Mo Yanliang

Chapter 49 Fengjun Arrows, Father Jing's Long-cherished Wish

Because of what happened to the Jing family more than ten years ago, Yan Jingshen basically agreed with Xia Yueliang's evaluation of him.

It may be a bit too much to say that disaster star, but bad luck is also true.

But there is no comparison in everything. Compared with the little girl in front of him, he is already considered a lucky person.

Du Juan is the daughter of father Jing's distant cousin, who became an orphan when she was just two years old.

Seeing that she was pitiful, her aunt and aunt took her home to raise her.

Uncle Qi Dayang is not bad-hearted, but the conditions of the family are average and the population is large, so it is inevitable that there will be some complaints.

Du Juan has lived in the Qi family for ten years, and her cousins ​​have married wives and had children one after another. She is often squeezed out by her cousins, and her life is getting worse.

Now that she appeared in Jing's house, Yan Jingshen knew the reason without even thinking about it.

But he can't care about these for the time being.

Both the Jing family and the Qi family were not rich, and their father and uncle of the Qi family rarely went to other places on weekdays. To put it bluntly, they were reluctant to spend money.

Who would have thought that the two of them would encounter the so-called banditry when they got out of the door once in a while...

Seeing his pale face, Du Juan was terrified and couldn't speak anymore.

Yan Jingshen adjusted his breathing: "About the banditry in Wangcheng, does the government have anything to say?"

Du Juan whispered: "My cousin and my uncle were killed by arrows. Wu Zuo said that the arrows came from Fengjun."

Yan Jingshen sneered, "They don't think those bandits are faked by Feng Jun, do they?"

"That's not true, because the son of General Xia stationed in Shuo City was also seriously injured this time."

When Xia Yueliang mentioned Xia Mulang to Feng Qi, Yan Jingshen was still in a coma.

At this time, when he heard that the son of General Xia was seriously injured in Wangcheng, he immediately thought of many things.

No wonder Devil Pepper is not worried about the safety of Shuocheng, that General Xia is probably her relative.

No, it should be more than relatives.

Her sudden choice to return to Beijing must have something to do with the injury of General Xia's son.

Throughout the dynasties, there have been factional disputes. The power of the Xia family is in the government and the public. Naturally, there will be many political enemies. This incident is probably aimed at General Xia deliberately.

From this point of view, it is possible that the bandits were really disguised by Feng Jun.

Du Juan said again: "Brother Shen, my cousin fell ill when she heard that my cousin had an accident.

Those officials in the government office said that the weather was too hot, so my uncle’s body could not be stored for a long time, but I..."

Yan Jingshen didn't mean to blame her at all.

Grief is one thing, but let a 12-year-old girl deal with funeral affairs, what a person he is.

"You take good care of my mother at home, I'll go to the government office first."

"Brother Shen, do you have any money with you? There is almost no food at home." Du Juan's voice was softer than before.

In Yan Jingshen's hands, apart from a dozen copper plates, they are those gold leaves.

The former is useless, and the latter is too scary to be handed over to Du Juan.

"You don't have to worry about these things, I will buy some food later."

Du Juan nodded and watched him go.

Three days later, Father Jing was buried.

Yan Jingshen didn't make a big fuss, but did his best to let his father die in peace.

Jing's mother Li's mood has stabilized a lot, but her body is still weak.

The doctor invited several people, and they all said that they had hurt their vitality and wanted to take care of themselves, and left a bunch of beneficial prescriptions.

Compared with tonics, in fact, Depth of Field believes in food more.

My mother is still young and has never had any chronic illnesses. As long as she can eat well and achieve balanced nutrition, she will recover soon.

He purchased the ingredients himself, and hired a skilled cook to cook for his mother in different ways every day.

Li's heart is depressed, so he doesn't have any appetite.

But her son was so filial, she couldn't bear to refuse, and forced herself to eat a few more mouthfuls every meal.

Yan Jingshen's train of thought was right, she really gradually regained some energy.

After eating that day, Mrs. Li left him behind.

"Shen'er, it's really hard work for you." She reached out and stroked her son's temple hair.

"Mother, don't say that, this is what a son should do."

Li said sadly: "If your father sees you so promising, he must be very happy."

Yan Jingshen really wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he knew that it was useless to say anything at this time.

Mrs. Li sniffed: "Let's not talk about this... Now that you have grown up and studied with your master for so many years, what are your plans for the future?"

"Right now, I just want to take good care of my mother. Everything will wait for you to recover."

"Mother, it's okay, you can't stay at home like this all the time.

Your father has been looking forward to your success all his life, and mother must not hold back. "

His father's long-cherished wish is to revive the Jing Family Escort, and Jing Shen knows this well.

To be honest, he didn't take it too seriously before.

In his previous life, he wasn't interested in a business as big as Yan's family, let alone the ancient bodyguard agency with immeasurable risks.

Moreover, he had no capital and no connections, so it would take a lot of energy to reopen the Jingjia Escort, let alone restore it to its former glory.

With that time and stamina, he would have succeeded in everything.

Is it necessary for a son to inherit his father's career to be promising?
Now Yan Jingshen finally understands what it means to have a son who wants to support him without a relative, and also feels the pain of his father these years.

Which man would be willing to lose the ancestral foundation in his own hands?
He clenched his fists: "Mother, my son assures you that sooner or later, the Jing Family Escort Agency will be re-opened, and it will be more prosperous than that of great-grandfather."

Li's tears flowed down again.

"Good boy, this kind of heart is enough. Your father often told me that you are a big-hearted person, and you can't be trapped by a small escort agency.

At the beginning, your great-grandfather worked hard for half his life to buy this old house and dozens of acres of land, and he hoped that his children and grandchildren would take good care of it.

But your great-grandfather was unwilling to live that kind of life, and followed his own ideas to go another way, who can say that he is not filial?

The Escort was defeated by your father, of course he wants to open it again, but that is his wish and cannot be imposed on you.

You are still young, and you still have a long life to live. Just do what you want. Mother supports you. "

Yan Jingshen's nose was sour, and tears rolled in his eyes.

Compared with his parents in the previous life, his parents in this life have nothing materially.

But their love and trust in their children turned the irresponsible and selfish couple into scum in an instant.

Escort must be re-opened, but it doesn't have to be done by yourself, isn't it?

He picked up the veil beside the pillow and wiped away Li Shi's tears.

"Mother, son, our family has been in Lincheng as long as I can remember. Please tell me about those things in Yicheng back then."

In fact, he even remembered the fact that he was born in the ruined temple, and he just wanted to know the reason for the downfall of the Jing Family Escort.

Li Shi said: "It's no wonder you don't remember that when our family left Yicheng, you were not yet one year old.

You have been studying abroad these years, and your father deliberately confessed not to let you tell you those things in the past, just because he was afraid that you would be distracted. "

(End of this chapter)