Chapter 6: Mrs. Yang
Listening to Helan Minzhi's words, not to mention the rat with the sharp-beaked monkey cheeks, even Wu Shun was taken aback. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ļ½ļ½ļ½Uļ½Eć Info At times like these, he never speaks, just stands silently and doesn't move.
Although he was a little surprised, the mouse still didn't want to stop at all. just snorted: "The little boy said this." Then he didn't pay attention to Helan Minzhi anymore, and spoke to Wushun again.
"Madam, it's not too early this day, so you'd better go into the city early, right? Don't let our brother delay your trip. "Although he told him to hurry into the city, he put down the spear in his hand. He bent down slightly, as if he was giving Wu Shun a salute, and as if he was about to check it seriously.
There is no need for him to say anything, Wu Shun already understands.
"It's not easy for the sergeants to be exposed to the wind and rain every day. I'm rewarding you for drinking. "I took out a whole copper coin from a small pocket that I carried with me, and it was a thousand coins, which was also heavy.
Seeing Wu Shun's movements, the mouse is called a beauty. Hurriedly stepped forward, held the copper coin in both hands, and grinned his teeth: "Mrs. Xie reward, Mrs. Xie reward." He took the copper coin, carried a spear and shouted to the city gate behind: "Hurry up, let the lady and the young lady pass." ā
Wu Shun didn't care, and pulled Helan Minyue and Minzhi towards the city. But Helan Minzhi kept an eye on it, just to see what this mouse said.
The rat farts walked towards the third child. Holding a copper coin in his hand, he swayed and rattled: "Third child, do you see it?" That's what it's capable of. ā
"You..." Lao Sanqi's face was red, but he was helpless.
The mouse smiled obscenely, and then patted the third child on the shoulder: "Third brother, you have to learn to look at people." Just like the old thing just now, three sticks can't hit a fart, and he is poor and clanging, don't say block the road, you want his life, and don't ask for his money. Like the one just now, at first glance, he is a nobleman. is a nobleman, but he is a nobleman, but he is dressed plainly, and he is not a dignitary. The mother with a pair of children is the last thing she wants is to run into trouble. Dealing with us is naturally troublesome. It's not early, and if you can solve it for two dollars, you don't care. ā
After listening, the third child paused the spear again: "Don't talk nonsense, you can take two sips today." ā
He Lan Minzhi didn't care about the future, but he remembered the price of the mouse's eyesight.
A farce at the gate of the city did not delay too much time, and when I entered the city, I saw the interior of this huge Chang'an.
Opposite the Yanxing Gate is a straight street. At a glance, there is no edge to see, and there is no barrier. There are many pedestrians coming and going on the street, most of them in a hurry. On the main road in the city, there was no lively scene of the streets of the ancients imagined by Helan Minzhi. Actually, it's not surprising. There was a city in the city of China, the city was separated, and the government strictly forbade doing business on the roads.
All you can see around is a wide street, which is unusually wide. There are also large and small high and low walls, dwellings.
"Helan lady, where are we going?" The coachman seems to be familiar with the terrain in Chang'an City. I always run away for this job, I'm afraid I always come to Chang'an City.
"Go to Changle Fang."
"Okay"
After a short remark, the coachman whipped up and drove towards Changle Fang. Helan Minzhi could clearly feel that Wu Shun's face sank, and his mood began to become depressed. The fingers that had been lying flat began to knead each other unconsciously. It's all a sign of nervousness.
After many years of absence, he suddenly returned. Even ordinary family visits are always a little nervous, especially in this case.
Helan Minzhi gently placed his little hand on Wu Shun's hand, wiped the sweat stains on her hands, and showed her two small white teeth. Wu Shun also smiled and patted his cheek gently, but the nervousness did not ease much.
After a burst of whips urging the horses, Helan Minzhi and others were already standing at the door of the Ying Guo Mansion.
This is the first time I have seen the mansion of the official eunuch of the Tang Dynasty, but it does not seem very magnificent. Although the golden plaque of the Yingguo Mansion was wiped spotlessly by the subordinates, it somehow did not show the momentum and majesty of the people. The door was tightly closed, and there were two family members standing at the door, not at all like the family members of the government of the first dynasty.
And how do you look at it, how do you think it's not right.,The wall that I passed by just now towards the door seems to be the main entrance.,But I added new bricks to block the door.,Towards the street again.ć The new bricks and tiles are obviously different from the old bricks and tiles by one color, which adds to a sense of spontaneous dilapidation.
Wu Shun looked at this somewhat unfamiliar door, and tears flowed down in an instant. In her memory, I'm afraid it wasn't like this.
Ying Guogong is the honorific title of the samurai Tong in the Zhenguan period. In the early years, when Li Yuan rebelled, Wu Shi Tong was already a well-known businessman. poured all his family property to fund Li Yuan's army, and was always used by Li Yuan during the Wude period. Zhenguan got up early, and was reused by Li Shimin and became the secretary of the Ministry of Industry. What is commendable is that as Li Yuan's minister of Longxing, Wushi Tong was also able to be reused by Li Shimin in the Zhenguan Dynasty, and he was once transferred to the governor of Jingzhou, in charge of the army and horses, and was crowned hereditary Duke of Yingguo.
Unfortunately, Samurai died young. In his early days, he was only a merchant, so the martial arts family did not succeed in being recognized by the upper class of the Tang Dynasty.
When Samurai Tong was there, he was in a high position and was trusted by two generations of emperors, so he was naturally at peace. However, after the early death of the samurai, the samurai family quickly declined.
In the Tang Dynasty, it was customary for only high-ranking officials above the third rank to have their doors facing the streets and fangmen. Ordinary officials and ordinary people must open their doors on the main street in Chaofang. Just from the gate, it can be seen that the decline of the martial arts family has reached a certain extent.
But, after all, it's not the poor. Even though Samurai Tong has passed away, his legacy is still very rich. His two sons are both high-ranking officials above the imperial court, Wu Yuanqing is Zongzheng Shaoqing, and Wu Yuanshuang is Shaofu Shaoqing. The eldest son, Wu Yuanqing, inherited the hereditary title of Wu Shi Tong and was the Duke of Yingguo. Those who have official positions may be Hanmen, because the imperial examination has already been implemented. At present, there are many people in the DPRK, especially low-level officials.
But if you have a title, even if you are recognized by the world, you will become a nobleman. Although today's samurai family is dilapidated, it is indeed a nobleman. Although it was not accepted by the old aristocrats, it was not much ostracized.
As for when Wu Zetian became the queen, she was accused of being the daughter of a merchant and insulting the country. It was just a forcible sophistry by political enemies, and although there was a relatively large gap between the martial family and the queen's royal family, it was not an ordinary businessman and a child of a poor family after all.
Given enough time for Helan Minzhi to think wildly, Wu Shun also cleaned up his mood. looked down slightly at his lovely pair of children, gritted his teeth, and forcibly changed into a smile. Walk towards the Ying Guo Mansion.
Without waiting to step forward, a gentle-looking family member stepped forward: "Madam, please stay, I don't know who is in the house?" The small ones should also be reported to the lady. ā
"Inform the old lady internally, the unfilial daughter Helan Wu went home to visit."
When the family heard this, Shunma raised his head and reacted that this was once the young lady in the house who had returned to the door.
"Please Madame, later, I'll go in and inform the old lady."
About a quarter of an hour passed, and I heard someone in the house running out quickly. The door opened, and I saw a sturdy old woman behind the servant. Following behind the young family, he didn't fall behind at all, which showed that he was in good health.
Without waiting for the old woman to speak, Wu Shun shouted first: "Aunt Hui, I haven't seen you so tough for a long time." ā
The old woman had gray hair and looked old enough. But obviously deaf and clear-sighted, he looked up at Wu Shun in an instant, and tears rolled in his eyes: "The eldest lady is back, the eldest lady is back." As he spoke, his pace quickened a little. Wu Shun hurriedly went up and served: "Aunt Hui, you are not young, you have to be careful when walking." ā
"The old slave is rude, rude." As he spoke, he hurriedly bent down towards Wu Shunyi, and performed a servant courtesy, meticulously following the rules. It became a huge contrast with the two family members standing at the door just now.
"Get up, get up." He gave the old woman a hard hand.
The old woman was not reserved, and stood up. After looking at Helan Minzhi and Helan Minyue, they directly took Wu Shun's hand: "Miss, come with the old slave." The old lady has been talking about you all day since you sent a letter saying that you were coming back, and the old lady has been talking to you every day, so come into the house. The old lady is afraid that she will have to wait in a hurry. This is the little master and the little miss! Come with the old slave. ā
Helan Minzhi smiled slightly and leaned towards the old slave's body, showing respect for her age. Helan Minyue was a little scared and drilled into Wu Shun's arms.
Wu Shun picked up Minyue and followed the old slave named Aunt Hui and walked quickly inside.
After walking for about a quarter of an hour, there was no complicated terrain in the entire Guogong Mansion, nor did there be any legendary back garden, rockery, pond or anything. It's just like an ordinary person. A few into the courtyard, it seems that Mrs. Yang should be in the last entry.
As soon as I entered, I saw an old woman in a purple skirt standing with the support of three women of the same age.
No need to ask, this is Mrs. Yang. That is, the mother Wu Shun and the mother of the empress Wu Zetian. At this time, it was the first year of Yonghui, and Mrs. Yang was already seventy years old. As the old saying goes: people are rare in their seventies.
Not to mention the ancients, even before Helan Minzhi crossed over, seventy years old can be regarded as an advanced age. In my impression, a seventy-year-old woman should have a face full of age spots, wrinkles like deep grooves engraved on her face. The exposed skin on the arms is also dry and colorless.
But at this time, Mrs. Yang, that is, her maternal grandmother, really surprised herself.
Although it is supported by three maidservants, the straightness of its body is not suspicious. The reason why people are supported is just a status symbol, and she can stand on her own without any problems.
A purple skirt with a shirt on top that is not the shirt worn by ordinary women. It should be added with cotton wool inside, and it looks a little like a jacket. After all, it's the age here, and it's just autumn, and it can't stand a little bit of wind and cold. The same is true underneath, but it doesn't look bloated, and what is worn on Yang's body is just a special heaviness.
There is no shawl on the shoulders that is common to ordinary women, perhaps because of the age, and there is no need for shawl to decorate.
The hair is completely silvery, but the color is still very shiny. The silver hair was meticulously combed on the head. The hairstyle is combed, and the cloud bun is the favorite of women with status in the formal Tang Dynasty. It doesn't look old, but it has a different kind of dignity.
There was not a single age spot on his seventy-year-old face, his skin was shiny, and his complexion was ruddy. His eyes shone brightly, and he looked energetic. Just from the current Mrs. Yang, it can be seen that when she was young, she must have been a beautiful woman in the world. No wonder the beauty of the Wu sisters seems to have inherited the appearance of the Yang family.
Seeing her eldest daughter who had been absent for a long time, tears welled up in Mrs. Yang's eyes instantly. Since he married his daughter to the Helan family as a teenager, he has never seen him again. It's been more than ten years since I was absent. Excitedly, he didn't wait for Wu Shun to step forward, he waved away the maid with one hand and walked towards Wu Shun.
Although I was so excited that I couldn't stop my tears at all, I was not in a hurry to go step by step. Helan Minzhi looked at her carefully, every step seemed to have been measured, not wide or narrow, not long or short, just right, fast and old.
If it is said that the samurai are the emerging aristocracy, or the nouveau riche. The Mrs. Yang, the maids around her, and the three sisters of the martial arts family really have the heritage of the old family that has been inherited for thousands of years.
These are not just in terms of power, gold and silver, or connections. Those are the measures of the nouveau riche. The real veteran family looks at every word and deed in this daily life, every move, there are rules and laws, etiquette and etiquette. These rules and family mottos are deeply engraved in the bone marrow of every family member, which is called a family family.
But it's a pity that Helan Minzhi only knows that Mrs. Yang is from a famous family. But it is not clear which lady of the family it is. Whether it was the Guanlong clan or the Shandong wealthy family, he couldn't remember it clearly.
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