"Dad, I know I shouldn't leave him alone in southern Jiangxi, but dad... what should dad do with Shi Xiu? He is only two years old! I am his mother, I can't just watch. Damn it! Dad! Didn’t my younger brother lose his life when he was two years old? Dad, Dad, I am so afraid that Shixiu will die next time... He Still so young..." Fang Zhenli cried bitterly on the ground, clenching her thin fingers into fists and pounding the cold floor tiles, "Daddy, I can't let Shixiu get sick again! Daddy, Shixiu can't get sick again! I can't bear it anymore! Please let me go, dad!"
"Zhenli, you... you go back and take care of Shixiu first, and let me talk to Mr. Zheng." Fang Zeduan said hoarsely, stroking his daughter's disheveled hair.
His daughter was only twenty-five years old, which was the age when her family was blooming. How could he watch his daughter wither away so early
he can not.
How could he
"Yes, yes, yes, I will call Mr. Zheng over now." Fang Zhenli got up from the ground as soon as she heard about the amnesty. She wiped her tears and ran outside. Only then did Fang Zeduan see that her daughter was actually Barefoot, for a while, I burst into tears.
How have they been living these years
Is this still how people live? !
In the past, he never fought or grabbed, was selfless and fearless, and was worthy of the gods three feet above his head, but what did he get in exchange
He was loyal to the king and patriotic, as evidenced by the sun and the moon, but what did his loyal king do to him
Not only had she robbed his son-in-law, but now she was actually persecuting her daughter and taking away his grandchild!
How could there be such a vicious king? He actually stayed loyal to him for so many years.
How ridiculous, how ridiculous!
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When Zheng Zuoyang came in, Fang Zeduan had already calmed down his emotions. He sat silently on the Grand Master's chair, his eyes calm and fierce.
"Master Fang, Miss Fang just said, do you want to talk to me?" Zheng Zuoyang walked up to Fang Zeduan and bowed.
"Mr. Zheng, please sit down and talk." Fang Zeduan pointed to the chair opposite.
Zheng Zuoyang sat down and didn't speak in a hurry. He looked around the room. The furniture in the room was very simple and old. The paint on the chair under him was peeling off. At this time of year, there was not even a brazier in the room. No, no one would believe that this was the residence of the dignified governor of southern Gansu. It was not known whether it was because Fang Zeduan lived alone and was not particular about it, or because Fang Zeduan was really clean and honest. Zheng Zuoyang thought to himself, no matter which reason it was, it was not a bad thing.
"Mr. Zheng, what you mentioned to me last time, that you can send your daughter and grandson to Guangxi, is still happening now?" After a long while, Fang Zeduan looked at Zheng Zuoyang and spoke slowly.
"Naturally, I consider myself a gentleman. It is inevitable that once a word is spoken, it will be difficult to follow up," Zheng Zuoyang said hurriedly, while asking, "It seems that Mr. Zheng has figured it out now?"
Fang Zeduan nodded: "My grandson's condition has recurred, and it is really not appropriate to stay in southern Gansu."
"Gannan is indeed not a good place to recuperate, but Guangxi is different. It has beautiful mountains and clear waters and spring-like weather all year round. It is the most suitable place to recuperate." Zheng Zuoyang nodded and sighed, "If Mr. Zheng could have figured it out half a year ago, Master Sun I won’t suffer so many sins.”