Chapter 284 Honeysuckle (1)

The honeysuckle in the yard is blooming, full of pergola, golden flowers and silver stamens, and green vines in clusters.

The man in front of the door had a handsome face, and his robes were exquisite and gorgeous, and he was looking down at the blooming flower.

This is the young master of General Huguo's mansion, the proud son of heaven who was born with a golden spoon in his mouth. He was smart and clever since he was a child. He was able to write poetry at the age of five, proficient in prose at the age of eight, and read scriptures and history since childhood. Everyone knows that he is a talented young man, not to mention that he has a good skin, a gentle and elegant temperament, and benevolent and honest. No matter how you look at it, God loves him very much.

Hairpin Xing became the young master of the Yang family.

In countless rounds, she has understood that no matter how prosperous and glamorous the beginning is, it will not escape the bitter fruit of fate in the end. People in the world live in the mortal world, and they have to go through the pain of parting life and death. In this life, she is dressed in fine clothes and jade, carefree, and may not be able to achieve good results in the end.

Mrs. Yang's husband and wife are deeply affectionate and affectionate. Since they are old and have children, there is only one son, Hairpin Xing. When Zhuangxing was ten years old, Lu Yushan bandits committed evil, and the entire merchant's family was killed. Only an eight-year-old child survived. Hairpin Xing took the child back to the house, and the Yang family adopted the child and renamed him Zifeng.

Hairpin star loves Zifeng very much.

He has no siblings, he grew up alone and suddenly had a playmate, and pity the child's miserable background, he always took special care of him. If you get something delicious, you must give half of it to Zifeng, and if you get something fun, you always play with Zifeng. Although they are not biological brothers, they are better than biological brothers. The Yang family couples are warm-hearted and treat Zifeng as if they were their own.

Zifeng also likes to stick hairpin stars. When he was young, he suffered the tragic death of his parents in front of his eyes. He was weak and timid. When he first came to the Yang residence, he would sleep with the hairpin star every night. I was often awakened by nightmares at night, but also the hairpin star was patient and comforting, the brothers cared and looked after each other, and the days seemed to be so gentle forever.

"Big Brother," the young Zifeng looked up at him, "If only Big Brother could treat me like this forever."

Hairpin patted his head and said with a smile, "Of course, you and I are brothers."

Hairpin Xing never doubted the brotherhood between them. It was the first time he went on expedition with his father when he was young. The always weak Zifeng fought with the People's Congress for the first time. When he came back, his face was bruised and his face was swollen, and he said stubbornly: "Who told them to call me eldest brother!"

Hairpin Xing laughed, and the previous frustration was washed away a little: "You are brave."

He also never doubted Zifeng's affection for the Yang family. Mrs. Yang had a cough for many years, and Zifeng personally went up the mountain to pick herbal medicines and boil them for Mrs. Yang. When he went to war, it was Zifeng who took care of the second elder of the Yang family.

When he was in danger, Zifeng silently supported him. When his career was not going well, Zifeng also brought wine to comfort him carefully.

Before he knew it, he became more and more famous, and Zifeng grew up from a weak boy to a handsome young man. Hairpin Xing married a wife and had children. His wife was the young lady of the Wenchen family. She was gentle, polite, and beautiful.

God's preference for him seems to end here.

On another expedition, the enemy seemed to have known his military and defense layout long ago, and they raided all the way. He returned to Beijing to plead guilty after a defeat. As soon as he returned to Beijing, he heard the news of someone proving that Yang's family was collaborating with the enemy and treason.

The witness is Zifeng.

The young man who was always soft and weak, followed behind him with a smile, like a jackal who had taken off his mask, with undisguised viciousness and resentment towards himself in his eyes. Evidence of the crime, swearing and swearing that Yang's conspiracy has been unfaithful for many years. Hairpin Xing suddenly understood at that moment that perhaps years of intimacy and friendship were all illusions.

The officers and soldiers raided the Yang family's mansion, and the elderly parents were frail and could not help but die in prison due to the harsh criminal law. And his beautiful and gentle wife, Quilt Feng, was brought into the private mansion in the name of interrogation, occupying and tortured. The wife couldn't stand such insults, so she threw herself into the lake while others were unprepared. He got the news in prison, only to feel lost.

The lights were dim, and the dark prison was shattered to death by footsteps. The young man stood in front of the prison, looking at him with smug and arrogant eyes, as if the plan he had been holding back for many years had gone smoothly, and he couldn't wait to show off the results.

Hairpin asked: "Why?"

"Why?" Zifeng looked at him, as if he was thinking seriously, then he smiled slowly, then stepped forward, stared into the hairpin's eyes, and said viciously, "Because I hate you."

"I hate your high-handed alms, your self-righteous gifts. I hate your sympathy and pity, and your posturing, it's disgusting."

Hairpin Xing couldn't help interrupting him loudly: "But the Yang family has never treated you badly!"

"So what?" Zi Feng smiled disdainfully: "You want the reputation of Quan Shan, but you also need to see if others are willing to be beggars." He stared at the hairpin star, his eyes gleaming with jealousy: "Why do you You are a famous major general, but I want to be a foil by your side? Why can you marry a lady from an all-powerful official family, but I can only choose a talented daughter from an ordinary family? Since you keep saying that you should treat everyone equally, why do you have I don't have it? You are the hypocrites first!"

Hairpin Xing took a step back, only to feel dizzy: "Why do you think so?"

Zifeng has a weak temperament and mediocre talents. It's not that his father didn't intend to let him enter the officialdom, but his writing is average and his martial arts skills are mediocre. They often saw him chatting and laughing with the daughter of the Xiucai family, and they thought it was a love affair between the two.

"If you are dissatisfied, you can say it, everything is negotiable, why frame us—"

"No need." Zifeng played with the letter in his hand, with a smile on his lips: "I have been a child in Yangjia Fudi for so many years, just for today. Brother, now your wife is mine, and your mansion is mine. In the future, the merits of your Yang family will also be mine. Since you are used to being a good person, why don't you send the Buddha to the west and give me everything you have."

Hairpin realized something: "What do you want to do?"

"What do I want to do?" He murmured to himself, his delicate face was like a ghost under the dim lights in the prison. It was a face that had been known to get along day and night, but now it was terribly strange.

Even more frightening than that were the words he blurted out.

He said, "Your Majesty is old, and he offers a large reward for the secret recipe of longevity." Zifeng looked at the hairpin star, with a strange smile in his eyes: "I need the blood of Shenzhi to become a medicinal elixir."

"My nephew is smart since he was a child, and he is full of beauty. He is the reincarnated soul boy of Shenzhi"

"Yang Zifeng!" Hairpin Xing's eyes were bloodshot, and he rushed to the iron fence in an instant, and said hoarsely: "You are crazy, he is just a child!"

"So what?" Zifeng smiled grimly: "Child, I don't want to let it go."