Full of evil reborn male [Live]

Chapter 42

Yangzhou in the early spring of March was originally a wonderful time when the willows were sprouting green and the Qionghua was first blooming. However, Mr. Li was in a hurry. He hurried down to Yangzhou at the beginning of the new year. The spring was cold and the journey was tiring.Waiting for boating on the river, both sides of the river are gray, Qiongshu, smoked willows are all dead branches, not to mention flowers, even the leaves have not yet sprouted. Standing on the deck for a while to watch the scenery can make people's nose soaked.

Fortunately, Li Xian didn't come to Jiangnan to enjoy the sights. Since he was bored, he practiced on the boat every day - practicing the basic routines, but he was very interested in playing with the newly cast iron armor sword. The first time he asked Zhong Er to give him a trick, he cut off Zhong Er's simple knife without knowing how serious it was, and almost cut off his own little finger.

Zhong Er was taken aback, but fortunately he reacted quickly enough to grab the young master's wrist and snatch the knife away, otherwise, young master Li would have to rule the roost with only one claw in the future.Then, Anu, who had lingering fears in his heart, confiscated the precious sword that his master could not control.

Li Xian stared at the shelved sharp blade itchingly, and murmured with hatred, if it wasn't for the "Zhong Family Army", I would have slapped you presumptuous Anu, and then slapped you, and you would cry if you didn't. Mother, I will take your last name!

After staying on the boat for two days, I finally arrived at the boundary of Yangzhou, where "the state boundary is full of water and the water is rippling". The big rivers and small rivers extend in all directions, and you can see the water within a radius of a step. It's just that I can't care about my uncle's body for a while.

A group of carriages and horses, including Mr. Li's refitted special car, were left at the Zigui County Ferry on the north bank of the Yangtze River. At this time, a group of people got off the boat with a lot of luggage. The steward of the Zheng family had already greeted them. A string of chariots and horses.

"Young master nephew, I'll greet you. But I've waited for you. The second master has been looking forward to you for a long time. He asked the slaves to wait for you early in the morning. He has already sent the boys to ask questions three or four times."

Dong He, the steward of the Zheng family who came to welcome him, had a round face and thin eyebrows, his eyes were narrowed into slits when he smiled, and his sincere and friendly words made people happy to see him.The steward is not too old, around [-] years old, and was originally the second master Zheng Jin's personal servant. These years, he followed the second master to Jiangnan to recuperate, and he also provoked a shoulder of Jiangnan cloth and paper business, which is very effective. It was only then that he was promoted to be a steward, in charge of all the foreign affairs of the Zheng clan on the ground in the south of the Yangtze River.

The news that the nephew and the young master of Li Xianggong is coming was delivered by a servant who had just arrived yesterday, but today the rightful lord arrived in a hurry.

With a smile on his face, Dong He bowed to greet him, and led Mr. Li to the head seat of a group of carriages. The carriage was made of black logs, and the shallow relief on the body freehand outlines the figure of a flying goddess. Tassels drop pearls, and the navy blue car curtain is patterned with thin silver bamboo leaves. It is indescribably elegant, yet heavy and luxurious.

When Li Xian saw this car, he laughed: "This must be the second uncle's own car, he likes to make these sour female decorations, if it is not born weak, this most romantic person in the south of the Yangtze River, I really hate it." Who else?"

"My lord, what you said is, alas!" Dong He responded with a smile, and suddenly sighed softly, and hurriedly restored his smile and arranged the cars.

Li Xian frowned, and asked: "Why, how is the second uncle?"

Dong He's smile froze, and finally showed a trace of bitterness, and sighed: "Just like in previous years, after three or two months, I can't make up for it. I can only raise it slowly. My lungs are better."

Uncle Zheng was born with a weak constitution, and he was too weak to make up for it. He lived in the warm and humid Jiangnan these years, relying on bitter medicine soup to support him, and his health went from good to bad, which was worrying.On the contrary, he himself is quite open-minded, and when he is in better health, he invites three or five friends to go to the lake and climb mountains, wishing to enjoy the beautiful scenery and beauties all over the world.

Li Xian nodded, didn't ask any more questions, and hurriedly boarded the car. Anu followed him and jumped up vigorously.

Dong He was taken aback, but he didn't see the servant girl next to him, he was a little strange in his heart, but he didn't take it seriously, the nephew and young master had a young heart, and he only favored one, so he didn't see how surprising it was.

Zheng's Yangzhou mansion is at the foot of the Nanhe River, close to the ancient canal, which is convenient for transportation and transportation. To the north is the city street, close to Anding Academy, and to the west are the moat houses of the rich merchants in the city.

In order to let his elder brother live in the south of the Yangtze River and recuperate, Zheng Zhu built seven yards in one go, and asked people to dig ponds, plant trees and flowers according to the scenery and courtyards on the south side of the Yangtze River.Therefore, this house looks rough on the outside, with a northwestern flavor, but it is delicate and delicate on the inside, graceful and graceful like a beautiful woman. This is a unique moat house in the city.

Later, Zheng Shibu entered Jiangnan and opened up a big situation. Zheng Erye, Zheng Jin, who was in charge of Jiangnan business, waved his hand, and asked someone to take over a nearby house, which was used as a transit place for freight storage, separated from the house and at the same time. similar.In this way, there are nine entrances and more than 200 rooms in the previous house. If someone who is not familiar with it comes, they can get lost just in the mansion.

After entering Zheng's house and changing into a light car and a small sedan chair, and having a cup of tea between Ruo Da's courtyards, he finally arrived at Huiyuan where the second master lived.

"My lord, the second master was supposed to meet you in the hall, but he really couldn't get out of bed these days after he just came back from the northwest. The two of you are close relatives, and the second master said that there is no need to be so polite. I'm bored, please see you in bed." Although Dong He smiled, his expression was somewhat downcast, after all these years of training, he still hasn't practiced to keep everything calm.

"There is no need to worry about these vain rituals. Uncle is resting in the house?"

Li Xian stepped in hastily, and before entering the room, he heard a hoarse cough, as if he was about to cough out his lungs, he felt anxious, and rushed in a few steps.

Zhong Er hastily followed, and wanted to follow in, but Dong He stretched out his hand, stopped him, and said with a smile: "Here, cough, brother, my second master is weak, and the doctors ordered him to be rare. People, look at you, you are a dusty man...Young Master Nephew, he is in love with each other again, so you don't have to follow him."

Zhong Heng raised his eyebrows, and was about to push away the meddling steward, but saw Li Xian rushing in without looking back.He slowly withdrew his hand, lowered his eyes, and lightly clenched his fist. Yes, he always forgot that Ah Xian is his master now, not a student of the Imperial College who could swing fists and fight each other on an equal footing.

"Second Uncle." Li Xian walked slowly to the bed, tears welled up in his eyes.

Zheng Jin covered his mouth with a white brocade handkerchief, coughed a few times in a muffled voice, and slowly raised his head.

His face was pale, and his oval face, which was imprinted out of the same mold as Li Xian, was a little out of shape, and there were two clusters of sickly blushes around the protruding cheekbones. Even so, when he smiled wearily, it seemed that even the morning light had fallen on him. In his eyes, there is a lingering, touching heart.

Another example is the sudden cracking of a beautiful jade, which is heartbreaking.

The two young servants beside him helped him wipe sweat and set up the pillow, put away the handkerchief, poured tea and water for Mr. Li, moved the chairs and set them up quickly, and quietly stood aside.

Zheng Jin looked at the stunned nephew, smiled lightly and waved his hand pantingly, telling him to come closer, panting and said, "Ah Xian, don't you recognize the second uncle? You are growing up, the second uncle might hug you It's not moving."

Li Xian's tears finally burst, and even the snot dripped from his nose. He sobbed and wiped his face in a mess, and he didn't care about it, so he rushed forward, but he didn't dare to press hard, and he just lay down gently on the ground. On the brocade quilt covered by the second uncle, wept loudly: "Second uncle, I miss you so much! I miss you so much!"

Zheng Jin opened her beautiful eyes in surprise, a little dumbfounded, and hurriedly stroked the soft hair on the top of her nephew's head, comforting softly: "A Chou, why are you crying? Second uncle is fine, and he won't die, don't be afraid, don't be afraid, little calf Be good, son!"

Li Xian was born in the ugly year, and his mother gave him the nickname A Chou. Zheng Jin would often call him "little calf" when he was teasing his nephew when he was young, and it sounded sad and kind at the same time.

It's okay if the second uncle didn't comfort her, but after this comfort, Li Xian burst into tears, and couldn't stop no matter what, she buried herself in the second uncle's arms that could break down to the bone, crying bitterly.Weeping for the remorse in the previous life, crying for the death of uncles, crying for my resentment and humiliation, and crying for the helplessness and insomnia of this rebirth...

In Uncle's emaciated embrace, he finally found an outlet to vent.

Although the uncle at this time is thin and weak, he is full of vitality and smiles calmly. It is no longer the time when I saw him for the last time in my previous life. The embers were burning with a faint fire of revenge, and he was thinking of saving him from the sea of ​​suffering.

However, my uncle worked hard, but still couldn't earn his life, fell short, and died in despair...

Today's uncle rubbed his head and smiled helplessly. Although he was weak, his eyes were full of flair and his heart was unrestrained. Live freely and happily.

There was never a moment when Li Xian was like this, thank God for bringing him back to the time when he still had time to save everything.

Zheng Jin's heart was also warm, he hadn't seen this silly boy for some years, but he still missed him.

When Ah Xian was born, he was only eight years old. Although his body was weak, he was still passable. He struggled to hug that chubby boy, and he was really overjoyed. At that time, Ah Sister was still alive, and her smile was gentle but could not be erased. A touch of worry in the eyes.

In order to relieve my sister's worries, he lived in Beijing for three months a year, accompanying my sister and the fat little ugly, and when the little baby grew up, his body became more and more dilapidated, unable to withstand the pressure of the capital. Cold and dry, I reluctantly went to Jiangnan to recuperate.

Later, his body became weaker and weaker, and he could only go to the capital with his elder brother once in two or three years to visit his elder sister and nephew.

Later, sister died in depression, he was sad and angry, and worried about the little nephew who cried helplessly and was not loved by Li Xiang, but at that time, his body could barely survive and return home once a year. Worshiping the ancestors, no matter how long the journey is, the only way is for the eldest brother to watch over him and take care of him...

Counting it, it's been four years since I saw Ah Xian. However, blood is thicker than water, even though they are separated by thousands of mountains and rivers, the family relationship between them has not weakened at all.

Zheng Jin gently stroked Ah Chou's top hair, feeling that the child was crying desperately and indulgently, as if he had let go of a heavy burden and found new hope. Although it was a bit strange, it was not a bad thing.If Ah Chou suffered any grievances in that mansion, no matter how bad his second uncle is, he must help the child get an explanation.