Zhe Jinchun

Chapter 750 Like a Mountain

Fen Qin thought all the way and walked all the way, until she walked a long way, looking back, through the spacious courtyard door, she saw that there was still a person standing under the shadow of the lamp in the study.

That tall and cold figure, shrouded by the lights behind him, seemed to be left behind in this world, like a lonely soul, which made people feel inexplicably sad.

Fen Qin couldn't help but want to sigh.

The most miserable life in this mansion is probably his family's husband.

This thought vaguely came to his mind, he shook his head, turned his head and continued on his way.

The darkness of night came down, pressing heavily on her body, and Fenqin's footsteps became sluggish.The moon disappeared at some point, but the strings of lanterns in front were dangling in the wind, making people more and more suspicious of whether this was a dream, and the voices and footsteps of those people also became unreal...

The thirteenth mother of the Huan family suddenly fell down and was seriously ill. The news was only spread within the Huan mansion.

In the eyes of outsiders, Huan's family is very famous today, Huan Daofei is ranked among the three princes, Qinghuan is famous as Dachen, and Huan's sons are almost all outstanding.In such an extremely noble family, even if someone in the family got sick, it would be a quiet and peaceful disease of wealth, and getting sick was an elegant matter.

However, the opinions of outsiders are not as important as those of your own relatives.Because of Thirteen Niang's illness, Huan Daofei was really depressed for a few days.He has always loved this daughter very much, and now seeing the young girl seriously ill, he feels uncomfortable.

Fortunately, although Thirteen Niang's illness was serious, it was not dangerous. After two or three days of care, it gradually improved, and Huan Daofei's mood also gradually improved.

As for Huan Zicheng, he still had that indifferent appearance.

His younger sister fell ill, and still passed out in his study. His reputation for indifference and ruthlessness has now spread throughout the Huan Mansion, and the servants mostly avoid him like snakes and scorpions when they see him.However, all of this had little effect on him, even Huan Daofei's accusation, he didn't seem to take it seriously.

For Huan Zicheng like this, Huan Daofei felt a deep sense of powerlessness.

And the more so, the more he couldn't understand his eldest son.

He clearly remembered that Huan Zicheng had a bit of a temper in the past, although he was a bit arrogant and unreasonable, but he was not the stagnant pool of water he is today.

Huan Daofei couldn't even figure out when Huan Zicheng's change took place.

It seems that just overnight, in the only son of the Huan family, a kind of indifference and indifference comparable to that of Lengquan appeared, and he was as indifferent to people, things, and things as flying catkins.

Frankly speaking, this was once Huan Daofei's expectation.

However, when Huan Zicheng really didn't care about anything, Huan Daofei felt a little uneasy.

He couldn't tell where this uneasiness came from, but every time he faced Huan Zicheng, this feeling would emerge from nowhere, making people feel uncomfortable all over.

Sitting by the lacquered table in the big study, Huan Daofei frowned, looking at the eldest son in front of him, with extremely complicated emotions surging deep in his eyes.

"The matter of San Qilang has already been figured out." After a while, he finally said in a slow voice, stroking the celadon plain noodles beside him with his fingers. .

Huan Zicheng was sitting opposite him, his posture was as straight as a pine and cypress, together with his voice, it also had a straight and straight meaning: "Father is very loving, the Holy One is wise."

Rigid and standard answer, no matter where you put it, you can't find any mistakes.

However, it was such a decent answer that suddenly made Huan Daofei annoyed from the bottom of his heart.

"Since you are about to enter an official position, you need to be strict and upright in public affairs, and personal virtue is also indispensable." He pushed away the teacup, shook his sleeves slightly, and his face suddenly turned cold: "Your thirteenth sister is young, and you You are the elder brother but you don't know how to be courteous, and you let her faint in your room, and you didn't even ask afterward. The gentleman is honest and friendly, which one do you take? If this matter spreads out, what will it do to you benefit?"

When he said this, his complexion suddenly changed, his eyes were fixed on Huan Zicheng, and the corners of his lips were drawn down with a stern arc: "You can't have to cover up everything for your father, can you? You don't want to repent, and you make big mistakes in the future, do you want my Huan clan to be responsible for you?"

Huan Zicheng looked at him straight, with an indifferent expression: "Father taught me the lesson well, I wrote it down." After saying this, he stood up, as if respectfully listening to the lesson.

His stature was already taller than Huan Daofei's, but standing in front of him at this moment, with his sleeves hanging down heavily on his side, he actually seemed to stand tall and towering like a mountain.

Huan Daofei raised his head and glanced at him, a trace of jealousy quickly flashed across his eyes.

He coughed, stood up slowly, walked a few steps aside, and looked intently at the window.

Outside the window is the bright sunshine in May. The water wave lotus pattern carved on the window sash is elongated by the light and shadow, and a large sea of ​​flowers blooms on the desk, and flows down all the way, even the blue brick floor. When the wind passed, the flower shadow was shaken away by the bamboo wind in front of the window.

The feeling of wanting to tear something to shreds made Huan Daofei feel a little breathless.

At that moment, a distant and tired voice suddenly appeared in his mind:

"...My son, don't forget that the future of the Huan clan depends entirely on Ah Cheng. The Huan clan in the future will be handed over to Ah Cheng. A powerful Huan clan, handed over to Ah Cheng, remember, remember..."

The faint voice with phlegm when he was dying, lingered in his heart for many years, would always come to his mind inadvertently, making people upset.

Huan Daofei's brows were drawn together suddenly, and the word "Chuan" appeared on his forehead.

The old man had obviously passed away for many years, but until now it was still like a big mountain, pressing firmly on his heart, making him unable to straighten his waist.

After so many years, every time I saw Huan Zicheng, the feeling of being small in front of the mountains would become stronger and lingering.

"Go down." Huan Daofei said abruptly, waving his sleeves, with an unconcealable impatience in his voice.

"Retire." Huan Zicheng responded briefly.

At that moment, half of his slender figure was covered with sunlight, and the lotus flowers on that ground seemed to be in full bloom on the hem of his robe.

Huan Daofei frowned deeply, said "Mm", and went to Shaojian'er without looking back, leaving Huan Zicheng with a stiff and thin back.

Huan Zicheng's face remained expressionless, he bowed again and walked out of the study.

At that moment, he had never seen it before. The moment he turned his head, Huan Daofei's face was already gloomy.

After entering the Shaojian, he walked a few steps to the pottery table, picked up the teacup and drank a big mouthful of tea, and took a few deep breaths before returning to normal.

(End of this chapter)