Chapter Eighty-Five: His Death and His Life Are Neither Dead nor Alive

Scholars have been to Yihong Courtyard, which is expensive Yihong Courtyard. Not because he wanted to go, of course, but because the boss he was following was going.

Men, officialdom, are always indispensable for acting on the spot, and even more indispensable for drinking and having fun.

If you want to break into the circle of officialdom and the court, these are inevitable.

Even, the scholar has already calculated that he borrowed this person he bribed to pick up the ranking, and then relied on this person's recommendation to vote under the Ministry of Shangshu, once he was invested in the Ministry of Officials, this is the person of the prince and Prime Minister Lu. Then he took a good chance to tie up with his boss and the secretary of the ministry, and won the opportunity to stand out in front of the prince or Prime Minister Lu...... In the end, the clouds soared.

He had a good plan for his life.

Knowledgeable, communicative, conforming. He's got it all, and now he's short of money.

And money is the use of Gongsun Xinxin. Although Gongsun Xinxin has no money, fortunately, this person can make money, or sell it for money.

In fact, the scholar doesn't know if he has ever liked this naïve, romantic, and stupid woman like a daffodil.

When he met Gongsun Xinxin when he was a child, his grandmother said: "This is a child of a rich family, you have to play with her well, let her buy you books to read, and then let her give you money, so that you can have a private school to attend." ”

No one had ever told him that this was incorrect behavior. When he realized something was wrong. Grandma said, "We used to be a big family, but now we're just weak. And this family is not a famous nobleman in the first place, but they just made a few bucks. It's their blessing that we use their money - how can this be said to be a fraud, you stupid boy, we are borrowing, and when you get famous, you will still have a few dollars to her? ”

Although the scholar Xiucai felt that there was something wrong with his grandmother's words, after all, his grandmother was the elder of the family and the person in charge of the family, and her words were naturally not disobeyed by the scholar. Besides, although grandma is stricter with him, no one can love him more than grandma, and no one can hope for him more than grandma.

This scholar was originally a good boy who couldn't be more obedient, a good student.

Grandma said something, although he had doubts in his heart, but he still firmly believed.

However, grandma always said that those few dollars were just a few dollars, and they could always be repaid.

What about favors? What about love?

Gongsun Xinxin's love for him. This is unswerving to the death and the sea is rotten.

What can be repaid for such emotion?

Therefore, unexpectedly and reasonably, Gongsun Xinxin wanted to follow him into Beijing to take the exam, abandoned his relatives, abandoned his family, abandoned the place where she was born and raised, and followed him on the road of going his own way.

Grandma was both happy and worried about this matter.

Happily, her grandchildren have settled on the road, and her grandchildren don't have to suffer so much on the road—except for the abundance of money and materiality. Grandma believes that Gongsun Xinxin can take care of her grandchildren in the palm of her hand. Although Gongsun Xinxin is a big lady who does not touch the spring water with her five fingers, what Gongsun Xinxin did for her grandchildren, grandma saw it, and what Gongsun Xinxin did, in fact, in grandma's heart, it has reached the standard of granddaughter-in-law.

But it only meets the standard of a granddaughter-in-law, and Gongsun Xinxin is not the most satisfied granddaughter-in-law in the eyes of grandma after all.

worried, worried that with Gongsun Xinxin by her side, her grandson's reputation may not be so good. To put it bluntly, grandma is confident that his grandchildren will marry the daughter of the family in the future, and if he is lucky, he may still be a concubine. Who would marry this rude girl who grew up on the side, and besides, she was born as a merchant.

The scholar Xiucai didn't have time to have any opinion on Gongsun Xinxin's behavior of not being afraid of everything and wanting to accompany him to the ends of the earth.

He hadn't had time to figure out whether he wanted Gongsun Xinxin to be happy in his heart, or disgusted with Gongsun Xinxin's brilliant entanglement.

He hasn't even really said "Thank you, thank you all the time" to this daffodil-like girl who loves him and is brave enough to pursue love. ”

The scholar was told by his grandmother, whom he respected very much.

"My good grandson, you are leaving, grandma is very worried and uneasy, may the ancestors bless my eighteenth generation of single long house grandson to be the champion of high school, and once again shine on my lintel."

The old man's hand was tightly pulling the scholar's, and he could feel that there were countless blue-purple veins under the wrinkled skin, and the blood that was constantly flowing in it was warm. The scholar felt his grandmother's thin, wrinkled, and vicissitudes of life.

Infinite sourness and sadness in my heart. This person who was originally a pair of women should be like Gongsun Xinxin's slender jade fingers, like white and tender daffodil petals.

But grandma's hands are so rough, so unsightly, and even ugly. In addition to the traces of time, there are so many years that she is a weak woman who has supported the hardships and bitterness of this fallen scholarly family.

Every time at this time, the scholar Xiucai is particularly disgusted and disgusted with Gongsun Xinxin - yes, no reason, no reason.

When the scholar was distracted, his grandmother patted his hand again and again and continued to tell him.

"The Xinxin girl of the Gongsun family wants you to go to Beijing to take the exam, if you want to go to Beijing to catch the exam, if any adult asks you what she is, you say she is your sister......" The old man's cloudy eyes seemed to be able to release a fine light, and he said emphatically: "Say it's your sister, you know?" Brothers and sisters of the same father and mother, you know? ”

Many cousins and sisters, cousins and sisters got married in ancient times, and the scholar Xiucai echoed his grandmother, "Grandma is thoughtful, and grandchildren know." ”

The old man immediately smiled with satisfaction, and his old eyes were full of kindness, making people feel warm as winter. The old man thought of something again, something unspeakably ashamed, and motioned to the scholar to pass with his ears.

The scholar Xiucai smiled and did not think much about it.

"Sun Sun, you can't have anything to do with that Gongsun Xinxin on the road, although that Gongsun Xinxin is very good-looking...... Do you know? He said excitedly: "Sun Sun, you shouldn't have happened yet, right?" ”

Scholar Xiucai listened, his face turned red, turned his head, and replied in a whisper: "This is naturally not true, Sun Sun knows how to measure proportions."

Scholar Xiucai said, suddenly remembered one thing again, and asked his grandmother: "A few days ago, I heard my grandmother say that when I am the champion of high school in the future, Xinxin will be the champion lady." But now how can grandma ...... "whether it is going back on her word, she doesn't believe it." is still a liar, what he says is not a word, such a thing that scholars dare not say.

The grandmother didn't look embarrassed at all when she heard the scholar's words, and even smiled, laughing at the scholar's stupidity. "Silly child, this is not just to comfort the Gongsun clan who has lost her family relatives, let her follow you with peace of mind, take care of you, and support you. Why is Sun Sun still serious about this? ”

The scholar said in his heart, he naturally didn't take it seriously, but a corner of his heart was empty because he didn't take it seriously.

Gongsun Xinxin's bamboo horse lover asked suspiciously: "Grandma deceived Gongsun Xinxin like this, when I get to the imperial capital, I will finish the imperial examination, and I will return to my hometown when I really have the title of the gold list." At that time, Gongsun Xinxin was abandoned again, so wouldn't her complaints be great? This is also a stubborn and stubborn girl, what should she do when she sues her grandson again? What should I do if I publicize the ungrateful crossing of the river and the demolition of the bridge by my grandson? This ruined the reputation of Sun Sun, but how could it be good? ”

In fact, you can hear that Gongsun Xinxin, the lover who has been admired since childhood, actually doesn't know Gongsun Xinxin. Gongsun Xinxin is stubborn and stubborn, like a daffodil that refuses to be born on the ground and has to be born on the water. But Gongsun Xinxin will not be heartbroken to publicize her grief experience after being abandoned by others, on the contrary, Gongsun Xinxin will be silent, not saying anything, no one will say.

The grandmother still smiled at her good grandson and shook her head, looking like "my grandson is still a good child who has not been deeply involved in the world", and continued to teach the secrets of the scholar's talent: "When the grandson is famous, which adult will recognize him as the fast son-in-law of the East Bed, and which daughter will recognize him as Ruyi Langjun...... At that time, the most popular thing is you, career and family, such a prosperous time, who would care what such a girl from Biansai is talking nonsense. ”

Scholar Xiucai moved his lips, he wanted to say that Gongsun Xinxin was not a Yi girl, she grew up in the Jiangnan water town like her grandmother. But in the grandmother's kind inquiring gaze, the scholar Xiucai couldn't open anything, so he smiled.

And the matter was settled.

Until Gongsun Xinxin left with his lover.

Until Gongsun Xinxin was pushed out by her bamboo horse in front of the bandits.

Until the lover in Gongsun Xinxin's heart wanted to sell her to Qinglou, just to be an official, for fame and fortune.

Until Gongsun Xinxin is about to be out of reach forever, or the future in front of us.

Gongsun Xinxin has never known that in fact, her lover is not affectionate, whether it was once or not.

Scholar Xiucai just feels empty and lost in his hands now, but he doesn't know if he has ever loved Gongsun Xinxin at a time, or if he has always loved Gongsun Xinxin.

Thin love is poisonous, and cool love is disappointed.

The middle lines of these hands are bumpy. Grandma lamented that this shows that his life is not smooth sailing, and there will be something wrong with him in life, and he will encounter immeasurable twists and turns.

What a miserable child.

Now the scholar looks at this pair of delicate hands holding pen and ink and books. It seems to have missed something now, can't turn it anymore, can't hold it tightly.

Both now and in the future.

The scholar's heart suddenly gave birth to resentment towards Gongsun Xinxin.

In this case, the daffodils wither and die, and the sun sets, and the remnants of the sun are like blood.

Full of despair and desolation.