Xinzi Scroll, The Grass Tree under the Setting Sun, Section 22, Relatively Calm
Busia Mara did not answer Feng Ziying's question, but asked directly: "Then Mr. Feng..."
"Now that we've said it, don't call me Mr. Feng. You can call me Ziying." Feng Ziying admired Busia Mara's frankness and valor. "I'll call you Brother Dong, but I'll continue to call you Busi."
Yamara?”
"Okay, you can call me Brother Dong or Busia Mara." Busia Mara beamed, "Ziying, what are you going to do, um, how to deal with us..."
Bushiyamala drew a circle with her hand, as if she didn't know how to describe the relationship and subsequent development between the two parties.
Feng Ziying hesitated slightly, "Brother Dong, I said before that you and I have extraordinary identities. I am a Han Chinese and an official of the Zhou Dynasty. You are the noble daughter of Ye He, and you are the core of the Ye He clan and even the Haixi Jurchens.
Characters, you and I both have our own responsibilities and obligations, so I was not unaware of the goodwill and closeness between us before, but as a man, and even you as a woman, you have to face the fetters of this reality.
Bondage,…”
Busia Mara also knew that what Feng Ziying said was true, and felt more and more that this man's magnanimity and responsibility were completely different from other Han Chinese who liked to talk. Maybe this is what heroes have in common?
It's not that she hasn't thought about her future. She's not young anymore and will soon turn thirty. Even an unmarried woman of this age is unique on the grassland. But where should she go?
"I haven't thought about it too much. No matter it is my uncle or my brother, they have no right to interfere with my own affairs. Everything I have done is worthy of Ye Hebu..." Bushiya Mara was a little confused with a hint of confusion.
Helpless, but the stubbornness revealed in the corner of his mouth is still fierce.
"Then what do you think we should do? I'm already married, or Brother Dong, are you willing to marry to Han?" Feng Ziying also felt a headache.
This Bushiya Mara is no better than a Han woman. Taking concubines can solve all problems. Can Ye Hebu accept this situation?
If it is introduced to the grassland that the genius of the grassland and the Pearl of Haixi become a concubine for a Han official, wouldn't this be a humiliation and blow to the Yehe tribe and Haixi Jurchen? Those tribes who can't find a reason will not take it.
Is this a reason to focus on criticizing Ye He’s tribe?
Jintaishi and Buyangu would never allow this to happen. No matter how stubborn Busia Mara was, she could not fail to follow the attitude of her elders and her clan.
"Brother Dong, you and I were born in this era, in our own environments, but we met again. I have a family, moral principles, and obligations, and you have a tribe, relatives, and responsibilities, but we can't get rid of all this...
Feng Ziying sighed softly, "We still have to face countless challenges. The relationship between men and women is not everything, but I am willing to work hard for it..."
Busia Mara's deep pool-like eyes suddenly flashed with joy, "Ziying, then we..."
"Brother Dong, have you thought about your future?" Feng Ziying did not intend to deceive or perfunctory the other party, and asked calmly: "From my personal point of view, it is difficult for you to find a suitable marriage now. Anyone who feels about marriage with you
People who are interested either come for Ye Hebu, or they come because of those words, or they are just people who are interested in you..."
Bushiya Mara slightly nodded her head, agreeing with what Feng Ziying said.
"I think your uncle and brother have been holding you back for so many years. They probably just hope to use your marriage as a goal to attract other forces. But no matter who they choose, they will probably do more harm than good, so they may never make a decision.
choose,……"
Feng Ziying's words hit hard at the most vulnerable and unwilling side of Busia Mara's heart. A touch of moisture appeared in her eyes, but Busia Mara quickly turned her head slightly to cover up this weakness.
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Feng Ziying had already seen it, and sighed in his heart. In fact, he had already seen this, and a smart person like Busia Mara would not fail to understand it, but he was not willing to face it.
The Ula tribe admires her, the Inner Khalkhas covet her, and even the Outer Khalkhas and Chahars are interested in her. The Horqin people even come to propose marriage, not to mention the Jurchens of Jianzhou, and the Nabu Xiyama
Who can La marry?
"Brother Dong, you actually understand. If this is the case, then brother Dong, you don't have to worry too much about other things." Feng Ziying said leisurely, "Why don't you just let go of the other fetters, uncle, and come back to Beijing with me to relax and enjoy the experience.
Let’s talk about the cultural life of our Han people?”
Bushyamara was surprised and at a loss for a moment.
Leave everything behind and follow him back to the capital city, but where are the three thousand armored cavalry from Yongping Mansion? Leave them to Delgrad? Where are the uncles and brothers from Ye He's tribe? Don't care?
Feng Ziying faced the other party's panic-stricken eyes and opened her arms. Busia Mara stepped forward in a daze and was hugged by the other party. For a moment, a touch of warm moisture penetrated along Feng Ziying's shoulders.
"Let me think about it..."
"Maybe it's better not to think too much than not to think too much..." Feng Ziying said softly: "You have been tired for so many years, can't you give yourself a vacation and relax for a while? I'm afraid your uncle and brother have nothing to complain about, right?
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Bushyamara left, saying she wanted to think about it carefully.
Feng Ziying also breathed a sigh of relief. He gave Busia Mara some hope and fulfilled the promise of his conscience. Indeed, that was all he could do. If he made too many promises and failed to fulfill them, then he would
It's too scumbag.
As for how Bushiyamala chooses after careful consideration, that depends on herself. Of course, as long as Bushiyamala makes a choice, he will respect it and respond to it. This is a basic rule for a man.
When Baochai and Baoqin saw Feng Ziying, they couldn't see anything strange about their husband, but they saw Busia Mara's confused and slightly expectant look, which made them also puzzled. They didn't know that her husband had given
What kind of conversation made this somewhat ambiguous lady Ye He have such an expression on her face.
Of course, they won't ask directly, and that's what makes their husbands willing to tell them.
On the other hand, Qingwen, who had been watching and observing like a hound, felt a little aggrieved.
Qingwen became more and more disdainful as the Xue sisters showed no sign of Busia Mara's actions.
In her opinion, in the face of the "invasion" of "foreign enemies", the Xue sisters, as eldest wives and matrons, should naturally shoulder this responsibility. However, the Xue sisters did not know whether it was because they did not want to arouse the uncle's disgust or because they were out of touch.
For other considerations to be ignored so quietly, this is clearly a kind of "allowing the enemy".
This not only hurts their own interests, but also hurts the interests of the eldest daughter-in-law of the eldest family.
But Qingwen also knew that her identity was obviously not suitable for conflict with the Xue sisters. She could only keep it firmly in mind and express her dissatisfaction and doubts through other channels.
"Xiang Ling, what did your grandma think, just letting that barbarian girl and the uncle hook up?" Qingwen said with some hatred: "Didn't I ask you and Ying'er to remind you when we were in the house?
Grandma? Ying'er is careless, don't you know the importance? That woman's eyes are captivating, and the uncle likes that kind of figure. In this situation, you two grandma are the only ones here, so you shouldn't give me any advice.
How about you, sir?"
Although Qingwen and Ying'er are familiar friends, they don't have a good relationship. Xiangling still has some connections with the Feng family, so they are much closer and don't have so many worries about talking.
However, Xiangling is an honest and honest person. Although she felt a little aggrieved when faced with Qingwen's doubts and criticisms, she still carefully defended herself: "Qingwen, I also mentioned it to grandma, but grandma said that the woman had official business dealings with the uncle. They
It’s not advisable to ask too much. What you said is just based on rumors. How dare grandma and others ask more questions? There is no way to attract the disgust of uncle.”
"Why is your grandma so cautious? Miss Bao is just a girl, but Miss Qin is not like this." Qingwen sneered and snorted.
"You left when Miss Qin entered the Rongguo Mansion, right? How do you know Miss Qin's temperament?" Although Xiangling is simple and honest, she is not stupid either. She blinked her eyes and said, "You have such a temper that you don't know how to restrain yourself even if you ask around about these things.
Some of them, if the girls know about them, are annoying."
Qingwen's face turned hot. She had indeed found out about these situations through her own channels in Rongguo Mansion. She knew that Xue Baoqin was an unforgiving master, and even Lin Daiyu dared to shoulder it, which showed how tough he was, and that Xue Baoqin was an unforgiving master.
She was quite favored by her uncle. In this case, she was a little resentful as to why she was so indulgent to this barbarian girl.
As Shen Yixiu's personal maid, she naturally puts her grandmother's interests first, and it is natural to find out about future "rivals".
Qingwen had a rough idea of Baochai and Daiyu's temperament, but Baoqin came late and she had never been in contact with them, so she had to find out the situation. Although she was grateful for Xiangling's kind advice, she was not aware of it.
Think you did something wrong.
"Humph, I know how to be careful, how can you still sell me?" Qingwen also knew that Xiangling would not betray herself, not to mention that this is not a serious matter.
"Don't do this just because uncle likes you. My second grandma Qin is not easy to mess with. Let me remind you first." Xiang Ling kindly reminded: "As for what you said, my grandma has her own sense of proportion and takes her own turn.
Not for people like you and me to worry about."
Seeing Xiangling like this, Qingwen also knew that it was all in vain, and gave the other party a fierce look, "You have been taken over by me a long time ago. If your grandma doesn't want to say it, you don't dare to be favored by me."
Could you please give me a reminder?"
Xiang Ling's face heated up and she retorted: "Why don't you tell me why I didn't know how to go by myself? I just want you to do it for you..."
Qingwen also didn't expect that Xiangling, who had always been honest, would dare to use such words to fight back against her. She felt ashamed and angry, but said nothing, stamped her feet, and left.
