Chapter 57: Don't forget the three ways of suffering (2)

The two brothers met last time in the mansion where the old lady lived. The day my father died.
Over the past month, Fu Dongwen has not done anything in the face of it, but in private, he has cut off all the interpersonal relationships and financial avenues of Uncle Fu, and the boss of Qinggang Huang has refused to meet. Now the two are enemies when they meet, they are extremely jealous, but they still have to maintain a harmony.
"The third brother looks pretty good." Uncle Fu lifted the gown and went upstairs side by side with Fu Dongwen.
"The same way," Fu Dongwen smiled politely, "I didn't expect Big Brother to come today."
"The third brother is joking?" Uncle Fu laughed, "I think you are expecting Big Brother to come today, right?"
Fu Tong said with a smile, but said nothing.
On July 7th tonight, he is determined that his elder brother will show up. This is the last chance for the elder brother to stand up. He can meet his mother, meet the elders of the Fu family, and have a chance to sue Fu Dongwen.
Forty-nine steps, in a blink of an eye, went outside the private room.
There are seven private rooms on the second floor, and the one facing the stage is the most spacious.
Shen Xi recognized this, and it was also here when he confronted Boss Huang last time. Outside the door, there are ten small servants guarding, and people who follow Fu Dongwen on weekdays guarding the private room door.
They stopped outside the door.
"You and my brother misunderstood too deeply. Today, thanks to the presence of my mother and the elders in the family, we must solve the knot," Uncle Fu asked with a smile, "Father Qiqi tonight, shouldn't you be in a hurry to kill your elder brother? Right?"
"How dare," Fu Dongwen pointed to the private room, "Brother please."
The next people opened the door.
After all, Uncle Fu came here in the wind and rain, with a smile on his face, he entered the private room first.
There were a lot of people inside. Mrs. Fu was sitting in the middle. On either side were six grown-up young masters, each with a female family. The ladies were in the private room next door. The second youngest grandmother was seriously ill. Su Qing came with the second master. The moment she saw Shen Xi and Fu Dongwen, there was a smile on her face, and she gently nodded to Shen Xi.
Uncle Fu family saw the maid in the house and said displeased: "Everyone is going out."
The maids left the room silently.
"Brother, you let the maids go, who will add water and tea to us?" said a younger master.
"The second one stays, and you all go next door. Today, the older ones of us have to discuss business." Uncle Fu said.
Those young masters could not sit still for a long time, knowing that their older brothers were deeply conflicted, and didn't want to stay in this private room to suffer. Uncle Fu's command, everyone had nothing to say, and they saluted the old lady and resigned.
"The maid is not here, I will do the tea and pouring." Su Qing stood up and said softly.
"I'll help you." Shen Xi said.
"You don't need you," Fu Erye said with a smile, "Miss Shen hasn't married into Fu's family yet, she's a guest, just sit and listen to the drama."
Outside the window was a gust of wind and showers, and the rain entered the house and wet the ground.
Su Qing went to close the window. She left a gap for the wind, and fastened the window with gold and bronze hooks.
Leaving the window, she hung up the door latch, then sat on the small bench where the maid was sitting, picked up her own fan on the chair, and fanned the small stove for boiling water. I was cautious and quiet throughout the whole process, and I didn't want to mix into the attitude of the big house.
Fu Tongwen and his eldest brother smiled at each other and silently pointed behind each other.
The two brothers were seated, one east and the other west.
Shen Xi and Fu Dongwen sat side by side in a pair of grandmaster chairs, with a small coffee table in the middle.
A copper telescope and pink playlist are placed on the coffee table.
The old lady who was always silent said: "You two are brothers, you should have a good chat, and you can untie any knots here." She looked at Fu Erye, "Dong Shan is also here. witness."
Fu Erye sat and leaned back and said, "My brother, no witnesses are needed."
"Calling you and Miss Shen is my selfishness." Seeing that there are no outsiders, the old lady also admitted her intentions. "Fu's family, nowadays, the only one who can talk in front of Dong Wen is your second child. "Now," she looked at Shen Xi beside Fu Dongwen, "Outside Fu's family, the only person who can influence Dongwen's thoughts is Miss Shen. With you here, I feel at ease."
"What's the matter?" Fu Erye replied with a smile.
Shen Xi smiled slightly, nodding lightly, and he had the right to deal with it.
She guessed that Fu Dongwen's mother suddenly went to the apartment to find herself, gave the jade bracelet, and let herself come here. This series of behaviors had a clear purpose. It's just that Fu Dongwen rarely talks to her about the Fu family. She doesn't know much and can't understand the twists and turns.
Hearing what his mother said before me, I was afraid that Fu Dongwen could not be suppressed, so I invited myself.
Knowing the son Mo Ruomu, the old lady guessed that Uncle Fu would take a risk today, and also guessed that Fu Dongwen would embarrass the eldest son, so naturally she had to make arrangements early. But now, her natal family has declined, she has lost her husband, and her eldest son, who has always been a beloved one, is also depressed, unable to substantially help Uncle Fu, so she has to turn to Fu Erye and Shen Xi in a roundabout way, wanting them to talk to Fu Dongwen for themselves. .
Unexpectedly, Fu Erye was perfunctory, while Shen Xi was silent.
Fu Dongwen's mother had said everything she should have said, so she had to sit with her back on her back and protect her last majesty. Su Qing used a white towel to pad the lid of the pot and watched the water boil, making tea and serving tea skillfully.
The tea was handed to Fu Dongwen, and he smiled and nodded to Su Qing, not eager to speak.
The tea was handed to the uncle Fu family, and he took it, blowing the tea floating on the water, waiting absently for Fu Dongwen to speak first.
The tea was handed to Erye Fu, who did not pick it up, and glanced at the coffee table. Su Qing understood her heart and put it aside.
The old lady and Shen Xi's tea were also served, and Su Qing returned to his original position and looked after the furnace of charcoal.
Shen Xi took the playlist and borrowed the lights to watch the repertoire.
The first song is "Man Jiang Hong".
A loud thunder exploded, matching the sound of the gong downstairs.
The young and old in the play pool thought it was a good omen, laughed and cheered, the sound spread to the second floor, and the private rooms before and after were also called out. Only here, there is a strange tranquility.
She flipped through the playlist and saw the small advertisement on the back. Without reading it carefully, Fu Tongwen took the piece of paper away. Shen Xi was startled for a moment and looked up, he was smiling. It seemed to be funny with her.
"Lao San, let's get it straight." Uncle Fu couldn't stand it any longer and put down the teacup. Because of his eager movements, the water splashed on his hands. He couldn't help taking a breath of cold air and shaking the hot water droplets.
"What do you want to hear from me?" Fu Dongwen handed her the playlist back to her.
"This month you are like a mad dog, cutting off my money, cutting my connections, and even blocking me from going to see my mother. If it weren't for me to venture here today, have you already planned to remove me from this world? ?"
Fu Dongwen smiled and did not answer.
Uncle Fu gradually lost his temper. It was a matter of life. How can I be calm: "You and I have different political views in the early years. There are some contradictions, but they are not dead enemies. Right? Back then, you and your fourth brother supported the Reformers, and I and my father Supporting the royalists, the one who won in the end was the royalists, right? Do you think you and your fourth brother could escape when the Reformers were driven to extinction? Isn't it because of my mediation? You can't forget this grace."
"Really?" Fu Tongwen finally said, "My fourth brother and I didn't die, thanks to the older brother's care?"
"Don't talk about this kindness," Uncle Fu said again, "Later you began to support the Revolutionary Party, and my father and I supported President Yuan. You are like a gambler, always opposing the Fu family. My father wants to keep it safe. The Fu family wanted to get rid of you. Everything I did was done according to my father’s wishes. But I still helped you," he pointed at Shen Xi, and continued, "She came to the Fu family to find you, yes I help my second child speak for you. Otherwise, do you think such a girl with no background will be allowed to enter your yard? Even if I did, if my mother and I were not persuading behind, you two might have died Together."
Fu Dongwen nodded and looked at Fu Erye: "Speaking of this, second brother, I have always kept this kindness in mind."
"My brother," Fu Erye replied in a low voice, instructing Su Qing, "Brother has spilled the tea, you can add a new cup."
Su Qing made new tea obediently.
Fu Erye was deliberately easing the atmosphere, and Uncle Fu also forced down the irritable fire in his chest and was silent for a while.
It has been ten minutes since Su Qing put a new cup of tea to Uncle Fu's hand. For ten long minutes, Uncle Fu was thinking about how to break the knot of Fu Dongwen. He always thought that with his mother, Fu Dongwen would not really kill him. Even if there was a dispute outside the hospital, it was passed by the cooperation of the bosses of the Qinggang.
But what happened this month? Let him change his attitude?
Unable to guess what Fu Dongwen thought, Uncle Fu had to test it.
"Dong Wen, you and my brothers are all people who want to do big things, but they have different positions," Uncle Fu explained earnestly. "This is like, back then, my second brother and I supported a democratic republic and a constitutional monarchy. They had different ideals. The concept is different. Do you think my second brother and I are still brothers?"
When he saw that Fu Dongwen did not answer, he gradually thought of an old thing.
"I know that there have always been rumors that my fourth brother is addicted to smoking," Uncle Fu leaned forward and looked at Fu Tongwen sincerely, "You are the best of your fourth brother since childhood. This is your heart knot..."
Shen Xi was holding a teacup, about to drink.
Fourth Lord? Is he saying that Fourth Master Fu was killed by him?
Su Qing's hand shaking the fan obviously stopped. She lowered her head, playing with the ball fan in her hand, as if looking at the stone bricks in the ground or her shoes.
"Big Brother finally talked about what I'm interested in." Fu Dongwen whispered.
"You can't find me guilty just by a mouthful," Uncle Fu immediately argued, "Dong Wen, how can you doubt your eldest brother?"
Fu Tongwen looked at him: "In the past, you were able to suppress this incident because your father protected you and your mother protected you, and because you still have a position of power, and I can't fight you. Today, you still have the ability to ask yourself Press it down?"
What he meant was that there was conclusive evidence.
Uncle Fu has done a lot of bad things, once a person is bad, he will never do it calmly.
When he got to this field, he knew that he should admit his mistake and beg for mercy, and let his mother speak for him, but it was just the fourth brother who became addicted to cigarettes, and it was not himself who killed him.
Soon, Uncle Fu overthrew his own thoughts. Fu Dongwen and his fourth brother had been good since they were young. Once he admits it, it must be a combination of new and old hatreds, I am afraid he will be killed on the spot...
Almost in the next second, Uncle Fu overthrew his previous thoughts again. Today is July 7th, and Fu's parents are here. Fu Dongwen will not be so disregarded of his face and kill himself on the spot. Besides, his parents can help themselves. Speaker……
Uncle Fu's back was cold, but he was sweating again.
It's all burnt inside, and it's like sitting on pins and needles. He only felt that his arms, body, thighs, and even feet were not placed properly, uncomfortable, unsatisfactory, and unstable.
Shen Xi was holding a teacup in both hands, motionless, with stormy waves in his heart, and listened to Fu Tongwen next to him saying, "Big brother, do you think about it? How can I explain it? Or just admit it and let my mother intercede for you?"
Uncle Fu looked at his mother subconsciously.
The old lady sighed deeply and whispered: "Dong Wen, this matter also has the mother's responsibility."
"Mother should know me, it's better to let the eldest brother speak for himself." He interrupted.
...
Uncle Fu had no choice but moved his lips slightly without making a sound.
He tried harder and forced himself to make a decision: "Dong's matter was a mistake. After the reformers failed, I knew that you and Dong's must be retaliated, so..."
"So first act to be the best, kidnap Dong Ming, and flatter your master?"
"No, Dong Wen, you should know that your support for the Reformists has long been targeted. I did this to keep you! You must give them a target. I can't sacrifice you. You are my brother. , Then you can only sacrifice Dong Fang," he was anxious to get up, but was shocked by Fu Dongwen's eyes, his legs were soft, and there was no strength, "Dong Wen, how could I have the heart to let the fourth brother die? Just a little bit. Lesson...Smoke soil, even you can't escape, Dong Yan is just too idealistic..."
"No, you just want to take the opportunity to get rid of my right-hand man," Fu Tongwen looked at him directly, "and then find a chance to bring me down. In this family, I am your greatest threat, so everyone related to me is Obstructive."
Uncle Fu struggled, still thinking about theory: "Big Brother is a man and he has a heart. You are all my younger brothers, why would I think so?"
Fu Tongwen smiled: "After you kidnapped Dong Chi, you became greedy and wanted to take the opportunity to ask for a ransom from your father. Unfortunately, when you were finally exposed, your father scolded you and spent more than half a year trying to save you. Dong Ming moved around six groups of people. Until I was convinced that I couldn't find the truth, I finally rescued Dong Ming."
He spoke very lightly in every word, as if he was afraid of awakening Dong Ming sleeping underground.
Uncle Fu was completely speechless, and there was no room for argument.
There was a "melting ink waiting" on the stage, and the sound of gongs and Huqin quickly responded.
Yue Feizhen wrote upright and sang: "Furious, lean on the railing, rest in the rain—"
Shen Xi's breath stepped on the gong to strengthen his mind.
Fu Dongwen's few words connected all the fragments in her mind about the Fourth Master.
Fu Dongwen seemed to have not finished speaking yet. He held the single-hole telescope on the coffee table in his hand, played with him, and looked at the old lady: "Father and mother arranged for the sixth sister to marry away. Is it also to help the eldest brother cover this matter?"
The old lady's face suddenly turned towards him, and the woman under the old dynasty's rules was very particular about the amount of head turning, and a slight shaking of the earrings would be misleading. But at this time, the eardrops on the old lady's face shook greatly, as if they would fall at any time.
Without the help of the maid, she couldn't stand up, holding on to the teacher's chair, leaned forward and begged Fu Dongwen: "Dongwen, don't hurt your eldest brother for the sake of the people in the four rooms."
"Mother is afraid that I forgot, where is the Four Room in the Fu family?" He asked with a smile, "The Four Room people are different in the Fu family. They don't fight or grab, but they end up like this. My third brother does not seek justice for them. Who will remember them?"
The old lady looked at Fu Erye sadly, then at Shen Xi.
In the past, Fu Erye was also determined to serve the country. He also published many essays on saving the country and seeking Yuan Yuan in newspapers and periodicals, but his blood was consumed by his father's scolding and house arrest. Hearing this today, the indignation in his heart was hard to suppress. He avoided the old lady's gaze and pleaded, bowed his head, looked at the tea cup in his hand, and waited for Fu Dongwen's decision.
Fu Dongwen handed the single-hole telescope to Shen Xi.
He touched the gun on his waist and lit it on the coffee table: "This is the gun used by Dong Yan for suicide. I have carried it for 14 years."
This gun followed him day and night to remind him that Dong Chi did not commit suicide, but died.
He and Uncle Fu looked at each other across the dark-colored woven carpet and half a private room.
"After all, it is the son of Fu's family. I am sorry for the ancestors who died in the hands of the subordinates," Fu Tongwen pronounced calmly. "If you commit yourself here today, it is considered a decent death. After today, you will lose even decentness."
"You want me... to die?"
"Yes," Fu Tongwen said, "don't worry about the doubts of Fu's parents. You have no power and power. No one cares how you died or who killed you."
Uncle Fu's scalp tightened, and he slowly left the table.
The old lady was suddenly terrified, and the brute force from nowhere, stumbled and rushed to Fu Dongwen, "Dong Wen, you can't... Dong Wen... He is your big brother, different from outsiders... Dong Wen..."
Fu Dongwen didn't seem to see the mother in front of him, and then said, "Don't even want to escape, now Xu Yuan can't even fly a bird. There are hundreds of guns outside the door, all for you."
"Dong Wen!" The old lady knelt down at Fu Dongwen's feet: "Mother, please, mother just begs you to save him..."
Fu Dongwen knows that this will happen today, and he is ready to harden his heart and be a rebellion. But at this moment, I saw my biological mother kneeling on the ground, kowtowing with tears, and her temples were still jumping.
Like his eldest brother, he has countless lives in his hands, and he sacrificed everything for his own career and ideals. But the biggest difference between the two is also his weakness, that is, Fu Dongwen has a little bit of humanity.
"Dong Wen, you give your eldest brother a way to survive, and the Fu family is yours," the old lady's old face was soaked in tears, "Mother doesn't need anything, it's all yours..."
Fu Erye sighed secretly, closed his eyes, whether he looked at it or not.
The uncle Fu family didn't dare to move because of the gun in his hand, and stood frozen in place.
The old lady cried so much that she couldn't help herself. She hugged Fu Dongwen's right leg and knocked his knees with her forehead, as if knocking her head. The pain in the knee affected Fu Dongwen's heart. He took a deep breath.
Shen Xi noticed something wrong, and Uncle Fu also discovered the strangeness of Fu Dongwen at the same time.
Uncle Fu's eyes flashed fiercely, and he rushed over: "I want your life first!"
"Dong Wen!" Shen Xi hugged Uncle Fu's waist and gave Fu Dong Wen time to dodge.
Shen Xi hugged Uncle Fu, and the old lady hugged Fu Dongwen, both wanting to protect their closest relatives.
In a melee, the gun in Fu Dongwen's hand hit Uncle Fu's temple, and at the moment when the opponent was suffering, he pushed away Uncle Fu with all his strength. Uncle Fu staggered back.
Fu Tongwen couldn't hold on anymore, fell to the ground, clutching his shirt, his face pale, and his breathing was short of--
Uncle Fu became murderous and wanted to take the gun again.
Between the sparks and flints, a black figure with a crimson glow came from behind and hit his head. While the back of his head was dull, the burning charcoal showered his head and face. Su Qing actually grabbed the small stove with his bare hands, and gave him a fatal blow.
"Su Qing!" Fu Erye cried out in silence.
Uncle Fu was screaming and wailing when he was burnt, and he pulled the burning gown on his body.
Su Qing pulled off the hairpin like crazy, and rushed to Uncle Fu who was burning into a fire. The golden hairpin slammed into Uncle Fu's chest, and Su Qing was burnt with his clothes. He had no sense of avoiding him, just hugged him tightly, pulled the hairpin, and stuck it down again: "I want you to pay for it!!"
Uncle Fu screamed in pain, pinched Su Qing's neck, pressed her to the ground, and hit her face with two fists.
Su Qing's eyes went dark and she lost consciousness.
Uncle Fu staggered up and hit the gate with his body, and slammed through the gate with one, two blows.
The person in the fire has long gone out of order, can't see the way, roaring, staggering and trying to catch someone.
Amidst one after another of exclaims, he was pushed and kicked to the top of the stairs one after another by the young man eager to flee. Before he could catch anything, a human-shaped fireball rolled directly downstairs.
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