…… Dagger" Seeing that Emperor Jiajing was aroused by the real fire, he said silently and secretly: "Do you need to add fuel to the fire and push Tu Li and Zhou Yu down the fire pit together?" After thinking about it, he felt that Yan Dang's losses this time were big enough, and if he chased and fought hard, it seemed to be a little too much, and it would inevitably arouse the emperor's suspicion, so he should accept it when he saw it, so he couldn't help but say nothing.

Seeing that he didn't agree, Jiajing was a little surprised: "What, don't you think so?" ”

"The two adults may also be kind-hearted" Dian Mo has been determined. Jiajing said so, it was just a test of himself, so he said: "I may feel that since Weichen has taken over the city defense, they are there." I'll be tied, so I'll come back first. ”

"You will excuse them when you arrive" Jiajing didn't have a good breath, but he didn't blame Shen for being silent, but let him get up and sit back on the Minghuang diving group. Clearly, the test is over.

Shen Mo scolded secretly in his heart: ", it is said that a companion is like a tiger, this is really not a shame, if Lao Tzu is proud one day, his mouth is bald, and if he doesn't get it right, it will be over."

Jiajing didn't know about his slander, and expressed satisfaction with his attitude: "You are very sensible, Xu Jie's ability to have a student like you is indeed his blessing."

Shi Mo hurriedly said: "Weichen is first and foremost the emperor's courtier

Jiajing nodded approvingly and said, "If you haven't forgotten this, it means that you are more sensible than those people." Saying that, he sighed and said, "Do you know, Mrs. Yan Ge, it is impossible to survive today."

Shen silently lowered his head, as if he felt sad for Yan Ge Lao, but he was chewing on this sentence in his heart, knowing that this was Jiajing's clear hint that his wife who was in love with Yan Song died, and he must have been deeply hit, and his son Yan Shifan had to help him back to Jiangxi, and then keep filial piety at home for three years, I am afraid that Yan Dang will be in a slump Obviously, Jiajing thinks so, and does not want Xu Dang to strike at this old man again.

Shen Mo couldn't help but secretly sigh, sure enough, ginger was old and spicy. At the beginning, Xu Ge Lao said that this impeachment will only deal with Yang Shun Lukai, and at most Xu Lun will be involved, but Yan Song's father and son must not be touched, otherwise they will steal chickens and rice. Shen Mo was quite unimpressed at first, if he hadn't just been taught by the teacher, I am afraid that Fang Cai would have to chase after the victory. But it turns out that everything Xu Ge is always right. The emperor did have affection for Yan Song, and he didn't want a Yan party to fall and a Xu party to stand up again. So I won't see the end of the Yan Party,

I only heard Jiajing say to him slowly: "Don't follow others to make trouble, go back and rest, wait for the New Year, and have your own new arrangements." As he spoke, he glanced at Shen Mo a little hurriedly and said, "It's time to bring your daughter-in-law back."

Shen Mo's old face flushed, knowing that someone had told Emperor Jiajing about him as a "naked official", so he scratched his head and said embarrassedly: "Weichen felt that he was definitely going to go home after the dismissal, so he let his family take the first step, and now it seems that it is indeed a little abrupt,"

Jiajing nodded, slowly closed his eyes and said: "Yes" The way of heaven cannot be relied on, the way of immortals is unpredictable, the most real thing is the way of humanity of husband and wife, father and son, and brother, don't be easily separated, it is against humanity

Hearing this, Shen Mo couldn't believe his ears. Is this still the Dao Emperor who cultivated too forgetful and ruthless? Could it be someone pretending? He couldn't help but take a peek, only to see that Jiajing's hair was pale and wrinkled, and he was clearly an old man in his sixtieth year.

Cultivating immortals and cultivating immortals, as long as they don't really become immortals, they are still individuals after all.

Jiajing said that Mrs. Ouyang couldn't survive today, "But this old woman, out of nowhere, gave birth to a force." He insisted on not breathing, and until late at night, he still held Yan Song's hand tightly and did not let go.

Yan Song originally cherished this last time very much, but seeing that his wife was obviously holding on, she had already taken in and had no breath, and she was obviously in great pain, and she couldn't help but feel distressed again. Thinking that she still had any regrets, she asked softly, "Do you still want to meet Qing'er?" ”

Mrs. Ouyang didn't dare to speak, because she was afraid of opening her mouth. This breath was released, and when he saw the king of Hades directly, he stared straight at Yan Song.

Yan Song knew if it was not, and asked again, "Is that Ruizhu?" Or Fang'er? "Those were their two daughters. is also Yan Shifan's sister.

Mrs. Ouyang still didn't blink, and Yan Wei said, "Then Enron is Hong'er and Que'er?" "That's Yan Shifan's son, their grandson.

Mrs. Ouyang still didn't blink, obviously not yet.

Yan Song thought for a long time and said, "Is it necessary to enter?" "Mrs. Ouyang's younger brother, the only relative of her mother's family.

But I still got a negative answer.

Yan Song couldn't guess it now, but he was even more sure that his wife had any unfulfilled wishes, so he had to ask, "What else do you have on your mind?" ”

Mrs. Ouyang finally spoke, her voice was extremely weak, Yan Song had to lean on her ear to hear it: "What, the hour?" ”

"What hour?" Yan Song looked around the room, but he couldn't find anything to keep time, because he hated the sound of the Western clock telling the time, and it sounded like a death knell. So I let people move far away, but now it depends on the time, but I was blind, so I had to ask outside with my throat: "Yan Shifan, what time is it?"

Yan Shifan had already heard about today's celebration ceremony, and also knew that Yang Shun Lukai was escorted into Beijing at the same time. For this annoying situation that the glory belongs to the Xu Party and the shame belongs to the Yan Party, he is almost angry. I felt hot all over, I couldn't stay in the house for a moment, and I was still spinning around outside in the middle of the night.

Hearing his father's question, he looked up at the stars in the sky. Said: "It's past the time of the child."

"It's past the hour?" Yan Song suddenly became excited. Dancing like a child, he excitedly said to his wife: "You are eighty, you still hold on to eighty after all." ”

Seeing him smile, Mrs. Ouyang smiled, smiled with satisfaction, smiled with relief, and smiled. Just like sixty years ago, that. On the days when the mountains were full of flowers, she smiled at the window, which attracted a poor scholar to fall for her, and it turned into a Jiazi marriage"

A husband is like this, and he has no regrets in this life.

Yan Songzheng was excited, and suddenly realized something, so he lowered his head to look at his wife, but saw that she was gone, and closed his eyes silently.

Yan Song trembled and stretched out her hand, her snort. Sure enough, there is no scripture and no rest, and the soul has returned to the western sky. At this moment, he "doesn't know, the reason why his wife has survived to Fang Cai is not to see anyone, but to insist on living to the age of eighty, so that he has no regrets and a little less sadness,,

If you have a wife like this, what more can a husband ask for?

Yan Ge Lao held his wife's body tightly in his arms, first crying silently, then tears raining down, and finally howling and crying, "He thought that his wife would survive eighty, and it would be regarded as a happy funeral." He can no longer be sad, but when it really comes to this time, sadness still rolls up like a tide, because he suddenly found that when his wife was there, he had lovers, friends, confidants, and partners, but now that his wife is gone, he has nothing, although he is comforted by countless people, he still feels extremely lonely,

Who will love you with all their heart and without reservation? No more, no more"

For lovers who truly love each other, but are separated by yin and yang, death is the endless regret of the deceased, and life is the eternal pain of the living. Yan Song's cry immediately alarmed the children and grandchildren who were vigiling outside, and everyone woke up from their drowsiness at once, and when they could distinguish clearly, it was Yan Song's cry, and they all realized that the old lady had finally returned to the west.

The hand is crying and the whole house is in a state of mourning.

Yan Shifan closed his eyes tightly, his face was pale, and he said to himself: "It's coming, it's still coming after all, no." I must not leave Beijing, never."

"Dad" Yan Hong came over. whispered: "Hurry up and change your clothes and go in, you have to hurry up and give grandma a small eyelid." "The so-called small inspection. It is to clean the body of the deceased and put on the longevity clothes, which must be done immediately, because it will not be long. The deceased's limbs will become stiff and they will no longer be able to wear them from the inside out

Wear.

The main steps are naturally carried out by filial daughters and filial women, but when it comes to the final longevity shoes, they must be worn by filial sons, so that the old man will walk steadily. Walk without regrets.

Yan Shifan was served by others, changed into white burlap clothes without seams, tied hemp rope around his waist, and wore straw sandals on his feet, this is a filial piety dress. But his heart was full of resentment, and he couldn't grieve at all, so he followed his son into the inner room in a daze.

Yan Song's eyes were red and swollen, and he was supported by his grandson. said to Mercer: "Don't forget your mother's instructions to you." "When Mrs. Ouyang was dying,

"Got it" Yan Shifan nodded impatiently, then took a pair of blue embroidered shoes handed over by his sister and wanted to put them on the old lady's feet. Because this ritual forbade speech, the room fell silent all of a sudden.

But at this moment, there was a sound of "lock, lock, clock, clock, and watch" outside the house, and no one cared except for Lao Yan Song.

But soon, all eyes were focused on Yan Song, because his old face full of sadness was already full of surprise at the moment.

The scene fell silent again. I only heard Yan Song say: "What time is it?"

His second son-in-law hurriedly ran out. looked at the chiming bell sitting in the side room, and came back to report: "Father, I am only halfway through the time when I am a son."

"Bring the bell over!" Yan Song's face was gloomy and terrifying, so everyone had no choice but to do so, and hurriedly went out to carry the two-foot-high self-striking bell in.

Yan Song looked at the dial and saw that the thick and short hands were still pointing in the direction of the twelve episodes, and the minute hand had only moved a few squares, in Western parlance, that is, only a few minutes had passed.

He pointed to the dial, looked at Yan Shifan with fire-filled eyes, and said, "You didn't tell me. Has the child time passed? ”

Yan Shifan pouted indifferently and said, "I guess the time by looking at the sky, who can guess that."

"I told you to look at the sky!" Yan Song was furious, picked up the stove at hand, and threw it at Yan Shifan.

Yan Shifan was wooden, and before he had time to dodge, he was hit on the forehead by the brass stove in an exclamation, and the blood flowed from the ground, so painful that he screamed, covering the place where he was smashed and glared at his father angrily: "I just missed the time, do you want my life?" As he spoke, he pointed to his mother on the side and said, "Even if you want to fight, you can't do it in front of my mother, right?"

He didn't mention that his mother was better, but as soon as he said it, he completely angered Yan Song, only to see the old man's beard and hair, and suddenly slapped the table and said: "You still have the face to mention your mother, if you don't talk about it without looking at the clock, your mother will live to eighty!" ”

At first glance, it is such a trivial matter. Yan Shifan's eyes narrowed suddenly, and he said loudly: "What did I do wrong?" Why can't you understand what you're saying? ”

"You've undone your mother's last efforts, you know?" Yan Song glared at Yan Shifan angrily, the depression in his heart at the moment. By no means something that anyone can understand, Mrs. used all her potential, and finally supported it until late at night, in order to live to be eighty years old, so that his efforts all the time were not in vain, but because of Yan Shifan's casualness. reported for half an hour in the morning, but as a result, Mrs. Ouyang still failed to complete her goal, and she could never finish it."

But Yan Shifan couldn't understand this strange logic at all, he only knew that the blood on his head was flowing, and he covered it with a sweat towel indiscriminately. Angry, he said: "It's only an hour, so why do you pay attention to it?"

He was angry here, but the old Yan Song over there was so angry that he almost turned over, pointed at Yan Shifan tremblingly, and said to Yan Nian: "Drive this unfilial son out of me!" His mother has loved him for a lifetime!! Let's just not have this! ”

Yan Nian had no choice but to step forward, and said to Yan Shifan: "Young master, you go down and wrap your head first, you will hurt your body if you bleed too much." "How good at talking, gave Yan Shifan a perfect step.

Yan Shifan flicked his sleeves and said, "Just go, don't beg me to come back!" With that, he went out without looking back.

At that time, no one understood his words, until the old lady finished the eyelids, only to find that she had no shoes on both feet.

Yan Song scolded: "Rebel." The rebel fainted in anger.

It seems that the four thousand chapters can be rejuvenated, alas, "plus." ）