Chapter 221: Who said that women are inferior to men
Although Yue was reluctant to help Chengshuang from the bottom of her heart, she felt that this matter was not simple after thinking about it.
If he helped Chengshuang, he actually indirectly helped Chen Qiwen.
In the imperial study before, Chen Qiwen knew Yue's identity, but he helped her hide it, no matter what, she still had to repay this love debt.
The most important thing is that Chen Qiwen now knows his identity. If she helped Chengshuang, then maybe it would be a little more bargaining to let Chen Qiwen help her keep this secret.
It's just that how to help her, Yue also has no idea for a while.
Looking at Cheng Shuang, who was frowning, Yue comforted: "It seems that you are really in trouble, so I want to hear what your plans are? Do you want to stay with me for the rest of your life? Let me state first, first, I have no plans to marry a wife and have children for the time being, and second, I don't have the habit of pity and cherish jade, if you want to stay by my side, it depends on whether you have any other skills." ”
Cheng Shuang was also stunned when she heard that Yue was so straightforward, and after pondering for a long time, she said slowly: "Gong, in fact, I came to join Gong Chen this time, but... Forget it, I don't want to meet him now, I just want to find a place to stay for the time being, and I haven't thought about the future. ”
Yue looked at her helpless appearance and sighed.
"Cheng girl, there are no such good things in this world, it is a fluke that you came to me to help, and it is a pity that I am not a bad person, otherwise have you ever thought about what the consequences will be. In addition, if you want me to help you, I have lived with you plainly, why should I help you for no reason. So if you want someone else to help you, it's better to help yourself first. ”
"I know that Gong Wen is a good person, otherwise he wouldn't have lent me money last time. And what do you mean by helping yourself?"
"What will you do?"
Chengshuang thought for a while, and then said: "I can read, I can draw, and... I can also sing. ”
"Singing?" When Yue heard this, she suddenly realized that she hadn't heard a song for a long time.
A month ago, when she was tired of reading books, she would also like to listen to songs. There is only one place in Great Britain where you can listen to people's songs, and that is the land of fireworks, and I wouldn't want to go to this kind of place when the moon is fine.
Looking back now, it's no wonder that she felt that her life for more than a year was a bit boring, because of the lack of music.
"And what do you sing?" asked Yue curiously.
"I don't have many songs I can sing, I learn them secretly. Cheng Shuang lowered her head and said a little shyly: "Serious women are generally not allowed to sing. ”
Only then did the moon know why only the land of fireworks could sing. She herself was used to talking in a low voice in order to pretend to be a man, but she found that when she hummed a song, the voice naturally became a female voice, so she had to try not to sing.
Today, when she heard that Chengshuang could sing, she suddenly had the interest to listen to the song.
"Anyway, there are no outsiders here, so why don't you sing a song to me. ”
"Huh?" Cheng Shuang looked at Yue in disbelief, her face suddenly flushed, and she murmured in a low voice: "Gong, you know that a serious girl can only sing to her lover." ”
Yue smiled: "Don't get me wrong, there are not so many taboos with me. She pointed at Yun Yan and said, "Do you know who she is?"
Cheng Shuang had actually noticed the woman of the same age as herself beside Yue for a long time.
In terms of appearance, this woman named Yun Yan is much worse than herself, and she is not as good as herself in terms of conversation, looking at her behavior, she is also born in an ordinary family, and she is not as good as Jia Biru, but this woman has a special temperament.
Yun Yan's temperament is different from all the women Cheng Shuang has ever seen, it is a temperament mixed with self-confidence, self-esteem and self-love, so she seems calm and generous, and her progress is moderate.
Cheng Shuang saw that she had a close relationship with Wen Yue, and when she first saw her, she thought it was Wen Yue's concubine, but after listening to Wen Yue's words just now, she was a little dazed, so she shook her head.
Yue smiled and said, "This Yun Yan girl is not my maidservant, she is the account office in my house." ”
"Ah!" Cheng Shuang exclaimed, and quickly covered her mouth again, "The account room, but she is a woman!"
"Who can't do a bookkeeper?" "Yue was ready to brainwash Chengshuang, "What men can do, if women can do it, why not?"
"But... Chengshuang hesitated
"But what? Who is inferior to a man?"
“。。。。 Chengshuang looked at her thoughtfully.
"Besides, singing is such a thing, you don't have to sing to be listened to by others, aren't you quite happy when you sing yourself?"
Chengshuang was a little moved, she took a sip of tea, and said slowly: "Uh... Indeed, some of the songs will be very intimate and appropriate to the occasion. ”
"Well, then you can sing a song, just when we don't exist, you sing it to yourself. ”
I don't know if it's because Chengshuang has been too unsatisfactory in this short period of time, or if she was brainwashed by Yue's words just now, or if she wanted Yue to take her in, and let go of all her face, in short, she really agreed.
"Okay, if Gong Wen wants to hear it, then Shuang'er will sing a song. ”
In order to avoid embarrassment, Cheng Shuang stood up, walked to the door, turned his back to the moon, held the door frame with both hands, looked at a patio opposite the door of the front hall, and sang slowly.
"The deep courtyard is a plum man~~, but the sound of the jade flute is urging the soul ~~. ”
"I still remember the Qixi month ~~, and promised to grind three lives into dust~~. ”
"The fallen flowers are separated from the nest ~~, and the late spring flowers and wine have cooled ~~. ”
"The sunset is especially sad to see the birds return~~, and the red face is old under the blue pond ~~. ”
"When the window looks for white hair in the mirror ~~, the dry well has no water and hates his life~~. ”
"The yellow bird cries the dream of agarwood~~, a wisp of smoke on the edge of the first life~~. ”
The song sung by Chengshuang is long and low, calm with a touch of sadness, like seeing through the red dust and being nostalgic, and like the joy of a chaotic life and rebirth, with this word, there is some Buddhist charm.
Chengshuang's voice is also excellent, like a clear spring in the mountains, clear and bright.
Tsuki felt that it sounded like a clear spring flowing slowly down from the top of the mountain, and the sound of the spring water flowing was sometimes high and sometimes low, which was intoxicating to listen to.
When the last word slowly came out of Cheng Shuang's mouth, Yue couldn't help clapping her hands and shouting three times in a row: "Good! good!"
Chengshuang seemed to be immersed in the song, and he didn't come back to his senses for a long time.
After a while, she turned around, lowered her head and said to Yue shyly: "Let Gongjian smile, I'm only in my sister and... He had sung in front of him, but he had not sung it to anyone else. ”
"He?" Yue Huixin smiled, "Is it Chen Qiwen?"
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