Righteous father, my son was blinded by lard, a moment of confusion ……And son take the head guarantee, son absolutely did not frame your father’s mind ……Still please rightful father forgive son’s momentary confusion.”
After Yan Song’s roar, Zhao Wenhua’s raspy, dishevelled and remorseful voice came out from the courtyard.
“Who is your righteous father? Old me doesn’t have this blessing! You go, my Yan Palace temple is too small to accommodate a big Buddha like you in the sky.”The anger in Yan Song’s voice did not diminish in the slightest.
“Righteous father, righteous father ……”Zhao Wenhua’s crying voice rose.
“Scram!!!”
Yan Song’s roar almost pierced one’s eardrums.
“My lord, let ……Let’s …..It’s better to go back first and come back later to bid farewell to His Lordship.”
The maid listens to Yan Song’s angry roar coming from within the courtyard, her little legs and stomach are scared and can’t be any softer, lest she suffers from the calamity of the fish, she can’t help but raise her little face and look at Zhu Pingan pitifully, stuttering.
Although Zhu Pingan is very curious about what exactly happened between Yan Song and Zhao Wenhua, but reason tells himself that this time to leave the best choice, and many times in life the more you know the more dangerous it is.
“Hmm.”
Zhu Pingan gently nodded.
Seeing Zhu Pingan nodding his head in agreement, the two maids let out a sigh of relief and hurriedly turned around, leaving gently.
However, the more careful they were, the more mistakes they made. When one of the maids turned around, she didn’t notice the dead tree branch on the ground, and accidentally stepped on it, which broke and made a crisp “snap” sound.
Although this “snap” sound is not big, but in this kind of depressing silent environment, it is exceptionally clear, ear-piercing.
At the moment of the sound, the maid who stepped on the withered branch, looked down, tears were about to flow out of her eyes. ……
“Who’s out there?”
Soon, almost at the moment when the breaking of the withered branch had just ended, a loud bellowing question came from the courtyard.
Listening to the voice, it was Yan Shi Fan’s voice.
Upon hearing Yan Shi Fan’s bellowing voice, the two maids outside the door who were catatonic, their little faces turned pale, as if they were in great trouble.
“Oh, Lord Yan, it’s me, Zhu Pingan. I’ve just sobered up and have come to say goodbye to Lord Yan.”
Zhu Pingan signalled the two maids with his eyes to calm down, then laughed and took the lead, graciously walking into the courtyard.
The two maidservants fearfully followed behind Zhu Pingan and also entered the courtyard.
Stepping into the courtyard, everything in the courtyard was reflected in Zhu Ping An’s eyes.
The courtyard is planted with bamboos, in the middle of the bamboos is a study, Yan Song is standing in front of the study, blowing his moustache and glaring, his face is furious, his chest is rising and falling violently, his hand holding the doorframe is still shivering with anger.
In front of the study door, on the dirt floor, Zhao Wenhua knelt on both knees, kneeling in front of Yan Song, his waist bent like a bow, his head resting on the ground.
Yan Shifan stood beside Yan Song, his hands holding one of Yan Song’s arms, his gaze looking over to Zhu Pingan’s side.
“My humble servant, Zhu Pingan, I’ve met the Pavilion Master, I’ve met Lord Yan ……Greetings ……Lord Zhao.”
Zhu Pingan walked into the courtyard, arched his hand and greeted Yan Song and Yan Shifan before hesitating for a moment before bowing to Zhao Wenhua who was kneeling on the ground as well.
Zhao Wenhua, who was kneeling on the ground, remained silent as he grabbed the ground with his head.
“Well, Zi Hou ah.”Yan Song nodded.
“Oh, it’s Zi Hou ah.”Yan Shi Fan also nodded before asking, “You’re sober.”
“Well, Ping’an also just woke up, and seeing that it was getting late, I asked your maid to lead the way, and came to say goodbye to Your Excellency.”Zhu Pingan honestly replied.
After saying that, Zhu Pingan swept a glance at Zhao Wenhua who was kneeling on the ground, the courtyard had come in, so he could not turn a blind eye to it.
So, Zhu Pingan made a puzzled face, with concern and relief and persuasion, arched his hand to Yan Song and asked, “Pingan doesn’t know what has happened, but the pavilion elder please also calm down, don’t be angry, this middle is afraid that there is no misunderstanding.”
Persuade peace.
Although he did not know what happened, Zhu Pingan’s tone was still persuasive and inclined, because Zhu Pingan knew the history.
Historically, until the last period of Zhao Wenhua’s life, because of the Xiyuan build new pavilion offended Jiajing Emperor, Jiajing Emperor to descend Zhao Wenhua, Yan Song is to help Zhao Wenhua wipe his arse to cover up.
Therefore, in the middle of this time, no matter what happened to Zhao Wenhua and Yan Song contradictions, in the end will be turned into peace, continue to be in the same stream.
Choosing to persuade peace is the best choice.
After the two of them turned their differences into peace, when they thought of this scene of their own persuasion and peace, how could they also add some points to it.
This is the same as two people quarrelling divorce, looking for as a friend of you to judge, you go up to persuade the divorce. If people really leave okay, but if people quarrel for a few days, and then make up. You say you this friend, then, in the minds of the two families to leave a what image, “Heh, what friends, even persuade us to divorce, he just can not see that we are good it …….”This level of grumbling are light, and even become a feud is possible.
What’s more, Zhu Pingan also knows that Yan Song and Zhao Wenhua two people, in the future, or father’s mercy and son’s filial piety, the same stream it.
At this time to persuade peace, perhaps at that time will be a little to make Yan Song unhappy, but in the long run, it is absolutely a hundred benefits and no harm.
“Misunderstanding?!”
Yan Song sniffs, looks towards Zhu Pingan, shakes his head vigorously, and opens his mouth with an injured look, “Zi Hou, you are not aware of the inner truth.”
Kneeling on the side, with his head against the ground, Zhao Wenhua heard Zhu Pingan’s words, as if grasping a life-saving straw, kneeling a few steps to Yan Song’s feet, his hands embracing Yan Song’s thighs, crying and begging for forgiveness, “Yes, a misunderstanding, Righteous Father, Zi Hou is right, this is a misunderstanding ah ……”
At this time, Zhu Pingan was able to persuade and make peace, in Zhao Wenhua’s heart, he couldn’t help but feel a little more grateful to Zhu Pingan.
“Misunderstanding?!”
Hearing Zhao Wenhua’s words, Yan Song sneered and became even more angry, disregarding his old body, he forcefully kicked Zhao Wenhua away, “Zi Hou doesn’t know the inside story, you can still say that it’s a misunderstanding. But you, Meicun, what kind of face do you have to shout misunderstanding!”
“Righteous father, it really is a misunderstanding. Righteous father treats his son with great kindness, how could my son frame rightful father.”
Zhao Wenhua was kicked down by Yan Song, once again climbed up, kneeling at Yan Song’s feet, holding Yan Song’s thighs crying and shouting.
“Misunderstanding?!”
Yan Song once again kicked Zhao Wenhua away, then pulled out a bright yellow oracle from his pocket and slammed it hard on Zhao Wenhua’s face, roaring angrily, “Then you explain to the old man to explain this oracle of the Holy Spirit!!!”
The bright yellow oracle slammed into Zhao Wenhua’s face, fell to the ground, rolled at Zhu Pingan’s feet, and spread open.
The script on it was clearly visible, “Such earthly immortal wine and jewellery, why doesn’t the Minister let the widow enjoy it?”
Although there was no jade seal imprint on it, Zhu Pingan recognised it at once, it was Emperor Jiajing’s font.
