Gong Fujiao Daughter-in-law

Chapter 16
After the husband and wife had bathed and changed their clothes, it was past midnight.

Xie Zhiyun was so sleepy that he had to close his eyes as soon as he lay down on the bed.

However, the next moment, she suddenly opened her eyes and looked at the man beside her.

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Wei Ji looked at her lazily with his long hair loose.

Xie Zhiyun glanced at him, and Wei Ji felt it was funny, so he made a gesture to lie down together.

Sure enough, what was waiting for him was not the bed to move away from, but a coquettish reprimand.

"Go back to your wing," Xie Zhiyun snorted, "I'm going to sleep."

Sitting on the edge of the bed, Wei Ji took a deep look at her, seeing that she was indeed too sleepy to keep her eyes open, but he didn't bother her anymore, he just got up and said, "I'm very sad for my husband."

While walking lightly, he said in a low voice: "When will Madam half the bed be allocated?"

After saying this, there was silence behind him, Wei Ji turned his head to look, and saw her lying flat on the bed, with a calm face and a slender figure, she had already fallen asleep.

This young lady is so well-behaved when she sleeps.

Wei Ji shook his head, extinguished all the candles in the room, and then left the main room.

After a night of silence, Xie Zhiyun woke up in the morning of the next day amidst the chirping of birds.

She opened her eyes bewilderedly, only the wisteria patterns on the green gauze curtain could be seen. She lay quietly for a long time before she fully woke up.

In the lonely morning, only the singing of birds is clear and pleasant to the ear.

But Xie Zhiyun's heart was silent, neither the comfort of a good night's sleep nor the joy of a new day. At this moment, she suddenly realized that after this lingering night, she had not fallen asleep.

There was no dream all night, she dreamed nothing and saw nothing.

Xie Zhijun clenched his fists, as if venting his anger, and punched hard on the bed.

The sound of "bang" woke up Mu Yun who was dozing outside the door.

Mu Yun hurried into the room, she hurriedly walked through the outside room, bypassed the screen, and came all the way to the bedroom.

"Miss, are you awake?"

Mu Yun asked softly.

Xie Zhiyun was a little discouraged just now, she even had some helpless fantasies, thinking that the previous two dreams were her hallucinations, but in fact she had never had those dreams.

Any foretelling, any future, and any dreams are all her empty dreams.

In this way, Wei Ji will not die, the Wei family and Xie family will not be defeated, and the eight states will still be able to sing and dance, and the peace will last forever.

But at this moment, when her eyes fell on the scar on Muyun's neck, all the illusions were instantly shattered.

That's not her fantasy, that's what she saw in her dream, the real future.

Xie Zhiyun sat on the bed in a daze, leaning on the soft pillow, suddenly a little confused.

If this method doesn't work, she can't think of how else to fall asleep.

Is it not enough once?Or are they too close together?This illusory dream made her confused, and she couldn't find a way at all.

Xie Zhiyun let out a long sigh.

Mu Yun saw that she was frowning, and she hadn't said a word since she woke up, so she turned around and took pear soup, and fed her to moisten her mouth.

Although she was timid and timid, she was extremely careful and careful. At this moment, she comforted softly: "Miss, is something difficult? If you are worried, you can talk to Zhao Yu and Nanny, talk and ask more, maybe you will have new ideas .”

Under Mu Yun's comfort, Xie Zhiyun finally settled down.

If she shrinks back when encountering things, she is no longer the eldest lady of the Xie family. Xie Zhiyun's eyes refocused and gathered into a cluster of bright light.

"You're right," Xie Zhijun held Mu Yun's hand, "There are no difficult problems in this world, as long as you work hard, you can always solve them."

Xie's family is not about to fall immediately, and Wei's family is not going to fall overnight. Wei Ji is still alive, and her father-in-law is still alive. As long as she finds a way and tries more, she will always find a way.

Even if she can't dream like that again, she will always pay attention to avoid all the risks she will encounter.

Do your best and know the destiny, that's all.

Xie Zhiyun settled down and said, "Let's have breakfast."

Mu Yun smiled shyly. She helped Xie Zhijun get dressed, and her smile became clearer.

"Miss, it's snowing, why don't you have breakfast at Jian Ya Ting?"

Xie Zhiyun was a little surprised: "Why is it snowing now?"

After all, she remembered the conversation with Wei Ji last night, and couldn't help feeling worried again.

"If it's Luoxue, what should the refugees do?"

Mu Yun said: "Mama said that this year's year is not good. Zhengdan has already passed, and the first month is out, but it is snowing at this moment. But miss, don't worry, this spring snow is not thick, only a thin layer, except for the colder weather. It's all right."

Because of this weather, the clear snow in spring cannot form a thick layer of snow on the roofs and streets, except that it will be colder for three to five days, but it will not cause any serious problems to ordinary people.

Only refugees, life is really sad.

Xie Zhiyun breathed a sigh of relief, she smiled again, and said: "Let's have breakfast first, and when the breakfast is finished, I will visit my mother-in-law to see how she is doing today."

Muyun saluted, went out to give an order, and came back to serve her to wash and lock her hair.

By the time Xie Zhijun ate his breakfast in Jianya Pavilion, the sky was already bright. The new spring snow was not heavy, it was only pattering, like spring rain, and it would melt in a short while when it fell on the ground.

The weather is not so cold that you can shake your hands, so the snow will gradually melt away and will not freeze.

Seeing that the snow condition was not serious, Xie Zhiyun was completely relieved.

She said to Zhao Yu who was by her side: "Let Yu Yu send a message to my uncle in a while, asking when I will go to Yongfeng warehouse."

Zhao Yu nodded in agreement, and said again: "Nurse has already prepared the ceremony, and you can bring it when Miss goes to Rongjingtang later."

Xie Zhiyun looked at the gift list and saw that Mammy Jia was thoughtful and had everything, so he smiled and said, "Everything at home depends on Mama, so you should learn more when you have time, Mama is old after all. , you can’t tire her old man with everything.”

The two masters and servants were talking, another boy Xie Xin brought from her mother's house quickly stepped forward, and said with a pale face: "Miss, just now Uncle Zhong ordered someone to deliver a letter, and the master of the Taoist family had a quarrel with the young master again. The young master was beaten up yesterday, and he has been locked up in the ancestral hall for a day without rice water."

Xie Zhiyun's complexion changed suddenly, she got up in a hurry, and accidentally bumped her right leg against the stone table, causing her to hiss.

Zhao Yu hurriedly helped her up: "Miss, don't worry."

How could she not be in a hurry!
Xie Zhiyun took a breath, and then said to Zhao Yu: "Immediately inform the mother, and arrange another carriage, I want to go home."

After finishing speaking, she continued: "Muyun stays to look after the house, you go and report this matter to your mother-in-law, you don't need to hide it, and you also send it as a present to apologize for me and my mother-in-law."

Several people dispersed immediately, Xie Zhijun called another little maid, Cui'er, and asked her to follow him back to the main room to change clothes.

Xie Xin followed to the outside of the main room, stood behind the carved door, and said in a low voice: "Miss, Uncle Zhong didn't say clearly what the reason for the conflict between the Patriarch and the Young Master was, but this time there was a lot of commotion, even a few side branches The clan elders also came forward to mediate."

"Uncle Zhong had no choice but to send someone to invite Miss."

The elders of the Pangzhi tribe all came forward, and the matter was indeed not small.

Xie Zhiyun frowned and said: "I see, you go to see the carriage and prepare the simple salutes. In addition, you can find more and let him bring a message to my uncle."

Xie Zhiyun acted resolutely, but in no time she was ready for the ceremonies to return home. Mother Jia, Zhao Yu, Xie Xin and Xiao Zhong followed her, and there was also a team of soldiers from Su Guogong's mansion.

From Yezhou to Langhuan, it takes half a day's journey. It takes about an hour to ride a horse, and an hour and a half to ride a carriage. Xie Zhiyun knows how to do things, and will not be shy and not let others follow.

The government soldiers were there to protect her, not to monitor her.

The carriage soon got on the road, and Xie Zhiyun was unavoidably upset along the way.

Sitting next to her, Grandma Jia was peeling oranges for her, seeing her frowning, she comforted her gently.

"Miss, the Patriarch and the young master are arguing every day. Now that Miss is away from home, there is no one to persuade the father and son, so it is impossible."

Xie Zhiyun paused, looked up at Nanny Jia: "What does Nanny mean?"

Grandma Jia thought for a while and said, "Miss, the young master is sixteen now, right?"

Xie Zhixing is three or four years younger than Xie Zhiyun, and he is sixteen years old, but he has always been stubborn and has a perverse temperament, so Xie Zhiyun still treats him as a child.

Now being mentioned by Grandma Jia, and she is also newly married, Xie Zhiyun immediately understood what Grandma Jia meant.

"But..." Xie Zhiyun was a little hesitant, "But everyone in my family can only get married after graduating from ethnology. With Ah Xing's temper, he never wants to study hard, how can he graduate?"

The century-old Xie clan has strict clan rules, even the direct descendants of the patriarch cannot escape the clan rules, they have to live within the crucified frame.

"This guy is too ignorant." Xie Zhiyun cursed.

Grandma Jia smiled: "The family rules are strict, and the children in the family are also very obedient, and they are all obedient, so so far there has been no one who has failed to graduate."

"But the young master is different. He is extremely intelligent, but he doesn't have the heart to read, read, and preach the scriptures. Therefore, he has been unable to complete his studies. It's not that he can't, but he doesn't want to."

"If you don't finish your studies all the time, is it true that the clan elders still let the patriarch give birth to the eldest son and never marry?"

Grandma Jia only favors Xie Zhiyun, but puts it on others, but she is sharp and sharp, and refuses to spare a word.

"Those old things are all respectable. Even if you give them 1 guts, it's not easy to slap the face of the Patriarch. They will always give an explanation in the end."

"If that's the case, it's better to take a look at the young master first. If there is an intelligent young lady who agrees with the young master, maybe the young master will change his heart."

Grandma Jia is here: "Young people, you don't know what love is for the first time. Once you know what love is, you will be sensible immediately."

Xie Zhiyun listened quietly to Jia Nanny's words, and after a while, the anxiety in her heart eased.

She looked down at the string of pearls on her wrist, and smiled softly: "Where can I find such a good lady."

Mammy Jia changed the subject and looked at Xie Zhiyun with admiration.

"Yeah, where can I find such a good young lady? If everyone is like a young lady, there will be a harmonious family in the world."

Xie Zhiyun couldn't help laughing after being teased by her.

Amidst her laughter, the carriage stopped in front of Langhuan Xie's gate.

There is a simple plaque on the tall lintel with only two characters written on it.

Xie House.

A gust of wind blows, bringing fine snowflakes. In the silent snowflakes, Xie Zhijun saw the familiar door.

The gate tower is mottled, engraved with time, the plaque is simple and sharp.

The middle door of the vermilion gate is wide open, and inside is a Shoushan stone soaring into the sky.

The clumps of paulownia block the brilliance and glory of the entire family, only a corner of the cornice leaks out between the branches.

That is the accumulation of a century-old clan.

That is Langhuan Xie.

(End of this chapter)