Chapter 11 Growing Old with the Son
The high gate house, the dining hall is spacious, and the sweet ode of the girl comes from the garden surrounded by beautiful scenery. Yu Zijin and Yu Haojie are a green cloth such as a lotus Xiuhui Qingling, a purple-clothed Juanxiu lonely and cold, holding books opposite each other and sitting in the flowers around the willows, more like a picture of a colorful lady.
A beautiful woman came with her sleeves and hands, her wrist was about a gold ring, her head was a gorse, and her waist was green. Although he is no longer in his prime, he has an outstanding appearance and temperament, and this dress makes the woman noble, Rao is used to seeing her mother's beauty since she was a child, and the two girls can't help but be amazed for a moment.
"Mother." The two sisters closed their books and stood up to salute.
Ming Qinghui took the tray in the maid's hand and put it on the stone table, "Mother made you a snack, sit down and eat." β
Hearing that their mother had made a snack, the two girls smiled sweetly, thanked them and sat down to eat them slowly.
Seeing the two daughters eating so happily, Ming Qinghui smiled gently, picked up the books on the stone table and flipped through them carefully.
Yu Zijin ate a few pieces of snacks, drank a cup of tea and said: "Mother, just now my sister taught her daughter to memorize a poem, and my sister said that her mother taught her when she began to read and write, and her mother didn't teach her daughter such a good poem, and her daughter was not happy!" β
Ming Qinghui looked at the little daughter's deliberately puffed little face with amusement, "You girl is getting more and more unruly, your father has been running around for many years, and the situation of the family has not given your sister the opportunity to ask Mr. Scholar, so naturally she has to be taught by her mother, and now that you have settled down, I have invited Mr. for you, you are disgusted." β
Yu Zijin is not really jealous, although her father's career was not in full swing when she was sensible, but it was also gradually improving, and the family situation was already good, but the eldest brother and sister had suffered a lot with their parents when they were children.
"How dare my daughter, my daughter just thinks that the husband who teaches is old-fashioned and mean, how can a mother teach well?"
"Just your sweet mouth, show me what your sisters read today, and you are full of praise for such a girl with eyes above the top."
Ming Qinghui picked up the book, Yu Haojie smiled and helped her mother turn to the page where her sister read, although Ming Qinghui has always been smiling, but when she saw the content on it, her beautiful eyes were more or less gloomy.
Ming and Qing Dynasty Hui, the eldest daughter of Chongxi Ming's family, Ming's family style is pure and scholarly, and the Qingliu has been stationed in Chongxi for a long time, with tens of thousands of horses and nearly 1,000 servants. In the Ming and Qing dynasties, Hui and his people were even more knowledgeable and knowledgeable, and they were born with the beauty of the country.
At that time, the power of the government and the opposition of Ningxiang Wang Yuce was just a family of declining and dilapidated children, and the corner of the city was favored by the Ming and Qing dynasties because of its extraordinary appearance and temperament.
There are many things for rich girls to fall in love with their down-and-out children, but there are few who can get the support of the family, and there are many people who are beaten by sticks, but the head of the Ming family has a unique vision and believes that Yuce has the ability to help current affairs, and he will marry his beloved daughter despite public opinion.
The vision of the Ming and Qing dynasties and the head of the Ming family is excellent, and Yu Ce is already talented.
In the second year of the Dayuan Dynasty, the original dynasty was in civil strife, the young lord died, the Empress Dowager Ling was killed by the rebellious army, and the original industry of Wuyang Wang broke through Shangjing and ascended the throne under the support of Yuce, and was called Emperor Renzhao in history, changed the Yuan Changhe, and took Yuce as the prime minister, the general of Tianzhu, the Taishi, and the history of the Chongxi thorn, and the king of Ningxiang.
As Yuce's original wife, the Ming and Qing Dynasty Hui is rich and glorious, and the Ming family, which has been supported by Yuce's rise, is also infinitely beautiful.
Yuce's step-by-step ascension is a good thing, but it is not a perfect good thing, at least Ming and Qing Hui feel so in his heart.
When Yuce was down, he was just her husband alone, and now Yuce is in power, whether it is a famous family, a scholarly family, a woman like a flower and a woman enters the house, and the Ming and Qing Dynasty Hui really tasted the taste of pillow cold.
The young husband and wife support each other, and she is the mother of six children, even though she is still beautiful, but in the end it is not as beautiful as it was back then, and it is not as beautiful as the young women in this house, so her husband Yingyan can only watch her.
In the "Book of Songs", this song "Gangster Wind Drumming" is her favorite, "Death and life are broad, and Zicheng says." Hold the hand of the son, and grow old with the son. "Comparing the past and the present, and then thinking of the feelings of girlhood, how can you not be bitter?
The two daughters have long noticed their mother's expression, and they know that they have said the wrong thing and regret it, in recent years, their father has accepted concubines, and their younger brothers and sisters have also been born one after another, although the mother's position is stable, and the ninth brother was born years ago, but the father seems to have only respect for the mother.
Ming Qinghui didn't think much about it, pretended to have nothing to do and told his two daughters to go back to the room to rest after eating the pastries and leave, but the bitterness in his eyes couldn't be hidden.
"Clever and confused for a while!" Yu Haojie poked Yu Zijin's forehead.
"I didn't mean to!" Yu Zijin said guiltily, his eyes lit up, "Sister, why don't we ask our father to go and see my mother, maybe it's good to see my father and mother!" β
Yu Haojie shook her head, her cold eyes flashed with sarcasm, "Men love stepwives, and women value their ex-husbands." There are new reasons in life, and the high and the low are not exceeded. A person like a father who is so affectionate and righteous is not exempt from this, and my mother must have been chilled for a long time. If you invite your father today, will you let your mother watch him go elsewhere tomorrow? Let my mother's heart cool again? β
Yu Haojie picked up a book and left, the second sister is smart but sometimes naΓ―ve, there was a happy and sweet time between parents, but it was only once, the father was full of ambition, how could he only pretend to be a woman in his heart? If the father is the first to enter the house, there will be a third and a fourth. As the father's wife, don't talk about love, it is enough for the mother to have the respect of the father in this house, at least she can keep her mother's status, the position of the eldest brother's son, and the future of her younger brothers.
Yu Zijin could only pout her mouth after being splashed with cold water, although she was young, she also understood what the eldest sister said. Depressed dragging his chin, his ungrown little face is a little baby fat, his big apricot eyes are full of aura, his double eyelids are as delicate as a knife, and his facial expression is very cute.
The wind blew across the page, and the page of poetry caught her eye.
In the study, after a noon discussion, Yu Ce pinched his eyebrows and dismissed a few staff, and said to the small figure outside the window: "Aren't you tired after standing for so long?" Still not coming in yet? β
Hearing his father's voice, Yu Zijin, who was losing his mind, hurriedly walked into the study and called out sweetly: "Daddy! β
"Why did you get to the study?" His face was no longer serious, and Yu Ce smiled and lovingly hugged Yu Zijin in his arms.
Yu Zijin was a little depressed and said: "My daughter misses her father, my father is so busy, I haven't come to see my daughter for a long time, so my daughter came to see my father." β
Yu Ce rubbed Yu Zijin's head dotingly, "It's Daddy's fault, I've been busy lately and ignored Jin'er, I will definitely change it in the future." How about the gentleman that Daddy invited for Jin'er? Are you still satisfied? β
"Satisfied, satisfied, but what he said was too boring and boring, and the daughter didn't like to read the books he gave, and the daughter still liked to read her sister's books, which was interesting and interesting!"
"Interesting?" Yu Ce raised his eyebrows, Jie'er was very talented, he knew it, but thinking of that cold and unchanging face, he really didn't think the books she would read were interesting and interesting.
Yu Zijin nodded heavily, "Well, that poetry collection was used by my sister when she was a child, and today my daughter unintentionally turned to it, and I liked one of the poems very much, is it okay for my daughter to recite it to her father?" β
"Okay, carry it to Daddy!"
Yu Zijin raised his innocent little face and turned his back, and a clear voice sounded in the study, and the surroundings were clean and silent, with the occasional birdsong.
"Life and death are broad, and Zicheng said. Holding the hand of the son, and growing old with the son......" Yu Ce gradually stunned, muttered softly, remembering a certain period of time, his eyes flashed with soft spring waves.
The moon is clear at night, and the wind is beautiful. The red candle shines on the beautiful people, the onion fingers pick the fan, and the scorching waits for Lang to look forward to.
He clearly remembered that on the wedding night, the girl in red clothes with a fiery appearance had a horizontal eyebrow and said to him.
He still remembers that when he was wandering and turbulent, Jie'er's poetry books have always been taught by Qing Hui, and that poetry collection was undoubtedly written by Qing Hui.
For example, Xu Jingnian, he has been outside, it is Qinghui who has been guarding their home, teaching their children, he can imagine how Qinghui, whose husband was away, lived a poor life, teaching his daughter to recite this poem word by word, how to stick to their feelings.
Qing Hui could have had a good life, but he chose him without hesitation, and now although he is rich and rich, he knows that aside from Qing Hui's dedication to him, he is also indebted to Qing Hui for accepting so many women.
"Daddy, daddy......" Yu Zijin shook the stunned Yuce suspiciously, secretly rejoicing in his heart, "My daughter is so serious about it, my father is actually thinking about other things, and he is obviously bullying his daughter!" β
Yuce coaxed: "Okay, it's Daddy's fault, then Daddy wants to make amends, is it okay to accompany Jin'er to dine tonight?" β
"Really?" Yu Zijin's eyes lit up, even if the beads are surrounded by green now, but in the end, his father values love and righteousness, how can he abandon the sword of Weishi?
"Of course it's true, you go and ask your mother to cook a few dishes, can your father take Jin'er to accompany your mother to eat tonight?"
The trick succeeded, and Yu Zijin nodded again and again, "Then the daughter will go and tell her mother now, Daddy remember to come early tonight!" β
Yu Ce responded with a smile, looking at her daughter who ran happily, and felt even more guilty.
The pavilion is wide, the house is beautiful, and the small courtyard with a clear moon and wind wafts out of the fragrance of wine and coriander.
A table of dishes is not a rare mountain and sea delicacies, but it is exquisite, fragrant and delicious, which shows the intention of the cook.
In front of the round table, only Yuce, Ming and Qing Hui, and Yu Zijin sat three people, and no other children were called.
Yu Ce's eyes moved slightly and looked at his wife beside him, after so many years, Qinghui is still beautiful, with a faint expression of grace and dignity, which is not much different from the girl she saw in the corner of Chongxi City in her memory, so fast, they have been married for more than ten years.
Yu Zijin sat on the other side of Yu Ce, and poured a full glass of wine for Yu Ce, "Daddy has a good mouth today, this Qianshan Xiu is a fine wine that has been cellared in the county for fifty years, the eldest brother got a few jars a few days ago, and the daughter took a lot of effort to get it from him!" β
Yu Ce drank it with a smile, flowing into his throat, fragrant and refreshing, "This wine is really good, it's rare that you have the heart, and even your eldest brother's wine can be pitted!" β
"What's the matter, my daughter, this is not called a pit, it is called borrowing flowers to offer Buddha!" Yu Zijin shook his head and said.
"You're the one who has the right teeth." For her daughter to invite her husband, Ming Qinghui is naturally happy in her heart, there is no resentment in her heart over the years, but her feelings for him are true.
Yu Ce patted Yu Zijin's head, looked at Ming Qinghui gently, and said: "This king's favorite thing is Jin'er's sharp teeth, which is very similar to when you and I were young." β
When it came to his youth, the Ming and Qing Dynasty Hui had mellow eyes, and he seemed to see that extraordinary young man again, and he passed really fast for more than ten years.
"yes, it's very similar." Ming Qinghui looked at Yuzi Jinxue's bright and clear apricot eyes, which was very similar to him.