First Wife of Zhu Family

Chapter 693

There are mixed reviews of him in the history books.

Some people say that he is a loyal and capable minister that is rare in the ages. He does not seek fame or profit all his life. He only implements the New Deal by himself, so that more people can have food and clothing. He would rather be tolerated by the family than be abandoned by the family. He is a warrior who truly cares about the country and the people, and a pioneer who should be recorded in the annals of history for future generations to pay homage to.

Some people also said that he was a murderous, bloodthirsty and perverted cruel official.The cruelty of the person and the ruthlessness of the means are almost to the point of madness.

It is said that his stepmother, brother, and wife were all tortured to death by him, and some people even saw it with their own eyes, just because a certain political opponent got drunk at a banquet and mentioned without hesitation the fact that his late wife died disgracefully back then. A shameful thing, he ordered people to pull out that person's tongue from his mouth, causing dozens of members of his family to be wiped out overnight...

There are too many legends about him, so many that people are frightened and shuddering, and so many that whenever someone has a disobedient child, the elders must scare him, "If you dare to behave like this again, I will throw you to Song Guogong!" In front of the mansion..." The child immediately silenced.

The word "Song Zixun" is famous far and wide. Some people hate him, some fear him, some fear him, some appreciate him...but no one likes him alone.

He is just a bloodthirsty tool, a fast and ruthless knife in the emperor's hand.

He has no wife, no children, no relatives, no friends—his colleagues hate him to the bone, and the nobles of the family, represented by Yongning Hou Yu Zhanyan, stand against him angrily because the New Deal he vigorously promotes hurts the fundamentals. one side.Song Guogong's mansion had been torn apart as early as when he took over the title, and the second room even completely cut off contact with him.

Even the emperor, who had always supported him to make bold moves and create a new one, was afraid of him because he was too popular among the people, and secretly cultivated forces to compete with him.

But he doesn't care.

He doesn't care.

He devoted all his time and enthusiasm to Xinzheng, and gave him the prosperous world he wanted to create with all his heart.

He worked day and night, without sleep, exhausted his body, exhausted his energy, and because he endangered the interests of too many people, he was assassinated several times and almost escaped death.

But he survived.

It's just that he is no longer the handsome young man in fresh clothes and angry horse who went to Qionglin banquet in high spirits.

He had just reached the age of Buhuo, and his temples were already gray, because his heart and lungs were injured by an assassination in his early years, even a small wind and cold could cough up half of his life.

But he still refused to stop.

Chang Sui Changxing, who had been with him for many years, finally couldn't stand it anymore, knelt on the ground and begged him to take a rest - even the doctor said that if their master worked so desperately again, his life would really be gone!
Song Zixun's thin and pale face was already flushed from coughing, but when he heard this, he just glanced at him lightly, covered his mouth with a handkerchief, and waved his other hand to signal him to back down.

Changxing wanted to say more with tears streaming down his face, but was pulled out calmly by Changwang.

"Can't you see it?" He said to Changxing, "This is atonement."

To atone for the crime of indirectly killing his wife and children for the sake of face and dignity and fame.

Since he abandoned her for his official career, he will be with his official career for the rest of his life, with no worries, no homes and no intentions.

Changxing wiped the tears from his face, and asked blankly, "But... when will this be redeemed..."

Chang Wang looked back at the study room that was still brightly lit behind him, and there was still a faint coughing sound coming from inside...

He finally just sighed faintly.

There is no escape, no end to death.

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This winter seems to be extraordinarily cold.

Song Zixi sat on the Luohan bed, looking at Bai Xue outside the window in a daze.

Years of confinement had left him so thin that only a handful of bones remained, and his face was sickly pale as if he hadn't seen the sun for a long time... I couldn't find half of the gentle look of the young master Ruyu back then.

"My brother and sister let me tell you that she has already arranged for her second sister to be the youngest son of a family in Baodi, and she will marry her in March next year." A man's cold voice sounded in the room, "She is doing well in the country, and in the future Won't be coming back either."

Song Zixi seemed to realize that there was another person at this time, he turned his head slowly, a pale smile curled up on the corner of his mouth, and murmured blankly, "It seems that your life is not very good... ..."

Song Zixun just looked at him calmly and didn't speak.

Song Zixi didn't expect his answer either, and smiled and shook his head to himself, "It shouldn't be... When my sister-in-law was alive, I didn't see you liking her so much..."

As he spoke, he suddenly remembered, and laughed wildly, "Oh, by the way, I don't know if Rou'er told you, but when the child was born, she was still a little angry, and the crying sound was similar to that of a little milk. Like a cat... It's really strange, it's such a small thing, it doesn't even look like it's grown, but when I look at it, I somehow feel like you... It's really annoying!"

He raised his head with a smile, "Brother, actually you should thank me... Don't you always hate Chen Shi and Lao Si? If it wasn't for me, why would Lao Si die, why Shen Shi would go crazy, and how could this family go so smoothly Pass it into your hands?" He laughed crazily, tears streaming down his face, "You should thank me, you should thank me...Why did you lock me up here, why did you turn me into this He looks neither human nor ghost!" Two groups of flames suddenly ignited in his white eyes, and he sat up abruptly and shouted, "Kill me if you have the guts! Why don't you kill me?!"

Song Zixun covered his mouth with a handkerchief, coughed for a while, and then said in a hoarse voice, "...I won't kill you."

The long-term house arrest not only destroyed Song Zixi's body, but even his spirit was a little abnormal... This is not the first time he said these words, but every time he said it, Song Zixun felt as if a sharp knife was stabbed hard. Stuck into his chest, stabbing his heart torn, bloody...

But he still comes here from time to time——

Whenever he misses her, whenever he finds to his horror that there is almost no trace of her existence in this family...

He needed Song Zixi to stab him hard: how did he fail her and kill her!
He needs Song Zixi to remind him all the time: he doesn't deserve to be forgiven!I don't deserve it for a lifetime!
Song Zixi's crazy words were still ringing in his ears. He cried for a while, laughed for a while, and laughed for a while. Shen's conscience was devoid of conscience, but he ruined his son's life after all the tricks. After a while, I cried again, the Fu Shi who was beaten by Song Zixun back then, the only woman he loved and used for him in the end, the woman who died without a whole body...

Song Zixun listened silently for a while, then turned and walked out.

He went to Du Rongzhi's yard before his death.

Although there are servants who come to clean it from time to time, it is a house that has been vacant for more than ten years, and the entire Fangfei Courtyard is so deserted that there is almost no trace of popularity.

Song Zixun sat in front of the window, quietly looking at the winter plums in the yard.

These were planted after her death.The branches covered with snow are slightly yellow, adding a touch of vitality to this cold winter.

Song Zixun covered his handkerchief again, and coughed heart-piercingly.

The sound followed one after another, as if the lungs were about to be coughed out.

Changxing couldn't help but his eyes were red, he hurriedly handed over the spittoon, and said in a crying voice, "Master..."

Song Zixun waved his hands weakly, until he vomited several mouthfuls of blood before his breath gradually calmed down.

He leaned tiredly on the pillow, and said in a hoarse voice, "Changxing, you said that if I went underground... would she forgive me?"

Changxing burst into tears, and he knelt on the ground with a "plop", "Master, you must not think so! As long as you listen to the doctor's advice, take medicine and rest well... your illness will definitely get better Yes! You can't give up, my lord!"

After all, the 40-year-old man fell on the ground and cried like a child.

Song Zixun didn't seem to be able to hear anything. He looked at Lamei in the yard and muttered to himself, "I guess... she definitely can't..."

How could a woman whose eyes turn red from the rouge he put on in every scene could forgive him so easily...

Not right, not right.

Those eyes that once followed him so passionately had actually long since disappeared—even before he missed her blindly...

No matter what he does, she no longer cares...

Song Zixun blinked his dry eyes vigorously.

But it doesn't matter, anyway, he is going to find her soon...

If she ignored him, he would just pester her.

Anyway, in this life, he has experienced everything. In the next life...he will just guard her wholeheartedly and be an ordinary person.

Draw eyebrows and lips for her, accompany her to cook wine by the stove, as long as she likes, he will accompany her...

If she still refuses to forgive him, he will pester her for life... until she forgives.

As Song Zixun thought about it, the wintersweet in front of him gradually blurred, and he could only vaguely see a delicate girl in a bright yellow dress standing under the tree, waving at him with a bright smile, "Brother Xun, come here quickly! Come here quickly! "

The corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously, and he slowly closed his eyes.

it's good...

So good.

(End of this chapter)