Qing Chuan Rebirth: Seeing You Every Year

Chapter 32 You are so generous, I would rather I go to someone else's room
Shu Yi knows that no one is noble or humble, and she is angry that Nian Gengyao can't be single-minded when he has a beautiful woman.

Nian Gengyao still bowed and said, "The lower official didn't mean that, Fourteen Fujin misunderstood."

Shu Yi knew that it was useless to talk to this pedantic ancient man, and the crowd of onlookers would definitely feel that she was crazy!She was so angry that her chest was swollen, she raised her hand in front of Yushu's coffin, bowed three times, and walked away.

It was snowing heavily and the north wind was heavy, Shu Yi was in a bad mood and sent everyone in the courtyard out.

She was only wearing a lotus-colored embroidered plum dress, standing in the wind and snow, her untwisted black hair fluttering in the wind, and raised her hand to catch the white plum petals blown down by the wind. The red fingers dissipate...

"Wearing this body in the ice and snow forest is different from peaches and plums mixed with fragrant dust."

She clasped her hands and said silently in her heart: Sister Yushu, have a good journey.

The cold can make people wake up, she shivered from the cold, and suddenly her whole body was bound by a warmth, Yinti wrapped her in his fur cloak.

He just learned that Shu Yi made trouble in the mourning hall of the Nian Mansion, and rushed back after the court, and this man was indeed doing something stupid again.

"Yinti, I seem to have caused trouble for you today."

"Knowing the mistake and still committing it, I just recovered from the illness not long ago, standing in the wind and snow with such thin clothes, are you trying to make me angry?" He spoke harshly, but his tone was gentle.

She turned around, put her arms around his waist, and rested her head on his chest: "It's not about this."

"I know, what can he do to me as a seventh-rank reviewer of the Hanlin Academy?"

Shu Yi wanted to say that the disaster of offending Nian Gengyao would not happen now, but in the future.

"Don't worry, I'll send someone to watch him during the funeral. If there is any gap, I will find someone to read him, it will be more enjoyable than arguing with him now!" Yinqi hugged her arm tighter.

"Sister Yushu is such a good person, why did she marry him..."

"He was the first in the scientific examination last year. Master Mingzhu and the starling have a heart to win over."

To win over, do you want to marry your precious granddaughter to that heartless person?
Shu Yi said nonchalantly: "He's not one of yours, even if he's flattering you now, he won't be in the future."

Yinti understood what she meant, and the person who would hold him back when he went to the Northwest in the future would be Nian Gengyao, the future governor of Shaanxi and Gansu. How could he not know.

As the end of the year approaches, Yinti gets busier, Bai Liri doesn't come often, Shu Yi is happy and peaceful.

The wintersweet in the garden is in season, and it is the closest to the east courtyard. The fragrance moves with the wind, and the ghost floats.Shu Yi picked up a pen and wrote verses silently, her lowercase script had already been completed, and a few lines of characters on the rice paper were scattered and vivid.

Today Yinqi went to bed early, seeing Shu Yi bored in the room every day, he thought she was still depressed, so he hurried to accompany her while he was free.

Shu Yi continued to write poems, and only said lightly: "You came back early today."

He took off his cloak, and only wore a stone-blue dark-patterned regular gown: "It's hard for me to be free, so you can't be more enthusiastic about me. Those two in the west courtyard are eagerly waiting for me to go over every day."

"You know people are looking forward to it, so you don't go to see it. It's fine with Jinxiu. Hongchun is still young at Minmin's side, so you should take care of it." She finally finished writing, and put the pen on the sapphire pen pillow.

Yinti walked up behind her, read the words in her book, and said: "You are so generous, would you rather I go to someone else's room?"

"Anyway, we are not husband and wife yet. I want to be a filial piety for Mama. Wouldn't it be a waste for you to be with me?"

"Then I will guard with you too." Yinti stopped answering her words, and read the poems she copied word by word: "First, I wish my husband a thousand years; second, I wish my concubine a long life; , see you every year."

There was a smile on the corners of Yinti's eyes, and he asked, "Why are you writing this for no reason?"

"I have a nickname, which is hidden in this poem. Guess which two words it is?"

Yinti naturally knew her nickname, and pretended to think about it for a long time, pointing to the word "Sui Sui".

Shu Yi finally showed a smile, raised her head and asked him, "How did you guess that?"

Yinti replied: "I just think this name suits you very well!"

In fact, this is Shu Yi's nickname in modern times. When she was young, she grew up with Tangning in an orphanage in Suzhou. At that time, she was five or six years old. She learned to sing ditties from the teacher on TV, and her voice was as melodious and clear as pearls.The teacher felt that she was talented, so she sent her to the Children's Palace to study. The teacher who taught pipa and pingtan liked her voice very much, so she was nicknamed Suisui.

Later, she followed Tang Ning to the imperial capital to study, and she even played the pipa and sang in a teahouse as a summer job.

It’s just that playing the pipa and singing is a skill in modern times, but in ancient times it was the work of actors. Noble princesses and young ladies could not perform in front of people, they only did it for boudoir pleasure.

"Yinti." Shu Yi called him softly.

"here I am."

Yinti is collecting her handwriting, he likes to put away her written words and paintings in different categories, at first Shu Yi always stops her, thinking it is of little value, and then follows him.

Shu Yi sat on the rose chair, put his hand on the table, and watched him tidy up the papers in a leisurely manner: "If there is a chance in the future, I will play the pipa and sing songs from our place for you, okay?"

The smile on the corner of his mouth gradually grew: "Okay, then I will wait."

Yinti knew that it wouldn't take too long to wait, he memorized the melody of the voice and the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Once the old year is gone, it is the 43rd year of Kangxi.This year there was a severe drought in Shandong and Hejian, the refugees were in disorder, epidemics arose, and the embankment of the Yellow River in Shanshan and Shaanxi areas broke down. It was not a good year.

And Shu Yi also has a heavy responsibility, the system reminds her that she needs to be husband and wife with Yinti, because next year their child Hongming will be born, she sighs that there is a long way to go!
When it was warm and cold, Yinti saw that she was not happy every day, so he proposed to go to the south of the Yangtze River with the emperor.

Shu Yi had seen the magnificent scenery in the south of the Qing Dynasty depicted in the "Prosperous Picture of Gusu" in the museum, but he also wanted to see with his own eyes what kind of scene it was.

At the beginning of May, the group had already arrived in Suzhou. There were not many entourages, and they were not ostentatious. They pretended to be businessmen and paid private visits. Sometimes they were received by officials, and sometimes they lived in inns.

When she woke up that day, Shu Yi was a little hungry and was about to go downstairs to have a fight, but found that she and Yinti were the only ones left in the inn.

"I got up late, what about Huang Ama and the others?"

Yinti smiled and said: "I know you like Suzhou, so I lied that you were sick, and Huang Ama took Thirteen Brothers and the others to continue southward. Let's stay here for a while!"

Shu Yi frowned, with an expression of disbelief: "So, we are the only ones left now?"

Yinti pulled her: "Madam's analysis is right, let's go, my husband will take you to eat breakfast!"

In Qianke Teahouse, an old man and a pipa girl are singing "The Story of the Purple Hairpin".

After the song was over, Shu Yi asked Yinti for some broken silver, went up to negotiate, and then went up to the stage with the pipa in his arms.

　In the near future, we will update more sweet daily life of young couples
　　Once in the 47th year of Kangxi

　　Everyone will fall into the puzzle of seizing the heir

　　The main thread of the story will still be written according to history

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