Chapter 125: My Graceful Grace
In the face of Xiao Qi's ridicule, Shen Qingjiao chose the corners of his mouth to rise up a long pear blossom: "I guess the saint hasn't seen it, right?" This "Tongxin Ji" tells the story of a dusty woman who is entangled with a powerful prince and prince for a lifetime, and the son clearly promised her to marry her as a wife, and made a private lifelong decision, and the two have a blind date. β
But when the father-in-law, who was an official, asked him to go home, he first told the woman that he would definitely marry her with eight sedan chairs and ten miles of red makeup, but in the end? married her another, and was never heard from. β
"He knew that the road was far away and the woman would not find him, but even the words of deception could make the woman happy, and chose to wait for him to die of depression."
"Doesn't it seem ridiculous to use the word 'concentric' to name such a story? The first miscellaneous book that the concubine read was "The Story of the Marriage", I thought it was a story of men and women admiring each other, but I didn't want to be a hypocrite trampling on her true deception. Shen Qingjiao seemed to be smiling, and the green jade pointed to the word 'concentric' on the book, and suddenly felt ridiculous.
She asked rhetorically: "Or does the saint think that in the high red wall, the emotion that can be expressed with the word 'concentric'?" Anyway, the concubine was not so lucky to see it. β
After Shen Qingjiao finished speaking, he thought that he had seen more clearly and clearly than others in this book, as if there was a mockery of men and women in the world.
Xiao Qi stared at her indifferent face, shook the spoon in his hand, and suddenly smiled: "I really don't know what I want to add to the crime, why is the sentence of no excuse used so appropriately by my graceful appearance, it really makes me have to admire, and I have to look at you with admiration." β πΌ.ππ€πΏπ£π.πΎπΎπ’
Xiao Qi nodded frequently, pointing out Shen Qingjiao's prejudice against the people in the book: "You say that he is a hypocrite, a deception, and a real tragedy, but since it is a tragedy created by hypocrites with his heart, then why are people still willing to read this book for thousands of years?" β
"It's you, it's you who blindly think that there will be no sincerity between men and women in the world, so you will ignore the lingering affection between the two of them, and you will not swerve until death!"
Xiao Qi's words were like a hand that lifted the clouds, Shen Qingjiao's body was visibly stiff and made her a little embarrassed, she thought that Xiao Qi must not have read such a miscellaneous book, so she didn't tell the story she knew later, but she never thought that Xiao Qi could point out her hiding.
"You say he is a hypocrite, but after the man goes back, even if he is tied up by a big man, he would rather bite his tongue than let another innocent woman be implicated, and after the two of them were subject to their parents, he never had children with that woman, he was full of filial piety, and he did not break his oath that he had spent with people."
"You said it was a scam, but after the death of his parents, he gave all his money to his wife, and after he was free, he returned to his homeland, built a grave for her, and guarded her for the rest of his life until his head turned white."
"The Story of Marriage and One Heart" is a story about the sad love of men and women, how could Shen Qingjiao not know the follow-up story, but she stubbornly thought that if the man really loved the woman, how could he do everything possible to make the two of them not see each other on the Huangquan Road.
Shen Qingjiao got into a dead end, but Xiao Qi couldn't blame her, she entered the palace since she was a child, and what kind of love and love was a talisman for her, in the high walls and green tiles.
But Xiao Qi still didn't give up, he leaned forward, pinched Shen Qingjiao's thin chin, and forced her to face him, Shen Qingjiao was shocked and didn't forget to lower his eyes, covering the emptiness of his eyes.
She only heard Xiao Qi say: "Shen Qingjiao, you look at people and things, it's too dead!" If you let such a story deny the love that all men and women in the world yearn for, you also blind your own eyes, and likewise, you can't see the hearts of others for you. β
"And your own heart."
After a while, Xiao Qi let go of her hand in Shen Qingjiao's stunned gaze, a pink mark on her chin was particularly obvious, Xiao Qi couldn't help but snort coldly, and also made Shen Qingjiao retract her indiscriminate thoughts.
Her fingers kept tightening and relaxing, trying to suck away the sweat from her palm with the brocade handkerchief held in her palm, and there was more and more short-term confusion and struggle, making her heart seem to be roasted by frying fire.
She didn't dare to look directly at Xiao Qi, and looked at him in four eyes.
Because just sitting opposite Xiao Qi with her head down, she could feel the anger in Xiao Qi's words and the cannibalistic gaze.
"Why, Fang Cai is still sharp-toothed, and he won't speak when he is pierced by me?" Xiao Qi knew that pushing people too much would backfire, so he sneered and distanced themselves so that Shen Qingjiao didn't have to pull the rag in her hand so hard!
Shen Qingjiao's confusion that only stayed for a moment quickly disappeared, her moon eyes no longer avoided but met Xiao Qi's teasing gaze, and said calmly and self-containedly: "It's not that the concubine has nothing to say, but after pondering the words of the saint, I feel that the concubine is indeed wrong, since Yin Niang and Zhan Lang's."