Chapter 457 Old couples!

  There were only two people left in the room, and the atmosphere was a little awkward for a while.

  Fu Dujun also lost the arrogance that had previously faced Xiao Zhu. He looked at Zhuo Lin and hesitated for a long time without saying anything.

  This apparently guilty-hearted performance, Zhuo Lin naturally saw it in her eyes, and couldn't help sighing lightly in her heart. It is impossible to say that she has no grievances against Fu Zheng, as long as she thinks that her son has been with Fu Zheng for almost 30 years, saying that it is the young and old of the Fu family, or the old lady and the old lady of the Fu family have protected him. I'm afraid it's not as good as the children of ordinary people, even the rational person can't help but feel angry.

  But on the other hand, Zhuo Lin also knew that it was meaningless to blame Fu Zheng on this kind of thing.

  The child she herself gave birth to has been dropped without notice. How can you count on Fu Zheng who doesn’t even know the existence of this child?

  Zuo Lin also knew what was going on in those years, and the time Fu Zheng spent at home probably was less than half a month in one year.

  As for the education problem, let alone, not to mention that his son will soon be in his prime. Even if he is really a child, Fu Zheng does not feel that there is a problem with his education.

  In the eyes of Governor Fu, it is good for girls to be well-kept at home and someone teaches them to read and calligraphy. Boys have to be beaten and polished to become talents. The gap between Fu Fengcheng and Fu Yucheng further strengthened Fu Dujun's ideas.

  No one loves Fu Fengcheng, no one loves him, everything on his own is now outstanding. Fu Yucheng was spoiled by the Feng family since he was a child. If it hadn't been repaired several times this year, it would be really muddy that couldn't support the wall, so...There is nothing wrong with Fu Dujun's educational philosophy!

  Fu Zheng has become more stubborn over the years. Zhuo Lin neither intends to tell him any old love, nor is she too lazy to settle old accounts with him.

  It’s just that Dujun Fu has a guilty conscience. He always feels that Zhuo Lin is here to settle old accounts with herself. After all, Zhuo Lin has never been a gentle and small woman. Even the Fu Dujun who really started the fire couldn't stand it.

   So it is inevitable to get a little nervous.

  Zuo Lin looked at him with a guarded look, couldn't help but raised her hand to cover her eyes and sighed.

   After a while, he put his hand down and looked directly at someone again, and said in a deep voice, "Fu Zheng, let's talk."

   Governor Fu gave a light cough, and sat down tightly, "What do you want to talk about? Let's say it first... The boss is absolutely impossible to go with you."

  Zuo Lin was speechless, but after years of officialdom, she was still a bit more angular. She raised her eyebrows slightly, "Oh? Don't follow me? Why?"

   Fu Dujun raised his hand and wanted to shoot the case, but this action is currently quite difficult for him. The wound on his chest began to ache just as he lifted his hand, so he had to change his hands to hold the table, "He is the eldest son of my old Fu's family! The young marshal of the six provinces in the south, go with you to the fourth province in the north to give Long Xiao Does that old boy do things?"

Zhuo Lin was not angry, and took a sip of the tea on the table, "Fu Zheng, I only have this son."

   Governor Fu touched his forehead and whispered, "If you are reluctant, come back to Yongcheng, aren’t you just a governor? Who doesn’t have it yet?"

As soon as he raised his eyes, he looked at Zhuo Lin with a smile, so Dujun Fu knew that this proposal might not work well, so he gritted his teeth and said, "It's a big deal, labor and capital will pay you a son! The second, the third, the fifth and the sixth, you can pick any one you like. Take it away!"

   "..." Ms. Zhuo said that she just wanted to buckle the teacup in her hand to Fu Zheng's face, "Are you stupid? Give you my son and then have to raise him for you?"

"Then what do you want?!" Governor Fu was a little irritable but still tried to "reason" with his ex-wife, "The boss stays in Fu's house, and the entire six southern provinces will belong to him. If he follows you to the four northern provinces, Isn’t that short of Longyue’s head? Now it’s not when we were back then. Even if he is prosperous, it’s even more difficult for him to lay down a place for himself. Besides, if you have something ready, you have to let him come again? You? Are you stupid?"

  "..." Don't you have to argue with me about this issue from beginning to end?

  Zuo Lin is not a Virgin Mary, she certainly knows what maximization of benefits is. As a mother, she certainly knows how to get the most advantages and benefits for her son, not to mention that this is what he deserves.

  So from the beginning to the end, she never mentioned that Fu Fengcheng should go to Yunzhou with her. Who knows what is wrong with Fu Zheng and has to stalk her on this issue?

  Zuo Lin raised her eyebrows slightly, "Oh? The six provinces in the south will be from Fengcheng? How do I remember that you still have a second, third, fifth, and sixth child?"

   Governor Fu waved his hand and said in disapproval, "Can that be the same?" In Governor Fu's eyes, sons and heirs are never the same thing.

  Perhaps he had wavered before, but that was when Fu Fengcheng's hope of healing was almost cut off. At that time, I felt that Fu Fengcheng's injury would not affect his life. Where else could I think of an heir?

  In this way, Fu Dujun can also be said to be quite ruthless. After arbitrarily making a decision, he will never give other sons a chance again.

  But in this world, the entire southern six provinces are his. He naturally has the right to do whatever he wants to do. Who dares to say that he is wrong?

  Zuo Lin put one hand on her chin and looked at the person in front of her. Du Jun Fu stared at her with some caution, "What are you looking at?"

  Zuo Lin faintly retracted her gaze, and said: "It's nothing, I want to see Feng."

   Governor Fu breathed a sigh of relief, consciously that the discussion about his son’s attribution had ended, “It’s locked in the yard, just go. You can do whatever you want.”

   Zhuo Lin chuckled, "Whatever you can do with it?"

   Governor Fu nodded, "Naturally, what's the problem?"

   "No problem." Zhuo Lin said, "You can heal your injuries, I'll go now." After so many years, she really has nothing to talk about with Fu Zheng. Even if she wanted to remember that year, facing Fu Dujun's face, she couldn't think of anything she could talk about.

  Essentially, good-looking people are all face control.

   "Wait!" Fu Zheng hurriedly stopped her, Zhuo Lin was a little puzzled, "What else?"

  Fu Zheng hesitated for a moment, and then asked, "You and...you and the surname Xiao..."

  Zuo Lin was thinking about going to see Feng, a little carelessly, "Huh? What's wrong?"

  Hearing that he only said a few words and didn't say it, he looked up at him in surprise.

   Fu Dujun said a little bit irritably, "I said...you and Xiao Zhu, what's the matter?"

   "Just ask this?" Zhuo Lin was a little speechless, Fu Dujun said confidently, "I can't ask?"

  Zuo Lin stood up and said slowly, "First, it's none of your business. Second, you think too much. Go away, you can recover from your injury."

"Hey! You woman..." Governor Fu was a little anxious, Zhuo Lin looked at the human being sitting on the sofa condescendingly, "If you have time to take care of my business, it is better to take care of your own housework. Don't worry, if I do it again. Get married, I will send you a wedding invitation."

"Who wants your wedding invitation!?" Fu Dujun said angrily, thinking of Zhuo Lin's first half of the sentence, and blushed for a while, and muttered in a low voice, "Who knows what those women think? Where does labor and management have so much time to take care of these? What a mess? If you don't worry about your son, then you come back and let you take care of it."

Zhuo Lin finally couldn't help rolling her eyes, "Fu Zheng, you look pretty ugly, but you think it's pretty beautiful. I'm leaving, I will rarely see you in the future, hurt my eyes!" After speaking, she turned around and opened the door and walked out. The slightest meaning of staying.

  The Fu Dujun who was thrown in the room was stunned for a long time before he finally recovered and shouted, "Where is the labor and capital?! And what wedding invitation! You tell the labor and capital clearly!"

  Outside Han Ran opened the door and walked in. The hands that happened to be shaken by the roar shook. He raised his head and looked at each other in astonishment.

  Fu Supervisor consciously lost his face in front of the subordinate, and waved to him with a light hum to signal him to go out.

  Han Ran had to step back respectfully and shut the door again.

In the room, Governor Fu was sitting alone on the sofa, and couldn't help but raised his hand and touched his chin, "Isn't it ugly? No...what does it matter to her what kind of labor and capital look like? It's really serious to just say anything to her! Humph! !"

  It didn't make much sense to talk to himself, and Dujun Fu fell silent after a while.

   leaning on the sofa and closing his eyes, the room was silent.

  On the other side, Fu Fengcheng accompanied Zhuo Lin out of Fu Dujun’s courtyard to Feng’s house under house arrest. Along the way, many servants of the Fu family couldn’t help but secretly look at the lady who was accompanied by Master Fu.

  It is said that this is Fu Dujun’s original wife and Fu Dashao’s biological mother. However, except for a handful of elderly people in the Fu family, almost no one knew that Governor Fu had married a wife before, let alone that the original wife's background was so big.

  Zuo Lin and Fu Fengcheng naturally ignored the gazes around them. Zhuo Lin looked sideways at Fu Fengcheng Road, "I just talked with Fu Zheng, have you heard?"

  Fu Fengcheng nodded slightly, indicating that he had indeed heard it.

  Zuo Lin chuckled lightly, "Fu Zheng...the other person doesn't pay attention, but the business is pretty reliable. If I go back to Yunzhou, will it cause you any trouble?"

  Fu Fengcheng shook his head and said respectfully, "Mother is at ease to do her own thing, don’t worry about us."

Zhuo Lin nodded and smiled, "If it changes some time, I really want to take you all away. But..." Raising her hand and patting Fu Fengcheng's shoulder lightly, Zhuo Lin said: "Mother knows you have to do it yourself. If you need any help, just tell me. Do you understand?"

  Fengcheng nodded earnestly to show that he had remembered.

Zhuo Lin smiled, "You have enough ability to take charge of the six southern provinces. The future of Anxia still depends on you young people. I know that if you put it 30 years ago, your achievements will not be lower than Your father, but those years have been messy enough, and it’s better to have a good life for the past ten years. The grand plan to expand the territory is strong and fierce, but it is a pile of human lives."

  Fu Fengcheng Road, "Remember the mother's teachings."

  The two people talked to the gate of Mrs. Fu’s yard. There were several guards standing at the gate with guns. When they saw the two coming over, they immediately raised their hands and saluted, "Young Master."

   Fu Fengcheng nodded, "Open the door."

  The guard didn't ask much, and directly stepped forward and opened the closed courtyard door.

  Fu Fengcheng Road, "Mother, go in."

  Zuo Lin smiled and said, "You are waiting outside, I want to chat with Feng alone."

  Fu Fengcheng frowned slightly, Feng's spirit was obviously a little abnormal, and he didn't want her to be alone with his mother.

   Zhuo Lin smiled and said, "Don't worry, although I don't have such a good skill as sassy, ​​I am not really powerless."

  Fu Fengcheng instantly remembered the grenade that almost gave away Ren Nanyan’s life, hesitated for a moment or nodded, "If there is any problem, my mother calls me right away."

"Do not worry."

  Zuo Lin walked into the yard alone. There was a violent storm last night, and the leaves in the yard had not been cleaned. The ground was full of broken branches and leaves, and the whole yard looked a little clammy.

  Zuo Lin saw Feng as soon as she walked to the entrance of the hall. She was sitting on the floor in the hall, as if she hadn't slept all night and she looked haggard and old. Seeing the people who walked in, the eyes were a little dazed, and they seemed to be a little confused about the identity of the person who came in.

  Zuo Lin stood at the door and looked at Feng. She seemed to have not changed her clothes for a few days, and her clothes were wrinkled and stained with a lot of blood. There was no trace of blood on her face, her hair was messy, and her lips were dry.

  Zuo Lin even saw that her hair had become a lot whiter, and she looked grey when she was caught in her black hair. In terms of age, Feng's is actually a few years younger than Zhuo Lin. But now it looks like she is more than ten years older than Zhuo Lin.

   "Feng..." Zhuo Lin paused. It took too long for her to forget what Feng's name was.

Mrs. Fu stared at Zhuo Lin's face for a long time, and finally her eyes gradually cleared up.

  She stared at Zhuo Lin fiercely and gritted her teeth, "You are... Sheng Zhuolin!"

  Zuo Lin did not deny, but just said, "Long time no see."

  In fact, they have never seen it twice from start to finish. If Zhuo Lin is walking on the street, she may not be able to recognize who Feng is. But looking at the old and angry face in front of her, she faintly remembered the young Feng who looked weak and pitiful back then.

  Really different.

Mrs. Fu stared at Zhuo Lin in front of her, her eyes full of jealousy and hatred.

  She hung her hands on her side, her fingers tightly digging through the cloth of the clothes, so her hands still couldn't help shaking.

  She is jealous of Zhuo Lin, she has been jealous since she had never met Zhuo Lin.

  At first, she was jealous that she was Fu Zheng’s wife and that she had such a heroic husband as a husband.

  Later, she was jealous of Zhuo Lin's appearance, only learned, and even popular. Before Zhuo Lin knew anything about her and Fu Zheng, she stayed in the capital for a long time. At that time, she often went to spy on Zhuo Lin, and then found out in frustration that there was nothing like her.

  Even if she finally managed to **** her husband away, she still didn’t feel happy for long.

  Rather than robbing, it is better to say that Zhuo Lin does not want Fu Zheng.

  She has seen how Fu Zheng begged for mercy in front of Zhuo Lin and confessed her mistakes with her own eyes. She also had seen how Fu Zheng went around looking for Zhuo Lin after the divorce, and how she used alcohol to relieve her sorrow.

  She had also heard a lot of how Fu Zheng pursued Zhuo Lin at the beginning, and how after marriage he often ran on both sides for Zhuo Lin, who was teaching in the capital. As long as he had time, he would rush back to the capital for a few days to accompany his wife. But these... after she married Fu Zheng, she hadn't seen it at all.

  As if the legendary Fu Zheng and the Fu Zheng she got were not alone at all.

  It didn't take long for her to return to Yongcheng with Mrs. Fu. When Fu Fengcheng was less than two years old, Fu Zheng accepted his wife, and then carried people in one after another.

  All of this seems to tell her that you are not as good as Zhuo Lin.

  Otherwise, why Fu Zheng and Zhuo Lin have been married for several years, even without a child, but they are still single-minded. Even if you gave birth to the eldest son as soon as you entered, Fu Zheng still didn't see you in his eyes?

  The truth is also true, Fu Zheng has always been superficial to her. The Feng family even felt that if it were not for the status and face of Fu Fengcheng, the two old treasures, Jin Sun, her mother might have been directly beaten into the cold palace by Fu Zheng.

  She maintains the superficial glory in the Fu's house, and only she knows how sad she is inside. However, Zhuo Lin became more and more famous outside. At first, she could comfort herself that she was the wife of the Fu family. Zhuo Lin was just a woman with a bad reputation. No matter how long Long Xiao protected her, didn't he still marry her in the door?

  But this is of no use. Zhuo Lin’s political achievements, Zhuo Lin’s reputation, Zhuo Lin’s visits abroad, and whom Zhuo Lin has good friends with, no matter what outsiders say about newspapers and magazines, she always does not hesitate to write.

  Each time, Fu Zheng would always stare at the newspapers that had news about Zhuo Lin for a long time. Although he was always mocking and sarcasm, he still kept those newspapers properly afterwards.

  As time passed, she didn't even want to read the newspaper anymore.

   Over the years, she tried to shield Zhuo Lin’s news, but now seeing Zhuo Lin the real person is even more shocked, and it is even more difficult for her to accept.

  She has changed from a magnificent young girl to a gray-haired woman. This year, she is aging very fast. Once in a while, she doesn't want to see herself in the second glance.

  The woman in front of her is still radiant, even more dazzling than when she was young.

  Time will never let anyone off, but there will always be a preference for some people.

  Zuo Lin also has faint fine lines around her eyes, but this does not affect her beauty.

  Her makeup is light, because today is a special visit to pay homage to the elderly, she did not wear the usual shirts and skirts. Instead, she wore an old-style improved embroidered dress, her long hair was pulled up in a lazy bun, and two jasper hairpins were worn.

   is completely different from the dignified and complicated dress that Feng used to prefer. It only softens her usual sharpness and coldness in officialdom, and is a little more graceful and charming.

  At a glance, she looked like a famous lady in the south of the Yangtze River in her thirties.

  Feng's eyes were red, staring at Zhuo Lin like a ghost. Muttered in his mouth, "This is impossible...How can this be..."

  (End of this chapter)