Linglong

Chapter 9

Back in Jinshizhai, Mrs. Yu was holding a magnifying glass to concentrate on studying the decorations on the bronze tripod. After hearing about the purpose of the messenger, he just said, "So that's it." His eyes did not leave the complicated and beautiful phoenix bird. pattern.Uncle Yu knew that the imperial court was hunting for King Chen's remnants, so he smiled lightly, with a hint of sarcasm flashing in his eyes.

"Is it fun?" He asked Linglong gently.

Linglong thought for a while, "It's like listening to books, it can be regarded as a pastime."

Uncle Yu smiled, "So, did my daughter listen to a story told by an official today? It's a lot of fun."

"Isn't it?" Linglong nodded obediently.

It's really fun, like watching a sketch.However, the ticket price is very expensive, and my uncle's pocket expenses for a year are gone.

Erye Yu made fun of it by telling the story about the hollow inside the pearl hairpin and the treasure map in the middle. Uncle Yu couldn't help but smile when he heard this.Linglong sighed at the wooden box, "Who would have thought that a pearl hairpin sent here as an extra head would have such an extraordinary origin? Opening the door to King Chen's tomb is all up to you." Second Master Yu is serious, " 'Rich and rich Taobai, rich and rich Chengluo, good at Tongling in the mountains, and a golden cave in his family', just around the corner." Uncle Yu and Linglong both felt happy and smiled pleasantly.

Linglong's trip to Jinshizhai was very fruitful: she booked Zhongdingwenxianzhang with her grandfather, got a beautiful pearl hairpin, broadened her horizons, listened to storytelling, and gained great spiritual enjoyment.

Not worth it.

Linglong bid farewell to her grandfather, father, and uncle, and went back to the inner courtyard.It was already the beginning of noon, and Mrs. Yu was already preparing lunch in her room. Mrs. Qiao, Mrs. Guan, Jingjia, and Mrs. Jingxi were all there, surrounded by Mrs. Yu like a moon. It's more complete.

"The old lady asked you to come over, what's the matter?" Old lady Yu asked with concern.

Linglong said: "For some reason, I talked about bronze inscriptions with my father, and made a nonsense talk. After hearing what my father said, my grandfather thought I wanted to learn it, so he called me over to ask. Knowing that I only mentioned it occasionally, it's fine. "

Hearing that the old lady called Linglong over just to ask questions, Old Madam Yu felt relieved and said with a smile, "It's because of this that I dare to be sympathetic, but it made my grandmother worry for a long time. She thought there was something wrong." Linglong hurriedly apologized, "It's my fault that made grandma worry." Old lady Yu said happily, "What's the matter? Which family's grandfather doesn't worry about his grandchildren?"

Jing Xi was listening, eyes wide open, "Bronze inscriptions? That's very difficult to learn. Third sister, you are very wise. That knowledge itself is extremely difficult, and there is no benefit in learning it. Poems and songs If you have attainments, you can still get the name of a talented woman, so what is the use of learning bronze inscriptions? Do you want others to treat you as an old pedant?"

Jingjia smiled reservedly, "Although it's difficult, grandpa wants to teach you. Don't you think it's a pity for the third sister? If it were me, no matter how difficult it was, I would still be willing to learn from grandpa for such an ancient and elegant script. .”

"I don't know why, I've become lazy recently." Linglong said with some embarrassment.

It's better to be a lazy person, you don't have to run around all day long, you don't have to be full of calculations, it's simple and pure.

"Getting lazy?" Jing Jia and Jing Xi's gazes coincided with each other, and they all fell on Linglong.

"It's good to be lazy, it's good to be lazy." Qiao looked at Linglong with gentle eyes, "Long'er is still a child, why do you need to read thousands of books? It is serious to take care of your body.

Old Madam Yu frowned slightly when she heard Qiao Shi's words, and said in her heart: "You spoil the child so much!" Although she was dissatisfied, she saw that Linglong had just recovered from her illness, and her small face was only the size of a palm, so she didn't have the heart to say anything.

While talking, the maid came in to report, "The Heqinghou Mansion in the capital sent someone to send a gift to say hello, and a letter to the eldest lady." Present the gift list and letter.Mrs. Guan took the gift list and looked at it. Seeing that it was full of silk and satin cloth, she smiled and told Mrs. Yu, "...they are all exquisite things from the south of the Yangtze River, and they are made with great care. Madam's handwriting."

Qiao Shi is the youngest daughter in her natal family. She has a brother and a sister. Her elder brother, Qiao Siqi, has been an official for many years and is now the Minister of the Taipu Temple. Mrs. Tai is still alive, Song Yong and his elder brother Song Zhi, Marquis of Heqing, have not separated.Therefore, Qiao Sirou sent someone to give gifts to pay his respects, under the banner of Heqinghou Mansion.

Qiao opened the letter and read it, and said with a smile: "My sister hasn't returned to Ning for many years, and will return to visit her relatives soon."

Like the Yu family, the Qiao family lived in Shuntian Mansion for generations, and Qiao Sirou has never returned to her natal family since she married in the capital.At this time, I have to go back to my hometown to visit my relatives.

"It's a wonderful thing for the sisters to reunite." Mrs. Yu and Mrs. Guan both laughed.

Jing Jia and Jing Xi also congratulated Qiao.

Linglong smiled, "I'll see my aunt soon! Mom, I've never seen my aunt before, does she look like you?" Qiao smiled softly, "Mother doesn't think so. But, After we meet, Long'er can see for herself, okay?" Linglong nodded repeatedly.

"Speaking of the Song family, I think of the famous Yan..." Mrs. Guan has been the housekeeper for these years, and her words have always been secretive, but after she said this sentence, she realized something was wrong and hurriedly paused.

Qiao's coughed lightly, redness appeared on her cheeks that were as crystal clear as ice and snow, "Long'er, there are a few crab claw orchids blooming just right in the greenhouse in the backyard, do you want to go and have a look?" Linglong heard this. He wanted to get rid of his intentions, so he obediently agreed: "I want to." Mrs. Qiao breathed a sigh of relief, Mrs. Guan looked at Mrs. Yu with an inquiring look, and seeing Mrs. Yu's silent nod, she hurriedly said, "Xiaojia Xiaoxi is going too, and the three sisters will be companions." Linglong stood up behind Jingjia and Jingxi, said goodbye to the old lady, Qiao Shi, and Guan Shi, walked around the screen, and went out the back door.

Just after going out the back door, the three sisters quickly looked at each other, stood on tiptoe in a tacit understanding, and walked back lightly.After reaching the screen, the three of them looked through the gap and pricked up their ears to eavesdrop.

Mrs. Yu, Mrs. Qiao, and Mrs. Guan were talking about the Heqinghou Mansion. The three sisters were listening, and they felt extremely strange when they looked at each other.

It turned out that Song Yong, He Qinghou's younger brother, had been engaged when he was young, and his fiancée was not Qiao Sirou, but Yan Yunqing, the daughter of Master Yan, Minister of Rites.The Song and Yan families have known each other for many years and know each other very well. They are very satisfied with this marriage.

Mr. Yan is an upright official, but he is a bit rigid. He often remonstrates with the late emperor, and his words are not euphemistic, so the late emperor doesn't like him.Prince Annan came to congratulate him from afar, and the first emperor personally received him, and decreed that the etiquette of the congratulations should be handled by Minister Yan.Instructing Prince Annan on court etiquette, music and dance, banquets, etc., are all handled by Yan Shilang.When the Jiaofang Secretary was performing a dance, a musician suddenly fell to the ground and foamed at the mouth. This was a very disappointing thing, and it was also a shameful thing. The late emperor's face sank like water.

After the congratulations, the first emperor ordered Yan Shilang to be imprisoned, angrily saying that he would be severely punished.

Yan Shilang's wife died early, and there is only one son and one daughter under his knees. The daughter is Yan Yunqing, who is 16 years old. The son is still young, only ten years old, and he is still an ignorant child.Faced with this accident, Yan Yunqing, a twenty-eight-year-old girl, cried for a while, then picked up a pen and wrote a letter of intercession for her father.The form stated that she was willing to atone for her father's sins, and was confiscated into Yeting as a palace slave, and she only asked the emperor to release her father and go home to raise her younger brother.

The words written in this letter of hers are sincere and very touching, the late emperor sighed after reading it, "the Yan family has a good girl, I will help her." Sure enough, Yan Yunqing was consigned to Yeting as a palace slave, and servant Yan was released. He was demoted to a common man and sent back to his original place.

In this way, Yan Yunqing became a well-known filial daughter in the world, and everyone praised her.

But no matter how much she was praised, she could no longer live a normal life, and wanted to enter Ye Ting as a lowly palace slave.It is impossible for her to fulfill the marriage contract, and it is impossible for her to marry Song Yong as scheduled when she was 16 years old.

Once this is not in the court, it is likely to be a lifetime.She didn't want to delay Song Yong, so she offered to withdraw the engagement.The second elder of the Song family was still alive back then, and she shed tears a few times for her, "Poor child!" He really didn't want to, but he had no choice but to agree to her and call off the marriage.

Yan Yunqing left sadly, and Song Yong, the youngest son of the Marquis, made an agreement with the Qiao family not long after, and married Qiao Sirou back home.After marriage, the two were in love. Qiao Sirou gave birth to two sons in four years, and He Qinghou and his wife were delighted from ear to ear.

When Qiao Sirou was holding the elder son in his arms and holding the younger son in his arms, Shi Lang Yan died of illness in his hometown.The servant of Yan was alive, but the first emperor thought he was annoying for being long-winded. After he died, the first emperor remembered his loyalty and integrity, so he showed mercy and pardoned Yan Yunqing and let her out of the palace.

Yan Yunqing is only 20 years old this year, she is still a young and beautiful woman, but she is already a well-known filial daughter.Everyone knows the story of her writing a letter to save her father. Many children from famous families proposed to her, hoping to marry her solemnly.A young talent from the Li family in Huining was particularly sincere, and proposed that Yan Yunqing could marry her younger brother together, and then set up her own family when the younger brother grew up.

If you agree to this marriage proposal, Yan Yunqing and her younger brother will be able to live a comfortable and smooth life from now on.

"Finally the end of all hardships has come." Everyone was happy for her.

To everyone's surprise, Yan Yunqing rejected this young talent's marriage proposal without hesitation.

After many seniors, relatives and friends asked her again and again, she finally said what was in her heart, "Mr. Song and I were engaged to be married. Once we have engaged, we will be born as Song family and die as Song ghosts. There is no reason to remarry." She will never marry for life. If she wants to marry, she can only marry Song Yong, and there will be no second one.

As soon as the words came out, there was another burst of praise, "Not only a filial daughter, but also a strong daughter!"

Yan Yunqing became even more famous.

"Is this the moral benchmark of this era?" Linglong sat on a small embroidered stool in a daze, taking a deep breath.

How unbelievable.

(End of this chapter)