Zhang Wenjing has been ill for more than half a month since she contracted the cold. Zhang Hongdao gradually became worried about this.
"Are you pretending to be sick to deceive me? If you continue to be sick, my father will teach me a lesson when he comes back."
"Maybe." Zhang Wenjing looked wistful.
Zhang Hongdao had no choice but to say: "The latest news is that Li Xia has taken Yang Guo across the Huaihe River and is really gone."
"Um……"
"Why are you doing this?"
"It's not like I want to get sick."
Zhang Hongdao sighed again, hesitated for a long time, and finally said slowly: "Actually, I met him later..."
"Um?"
Zhang Wenjing seemed to be more energetic, and she looked up at him with a bright light in her eyes, full of curiosity.
"About three days after we went to Jinlou, I met him at night. He said that he... longed for you."
"real?"
"Well, he knew that you were sick, and he was worried and couldn't leave. But he told me that he must marry the Gao family of Dali. If you want to marry, he must marry both of them. Do you understand? Gao family is not a concubine, but a concubine.
They are two wives, luckily he can say it..."
Zhang Wenjing was stunned for a moment, with a look of confusion in her eyes.
She had never thought about this problem.
"I didn't agree to him." Zhang Hongdao shook his head and said: "As for you, there is no need to feel sorry for yourself. You are a little girl and have done enough. In short, he knows your intentions. If this marriage fails, then
It’s all about obeying fate for the rest of your life, do you understand?”
Zhang Wenjing obviously hadn't reacted yet and was in a daze.
"I thought Li Xia was so great, but after seeing it, he was just a lustful man, no different from other men in the world. He is not worthy of your concern..."
Zhang Hongdao talked for a while, nothing more than to comfort his sister, and then belittled Li Xia, hoping that she would get out of her depressed mood.
"I think he is very boring. He neither drinks nor jokes, and his straightforward temperament is also silly..."
"I just think he's very interesting."
"That's because you see fewer people, such carefree and arrogant people..."
"Fifth brother, there's no need to say anything. I understand what he means." Zhang Wenjing whispered weakly: "He may not treat me to the extent that he would not marry me unless I... He knew my feelings and was willing to give me an explanation, so he told his family
Proposing a marriage...even if it is like this, I still feel happy."
"I'm so happy."
Zhang Wenjing seemed to have heard nothing and murmured: "He...has always faced difficulties. Today, my family does not agree with this marriage. Sooner or later, I will look at him with admiration and allow me to marry him. If he is willing to take the initiative to see Fifth Brother, he is willing to do so."
Take responsibility."
"It's ridiculous, you are just wishful thinking." Zhang Hongdao sneered and said: "It's just a prodigal, some boastful words."
"No, I understand him. He promises a thousand pieces of gold." Zhang Wenjing said: "As for me, am I willing to serve the same husband with the Gao family? Whether I can wait for him until then... These are all things he left for me to consider and choose."
"There's no need to think about it. It's just a matter of emotion, 'if you don't care, I'll let it go'."
"He has a heart for me."
"Did I give you half a pill?"
"He is like a dragon or a phoenix among men, even half a heart is rare."
"I think you are not sick, but crazy." After saying this for a long time, Zhang Hongdao became more and more angry.
"I don't know either. I have never thought about this before... I also don't know how deeply I love him and how much I can tolerate sharing his wife's identity with others... Let me think about it slowly..."
"There's nothing to think about...that's all. If you want to think about it, at least you can't think about it until you recover."
"Um."
Zhang Wenjing was silent for a long time, becoming increasingly confused and unhappy, but she cheered up.
She just contracted the cold, and the reason why she couldn't afford to be sick was just because of various thoughts... thinking about whether Li Xia would come to visit her when she was sick, and she gradually became disappointed after not seeing him for a few days, and then she thought about the day after tomorrow. I wanted to see him someday, but I became depressed again...
In short, it was my daughter's sensitive mind that caused her condition to recur and it was difficult to recover for a while.
After hearing this today, she felt jealous and dissatisfied, but she also saw Li Xia's ambition and will.
This ambition is not only the ambition to marry two women, but also because he has considerable confidence in his future authority and position, so he can speak out about it openly.
It would be shameful for an ordinary man to say that he wants to marry more. But that is not the case for princes, princes, and generals.
Zhang Wenjing could think of the domineering look of a prince and general that Li Xia showed when he said this...
He is not someone who can be easily tied up by any woman. He is always moving forward with determination and rarely stops for anyone. Speaking of which, it is rare for Zhang Wenjing to fall in love with her.
If she is willing to marry and is willing to wait, he will definitely come back one day; if she is not willing, he will try his best to find a consummation.
After all, it's up to her to choose whether she wants to or not.
The answer was hard to come up with at the moment, but Zhang Wenjing knew that she had to at least recover from her illness first.
A depressed woman is not worthy of such a forward-moving man...
"Didn't you love to cry in the past? Why don't you cry today?"
Zhang Hongdao sat for a while and sighed: "It's okay to cry."
"If you want to cry, don't cry to Fifth Brother. Besides, since he longs for me, why should I cry? Maybe he married the Gao family just to marry into the Gao family."
"Deceiving yourself."
"Fifth brother, do you remember the second sister of the Yuan family?"
"I remember." Zhang Hongdao recalled how his second brother was devastated when he asked to marry Yuan Yan but was unable to marry him. He shook his head and sighed: "Don't imitate your second brother."
"I don't want to imitate my second brother. If he had been willing to cheer up, Second Sister Yuan might not have been willing to take another look at him."
"Why do you think of the Yuan family?"
Zhang Wenjing asked: "I heard that Sister Yuan later got married, her husband's family died, and she became a Taoist priest?"
"Yes, I heard from my second brother that he seems to call himself 'Zhenren Wuxi'."
"Second brother hasn't forgotten her yet?"
"Um."
Zhang Wenjing sighed slightly and asked, "Where does she practice Taoism?"
"Why do you want to do this? If you don't want to get married for the time being, who can force you to do so? Alas, Second Sister Yuan may have rushed back to Huolu Apartment... Mr. Yishan has passed away."
Zhang Wenjing was stunned.
When she asked these questions just now, she may not have the intention to imitate Yuan Yan and become a monk. Now that she thought of Yuan Yan running around to mourn his father, she couldn't help but think of her father Zhang Rou...
If Li Xia wanted to take her away, she might be willing.
But if Zhang Rou died like this one day, how could she be so embarrassed?
Zhang Hongdao sighed and thought of this, and said: "I have to say, Li Xia... is not a hypocrite."
"He treated me... he really thought about me, right?"
"Who knows? Maybe he doesn't care about you that much."
"He never does anything uncertain, but he came to see Fifth Brother even though he knew that Fifth Brother would not agree."
"Hey, I'm not telling you this to make you think this way."
"But I just miss him and want to see him..."
"What can I do as a brother? Can I go to Song Dynasty to capture him? Don't make me upset. Let's talk about it after you recover."
"Know."
Zhang Hongdao shook his head, stood up and said, "Let's go, I'll be scolded by my mother... drink the medicine later."
"Gao Mingyue?"
Zhang Wenjing muttered to herself again and murmured: "The name is quite beautiful..."
"Definitely not as beautiful as my eldest sister." Yan'er said quickly.
Zhang Wenjing was too lazy to pay attention to her. She turned sideways and closed her eyes to think about something, feeling melancholy and confused.
"Sister, the servant in the study heard Li Xia's name again this morning." Yan'er thought for a while and didn't know whether to say it or not, but she said it anyway.
"Huh?" Zhang Wenjing was indeed interested.
"People who came back from the north said that Mr. Yishan gave him a poem before he died..."
There was a smell of medicine lingering in the room, and the little maid was talking nonchalantly.
Zhang Wenjing was even more confused.
"Sister? What are you thinking about?"
"Mr. Yishan is dead."
"Um?"
Zhang Wenjing looked out the window and thought for a long time, as if the confusion in her heart was suddenly answered.
She opened her mouth and muttered a few words in a low voice...
"Ask the world, what is love? How can we tell you whether life and death are together? Traveling from far and wide to the north, how many times has the old wing been exposed to cold and heat..."
A few days later, the news of Yuan Haowen's death spread to the south of the Huaihe River. Countless people in Henan and Hebei sang the song "Yanqiu Ci" again.
Li Xia was walking in an alley in Shouchun County, Song Dynasty, when he suddenly heard a woman singing lyrics in a small courtyard through the wall, and suddenly felt his heart tremble.
For a moment, it was as if someone plucked a string in his heart.
He thought of Yuan Haowen again.:.
The northern literary hero spent most of his life wandering around, but he once had a time when he was young and frivolous. At the age of sixteen, he wrote such words and phrases, which express the feelings between men and women in the world.
And he, Li Xia, was really touched by this poem just today...inexplicably, he didn't know why.
He subconsciously reached into his arms and took out a piece of colored paper.
This colorful paper traveled with him everywhere and became terribly wrinkled, but he always carried it with him.
…
The young man in the alley stopped for a while, looking down at the paper in his hand as it drifted away.
Only the singer in the small courtyard was still singing alone.
"Happiness is joyful, parting is painful, and there are even more idiotic children. Jun should say: Thousands of miles of clouds, thousands of mountains with dusk snow, only the shadow goes to whom..." To provide you with the fastest update of the final Song Dynasty, Chapter 388 Yan