Vol 3 Chapter 94: Father's instruction

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The next day, news came from Leyiyuan that Wei Zhenghong wanted to see his daughter.
Wei Changzheng knew that Wei Zhenghong had only summoned Shen Cangfeng the day before, and at this moment he couldn't help but worry: "Is my father healthy today? If I'm lacking, I'm going to greet you tomorrow?"
Lu Han, who came to ask her, said with a smile: "Miss, please rest assured that there is a happy spirit in every happy event, not to mention that Miss is about to get better now. Yesterday, a grandfather saw his aunt, and he was right My aunt was full of praise, not only for my uncle to use lunch. Until dinner, I also ate more than a half bowl of green stem porridge. "
Wei Changxi heard the words "good days", and he blushed blatantly. He also heard Lu Han recount that Wei Zhenghong was very satisfied with Shen Cangfeng, and became more blushing and yelled, "Lu Bojing bullies others, so he talks about the spirit of his father. Okay, that's it, why bother with some! "
Lu Han, Lu Yuan, and others were all who had been guarding Zheng Hong for many years. In order to defend Zheng Hong, even in his lifetime, he spent all his energy on caring for Wei's eldest son who was not born. Even Mrs. Song said in her early years that Wei Zhenghong was able to live to this day. From time to time, he met his wife and parents. One is the wonderful hand of Lai Ji, and the other is that these people are really caring and considerate.
Because of their extraordinary status, the elder sister Wei Changzheng is also known as his uncle to show their respect for their care for their father.
Lu Han also said that he grew up watching Wei Changzheng. He is older than Wei Zhenghong, so although he is a male servant, he can go straight into the backyard. At this moment, he smiled and said, "The old slave always accompanied the old master, and the young lady went to the Le Yiyuan. The old slave didn't dare to disturb the young lady to accompany the old master, but she could only take advantage of this opportunity today to discuss With this errand, congratulations to Miss Iga. "
"What did Luber say! What a congratulation ... I went to see my father!" Captain Wei looked embarrassed, jumped up, stomped his feet, and ran away with anger-she also knew Le Yiyuan .
He's busy greeting people to keep up, Huang's joked with Lu Han: "The young lady has been joking around for the past two days, don't want Han to plug in."
"Our young lady is generous, looking at her, but she smells that Grandpa is in good spirits, and is anxious to meet." Lu Han laughed. "I heard that you came back two days ago, sister Huang, I am waiting. Grandpa hasn't had time to see him. In a blink of an eye, more than ten years have passed. Looking back, it was really ... "
"Isn't it?" Huang smiled slightly. "Fortunately, Grandpa is okay now?"
"The prescription given by Ji Shenyi has been eating, and he usually takes medicated meals ... still rest, but it is not tiring. You ca n’t raise your spirit, you ca n’t be disturbed." Lu Han sighed.
Huang also sighed: "I have been walking in the imperial capital for the past few years and went to Ji Shenyi's gate every year, but I also learned a few more tricks. I will talk to the grand master while the young lady talks to you?"
"That's really good," Lu Han said with joy, "I will have to write down in a moment!"
The two walked back a few steps and recounted the old, and the front-line guard stepped quickly to the Le Yiyuan-this time Wei Zhenghong did not wait in the court, the courtyard was quiet. The two old servants were guarded under the corridor. When she saw her, she didn't say anything, just cast a kind smile and bowed slightly.
Wei Changzheng understood, lightened his footsteps, waved at them to signal that he didn't need to be polite, and went into the room.
After entering the door, you will see under the west window. After the opening of the spring, the newly-vegetated green window screen will be blue and bright, lined with a bottle of freshly picked peach blossom powder by the embedded mica soft couch.
At this time the weather was gradually getting hot, but now the mica soft couch is still covered with thick mattresses. Wei Zhenghong leaned on a hermit capsule and half embraced the quilt. He had a half-book in his hand, but it seemed as though he hadn't finished reading it. With his eyes closed, he just placed a few pages of the book on the quilt. The knuckles of the book were clear and slender, but pale.
Xu is because of the false magpie. Although his expression is calm and relaxed, the pain between the eyebrows is extremely obvious. A wide-sleeved robe with a pair of deer pattern brocade on a white background is loosely draped over the shoulder—Wei Changzheng remembers that this robe was newly made this year, but the last time I came to see my father, only half of them have come to now Moonlight, it looks like this robe is wider ...
It can be seen that Wei Zhenghong's life in the past half month has not been very good, and the spring day has been prone to disease, not to mention Wei Zhenghong's weak body ... Wei Changxi was sad.
Wei Zhenghong's body is so weak, of course he can't be alone in the room. Now it is not the servant who is holding him, but Mrs. Song sitting on the couch personally, holding Wei Zhenghong's hand without a book, as if He was warm, but his eyes were lost, and he looked at the plum blossom mandala not far away.
Although the couple were lying and sitting silently, at this moment, they revealed a kind of indescribable tranquility.
It seems to be a sin to step in and disturb.
Seeing this scene, Wei Changxi was holding his breath and gazing quietly, and retired quietly, waiting on the porch.
Wei Zhenghong was originally a fake, but tormented for many years, Wu felt less keen than ordinary people; Madam Song thought of something. Wei Changzheng, because of the practice of martial arts, noticed that his footsteps were lighter than ordinary people. The couple did not even realize that their daughter had come in and quit. About half an hour later, across the screen, I heard the inside guard Zheng Hong was insufferably asked Madam Song: "Is the future still in the future?"
"I'll go and see ..." Madam Song answered.
"Father, I'm here." Wei Changyi agreed quickly across the window, and Madam Song yelled, "Why not come in when you come! Tired your father to ask!"
Wei Chang neglected his skirt, walked into the door, and saw Mrs. Song holding up Wei Zhenghong to sit up. She was busy helping out, and was ordered by Mrs. Song to go into the inner room to get a few secret sacs to cushion him behind Wei Zhenghong so that he could sit more comfortably.
After Wei Zhenghong sat down, his face turned pale again, and he turned his face to the side, holding his fist against his lips and coughing. Wei Changxi was startled, and Mrs. Song showed a pain in her eyes, and yelled outside the door, "Luan!"
The old servant guarded on the porch came in alone, and didn't have to ask any more. He walked quickly to a long case aside, high and low several porcelain bottles. He chose one of them and poured out a black pill in a tea bowl. He held a silver pot next to it, poured hot water, took a silver spoon to open the pill, and held it to the side of the couch.
Mrs. Song took it, and carefully fed Wei Zhenghong.
After drinking half a bowl, Wei Zhenghong waved his hand and motioned to take it away. Madam Song sighed and persuaded, "Drink more?"
"It's unpleasant to drink too much of this medicine," Wei Zhenghong said briefly, but said that he didn't want to drink any more.
Mrs. Song couldn't, but had to give the bowl to Lu An, who cleaned it up and retreated again.
Although he drank only half a bowl, the prescription left by Ji Qu's illness was indeed effective. Wei Zhenghong rinsed his mouth and looked more relieved after seeing his face. The cough also stopped. He smiled and let his daughter talk to him.
Wei Changxuan approached, Wei Zheng Hongzai looked at her carefully, and some suddenly said, "How many years have passed in a flash, my child has grown up and now he is going to go to the cabinet."
These days, Wei Changxi is tired of hearing, but he still can't stop feeling sour when he hears this rare father who is born. Mrs. Song didn't want her sick and sick husband to be sad, she smiled and said, "The girl grows up and wants to marry, and can marry a good family. Let us rest assured for her ... you saw the Shen family yesterday. How did the child see? I haven't had time to ask before. "
Wei Zhenghong smiled angrily and said, "It's a good boy."
After listening to his evaluation, Mrs. Song and Wei Changzheng both had a happy heart. Wei Changyang concealed it. If nothing happened, "As long as he respects his father and mother, I ..."
"Nonsense! Of course, the most important thing is to treat you well!" Wei Zhenghong and Mrs. Song shared the same voice. "If it is not good for you, what is it to treat us with filial respect and respect? Are we not filial?
Wei Zhenghong smiled and stopped his wife to teach his daughter, and said, "If he treats you well, he will respect us naturally. Is this need to be said?"
Wei Chang spit out his tongue and smiled, "My father taught it."
"Viewing the child for his father is an idea person, and his temper is also modest." Wei Zhenghong did not know that his daughter had a bad reputation for a while and was almost retired by the Shen family. Long-distance marriage, in the end, was not very relieved, reminded, "However, this is just how he treated you in front of his elders, and you have to think for yourself ... Smell that your grandmother gave you Huang's? You can ask a lot, don't despise because you are a servant. "
Before the usual appearance, parents would teach their daughters in front of many guests. But Wei Zhenghong was frail and ill and could not be disturbed. Even if you want to see your daughter's wedding again, Mrs. Song and Mrs. Song will not agree, but you can only summon it privately before the daughter leaves the courthouse.
Wei Changzhen rose up and said, "Yes."
"A woman who is different from a woman can no longer be coquettish. She must be respectful and prudent, filial piety to Aunt Weng, and love brotherhood."
"Yes!"
"The husband is the wife, and then he should obey the husband and assist him with his heart. Don't look for trouble and make the house unsettled."
"Yes!"
"If Aunt Weng is partial, she should be considerate and not conceived; if you have words, you can ask them privately, and you should not complain."
"Yes!"
"Careful words and deeds, things at home should not be rumored, gossip outside, do not bring in! Words and deeds, remember not to fall into my Wei's family style!"
"Yes!"
Speaking of this, Wei Zhenghong glanced past an unusual flush, and Mrs. Song busyly said, "It's almost like that, our daughter has always been very obedient. All these things are known."
Wei Changxi went to pour a cup of hot tea and served his father for a few sips. Wei Zhenghong smiled and said, "These are all girls who come out of the court. Parents should tell us something ... I suppose your grandmother and The mother said it again and again. "The words suddenly turned, and a pale edge was brought out in the pale face, and he said lightly," It is only that our family is not weaker than Xiliang Shen. You are the person and woman. If ... the Shen family loses you, you don't have to be too forgiving, just let someone come back and tell you that the family will do justice for you ... "
Wei Changyu finally wept and choked, "Yes!"
"Daughter is big, and he will inevitably come out of the house." Wei Zhenghong looked at her with gentle eyes, smiling, and said, "Just by who you promised, after all, it was for the father and your mother's children. I encountered difficulties and never forgot. Send someone back and tell your father and mother. Even if the father and mother are gone in the future, and there is Changfeng, you are brothers and sisters, support each other ... "
Hearing here, even Mrs. Song sobbed.
Although Wei Zhenghong's expression remained calm, he also sighed slightly, holding his wife's hand in one hand, and touching her daughter's hair in one hand. Wei Changxuan can feel his father's palms are wide, dry, and weak. Because of his illness, he even feels cool.
The palm was so weak, she was so weak that she could easily break it. But when he stroked her on top of her head, she felt relieved.
Like a young bird caged under the wing, it is indescribably safe and peaceful, and it feels fearless even in the face of the whole world.