Chapter 665: Si Dijing

Just looking at his appearance, people who have dealt with the Qin family will think that Wang Ying is Qin Ying, the third son of Qin, who was once famous in the capital. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Qin Ying was a frequent visitor to poetry meetings and tea parties when he was a teenager, five years ago Qin Mu Zhishi, Qin Sangongzi disappeared before he disappeared, the year before last he was admitted to the Jinshi, made up for Jurong Zhi County, Jiangsu, and was released out of Beijing.

But Wang Ying's dress is not what Qin Ying likes. This is the costume that Qin Jue, the eldest son of the Qin family, Tanhualang, often made many years ago.

This is also Wang Ying's favorite.

When he was a child, his grandfather asked Qin Jue to make clothes that were either made of Songjiang triangular cloth, or this kind of twill cloth also produced in Songjiang, and he was very envious at that time.

It's not that he can't afford to wear it, but his mother can't look down on it, his mother likes to let him and Qin Ying dress up exactly the same, the two are like the same person, and sometimes even his mother can't tell the difference.

He hated it, but Qin Ying liked it. Although they are twin brothers, Qin Ying is more liked by his mother than him, his mother always praises Qin Ying for her intelligence and motivation in front of her father, and later, her father's gaze on Qin Ying is much more than what she gave him.

He has long been abandoned by his family, like a lost dog far away from the capital, and he doesn't even dare to tell others that he is also surnamed Qin.

Not only is his surname Qin, but he is also a descendant of the Changfang, his father was the head of the Qin family, and he is Qin Lang, the second son of the Qin family.

In the middle of the night, he often smiled bitterly, I am afraid that no one has remembered this name for a long time.

It was so before, and it's even more so now.

When he was in the Qin family, he was Qin Ying's twin brother, and he was a person who was rarely mentioned, whether at home or outside, unless he appeared with Qin Ying, others would treat him as the third son of Qin.

When it comes to the son-in-law of the Qin family's jade generation, people will think of the radiant eldest son Qin Jue, the graceful third son Qin Ying, and even the fifth son Qin Jia, who is famous for painting landscapes, but they will not think of him.

After being away from Beijing for many years, he once asked people to go to the capital to inquire about the news, the huge capital, the huge Qin family, no one even mentioned the second son of Qin.

Maybe those people thought that he was the same as the fourth son who died young, he was a dead man.

But all this was nothing compared to what he received later.

After so many years, he has figured out a lot of things.

In that slightly cold early winter, the woman who amazed him in the jujube forest married Qin Jue.

And after he asked the second widow Wang to steal back the clothes that year, what happened was like a nightmare.

......

One day, he wants to snatch that woman back from Qin Jue's hands and trample on it fiercely, he wants Qin Jue to see his wife, the biological mother of the Qin family's grandson, from a noble family to a female dog who is not even as good as a prostitute, and he wants to return the things they did to him in the past!

Thinking of this, Wang Ying slowly raised his head, and his gaze at Zhao You was full of reverence.

In terms of resourcefulness, Zhao You is not inferior to Qin Jue, but Qin Jue is too flamboyant and unwilling to suffer, but Zhao You can endure with the respect of the son of the world, and Qin Jue is not comparable to this concentration alone.

The emperor is old, and there is no successor, he is willing to follow Zhao You, and one day, they will justifiably enter the capital.

I hope that the woman's appearance is still there, so that he will not lose his appetite when he gets it.

It's been so many years, she has grown up, I heard that she gave birth to three children to Qin Jue, and the young woman who is in her teenage years is not comparable to the little girl who has not yet reached her age.

He had drawn her appearance countless times, and even he didn't understand that after so many things and so many years, the woman's face was still deeply hidden in his memory.

He hated her, gritted his teeth with hatred, but the more he hated her, the more he wanted to get her, ravaged her, whipped her, and made her kneel on the ground to beg him for mercy, and at that time, Qin Jue could no longer protect her, and of course none of the she gave to Qin Jue could live.

He wants to leave her with nothing, she only has him, and she has to suffer whatever he gives her.

Thinking of this, Wang Ying clenched his fists tightly.

Zhao You smiled and let out a long sigh.

"I have only been to the capital a few times in my life, and the teahouses in the capital, as long as you are willing to spend a few more dollars and silver, you can drink until the Ming Dynasty of the year. And in Pingliang, even in the palace, you can't take out a few taels of Ming. ā€

"The sons and brothers in the capital like to go out hunting, fresh clothes and angry horses, wandering wreckage, Baoding Mansion, Tianjin Wei, they say to go, and I leave Pingliang Mansion for a hundred miles, I have to change my appearance."

"The Luo family has been a small official for several generations, they are uneasy, you were abandoned by the family, you gave up your fame, the same uneasy, all the same, the same, hahaha!"

Zhao You laughed, his laughter was heroic, and there was a little desolation.

His father, Zhao Zi, thought that if he dragged his family from Jiangnan to Pingliang, he would be able to bring his family to peace.

But what is the price of this peace?

Not free, but like a prisoner, detained in a small town.

During the New Year's holidays, I look forward to the rewards in the capital.

Seeing that the reward was coming, the whole family breathed a sigh of relief, and finally spent another year safely.

He was born in Pingliang, and he only heard about how prosperous Jiangnan is and how rich the capital is from his mother's grandmother.

Before the age of thirteen, he followed his father to the capital, but his father did not let him go out, except for the palace, he never went anywhere.

He remembered that the streets of the capital were very wide, and when it rained, there would be no water on the streets, and the palace was majestic and magnificent, much larger than the Rui Palace, and he would get lost without the guidance of the chamberlain.

At the age of thirteen, he persuaded his father to finally leave Pingliang.

But that time he didn't go to the capital, not because he couldn't go, but because he didn't dare to go.

He lives in Changping, and he still remembers that year, it snowed heavily in Changping.

There are many wild plum trees on the mountains of Changping, which are also red plums and white snow, but they are a little more graceful than those seen in Pingliang.

Changping is close to the capital, and the living habits of large families are similar to those in the capital, and he still remembers that in the house of the unlucky Luo Jinshi, he saw a little girl, six or seven years old, and she was already ice muscle and jade bones at a young age, so delicate that it seemed to be carved from jade.

He couldn't help but grimace at her, and the little girl ran away angrily.

He had seen a few merchants from the south of the Yangtze River in Changping, and on a cold day, they were wearing thin clothes, but they seemed to be not afraid of the cold, even if they were merchants, they were gentle and elegant, which reminded him of those poems and elegant sentences in books.

That year, when he returned to Pingliang from Changping, he made up his mind that one day, he would not only walk on the streets of the capital in a bright way, but also walk into the palace in a bright light.

And Jiangnan, that is his Jiangnan, it was before, and it will be in the future, just like the capital, one day, he will no longer be a passerby in the capital, he will be the master of the capital.

His capital, his Jiangnan, are all his.