Higher Level Wife

　　 "What the hell? It's not a ghost, Qiu Ning is alive, she is still alive... Come back, come back to me, if you make Qiu Ning make mistakes and engage in military law, come back to me..."

　　 Jinfeng yelled angrily, and even said the words "military law". He is still a military officer, and it is understandable to say such words. It's a pity that Xiaohouye I's name was clear. Today, because of his beloved wife, he was not guaranteed at the end of the festival. In the end, he did a "freak and use power for personal gain".

　　The soldiers came back timidly. Not only did they hear Fu Qiuning's voice, but also the voices of the two children intermittently. Yuelan was already exhausted. At this moment, she heard Qiuning's shout, she immediately lifted her spirits, took her cousin Wang Qing's hand and rushed to the ruins again, the boss rushed up, what else did Poppi say? , Chong chant. Anyway, the voice didn't sound a bit ghostly, maybe the mistress was really alive.

Everyone increased their strength and finally demolished the bottom floor of the stupa. They saw a large hall with stone and wooden beams at this time. They looked around. Except that the big Buddha was still in good condition, it was a mess. The most important thing is that in such an environment, you can't see where Fu Qiuning and the two children are hiding.

　　 "Qiu Ning, Qiu Ning, Zhenyi, Zhenxuan, where are you?"

Jin Feng raised his voice hoarse and yelled. In fact, although he was tired, except for the yelling after hearing Fu Qiuning's voice, he had been working all the time without making a sound. The reason why his voice was still so hoarse, then It's completely violent, the lives of the beloved and the two sons, what is it to be so dumb? He didn't make him white head all day. God is kind.

　　 "Master, here."

　　 "Daddy...we are here, here..."

　　 The voice finally came clearly, allowing Jin Fengju to determine the direction. He and the soldiers worked together, and quickly cleared a road, when the last few wooden beams and stones were removed. After leveling the pile of mud, the three people under the altar finally appeared.

　　 "Qiu Ning, flapping wings. Zhenxuan..."

　　 Jinfeng lifted and knelt on the ground, Xiaohouye, who had never shed tears, burst into tears at this moment. He only called out the names of Fu Qiuning and the two children, and he rushed forward, embraced Fu Qiuning and the two children who had just got out of the altar, and burst into tears.

The current little Houye is much more embarrassed than Fu Qiuning and Jin Zhenyi Jin Zhenxuan. His brocade clothes on his body are broken into strips, and his hair, face and hands are covered in blood, dust and dust. He looks more like a death line than Fu Qiuning and the two children. Climbing up and down, seeing him look like this, Fu Qiuning felt tenderness in his heart. Lying on her husband's shoulders, tears flowed.

　　 The scene of a family of four holding a headache and crying infected many people, and then everyone seemed to wake up, cheering like waves. Jin Zangfeng, Jin Zangjiao and Madam Jiang also awakened from their dreams, and rushed over, and the whole family huddled together. Cried fiercely. Even Mrs. Jiang, the person who pays the most attention to demeanor occasions, can't take care of her son and daughter-in-law's infection at this time.

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　　 "I'm really fine, Lord, let's sleep for a while, look at you, this face is full of scars on the hands and arms. It looks more miserable than me." Fu Qiuning lay on the bed, helplessly persuading Jin Fengju.

　　 "You're still stiff, you say nothing, dare you not see what your back looks like, right?"

Jin Fengju glared at Fu Qiuning, then lifted the quilt, and glanced at the white cloth on Fu Qiuning's back. Seeing that there was no bleeding, he breathed a sigh of relief and murmured: "It seems that the blood has stopped. , That’s it, there won’t be any danger anymore."

　　 Fu Qiuning was dumbfounded: "What is the danger? It's just that when the table sinks, a piece of skin is broken and bleeding is limited. What else is there?"

It turned out that after she held the two children in her arms, the offering table couldn't bear the continuous pressure on it, and it sank a little. Fu Qiuning couldn't stay still, so every time she moved, it was inevitable to rub the offering table. Her posture was uncomfortable and she couldn't straighten her waist at all. She could only relieve her with a move from time to time. Once she came and went, she scratched her back, but the area was small, and even the white cloth was used by Jinfeng to wrap her up.

The little Houye, who cares and is chaotic, also wanted to go to the imperial doctor. Fu Qiuning thought that he would just slap a large piece of skin and invite others to come to the imperial doctor. Jin Fengju didn’t care, she couldn’t afford to lose this person. Mrs. Jin Xing Hou's wife was too delicate, she was scared as if she scratched her skin, and she went out to socialize in the future, and the wives chatted and laughed with each other. Didn't you find a hole to get in?

Jin Fengju couldn't help her, so he had to personally put the golden sore medicine on his lover, and wrapped it up with a white cloth. He went out all the year round. This kind of work was easier than Jian Feng and the others. After that, he stayed by Fu Qiuning's bed. now.

　　 It was really lively outside this day. After everyone knew that Qiu Ning was in danger, not to mention that the housekeepers and wives in the family came to check and greet him. The old lady and Mrs. Jiang sent more than a dozen people to ask in a day. Just talking about the people outside made Jin Yanfang, Jian Feng and the others very busy.

After Yu Niang came to visit in person, she didn’t go home. She only sent a letter to her mother-in-law, entrusted to Fu Qiuning’s care. Now her family is living very well, so she asked a little maid and a widow to come and help, the widow. It was originally Yu Niang's old friend, and the two are very close, so Yu Niang is relieved to stay here to help.

　　 After Yujie heard about it, he also came over in person, or Fu Qiuning saw that she had a yellow and thin face, so she couldn't help but rushed back, or else she wanted to stay and help. Then there were those from Jiaofangsi, and later even the queen mother sent people over, and those honorable ministers who received letters from their homes also sent people to visit. These people are not stupid. Now that the emperor has returned safely, the prince has been imprisoned in the clan mansion. How can everyone not understand that this day is going to make sense? Both the prince and the prince Hong have fallen, and only Prince Rong will be the only one who can ascend to the throne in the future. Jin Fengju is the trusted brother-in-law of the other side. Then the future is more than just a leaps and bounds? Therefore, even the well-known fence-riding factions sent people to visit, and without exception sent precious gifts and tonics.

　　 It was a busy day with noisy noises. All of them were received by Mrs. Jiang. Jin Fengju and Fu Qiuning stayed quietly in the house. Seeing the night drooping, Fu Qiuning didn't see the bloodshot eyes in her husband's eyes. Really hurt, so he rushed him to sleep, but the other party refused. In the end, he had no choice but to move in, letting Jin Fengju lean on the bed.

　　 watched her husband fall asleep. Fu Qiuning was about to call Jian Feng to come and put out the candle. Suddenly he heard the sound of footsteps outside, and then Jian Feng's voice said outside: "Why is the housekeeper Jin coming here so late?"

As soon as Jin Feng heard the voice "crushing", he sat up. Because this was an inner room, Jin Ming was inconvenient to enter, so he just told outside the door: "Master, all the ruins of Baiyun Temple have been cleaned up. Except for the pagoda, there are Two halls collapsed. Three pilgrims were buried. Looking at the scene, you know that they died on the spot."

　　 Jin Fengju was silent for a while, and heard Fu Qiuning sigh behind him, and he took his lover's hand. Whispered softly: "Life and death have fate and wealth in the sky, don't worry too much about it."

　　 Fu Qiuning agreed, knowing that people in this era simply don't understand the knowledge of self-help when an earthquake occurs. Apart from anything else, the Baiyun Temple is an ancient temple for thousands of years, and the incense is flourishing. The Buddha statues in the temple have to reshape their golden bodies every few years. Even the altar tables are not ordinary wood, they are the finest golden nanmu. The three people worship the Buddha and incense in the main hall, as long as they find the altar table in the event of an earthquake If you hide underneath, under normal circumstances, you can definitely wait for rescue, but they are all killed on the spot.

In addition to sighing for the three dead men, Jin Fengju was also extremely grateful and even more afraid. He couldn't imagine how she and the child would look like if it weren't for his lover's eagerness. They should be cold corpses. ? Thinking of this, his body shuddered.

Seeing that his father promised, there would be no more information. In this case, it seems that he has to take the initiative to report, so he continued: "Prince Rong and his army have passed Baihegou. It is estimated that he will be able to return to Beijing in three days. The emperor has already made an order to collect evidence from the Crown Prince."

"Oh, I see."

　　 This was originally the most important thing Jinfeng raised his mind, but after the beloved wife and son were in danger, these things didn't seem so important anymore. He now fully realizes: As long as the family is together peacefully and happily, those conspiracies and party fights are not very important. Of course, thinking this way is also biased. If you don't fight, if you don't fight, let the crown prince ascend the throne, and their Jin family will be over. At that time, even if they continue to work faithfully, the prince will never be able to tolerate them.

After Jin Ming finished the report, he quietly retreated. Here, Jin Fengju lay beside Fu Qiuning, holding her hand tightly, and then whispered for a long while: "It's over, it's all over. Qiu Ning, from now on, I can stay with her. Let you live."

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　　 In the Qingwan Pavilion, Jiang Wanying looked at the almanac on the table, then slowly stretched out her hand and tore off a page.

　　 New Year's Eve is about to go in one month, and decades of time are nothing more than a passing gap, let alone how short this month is? But she was destined not to wait for the eighth new year after she married in this house.

The door opened with a "squeak", she raised her head, but did not turn her head back, she did not hear the sound for a long while, so she smiled and whispered: "Is it a cousin? I don't know how you are coming here at this moment. I?"

Jin Fengju looked at the back of his cousin sitting on the chair, as slender and graceful as she was when she just married eight years ago. He felt a pain in his heart and clenched his fists, but soon he took control of his own. Emotionally, he said solemnly: "I want to know why? Wanying, you are different from Xiang Mian. If she is the **** her father arranged next to me, it has been like this from the beginning, I believe, because she is just a low status The concubine, she has no ability to control her life, so although she is hateful, she is also pitiful. But why are you? You are the granddaughter of Lu Guogong, with a noble status, the most difficult thing in Jinxianghou's mansion that day When you marry me, it’s all because of me. Why do you want to do this? Don’t you know? Will this ruin your life?"

Jiang Wanying laughed at herself. She turned around and looked at Jin Fengju with a lonely gaze, and said quietly, "So what? No matter how noble my identity is, can I ignore my parents' lives? When the prince was still a marshal on the border, my father did it. When he was an official there, he was not greedy enough, and detained the army’s food and grass, so that the soldiers mutinous and almost took advantage of the enemy. After the incident, the prince helped him to suppress this matter, but from then on, his father had a deadly handle. In the hands of the prince. The cousin was insulted that day, the prince asked my father to marry me over, let me take the opportunity to control the power of the mansion, monitor my cousin’s every move, and sent me an ally. Huh! Said it was an ally, in fact, It’s just monitoring each other. Cousin, although the prince is unbearable, he saw the importance of you at that time. His vision is really great. It's a pity that he is arrogant and greedy. Otherwise, he It's really not certain that Prince He Rong will die, don't you think?"

　　 Jin Fengju only understood why, with Jiang Wanying's noble status, he was willing to be the undercover of the prince. After knowing the reason, he was surprisingly not sad, looking at the haggard woman, in his mind, he recalled the elegant and dignified woman in the bridal chamber huā candle, her full smile and affectionate money~www.novelmt. com~ So he sighed and said softly: "Let's go, although I can never forgive you for what you did to me, but you are to save your father, even though I think the evil my uncle has planted himself Because, it is time to taste the bitter fruit, but if you are a child, you can't say that you are a child of filial piety. Moreover, you are the mother of Xuan'er and Zhen'er after all. Thorn, so... you go, and never step into the Yasukuni Palace from now on."

　　 He turned around and left after speaking. The matter was over, and the two actually had nothing to say. However, when he walked to the door, he heard Jiang Wanying grinning miserably: "Cousin, you have changed. Where is the Jinfeng who has always been ruthless to the enemy and never procrastinates? Is it the influence of Fu Qiuning on you? , Is it so profound? You have changed your temperament?"

Jin Fengju stopped. After a long time, he sighed and said lightly: "I have never changed, but you have changed. Perhaps, after I reconciled with Qiu Ning, you have regarded me as a non-killer. An indispensable enemy, but in my eyes, besides being a spy, you are also my mother’s favorite niece, my once innocent and lively little cousin, and the mother of my son and daughter. These are enough for me. Give you a way out. As for the future, I can only say, you can do it yourself."

After he finished speaking, he strode out. Suddenly, a figure flickered in front of him. After a closer look, it turned out to be Aunt Cui. She looked at herself in horror. It was obvious that she had listened to what she said just now. . At this time, Jin Fengju was really not in the mood to explain any more, so he only said softly: "It's okay to go back to the room, Qingwan Pavilion has long been a divorce, and it's not suitable for you." Away.