, who is willing to spend their troops in the civil war? The two sides are facing each other. When I went up, the soldiers fired softly, and refused to charge from top to bottom. I remember that the Rong family has been supplying the Cao family's arms?"

"Also for the Zhang family." Yang Xiucheng said, "But Zhao Huaan is in charge of this matter. I think that after Rong Dingkun became ill, he was wary of Rong Jia, and he would hold on to this piece of power. Rong Jia It is the business of the Rong family Baidao who is in full control now. The two items of big smoke and arms are still controlled by a few veteran officials headed by Zhao Huaan."

"Zhao Huaan is not a good thing." Feng Shizhen sneered, "I kept thinking about who the man who drove my mother was. After thinking about it, I thought it should be Zhao Huaan. He just called Mrs. Rong sister-in-law. He will also call my mother and sister-in-law. He lied that he would pick up my mother and daughter to Shanghai for my father, and meet Qin Shuigen who was guarding the inn halfway, killing him."

Yang Xiucheng pondered and nodded: "Qin Shuigen has many old brothers fighting with him. Zhao Huaan is not the most capable, but he has always won Qin Shuigen's trust."

"It's not necessarily trust." Meng Xu'an said, "Both of them hold each other's secrets in their hands. They restrain each other and combine their interests. They have become one. To completely overthrow Qin Shuigen, we must start with Zhao Huaan."

"Zhao Huaan is under one person and over ten thousand people. He wants to replace Qin Shuigen, and the other elders want to annex him. Now that there is no Qin Shuigen to weigh up the factions, there will soon be a melee." Feng Shizhen suddenly laughed, "Look at it. , several commanders in the country can support their own troops. Qin Shuigen is useless, Rong Jia is young, don't these elders of the Rong family want to leave the Rong family and their sons to establish their own business?"

Yang Xiucheng smiled and said, "Miss Feng's idea, I have also thought about it before. It is that Zhao Huaan is still very loyal to the Rong family."

"How many times has he had a room with Mrs. Rong, and he is so loyal to the woman's pomegranate skirt." Feng Shizhen mocked.

"Zhao Huaan has a weight." Yang Xiucheng said, "His confidants in the south have all reached the middle and high level, and he also has the contact code book of the transport team. So every time you transport, which route should you use? Only he and his cronies know where he went, and where he handed over the goods. Rong Dingkun—sorry, Qin Shuigen also had a copy before, and now it should be in Rong Jiashang's hands."

"I know about that codebook." Feng Shizhen immediately became interested, "The one I cracked at the Rong family?"

Yang Xiucheng smiled and said: "After Miss Feng cracked it, they changed a new set of passwords. And Zhao Huaan has his own set of passwords, which he uses on his private transport team. In fact, it's not just him. The master has his own private life. Sometimes he cares about making money for himself, and sometimes embezzles and resells the public goods. Qin Shuigen was also very distressed about this at the beginning. Now that Rong Jia is in charge, his uncles bully him when he is young, and he will only be more confident. "

"Rong Jia probably doesn't care." Feng Shizhen disagreed. Rong Jiashang only cares about the white business at home. After all, the female dependents still depend on this business for food and life.

Meng Xian lit a cigarette and said, "What does Shizhen think?"

"Seventh Master, you have already made a decision, do you still need me to say it?" Feng Shizhen raised his eyebrows.

Meng Xian shook the ash and jokingly said, "I'm afraid of killing rats and hurting your beloved Rong Jiashang."

"He's a man, so he still needs my protection?" Feng Shizhen asked, "If he can't take care of himself, he doesn't deserve to be liked by me."

Meng Xian was stunned for a moment while biting his cigarette, and was a bit taken aback by the tacit understanding and warmth revealed in these words.

"Ms. Feng, you two are really a different pair." Yang Xiucheng teased.

Feng Shizhen said: "I want to take a big hammer right now and smash the Rong family's properties into pieces. Let those hall masters split, kill and annex each other. Then, while they are dreaming of the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, they will Kill them all!"

"Then it's settled." Meng Xu'an stood up, "Shizhen, you are in charge of planning and Xiucheng to assist. Let me see your abilities and let Rong Dingkun betray your relatives and leave!"

While Feng Shizhen was eating breakfast slowly, the attendant held a stack of documents and placed them on the large table in the study under the command of Yang Xiucheng.

"These are the detailed background investigation reports of the officers of the Rong family." Yang Xiucheng explained to Feng Shizhen, "This is the opium business, this is the laborer, this is the antique smuggling. Arms business."

Feng Shizhen didn't look at the business, so he picked up the information of the Rong family's subordinates and read it.

"Personnel affairs, people come first. When people are in chaos, can things go smoothly?" Feng Shizhen laughed