For three consecutive days, the villa was very lively again, because Mr. Shen came back from the ghost gate again.
Shen Qingxuan in the hustle and bustle was at ease, dressed in a crescent moon white robe, sitting on a chair with a smile, gladly accepting the words of concern from all parties, nodding his head to listen, humble and polite, with a style of elegance and elegance.
It caused another sound of regret, saying how good it is, but it's just such a trick of fate.
Shen Qingxuan's words of compassion had already trained his body to be of copper skin and iron bones, and when he listened to them, it was not painful or itchy. But Shen's mother who was on the side was touched, and she shed tears several times, and was afraid that Shen Qingxuan would be even more sad when she saw it, so she hurriedly turned her head to wipe away the tears.
How could she escape Shen Qingxuan's sharp eyes with these actions, but mother and child are connected, Shen Qingxuan knew what was in her heart, so he pretended not to see it, and turned his gaze to others.
When the banquet started, Shen Qingxuan let the servant girl push him away from the banquet. Everyone knew that Shen Qingxuan was weak, not good at drinking, and he was just recovering from a serious illness, and he couldn't spend time with guests, so they told him one by one to rest well, and only after Shen Qingxuan left did he toast to drink.
Shen Qingxuan returned to the room, listened to the noise outside through the window lattice, and secretly sneered. I don't know how many times this kind of banquet has been held, and I don't know how many times it will be held in the future. Who knows
Even if Yi Mo helps him and makes him no different from ordinary people after a year, he doesn't know what kind of hardships he will suffer in the future.
Feng Shui turns, the world is impermanent.
After being rescued from the ice cave, Shen Qingxuan realized the meaning of these eight words that his father often chanted.
Who would have expected that Xiaojia Biyu, who was gentle, shy and timid, married into the Shen family for three years—the Erniang who loved him so much in the past would almost kill him
Never thought about it.
Even thinking about it now, and thinking about it again after so many years, I still have a painful feeling of being severely betrayed by my loved ones.
Just as he was in a trance, there was a sudden sound of hurried footsteps in the courtyard. The footsteps were extremely brisk, with eagerness, and the unique accent of official boots. Shen Qingxuan's dark eyes lighted up slightly, and the smile that was always on his face showed some sincerity.
"Brother!" The door was pushed open abruptly, stirring up some dust, and the sun shone in from the outside, and a clear-eyed face appeared in the dancing room of the floating dust. The recklessness of some children.
Seeing his elder brother sitting on the chair and looking at him with a smile on his face, the young man was also a little embarrassed. He quickly withdrew his hand and recovered a bit of stability before saluting: "Brother."
Shen Qingxuan beckoned and called the person to his side, then grabbed his hand and pulled the tall body down, flicked his fingers on the other person's forehead with inertia, and said silently: "I thought you grew up a little bit, Why are you still so rampant.
Shen Zhen could understand his elder brother's lip language since he was a child, and quickly rubbed his bland forehead with one hand, and hummed: "I want to be more reserved, because I'm afraid that I will scare you into denying me as a younger brother."
Shen Qingxuan laughed when he heard that, stroked the tidy hair crown, and asked: Why do you have time to visit me today
"My brother is just recovering from a serious illness, how can I not come to see it?" Shen Zhen squatted down, put one hand on his brother's leg, and leaned in front of him to act like a baby, just like a relative when he was a child, his eyebrows and eyes were full of blood thicker than water Looking at the face that looked like Er Niang's, Shen Qingxuan felt peaceful in his heart, and he really couldn't bear any hatred for this face that was crooked by his side since he was a child.
Even if he knows that he has fallen to where he is today, it is all because of this person.
He just turned one year old that year, the second son of the Shen family.
Master Shen once held his eldest son with one arm, and supported his second son who was still sucking his thumb while he was still in his infancy, and said proudly in front of the two wives: "In the future, my eldest son will shine on the lintel of my Shen family, and he will be a prime minister and a marquis." . In the future, when I get old, I will rely on this little guy for my retirement. In this way, my Shen family will be considered complete.
The expectation in the words all fell on Shen Qingxuan who was only seven years old.
He only saw his eldest son being clever and planning the door of the Shen family, but he never saw the smiles of the two wives in front of him, how much unwillingness and grievance were hidden in the smiles on one of the faces.
Why, just because he is the second son, he ended up being kept in a captivity, with a life of mediocrity
The woman's thinking was narrow, and she never thought about it at the time, everyone has his own destiny, if his son is really up to date, how could Mr. Shen ignore his future. It's just talking nonsense when you are in high spirits. She took it seriously. With evil intentions, Shen Qingxuan's life was harmed.
When she finally figured it out, she made a big mistake.
Patting the back of the young man lying on his knees, Shen Qingxuan looked at him and said: After becoming an official, the sword and gun will fall, right
Shen Zhen shook his head quickly: "What's the matter, brother doesn't believe that we go to the courtyard, I'll show you the dance."
Shen Qingxuan nodded with a smile, Shen Zhen hurriedly got up and pushed him, the two brothers went out of the room and stopped in the open space in the courtyard.
Shen Zhen took a long stick, played a trick, and said with the stick: "Brother, look after me, brother will play with the stick for you."
Shen Qingxuan was still smiling, smiling heartily.
Shen Zhen also grinned when he saw this, and the wooden stick in his hand swam like a spirit snake. When he swung it, the wind whistled, the dust splashed everywhere, the light and shadow were blurred, and when it hit the ground, it made a dull sound. The tunnel is powerful.
Shen Qingxuan watched intently until the set of stick techniques was finished, and he clapped his hands quickly, not hiding his approval at all.
Having received his elder brother's praise, Shen Zhen became more and more complacent, threw away the stick, took a long spear, and showed Shen Qingxuan another set of marksmanship, which was slightly inferior to the stick method, but still very powerful.
The two brothers were in the courtyard, one played for the other, until the red sun set, Shen Qingxuan signaled to stop, and asked someone to bring wet wipes and hot tea.
Shen Zhen gulped down a cup of tea, wiped the sweat off his face, then leaned towards Shen Qingxuan again, and said, "Brother, do you have any advice?"
Shen Qingxuan glanced at him: What should I teach you
Shen Zhen chuckled: "Brother, don't come here. Dad said that when you were young, you liked to dance with guns and sticks. You even secretly stabbed birds' nests with a martial artist's halberd. This made Master very angry. Do you dare to admit it?"
When Shen Qingxuan heard the words and thought about it, he could vaguely recall some, but couldn't remember more specific details.
These old things, if Shen Zhen didn't mention them, Shen Qingxuan would not be able to remember them. Even if Shen Zhen mentioned it now, he still couldn't remember it.
Occasionally, fragments flashed through my mind, but I didn't feel that it happened to me.
Those past events, vaguely from the previous life or from a long time ago, were stained by the yellowing time and turned into a piece of fragile paper, which would shatter when touched.
incomplete.
Shen Qingxuan's face became slightly gloomy.
Shen Zhen knew that he had said something wrong, so he quickly changed the subject, took Shen Qingxuan's hand on his lap, and said excitedly: "Brother, it's rare for me to go up the mountain once, and I've been tired for half a day. You can play chess with me .”
Shen Qingxuan came to his senses and said: What should I do if I lose
Shen Zhen rubbed his forehead, whispered to his elder brother's ear: "Same as usual?"
Shen Qingxuan also became joyful, nodded in agreement, and the two returned to the room.
Tea and snacks were brought into the room by the servant, and after they were ready, Shen Zhen closed the doors and windows tightly, and checked again whether they were closed tightly, as if he was afraid of being discovered, with a guilty expression on his face. Shen Qingxuan couldn't stop laughing when he saw it.
The soft mat was spread out on the couch, and the two of them sat facing each other. Shen Qingxuan wiped the chessboard again, took out the black and white chess pieces, and asked: The same
Shen Zhen nodded hastily, as if he was afraid that he would go back on his word, he snatched the sunspot and landed one, then another, and then another.
At the beginning of the game, he snatched the sunspots first, and dropped the thirds first.
Shen Qingxuan raised his eyebrows, looked at him for a long time, then cursed silently: I really didn't improve.
Shen Zhen quickly retorted: "You are the elder brother, and I am seven years older than me, so I should have seven sons. Now I have only three sons, and I have made great progress."
Shen Qingxuan was obsessed with Bai Ziluo and ignored him.
Shen Zhen also calmed down, watched the chess game, and began to play seriously.
Shen Zhen took advantage of it first, and in a short time, he killed the chess game so unpredictablely, the strange peaks stood out, surrounded and suppressed Shen Qingxuan's white pieces, he was quite proud.
Shen Qingxuan didn't even raise his head, he just kept his hands down. After a game of two sticks of incense, Shen Zhen's peaks and corners were completely cut off, and Bai Zi was like a dragon entrenched on the mountain, ready to go, just waiting for an order, and he could be killed in an instant. In this game, Jiangshan is in the hands.
"Brother," Shen Zhen wiped off the cold sweat on his forehead, and hurriedly said, "Brother is open and close, ruthless in methods, and generous in his conduct. If elder brother becomes an official, how can there be a place for younger brother..."
With a smile on his face, Shen Qingxuan took the pen placed aside sideways, dipped it in the ink before slowly saying: Don't flatter, raise your face.
Shen Zhen quickly shut his mouth, and handed over his face bitterly.
After a while, a big crawling tortoise appeared on that handsome face.
Shen Zhen jumped to the bed, picked up the mirror to take a picture, and sighed: "The more I flatter, the more vivid this turtle is. It can be seen that flattering still needs to be photographed, especially brother's flattering."
Shen Qingxuan patted the chessboard impatiently, and said: Come again.
Shen Zhen had no choice but to sit back again, while carefully checking the window for any leaks, so as not to let outsiders look at it. That would be embarrassing.
Until dinner in the evening, the two still closed the doors and windows, refusing to come out. All the servants were waiting outside, and no food was allowed inside, which finally alarmed Master Shen.
Master Shen heard that his sons refused to eat, so he hurried over and stood outside the door and asked, "What happened to you?"
After a while, Shen Zhen's voice came from the room: "Father, I am playing a game with my brother."
Master Shen was taken aback for a moment, then with a strange expression on his face, he stood for a moment, waved away the servants, "Go down first, warm the food, and bring it back in an hour."
After driving the people away, Master Shen leaned against the door and said in a low voice: "Xuan'er, let dad come in and have a look."
There was a sudden fuss and panic inside the door, Master Shen was waiting eagerly, and sure enough the younger son couldn't screw the older son, Shen Qingxuan pushed the wheelchair and opened the door.
After entering the door and taking a look, Master Shen walked towards the screen, still with a kind voice: "Come out and let Dad have a look."
There was no sound behind the screen.
"Don't be like a big girl, come out and let Dad see." Master Shen continued to coax.
Shen Zhen couldn't survive.
Shen Qingxuan closed the door again, went over and pushed down the screen. Shen Zhen didn't expect his elder brother to do this, and couldn't dodge, instinctively leaning on the falling screen to escape.
At this moment, Master Shen had already seen the scene he wanted to see, and he held it back with a "poof", his beard trembling.
Shen Qingxuan also kept his face down, and kept shrugging his shoulders, which showed that he was holding back hard.
Shen Zhen stood there, with turtles crawling, standing or rolling all over his face, not letting go of his ears, and a tiny turtle on each earlobe, stretching its neck and kicking its legs.
Master Shen covered his stomach, pointed at Shen Qingxuan with trembling fingers, and said incoherently: "You, you... your brother, you are really no, no, no... it's not right."
Shen Qingxuan immediately raised his head, his bright black eyes looked at his father without blinking.
The father and son looked at each other for a moment, then suddenly turned their faces away, one opened his mouth to laugh silently, and the other almost died of laughter.
Shen Zhen was still angrily yelling not to allow the two of them to laugh anymore. Later, seeing that none of them could stop, bowed their waists and covered their chests, couldn't breathe from laughing, and were so frightened that they didn't care about embarrassing themselves, they hurried over and patted each other on the back to help them breathe, fearing that the two of them Sick from laughing.
Little did he know that his elder brother and father, when they turned their heads and saw the big painted face full of anxiety, they couldn't stop even if they wanted to.
Shen Qingxuan almost laughed out loud several times, so he could only bite the tip of his tongue and swallow the sound rolling down his throat.
Joy and joy very hard.
In the past twenty years, there has never been a time when I was not working hard.