Chapter five hundred and thirty seventh embarrassing loss
"As the saying goes, it's easy to make friends with someone, and it's easy to get rich with a wife. How about human feelings?" [Book of the Later Han Dynasty·Song Hongzhuan]
The two gathered together for a while, and then invited Qin Yi to drink and eat meat in the name of Xiang Cun. Qin Yi liked drinking and partying the most. He boasted to others that he had accompanied Lu Bu to fight the Qiang and Hu in Bingzhou, and resisted the Kwantung armies in Henan.
, confronting the fierce general Sun Jian in Xingyang, and even participating in the execution of Dong and other anecdotes, as long as he drinks too much, he can talk about it. People around him only listen to it as new news at first, but the same few things can be talked about five years later
, they would be bored no matter what, so those people no longer paid attention to the content of the clichéd story, but used it to flatter the generous Qin Yi consciously to spend money to treat guests to drinks.
Qin Yichu didn't know the intention of the two of them, so he went to the banquet happily. However, after he was drunk and full, the other party saw him and told him his intentions. Qin Yi turned his face and cursed Xiang Cun. After restraining the two, he became angry.
's returned home.
Looking at the messy cups and plates on the ground, Xiang Cun felt regretful and said to Fu Jin: "It can't be done, otherwise it will be like this."
"This matter is not over yet." Fu Jin smiled coldly: "They say that the people of Bingzhou are rough, disagree with each other, and often fight with weapons. If you are really humiliated by sacrificing your wife for honor, why can't you even pull out your sword just now?"
Xiang Cun thought about it too, put himself in his shoes, if it were him, it would be okay not to draw a sword and hurt someone, but also to cut off the robe and cut off the righteousness. But Qin Yi just scolded them emotionally, and the level of his reaction was a bit thought-provoking.
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"So give him some time and he will think it over clearly." Fu Jin took out a few Tongbao coins from his arms, threw them on the table, and Shi Shiran left.
Chang'an, Duli.
Mrs. Du held her sleeping child in her arms and sat silently in the hall. There were several exquisite lacquer boxes placed in the hall, pressed on the wooden boards like bricks. The faint sunlight filtered in from the wall, and the smoke from the neighbor's house rose.
, the aroma of vegetables wafted, accompanied by the laughter of the family.
A basket of vegetables and meat was still placed under the kitchen and had not been touched. Mrs. Du had no intention of getting up to light a fire to make rice. She just sat under the hall with her son in her arms, quietly waiting for someone to come back. The hairpin ring on her head was not removed, and her body was still full of stains.
She was wearing the same clothes she wore when going out, but her temperament at this time was very different from before. There was a hint of sadness in her slightly gathered eyebrows.
Qin Yi stood by the door smelling of alcohol, looking at this scene. He wanted to pretend that nothing happened, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw the gifts laid out in the hall. Qin Yi immediately understood what he was saying, and said in a deep voice
Said: "Have they come?"
Before Du Shi could answer, Qin Yi stepped forward and kicked away the two lacquer boxes, and the cakes inside flew out. Qin Yi walked behind Du Shi again, and seeing that she was indifferent, he even said: "On weekdays,
I already told you here to go out less and make less trouble! Can’t I still support a few servants to drive me?"
"Then you can support me." Mrs. Du turned to look at him, with a few strands of hair scattered on her temples: "Where's your money? Your annual salary is four hundred dan, thirty dendrobium a month, half money and half grain. With the current price of food, you can earn it every day.
The monthly total is only a thousand dollars, and you have to treat people to food and drinks many times, and the money is only a hundred dollars! It costs three hundred dollars a month to hire a temporary servant, and you are still talking nonsense here? If the little prince hadn't gifted this house to us,
If you help me from time to time, where can I go?"
Just as she was talking, Mrs. Du felt more and more aggrieved. She couldn't help but cover her face with her hands and sobbed: "Do I just like to be watched on the street? If you have some spare money and buy a slave, why would I do this! Now that I am coveted by others, it is a disaster.
Isn’t that what I would like to see if my family is extended?”
Qin Yi couldn't argue. He knew that he usually spent money lavishly and had no control over it. Letting Du go shopping and take care of the housework, he had the secret intention of showing off. Seeing Du's pitiful appearance of crying, Qin Yi suddenly softened his heart.
, he sighed: "Hey, hey! Of course I can't blame you. I was drunk and confused..."
"You are confused, but they are not." Qin Lang in Du's arms was woken up at this time, rubbing his eyes and crying. Du quickly went to coax him, stood up and prepared to put Qin Lang on the bed. Before turning around and leaving, she said one last word
Asked: "Have those people come to you? What do you mean?"
Qin Yi had never heard such a cold tone from Du Shi. He knew that the other party was still complaining about his incompetence. Qin Yi, who was already at a loss, couldn't help but opened his mouth and said with no confidence: "Of course I refused...
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Du Shi smiled. At this moment, she suddenly felt that her son in her arms was so heavy. She smiled and said: "When I was at home, I followed my father. When my father died, I followed my brother. After I got married, I followed my husband. I don't have any knowledge or opinions. As long as you men make the decision.
If my husband doesn’t want to, you can let me commit suicide to keep my integrity. If you have other ideas...just think of me as repaying you for taking care of me when my family was in ruins."
Qin Yi didn't want to choose either of them, but he couldn't find a way to get the best of both worlds. His courage in catching thieves in the past was gone. After thinking about it all night alone on the bed, he didn't go out the next day.
Then some officials came to find him.
Jing Zhaoyin was the direct superior of the Chang'an Order, and Hu Miao was recruiting him with official documents this time, so Qin Yi had to come.
Hu Miao had his own way of identifying people. He first carefully observed Qin Yi's appearance and saw that his face was more delicate than angular. He did not look like a person with a serious personality, but seemed to be resigned. Hu Miao felt something in his heart.
Having reached the end, he put on his momentum and said straight to the point: "Did Fujun tell you yesterday?"
Seeing Qin Yi's hesitant look, Hu Miao took a sip of tea and said, "I won't hide it from you. The person who likes your wife is Taiwei Dong Gong. What kind of person is Dong Gong, you will never see him in your life."
How many times have I seen how many people have tried their best to send their daughters into the palace in order to achieve wealth and honor, but they have not been able to do so. But your wife is extraordinary. This is also your blessing. When the time comes, you will have Dong Gong as your back. What wealth will you have?
Can’t enjoy it?”
Qin Yi suddenly stood up and prostrated deeply: "Although Zhuo Jing is not virtuous, he has given me a son for my family. Why should I make things difficult for you if Mr. Dong can't get any kind of woman..."
Hu Miao didn't bother to talk to him, so he said to himself: "Shu County has one less Dian Nong Xiaowei, so it is a good place."
Qin Yi's body lying on the ground stiffened.
When Hu Miao saw this, he smiled contemptuously: "How old is your wife now?"
"Quick, it's almost twenty." Qin Yi replied hesitantly.
"Twenty years old, in a few years, when you are old, will you still like her so much?" Hu Miao smiled, put down the tea bowl, leaned against the table, and asked him: "At that time, I was guarding a pervert old woman.
, and you don’t have much fame, is this what you want? Think about it again.”
Qin Yi's expression was complicated. After a fierce struggle in his heart, his emotions still took the upper hand for a while. He replied firmly: "That is the wife of a chaff. I have nothing to think about."
"Hmph." Hu Miao's warm expression suddenly changed, and he said sternly: "I advise you not to ask for trouble. Do you think Wang Yanyun will make the decision for you? What can he do for you with a Chang'an order? If you have your heart
It's a fluke, even if you go to him, I won't be able to give you such a good reward when you come back later."
Qin Yi looked hesitant and finally withdrew.
Hu Miao knew that he was looking for Wang Ling, so he didn't stop him because he was sure that the other party would bow to him sooner or later.
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