When he woke up, he realized that the sun was shining on his face. Ximen Qing only remembered that he was drunk yesterday. He had no memory of how he walked home in the end.
Lying on the bed, I felt that all the joints in my body were aching. I got up quickly and went to the special practice room at home to kick my legs, hit sandbags and lift stone locks. She was sweating profusely and her veins were all open. Yueniang
Having already ordered his family to boil hot water, Ximen Qing washed up and went to have dinner with Yueniang who felt refreshed.
The dishes in the Northern Song Dynasty were already very refined, not much better than modern times, and the natural ingredients are more appetizing. Ximen Qing was so satisfied after eating and drinking that he put on the air of a gentleman: "Ping An,
Show me and my wife some tea!"
After shouting, the scene that he had imagined did not appear. Ximen Qing was a little embarrassed and became angry. He said to himself that this waiter really lacked training and didn't even have the slightest sense of initiative. Fortunately, this was a meal for his own family.
, wouldn’t it be a huge loss of face if you were to serve tea to guests? If you don’t give these naughty boys at home a good show today, I’m afraid they will get into trouble in the future.
So Ximen Qing slapped the table loudly: "Ping An! Where did the little monkey Ping An go?"
You glanced around and saw that all the family members from Yueniang on down had strange expressions on their faces, but they hesitated to speak. Ximen Qing was stunned for a moment and asked: "Yue Niang, what happened to Ping'an?
"
Yueniang lowered her head and said: "Husband, I have already said this, but you must not be irritable."
Ximen Qing smiled bitterly in his heart: "It seems that Ximen Qing has a really bad temper and makes everyone afraid. I have to decorate the damaged facade to make up for it." At that moment, he said warmly: "My wife, even if you say so, for my husband
Never get angry."
Only then did Wu Yueniang tell the truth. It turned out that as soon as Ximen Qing died that day, Ping An had second thoughts, so she colluded with Ximen Qing's sworn friends Ying Earl, Xie Xi and others to steal the seal from Ximen Qing's study and forge it.
After getting the IOU, he came to Ximen Qingling to blackmail him. In the middle of the quarrel, Ximen Qing suddenly came back from the dead. The villains were all frightened out of their wits. They escaped from Ximen Mansion in the blink of an eye. In the past two days, even the shadows had disappeared.
not see.
Ximen Qing said "Hey" and recalled that in his previous life, he had really made a lot of fair-weather friends. He committed great crimes in the countryside without making small mistakes, and everyone on the road looked at him with suspicion. However, Earl Ying, Xie Xi did a great job.
This is too much. I usually treat them very well, undressing them, and pushing them to eat. How come they come to plot against my widowed and weak daughter as soon as I kick off my legs? For a moment, I was secretly angry, and I stretched out my hand and said
: "Where are those IOUs? Bring them to me!"
That day, Ximen Qing suddenly sat up from the coffin. Everyone in front of the coffin was frightened. Everyone didn't even dare to pick up the lost shoes. How could they care about fake IOUs? Yueniang was still careful, and she took care of them one by one afterwards.
Pack them all up so that you are prepared and don't worry about those villains coming back to make any mistakes in the future.
Hearing Ximen Qing begging for those IOUs, Yueniang hurriedly asked Chunmei to go to her room and take out a rosewood box from the closet. When she didn't move, she took the box and opened it. There was a pile of IOUs inside, and Ximen Qing picked it up.
When I looked at one of them, I saw that the ink on it was dripping, and it was very similar to my own handwriting, but what was written was - "Ximen Qing, the person who signed the loan, is the owner of the herbal medicine shop in this county. Because of his poor gambling skills,
Therefore, the guarantor, Count Ying, borrowed 80 copper coins in Xie Xi's name, with a monthly interest of three cents, to cover the expenses of entering the game. The principal and interest will be returned on the day agreed upon, and if there is any debt, the amount will be exchanged for valuables at home.
. I am afraid that I will have no evidence for a long time, so I will keep this photo. It is on a certain day of a certain year and a certain month during the Song Dynasty."
There were ten IOUs in total. Ximen Qing's former friends were each other's guarantors and creditors. After calculation, Ximen Qing owed these guys a total of 800 yuan, not counting interest.
These IOU papers were yellowed, the ink was dim, and there were candle oil and shoe prints on them. The seals on them were also vermilion and dim. They looked as lifelike as fake antiques. Ximen Qing turned over them one by one and just kept sneering.
.
When he turned to the last two pages, Ximen Qing's eyes narrowed. It turned out that the names of the creditors in these two IOUs were Wu Yueniang's two brothers-Uncle Wu and Uncle Wu! Thinking of how much he treated those two brothers-in-law's families.
They are close friends and provide rice and firewood every year. Who would have thought that just after he died, Uncle Wu and Uncle Wu would hook up with Count Ying and other villains to rape their own sister for money! In an instant,
The fire of nameless karma was burning in Ximen Qing's heart and he couldn't hold it back - if such shameless people don't get retribution, how can God have any discernment?
When she looked up, she saw Yueniang looking at her with jealousy. Thinking that she was suffering from the loss of her husband, but was being bullied by her brother who colluded with the villain, the pain in her heart made her feel like a weak woman.
How to bear it?
For a moment, I felt extremely pity in my heart. Where the tenderness was pulsing, I reached out and patted the back of her hand gently, and said warmly: "Yue Niang, those days have been tough on you!"
On weekdays, Ximen Qing is just a wandering god. He just teams up with Earl Ying and his gang to sleep among flowers and willows in Qinghe County, presenting brocades and yarns, and delivering all kinds of kindness to a bunch of women with fireworks.
Treat Yueniang as nothing more than a piece of grass.
Like this moment of tenderness, Yueniang dreamed back in the middle of the night, and I don’t know how many times I have been looking forward to it. However, she was disappointed every day and her heart was cold.
When the dead wood comes in spring, the fire of calamity is rekindled, and the long-closed gate in the heart suddenly opens, and all kinds of feelings rush into my heart - the joy of newly married people, the loneliness when being ignored by the beloved, the loneliness in spring dreams, the feeling of being surrounded by the moon above the building.
Desolation, the sadness after the death of a husband, the pain when a brother turns against him...
Everything seemed to be compensated by the tenderness he patted on the back of her hand. With mixed feelings, Yueniang let out a "Wow" and cried like a child, with more than one line of tears.
She came down. As she cried bitterly, she held Ximen Qing's good hand tightly, feeling that with this moment of gentle comfort, the pain she had endured for him was all in vain.
Ximen Qing didn't expect that his gentle thought would cause such a big commotion, and he was extremely embarrassed for a moment. He wanted to pull his hand back, but couldn't bear it. He wanted to hug her in turn to comfort her, but there was a table in the middle, but he couldn't.
, was extremely embarrassed for a moment, and just coaxed her: "Okay! Don't cry! My husband will avenge you! Help you vent your anger! Those who have bullied our family, no one can escape them!"
Yueniang is both sad and sweet at the same time. Thousands of words are rolling around in her chest, but she is choked in her throat and cannot say them out: "I don't want revenge, and I don't want to vent my anger. As long as you treat me like you did just now every day,
What else can I ask for in this life?"
Qin Mengxi, a young otaku, doesn't have the ability to coax a girl who reveals her true feelings, and it's even more impossible to resort to the methods used by high-ranking officials in Ximen to deal with girls. When he was at his wits' end, he heard a family member coming to report outside the gate: "Master
, there is an invitation here." This is exactly:
A soft wave of pity for you, thousands of love for you, but I don't know who is treating you. Let me explain next time.