After becoming a widow, I raised my traitor brother

Wei Zi was puzzled: "Set up a trap?"

Murong Jiuli took the initiative to whisper a few words in Wei Zi's ear.

At the end, she said leisurely: "I have been to that place several times. It is very interesting. If Murong Xiangxue and Wei Feishan went there, I am afraid that without your intervention, they would not miss Sichuan and would never leave."

Wei Zi looked at her and said, "As the eldest lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, why would you go to a place like that?"

Murong Jiuli was slightly annoyed: "I'm talking to you about business, why are you interfering with my personal affairs? If you don't cooperate with me, then you can do whatever you like!"

After all, he left angrily.

Wei Zi didn't take her seriously and sent a carriage to take Wei Feishan back to the Zhenguo Palace, and then went to Tianxiang Tower to look for Wei Huanjin.

Wei Huanjin and Song Chengyi booked a private room in Tianxiang Tower.

The two invited many young and beautiful singers and dancers to accompany them, and also invited a group of dandy boys to laugh and have fun. When Wei Zi opened the door, the private room was filled with the rich aroma of wine and powder, and the table was full of food and wine. Those beauties were sitting in the arms of the dandies with their shoulders half exposed.

Wei Huanjin was so drunk that he was still yelling for more wine.

Song Chengyi opened his drunken eyes and saw Wei Zi coming, and he suddenly became excited.

He quickly pushed Wei Huanjin: "Ajin, your sister is here!"

Wei Huanjin brushed his hand away, and said angrily, "Go! I don't have a sister, and I don't have a sister now! I'm a widow, where did I get my sister?!"

"Ajin!"

Song Chengyi glanced at Wei Zi's face and became increasingly anxious.

"Thanks to the Song family for taking care of my brother," Wei Zi bowed to Song Chengyifu, "I have something I want to discuss with my brother in detail. Can you please move outside first?"

Song Chengyi coughed lightly and hurriedly led a group of dudes to avoid the next door.

There were only two siblings left in the room.

Wei Zi held a wine cup and poured the cold wine on Wei Huanjin's face.

Wei Huanjin woke up from the drunkenness and looked intently, and saw Wei Zi.

He stood up subconsciously, looked around and didn't see the group of wild friends, so he felt relieved.

He said hoarsely: "Why is Xiao Zi here?"

"If I don't come, I'm afraid my brother will spend the New Year outside." Wei Ziping was calm, but his words were not very polite, "My brother was stimulated and couldn't accept it for a while, and he also fell into decadence. It's just that more than half a month has passed, and then again No matter how decadent you are, it’s time to cheer up. As the New Year approaches, grandma is still waiting for you to go to He’antang to pay her respects to her old man.”

Wei Huanjin's eyes turned red.

He lowered his head and clenched his fists tightly: "Xiao Zi, it's not that I don't want to go home, I just... just don't know how to face my mother and Shan'er. It's my fault that they did those things because of me." Not with them.”

Wei Zi can understand him very well.

One is a talented younger sister who gets along day and night, and the other is a loving and gentle mother who gives life.

Suddenly learning that the two of them actually committed murders and covered up murders for themselves is unacceptable to anyone.

She said: "But it's not a big deal that my brother has been out getting drunk. Grandma asked about you today and asked why you didn't visit her old man for so long."

Wei Huanjin raised his hand to press his sore eyes: "I am unfilial."

"Besides..." Wei Zi looked at his face carefully, "Brother didn't go to the banquet that night, but did he know that the emperor had granted Jing'er a marriage?" Wei Huanjin was stunned: "A marriage?!"

"Yes, the emperor has granted marriage to Jing'er and the eldest son of Taiwei Zheng's family." Wei Zi said seriously, "The princess's surrender is a big event, and the wedding is scheduled for the end of autumn or early winter next year. My brother always dislikes Jing'er for pestering you, and now , you can probably rest assured?”

Wei Huanjin didn't speak for a long time.

He stared into space, his mind always in a state of emptiness.

After an unknown amount of time, he turned to look out the window.

The window faces the bustling street, with rows of pavilions and street vendors shouting and shouting at each other. A little girl is walking through the streets holding a large bouquet of plum blossom branches, selling flowers in a soft tone.

He suddenly recalled that in the summer many years ago, when he and Zhou Jing were walking on the street, there was a little girl selling freshly picked lotus flowers. They were not expensive, costing three cents a branch. Zhou Jing clamored for him to buy them for her, but he He found it troublesome and thought her rude temper was not worthy of a delicate woman, so he refused because she didn't bring any loose coins.

The young Zhou Jing was very disappointed, pouted and walked forward and stopped talking to him.

He didn't take it seriously, but then he thought that he had to continue to learn marksmanship from her grandfather, so he couldn't offend her too much, so when he arrived at Lin Mansion, he coaxed her with a plate of water chestnut cake.

At that time, he was still thinking proudly that Zhou Jing was so easy to coax, and he wouldn't be afraid of offending her in the future. Anyway, he could coax her easily.

They had been noisy and noisy over the years, but Zhou Jing had never really been far away from him, which gave him the illusion that Zhou Jing would never leave and they could always fight and fight.

The winter sun shines through the window, making it warm.

Wei Huanjin suddenly thought that the lotus worth three cents that year had long since withered into mud, and now even if he paid ten thousand gold, he still couldn't buy a single lotus from that year.

He didn't know why he suddenly remembered these things.

He raised his hand to rub his eyes and said with a smile, "The light today is a bit dazzling."

He was obviously smiling, but the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curve down in sadness.

Wei Zi saw it in her eyes and said softly: "How can the winter sun be so dazzling? Speaking of which, I wonder what kind of person Mr. Zheng is, and whether he is worthy of Jing'er? However, the emperor is Jing'er's father. The husband he personally selected for Jing'er will definitely be the best among all the good people. Brother, when Jing'er gets married, he will no longer go against you, let alone bully sister Shan'er."

Zheng Yingzhi, the eldest son of Taiwei Zheng...

A clear and elegant figure appeared in Wei Huanjin's mind.

Zheng Yingzhi is different from the sons of generals like them. He has been what his elders call "other people's children" since he was a child. He has followed a literary path and is polite all day long. When he was a child, he went to the palace for banquets and they all liked to dance with guns and sticks. When playing, Zheng Yingzhi is always dressed neatly, holding a large book and hiding aside to read, shaking his head, which is very annoying.

Not only did he study hard, he was also quite talented in reading. Even the emperor praised Zheng Yingzhi for his talent as a general and prime minister.

After growing up, he had little contact with Zheng Yingzhi. He only heard that he had entered the Hanlin Academy two years ago and would become the prime minister sooner or later.

Wei Huanjin suddenly felt that Zheng Yingzhi was more annoying than when he was a child.

Seeing him in a daze, Wei Zi called out, "Brother?"

"Huh?" Wei Huanjin came to his senses and said with a smile, "Then I have to congratulate Zhou Jing. Such a fierce woman can actually marry Zheng Yingzhi!"

Wei Zi raised an eyebrow.

When he said congratulations, his brother was clearly smiling more ugly than crying.

She was silent and said softly: "Brother knows that I hide an impossible person in my heart. I often think that life only lasts a few decades. If I can be with the one I love, it is the simplest thing. Sauce and vinegar tea will also become delicious. Unfortunately, I am not that lucky. Therefore, I hope that my brother can be braver in relationships. If he has a girl he likes in his heart, he must tell others well. I like it. Girls are not meant to be bullied, they are meant to be loved, and they are meant to be married and stay together forever."

She glanced at the flower girl on the long street: "Brother, look, that flower girl hasn't gone far yet. If I were you, I would buy a flower and go see her right now. Maybe it's still too late?"