One Hundred and Eighty Five · Old Injustice

Su Rong's legs were getting better. When the news reached Xu Shun's ears, he was fishing. The fishing rod in his hand sank. He calmly put away the fishing rod and threw it on the ground. A big carp jumped around on the ground.

"This is good." Xu Shun laughed and asked Xu Chong to call the kitchen guy: "I'll make braised carp tonight, and I'll have it like our hometown!"

He is a very nostalgic person. No matter what is in his hometown, it is good. When he came to Beijing for the exam, he had to bring a can of soil from his hometown. When he fell ill in the dilapidated temple and listened to the sound of rain outside, he felt in his heart.

I still think about my hometown.

So after he became successful over the years, he also cared about his hometown and paved roads and bridges for his hometown, and he still did not miss what he should do.

A few years ago, my hometown was coming to Beijing to raise funds and wanted to go back to build a rural school. Everyone laughed at the idea that it was just a whim. However, when the matter reached Xu Shun's ears, the matter was really done.

The chefs he raises at home are also brought from his hometown, so he is naturally very familiar with his taste.

Xu Chong responded, waved his hand and asked the chef to take the things down. He naturally went to help Xu Shun pack the fishing gear, and then he was a little anxious: "Dad, why are you not at all concerned about it? This time."

Xu Shun slowly picked up his bamboo basket, weighed it for a while and couldn't help but sigh with a pity: "This is the basket your grandmother made for me back then. Look, I don't know why it's there.

A hole.”

When talking about Mrs. Xu, who had worked hard, Xu Chong felt a little uncomfortable. He silently carried the bamboo basket for his father: "Since that's the case, use less, and my grandmother doesn't have much left."

Xu Shun's eyes fell on the bamboo basket, and his eyes became colder inch by inch: "Yes, your grandmother went so suddenly. When we go back, nothing will be gone. Only this bamboo basket is my carrying it to the capital to take the exam.

Such a little thought that stayed behind”

Having said that, Xu Chong's eyes were red: "The flood in my hometown was in the past, and countless casualties were killed or injured. After the disaster, it was a major epidemic. Even though it was so difficult, my grandmother also held on and wanted to escape and look for us, but I ran into it first.

Prince”

Xu Shun's eyes became even colder.

The prince was ordered to go to disaster relief. He went to Pingxiang to Jinshui Town and lived in the inn. He didn't know what happened. Anyway, not long after, Mrs. Xu died in the inn in Jinshui Town.

Xu Shun was raised by his widowed mother since childhood, and his relationship with his mother was very deep. It can almost be said that he obeyed his widowed mother by his will. In his heart, no one is more important than Mrs. Xu.

But Old Lady Xu finally waited until he became rich, but died at the hands of the prince.

This made Xu Shun completely unacceptable.

His eyes were red, and he took a breath, feeling that even his chest was hurt. After a long time, he raised his eyebrows and showed a sneer: "So what about the prodigal son of heaven, so what about the noble man of nature?"

If the prince kills his biological mother, he wants the prince to die at the hands of his own father.

How fair.

The room was dark and dull. Xu Shun took the bamboo basket from his son with care, entered the house and placed it on the ground, and then sat down on the rocking chair and spoke lazyly: "You said just now, Su Rong's

The legs are ready?”

Xu Chong poured a cup of hot tea for his father and handed it over, and said, "Yes, I heard that the Su family is crazy about being happy."

Xu Shun lay on the rocking chair with his eyes closed, then shaking it before getting up to pick up his son's tea, and said disapprovingly: "This is inevitable. If anyone has been lame for more than ten years and suddenly can stand up, he will go crazy.

.”

"Then let's just watch it?" Xu Chong didn't understand his father's calmness: "Dad, back then." Before he finished speaking, he saw his father's eyes look at him, hurriedly restrained and hit him

He was worried: "Look at the Xu family and the Wei family, the Su family and Song Heng took the opportunity to force others to the dead. If they really turn over, we will find out."

Although Xu Shun was the second supporter, he could not resist the anger of Emperor Yuanfeng.

The cup was placed on the table and made a thud. Seeing that his son was nervous and uneasy, thinking about what happened recently, Xu Shun also knew that his son was under too much pressure.

"What are you afraid of?" He said lightly: "There are tall men who are holding on to the sky when the sky falls. It's not our turn to worry. Look, isn't Song Heng's assassination a ready-made example?"

Hearing my father say this, Xu Chong hurriedly asked: "Dad, who did you do it? At this critical moment, isn't this crazy?"

Isn’t it clear that I’m seeking death when I assassinate Song Heng at this time?

Xu Shun held the corner of his mouth disagreed: "How could this be crazy? Who is Song Heng now? He is just a concubine's grandson of Guangping Hou. Although he has a little promising, that's all. If he is now

If the Lord can kill him, no matter how angry he is, he is still busy thinking about the matter between the Prince and the Queen. Can he care about it? Anger is always limited. But if you don’t kill it, it doesn’t matter.”

Xu Shun guided his son: "If Song Heng's life experience is proven at this time."

The emperor's thoughts are the most difficult to understand in the world. Who can know whether Song Heng's life experience is a good or a bad thing at this time?

Xu Chong's eyes lit up, and then he lowered his head and said, "It's right! If those people hadn't done their jobs well, they wouldn't have left such a disaster!"

Xu Shun lay down again and said leisurely: "The prince hasn't given up yet. In addition, the Su family killed Shao Wenxun this time, which really made King Fenyang's face sound. Two big Buddhas, how could they be that way.

Easy to deal with?"

What's the matter with your legs?

Only when you have to be alive can those legs be useful, otherwise it would be just a happy moment.

The King of Fenyang, who was named, was raising his head, raised his eyebrows and asked, "Isn't it done?"

The person kneeling on the ground did not dare to raise his head and said silly: "Song Heng is very keen and cunning, we have tried our best. But he was not hurt lightly."

If you are seriously injured, you will still not die.

King Fenyang stood up, stood behind the desk with a blank expression, and had not spoken for a long time.

After a while, he waved his hand and asked him to go down.

Zhan Changshi came out from behind the screen and saw him frowning, he whispered: "Are you worried about this?"

"How can you not worry?" King Fenyang raised his eyebrows: "The Song family got Lai Weiqi and Lu Bingsheng, and have begun to investigate how the Japanese pirates broke from Jinhua to Dengzhou. If they really got the evidence, then

Zang Song Heng was completely reasonable and justified. On the other hand, we wouldn't be able to afford it."

Everyone knows the truth, but Zhan Changshi laughed: "The prince doesn't have to worry so much."
Chapter completed!