Piercing Stories (59)

"Don't lie to me, who did the master ask to deliver the words in front of the emperor?" Ba Fu Jin sat on the couch, his waist straight, his eyes lowered, and he did not look at the face of the eighth master. She knew that once she saw him, she couldn't help but soften.

The eighth master sat next to Bafujin, stretched out his arm, and wrapped his arms around her shoulders, "Listen to me." ”

Ba Fujin's heart followed his voice and trembled slightly. He knows best how to tug at his heartstrings. That's why he was eaten to death all these years.

Others say, what happened to the Eight Blessings? How did the Eighth Master die, and he lived alone all these years.

In fact, it wasn't Yinxi who killed himself. The more you get along, the more you can't leave him. The more I can't see him getting close to other women.

Those girls are from low backgrounds. She knew that Yinxi had a grudge against people from low backgrounds. I will definitely not take these girls to heart, so over the years, the two have been safe and sound.

She is very sure that something similar to the emperor's praise of Concubine De will not happen between Yinxi and which girl, which is enough for her.

She loved him and went out of her way to help him. He wanted, whatever it was, she wanted to help him get it. She wanted to make him happy, she wanted to make him satisfied. I want him to know that in her eyes, he is the best.

It's been like this for all these years. She also always thought that the two would go on like this. When he is old, he will still return to himself, and only by his side. After a hundred years, in that coffin, there will be no one else who can accompany him to sleep underground except her.

That's how stupid she was going.

But now, even that expectation is gone.

Beatitude Jin doesn't know, what else can he keep?

Child, she didn't. In the future, it is probably impossible to have it.

Husband, she's going to lose. When this man is no longer his own husband, it is no different from losing him.

She couldn't imagine that when he was with her, he was still thinking about other women in his heart, how would he face it?

She doesn't know if she can still have a peaceful mind in the face of this.

She was afraid, afraid that she would become an abomination. It's the same as impulsively going to find the fourth sister-in-law today.

The eighth master felt Bafujin's trembling, and hugged her whole person in his arms, "Don't think too much." I'm forced to do nothing. Nian Qianyao's slave was double-faced and stabbed, and ran to the old fourth mansion to plead guilty. The fourth child was ruthless, and he didn't call him into the door directly, and called the master to get the slave. What can I do? It's a pity to abandon it, and I have to think hard to use it. At that time, the old fourteen was here, and I didn't make it at all, but He Zhuo negotiated the conditions with Nian Qianyao. Ye thought, Hengzhi is a woman. The fourth child's words today are right. The Nian family really made a good calculation. But ......" he attached himself to Bafujin's ear and whispered: "If the master doesn't ask her to give birth, she can't give birth." Hongwang is in your name, let's think about it slowly. Am I still being manipulated by a minion?"

Bafujin looked at the eighth master in astonishment, "This year's family is not so simple......

The Nian family is not an ordinary Han person. Before the Manchurians entered the customs, they were royal minions. It wasn't until his father, who was young, that he got rid of his slavery and joined the Han Army with a white flag in the 12th year of Shunzhi.

This kind of person who is a royal servant outside the customs has long since lost the shadow of the Han people. More ingrained than some Manchurians.

The eighth master naturally knew what Bafujin was talking about, so he said: "This is the reason why the master attaches importance to the Nian family." The roots of the Nian family are deep, even if they are Han from the roots, but the emperor still trusts them. And such a person, if he is released as an official, he can get more natural favor from the Han people. Therefore, it is not easy to find someone who can replace the Nian family. ”

Ba Fujin nodded, and before he could speak, he found that he was led crooked by Yinxi again.

Her face drooped, "It's good now, when I really see the delicate beautiful girl, where will I remember the current words." ”

The eighth master took Bafujin's hand, put it on the lips and kissed it, "Don't worry, I will come back to accompany you every night in the future." It doesn't matter how late. ”

"Even if there is a newcomer?" Bafujin couldn't help but be a little moved.

The eighth master nodded, "Yes, even if there is a newcomer." I'll come back with you every night, too. ”

He is not a cold-hearted person. He remembered what kind of life they had in the palace when she first married him. Without the protection of his mother, he is not loved by the emperor. At that time, the husband and wife stayed together, and no woman could live such a life with her.

Beatitude Jin's tears flowed down her cheeks, and she didn't know if he could do it now. But she knew that Yinxi was sincere at the moment.

All the grievances seemed to have an outlet, she cried bitterly, but her heart was like a black hole, empty and uncomfortable.

Lin Yutong snuggled in the arms of the fourth master, moved, and still asked, "Don't you think it's a pity?"

The fourth master was stunned for a long time before he realized that she was talking about the Nian family.

He put his hand on her stomach and touched it lightly before saying, "You don't know, the master not only looks at the middle-aged Qianyao, but also looks at the middle-aged age." The fourth master said, sighed, and said: "Nian Yaoling, Kangxi served as the governor of Huguang in the thirty-eighth year, and it was he who first proposed to merge Ding Yin into Tianfu in the seven mansions of Huguang. At that time, Ye had been paying attention to the Nian family. ”

Lin Yutong was stunned for a moment, and said in surprise: "Spread Ding into the mu?" Unexpectedly, the initiator of this reform turned out to be a young man. It seems that the fourth master's fancy for the Nian family is not only Nian Qianyao's good fighting and the beauty of the little rice cake. There are also many similarities between the two in terms of economic propositions.

The fourth master listened to Lin Yutong's question, paused for a moment, and then said: "This summary is good, spread out into the mu, that's the case." ”

Lin Yutong was embarrassed, he was just too surprised just now, so he blurted out. Only now do I realize that this is not the same name now. She laughed dryly and said, "I didn't expect that Nian Yaoling would still be an enterprising reformer and be able to put it into practice." ”

The fourth master shook his head, "That's not it." Actually, this ...... Spread into acres, in the Ming Dynasty has been created. At that time, the land annexation was serious, and there were always some people with lofty ideals who wanted to save the irreparable crisis. That's why I have such a general intention. It's just that before it was implemented, the Ming Dynasty died. Nian Yaoling is a bold person, at least he dares to use some things of the Ming Dynasty after they have been perfected. The emperor also took a fancy to him. ”

I see.

If you don't get close to history, you probably would never have thought that the protagonist of countless lingering and touching love stories has been interpreted, and there are so many things between the fourth master and the little rice cake.

Therefore, the truth is probably not as beautiful and moving as people think.

Early the next morning, the fourth master went to the study again and called a few gentlemen. Lin Yutong estimated that it was the 'spread into the acres' that he said last night, which gave the fourth master new inspiration. Actually, if you don't say it yourself, the fourth master will still do it, but it's just a difference between morning and night.

However, if you start a day earlier, you can't say it, so you can improve it earlier.

Lin Yutong could only comfort himself like this.

Later, even Honghui and Hongyun were dragged to the study by the fourth master, and they didn't come back to eat well.

She had to send someone to bring the food every day.

It's only been a few days, and it's over.

The Eight Masters Mansion sent a post. On the eighteenth day of the lunar month, the eighth master married the side Fu Jin Nian.

"I'm in such a hurry? I can't wait for the end of the New Year. Whoever gets married can't prepare for at least half a year. The specifications of the side Fujin can not be low. Lin Yutong took the post and chatted with the fourth master.

The fourth master laughed twice, "Anyway, we have to go back to the house to prepare for the New Year." What's not in our way?"

That's just as well.

The day before Laba, the two took their children back from the garden to the house.

That night, Laba porridge had been boiled all night in the kitchen. Before dawn, I will send it to each family. Lin Yutong prepared a lot of porridge made from fruits this year, and only rewarded it to the fourth master's doorman and the minister's house who was closer to the fourth master.

"The palace of the county and the thirteen mansions, don't be left behind. The fourth master advised, "The waste prince is in the palace, and he can't send it in, so you send someone to send it to Hesheri's family." ”

Lin Yutong said in his heart, anyway, Suo Etu has been dead for so many years, and the rest are useless. It's just to give the waste prince face. This lord has always been generous to those who can't afford to make waves.

Not to mention, those who dare to give it to the Zhijun Wangfu and the Thirteenth are only the fourth master.

King Zhijun looked at the Laba porridge handed in from outside, and his face couldn't tell what it was like? There was no shortage of food and drink in the house, and the degree of food and clothing was the same as before. No one treated him badly. But looking at the porridge sent by the fourth child, or the porridge made of his favorite cow's milk, the hand holding the spoon trembled a little.

"Fourth, you remember your brother, brother, I have to give you a favor. King Zhijun muttered.

turned around and glanced at his son Hongyu: "You are in the palace, how has it been recently?"

Hongyu said in a low voice: "It's okay." It's just that except for Honghui and Hongyun, his son doesn't like to play with others anymore. ”

"What's the matter? Who is bullying you?" said the king of Zhijun put down the bowl in his hand.

Hongyu shook his head, "There is no bullying. It's just that some people are a little respectful of their sons, and some people are a little sympathetic to their sons. Only Honghui and Hongyun, the same as before. It's what it should be, nothing out of the ordinary. My son felt more comfortable that way. ”

King Zhijun choked up, and the idea in his heart became a little firmer. Giving the fourth child a favor can be regarded as paving the way for his son.

Eighth, your eldest brother and I are really not so calculating......