Chapter 861: The Fate of Bad (Part 1)

In Ceyuan, Cheng Mengxing's most proud thing is besides lakes, stones, plants, pavilions, and pavilions, and pavilions.

However, when Cao Yong was in the filial piety, Cheng Mengxing couldn't let the beauty in the garden show his skills, so the focus of the banquet was on the mat. All the dishes, dishes, dishes, chopsticks, and all the beautiful ones were frying, fried, cooked, and fried.

Even Cao Yong's family uses the chef who is the heir of the imperial kitchen, and he can only praise the authentic Huaiyang delicacies in front of him, "good".

Wang Lusheng was used to eating Shandong cuisine, and his taste was quite strong, and he was not as fond of Huaiyang cuisine as Cao Yong. He held the wine cup and exchanged cups with his two cups.

Speaking of which, the two families also had in-laws.

This time, when Cheng Jiabiao was intercepted, Wang Lu was afraid of accumulating his old grudges, so he agreed with heart. Cheng Mengkun wanted to make friends with the Wang family, and was involved in Nanyang Trading, and had a passion for chatting with Wang Lusheng.

Because Cao Yong did not drink, Cheng Mengxing also accompanied him with tea. On the table, Cheng Mengxing asked about the recent situation of the old people in the capital, and Cao Yong replied one by one.

When it comes to his niece Han Jiang, Cheng Mengxing has to pick up tea cups and replace wine with tea. He thanked Cao Yong for taking care of him over the years.

Cao Yong smiled and picked up the teacup, took a sip, and said with a smile: "Although he asked his niece to be his adopted daughter at home, Brother Wu Qiao should not think about holding the rituals of his elders in front of me."

When Cheng Mengxing heard this, he couldn't help but smile: "That's natural. If we talk about the relationship between the two families, it's hard to say who is an elder."

Cao Yong only heard his father mention that the Cao family and Cheng family had old friends, but he really didn't know the others, so he couldn't help but say curiously: "Oh, our ancestors of our two families have been married?"

Cheng Mengxing nodded and said, "I was born into Gu's family and was cousin with Mrs. Ling Zuru. I heard that Ling Zun married Mrs. Gu in his early years, and he was the ice man he made before his great-grandfather."

If we talk about it from the blood relationship, Cao Xi's concubine Gu is Cao Yong's biological grandmother. Maybe it was because he had never seen him since he was a child, so Cao Yong didn't feel much about mentioning this grandmother.

He was surprised earlier that according to the rules, the official's biological mother could also ask for a title.

Even though my father became the Minister of Internal Affairs and was granted the title of Earl, only Cao Xi and Sun were posthumously granted the title, and there was nothing to do with Gu.

Later, several living old servants in the same mansion asked about this and found out what happened.

Although Gu family was the daughter of a famous family in Jiangnan, they were not the concubine Cao Xi took after he arrived in Jiangnan. Instead, they were separated from their family during the war, and were robbed as slaves, and transferred to the Cao family as maids.

Even later, when Cao Xi went to Jiangnan and brought the Gu family, who had already been a concubine, to recognize the Gu family, and could not erase the fact that the Gu family had been wandering outside.

Besides, we have to take into account the sonless Sun family, and Cao Xi is even more unlikely to mention Gu's identity.

Gu is Cheng Mengxing's great-grandmother's cousin. From this point of view, Cheng Mengxing is a generation lower than Cao Yong, and he wants to call him "cousin".

Upon hearing this, Cao Yong became a little curious about the Gu family in Jiangnan. It was his father's uncle's family, which was closer to the Cao family than Sun and Li families.

Perhaps because of his grandmother Sun, Cao Yong's memory was that his father had limited contact with Gu's family. The father who took care of Gu Na was also because he took his wife and son to Jiangning to defect to him.

"It's really unexpected that the two families have such a connection..." Cao Yong sighed and said with a little emotion.

Cheng Mengxing said: "Yes, I didn't know it before. I just heard it by chance when my mother returned to her hometown to observe the system."

Both of them are smart people. When they talk about this, they think that the elders are silent about it, but they don’t look like they have any grudges from the two families, and they are confused.

At this moment, Wang Lusheng and Cheng Mengkun had used a lot of wine, and both of them were a little awkward.

"I can't drink anymore, I'll get drunk if I drink again." Wang Lusheng said with a little smell of alcohol.

"It's rare to drink together. Master Qi should not hide his own personal information." Cheng Mengkun personally put the cup on Wang Lusheng and filled it with him, and advised him.

When Wang Lusheng heard this, he added a little bit of heroic spirit and stared at Cheng Mengkun and said, "Does Cheng underestimate me, Wang Laoqi? Then, I will not return drunk today. Do you dare to accompany you?"

Cheng Mengkun picked up the wine cup and said with a little bit of wine: "Wine for a friend for a thousand cups, Cheng sacrificed his life to accompany the gentleman today!"

They are all the heads of a century-old family. Whether they are really drunk or fake drunk, they are only one of them. Anyway, they are drinking hot at the table. When they see it, they think they are brothers who are changing their posts.

Cheng Mengxing was the most elegant man. He couldn't stand it when he heard them squeaking. Seeing that Cao Yong used it almost, he said, "Furuo, they drink theirs. If Furuo is used well, can we go out and have a walk in the garden?"

Facing the two drunkards, there was no outside view pleasing to the eye, and Cao Yong was naturally willing to follow him.

Cheng Mengxing asked someone to add a few delicious side dishes to serve the two of them, and then got up and took Cao Yong out for the garden.

It was not until he left the living room that he asked what he had been thinking about in his heart and said, "By the way, can Miss Amethyst be worshipped by the Buddha now? My mother left many Buddhist books and books during her lifetime, including rare books. I have never believed in this, and it is a pity for me to leave it alone. When Furuo comes back from Guangzhou, I will pack up and bring it back to Beijing for Furuo."

Although Cheng Mengxing's expression was as usual and pretended to be casual, Cao Yong had been in the officialdom for many years and still had a hint of his eyes. From his stiff smile, he could see that his heart was inspiration.

Cao Yong sighed in his heart.

What would have happened if Amethyst chose to marry outside? If he had let go of his worries and become the hostess of this garden, he might not have died of illness in his thirties.

"Wu Qiao, I'm waiting for the amethyst to thank me. But the amethyst... the amethyst died of illness the winter of the previous year..." Cao Yong said with a little sadness.

"Ah?" Cheng Mengxing said in surprise.

Because there is a difference between men and women, Cheng Mengxing and Cao Yong have had many letters over the years, but it is not easy to inquire about Mesoko.

Now, he still heard about it.

The seemingly gentle and decisive woman appeared in his mind, and he felt a little sad.

Cheng Mengxing asked anxiously, "Where is buried?" After asking, he realized that he had lost his composure and said embarrassedly, "Speaking of this, if she had not suffered a family change and married into the Hu family, she would still be my relative... If she had the chance in the future, she should pay a visit to her for a while..."

"She has no father or mother, no husband or son. Where can she be buried besides the Cao family cemetery? Brother Wu Qiao, don't worry, I have always regarded her as her sister, and children and girls as their aunts, and will not stop offering incense." Cao Yong was grateful to Cheng Mengxing's sincerity, but he had no intention of being picky, and said calmly.

Cheng Mengxing pulled the corner of his mouth and stopped talking. He had long since lost his smile on his face.

Seeing him like this, Cao Yong knew that he was not interested in visiting the garden. He pointed to a pavilion in front and said, "Looking over there, the scenery is quite good. How about we go and sit there?"

Cheng Mengxing was about to nod, remembering what his daughter had just come over and said, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Furuo, just before the banquet, the little girl came to find me, saying that her aunt wanted to see Furuo. She also said that we didn't need to go over, she wanted to meet. Look, how to arrange this...

Cao Yong heard this and said, "Of course, I went to pay my respects to you. How could I let my elders move? I blame Brother Wu Qiao, who had already been to pay homage to you earlier. Now I have been drunk and full of food and food, which is really rude."

Cheng Mengxing is a free and easy person. Although he was sad about the death of Amethyst, he calmed down his thoughts and his face returned to calm. He nodded and led Cao Yong to Danguitang where Cheng was...

Danguitang, go to the room.

There was a dining table on the kang. Cheng Zihe persuaded him a few times. Cheng just drank a few sips of the mushroom soup and then put down the spoon.

Seeing that the food was cold, Cheng Zihe had no choice but to ask someone to remove the table. He was afraid that Cheng would be hungry, so he ordered someone to prepare a bird's nest and wait.

She could see that before seeing the uncle from the Cao family, her grandmother really had no intention of having a meal.

Thinking of this, she called another woman and whispered: "Go to the near-hospital hall to see how my father and the others are using it."

The woman responded and Cheng Zihe turned her head and saw that Cheng had already stood up from the kang and sat down in front of the dressing mirror.

She looked in the mirror, touched her temples, and asked, "He'er, am I so old these two years?"

Cheng Zihe stepped forward, stood behind Cheng, and said with a crisp voice: "Mrs. I'm just dressed up a little cleaner, so where is it old? After seeing it, who would have thought that Mrs. I'm the father's aunt, and it's almost the same as my sister."

When Cheng heard this, he smiled bitterly and whispered: "I am the same age as your father, and I am not bad at all."

When Cheng Zihe heard this, he looked embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

Although Cheng's face could vaguely see the charm of his early years, his temples were gray and he looked like a person in his fifties. Cheng Mengxing was only forty-three years old this year.

Seeing that the grandmother looked sad, the little girl couldn't bear it, so she squeezed out a little smile and said, "Since she wants to meet a guest, she can help her granddaughter dress up? The aunt is so simple, it's not good to meet a guest outside."

Cheng was wearing a green, double-breasted dress, a navy blue straight skirt, a bun on his head, and only a white jade comb was worn.

"Forget it, just see you like this. There are just a few words to ask, which is too serious and makes people uncomfortable..." Cheng stood up, pulled Cheng Zihe's hand, and patted him.

Before he finished speaking, a maid came in and reported, "Mrs. My aunt, the master has come and said he was bringing guests to pay tribute to me, and he was waiting in the corridor."

Upon hearing this, Cheng's face had changed color, his body staggered, and he almost fell down.

Cheng Zihe hurriedly stepped forward to support him. Cheng swallowed hard, pushed away Cheng Zihe's arm, and quickly met him out.

Outside the door, Cao Yong stood beside Cheng Mengxing, looking at the plaque outside the room.

The dance of dragon, phoenix and phoenix is ​​unique, and it is signed as "Xiangxi", which is the name of Cheng Mengxing. The name of this talented man in Jiangnan is indeed well-deserved.

I just don’t know what happened to the Cheng family in the future. This Ceyuan, which took Cheng Mengxing’s hard work, seems to have not been passed down, which is really a pity. Otherwise, I would have been one of the famous gardens in Jiangnan.

Cheng Mengxing was thinking about the reason why his aunt wanted to see Cao Yong, but she couldn't guess it for a moment.

At this moment, Cheng had already run out of the inner room and left the door. Looking at the figure standing behind Cheng Mengxing, he stopped and did not dare to move forward.

"Auntie, this is the friend that my nephew made when he was in the capital, Cao Yong, the eldest son of the late Lord Cao Zhizao." Cheng Mengxing saw her coming out, took two steps forward, turned sideways and pointed at Cao Yong and introduced.

After saying that, he turned around and said to Cao Yong: "Furuo, this is my aunt, you will call me according to my name."

Cao Yong took two steps forward and bowed and said, "My younger generation Cao Yong met Aunt Cheng, please help Aunt Cheng."

Cheng grabbed the door frame hard before he stood firm. He nodded and said in a tremolo, "It turns out that Mr. Cao has arrived, so please watch the tea in the hall."

Cao Yong responded and followed Cheng's aunt and nephew into the house to see the seat. Cheng Mengxing had already seen Cheng's wrong and asked with concern: "My aunt's face is not good, but she is uncomfortable? Why don't she ask someone to ask the doctor to ask her aunt for her pulse?"

Cheng shook his head quickly and said, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm up early in the morning, and I'm a little mentally deficient, so I'm fine."

Cao Yong just leaned over to greet him, but he didn't see Cheng's appearance clearly. Now, when he was in the seat, he listened to their aunt and nephew's conversation, he could see Cheng's appearance clearly.

When he looked over, he was stunned because the person in front of him looked familiar.

On the other hand, Cheng was talking to Cheng Mengxing, and his eyes were also looking at Cao Yong.

Unexpectedly, the two strokes were just right. Looking at Cao Yong's confused appearance, her eyes were a little flustered and she hurriedly moved away from Cao Yong.

This kind of eyes with concern and sorrow... a shadow appeared in Cao Yong's mind...

When he looked at Cheng again, Cao Yong was a little confident.

I was puzzled in my heart, why did she become Cheng Mengxing's aunt again in the Cheng family?

Seeing that Cao Yong had returned to Qingming, Cheng's face became more and more pale. He coughed lightly and said to Cheng Mengxing: "I heard that the Cao family is also a worshiper of Buddha. I happened to have a few boxes of good sandalwood, which were placed in the Buddhist temple. Mengxing took it for me."

Cheng Mengxing knew that his aunt wanted to talk to Cao Yong alone. Although she was in a lot of twists and turns, she still stood up and sued Cao Yong and went out to get incense.
To be continued...