Long Live the Lord

"Eh?! Have you heard anything coming from the little Lord's house? "

Two passers-by happened to be curious.

And another servant B is full of doubts: "no, where is the voice? You didn't hear me wrong, did you? It's very windy today. Maybe it's the wind? "

Servant a shook his head, a little unhappy, and pricked up his ears and listened: "no! There are definitely other voices. Can't I tell the wind? "

"Why? What are you two doing here? Probe probe ear... "

It was aunt LAN, who had been taking care of Zhao Fengnian's daily life. After Zhao Fengnian fell into a deep sleep, she watched every day, hoping that he would wake up as soon as possible.

Today, as soon as she went to get the dried sheets back, she saw the servants a and B with their heads on their sides, as if they were listening to the movement of the little Lord's room.

"Ah It's aunt LAN, who scared me. Just now he said that he heard something moving in the little Lord's room. I didn't believe it. So we both listened carefully... "

The two people who were called by Aunt LAN were startled. Seeing that Aunt Lan was in a hurry, she breathed a sigh of relief and explained the reason.

When Aunt LAN listened to the servant's words, she was overjoyed. Did she say that the little Lord woke up?

Thinking that Aunt LAN could still stand here, she threw the sheet in her hand to a servant, and she walked quickly to the door of Zhao Fengnian's room.

“… Hiss Hiss Hiss... "

Before approaching the door, aunt LAN listened to the ventilation of the window and heard a hoarse and ugly voice

This time, aunt LAN did not doubt it. She quickly opened the door and saw Zhao Fengnian lying on the bed with wide eyes and wide mouth as if he was going to eat people. His little finger was pointing at the foot with a strange angle at the moment

In the ancestral hall of the Zhao family, Zhao Tianshen kneels on the ground in a desolate way, with his head bowed, and his tears dripping down from the gullies on his face.

"Lao Zu, Zhao Tian is incompetent! Can't keep blood for Zhao family But I can't help it I don't want to... "

"But there's nothing you can do about it if you don't have filial piety!" After a few days, the unfilial descendants will go to plead with their ancestors in person... "

Having said these words, Zhao Tian kowtowed to the memorial tablet three times, wiped the tears on his face, and prepared to go out to Zhao Fengnian's room to accompany his son's last time.

"Lord! Good news! Lord... "

Zhao Tiangang just opened the door and was ready to go out. Liu Fu was standing up with a fat stomach, and he was running and shouting to his side.

Looking at Liu Fu, who was sweating all over his head, Zhao Tian frowned and sighed: "ah! Didn't you say don't disturb me? It's not the distribution that you're told to finish

Before Zhao Tianhua finished, Liu Fu gasped and interrupted Zhao Tian's words. This was the first time Liu Fu interrupted Zhao Tian's words for so many years. However, he was not calm when he heard what Liu Fu said

"What?! You mean it? Do you really wake up? Come on Come on Follow me to Fengnian's room, oh, yes! You go and ask Mr. Wu to come over! "

Zhao Tian, who was just in a daze for a moment, ran towards Zhao Fengnian's room and ordered Liu Fu in his mouth.