"Zi Yan, I'm back." Li Zigu stepped forward lightly and held his wife tightly in his arms.
"Sanlang, is it really you?" Chen Ziyan slightly held up her husband's temple hair with her right hand and said in a trembling voice.
"It's me, it's me. Zi Yan, I've made it difficult for you these past few years. In the past few years, the border has been in turmoil, and the court is hiring people again. I..."
Covering her husband's thin lips with a light hand, Chen Ziyan said harmoniously: "I know, I know everything. How can An have a family when the country is in turmoil? Sanlang, you are a person who does great things. Don't worry about Yan'er.
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"How can I not think about it, how can I not read it? Did you know that every night when the moon is cold and the wind is high, I will lean on the bedside and read the "Linchuan Collection" written by you. "The Red Sleeve Banquet on the Cold River under the Moon,
Walking in the lotus garden with a shadow in a green shirt. The eyebrows turn pale with red peony leaves, and half a strand of green silk is tied around the edge. 'Ziyan, you have held my heart, do you still want to let go?"
"Well, cough, well, the weather is nice." Zhang Yanji coughed lightly, covered his mouth and smiled.
Only then did Chen Ziyan notice that there were outsiders in her house. She hurriedly stepped aside. After seeing the person who was speaking clearly, she said angrily: "You damn brat, why are you pretending to be serious? I was chatting with your master about old times but you, a bastard,...
It’s disturbing, it’s really annoying.”
Zhang Yanji stuck out his tongue and said: "Fenghuaxueyue is so romantic, I'm really embarrassed to death."
"You!" Chen Ziyan bit her pink lips lightly and stamped her feet. Finally, she had no choice but to give up.
Seeing that the situation was a bit awkward, Li Zigu hurriedly started to make peace. He pulled Li Kuo over and smiled at Chen Ziyan: "Ziyan, look who is here today."
Li Kuo had no choice but to be pushed in front of him, and he had no choice but to cup his hands at Chen Ziyan and say, "Kuo'er has met my sister-in-law."
Chen Ziyan had a good impression of her brother-in-law, and her husband came home today, so she was in a good mood. She smiled gently at Li Kuo and said, "Why do my family still follow so many etiquettes? My sister-in-law will make you your favorite cheese today."
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"Thank you, sister-in-law." Li Kuo smiled heartily and said harmoniously.
"Come and sit in the room, look at me leaving the guests outside." Chen Ziyan wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with the back of her hand and greeted her hurriedly.
The group of people entered the hall one after another and sat down according to the host and guest. Uncle Chen hurriedly called the maids to come forward to serve tea and desserts.
"Seventh boy, actually I came back this time to do something for you." Li Zigu took a sip of tea and said harmoniously. "You also know that the Li family is no better than it used to be. The story of the second uncle's disciples back then
Many officials have taken refuge with the right prime minister, and many of your fellow clan members are worldly mediocre people. You are also old. If the Li family was at its peak, with your talent and charm, you would definitely win the hearts of many famous ladies." Sighed slightly.
After taking a breath, Li Zigu said in a deep voice: "It's just that after this family, you can't make the final decision on your marriage. Those aristocratic families value fame and interests more than anything else. With the current strength of the Li family, if they want to marry you
Cui Pei's legitimate daughter, I'm afraid it's beyond the reach of human power. It's possible that your second uncle has the foresight and has already arranged a marriage for you. She is Lu Mingcui, who comes from the third wife of the Lu family in Fanyang. She is not an outsider either.
You should call her cousin because of your seniority!"
When Li Kuo saw that the third brother had been talking for a long time because of this, he immediately turned his face: "Third brother, I'm afraid I can't handle this matter. You don't know how my uncle has treated us over the years. It's a shame that you still call me
He is called a brother, look at what he does that is a human matter!"
"Pa!" There was a crisp sound, and Li Kuo was slapped and staggered. The young man looked at his brother in surprise and was speechless for a moment.
"You have read books about saints and sages for so many years, how dare you talk about your elders? Even if your uncle is no longer, you, a nephew, should not bury him behind his back like this." Li Zigu sighed softly and continued: "This matter
The matter was settled in the pee, and even if he wanted to regret the marriage, he couldn't lose face. The second uncle passed away early, and the eldest brother is like the father. I have to be responsible for your marriage. Listening to the third brother's words, Ming Cui is so good that he came from Fan Yanglu
Although she is not your legitimate daughter, it will be beneficial to your career. In the future..."
"No!" The young man waved his sleeves vigorously and moved back quickly. "I don't want to marry her, after Fan Yang Lu's family? Where was she when I was bleeding and sweating and working hard to make money to support my family? I had no choice but to drop out of school and suffered a lot.
Where was she when I rolled my eyes? Just because she comes from a famous family, I want to marry her back and worship her like a Bodhisattva? Humans are not animals, and they don’t need name, blood, race!"
"You, why are you so stubborn? Marriage matters, parents' orders, matchmaker's words. She is a girl, how can she be in the public eye? Besides, when you were a child, you once praised Ming Cuichang's gentleness and elegance. This time you are married to the Lu family.
, it’s related to the Li family’s revival plan, you have to do it even if you don’t want to!”
The young man couldn't help shaking his head. The newly healed wound in his heart seemed to be torn apart by life. Adding a pinch of salt made the pain go deep into the bone marrow! Excuses, all of them are excuses. What about a famous lady staying at home, what about being gentle and elegant?
, Shili heirloom. I only know that every morning, it is Ah Tian who cooks eggs for me and wakes me up by banging the pan on the table. I only know that every night when I am quiet, it is Ah Tian who clings to my side and begs me.
I told him the story of the Classic of Mountains and Seas. I only know that A Tian was with me day and night during my most difficult and painful time... Where were you then? Since you never gave sincerely, why are you here now?
Want to break into my life? Third brother has changed. He used to dote on me in every possible way and never let anyone say anything wrong about me. Today, he actually slapped me for a marriage. The person you love is like holding a torch against the wind.
But if you do it, you will inevitably burn your hands. (Note 1) The ancients said it right, you must never compromise like this. This will make me sorry for A Tian, sorry for myself, and sorry for all the days and nights over the years.
When Chen Ziyan saw that her husband had actually beaten Li Kuo, she hurriedly stepped forward and persuaded him: "Sanlang, why do you do it if you have said so well? My brother, is there anything you can't talk about or untie?" When she saw her husband,
Unmoved, Chen Ziyan sighed softly, grabbed Li Kuo's slightly trembling hands, and said seriously: "Qilang, don't blame your third brother, he is also doing it for your own good. The Li family is no better than before. If you want to revive,
Prosperity, this burden has to be shouldered by you. Since ancient times, aristocratic families have been happy to marry, and isn’t it just for the official robe? I have also seen the young lady of the Lu family. Although she is not a peerless beauty, she is better than being familiar with her.
At the end of the day, you are getting older, and it is time to get married. There are three types of unfilial piety, the worst of which is not having children. If you get married early, your aunt will feel at ease."
Li Kuo was extremely angry and laughed back: "You are all doing this for my own good. I am a daughter of a well-known family. Have you ever thought about my feelings? In your opinion, a stable network of contacts is the best thing."
A dowry? Power and wealth are given to people, and they are reluctant to part with them. For example, if there is honey on the blade, it is not as good as a meal. If a child licks it, there is a risk of parting it. Aren't you afraid of being bitten by it? (Note 2) "
Third brother, I can listen to you on everything else, but not on this matter, no!
The young man turned around and ran out of the main house, his mind going blank. Why, why did my third brother, who had always loved me, sacrifice my happiness for the sake of family marriage? Why, why was my childhood sweetheart relationship with A Tian not worth a penny in their eyes? Family
, family, do I deserve to be a beast on the altar of power for the sake of my family?
He doesn't understand, doesn't understand why the world is so selfish and indifferent. Everyone seems to be wearing a hypocritical mask, giving you a standard smile on the face, but secretly thinking about things that cannot be said. Grandpa is always right
He said that universal love is called benevolence, doing it appropriately is called righteousness, and what follows from it is called Tao. It is enough that there is no need to call it external virtue. (Note) However, in this bright world, the land of Kyushu can still exist.
Is there any trace of benevolence, righteousness, Tao, or virtue? Mr. Xiang once said that a husband is a gentleman, and his emotions are based on emotion but not on etiquette. What is etiquette? Cutting off a good relationship for the sake of family is etiquette? Breaking trust for the sake of power and position is etiquette?
The young man rushed out of Li's Mansion and ran wildly on the street, letting the wind blow across his cheeks and ruffling the black hair on his temples. At this moment, the young man actually felt a trace of disgust for the city of Chang'an that gave birth to him and raised him. Nine days and nine days
The palaces are opened, and the clothes and hats of all nations are worshiped. Why can such a prosperous Tang Dynasty not tolerate a trace of love or a good match?
"Brother Kuo'er, wait for me. Where are you going?" Zhang Yanji shouted loudly, his tone full of worry.
Li Kuo shook his head slightly, but never stopped. He didn't know where he was going, so he subconsciously ran to Qixia Street and ran along the narrow road, letting tears fall from his cheeks. Pedestrians on the roadside looked sideways.
The eyes may be confused or indifferent.
God seemed to want to play a joke on the boy. He was still flawless just now, but now there were clouds covering the clear sky. There was only a muffled thunder, and the spring rain suddenly fell. At first, it was a patter of rain, and then it became a continuous line.
The water curtain finally poured down from the top of the sky like a giant water curtain, stirring up a round of chaos.
At first, they were just strolling around. The young master from aristocratic families who were chatting and laughing hurriedly lifted up the lapel of his robe and rushed to the street restaurant to have a rest. Surrounded by the servants, he was leaning on his toes. He was selling yokan on the roadside, and the cake seller took out a stack of cakes and sewed them neatly.
He added that the colorful linoleum cloth was all wrapped up on the table and pushed to the eaves of the adjacent teahouse for temporary shelter. The fortune teller at the corner of the street obviously did not calculate that it would rain today, and watched the rain ruthlessly.
A stack of raw materials got wet, and he stamped his feet angrily...
The young man did not stop. He did not dare to stop. He was afraid that if he stopped, the third brother's words would come to his mind and disturb the hard-won peace.
His legs moved without hesitation, letting the rain soak into his robe and the mud and sand staining his cloth boots. The young man felt that the turbid air stuck in his chest seemed to slowly disappear. I don't know how long he ran, how long he escaped, and finally
I stopped in front of a teahouse, feeling restless.
Under the plaque of "Kelong Tea House", A Tian was holding two oil-paper umbrellas, smiling sweetly at herself: "Damn it, Xiao Qi, come in quickly, don't catch the cold. I just made ginger soup and delivered two