Chapter 415: Homely
So, when Xin Yi was still carrying the table and counting the autumn leaves outside the school, she felt that she was really itching to miss this kind of excitement.
Subsequently, she repaired the book on a piece of paper and sent it to the case of sacrificial wine and martial arts, saying: Please allow the little girl to participate in the recording department, only for the inspection of the completion of learning. No matter what the ranking is, abide by the etiquette law and do not mess with the rules of the township test.
Only the completion of the course, do not disturb the township test.
Wu Yu and a group of prison doctors felt that it was harmless, so they were allowed to give Xin Yi an essay title, limited to three days, and let her compose.
On this day, baskets of crabs were sent to Xinfu, but Xin Yi locked himself in the study building, biting the pen and eating ink.
"It's hard...... Difficult...... "......Xin Yi looked up to the sky and sighed, and some understood why some scholars couldn't pass the exam when they read that their hair was gray.
One in a million, splendid article. It's hard, it's really hard.
Suddenly, a coughing sound came from the side, and Xin Yi found that Xin Qi was sitting next to the desk, holding a cup of tea, Xu was choked by the tea, and the teacup was half-seen, and he had been sitting for a long time.
"Dad, Dad, when did you come?" Xin Yi was stunned.
Xin Qi put down the teacup, shook his head, and said with a smile: "Dad has already come in." Seeing that you are fascinated by your composition, I can't bear to disturb you. I sat next to me and drank a cup of tea. I'm sorry to bother you. β
"Daddy, what's that? How can a father apologize to his daughter. Xin Yi put down his pen and ink, pulled a crescent stool and sat down beside Xin Qi, with the disgust of his little daughter between his eyebrows.
Such an intimate father-daughter time. The years are quiet, and the autumn is lovely. Xin Qi's eyes flashed.
"You always don't want me to say I'm sorry, always. The same is true of the past. Xin Qi avoided his gaze, and his tone was gloomy, "In order to hide your identity, I, the father, have treated you coldly for ten years, and I'm sorry if you don't want me." Now, even if it disturbs your schooling, you don't want to be sorry. β
"Dad, don't talk about the old things. Xin Yi hurriedly shook his head, "Back then, my father was helpless, it was for his daughter's good and to protect his daughter's life." Daddy didn't do anything wrong. β
"But I always feel that I owe you ......," Xin Qi whispered.
"Daddy. The past is over, and our father and daughter will have a good time in the future. Xin Yi diverted the conversation.
She really didn't want to talk about the past. In the past, Yu Xinqi was sad, and she was sad, and she was hard, so why not.
It's just that she has no reason to complain. There is no reason to blame her mother for the path she chose. She was treated harshly by the people in the house for ten years, and Xin Qi buried the secret for half her life, and no one laughed.
Being a dad is often harder. It's just that I swallowed all the bitter water in my stomach.
However, after more than a year of relieving suspicion, the reconciliation is as good as ever, but Xin Qi is always too easy to think of old things, just like a stubborn knot, faintly painful, and never dying.
There are those who owe Xinyi, and there are those who owe Dou Wanββ
Two women, he owes half his life.
So it is the demon of the heart, the demon that devours the heart. How many years later, when Ye Bianzhou didn't look back, it became a prophecy.
"Dad, don't talk about the old things. Xin Yi diverted the conversation again, "Dad came to me today, what's the matter?"
Xin Qi's eyes shook, and then he struggled out of his memories and softened his face: "After the incident with Wang Wenying, the Wang family died down, and Chang'an City was too peaceful. This morning, the scholars outside our house also retired. β
Xin Yi was stunned for a moment, listened carefully, and found that the usual hustle and bustle outside the house was silent, only to hear the autumn geese singing, and the red leaves falling on the green tile eaves.
The condemnation of besieging Xinfu for several months finally dispersed as the Wang family wilted.
"It's really a tree that is falling apart, no one is paying money, and the little minions are boring to themselves. Xin Yi couldn't help but be overjoyed, and plucked his ears jokingly, "Now Daddy can sleep well." β
Xin Qi also smiled: "Not bad." Your father and I can finally go out and go to the palace with peace of mind. β
Served in the royal palace. It is the "History of the Yue Wangfu". The five-grade official is still in charge of a house, and he is free to take money, and he doesn't have such an obvious blessing.
Xin Yi also suspected that King Yue had another purpose, but after thinking about it, he really couldn't find a clue, so he recognized this pie that fell from the sky, adding a way to Xin Fu, and the family was happy.
Xin Yi was in a good mood and said with a smile: "Xinfu's livelihood is getting better day by day, and my father is working hard." A while ago, Ah Zhi also said that Ji Luli wanted a golden hairpin. At that time, I reprimanded her for not being sensible, but now there is hope. β
Xin Qi was stunned: "Ah Zhi is almost over?"
Xin Yi pretended to be resentful and rolled his eyelids: "Dad, you are a father, and you can't remember your daughter's birthday?" Ah Zhi is thirteen this year, and the year after next will be. You have to get ready early. β
"Isn't there another year? Xin Qi scratched his head embarrassedly, "Your eldest sister is more enthusiastic than being a father." If you divide this heart into charge of the Du family's brothers and sisters, the house will not be short of money and food. β
There is something in Xin Qi's words. Xin Yi raised his eyebrows.
Xin Yi took the Du family brothers and sisters to live with him, and added two pairs of chopsticks to the house to eat white food, even if it was a good thing morally, but looking at a money bag that was broken in half with a copper coin, Xin Qi also sighed all day long.
Seeing Xin Yi's surprise, Xin Qi touched his face, his heart was horizontal, and he said clearly: "It's not that my father is not close to people, and it is always useful for the sages to raise diners." But now the two big living people, staying in the house to enjoy the flowers and the moon, and moving their mouths when eating, even if you and I don't count, but the people look at it, and it is difficult to be obedient. β
Xin Yi thought about it for a while and admitted that Xin Qi was reasonable. She only asks about her heart, but Xin Qi considers the whole family, and Yangchun Baixue really can't resist firewood, rice, oil and salt.
"Why don't I go and talk to the Du family brothers and sisters. Let them be like Changsheng, and my Xin Mansion will provide shelter and food and clothing, but they will also have to go out to find work by themselves, and half of the monthly money will be given to Xin Mansion. Xin Yi nodded, "In morality, there is no debt, and in the family, you can make a difference." β
Xin Qi thought about it and agreed. Xin Qi also instructed Xin Yi that during his tenure in the Yue Palace, Xin Yi took care of the affairs of the palace on his behalf, took care of the livelihood of the house, and discussed some trivial matters such as making cotton clothes this winter and preparing for the New Year.
The room is quiet, and the red leaves are like butterflies. A branch of golden cinnamon in the flower goose under the window has all bloomed.
The father and daughter sat side by side, talking some common words. Although it is chattering and not very important, it is this nonsense, but it makes people feel warm, and even the autumn breeze can be up.
Far away from the chess game, forget the differences, only firewood, rice, oil and salt, together with the time of mundane feelings, the family is long, the family is short, one long and one short is the days.
Lovely as much. Such a day full of mundane fireworks.
In the end, the chess game is just a matter of winning a game.
Three days later, Xin Yi solemnly copied the countermeasures and personally handed them over to Wu Yu, who subconsciously glanced at the first sentence of the article and gasped.
"You girl, you really have the guts. No wonder the eldest sister has a temper. β
The title of Xin Yi's essay is: Conquer the Quartet in the service of the Son of Heaven -
A sentence that can lose your head just by passing it out, punish the nine clans, and shake the world.
To coerce the Son of Heaven and make the princes, ironic today's situation, five surnames and seven hopes are prosperous, the imperial power is declining, if you want to break the situation and change the rule, then the first priority, must have the right to cut the door valve, support the royal prestige, the seven tripods and nine tripods each have their place, the princes and the son of heaven are lenient and virtuous, in order to reform today's cancer, the period of peace and prosperity.
A stab at the Son of Heaven is weak and inactive. The two and five surnames are rampant, and when they are punished, every sentence is an obvious sentence that pins the head to the waistband of the trousers.
"If the old man submits this article, you won't be able to cut off ten heads. Wu Yu smiled and raised the scroll in his hand.