"Miss Ye, the old lady is waiting for you." Dong Zi, the maid next to Wen Wenxin, and eight maids greeted Ye Fuxun at the door. When she saw Ye Fuxun got off the carriage, she stepped forward to salute.
"Sister Laodongzi is here."
Dongzi is Wenxin's personal maid, who is in charge of the maids, wives, and servants of the Tang Mansion. When the servants of the Tang Mansion see her, they have to call her Dongzi Girl, so Ye Fuxun also calls her Dongzi Sister.
Ye Fuxun let go of Qingruo's hand, and Dongzi led the way, passing through the nine-curved corridor, rockery and clear water, and the May Garden was lush green and full of vitality. Although this was not Ye Fuxun's first time entering the Tang Mansion,
The mood at this time was unprecedentedly tense and expectant. In the previous life, Mrs. Tang also returned to Beijing from Miaoying Temple to support her because of her affairs. At that time, due to the instigation of Aunt Xie and Ye Yunshang, she
She believed that Madam Tang had interfered in Ye Mansion's affairs, sowing discord between her and Ye Mansion, which broke her old man's heart, so that in the end, she died of depression.
This section of the road was particularly long. At the end of the garden, Mrs. Tang lived. Dongzi stood outside the door and reported back, "Old Madam, Miss Ye is here."
The two maids in the house opened the golden curtain, and Ye Fuxun walked in slowly. The Tang family had only a few members of Tang Yuan's generation, and only Tang Yuan's lineage remained, so there were people sitting in the lobby of the house.
An old man with a cheerful spirit, holding Buddhist beads in his hand, wearing a black peony-patterned jumpsuit, with Tang Yuan and Wenxin sitting on his left hand, and Tang Yunheng sitting on his right.
Ye Fuxun knelt on his knees and kowtowed.
"Good boy, wake up quickly."
Dong Zi stepped forward and helped Ye Fuxun up. Mrs. Tang waved kindly, "My Xun'er, come here and ask grandma to take a look."
Ye Fuxun walked up to Mrs. Tang obediently, squatted beside Mrs. Tang's legs, and looked at Mrs. Tang with a beautiful smile, "Grandma, Xun'er really misses you."
Seeing Mrs. Tang again felt like a lifetime ago. The old man in front of me had a loving and vicissitudes of life look on her face. When she was young, her black hair had fallen to the ground like the first snow in the harsh winter, like the first frost in autumn. The silver hair was half-covered and half-hidden, and her face was looming.
Every wrinkle is like a past with twists and turns.
"Silly girl." Mrs. Tang gently stroked her hair and asked, "I heard you were injured? Are you feeling better?" When she looked up, she didn't see Ye Xiu'an, so she asked eagerly, "Where's An'er? Listen.
He said he escaped from death this time, but why didn't he see anyone else? Could it be that he was poisoned again? "
"Grandma, don't worry. An'er is fine." Ye Fuxun softly comforted Mrs. Tang, "It's just that Mr. Ji, An'er still needs to rest for a while, so his father sent him to the Purple Mountain. And you see
Isn’t Xun’er good?”
As soon as she heard that Ye Xiu'an was fine, Mrs. Tang nodded with peace of mind. Seeing that her granddaughter was a little thin, she couldn't help but said, "I heard that Ye Hanliang was so indiscriminate that he whipped you?!"
Ye Fuxun narrowed his eyes and said, "He is not my father!"
As soon as Ye Fuxun said this, Mrs. Tang raised her eyes and looked at her granddaughter, who looked more and more like her late daughter. She seemed to be looking at another person through Ye Fuxun, "You look more and more like your mother."
Mentioning Tang Wan, Ye Fuxun's eyes dimmed and his bright eyes turned red.
"Mom, don't mention the sadness on this happy day." Wen Xin smiled and said, "Look, this kid is probably going to have to be coaxed again."
"Yes, grandma." Tang Yunheng also squatted on the other side of Mrs. Tang and said with a smile, "If my cousin's eyes are red, it will be very painful for my grandson. My grandson will have to try his best to comfort her."
Tang Yunheng's slightly naughty words made Mrs. Tang and Ye Fuxun laugh.
"You!" Mrs. Tang nodded at Tang Yunheng's plump forehead, "The more childish you are." In Tang Yuan's lineage, there was only one male named Tang Yunheng, so Mrs. Tang loved him especially.
The people in the room chatted for a while, and Wenxin ordered his servants to prepare some dishes that Mrs. Tang and Ye Fuxun liked to eat. The whole family gathered together happily, which was very warm.
After the meal, Mrs. Tang retired everyone, leaving Ye Fuxun alone.
"Do you know why grandma came back?" Mrs. Tang looked at Ye Fuxun with her eyes full of vicissitudes of life. Her granddaughter has really grown up.
"It's Xun'er who is unfilial and makes grandma run around and worry."
Mrs. Tang twirled the prayer beads in her hand and said in an old but energetic voice, "I heard your aunt say something about what happened after you returned to Beijing, which made grandma look at you with admiration. Maybe you are no longer the little girl who needs grandma's protection. Can you
Xun'er saw through the traitor's plan and fought back fiercely. This kind of Xun'er makes grandma very happy."
Mrs. Tang took a deep breath and said, "When your mother passed away, your uncle was far away in the frontier. I originally intended to bring you back, but it was a step late and you were sent away. Later, your uncle was delayed because of the war.
I've made you suffer in the past few years, grandma, I'm sorry for you."
"Grandma, Xun'er is not suffering." Ye Fuxun looked at Mrs. Tang with tears in her eyes. This old man was someone who cared deeply for her. In this world, Mrs. Tang not only gave her mother life, but also gave
She is the one to rely on.
"Xun'er, do you know your current situation?"
"Xun'er knows that his father is cold and ruthless, his aunt is vicious, and his concubine is hypocritical. Although my grandson has the upper hand now, the Ye Mansion is hazy and the situation is unclear. Now we are just waiting for the opportunity to break the situation in one fell swoop!"
"Okay!" Mrs. Tang's eyes lit up after hearing Ye Fulun's words, "She is indeed my granddaughter of Nanping!" Nanping is Mrs. Tang's name, "Then tell me, when is the time?"
"Although my granddaughter is stupid, the opportunity is not given by God, but made up for by clever tricks."
“How a little cleverness can lead to great things!”
"Although the light of fireflies cannot compete with the sun and the moon, if thousands of fireflies gather together, the night will be like day. Haste makes waste! When the east wind blows, it will soar ninety thousand miles!"
After listening to what Ye Fuxun said, Mrs. Tang didn't speak for a long time. She suddenly laughed and looked at Ye Fuxun with amazement, "I thought you were just a little smart, but I didn't expect that my granddaughter from Nanping is also the same."
It is truly a blessing to have such a big heart!”
Ye Fuxun looked at the look on Mrs. Tang's face and was even more impressed by her wisdom. This old man was not a frog in a well, she had her own mind and courage when she had a glimpse of the world.
"However, do you know that even if you want to go up ninety thousand miles, there will be strong winds and huge waves. If you were a fish and shrimp, you would not be able to withstand the wind and rain. But aren't the golden scales something in the pond? When you break through the wind and waves, you will rise straight up.
!”
Ye Fuxun didn't expect that Mrs. Tang would have such great expectations for him. When she met Mrs. Tang's approving eyes, Mrs. Tang said, "In my lifetime, I have seen many women from the clan. They
There are many outstanding people who are calm and generous, knowledgeable and courteous, but they all have the same characteristic, that is, they cannot live without the shackles, including your mother and I. So Xun'er, grandma doesn't want you to
Do you understand being that woman who lives in chains?" Mrs. Tang sighed and said, "Your grandmother also came from a clan family, so she naturally values the interests of the family because if a woman wants to gain a foothold, she must have a
You have a strong backing, and this backing is your mother clan, so Xun'er, no matter what happens, must put the interests of the family first! Therefore, the rise and fall of the Ye family, the honor and disgrace, are closely related to you!"
"Grandma, these Xun'er understand very well."
Mrs. Tang looked more and more pleased with her granddaughter and said, "The Tang family will always support you!"
Ye Fuxun was moved and hugged Mrs. Tang, "Grandma, thank you!"
Inside Prince Chen's Mansion.
"Your Majesty, there is news from Bianbei."
"Speak!" Song Hanzhuo, who was originally calm, immediately brightened up when he heard Bian Bei.
"Miss Murong seems to be married!"
After hearing the news, Song Hanzhuo didn't say anything for a long time, "Send me a congratulatory gift for this king!" The girl Yun Li mentioned was Murong Ting, the third girl of the Murong family, the first family in Bianbei.
When Song Hanzhuo was fighting in Bianbei, he was shot by the enemy and fell off a cliff. Fortunately, Murong Ting saved his life. The two of them fell in love with each other as soon as they went back and forth. Murong Ting was the number one in Bianbei.
The beauty, her appearance and talent, even impressed the local nobles!
When King Chen came back victorious from the battle, he proposed to Concubine Yue to marry Murong Ting as his princess. Unexpectedly, Concubine Yue objected, and the mother and son had a big quarrel before her. Concubine Yue was so angry that she suffered from an old illness and almost died. From then on, Song Hanzhuo
I never dare to mention Murong Ting again.
Song Hanzhuo opened the drawer and took out a painting from the inside. The woman in the painting was wearing a pink dress. When she smiled, a small dimple was faintly visible around her mouth. Here is a portrait of Murong Ting.
"Your Majesty!"
Song Hanzhuo's thoughts were interrupted by the housekeeper's knock on the door.
"Come in!" Song Hanzhuo put away the scroll on the table and put it back in its original place.
The butler pushed the door open and came in. He said respectfully to Song Hanzhao, "Your Majesty, someone is coming from Yunxiao Palace. The Imperial Concubine has summoned the Prince to come."
"I know this and will go later. You can go down first!"
Yunxiao Palace.
The Yue Guifei's hair bun exposed her temples, her eyebrows were lightly swept, and her eyes were full of spring. The two strands of hair on her cheeks were blowing gently in the wind, adding a bit of alluring charm, and her beautiful eyes were looking at Song Hanzhao, and she was full of charm.
With a slight wave of his hand, the same drama happened again, and his mother-in-law wanted to recommend a princess to him again.
Two maids walked in one after another, each holding a plate in their hands. Song Hanzhuo knew that he could not escape, so he had to accept his fate and opened a scroll! When he opened it, he saw a smiling girl wearing a light green dress.
, the cuffs are embroidered with light blue peonies, a few auspicious clouds are outlined with silver thread, and the hem is densely lined with blue sea water clouds. The chest is wrapped in a wide piece of light yellow brocade, and the long skirt is loosened when the body is turned gently.
Open, your hands and feet are as graceful as the willows blown by the wind.