Ren Pingsheng chuckled in his heart, and he didn't know why Gao Yuanyuan talked about it like this.

Since his rebirth, Ren Pingsheng has been cautious in his words and deeds, lest he expose his secrets.

In terms of career development, he also tried his best to use the power of history to let the people and events in history promote history, and he just grasped the opportunity to hitch a ride, developed himself by borrowing strength, and tried to avoid interfering in history or excessive behavior of advanced development.

It can be said that Ren Pingsheng's strategy has been implemented well, and he has gradually adapted to the role he is currently playing.

Just when he thought that everything was seamless, he was broken by Gao Yuanyuan's words.

Although Gao Yuanyuan may not have done it intentionally, Ren Pingsheng couldn't let her guess further.

These thoughts quickly turned around in Ren Pingsheng's mind, but there was no obvious change in his expression, but he asked with a smile:

"Then what era do you think I came from? ”

Gao Yuanyuan had been observing Ren Pingsheng just now, her sentence did not clearly point out anything, nor did she have clear doubts about Ren Pingsheng's identity, she just wanted to test Ren Pingsheng and see how he reacted.

But Ren Pingsheng didn't let her see through, even with Gao Yuanyuan's extraordinary eyesight and experience, she didn't see anything from this man's face.

Gao Yuanyuan's heart felt a little disappointed, but there was a calm, a slightly pleasant calm.

She tilted her head sideways, looked at Ren Pingsheng, her apricot eyes were pretty, and said with a soft smile:

"I look at you, maybe it's Chongzhen's reincarnation. ”

Ren Pingsheng also laughed and said:

"If Chongzhen has my ability, at least he can row the river and rule, and he will not give up the country to the Tartars. ”

Gao Yuanyuan pouted and said:

"Come on, you, maybe you'll be the first to open the door and surrender to the enemy. ”

Ren Pingsheng smiled and revealed the topic.

Although this hurdle was successfully passed, Ren Pingsheng still had some heart palpitations.

Gao Yuanyuan's words today will never be untargeted, she may really have such a conjecture, or it may be that Lao Gao is using her daughter's mouth to find out the news, but in any case, she must pay close attention to it in the future, and she must not fall into her eyes.

This girl is too smart, if she really has any flaws and is caught by her, it will be difficult to say in the future.

The two stood and chatted for a while, it was getting late, the cool breeze was blowing, and Gao Yuanyuan's silk scarf couldn't hold it anymore, so the two left the cemetery and drove back.

On the way back, Ren Pingsheng re-propped up the hard top ceiling of Mercedes-Benz SLK, and the temperature in the car returned to normal, but Gao Yuanyuan still wrapped her upper body in a silk scarf, leaning on the seat obliquely, her slender and slender body swayed slightly with the driving of the vehicle, a slender jade leg rested on the other knee, and two white greasy calves with uniform flesh and bone were exposed under the skirt.

Ren Pingsheng observed Gao Yuanyuan with his eyes, and asked casually:

"How could you be interested in the history of the Ming Dynasty?"

Gao Yuanyuan looked leisurely at the highway in the distance and said softly:

"When I was a child, I used to play in my father's study, and so that I wouldn't interfere with his work, my father gave me some books as toys. After watching more, I was also interested. ”

Although Gao Yuanyuan said so, Ren Pingsheng knew that it was not so simple, Gao Weicheng's cultivation of his daughter must have started since she was a child, and she would not be as hasty as she said.

"When I was a child, I liked the stories of Gu Mei and Gong Dingyu, Bian Yujing and Wu Weiye in the history of the late Ming Dynasty, and I admired the behavior of those women who fought hard for love and went to the soup and fire. ”

This topic seemed to arouse Gao Yuanyuan's interest in talking, she said and said, and recited a poem:

"There are so many things that go wrong, only this evil. Seliu is sad, and the palace is falling. The moon is bright on the grass road, and people go to the Pearl Pavilion. Ask what day, the clothes and hairpins are the same as the curtain. I have looked for a cold food appointment, and I drink before spending a lot. It's over, it's like yesterday. Half a boat of red candles is cold, and a green mountain is berthed. By any choice, Chang'an Qiu Ma competes for lightness. ”

Ren Pingsheng knew that this poem was written by Gu Mei "Sending Mrs. Li from the Distant Mountains to the South", and Gu Mei was also one of the legendary women in the late Ming Dynasty. Needless to say, it is also the owner of Jinling Meilou, and the elegant guests often gather in Meilou, which has the meaning of the "salon" of the French aristocratic society in the seventeenth century.

Gu Mei himself is talented, "familiar with literature and history, good at painting orchids", and good at socializing, left and right. Although he has experienced the troubled times such as the late Ming Dynasty, the Southern Ming Dynasty, and the early Qing Dynasty, he has always been able to maintain an elegant and calm lifestyle, and he has also used his ability to shelter many anti-Qing celebrities.

Although it is only a poem, it can be seen that Gao Yuanyuan has a good impression of this strange woman, and it is rare for her to show such a sad and emotional side, so Ren Pingsheng just responded gently with a poem:

"The waist is jealous and the Yang is jealous, and the soul breaker hears it late at night; Qin Lou should have been mistaken by the east wind, and Luo Fu was not sent to marry the king. ”

This poem was written by Gu Mei's husband, Gong Dingyu, to praise Gu Mei's talent and beauty, and it also happened to say her life.

Hearing Ren Pingsheng's response, Gao Yuanyuan seemed to have found a soulmate, and a shallow smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

But this smile was only kept for a moment, and Gao Yuanyuan immediately shook her head, as if dispelling the memories from her mind:

"But my father didn't approve of me reading too many literary stories, he thought that the literature was exaggerated, and only by reading history could I increase my knowledge. After that, I basically didn't watch those legendary stories, and I followed what my father watched. ”

Ren Pingsheng responded carefully:

"It seems that your father raised you like a man. ”

Gao Yuanyuan was a little displeased, she raised her eyebrows slightly and said:

"What do you mean by this, can't women read history? ”

Ren Pingsheng also knew that what he said just now was a little hasty, and he patiently defended:

"To read history is to read politics, history books are the best political textbooks, your father only has one child, and he will definitely want you to follow the path he has walked. ”

Gao Yuanyuan turned over Zhen's head, looked at Yanjing City, which was gradually lit up by night lights outside the window, and said with some confusion in her eyes:

"When I used to read the history of the late Ming Dynasty, Li Zicheng was about to break through the capital, Chongzhen first tearfully hacked his youngest daughter Princess Zhaoren to death before hanging himself, and then cut off the arm of his eldest daughter Princess Changping, every time I see this, I will feel shuddered. “

I don't know when, Gao Yuanyuan has already taken off the silk scarf draped on her shoulders and gently twisted it with ten soft white slender fingers.

"My father never asked me what I thought, and he never interfered with what I did, but I could guess a little bit of what he meant. ”

I don't know why, Gao Yuanyuan's tone rarely reveals a rare fragility and confusion.

"It's just that in my mind, I can't forget what Chongzhen said to my daughter: 'Why did you give birth to my family?'. ”

Regarding Gao Yuanyuan's confusion, Ren Pingsheng was silent for a long time, and he said:

"In a person's life, the only thing that cannot be chosen is one's own birth. “

"Who your parents are and what your future holds is basically decided on the day you are born. ”

Gao Yuanyuan leaned her head sideways, leaned softly on the back of the chair, and said a little helplessly:

"Can't we choose our own lives?"

Ren Pingsheng was unmoved, and said calmly:

"You can choose, but most of the time, your choice doesn't make any sense. ”

Gao Yuanyuan said puzzled:

"Why?"

Ren Pingsheng's voice became calmer and calmer, so calm that it was almost cold.

"The choice of the individual cannot resist the torrent of history. If Chongzhen didn't kill his wife and daughter, after the city was destroyed and the country fell, they would become the tools of Li Zicheng's subordinates to vent their desires. Just like the shame of Jingkang in the Northern Song Dynasty, the concubines and princesses who were plundered by the Jin people were sent to the reckless land of Baishan and Black Water to be military prostitutes. ”

In Li Zicheng's eyes, in the eyes of the Jin people, the wife and daughter of the loser have only one end, and no matter how beautiful you are, no matter how literary you are, no matter how idealistic you are, it is useless in the chaos. ”

"Just like Gu Mei you mentioned earlier, if she marries the wrong man, she will not be able to escape when the Qing soldiers go south. ”

At this time, the Mercedes-Benz SLK had stopped at the door of the West Mountain Villa, and Ren Pingchang exhaled and said:

"We can't choose, we can only follow the trend of the times and rush away. ”

There was a long silence in the carriage, and the two of them seemed to be immersed in the emotions of the conversation just now, and they couldn't get out of it for a long time, until Gao Yuanyuan's voice broke the silence.

"Kiss me. ”

Gao Yuanyuan's voice was clear and crisp, without the slightest twist, nor pretentious reserve, but her pair of clear apricot eyes shone with the wildest flames.

Ren Pingsheng has been waiting for this moment for a long time, his movements are not muddy at all, but he does not have the hairy hands and feet of young people, and naturally leans over to choke the two long-awaited plump red lips, but Gao Yuanyuan's reaction is even more enthusiastic than his, she almost opened her sandalwood mouth at the same time, blending with the man's scorching heat, like a drowning person grasping the last straw, and the pair of white lotus-like arms are also wrapped around like an octopus.

Perhaps it was what she saw and heard in the Ming Tombs on this day, or it was a series of discussions about the history of the Ming Dynasty and the rise and fall of dynasties, or maybe it was the insignificance of the individual under the times, these factors combined to make Gao Yuanyuan, who had always been calm, emotionally sensitive and fragile, and also made her cold shell not disappear.

At this moment, she is no longer the Gao Yuanyuan who is known for her arrogance and coldness, and she is no longer the Gao Yuanyuan who is calm and calm in the eyes of everyone, she is just a girl with all the weaknesses and needs of women.

She needs a strong and powerful male to protect her and soothe her.

Ren Pingsheng happens to be that person.

。 Sogou