Chapter Seventy-Two: Who's Dependent

There was a soft creak, and the carved door covered with green yarn was pushed open from the inside out.

Then, I saw a man dressed in blue-gray ayara, striding out with his sleeves brushed up, and a 'goldfish bag' on his waist walked away with him, gently shaking the sound of silver bells.

There was a look of indignation on his face, and even with a roll of rice paper in his hand, he seemed to be crumpled because of his anger.

Behind him, a pair of hands trembled out from inside the door, and a snow-blue figure clinged to the wooden door with its sleeves.

"Husband! This is the lifelong failure of the concubine's body, not the eternal prosperity mentioned in the book, if the husband insists on this, the concubine is willing to die to make the husband repent! The gentle voice revealed stubborn helplessness.

From my point of view, it was a woman with high hair in a high bun, and her face was covered with plain white cotton yarn, not the kind that only covers half of her face in TV dramas, but her whole face was covered in white veil.

You can vaguely see her tearful eyes under the white veil, which are full of regret and sorrow at this time.

'This ...... What's wrong? ’

I stood quietly from the perspective of a bystander, watching the husband whom the woman had called for go farther and farther, and she seemed to have lost all her strength, leaning weakly on the edge of the door, letting the sunlight outside the door hit her snow-blue cover, reflecting the densely embroidered silver light.

'Why is it embroidered on this garment that looks like a map?' The silver threads flashed to reveal the path of the traffic, and it looked like a neat and orderly mechanism drawing, covering the whole piece of this snow-green burqa.

What kind of taste is this lady, who doesn't like flowers and butterflies, but likes such dead things with stiff lines?

Her husband's figure has disappeared at the end of my sight, and she has not looked back after all.

I saw that the tears in the eyes under the veil were like pearls with broken threads, rolling down in an instant.

There was a soft pop, and the woman fell to her knees, her fingers clasped together, and she bowed weakly facing north:

"The ancestors of the Li family are above, the child is not filial, and he has not been able to descend into this world as a man, let alone the art of feng shui to the extreme. Although the child is a female official of the court, she still needs to abide by women's morality and dare not exceed it. The child is incompetent, powerless to stop the husband from going astray, the child is useless, and he cannot make a tower of prosperity for the world. May the martyrs forgive the children for their sins of unfilial piety, incompetence and uselessness. ”

The words in her words were sad and regretful, revealing a kind of sadness and helplessness. No matter who looks at it, it will be unbearable, but unfortunately, she was left in place by one person after all, and her husband did not turn back.

I silently spit out the breath that had been suppressed in my chest, such a talented woman, but met such a husband, is this really the happiness she wanted when she married him at that time?

Unfilial piety, useless and incompetent!

This shouldn't be what women of that era should bear, is it?

Wait, the words she just prayed for were a bit informative!

I calmly let go of the pity I felt for her and began to face her words:

'When the court lady, if these illusions are related, she should be the lady of Duling County, who I saw earlier, right? If it's the same person; That means that she was not promoted because of the champion. ’

The holy decree of the edict will not be written casually, and the use of the three idioms of graceful talent, only Ming Shufu and Zhangcai Xiande is hinting at the ability of this champion lady.

Cai Ming is full of talents, which means that he has always been very smart. The general edict will not talk about women's talents, because women are virtuous if they are not talented, and they are both talented and virtuous, which is a contradiction at that time.

But there is a possibility that these two qualities can be possessed. That is, this woman is not dependent on her husband, but a woman who can be independent like Wu Cao.

Only in this way can she obtain the title of the third rank of the wife, instead of obtaining the title of the sixth rank as the wife of the champion.

Positive three products!

By the way, the goldfish bag hanging from her husband's waist was only worn by officials above the third rank in the Tang Dynasty.

If it is jointly canonized, wouldn't it be that the official position of the new champion is all based on his wife's appointment as the lady of Duling County.

A man's ambition was frustrated behind his back, and he also caused a lot of gossip, no wonder he would continue to be for that Zhang Tongchang Tatu.

And in the quarrel just now, Zhuang Yuanlang never opened his mouth, this kind of practice of not communicating but relying on action, I don't know how much grievances this three-grade female official wife has suffered.

She was afraid that no matter how much suffering she had, she would have nowhere to complain.

At present, the first champion of the Luo family has taken away the design drawings of the Bagua Tower, that is, the Tongchang Tower, which means that from that time on, the Bagua Tower began to be built.

According to the meaning of Mrs. Zhuangyuan, this drawing is her failed work, and the real original is the Tongchang Tower, and as she said, the role of the real Tongchang Tower is to protect the family forever after it is established.

This is also- too mysterious, right?

Just by building a tower, can you keep the family alive and prosperous?

How much of an exaggeration of the power of Feng Shui is?

However, she also said that the Tongchang Pagoda is the ultimate building of Feng Shui, and the extremes of things must be reversed, and it is likely that it is not an auspicious building in the end.

So what did she mean by being so obsessed with chasing this tower?

Just because of the family's legacy?

Or is it because this is the original meaning of her as a third-grade female official?

So what kind of female officer is she?

From the lines on her clothes, it is Qianmo traffic, if this is an official uniform, she should probably be an architectural designer or architectural engineer at that time.

Her mother's family is Li's family, and she is good at building feng shui, is she the ancestor of Li Tong?

If so, it is likely that Qiao Xiaoman will be attracted to the fact that it is much easier to understand.

Li Tong and Mrs. Zhuangyuan are in the same vein, and Li Tong's wife Qiao Xiaoman is also a member of the Li family, so there is a possibility that she will be attracted to the Luo family.

If it is understood in this way, then everything about them is definitely not an unexpected episode, not a small episode deliberately done by the Luo family, but an episode that will inevitably happen no matter what!

But there is no doubt that they are a vignette!

Li Tong's academic pursuit is to use the human pillar as the key to explore the ultimate of feng shui, so is this lady also good at such techniques? ’

Suddenly, the piece of paper that Lu Xuefeng showed me at that time came to my mind - Li Tong's diary!

Coupled with the Li Feng Shui post that Luo Jifeng gave me, the information in the diary and such an ancient codex should have been given to him by Li Tong's previous generation. Could it be the Lady of the Champion who created those theories and codexes?

If it was a codex written by her, then she must have known about the reverse trigram array?

Suddenly having an epiphany, I hurriedly looked up at the door of the mansion, but Mrs. Zhuangyuan was gone!

'Huh? Still here just now! I hurriedly walked a few steps to the door of the mansion, but there was no longer the shadow of the lady in the whole house, leaving only a rope noose made of plain white shawl on the beams of the house.

Died too quickly, right? Wait for me to watch it for a while!

I didn't have a chance to complain, but somehow a gust of wind hit behind me.

In a trance, I could feel someone behind me staring at me coldly.

Who is it, could it be Mrs. Champion?