Book with Emperor

Since entering Beijing, Han Zhengwei has never seen Han Po. Even if he sent someone to take the Han family back to the Hou Mansion and send someone to take care of them, he did not go to see his father. As for the reason, only he himself knows.

After coming out of the palace, he stayed in the Jingzhao Mansion where he stayed until dusk, and finally changed into casual clothes and went to the Hou Mansion.

In the past, the noble families of the Zhenweihou Mansion were full of royal relatives, but now they are deserted, and even the plaque of the Zhenweihou Mansion has never been hung.

Looking at the familiar mansion, Han Zhengwei had countless memories in his heart, but after thinking about it carefully, it was only a year, and things were different.

His heart tightened slightly, and when he was hesitating, he suddenly caught a glimpse of a familiar figure—Feng Jinci.

This former classmate friend was wearing an inconspicuous scented skirt with narrow sleeves, and there was no other decoration in his hair except for a silver hairpin, but Han Zhengwei was startled by the rolled up bun.

That's the dress of a married woman.

Feng Jinci seemed to be more familiar with the Han family than he was. She led the maid into the door and went straight to the gate. The concierge also greeted her with a familiar smile and said something.Feng Jinci nodded to him, and walked in with a dignified expression. Just then, the concierge caught a glimpse of Han Zhengwei standing on the street, and couldn't help shouting, "...young master?"

Feng Jinci's footsteps faltered, and she suddenly turned around to look around.

The two looked at each other from a distance across the bustling passers-by on the long street. Han Zhengwei saw the excitement and joy on her face, and an indescribable feeling rose in his heart.

The concierge was an old man of the Han family, and he was so happy to see him come back that he burst into tears, and hurriedly welcomed him in, wiping his tears while talking about the current situation of the Han family.

"It's good to be back, it's good to be back!" The concierge turned his head and saw Feng Jinci, and hurriedly said, "The Han family has encountered a catastrophe. Thanks to Miss Feng's care, I took the risk of burying the young lady, otherwise—"

Han Zhengwei's eyes were astringent, "It's all right."

The concierge smiled again, saying that the master was resting in the room.

Han Zhengwei's heart skipped a beat, and he felt uneasy, his father was never idle, he either practiced martial arts at the school or went to the army to train, and he never stayed in the room to rest in the afternoon.

"Master Hou... suffered some injuries." Feng Jinci's eyes were slightly red, and she said softly, "Your body is not as good as before, and the imperial doctor told you to rest more, don't you know?"

Han Zhengwen felt as if his heart had been pricked by a needle, he opened his mouth but found that he couldn't say anything.He has been in Beijing for many days, but this is the first time he has stepped into the Han Mansion, he dare not even come to see his father, how does he know?

Feng Jinci saw his expression in his eyes, and suddenly smiled, "Why, I haven't seen you for a long time, and I have nothing to say to my former classmate?"

"I just don't know what to say." Han Zhengwei twitched the corners of his mouth, his eyes fell on her bun again, and asked inadvertently, "How are you doing?"

Feng Jinci paused with a smile on her face, and her eyes softened, "You are really different, you have changed a lot, like a different person."

"I'm doing well." She fixed her gaze on him, "How about you?"

Han Zhengwei smiled and did not answer this question, but said, "Thank you for everything you have done for the Han family."

Feng Jinci avoided his gaze, "You don't need to thank me, it's what I should do."

Han Zhengwei was stunned by her words, and his thoughts turned inexplicably. He subconsciously said, "Since you are married as a wife, if you intervene in Han's family affairs, it will inevitably cause outsiders to talk. You must not let your husband's family misunderstand."

Feng Jinci's expression froze, "...what did you say?"

"...It's nothing." Han Zhengwei pursed his lips, "Let's get together another day, I'll go see my dad first."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, but he didn't hear the steps of the people behind him leaving for a long time, which made all kinds of thoughts in his mind confused, until he walked into the bedroom and saw his father.

Han Po was widowed in his early years, and the layout of the room was simple, only enshrining his wife's spiritual tablet, which is convenient for morning and evening incense.At this time, he was still in front of the spirit card, but he was sitting in a wheelchair.

Han Zhengwei stared at his father's empty left trouser leg, as if he had lost his soul.After a long time, he knelt down abruptly, his eyes were red with tears.

"Why are you crying?" Han Pu was much calmer, looking at the young man kneeling at the door with his eyes downcast, "I'm not dead yet."

"The child is not filial..." Han Zhengwei's throat tightened, his voice choked with sobs.

"You are indeed unfilial." Han Po glanced at him lightly, "Didn't I tell you not to hang out with Qin Guanyue?"

When Han Zhengwei heard this name that hadn't been mentioned for a long time, the pain and regret that Han Zhengwei was full of at the last moment became more complicated in an instant. He gritted his teeth, "I didn't, Qin...she is already dead."

Han forced to make a surprised voice, "Dead? Really dead?"

This question made Han Zhengwei's heart feel sad, and he thought sadly and helplessly, no wonder he and Yue Wentian didn't believe it, everyone didn't believe that scheming woman would die like this.

"I don't know." was all he could say.

Han Pu suddenly fell into deep thought, as if he had forgotten the person kneeling at the door, and he glanced outside the door after a while, "Thinking about it? Dare to come to see your father? I thought you would wait for me to die before going to my grave to pour water." How about two glasses of wine?"

Han Zhengwei's face turned pale, "My boy is sorry for the Han family, but he has no other way to go. Ning Zhao will not let the Han family go. To save the Han family, he can only change the person on the throne. Everything is done by Haier alone. Hai'er has been expelled from the Han family, and all infamy has nothing to do with the Han family."

Tears fell from Han Zhengwei's eyes, "My child is just afraid of harming the Han family, afraid that I won't be able to wait until the day when the Han family is rescued, and that my father won't want to see me again..."

The room fell silent, Han Po looked at the tears on his face, and said slowly, "You have suffered."

Han Po's words made Han Zhengwei cry for a while, as if he had returned to the time of the little prince backed by the Hou's mansion, until Han Po impatiently kicked him with his right leg before he calmed down.

"Did you see Jinci when you came?"

"...Well." Han Zhengwei paused, then lowered his head uncomfortably, "Chamber told me all about it, she helped our family a lot."

"Then what do you think?"

"What do you think?" Han Zhengwei was stunned for a moment, and then said, "I'll give her some thank you gifts later."

"Thank you?" Han Zhu frowned, looking at him with an indescribable expression, "Isn't it a betrothal gift?"

"Employment... dowry?!" Han Zhengwei's face became hot with embarrassment, "What nonsense are you talking about?"

Han Po's eyes widened, "They have already done this for you, and you don't even want to give a dowry?!"

"..."

Han Zhengwei felt that he and his father were talking about different things, "She...is married, what dowry gift should I give..."

When he finished speaking, Han forced to look at him with a trace of disgust, "You pig-headed."

Han Zhengwei choked, "Why do you still scold me like that?"

As the words fell to the ground, the room fell silent again. Han Po seemed to realize that the son in front of him had seen life and death in the smoke of the battlefield, and had also experienced the destruction of his family. Lord Hou.

The father and son were silent for a moment, and Han Po asked again, "What happened to Qin Guanyue?"

Han Zhengwei was silent, and told the ins and outs of Ning Zhao's captivity, including what he did from it, and then lowered his head after speaking, as if he was ready to be scolded again.

However, his father did not scold him. Instead, he said, "When you grow up, you have your own way to go. I will not scold you anymore, and I will not teach you again, but you have to know that you can do everything, but you can't do it." Regret it, or you've done something wrong."

Han Zhengwei didn't speak, he knew what his father meant, and he also knew that his father had seen his inner thoughts. He was feeling guilty, regretting, regretting that he should not have helped Ning Zhao take Qin Guanyue away, resulting in Qin Guanyue's death, causing his death. It hurts like a good brother.

He restored the Han family, but seemed to have lost a lot.

Han Po let out a sigh of relief, and put his hand on Han Zhengwei's head, "I used to control you less, not to pamper you, but to know that you have a pure heart. , bow down without shame, and be ashamed of your heart."

"I don't teach you right and wrong, because right and wrong are difficult to distinguish, and right and wrong are difficult to understand. You have to judge and choose by yourself."

He handed him a letter, "Xie Heng said that Qin Guanyue left this letter, you can read it."

Han Zhengwei took it, opened it and read it again, his fingers began to tremble uncontrollably.

Three sheets of thin paper, more than 800 characters, revealed the whole truth about the disaster that destroyed the Han family.

"The Han family has fallen to where it is today, and it is inseparable from Qin Guanyue's help, but there are others without Qin Guanyue, let alone the one who killed your sister and your grandfather." Han Ming said calmly, his eyes But with a hint of coldness, "Let's not talk about those who are already dead, and don't let the rest go."