Chapter 390: A word is a certainty

"Chen Wenyu, the miscellaneous room is not the Weiyuan General's Mansion, and you can spread the wilderness, and besides, there is no longer the Weiyuan General's Mansion in Dazhou. If you are here, you must abide by the rules here, and my father-in-law has a way to govern you. If you don't obey the discipline, your father-in-law can still report it to the emperor, and when the time comes, Long Yan will be furious and the power of heaven will come, and your father will not be able to protect you even if he kneels in the palace of diligence for a lifetime! ”

Gonggong Jiang's shrill voice was like a shackle, firmly locking Chen Wenyu.

The tears that had been endured for a long time finally fell.

Once upon a time, this eunuch flattered and flattered her, and took a bite of "Miss Chen", at this moment

"If you don't want to run away from marriage and be a prisoner of this order, you can bear it well for the past five years!"

Father-in-law Jiang shook off the dust and smiled proudly.

He liked to watch these high masters fall into misery and humiliation, as if in some way he could compensate for his former servility, the humility of the saddle and the horse.

Yu Guang swept to a crooked figure not far away, pointed at it and scolded: "Wei Baxian, what are you doing with the pestle?" Have you finished chopping all the firewood? I want to be lazy and owe a lesson! Come on, hit! ”

Tears had already blurred Chen Wenyu's eyes, but not for Wei Baxian, but for herself.

She could only dimly see a bunch of eunuchs surrounding a thinly clothed, bowed figure, beating, kicking, just as they had just done to her.

The once invincible Marquis of Anyuan, the brother of the current queen's mother, is now as depressed as a lost dog, holding his head and running away, but there is nowhere to hide.

The eunuchs were tired and scattered.

Wei Baxian fell to the cold ground and curled up into a shrimp. With a few gasps, he staggered to his feet and wiped the corners of his mouth with his dirty sleeve.

glanced at Chen Wenyu, who was also downcast, and his complicated eyes couldn't tell whether it was sympathy or schadenfreude.

"Marquis Wei"

Wei Baxian, who turned around, was shocked, and in just a moment, he bent over and left.

After being in the handyman room for a long time, bending over has become the norm, and it is impossible to think about it straight.

Chen Wenyu felt a great sadness in her heart, she was afraid that one day she would be as obedient and submissive as Wei Baxian.

She wanted to die better than to suffer these humiliations.

She is a young lady, and unlike the slaves here, she cannot tolerate her habit of groveling.

She lifted the corner of her skirt and stood by the well.

Looking at the bottom of the deep and dark well, she hesitated, frightened, and flinched.

She gasped, I don't know if it was because of the cold, or because it hurt the pain on her face.

She was a little further away from the well.

She didn't dare to die, and she didn't want to die.

If you don't die, you have to compromise.

The water in the basin was cold to the bone, and her slender and white fingers were red and swollen from the cold, painful and itchy.

She closed her eyes to adjust to the coldness of the water, followed the maid's usual movements, gritted her teeth and rubbed her clothes mechanically.

But that's just the first step, and every step that follows is difficult.

After finally washing her clothes, her hands were already stiff.

I just wanted to dry it, but even my clothes and wooden basins were knocked over.

"In the end, I am a habitual lady, and I can't wash my clothes. You see, the oil is still here, start over! This time you can't wash it again, you are not allowed to eat, you are not allowed to sleep! ”

With a "bang", another wooden basin came to her feet, still full of clothes, more than just now.

"You're deceiving people too much!" Chen Wenyu clenched his fists.

"What about bullying you? Everyone here has been bullied, and you're not alone! If you want to complain, blame yourself, who let you offend someone who shouldn't be offended!

Lingfu.

"Green ants are freshly brewed with wine, and the red clay is a small stove. If you want snow in the evening, can you drink a glass of nothing? ”

Ling Yue showed the silent poem to Guan Jingyuan.

"The words are good, the poems are good! Yue'er, if you had been less playful in the past, your father wouldn't hate iron and steel! People say don't say goodbye for three days, when you look at each other, my grandfather hasn't seen you for a few years, and my good granddaughter seems to have changed someone! ”

Ling Yue pursed her lips and smiled.

Ah Yun's bright eyes are full of spoiling, it's really a different person!

Although he couldn't figure out how to change it.

"Taishi, did you say that Yue'er is enlightened?"

"It's enlightened, this smart and clever is better than Ying'er back then!"

The old man praised her and didn't forget to coax her to cook some side dishes.

The three grandparents were tasting fine wine and delicious food, and before they knew it, it was already dusk, and it was snowing.

Snowflakes, falling one by one, on trees, on grass, on the ground

The heavens and the earth are vast, and all the beautiful and dirty things in this world are covered with a thick layer of whiteness.

This is the first snow of the year.

Hongguo Qingyin saw that the snow was getting bigger and bigger, and it was getting thicker and thicker, so she couldn't hold back her excitement, and with Ling Yue's approval, she dragged Yigui, who was concentrating on embroidery, to run into the snow, and threw snowballs at each other.

Yigui didn't want to play such a childish game with the little girls, and she was ashamed of her age.

But Hongguo didn't care about this, and actually threw snowballs at her on the united front.

The snowball hit her, cracking in her hair, clothes, and even on her neck.

When it melts in the heat, it flows down the neck, and it is cold.

Yigui had no choice but to join this war without gunpowder, scolding and fighting back, and playing and not wanting to leave.

Laughter bloomed in the courtyard, and Ling Yue was eager to try.

It's just that she is afraid of the cold, and after being entangled for a while, she still honestly accompanies her grandfather in the house.

Ah Yun looked at the snow and was distracted, and he didn't even hear Guan Jingyuan let him drink.

"What do you think, little bunny?"

was slapped on the back of the head by him, and Ah Yun came back to his senses.

"Taishi."

"If you don't drink well, what do you think? Could it be that you are missing which little girl with a beautiful face and moon looks again? ”

Ah Yun was really speechless to him, an old man of his age was still disrespectful to the old man, and deliberately provoked!

If it were someone else, Ah Yun would definitely ridicule him, but he endured this teacher who taught and solved doubts.

"No, I just think the snow is beautiful."

Guan Jingyuan laughed: "Snow is snow, it's the same at any time, as if it's the first time you see it." ”

Ah Yun also smiled.

"It's not the first time I've seen you, I've seen it for many years. It's just that every time it snowed before, I could only feel the cold. ”

The house is leaking, the quilt is thin, I can't eat enough, I can't wear warm clothes, I drag my waste legs and do dirty work day and night, and I am often beaten and scolded.

Once, after a day's work, hungry and cold, Chen Piaopiao also poured the leftovers into the snow and let him kneel to eat.

It's hard to survive, where is the mood to enjoy the snow?

"I wondered if I died in some snowfall, and the white and pure snowflakes fell on me, would I cover all my sloppy, dirty, and embarrassed me, and come and go clean."

Guan Jingyuan has paid special attention to him since he took over the errand of teaching him to read, naturally including his past.

At this time, listening to this seventeen-year-old child revealing the vicissitudes of life that does not belong to this age, Rao is used to seeing the world, reading all the joys and sorrows, and his heart is also very sour.

Ling Yue added half a glass of wine to Ah Yun.

"It's almost the New Year, what are you talking about? Don't think about the past, don't fear the future. Everything you have lost, will come back in another way. ”

Guan Jingyuan praised her for being open-minded, and Ah Yun also felt that she was disappointed and didn't think about it anymore.

Besides, all he had lost was less than one of her.

The wine was drunk, and with the strength of the wine, he knelt down with a "plop": "Taishi, I like Yue'er, I want to marry her!" ”

Ling Yue blushed and pulled the corners of his clothes, who do you want to arrest and tell whom?

Guan Jingyuan knew his mind for a long time, anyway, his identity was not disclosed, and he knelt in vain!

Pull him up and drink the wine

His head was raised, his eyebrows were raised, and he snorted.

"If you can get Ye'er back, I won't object."

Ling Yue held his forehead with his hand, thinking that his grandfather could ask some eternal problem to make it difficult for him, so he actually gave a score question!

Sure enough, Ah Yun's eyes were full of joy, and he grabbed Guan Jingyuan's hand and didn't let go: "Master, a word is a certainty!" ”

(End of chapter)