Gong Xue has bandits

Chapter 100 Zheng Fengyu's Conditions
"Mother, mother... I beg you to act, please save the Zhao family!"

In the infirmary, the candles were flickering, and Fu Yuanzhi knelt in front of the desk, pleading again.

Zheng Fengyu picked up the notebook on the case, and said quietly: "I do know how to use gold and stone acupuncture, and I can also heal the deputy general Shi, but why should I do this? The life and death of those people has nothing to do with me? And it has nothing to do with you." ?”

In the cold voice, Fu Yuanzhi's body trembled, and he said with difficulty: "Human life is at stake. The lives of hundreds of people in the Zhao family, including the life of Ji Shizi, are not worthy of my mother's hand? Doesn't mother chant scriptures every day? Paying homage to the Buddha, the Buddha said that saving a life is better than building a seven-level pagoda, so is mother going to die without saving her?"

"Worshiping Buddha?" Zheng Fengyu sneered, with a mocking expression on his face, he threw the string of Buddhist beads in his hand in front of Fu Yuanzhi, and said word by word: "Why do I worship Buddha every day, don't you understand?"

Fu Yuanzhi raised his head, his face suddenly turned pale, he looked at his mother's gloomy eyes, and flashed that year in his mind, when his two twin brothers' memorial day came, he walked into his mother's room step by step, knelt on the At her feet, the scene of crying bitterly.

At that time, his mother said to him amidst the lightning and thunder: "No poison, no husband. If you make a big deal, you should give up. You are my good son Zheng Fengyu. You have done nothing wrong. Even if there is retribution from heaven, you will be punished." Come to see me!"

From that day on, she began to eat fast and recite the Buddha's name, and she also asked for a string of Buddhist beads from Lingyin Temple, and she never left her hand every day——

She is not for anyone, just for him, for her only son.

"My son, do you know? My mother doesn't believe in Buddhism. She only believes that fate is in her own hands. Everything my mother has done these years is for you. Even if I have to go to Avici Hell after death, I will not hesitate. do you understand?"

Fu Yuan's body trembled, his face was full of tears: "I know, mother, I know everything, you have sacrificed a lot for the child, and the child has never been willing to disobey you, but this time, this time the child really begged You, please help the Zhao family!"

He has always been calm and steady, and has never cried so violently. He kowtowed heavily while begging, and every word was like a cuckoo weeping blood.

"The child has gritted his teeth and moved forward these years. He lives no faster than his mother. He also knows that he has nothing to rely on from his mother and can only rely on himself. Therefore, the child never says the word 'friend' lightly, and always walks alone."

"But they are different. They are the children's classmates, and they are also the people who have experienced life and death with the children. This time, the Zhao family has been wronged, and the children have also seen the great love and righteousness that grandpa said from them. Has the mother forgotten the teachings of grandpa?" The children were deeply touched, and I really couldn't bear to watch them die, so I begged my mother to help me!"

"What kind of friend? What kindness and righteousness? You even moved your grandfather out, but that girl from Fengguo's mansion came to look for you. Don't think that mother doesn't know, mother has seen everything! You haven't let her go yet, you are all At this point, are you still infatuated with her?"

"No, it's not, everything my child said is true..." Fu Yuan burst into tears, kowtowed and begged, "I beg my mother to believe in my child. I will only ask my mother this time in this life. From now on, my child will not ask for anything." Listen to mother, beg mother..."

"Listen to me for everything?" Zheng Fengyu narrowed his eyes slightly, and smiled coldly: "The mother wants you to marry the Princess Xuanyin, are you willing?"

The voice was neither too loud nor too small, and it sounded suddenly in the medical room, but it was like a thunderbolt hitting Fu Yuan's heart hard. He suddenly raised his head, his eyes were red: "What?"

There was no trace of blood on that handsome face, and the whole person couldn't believe it. Seeing his appearance, Zheng Fengyu sneered again: "Why, don't you want to?"

She suddenly slapped the desk and said sharply: "If you can't do it, don't make promises!"

Fu Yuanzhi panicked, and quickly knelt and moved forward a few steps: "No, mother, no, except for this matter, the child is willing to promise mother everything, except for this matter..."

"Enough!" Zheng Fengyu's eyes burst into light, and his voice became more stern: "Mother, as long as you agree to this matter, will you be willing?"

"I, I really..." Fu Yuanzhi shook his head, his eyes were bloodshot, his body trembled violently, like a trapped animal struggling in a swamp.

"Okay, there's no need to say any more!" Zheng Fengyu stood up suddenly with a cold face, threw the acupuncture notebook at Fu Yuanzhi's feet, and viciously rang out on top of his head: "You Seeing the hundreds of people in Zhao's family die, let's go to the guillotine together with that ignorant Ji Shizi!"

As she spoke, she leaned on a cane and walked past Fu Yuanzhi, stepping on the string of Buddhist beads, and was about to leave mercilessly. Fu Yuan subconsciously hugged her leg, but she threw it away violently. The voice came with the bitter medicinal fragrance:
"You say it nicely, but you don't want to pay any price, and you want to save others? You can't even save yourself, who can you save?"

After finishing speaking, he kicked away the string of broken beads and walked towards the door of the hospital room, "Mother doesn't need this string of beads anymore, Buddha can't save the world, in this life, only your mother is your guiding light, you Think it over for yourself!"

After Zheng Fengyu left for a long time, Fu Yuanzhi finally fell on the ground, weeping silently.

The cold wind was bleak, and when the last day came, everyone did not panic as imagined, but gradually calmed down, and the calm waiting was filled with a sense of generosity to die.

When Fu Yuanzhi came to Jihou's mansion, Ji Wenjing was in the courtyard taking a portrait of Zhao Qinghe. Under the sky, Zhao Qinghe was wearing that bright red and beautiful wedding dress, with tears in his eyes and a gentle smile on his lips, looking into the distance , already looks like the person in the painting.

"Perhaps, this is the last painting I will leave in this world..." Ji Wenjing smiled faintly at Luo Qiuchi who was next to him while painting: "Barbarian, I must ask you once. After our husband and wife leave, not only If I ask you to collect the corpses for us, you have to burn this painting on our grave, do you remember?"

Luo Qiuchi put his hands on his shoulders, his eyes were red, but he still smiled and said, "Xiao Ji, are you embarrassing me? I'm fine with collecting gold, silver, and everything, but I don't want to collect corpses. I don't want to bring a painting. I thought about burning it, and keeping it for future hanging in the new house... Don't worry, you will be able to survive this calamity safely, but if it doesn't work, I can also learn from you and make a breakthrough. execution ground!"

There was a ferocity of a gangster in these words, Wen Renjun was shocked by the side, turned his head and his face changed slightly: "Boss, you..."

On the other hand, Ji Wenjing was still very calm, but he said bluntly while painting, "What do you learn from? Does your family also have a gold medal for avoiding death from Emperor Xian? Or are you the reincarnation of an Arhat, so you can't be defeated by a copper wall? Save your energy. Save it for us to dig our graves, savages."

He is used to sharp words, and he is still unmistakably mean when it comes to himself, but Luo Qiuchi suppressed his smile and looked serious in the wind: "There is no gold medal for avoiding death, and it is not the reincarnation of Arhat, but there are hands and feet, flesh and blood , even if we fight to the last moment, what are we afraid of?"

The voice echoed clearly in the courtyard. Ji Wenjing's long eyelashes moved, and the brush in his hand finally stopped. He turned his head and looked at Luo Qiuchi. After a long time, he whispered five words: "Thank you, barbarian."

Taking a deep breath, she turned her head and continued to paint, "However, Huangquan Road is crowded enough, so you should stop making trouble and catch the next trip in a hundred years. This time, let us, husband and wife, have a quiet time. Ok?"

There was obviously a hint of disgust in the words, and Luo Qiuchi finally made him laugh: "It's your job!"

The wind swept across the sky, and there was sadness in the laughter, they didn't notice, Fu Yuanzhi approached quietly, and pulled Wen Renjun: "Ah Jun, elder brother wants to tell you something."

Outside the Hou's mansion, under a dense tree, Wen Renjun couldn't hold back his excitement: "Brother, did Auntie agree? She is willing to come and treat Vice General Shi?"

Fu Yuanzhi looked at her, but avoided answering, and only after looking at her for a long time, he said softly to her: "Ah Jun, you said in the court that day that the king is like a rock, and the concubine is Puwei, so your affection will never change. Seriously?"

Wen Renjun was a little taken aback: "Brother Shi, you, why did you suddenly ask this?"

"There is no reason, you answer me." Fu Yuanzhi's face was calm, unable to see sadness or joy, he just said firmly: "You and Luo Qiuchi really agree with each other, have you recognized each other in this life?"

Wen Renjun met his eyes, took a deep breath, finally nodded and said: "Yes."

She said every word with absolute certainty: "We have agreed that we will never let go of each other's hands again. In this life, I will never marry him."

Fu Yuanzhi's body trembled, his eyes suddenly turned red, and his handsome face was suddenly filled with indescribable sadness: "Ah Jun, if elder brother hadn't been forced by the family to abandon you several times before, would you still No, will it..."

He wanted to ask something, but he still didn't dare to ask it out. Seeing Fu Yuanzhi's appearance, Wen Renjun felt sore, and hurriedly said: "That's all in the past, and no one needs to worry about it anymore. At least for now, we're all fine, aren't we?"

"Yeah, everything is fine..." Fu Yuanzhi murmured, his expression gradually calmed down again, but the sadness still lingered, and he said meaningfully: "As long as you live well, I can rest assured .”

Wen Renjun finally realized what was wrong, stepped forward and said, "Brother Shi, what's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, it's just..." Fu Yuanzhi raised his head slightly, looked at the vast white sky, and involuntarily pressed his hand on his heart, "It's just that here, I probably won't come back to life."

He said such a sentence without thinking, Wen Renjun didn't understand for a while, and when he still wanted to ask again, Fu Yuanzhi said to her with red eyes: "Ah Jun, Shixiong is leaving, take care of yourself."

The cold wind brushed the ends of his clothes and hair, and his words were light and sad, with sadness in his eyes: "The days to come are still so long, you have to take good care of yourself, the Brotherhood will watch you from afar, silently guarding behind you, only I hope you will be happy every day, worry-free, and have a smooth life.”

He waved his hand, holding back his tears to say goodbye to Wen Renjun: "This time, I really have to leave, Ah Jun..."

Wen Renjun panicked for no reason, and said anxiously: "Brother, what are you talking about? What happened?"

Fu Yuanzhi shook his head, turned his head and left alone, "Life is like being in the midst of thorns. If you don't move your heart, you won't move rashly. If you don't move, you won't get hurt. Brother Shi probably has to walk a road that can never be turned back." On the way..."

He stepped into the wind with big strides, Wen Renjun's heart palpitated suddenly, the pain was so painful that he couldn't breathe, she hurriedly chased a few steps, tears fell down inexplicably: "Brother!"

Fu Yuanzhi's back moved, his long hair was flying in the wind, but just like what he said, he never looked back, but just walked towards the distance step by step, without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)