Chapter 3 The little lotus shows its sharp corners

Luo Yi came with hope, but in the end he was disappointed, his only son, although he survived, he was a little mentally disturbed, and it was difficult to hide his decadence and chagrin. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Ning Zeyu saw it in his eyes and knew that this 'father' really cared about him, but he couldn't show it now.

Because this body is young, only ten years old, and he has no self-preservation strength, even if he says that Meng wants to harm him, there is no evidence, Luo Yi may not believe it, not to mention, the relationship between his son and Luo Yi is definitely not as good as his pillow person, as long as Meng often blows the pillow wind, he can't bring it down.

What's more, in such a deep-gate mansion, there are many family servants, servants, servants, etc., who are estimated to be looking at Meng's face and acting, and if they want to live, they can only temporarily pretend to be crazy and stupid, so as to reduce Meng's jealousy and murder.

Luofu invited a doctor to diagnose the child's pulse, in the Sui and Tang dynasties, the doctor was called a doctor, a doctor, to the end of the five dynasties, the north still used the old name, the south was called Langzhong, to the Song Dynasty was called a doctor, Langzhong mixed name.

Because Ning Zeyu had just crossed over, his body had been holding water for a long time, his heart rhythm and pulse were abnormal, and his brain and soul were fused, so after the doctor saw it, he also felt that the pulse was strange and could not be diagnosed.

At this moment, Luo Yi was completely disheartened, and left Luo Zhaoyun's courtyard, depressed and sad.

Meng Ru breathed a sigh of relief, secretly proud, this ending is not bad, although she is not dead, but it does not threaten the status of her and her daughter, and she turned around to recruit her son as a son-in-law, at that time, the entire Luo family, she is still in power, and no one can turn over and ride on her head.

Women are jealous and have very small eyes, once she sits in the position of housewife for a long time and is in charge of the daily affairs of the family, no one dares to offend her, and it is impossible to make her fall out of favor, and she will definitely fight to the death.

The house of Luofu was purchased last year, and expanded on the basis of the original, six in and six out, as well as the left and right side courtyards, the more luxurious the more inside, the door guards, carriage and horse servants, long workers, short workers, family people, outer courtyard officers, inner courtyard officers, three, six and nine streams, clearly divided, the hierarchy is clear.

In addition, Luo Yi of Luofu inherited Luo Rong's title, and because of his military exploits, in Beiping City, Youzhou, in addition to his boss Li Jing has left office, after Shangguo Zhu Yanrong took over as the governor of Youzhou, he is a general of the chariot and cavalry, and he is considered to be the first few people, and he has been rewarded by many villages and official fields, and there are many subordinates and tenant farmers who are attached, so he is in charge of the Luo family, for Meng Ru, the monthly silver money, cloth expenses, etc., are all arranged by her in the house, majestic, how can she be willing to let go of this power.

When night fell, the moonlight was like silver, sprinkled on the earth, as if it was a light veil, and as if it was a layer of thick frost.

Luofu has been in charge of lights, large and small courtyards, rules and regulations, there are a lot of candles and hanging lights.

Luo Zhaoyun's courtyard became clean, and only he and his maidservant Mu He were left.

Mu He is not very old, she is more than thirteen years old, Doukou is wearing a light cyan high-waisted skirt in early February, the skirt is tied above the chest, the face is beautiful, the body is long and slender, the thin waist pole is tall and flexible, and when you walk back and forth, it is like a flexible green bamboo swaying in the wind.

I have to say that this little maid Muhe, her face is still immature, but her appearance is handsome, she can be regarded as a beautiful girl, quite beautiful, at this time, her bright eyes are red and swollen from crying, although Ah Lang woke up, it was a little abnormal, which made her feel sad, and she felt sorry for the dead Liu, who did not take good care of the little son.

Ning Zeyu was lying on the couch, digesting the memories of this child, but he was too young and his memory was limited, more often than not, he was thinking nonsense, could it really be that he had crossed over?

Next, how do I live my life?

Although he has read some novels, some of the protagonists of the crossing, when he goes back to the past, he often looks up to the sky and roars, the spirit of the king is horizontal, he dares to fight with the sky, and he can say domineeringly, I am the king of this era, as if after the crossing, he is a superman and can do anything, he is a dragon Aotian!

When Ning Zeyu crossed back, he knew that it was all just speculation, what princely hegemony, what revolution, it was all illusory, how to survive is the first priority.

The maidservant Mu He kept talking to him on the side of the couch, but Ning Zeyu couldn't understand what he was saying, because the Sui and Tang dynasties used Middle Chinese, and the pronunciation was completely different from that of later generations, as if listening to Cantonese and Japanese.

Through historical common sense, he roughly knew that ancient Chinese was from the pre-Qin to the Han Dynasty, medieval Chinese was from the Three Kingdoms period to the Song Dynasty, and modern Chinese was the Chinese after the Yuan Dynasty, and gradually formed the later Beijing Mandarin.

Like Japan, Korea, Vietnam and other places, during the Sui and Tang dynasties, there were many envoys to learn the culture of the Sui and Tang dynasties, which had a great impact on the surrounding countries, and many etiquette systems, writings, classics, buildings and other places imitated and copied the things promoted by the Sui and Tang dynasties at that time, so that until the 21st century, these countries were still close to Middle Chinese in terms of pronunciation.

Ning Zeyu is not in a hurry, the skill of language is often in contact for a long time, imperceptibly, and he can naturally learn it, the only thing he is worried about now is the poison of the Meng family, if the other party temporarily relaxes his vigilance and lets him grow, he will turn over sooner or later and strike a perfect blow.

When it was time for dinner, Mu He went to the dining house to get food, brought it back to the room, according to the previous practice, she first ate a few bites by herself, tested the poison herself, and did not feel any discomfort, and then warmed her son and fed him.

Ning Zeyu showed a bitter smile, he also has a servant girl, he is very good to himself, and he has some feelings in his heart, this girl's simplicity, innocence and understanding, she protects him everywhere, and she sees it in her eyes, which makes him feel a feeling of pity and pity in his heart.

After Mu He cleaned up the dishes and chopsticks, he brought warm water, dipped it in a cloth towel, wrung the water, and then wiped his cheeks and neck for him, and took care of him.

"Ah Lang, you must get better and get ahead, so that you can avenge the second lady." She said softly, after all, she was only a thirteen-year-old girl, she couldn't hide so many things, and she didn't dare to reveal half a word to outsiders, but when she was alone with Luo Zhaoyun, she always didn't forget to remind him of these grievances.

After Ning Zeyu listened, his expression was dazed, and he didn't understand at all, but his eyes were staring at Mu He, and he still paid careful attention to her mouth shape, compared with Luo Zhaoyun's memory in his mind, and he had to quickly learn the current language.

"Ah Lang, can you understand what I said?" Mu He stopped, saw that he didn't say a word, and asked a little sadly.

Ning Zeyu didn't know how to answer, he just smiled slightly, without the nervousness just now.

Seeing that he was not crazy, Mu He shook his head, suddenly pounced on him, and cried sadly.

"I want to live, not only to protect myself from persecution, but also to let this little sister live a good life." Ning Zeyu sighed in his heart, from now on, he will be Luo Zhaoyun.