Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 128

"Is Aunt Jun too tired?" Xu's voice came over with concern.

Mrs. Xiao shook her head slowly.

In the final analysis, all of this is worthless.

The Xiao family rose due to the troubled times and reversed the fate that the family should have been doomed. Now it is backlashed by this. Come to think of it, this is also doomed.

Deep sadness welled up in her heart, and she opened her eyes to look at Mrs. Xu.

Mrs. Xu sat quietly on the couch, her face that was no longer young still had some youthful beauty, which reminded Mrs. Xiao of the day when she first married into the Xiao family. Clothes, blushing, I met my uncle in front of the hall, and the play and laughter all over the yard seemed to have not dispersed until today.

However, no matter how good the time is, it is just borrowed from the Xiao family.

Or it would be more appropriate to say that it was stolen.

At that moment, Mrs. Xiao's heart ached.

She hated her children, but she couldn't save them either.

This is the fate of their Xiao family.

At that moment, she looked at Xu's eyes full of compassion, just like the Buddha statue enshrined in the hall.

They can't do anything, not even the most basic self-preservation.

Their Xiao family is like a fish stranded on the shore. All the glory of today is just an illusion born of lingering.

It's not that he didn't think about resisting, and it's not that he didn't look for life, it's just that all of this is based on the other party's kindness.But now, the opponent's power is getting stronger and stronger, but the Xiao family is getting weaker and weaker, like a rootless weed, clinging to others and relying on others.

Such a Xiao family can only see if God will give them a way out.

"The Qin family, what are your plans?" After a long time, Mrs. Xiao asked again.

At this time, she had already calmed down, her voice was light, and she could not hear any emotion.

Xu frowned: "It's natural to stay away from them." Her expression was somewhat apprehensive, "Qin Liuniang was sent back by Xue Erlang, if she keeps getting too close like before, If they found out something, it would be a big risk to spread the news to Xue's family. His family is now in the filial piety period, so it's fine if it fades away slowly. Besides, no one in their family is working now. , there are too many contacts, and it also smells of copper." At the end of the sentence, there was inevitably a bit of contempt in his tone.

Mrs. Xiao listened quietly and did not express any opinion on it. After a while, she asked in a low voice: "A few months ago, did the Qin family notice that you asked Xun'er to go to Lianyun Town?"

Hearing the words, Mrs. Xu was startled for a moment, then turned pale, lowered her head and said in a low voice: "Aunt Jun, forgive me, it's because I didn't act properly, so I hurriedly sent Erlang to inquire about the news. Fortunately, Xue Yunheng is well-known, and Qin's family I only thought that Erlang came here because of his reputation, but no one asked much about it."

At the end of September this year, Xiao Jixun went to Lianyun Town to look for Xue Yunheng under the banner of admiration, but in vain, he had a romantic affair with a beautiful young lady from the common clan, and there were quite a few rumors among the nobles in the county.

At that time, Mrs. Xu was so anxious that she didn't care about that much, and she didn't report this matter to the two elders.Thinking about it now, she was indeed a little reckless, but fortunately, Xiao Jixun's affair was covered up, which did not arouse the suspicion of the nobles.

Mrs. Xiao looked down at the rosary in her hand, gently twisted a bead with her smooth fingers, and changed the topic again: "What about ethnology? Can't you just turn it off like this?"

After hearing this, Xu's complexion darkened, he picked up a corner of the brocade handkerchief in his hand, and sighed a long sigh: "What if we don't close it? The mansion is... a bit cramped now, if you want to hold on If you start with ethnology, if something happens, you won't be able to get rid of things."

Her words were extremely cryptic, but it also pointed out that the Xiao family's current financial situation is just stretched.

They always need to keep some spare money in case Huan's case is retried.

This should be the idea of ​​the old head of the Xiao family - Xiao Yijian.

"...The husband and the lord also said that the ethnology is a little conspicuous after all, and it is better to close it earlier." Xu continued, her voice still melancholy: "Furthermore, there are also some Han clans in this ancestry. Brother, those people are not easy to guard against. If someone gets into trouble with the article, it will be troublesome. My lord said, since it is closed, there is no need to open it again." After speaking, she let out another long sigh.

Ethnology is a matter for the prosperity of a family, and if the Xiao family's involvement is not too big, they don't want to shut it down.

"Fortunately, there are a few masters left behind, and Ah Xun's knowledge will not be delayed." Xu cheered up and said with a smile, as if afraid that Mrs. Xiao would be worried, and comforted her: "Your Majesty, you don't have to worry. All the adults said that this is the best way to deal with this matter. Our Xiao family still needs to be restrained, and it is best not to draw attention."

Mrs. Xiao remained silent, but the look of pity in her eyes flashed past.

Whether restrained or publicized, the rise and fall of the Xiao family has nothing to do with it.Their future and fate are not in their own hands, but in the hands of...that person.

She closed her eyes wearily.

"Old Lord, I'm well." A little servant girl's voice came from outside the curtain, but it was Xiao Yijian who came back.

Mrs. Xu stood up quickly and helped Mrs. Xiao up. The two of them just stood still when they saw the brocade curtain opened, and an old man with gray beard and hair and hale and spirit walked in with square steps.

"I've seen you, my lord." Xu clasped his sleeves and saluted, speaking in a respectful voice.

Xiao Yijian waved his hand, followed by a thick voice: "There is no need to be too polite. My wife has worked hard today." As he spoke, he looked at Mrs. Xiao again, and his eyes became extremely gentle in an instant. : "You have worked hard too."

Mrs. Xiao gave a calm "hmm" and said nothing else.

Seeing this, Mrs. Xu on the side stepped forward and said respectfully: "I will take my leave first."

At this moment, Xiao Yijian obviously had something to say to Mrs. Xiao that it was not good for her daughter-in-law to stay here.

Mrs. Xu left quickly, but the old couple in the room did not speak for a long time.

The candlelight reflected the warm yellow light, and the ombre incense was burned in the auspicious bronze censer in the corner, and the icy cold fragrance lingered and dispersed, like the empty Cangshan Mountain and the Midnight Ice Wheel, bringing the warm yellow and Soft, washed into dust under the moon, indescribably cold and chilling.

Xiao Yijian sighed sadly, looked at the old wife at the side, but saw that Mrs. Xiao even closed her eyes, as if she didn't want to look at him at all.

"You... still blame me?" Xiao Yijian's voice resounded, and there was a hint of bitterness in his thick voice.

Mrs. Xiao remained silent, but her eyes were still closed persistently.

Xiao Yijian sighed again: "It is helpless to shut down the ethnology, I..."

Before he could finish his sentence, Mrs. Xiao suddenly opened her eyes, and said coldly: "You're just pretending to make your children and grandchildren think that things can still turn around, and Xiao's death is not inevitable. But?"

The voice was cold, like the cold wind passing by the ears outside the window, which made people feel cold in the bottom of their hearts.

(End of this chapter)