"Home?" Zeng Zuimo laughed at himself, "Thirteen years ago, I didn't have a home anymore."
"Do you remember what happened thirteen years ago?"
"Don't dare to forget..."
Zeng Zuimo shook his head, and when he looked up at the middle-aged man again, his expression had regained his composure, and he said, "I don't know what the servant Zeng is doing here today?"
Feeling the alienation in her words, the middle-aged man sighed and said: "I was just a small official in the household department back then, and I couldn't change the overall situation. I could only watch my brother in trouble. Later, I also went to The Secretary of Jiaofang looked for you, and only then did he know that you had been ransomed with a lot of money, and he never gave up looking for it all these years."
The middle-aged man looked at her and said slowly: "Zijian said that the person I saw in Zuiyue Tower seemed to be you, and I knew you had come to the capital. These days, I have been afraid to see you, just because I was worried about you. I can’t forget what happened back then.”
"What else is there for the servant?"
The middle-aged man looked at her and said seriously: "Come back, the Zeng family is no longer the Zeng family thirteen years ago, I promise, from now on, no one will bully you, you are still the eldest lady of the Zeng family... , I want to make up for everything I owe you over the years."
"The Zeng family is indeed not the Zeng family thirteen years ago, and I am not the young lady of the Zeng family thirteen years ago." Zeng Zuimo's face was calm, and he shook his head and said: "If Zeng Shilang has nothing to do, please go back."
"Drunk ink..."
There was a trace of pain on the middle-aged man's face, and he said, "Until now, you still refuse to call me second uncle?"
"Xiaocui, see off the guests!"
Zeng Zuimo stood up and walked towards the inner courtyard.
The moment she turned around, two lines of tears silently rolled down her pretty face.
"I will come again." The middle-aged man sighed, looked up at her and said, "There is something, Second Uncle needs to remind you, stay away from that Chang'an county uncle, the farther the better."
Zeng Zuimo's footsteps paused, then accelerated a little, and disappeared behind the Moon Gate.
"Please go back."
Xiaocui stood behind her, glanced at the middle-aged man, and said politely.
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"Father, how is it?"
The young man was waiting at the door, and when he saw the middle-aged man coming out, he immediately stepped forward and asked.
"Let's go back and talk about it." The middle-aged man looked up, and in the teahouse opposite, there were already several people walking towards this side. He withdrew his gaze and walked towards the entrance of the alley.
Not long after, a shameful voice came from inside the carriage.
"What, she actually refused, she thought she was..."
"Snapped!"
The middle-aged man slapped the young man on the face and said coldly, "Shut up!"
"If your uncle hadn't protected us back then and borne all the guilt alone, do you think you are still qualified to sit in the carriage like this today?" The middle-aged man glanced at him and said, "We owe her too much, drunk Mo is the only flesh and blood of the elder brother, luckily I found her, otherwise, my conscience will be troubled for the rest of my life... "
"No matter what grievances you have before, after today, it will be written off!"
"I see, father..."
The young man covered one side of his face, nodded and said.
Only when he accidentally turned his head away, his eyes showed a lot of disdain and resentment.
What kind of debt, what kind of flesh and blood, one made him suffer for several months, and the other ruined his future and became the laughing stock of the capital. There will also be endless stains on the body, and the hatred is as deep as the sea, how can it be wiped out
The carriage stopped in front of the mansion, and when the middle-aged man got out of the car, the porter of the family stepped forward and said: "Master, the adults have been waiting in the mansion for a long time, and the palace seems to have sent someone over."
After the middle-aged man was startled, he quickly stepped into the gate of the mansion.
"Master Zeng, you are back, let us have a good meal!"
As soon as they entered the hall, several people stood up from their chairs and said to them.
"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I went out to deal with some things just now, a few of you suddenly visited, I don't know what's the matter?"
Several people did not speak, but turned their heads one after another, looking at an eunuch sitting on the main seat.
"But what orders does the imperial concubine have?" Zeng Shichun's heart moved, and he immediately stepped forward and asked.
The eunuch's voice was soft and piercing, "My lady asked me to ask you, what kind of climate do you plan to see Li Yi form in the court?"
When several people heard this, their faces changed.
"You guys, do it for yourself."
The eunuch only said a few words before drifting away, leaving several people in the room looking at each other in blank dismay.
One person sighed and said: "It seems that after the Chongyuan Palace incident last time, the empress is still dissatisfied."
Another person nodded and said: "Your Majesty's worry is not unreasonable. Who would have thought that the little guy who could be crushed to death before has grown to such a degree. Now, he is no longer just relying on His Majesty's protection." .”
"However, it is not so easy to move him now. Not only does he have to face His Majesty, but also half of the imperial court." Someone said worriedly.
Today's Chang'an County Bo Li Yi is no longer the fledgling little man a year ago. Counting directly or indirectly, how many things he has done in the past year, and how much support from courtiers has he won
He is not considered an official. A year ago, they were powerless against such a person. What can they do a year later
If they really wanted to fight head-on, I'm afraid that some of them might be smashed to pieces.
"There is no rush for this matter, and we need to think about it in the long term." Zeng Shichun thought for a while, and said: "I think the others have also received the instructions from the empress, so let's play by ear."
Everyone nodded when they heard the words. This time, the empress should be serious. The days ahead for Li Xianbo will be extremely difficult.
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"Bah bah bah!"
Li Yi waved his sleeves, waved away the dust on the road, looked at Lao Xu, and said dissatisfiedly, "What is so urgent, could it be that your mother-in-law gave birth?"
"No!" Old Xu jumped off his horse and said excitedly, "Master, it's Missy, Missy is pregnant!"
"What!" Li Yi's body shook, his eyes widened, and he grabbed his arm and asked, "What did you say?"
"Missy is pregnant!" Old Xu panted heavily, and said, "Just now a doctor surnamed Liu went to the house, and after taking the pulse, he said that Missy was pregnant, and a monk sent an abortion. Fangzi, uncle, you should go back quickly!"
"Stop talking, my uncle has already left."
Lao Fang patted him on the shoulder, pointed to the horse running away in front of him and said.
"Follow up quickly!" He waved the rein, and the carriage started slowly.
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"Hey, young master, this time, we must hold a three-day banquet, wait until the young master..., wait until the young master is born, and then treat him for another month!"
After Lao Fang got off the carriage, he rushed into the mansion, stepped into the courtyard, and said with a smile.
Fang's sister-in-law came out of the room, waited for him a glance, and said, "Keep your voice down, what are you talking about, don't disturb the eldest lady."
Then he asked dissatisfiedly: "Young master, why didn't you come back with you, what is more important than this..."
Lao Fang was stunned for a moment, and said, "Didn't my uncle come back on horseback long ago?"
"No!"
Fang's sister-in-law looked puzzled.
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A Taoist nun in a broad avenue gown leads a horse and walks along the path in the forest.
Sitting on the horse, Li Yi looked at the nun and asked, "Senior, where are you taking me?"
Volume Three: The Rebellion of the State of Qi