It’s a Deed

"Chen Wenyu, the miscellaneous room is not the residence of General Weiyuan, so you can run wild. Besides, there is no longer the residence of General Weiyuan in the Great Zhou Dynasty. You must abide by the rules here. I have a way to punish you. If you don't obey the discipline, you will be punished.

, my father-in-law can also report it to the emperor. When Long Yan is furious and the power of heaven descends, your father will not be able to protect you even if he kneels in Qinzheng Hall for the rest of his life!"

Eunuch Jiang's high-pitched voice was like a shackle, locking Chen Wenyu tightly.

The tears I had been holding back for a long time finally fell.

Once upon a time, this eunuch flattered her and flattered her, calling her "Ms. Chen". Now

"Ignore the good princess who has to run away from the marriage and become a prisoner. You should suffer for these five years!"

Eunuch Jiang flicked his fly whisk and smiled proudly.

He likes to see these superior masters in trouble and humiliation, as if to some extent it can compensate for his former servility and humbleness.

Out of the corner of his eye, he spotted a curved figure not far away, pointed at it and scolded: "Wei Baxian, what are you doing with a pestle? Have you finished chopping the firewood? You want to be lazy, you need a lesson! Come on, beat me!"

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

She could only vaguely see a bunch of eunuchs surrounding a man in thin clothes and a hunched body, beating and kicking her in the same manner as before.

The once arrogant Anyuan Marquis, the brother of the current queen's mother, was now as desolate as a lost dog, scurrying around with its head covered but nowhere to hide.

When the eunuchs were tired of beating them, they became like birds and beasts.

Wei Baxian fell to the cold ground and curled up into a shrimp. Taking a few deep breaths, he staggered up and wiped the corners of his mouth with his dirty sleeves.

He glanced at Chen Wenyu, who was also in a state of desolation. It was unclear whether his complicated expression was sympathy or gloating.

"Master Wei"

Wei Baxian, who turned around, was shaken, and for just a moment, he bent down and walked away.

After being in the service room for a long time, bending down has become the norm, and it is impossible to straighten up anymore.

Chen Wenyu felt a great sadness in her heart. She was afraid that one day she would be like Wei Baxian and accept everything.

She wanted to die rather than suffer these humiliations.

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

She lifted up her skirt and stood by the well.

Looking at the deep and dark bottom of the well, she hesitated again, became afraid, and flinched.

She gasped, not knowing whether it was the cold weather or the pain on her face.

She was farther away from the wellhead.

She didn't dare to die, nor did she want to die.

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

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

She closed her eyes to adapt to the coldness of the water, and imitated the maid's usual movements, clenching her teeth and rubbing her clothes mechanically.

But this is only the first step, and every subsequent step will be extremely difficult.

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

Just when I was trying to dry it, even the clothes and the tub were knocked over.

"After all, I am a young lady who doesn't know how to wash my clothes. Look, the oil stain is still here, start over! If you don't wash well this time, you won't be allowed to eat or sleep!"

With a "bang", another wooden basin arrived at her feet. It was still full of clothes, and it was much more than the one just now.

"You're going too far!" Chen Wenyu clenched his fists.

"So what if I bully you? Everyone here has been bullied, not just you! If you want to blame, blame yourself. Who made you offend someone you shouldn't have offended!

Ling Mansion.

"Green ants' newly fermented wine, small red clay stove. It's getting snowy in the evening, can you have a drink?"

Ling Yue showed Mo's poem to Guan Jingyuan to read.

"Good calligraphy and good poetry! Yue'er, if you had been less playful in the past, your father wouldn't hate iron for not becoming steel! People say that after three days of separation, you should look at each other with admiration. Grandpa hasn't seen you for several years. My good granddaughter

It’s like a different person!”

Ling Yue pursed her lips and smiled.

Ayun's bright eyes are full of doting, she really looks like a different person!

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

"Grand Master, do you think Yue'er has become enlightened?"

"It's really enlightening. This person is even smarter and smarter than Ying'er was back then!"

While praising her, the old man did not forget to coax her into cooking some side dishes.

The grandfather and grandson were sipping fine wine and tasting delicacies. Unknowingly, it was already dusk and it was snowing.

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

The sky and the earth are vast, covering everything beautiful and dirty in this world with a thick layer of whiteness.

This is the first snow of the year.

Seeing the snow getting heavier and heavier, Hong Guo Qingyin couldn't hold back her excitement. With Ling Yue's approval, she dragged Yi Gui, who was concentrating on doing embroidery, and ran into the snow, making snowballs and throwing them at each other.

Yi Gui didn't want to play such a childish game with the little girls, as it was embarrassing for her age.

But Hongguo and the others didn't care about this and actually threw snowballs at her as a united front.

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

It melts when exposed to heat and flows down the neck, making it cool.

Yi Gui had no other choice but to join this war without gunpowder, scolding and fighting back, having fun and not even wanting to leave.

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

It's just that she was afraid of the cold, so after struggling for a while she decided to stay in the house with her grandpa.

Ayun was so engrossed in looking at Xue that he didn't even hear Guan Jingyuan ask him to drink.

"What are you thinking about, little bastard?"

After being slapped on the back of the head by him, Ayun came back to his senses.

"Master."

"If you don't drink well, what are you thinking about? Are you missing some pretty little girl again?"

Ayun was really speechless towards him, and even an old man at his age deliberately provoked him because he was disrespectful!

If it were anyone else, Ayun would definitely retort, but for this teacher who teaches and resolves doubts, he endures it.

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

Guan Jingyuan laughed: "Snow is snow, it's the same no matter what time it is. It's like it's the first time you see it."

Ayun also smiled.

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

The house was leaky, the quilt was thin, he didn't have enough to eat, he didn't wear warm clothes, he had to drag his useless legs to do dirty work day and night, and he was often beaten and scolded.

Once, after working for a day and feeling hungry and cold, Chen Piaopiao poured the leftover soup into the snow and asked him to kneel down to eat.

Survival is difficult, how can I be in the mood to enjoy the snow all over the sky?

“I thought at that time, if I died in a heavy snowfall, and the pure white snowflakes fell on me, would they cover up all my sloppiness, dirtiness, and embarrassment, leaving me clean when I came in and clean when I left.

"

Guan Jingyuan has paid special attention to him since he took on the job of teaching him how to read, including his past.

At this time, hearing this seventeen-year-old child reveal the vicissitudes of life that are not suitable for his age, even though he is used to seeing things in the world and seeing all the joys and sorrows, he felt very sad in his heart.

Ling Yue added half a glass of wine to Ayun.

"It's almost the Chinese New Year, why are you coming and going? Don't dwell on the past, and don't be afraid of the future. Everything you lose will come back in another way."

Guan Jingyuan praised her for her open-mindedness, but Ayun also felt that she was disappointed and stopped thinking about it.

Besides, everything he lost was not as good as her.

The wine made him feel bold, and with the strength of the wine, he knelt down with a plop: "Grand Master, I like Yue'er, and I want to marry her!"

Ling Yue blushed and tugged at the corner of his clothes. Do you want to catch someone and tell someone?

Guan Jingyuan already knew what he was thinking. Anyway, his identity was not disclosed, so his kneeling would be in vain!

Pulling him up, Youyou drank the wine

He raised his head, raised his eyebrows, and snorted.

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

Ling Yue put her hand on her forehead, thinking that her grandpa could ask some eternal questions to make things difficult for him, but he actually gave him a question that would give him points!

Sure enough, Ayun's eyes were full of joy, and he grabbed Guan Jingyuan's hand and refused to let go: "Grand Master, it's a deal!"
Chapter completed!