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Chapter 394 Yanqiu Ci

The weather is cooler at the end of October.

Zhang Wenjing has been sick for more than half a month since she contracted the cold, and Zhang Hongdao gradually became worried about it.

"Couldn't you be pretending to be sick to lie to me? If you get sick again, your father will teach me a lesson when he comes back."

"Maybe." Zhang Wen looked sleepy.

Zhang Hongdao had no choice but to say: "The latest news is that Li Xia has taken Yang Guo across the Huaihe River, and he really left."

"Ah."

"Why do you do this?"

"It's not like I want to be sick."

Zhang Hongdao sighed again, hesitated for a long time, and finally said slowly: "Actually, I met him later..."

"Ok?"

Zhang Wenjing seemed to be more refreshed, and looked up at him with a radiance in his eyes, full of curiosity.

"About three days after we went to Jinlou, I met him at night, and he said that he... misses you."

"Really?"

"Well, he knew you were sick, so he was worried and lingered. But he told me that he must marry Dali Gao, and if you want to marry, he must marry both. Do you understand? Gao is not a concubine, but It's two wives, thanks to him being able to say it..."

Zhang Wenjing froze for a moment, with a look of bewilderment in his eyes.

She had never thought about it.

"I didn't agree to him." Zhang Hongdao shook his head, and said again: "As for you, there is no need to feel sorry for yourself. You are a little girl, and you have done enough. In short, he knows what you want. If this marriage fails, then It’s also doing your best to obey the destiny, understand?”

Zhang Wenjing obviously hadn't reacted yet, and was in a daze.

"I thought Li Xia was so amazing. I saw that he was just a lustful person, no different from other men in the world. It's not worth your concern..."

Zhang Hongdao rambled on for a while, nothing more than to comfort his sister, and then belittled Li Xia, hoping that she would come out of her lost mood.

"I think he's very boring, he doesn't drink or joke, and he's straightforward and stupid..."

"I just thought he was funny."

"That's because you've seen fewer people, such a playful and arrogant person..."

"Fifth Brother, I don't need to say anything, I understand what he means." Zhang Wenjing whispered weakly: "He may not be to me to the point where I don't want to marry...Knowing my wish, he is willing to give me an explanation, so he asked the family Marriage proposal...Even if it is like this, I am also happy."

"Happy ass."

Zhang Wenjing seemed to have never heard of it, and murmured: "That man...has always faced difficulties. The family disagrees with this marriage today. Sooner or later, they will look at him with admiration and allow me to marry him. He is willing to come to see Fifth Brother, because he is willing." Take it on."

"It's ridiculous, you're just wishful thinking." Zhang Hongdao sneered, and said, "It's just a prodigal son, some boasting."

"No, I understand him, he promises a thousand dollars." Zhang Wenjing said: "As for me, do I want to serve Gao Shi together? Whether I can wait for him until then... It's all he left for me to consider and choose."

"There's no need to think about it, it's just a matter of affection 'if you don't have the heart, I'll rest'."

"He has a heart for me."

"Did I ever give you half a pill?"

"He is a dragon and phoenix among people, even half a heart is rare."

"I don't think you are sick, but crazy." Zhang Hongdao became more and more annoyed when he heard this sentence after talking for a long time.

"I don't know either. I've never thought about this before... I don't know how much I love him, and I can't bear to share his wife's identity with others... Let me think about it slowly..."

"There's nothing to think about...that's all, you have to think about it, at least until you recover from your illness."

"Ah."

Zhang Wenjing was silent for a long time, becoming more and more confused and unhappy, but she cheered up a little.

She was just caught with a cold, and the reason why she couldn't get sick was nothing more than various thoughts... thinking about whether Li Xia would come to visit her when she was sick, and gradually disappointed after waiting for a few days without seeing him, and then thinking about the future. When will I want to see him again, and then I will be depressed again...

In short, it is the daughter's family's sensitive mind, which makes the illness repeated and 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 he has considerable confidence in his future authority position, so he can speak out about it openly.

It would be shameful for ordinary men to say that they want to marry more.However, princes and generals are not.

Zhang Wenjing could think of the domineering appearance of a prince and general that Li Xia showed when he said this...

He is not something that any woman can easily bind, he is always moving forward and rarely stays for anyone.Speaking of which, it was rare for Zhang Wenjing to be tempted by her.

If she is willing to marry and wait, he will surely come back one day; if she is unwilling, he has also tried his best to seek a consummation.

After all, it is up to her to choose whether to wait or not.

He couldn't think of the answer for a while, but Zhang Wenjing knew that at least he had to recover from his illness first.

A depressed woman is not worthy of such an indomitable man...

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"Didn't you love to cry in the past? Why don't you cry today?"

Zhang Hongdao sat for a while, sighed, "It's fine to cry."

"If you want to cry, you don't have to cry to Fifth Brother. Besides, since he yearns for me, why should I cry? Maybe he married the Gao family just to marry the Gao family."

"Deceiving yourself."

"Fifth brother, do you remember the second sister of the Yuan family?"

"Of course I remember." Zhang Hongdao recalled how his second elder brother was in despair when he asked Yuan Yan to marry him, he shook his head and sighed, "Don't learn from your second elder brother."

"I don't want to learn from Second Brother. If he was willing to cheer up back then, Second Sister Yuan might not be willing to take another look at him."

"Why do you think of Yuan Shi?"

Zhang Wenjing asked: "I heard that the second sister Yuan married someone later, and her husband's family died. She went to become a Taoist priest?"

"Yes, I heard from my second brother that he seems to call himself 'Wuxi real person'."

"Second brother hasn't forgotten her yet?"

"Ah."

Zhang Wenjing sighed slightly, feeling sorry for her, and asked, "Where does she practice Taoism?"

"Why do you ask this? If you don't want to marry for the time being, who can force you to do so? Alas, Second Sister Yuan must have rushed back to Huolu Apartment...Mr. Yishan has passed away."

Zhang Wenjing was stunned.

Just now asked these, she may not have no intention of learning from Yuan Yan to become a monk and practice Taoism.So far, thinking of the scene of Yuan Yan rushing to mourn for her 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 one day, if Zhang Rou also passed away like this, how could it be so embarrassing?

Zhang Hongdao sighed, 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 he is not sure about, but he still came to see Fifth Brother knowing that Fifth Brother would not agree."

"Oh, I told you this, not to make you think so."

"But I just miss him, want to see him..."

"What can I do as an elder brother? Can't I go to the Song Dynasty to catch him? Don't upset me, let's talk after he recovers from his illness."

"know."

Zhang Hongdao shook his head, got up and said, "Let's go, I was scolded by my mother...you drink the medicine later."

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"Gao Mingyue?"

Zhang Wenjing talked to herself again, and murmured: "The name is very beautiful..."

"It's definitely not as beautiful as big sister." Yan'er said hastily.

Zhang Wenjing didn't bother to talk to her, she turned sideways and closed her eyes to think about things, feeling melancholy and confused.

"Elder Sister, the servant in the study heard Li Xia's name again this morning." Yan'er thought for a while, not knowing whether to say it or not, but she said it anyway.

"Huh?" Zhang Wenjing was really 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 chattering.

Zhang Wenjing was even more confused.

"Big sister? What are you thinking?"

"Mr. Yishan is dead."

"Ok?"

Zhang Wenjing looked out the window and thought for a long time, as if the confusion in her heart had suddenly been answered.

She opened her mouth and muttered a few words in a low voice...

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"Ask the world, what is love, directly teach life and death? Flying guests from all over the world, how many times does the old wing suffer from cold and heat..."

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A few days later, the news of Yuan Haowen's death spread to the south of the Huaihe River, and countless people in Henan and Hebei sang the song "Yanqiu Ci" again.

Li Xia was walking in the alleys of Shouchun County in the Song Dynasty, when he heard a woman singing lyrics in a small courtyard through the wall, and suddenly felt her heart tremble.

For a moment, it was as if someone had plucked a string in his heart.

He thought of Yuan Haowen again.

The Northern Wenxiong wandered half his life, but there were times when he was young and frivolous. At the age of 16, he made such words and sentences, expressing the love between men and women in the world.

And he, Li Xia, was really touched by this poem just today...inexplicably, without knowing why.

He subconsciously reached into his arms and took out a piece of colored paper.

The colored paper followed him all over the world, and it was wrinkled badly, but he always carried it with him.

……

The boy in the alley stopped for a while, looking down at the piece of paper in his hand drifting away.

Only the singer in the small courtyard was still singing alone.

"Happiness is fun, parting is bitter, and there are even more idiotic children. You should have a saying: clouds for thousands of miles, mountains and snow at dusk, who will the shadow go to..."

(End of this chapter)