flstandardbreds Chapter 159 Song Fangxun Special
Chapter 159 Song Fangxun Special
In the summer of the year when Si Jinchen ascended the throne, the sun was scorching and dazzling, as if it was going to scorch the entire earth.
After finishing a busy day, Song Fangxun returned home exhausted.
When he stepped into his yard, an extremely familiar, tense atmosphere hit him. Even the air was filled with tension and quarrels, accompanied by intermittent crying sounds.
His brows were instantly furrowed, and his already impatient face suddenly became gloomy.
He walked into the house with heavy steps and looked around, finally his eyes fell on his sister who was sitting next to their mother and crying silently.
Her eyes were swollen and red like walnuts from crying, and her face was full of grievance.
"Why are you back again?" Song Fangxun asked in a low voice, trying hard to suppress his inner dissatisfaction.
However, this sentence was like a sharp sword, piercing Song Fangyuan's already extremely fragile heart.
Song Fangyuan suddenly raised his head, looked straight at his brother with his tearful eyes, and said with endless sorrow and complaints:
"Brother, can you really bear to watch your sister suffer in her husband's house without any reaction or sympathy?"
Facing his sister's sad questioning, Song Fangxun couldn't help but feel a little guilty, but he still turned his head away and responded firmly:
"Then you can't run back to your parents' house to complain every few days! I can't take care of myself right now, so I really can't provide you with much help."
Before he finished speaking, Song Fangyuan interrupted him with a cold snort: "Brother, it has spread all over the world that the third place winner who passed the exam with you that year,
Now he has become a fifth-rank palace scholar. On the other hand, you? After so many years, you are still just a sixth-rank editor.
Tell me, is it because you accidentally offended a powerful person above you that your career has been unsuccessful and has not improved at all so far? "
After saying this, Song Fangyuan's eyes flashed with a mixture of anger and disappointment.
After hearing what his sister said, Song Fangxun showed an expression of extreme shock and disbelief on his face. He stared at her with his eyes fixed, and his voice trembled with anger: "Who told you these nonsense?"
Facing his brother's questioning, Song Fangyuan just snorted softly and said with a hint of disdain in his tone:
"Who else could it be? It's my nagging mother-in-law! She always chatters in my ears.
What are you saying about the current Queen? Before she married into the palace and became the wife of the current emperor, she was deeply in love with you!"
"Shut up! Stop talking nonsense!" Song Fangxun could no longer bear it and shouted, "These are purely unfounded rumors. How can you believe them?"
However, Song Fangyuan was not intimidated by his brother's anger. Instead, he stood up straight and looked at him without showing any weakness, with a firm light flashing in his eyes:
"If it's just a rumor as you said, then why haven't you been able to get a promotion after all these years? Isn't there any connection between them?"
Song Fangxun was speechless after being asked by his sister, and for a moment he didn't know how to respond.
He was so angry that he was shaking all over. He threw his sleeves away and turned away angrily, cursing indignantly: "This is just nonsense! It's unreasonable!"
Song Fangyuan stood there alone, with a determined look in his eyes.
She secretly made up her mind that no matter how hard it took, she would investigate the matter thoroughly and find out the truth.
At the same time, Qiao Xinian, hiding in the corner, silently watched Song Fangxun's back getting farther and farther away, and his mood became heavy.
Having known Song Fangxun for many years, she was familiar with some of his subtle actions.
Just now, when Song Fangxun heard her sister mention the Queen, she clearly saw him subconsciously clench his fists and his body trembled slightly, obviously he was very nervous.
This small detail made Qiao Xinian suspicious. Could it be that the rumors about Song Fangxun and the Queen were not groundless?
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but fall into deep thought...
However, Song Fangxun, who was walking away at this time, felt very heavy in his heart.
He came to the tavern silently, asked the waiter to order two jars of wine, and then began to drink alone in silence.
The more I drank, the more uncomfortable I felt.
Looking back on the past, I thought of how proud I was when I had just passed the imperial examination and how unsatisfactory I have been in the past few years.
Song Fangxun's heart was filled with bitterness; his ideals and ambitions were gradually worn away in the darkness of officialdom.
Before he knew it, after several jars of wine, Song Fangxun was already drunk.
He fell asleep on the table, and then he had a strange dream.
In the dream, it was not long after he passed the imperial examination and became the top scholar, and Yan Qingchen asked him to go to a restaurant to discuss the conditions for marrying the fifth lady of the Changxing Marquis's Mansion.
Yan Qingwan did not appear in the second half of the dream, so he looked at Song Fangxun in silence for a long time and agreed to Yan Qingchen's request.
The scene changed and went straight to the day when he and Yan Qingwan had their wedding.
Song Fangxun saw with his own eyes that in his dream, Song Fangxun and Yan Qingwan held their wedding in a big house. There were people coming and going at the banquet, and in the mansion alone, there were hundreds of servants and maids serving them.
Not only that, after marriage, because of the relationship with Changxing Marquis Mansion.
His official career also began to go smoothly.
But Song Fangxun in the dream did not seem happy, but rather worried.
Especially half a month after the wedding, when she unexpectedly learned the news that Qiao Xinian, who was still living in the countryside and was waiting for him to go back and marry her, had been murdered, her anger reached its peak.
When Song Fangxun learned that the people sent to investigate the news had brought back evidence, he seemed to have no idea and directly attributed the incident to the deliberate act of someone in the Changxing Marquis' Mansion.
Song Fangxun couldn't help but frowned when watching this scene, but he continued watching.
From that day on, Song Fangxun in the dream seemed to be obsessed with getting promoted and then avenging the innocent Qiao Xinian.
During the autumn hunting trip not long after, when he went hunting in the mountains with the emperor, an accident occurred, and Song Fangxun in the dream happened to save Emperor Jiazheng.
Song Fangxun frowned again. If he remembered correctly, he was indeed present at the autumn hunting event, but for some reason, he was unable to go that day, and the person who saved Emperor Jiazheng was Yan Qingchen.
After this incident happened, Emperor Jiazheng in the dream seemed to admire Song Fangxun and promoted him repeatedly.
Song Fangxun had a smooth and prosperous career in officialdom.
When he returned home and saw Yan Qingwan at home, he naturally began to feel displeased when he thought about what the Changxing Marquis Mansion had done to him.
Especially not long after, on the way home, I received a strange letter, which led me to another path...
Song Fangxun saw with his own eyes that, due to the interference of Song Fangxun in his dream, the Changxing Marquisate quickly went on the road to defeat and completely disappeared from the capital a few years later, including Yan Qingwan.
Finally, when Song Fangxun returned to this huge mansion under the cover of night, the woman who would wait for him at the door with a smile on her face and ask him about his well-being was no longer there.
"Sir, sir..." A soft and slightly anxious cry came into Song Fangxun's ears. He tried hard to open his heavy eyelids that seemed to be glued shut. His consciousness was still a little blurry, and he could only vaguely see a figure standing in front of him.
When his vision gradually became clear, he could see that it was the waiter of the pub.
The waiter said with a smile on his face: "Sir, it's getting late! Our tavern is about to close, don't you think..."
Hearing this, Song Fangxun sat up straight, but his head was still a little dizzy due to drinking too much.
He shook his head vigorously, trying to clear his mind, then stood up shakily.
After standing firmly, Song Fangxun fumbled in his pocket and took out a few copper coins and placed them on the table as money for the wine.
Then, he walked towards the entrance of the tavern, taking one deep step and one shallow step. Each step he took seemed very difficult, as if he was stepping on cotton.
After finally reaching the door, he stopped for a moment, as if trying to identify the direction home.
Finally, after determining the route, he slowly left with staggering steps.
The scene in the dream flashed through his mind. Song Fangxun was walking leisurely in the alley, sighing with a smile and a cry: "It is hard to tell my feelings to others, so I tell it to the bright moon in the sky." (From Tang Yin's Beauty Facing the Moon.)
Beauty Facing the Moon Translation: I am alone, unable to sleep in the cold night, full of thoughts and lingering worries. There is no one to accompany or understand me, so I can only entrust all this to the bright moon in the blue sky.