When we were very young, our parents always said that you should be like this and you should be like that. There was clearly a white sun in the sky, but our parents always felt that you were cold, so we had to wear thick clothes and sweat under the scorching sun.

Sometimes the greatest harm to us comes from the people we trust the most. This kind of harm is dual, in addition to the ** and there is also emotionality. This is why we often have a smile on our enemies and will not forgive a relative and friend who has hurt us.

We are mentally prepared for the harm from the enemy, because the reason why the enemy is called an enemy is that he is hostile and unfriendly to us. Even if the enemy cuts off his head, we will only annoy our stupidity before death, and swear that if we have a next life, we will never fall into the trap of others.

If the harm comes from relatives and friends, even a small harm will make us feel heartbroken.

Yun Zheng said that Zhou Chu's allusion to eliminate the three evils is a bit vicious. He knew clearly that no matter Wugou or Lu Weng, these people had absolutely no idea of ​​putting themselves to death. They just simply thought that they were purer than being a ruthless civil servant.

The chest was aching faintly. Yun Zheng beat his chest twice, coughed twice and returned to calm.

"Those who give up on me should not stay yesterday's day, and those who mess with my heart will have more worries today!" Yun Zheng gently recited Li Bai's famous quotes, trying hard to put these thoughts that could not be clarified.

From the first moment of knowing the truth of the matter, Yun Zheng knew that he could only swallow the bitter fruit. If he wanted to take revenge, he would be the one who was most hurt in the end. The family he worked hard to run would definitely be torn apart at the moment when the revenge began.

When people are furious, they cannot make decisions, so Yun Zheng went to the study and began to review documents that he seemed to have never finished.

The Song Dynasty is now strong. Even if you miss the text, it doesn't matter if you miss the text. Zhao Zhen can afford it. For example, the Yuanshan Camp's document requesting a small amount of money to repair the camp, Yun Zheng happily approved it. He knew that Yu Hou, the general of Yuanshan Camp, planned to take the opportunity to get some benefits for himself and his subordinates, because the person who paid the money was the Xichuan Transportation Office. Yun Zheng felt that there seemed to be no mistake in letting his subordinates get some benefits.

The piles of documents have been reviewed, and it is time for the sun to set. It is strange that no one calls me to have dinner today. In the past, no matter how it is Lu Qingying, Ge Qiuyan, or bacon, there will always be someone else.

After leaving the study, he immediately felt that the atmosphere at home was not right. In the past, it was the most lively time at home. The servants were carrying plates of food between the kitchen and the dining room. Some servants who had no errands had already gathered together with their own bowls to eat and drink.

As for Lao Zhao, the second housekeeper who just returned from the imperial tomb of Gong County, he would habitually sit next to the stone table in the garden, put two side dishes on it, and make a pot of wine to eat and drink.

Today, Old Zhao stood respectfully under the flower wall of the old house, drooping his head without saying a word. This behavior made Yun Zheng think of the old butler of the Shi family.

"Old Zhao, what's wrong today? Why don't you drink and eat? Could it be that today's food is not as good as the taste?" Yun Zheng asked Lao Zhao with a smile.

Lao Zhao raised his head carefully. Seeing that the Marquis was indeed smiling brightly, he didn't seem to be pretending to be fake, and whispered: "Mr. Marquis is not happy today. How can I have the intention to drink and eat vegetables?"

"Nonsense, I'm in a bad mood, are you going to stop eating? Everyone is busy all day long. If you can't even have a worry-free meal, you'll have no meaning. Go and have a meal, don't worry about me, I'll be fine after a while."

Lao Zhao smiled and said, "I am so worried that I can't eat it today!"

Yun Zheng said strangely: "What's wrong with you?"

Lao Zhao said with a bitter face: "Old slave's second daughter-in-law is Bihe, who used to be in charge of clothing in his wife's room. Didn't he give birth to a fat boy a year ago? What bad things will hurt him today."

Yun Zheng was even more strange. Lao Zhao had always regarded this fat grandson as more important than life. If there was a problem with the child, Lao Zhao would have the intention to jump into the river, so he asked quickly: "What's wrong with the child? Could it be that he is unwell and sick? Then hurry up and go to the doctor."

Lao Zhao frowned and sucked in an air like toothache: "This child has refused to eat breastfeeding recently. The old slave was so anxious that he said casually, "Eat quickly, if you don't eat, I'll eat it!"

Yun Zheng's eyes were wider than cows, and Lao Zhao slapped his thigh and said, "That's the wrong sentence. My son said I was disrespectful to the old man, and his daughter-in-law cried on the spot. Tell me, I still have the mood to drink and eat meat."

Yun Zheng reluctantly held back his laughter and patted Lao Zhao's arm and said, "It's just a mistake, but there's really no place to complain about your troubles."

Lao Zhao smiled and said, "With your words, the old slave's heart is much brighter. Since he has not made any complaints, he has to pretend that this has not happened. We have no other good way to do it except to aggrieved ourselves."

Yun Zheng couldn't bear to wipe out Lao Zhao's kindness. This old slave would rather smear himself than express his opinions. He was a good person.

"I didn't tell anyone about my affairs, how did you know?"

"The moment you threw the tea cup out, the old slave and his wife were right in front of the window... Marquis, this matter has nothing to do with the wife, it was all unauthentic by the old master and the others..."

Yun Zheng shook his head and said, "It may not be that what they did is not authentic, but I scared them. When Chengyan Temple was blown into the sky by gunpowder, my ancestor was Chengyan Temple. He witnessed the whole incident with his own eyes, and some other ideas are also worth it."

Lao Zhao smiled and said, "Marty, you are a god-like person. You are majestic everywhere you go. Others can't see through what you want to do with your naked eyes. If you want to help you, you will often mess things up. Don't be as knowledgeable as them."

Yun Zheng pressed Lao Zhao on the stone stool and smiled: "It's getting late, it's time to have supper. Have a good meal, nothing happened."

Amid Lao Zhao's "ah ah" promise, Yun Zheng went to the old house directly. Since Lu Qingying already knew the cause and effect of the matter, she should be the saddest at this time.

When she entered the door, she found that the atmosphere in the inner house was even more depressing. Ge Qiuyan kept looking out at a loss. When she saw Yun Zheng coming in, the joy on her face flashed, because she saw that her husband's face was also ashen.

Seeing that the situation was not good, she immediately slipped away quickly against the wall.

Yun Zheng entered the door, and Ge Qiuyan, who was hiding in the corner of the wall, saw the crane-mouth incense burner standing at the door flying out of the door, and then the peony-patterned teapot also flew out of the door. Then there was another plate of teacup. Until a Jindun was thrown out of the door, Ge Qiuyan immediately returned to his room and hugged the three dolls tightly in his arms and shivered.

The sandalwood table at home was too heavy and Yun Zheng couldn't move it. He kicked the footstool out with one foot. There was a burst of severe pain from his toes. It was probably because the fingernails on his feet were torn open.

After screaming, Lu Qingying sat on the chair with her feet in her arms, standing in the room with a scary face, then came over and helped Yun Zheng take off his shoes and socks to check the injuries on his feet.

Sure enough, the fingernails of the big toe flipped over and the blood was flowing. The tears on Lu Qingying's face fell in a string, and she wrapped her toes with her handkerchief and said sadly: "If you don't feel happy, you'll beat me up, why are you trying to slap yourself?"

Yun Zheng snorted, "What's the difference between beating you and slapping myself? Hurry up and wrap my toes, and then bring me something to make me lose my anger."

When Lu Qingying heard her husband say this, a hint of anger immediately appeared in her originally dull eyes. She wrapped Yun Zheng's toes in a few seconds and quickly handed over a pen holder.

Yun Zheng snatched it over and threw it out of the door with the brush.

Lu Qingying moved the inkstone on the table again. Yun Zheng shook his hand and quickly took it back. He carefully placed the inkstone on the table and said angrily: "You prodigal woman, can you throw something like Sheyan out at will?"

Lu Qingying hurriedly took a vase from the shelf. It was an old thing from the Yun family. This thing was worthless. Yun Zheng threw it out without thinking about it. A bang came from the yard. This thing should have been broken to pieces.

One took things and the other threw things. After a while, the yard was filled with tattered porcelain and some torn scrolls.

After Yun Zheng finally threw out a porcelain pillow, he finally let out a long breath, and turned around his stiff neck and said to Lu Qingying: "Prepare for food, I'm hungry."

Lu Qingying walked to the door and shouted loudly that the maids who ran away from home prepared food. In a short while, they set up a table of Yun Zheng's favorite food on weekdays.

Ge Qiuyan, who likes to get to Yun Zheng’s side, did not show up from beginning to end. Yun Zheng ate this meal very happily. Seeing that Lu Qingying was always cooking vegetables for her, she didn’t eat a single bite. Yun Zheng looked up and said, “Eat, no matter how angry you are, you have to eat enough to continue getting angry.”

Lu Qingying burst into tears and said, "I really don't know..."

"Nonsense, if you knew I wouldn't have become an inexplicable general. You might have become an official in charge of the political affairs."

"Aren't you angry with me?"

Yun Zheng stuffed a big mouthful of rice into his mouth and said strangely: "Why am I angry with you? This matter has nothing to do with you. I am too careless, otherwise with their wisdom, there is no way to let me get into it."

Lu Qingying sobbed, "If it weren't for me, you wouldn't have been so careless that you fell into the current field." (To be continued, please search for astronomy, the novel is better and faster!
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