"What the hell? It's not a ghost. Qiu Ning is alive, she is still alive... Come back, come back to me. If anything happens to Qiu Ning because of you, come back to me..."
Jin Fengju shouted angrily, and even said the words "engage in military law." He was still in the military, so there was nothing wrong with saying such words. It's a pity that the young Marquis has a reputation all his life. Today, because of his beloved wife, he is in danger of losing his life. After all, he has done something "crazy and abusing power for personal gain".
The soldiers came back timidly. At this time, they heard not only Fu Qiuning's voice, but also the voices of the two children intermittently. Yuelan was already exhausted, but when she heard Qiu Ning's shout, she immediately became energetic. She took her cousin Wang Qing's hand and rushed to the ruins again. The bosses rushed up, so what else could the scoundrels say? , rush. Anyway, there was no ghost in that voice. Maybe the second mistress was really alive.
Everyone increased their efforts and finally demolished the bottom floor of the pagoda. They saw a huge hall, which was now full of stone and wooden beams. Looking around, except that the big Buddha was still safe, it could be said that everything was in a mess. The most important thing is that in such an environment, it is impossible to see where Fu Qiuning and the two children are hiding.
"Qiu Ning, Qiu Ning, Zhenyi, Zhenxuan, where are you?"
Jin Fengju yelled in a hoarse voice. In fact, although he was tired, except for shouting after hearing Fu Qiuning's voice, he had been working hard the rest of the time and made no sound at all. The reason why his voice was so hoarse was that It was completely filled with anger. The lives of my beloved and my two sons, what does it mean if I get angry and my voice becomes hoarse? It's only God who is merciful that he didn't let his hair grow old in a day.
"Master, here."
"Daddy... we are here, here..."
The sound finally came clearly, allowing Jin Fengju to determine the direction. He and the soldiers worked together and quickly cleared a road. After moving away the last few wooden beams and stones and leveling the mud pile, under the altar table The three people were finally revealed.
"Qiu Ning, flutter your wings, Zhenxuan..."
Jin Fengju immediately knelt on the ground. The little Marquis, who had never shed tears before, burst into tears at this moment. He only called out the names of Fu Qiuning and the two children. He immediately ran forward and hugged the newly minted child. Fu Qiuning and his two children came out of the offering table and burst into tears.
The current young Marquis is much more embarrassed than Fu Qiuning and Jin Zhenyi Jin Zhenxuan. The brocade clothes on his body are in tatters, and his hair, face and hands are covered with blood and dust. He looks more like he is on the verge of death than Fu Qiuning and the two children. Fu Qiuning, who had climbed down from the mountain, felt tender in her heart when she saw him like this. She lay on her husband's shoulder and cried endlessly.
The scene of a family of four hugging each other and crying touched many people, and then everyone seemed to wake up and let out waves of cheers. Jin Zangfeng, Jin Zangjiao and Mrs. Jiang also woke up from a dream and ran over quickly. The whole family hugged together and cried hard. Even Mrs. Jiang, who usually pays the most attention to elegance and occasions, could not care less about her son and daughter-in-law's infection at this time.
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"I'm really fine. Please sleep for a while. Look at you. There are scars on your face, hands and arms. You look even more miserable than me." Fu Qiuning lay on the bed, helplessly advising Jin Fengju.
"You're still being stubborn and saying it's okay. I haven't seen what your back looks like, right?"
Jin Fengju glared at Fu Qiuning, then lifted the quilt and looked at the white cloth bandaged on Fu Qiuning's back. When he saw that there was no blood, he breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "It seems that the bleeding has stopped. , that’s good, there won’t be any danger.”
Fu Qiuning didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What danger can there be? It's just that when the table sank, a piece of skin was scratched, and the bleeding was limited. What danger could there be?"
It turned out that after she held the two children in her arms, the altar table could not withstand the continuous heavy pressure on it and sank a little. Fu Qiuning could not stay still, so every time he moved, he would inevitably touch the altar table. Her posture was uncomfortable and she couldn't straighten up at all. She could only move from time to time to relieve her pain. As she moved back and forth, her back was bruised, but the area was so small that even the white cloth had to be bandaged by Jin Fengju.
The young Marquis, who was worried and confused, still wanted to ask the imperial doctor. Fu Qiuning thought about asking the imperial doctor to come with a piece of skin as big as a slap. Jin Fengju didn't care. She couldn't afford to lose this person and let the imperial doctor say it behind his back. Marquis Jinxiang's wife was too delicate, and she would be frightened even if she scratched her skin. When they went out to socialize, the ladies talked and laughed with each other, didn't they want to find a hole in the ground to crawl into
Jin Fengju couldn't resist her, so he had to apply the medicine for his lover's golden sore himself and bandage it with white cloth. He went out all year round, so he could do this job more quickly than Jian Feng and others. After that, he stayed by Fu Qiuning's bedside until Now.
It was really a lively day outside. After everyone knew that Qiu Ning was in danger, not to mention the housekeepers and wives at home, they all came to visit and say hello. The old lady and Mrs. Jiang and Mrs. Fang sent people to ask questions more than a dozen times a day. Just talking about the people outside made Jin Yanfang, Jian Feng and others very busy.
After Yu Niang came to visit in person, she did not go home. She only sent a letter to her mother-in-law, asking Fu Qiuning to take care of her. Now their family is living a very good life. They invited a little maid and a widow to come to help. The widow They were Yu Niang's old friends, and they were very close friends, so Yu Niang felt relieved to stay here to help.
Then when Yujie heard about it, he came over in person, but Fu Qiuning saw her sallow complexion and skinny skin, so he couldn't help but rush back, otherwise he would have stayed to help. Then there were those from the Jiaofang Division, and later even the Queen Mother sent people over. After receiving the letter, the families of those noble ministers also sent people to visit her. These people are not stupid. Now that the emperor has returned safely, His Highness the Crown Prince has been imprisoned in the clan mansion. How can everyone still not understand that this day is about to become reasonable? Both the Crown Prince and Prince Hong have fallen, and only Prince Rong will be able to ascend the throne in the future. As Jin Fengju's trusted brother-in-law, will his future be more than just a meteoric rise? Therefore, even those famous fence-sitting factions rushed to send people to visit, and without exception they sent precious gifts and supplements.
It was a noisy and busy day, and everyone was greeted by Mrs. Jiang. Jin Fengju and Fu Qiuning just rested in the house. Seeing the night falling, Fu Qiuning saw that the bloodshot eyes in her husband's eyes had not receded. She felt really distressed and hurried away. He went to sleep, but the other party refused. In the end, he had no choice but to move in, leaving Jin Fengju leaning on the bed.
Seeing that her husband was asleep, Fu Qiuning was about to call Jian Feng to come over and put out the candle, when he suddenly heard the sound of footsteps outside, and then Jian Feng's voice said outside: "Why are Butler Jin here so late?"
As soon as Jin Fengju heard the voice, he sat up immediately. Because this was an inner room, Jin Ming could not come in, so he just reported outside the door: "Sir, all the ruins of Baiyun Temple have been cleared. Except for the pagoda, Two parts of the main hall collapsed, burying three pilgrims. Looking at the scene, you can tell that they died on the spot."
Jin Fengju was silent for a moment, and then he heard Fu Qiuning sigh behind him. He held his lover's hand and said softly: "Life and death are determined by fate and wealth, don't worry too much."
Fu Qiuning agreed, knowing that people in this era simply did not understand the knowledge of self-rescue in the event of an earthquake. If nothing else, the Baiyun Temple was a thousand-year-old temple with prosperous incense and the Buddha statues in the temple were remodeled every few years. The body and the altar tables are not ordinary wood, they are all made of the finest golden nanmu. The three people worshiped Buddha and offered incense in the main hall. As long as they hid under the altar table when they discovered an earthquake, they would usually be able to wait until rescue. Yes, but they all died on the spot.
At this time, Jin Fengju besides sighing for those three people who died in vain, felt extremely happy in his heart, and even more scared. He simply couldn't imagine what she and her child would look like now if her lover hadn't suddenly come to his senses. They should already be cold corpses. ? Thinking of this, his body couldn't help but shudder.
Jin Ming saw that his father had promised but nothing more happened. In this case, it seemed that he had to take the initiative to report, so he continued: "Prince Rong led the army to cross Baihegou. It is estimated that he can return to Beijing in three days. The Emperor has issued an order to the Ministry of Punishments to collect evidence of the Crown Prince’s crime.”
"Oh, I see."
This was originally the most important thing on Jin Fengju's mind, but after his beloved wife and son were in danger, these things no longer seemed so important. He now fully realizes that as long as the family is together peacefully and happily, the intrigues, intrigues, parties, and palace battles are not very important. Of course, this kind of thinking is also biased. If there is no fight, if the prince ascends the throne, the Jin family will be finished. Even if they continue to work loyally, the prince will never tolerate them.
After Jin Ming finished his report, he quietly retreated. Here Jin Fengju was lying next to Fu Qiuning, holding her hand tightly. After a long while, he softly said: "It's over, it's all over. Qiu Ning, from now on, I can accompany you well." I’ll live my life with you.”
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In Qingwan Pavilion, Jiang Wanying looked at the almanac on the table, then slowly stretched out her hand and tore off a page.
The Chinese New Year will be in one month, and decades are just a fleeting moment, not to mention how short this month is? But she was destined not to be able to wait until the eighth New Year after she got married in this mansion.
The door opened with a creak, and she raised her head, but did not look back. She did not hear the sound for a long time, so she smiled and said softly: "Is it my cousin? I don't know how you plan to express yourself when you come here. I?"
Jin Fengju looked at the back of his cousin sitting on the chair. She was as slender and graceful as when she first got married eight years ago. He felt a pain in his heart and clenched his fists tightly, but soon he controlled his Emotion, she said in a deep voice: "I want to know why? Wanying, you are different from Xiangmian. If she is the chess piece her father arranged beside me, it has been like this from the beginning. I believe it is because she is just a low-status person. She is a concubine who has no ability to control her own life, so although she is hateful, she is also pitiable. But why are you? You are the granddaughter of Lu Guogong, with a noble status, and you were the most difficult person in Jinxianghou Mansion that day. It was me who asked you to marry me, why did you do this? Don’t you know? Will this ruin your life? "
Jiang Wanying laughed at herself, turned around, looked at Jin Fengju with lonely eyes, and said quietly: "So what? No matter how noble my status is, can I ignore the lives of my parents? When the prince was still a marshal at the border, my father When he was an official there, he was greedy and deducted the army's food and fodder, causing the soldiers to mutiny and almost being taken advantage of by the enemy. Afterwards, the prince helped him suppress the matter, but from then on, his father had a deadly clue. It was in the hands of the prince. That day, my cousin was humiliated, so the prince asked my father to marry me, so that I could take the opportunity to control the power in the palace, monitor my cousin's every move, and even sent me an ally. Huh! He said he was an ally, but in fact It's just a matter of monitoring each other. Cousin, although the prince is unworthy, he saw the importance of you at that time. His vision is really powerful. It's a pity that he is arrogant and greedy. Otherwise, he It’s really not certain who Prince Herong will kill, don’t you think so?”
Only then did Jin Fengju understand why Jiang Wanying, with such a noble status, was willing to be the prince's undercover agent. After knowing the reason, he surprisingly felt no sadness or pain. Looking at the haggard woman, his mind recalled the beautiful and dignified woman during the bridal chamber with her affectionate smile. So he sighed and said softly: "Go away. Although I can never forgive you for what you did to me, you did it to save your father. Although I think the evil cause planted by my uncle himself, You should taste the bitter consequences, but as a child, there is nothing wrong with being filial. Besides, you are Xuan'er and Zhen'er's mother after all. I don't want to do things too badly and leave this thorn in their hearts. So... you go, and never set foot in Duke Jingguo’s mansion from now on."
After he said that, he turned around and left. At this point, the two of them actually had nothing to say. However, just as he walked to the door, he heard Jiang Wanying smile miserably: "Cousin, you have changed. Where did Jin Fengju, who was always ruthless to the enemy and never sloppy, go? Could it be that Fu Qiuning's influence on you , is it so profound? It actually changed your temperament?"
Jin Fengju stopped. After a long time, he sighed and said calmly: "In fact, I have never changed, but you have changed. Maybe, after I reconciled with Qiu Ning, you have regarded me as a non-killer." You are an impossible enemy, but in my eyes, in addition to being a spy, you are also my mother’s beloved niece, my once innocent and lively little cousin, and the mother of my son and daughter. These are enough for me Let you live. As for the future, I can only say, you can take care of yourself."