Chapter 434
: Great God Carnival Week: Mysterious Extra
Chapter 434: Great God Carnival Week: Mysterious Extra
The first year of Yonghe.
July fifteenth.
Lightning and thunder, heavy rain.
Zheng Mansion, study.
Zheng Yu stood in front of the window with her hands behind her back. There was thick rain and fog in front of her, and she couldn't see anything.
Zheng Huantang opened his mouth, "Father?"
Zheng Yu didn't react, just sighed heavily.
Zheng Huantang's heart was lifted in an instant.
What's wrong with father?
I called him over, but didn't say a word. He just stood there for a whole hour, full of thoughts. He was still very happy yesterday.
Thinking of yesterday, Zheng Huantang felt a little joyful in his heart.
His wife Zhao gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl. As soon as the two little guys were born, they cried loudly. It would take several years for other people to have both children, but he held them both at once.
Good luck!
At this moment, the person in front of the window turned around, looked deeply and called out: "Atang."
Atang's nickname was Zheng Huantang. After he got married, his father rarely called him that.
Zheng Huantang was flustered.
He heard something different from this low voice, "Father, if your son has done something wrong, just tell him directly. If he should be beaten or scolded, don't hold it back."
"Son, I..."
Zheng Huantang started to speak with difficulty, but was speechless.
Zheng Huantang felt that he had guessed something, so he lifted his clothes and knelt down.
"Father, don't listen to the midwife's nonsense. I don't believe in ghost festivals and ghost fetuses. Our Zheng family..."
"Kill that little one."
"what?"
Zheng Huantang raised his head suddenly, and the blood on his face immediately drained away, "You, what did you say?"
Zheng Yu had a sad look on her face: "Kill your daughter."
Kill my daughter?
Zheng Huantang's pupils suddenly shrank: "Father, are you crazy? She is your granddaughter, my flesh and blood, my flesh and blood!"
"Ah, Atang..."
Zheng Yu was trembling all over, and two lines of hot tears slowly fell from her eyes.
"Boom--"
The thunder struck Zheng Huantang in his heart. He had never seen his father's tears in his 20 years of life.
General tears...
Zheng Huantang's mind was buzzing, and he subconsciously asked: "Father, what happened?"
"You come with me."
Zheng Yu dropped these words and walked behind the screen.
Zheng Huantang was slightly startled, then hurriedly got up and followed him.
Behind the screen is a small bedroom. Although the bedroom is small, it is fully equipped. Zheng Yu occasionally rests here.
He walked to the bed and opened the curtain, "Look?"
Zheng Huantang hurried forward and was stunned.
There was a swaddle on the bed. Inside the swaddle was a baby as thin as a cat. The baby's face was very pale and his breathing was very shallow.
"Here, whose child is this?"
Zheng Yu closed his eyes and said in an extremely hoarse voice amidst the rumbling thunder: "Atang, my father used to..."
He spoke very slowly, and every word was like a hammer hitting Zheng Huantang's heart.
It turned out to be the case.
It is so!
"Atang, from now on, she is your daughter."
Zheng Yu looked at his son with pain in his eyes, "Kill that child."
"Can't kill!"
Zheng Huantang knelt on the ground, pleading, "Father, Mrs. Zhao is very careful. We can't hide this from her. This is not the most appropriate way."
"What are you going to do?"
"Let me think, let me think."
"If you come up with a good idea, I will spare her life. If not, then I, Zheng Yu, can't help her."
"I can, I can definitely do it."
Zheng Huantang's eyes were fixed on the baby, and he suddenly thought of Shuiyue An where he went with Zhao a few months ago. "Father, I have an idea..."
……
After half an hour.
Zheng Huantang walked into Haitang Courtyard holding an umbrella, and the maid came out to greet him, "Master Qi, Grandma Qi just woke up."
"What about the two children?"
"She's breastfeeding."
Zheng Huantang: "After feeding, send the child to the master's study."
The maid was stunned: "So late? Grandma Qi also said she would like to see the child later."
Zheng Huantang: "The master has invited a monk to come and approve the order. There should be no delay at all. After eating, ask the wet nurse to carry him over immediately."
"Yes!"
Zheng Huantang turned around and left.
The maid looked at Master Qi's back and felt strange in her heart. Master Qi and Grandma Qi were usually so good to each other, but why didn't Master Qi go and check on Grandma Qi when she woke up.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Master Qi returning with an umbrella.
"Find a piece of the handkerchief that Grandma Qi used before, and then give me the sewing box."
Although the maid was confused, she just thought it was what the monk wanted and quickly took out everything.
Zheng Huantang took the handkerchief and sewing box and went straight to the study.
In the study, a lamp is like a bean.
Zheng Huantang held the needle in one hand and threaded it with the other.
After threading the thread, he began to embroider something on the handkerchief. Although his ten thick and long fingers were as clumsy as something, he sewed every stitch and every thread with great care.
After sewing it, he stuffed the handkerchief into his arms, then blew out the lamp and went straight to Zheng Yu's study.
……
in the study.
The three children were lying side by side on the bed, two with rosy cheeks and one with a pale face. They were all asleep.
Zheng Yu picked up one of them and put it in his arms.
This old general who had killed countless enemies and was famous all over the world lowered his head, rubbed his face against the baby's forehead, and handed it over to his son.
Zheng Huantang wrapped the baby around his chest with a white cloth, then put on a black robe and a raincoat over the robe.
"Father, I'm going."
Zheng Yu handed his badge to his son and said, "Be careful and go back quickly."
"Yes!"
Zheng Huantang put on his hat and rushed into the night.
The night was dark and the rain was gradually decreasing. The old general stood under the eaves for a long time, with a look of solemnity on his face that could only be seen on the battlefield.
"Next, it's time to deal with those people in Haitang Courtyard. No one can be left behind!"
……
In the wind and rain, Zheng Huantang rode to the west gate and took out his waist badge to the guard. When the guard saw that it belonged to General Zheng, he opened the gate a crack without saying a word.
Zheng Huantang jumped out and went straight to Shuiyue Temple.
When we arrived at the entrance of Shuiyue An, the sky was still dark.
He untied the white cloth, held the baby in his hands, and traced the baby's facial features inch by inch with his eyes.
After Zheng Huantang looked at it for a long time, he freed up one hand to take out the handkerchief in his arms and carefully stuffed it into the baby's body.
This veil is for his own selfish reasons, and even his father doesn’t know.
"My child, your name is Zheng Zhuxi. You are my daughter, Zheng Huantang. I..."
His tone was choked and he couldn't speak anymore. He walked quickly to the door of the nunnery and put the swaddling clothes on the ground.
Zheng Huantang didn't dare to take another look, turned around and left.
He led the horse into the woods, then returned to the entrance of the nunnery, hiding behind a big tree, staring at the swaddling clothes on the ground.
The sky was getting brighter little by little, and the door of the nunnery finally opened with a creak, and a fair-skinned nun walked out.
The white nun picked up the swaddling clothes on the ground and looked around. Suddenly, the baby girl in the swaddling clothes started crying loudly.
While coaxing, the nun looked around again. Seeing that no one was there, she sighed softly, turned around and walked into the nunnery.
behind the tree.
Zheng Huantang burst into tears.
(End of this chapter)
The first year of Yonghe.
July fifteenth.
Lightning and thunder, heavy rain.
Zheng Mansion, study.
Zheng Yu stood in front of the window with her hands behind her back. There was thick rain and fog in front of her, and she couldn't see anything.
Zheng Huantang opened his mouth, "Father?"
Zheng Yu didn't react, just sighed heavily.
Zheng Huantang's heart was lifted in an instant.
What's wrong with father?
I called him over, but didn't say a word. He just stood there for a whole hour, full of thoughts. He was still very happy yesterday.
Thinking of yesterday, Zheng Huantang felt a little joyful in his heart.
His wife Zhao gave birth to a pair of twins, a boy and a girl. As soon as the two little guys were born, they cried loudly. It would take several years for other people to have both children, but he held them both at once.
Good luck!
At this moment, the person in front of the window turned around, looked deeply and called out: "Atang."
Atang's nickname was Zheng Huantang. After he got married, his father rarely called him that.
Zheng Huantang was flustered.
He heard something different from this low voice, "Father, if your son has done something wrong, just tell him directly. If he should be beaten or scolded, don't hold it back."
"Son, I..."
Zheng Huantang started to speak with difficulty, but was speechless.
Zheng Huantang felt that he had guessed something, so he lifted his clothes and knelt down.
"Father, don't listen to the midwife's nonsense. I don't believe in ghost festivals and ghost fetuses. Our Zheng family..."
"Kill that little one."
"what?"
Zheng Huantang raised his head suddenly, and the blood on his face immediately drained away, "You, what did you say?"
Zheng Yu had a sad look on her face: "Kill your daughter."
Kill my daughter?
Zheng Huantang's pupils suddenly shrank: "Father, are you crazy? She is your granddaughter, my flesh and blood, my flesh and blood!"
"Ah, Atang..."
Zheng Yu was trembling all over, and two lines of hot tears slowly fell from her eyes.
"Boom--"
The thunder struck Zheng Huantang in his heart. He had never seen his father's tears in his 20 years of life.
General tears...
Zheng Huantang's mind was buzzing, and he subconsciously asked: "Father, what happened?"
"You come with me."
Zheng Yu dropped these words and walked behind the screen.
Zheng Huantang was slightly startled, then hurriedly got up and followed him.
Behind the screen is a small bedroom. Although the bedroom is small, it is fully equipped. Zheng Yu occasionally rests here.
He walked to the bed and opened the curtain, "Look?"
Zheng Huantang hurried forward and was stunned.
There was a swaddle on the bed. Inside the swaddle was a baby as thin as a cat. The baby's face was very pale and his breathing was very shallow.
"Here, whose child is this?"
Zheng Yu closed his eyes and said in an extremely hoarse voice amidst the rumbling thunder: "Atang, my father used to..."
He spoke very slowly, and every word was like a hammer hitting Zheng Huantang's heart.
It turned out to be the case.
It is so!
"Atang, from now on, she is your daughter."
Zheng Yu looked at his son with pain in his eyes, "Kill that child."
"Can't kill!"
Zheng Huantang knelt on the ground, pleading, "Father, Mrs. Zhao is very careful. We can't hide this from her. This is not the most appropriate way."
"What are you going to do?"
"Let me think, let me think."
"If you come up with a good idea, I will spare her life. If not, then I, Zheng Yu, can't help her."
"I can, I can definitely do it."
Zheng Huantang's eyes were fixed on the baby, and he suddenly thought of Shuiyue An where he went with Zhao a few months ago. "Father, I have an idea..."
……
After half an hour.
Zheng Huantang walked into Haitang Courtyard holding an umbrella, and the maid came out to greet him, "Master Qi, Grandma Qi just woke up."
"What about the two children?"
"She's breastfeeding."
Zheng Huantang: "After feeding, send the child to the master's study."
The maid was stunned: "So late? Grandma Qi also said she would like to see the child later."
Zheng Huantang: "The master has invited a monk to come and approve the order. There should be no delay at all. After eating, ask the wet nurse to carry him over immediately."
"Yes!"
Zheng Huantang turned around and left.
The maid looked at Master Qi's back and felt strange in her heart. Master Qi and Grandma Qi were usually so good to each other, but why didn't Master Qi go and check on Grandma Qi when she woke up.
Just as he was thinking about it, he saw Master Qi returning with an umbrella.
"Find a piece of the handkerchief that Grandma Qi used before, and then give me the sewing box."
Although the maid was confused, she just thought it was what the monk wanted and quickly took out everything.
Zheng Huantang took the handkerchief and sewing box and went straight to the study.
In the study, a lamp is like a bean.
Zheng Huantang held the needle in one hand and threaded it with the other.
After threading the thread, he began to embroider something on the handkerchief. Although his ten thick and long fingers were as clumsy as something, he sewed every stitch and every thread with great care.
After sewing it, he stuffed the handkerchief into his arms, then blew out the lamp and went straight to Zheng Yu's study.
……
in the study.
The three children were lying side by side on the bed, two with rosy cheeks and one with a pale face. They were all asleep.
Zheng Yu picked up one of them and put it in his arms.
This old general who had killed countless enemies and was famous all over the world lowered his head, rubbed his face against the baby's forehead, and handed it over to his son.
Zheng Huantang wrapped the baby around his chest with a white cloth, then put on a black robe and a raincoat over the robe.
"Father, I'm going."
Zheng Yu handed his badge to his son and said, "Be careful and go back quickly."
"Yes!"
Zheng Huantang put on his hat and rushed into the night.
The night was dark and the rain was gradually decreasing. The old general stood under the eaves for a long time, with a look of solemnity on his face that could only be seen on the battlefield.
"Next, it's time to deal with those people in Haitang Courtyard. No one can be left behind!"
……
In the wind and rain, Zheng Huantang rode to the west gate and took out his waist badge to the guard. When the guard saw that it belonged to General Zheng, he opened the gate a crack without saying a word.
Zheng Huantang jumped out and went straight to Shuiyue Temple.
When we arrived at the entrance of Shuiyue An, the sky was still dark.
He untied the white cloth, held the baby in his hands, and traced the baby's facial features inch by inch with his eyes.
After Zheng Huantang looked at it for a long time, he freed up one hand to take out the handkerchief in his arms and carefully stuffed it into the baby's body.
This veil is for his own selfish reasons, and even his father doesn’t know.
"My child, your name is Zheng Zhuxi. You are my daughter, Zheng Huantang. I..."
His tone was choked and he couldn't speak anymore. He walked quickly to the door of the nunnery and put the swaddling clothes on the ground.
Zheng Huantang didn't dare to take another look, turned around and left.
He led the horse into the woods, then returned to the entrance of the nunnery, hiding behind a big tree, staring at the swaddling clothes on the ground.
The sky was getting brighter little by little, and the door of the nunnery finally opened with a creak, and a fair-skinned nun walked out.
The white nun picked up the swaddling clothes on the ground and looked around. Suddenly, the baby girl in the swaddling clothes started crying loudly.
While coaxing, the nun looked around again. Seeing that no one was there, she sighed softly, turned around and walked into the nunnery.
behind the tree.
Zheng Huantang burst into tears.
(End of this chapter)