Nongmen's fierce wife busy farming

Chapter 1136

Feiran looked at Han Jing, under the strictest twilight, there was an evil charm that people couldn't see clearly, after a while, he smiled lazily,
"I'm reckless, I can't even be considered a righteous man in the world, what can I need the help of the current emperor?"

"I've been free recently, just wandering around, I think this place is quiet, I just wanted to get drunk here, but I didn't realize it, but I attracted you."

As Feiran said, he took out another jug ​​of wine from behind and threw it at Han Jing with his internal force.

"Half a day in the cool moonlight, a flute to drink people's hearts. Although there is no flute sound, since the two of us have met, do you want to sing to the moon and have a drink?"

Han Jing took the jug and looked at Fei Ran sitting on the steps without any image, with Yin Yi's grave not far behind him.

I ran to other people's cemeteries to drink in the middle of the night. Is this person sick?
"Why, do you think this cemetery is unlucky?" Fei Ran raised his eyebrows and couldn't help but tease him.

"I suspect you will pick places."

In the winter night sky, the crescent moon is like a hook, the stars are cold, and living in a desolate cemetery, there is a strange desolation everywhere.

Under such a situation, although it would not be creepy, it would definitely not produce romantic elegance.

"The stars are dotted, the moon is round, the rivers flow back into the cups and plates, and the wine is too small for a bosom friend. Today I will accompany you to get drunk once."

Han Jing pulled out the cork, raised his head and took a sip.

Then he sat down on the stone steps on the other side.

The night wind blows, blowing up a layer of fallen leaves on the ground, sometimes spinning and circling, sometimes flying away with the wind, rubbing against the ground and making a rustling sound.

In this situation, the timid people really can't sit still.

The two sat opposite each other, neither of them opened their mouths to speak, and a pot of wine was drained in a moment.

"Feng Er, go to the wine shop and bring some jars of peach blossoms to get drunk." Han Jing shook the wine jar in his hand, turned his head and ordered.

"Don't bother, behind the stele, I have already prepared it."

Feiran threw the wine jar in his hand, and stood up staggeringly. After a while, he took out a basket from behind the stone tablet, which was neatly filled with wine jars.

"Whatever you want, that's enough."

Feiran picked up a wine jug and threw it to Han Jing, and he also picked up one and sat down.

"I haven't congratulated you yet on becoming a great treasure."

"It's all in exchange for human life, not to mention congratulations."

Han Jing glanced at him, then at Yin Yi's grave, thinking about his parents who were still buried elsewhere, the corners of his mouth twitched, from the beginning to the end, he didn't feel much joy in his heart.

Hearing Han Jing's tone, Feiran looked at him in surprise, and then chuckled after a while.

"Put away your resentful face. In the eyes of the world, the Han family is the winner and the beneficiary. Even if it is exchanged with blood, it is still an honor."

Who hasn't paved the way with blood on the way forward?The more colorful and eye-catching, the more you can climb to the top and enter the Heavenly Palace.

Han Jing looked at him, nodded in agreement,

"You're right. People in the world only know that my Han family won the throne, changed dynasties, and took advantage of the world's benefits. As for the parents who died because of this, it is not important compared to this huge country."

Speaking of this, Han Jing looked up at Feiran, with regret and coldness in his eyes,
"So what if I take all the benefits of the world? How would the world know what I want in the bottom of my heart?"

Originally, he only wanted his parents to be healthy, his wife and children to be happy, and he would guard the border for the country, so he would have no regrets in this life.

After Han Jing finished speaking, she looked up at Fei Ran's eyes,
"Do you also think that I'm hypocritical, that I'm a good boy when I get cheap?"

Feiran: "..."

He could feel the pain in Han Jing's eyes, so why didn't he experience pain and entanglement?
Although in the end he obeyed the voice in his heart, there was still another voice accusing him.

The conflict between the two sides made him entangled, painful, and crazy... Fortunately, he survived. Although he didn't know whether his choice was right or wrong, the fact was already established, and it would be futile to entangle any more.

Han Jing drank the wine on his own, waited for a while and did not hear Fei Ran's answer, a slight mockery flashed across his face.

"My father fought in the south and the north all his life. His meritorious service was honored with glory, and he suffered from knife wounds and hidden diseases. But he never complained. As a military commander, it is his duty and responsibility to be loyal to the country...Whoever dreams of it ends up in the end. Died so embarrassingly? It's outrageous."

"I used to think that it doesn't matter if I'm jealous or jealous, as long as I protect the frontier and keep the people safe, it's worth it."

"Manly man, it's okay to bleed but not cry. But how can he tarnish the reputation of the Han family, how can he be cruel to a woman who has no strength to restrain a chicken?"

When Han Jing said this, she raised her head and took a sip of wine, taking advantage of the moisture in her eyes.

Iron-blooded tough guy, his head can be cut off and blood can flow, but he can't bear the tragic death of his parents at the hands of his own people.

"My mother, what a generous person, she doesn't fight or grab, she forbears and gives in. I have been beaten and experienced in the military camp since I was a child, and I don't have time to accompany me. As long as I know that she is waiting for me safely, I will be satisfied with my health. My mother said , Since ancient times, loyalty and filial piety cannot be both, for the sake of the family, for the court, give up the small and take the big."

"... Such a transparent person, I can't figure it out, how could he have the heart to do it?"

Feiran leaned on the stone tablet and listened quietly to Han Jin's narration, especially when he mentioned his mother, his voice was choked up and his eyes were watery.

For a moment, he felt mixed feelings.

Yes, everyone has a lot to do, but who is to blame for all this?

In court games, there is no right or wrong, no clear grievances.

But for women and children, he also harbored anger in his heart, hidden anger that no one knew.

In the final analysis, it is all caused by greed. Greed, hatred and ignorance are common in the world, and the harm is not small, and the harmer will eventually be harmed by others.

"So, he's dead, and it's over. Whether it's hatred or resentment, it all vanishes together..."

But myself, why is he still so contradictory, he has long been looking forward to his death, and only after he dies can he make atonement with the people below.

Feiran sneered, looked up at the crescent moon in the night sky, and remained silent for a long time,
"Do you know that there used to be a silly woman who obediently hid in a small yard and waited obediently, waiting for the one she loved to find her, hoping that the one she loved would pick her up. Waiting, consuming the birth of the son, consuming until the son grows up, and driving himself crazy."

"I exhausted all my youth, from black hair to white hair, from tenderness to madness, and I didn't wait for her lover."

Hearing Fei Ran's tone, Han Jing turned his head abruptly, looked at the sarcasm at the corner of his mouth, looked at the undisguised anger in his eyes, and suddenly, he saw the appearance of another person from between his brows.

"you……"

"Heh~, have you guessed who I am?"

Han Jing: "..."

I didn't notice it before, and I never thought about it, but now that he has reminded it, it looks more and more like it.

(End of this chapter)