Yutai Bi

Chapter 8 A Sigh

Mrs. Li used to wear such bright clothes and the exquisite nobile that her husband specially bought for her, and went out on the Dragon Boat Festival affectionately.At that time, she was in such a happy mood that she gave the little girl she bought a delicate five-drug purse, hoping that she could share her happiness.He was only 27 years old, a brilliant age, but he was killed by a cold.

Cen Sanniang feels at a loss about her future.

The capital city of Chang'an seems to be the Chang'an with a population of one million in history.Datang seems to be the prosperous Tang Dynasty with Hu Feng at its peak, cultural and economic prosperity unprecedented, and the least restraint on women.The name of the first emperor is the Tang Taizong who started the rule of Zhenguan in history, and it is Tang Gaozong who is the emperor now.

However, the current empress is not the poor Wang family who was framed by the Wu family and deposed as a commoner, but the noble Qinghe Cui family.Emperor Gaozong never had a favored Empress Wu Zhaoyi by his side.

Without Empress Zetian, would there still be Princess Taiping and Princess Gaoyang?Will there be Yang Yuhuan, one of the four beauties, in future history?The specious Datang made Cen Sanniang suspect that she was in a dream.She looked all over the sky, and after a long silence, she gave herself a soft mouthful: eat salty carrots and worry less.

She couldn't see history clearly, and she wasn't crazy enough to rush to the Ganye Temple thousands of miles away to find a little nun of the Wu family who was a monk in the palace to make friends with her.What she has to worry about is that according to local customs, women can get married when they are fifteen years old, and they will be married at the latest.

Datang was extremely tolerant of women, allowing women to handle household registration independently and establish female households.But Sifang adopted an heir, and the way she wanted to establish a female household was cut off by Sanfang.Sanfang wished she could get rid of her sooner. In two or three years at most, she would have to marry blindly.God knows what kind of marriage the cousin will find for her.

Let you marry a strange man, sleep in the same bed, take good care of him and take good care of his mother.Not to mention cooking, tailoring and being a full-time nanny, you still have to say yes, yes, yes to bringing a concubine home, it’s great to open up branches and leaves for your husband!We two will be good sisters from now on... Even though we want to be kicked away, we have to pretend to be virtuous and virtuous.The breath held in my chest will last a lifetime.

Cen Sanniang didn't feel discouraged when she thought of this.At first she thought about dying.Reincarnation, it was transferred to the sick Cen Sanniang three years ago, who knows what fate will be in the next life, maybe the bet is right?
If the matter does not fall on their own head, no one will know the truest reaction.

Cen Sanniang looked at the high beams at night, imagining herself dangling with her tongue out dangling from a white cloth scarf, and that night she had a nightmare.

She was doing needlework during the day, glanced at the sharp-edged scissors, and accidentally poked her finger with an embroidery needle, and shivered in pain.Thinking of the size of the scissors, how painful it would be to poke into the chest?Immediately dismissed the idea.

Looking at the white wall in the yard again, before she could try it, Qiu Yun from the fourth old man's courtyard next door hit a pillar and committed suicide.

Seeing with her own eyes a reed mat carried and thrown to the mass grave, Cen Sanniang's mind jumped out of the dark night, wild dogs gnawed on the corpse, and so on.From then on, I dispelled all thoughts of committing suicide, and settled down to live a good life.

Recalling the mood at that time, Cen Sanniang couldn't help but let out a sigh.I'm not living well now.Sadness for the Spring and Autumn is really undesirable, not only does it not help, but it also adds to the troubles.

Baicao misunderstood this sigh.Biting her lips, she was a little sad: "Is the third lady worried that there will be no new clothes for the dragon boat? The white butterfly clothes were washed and torn by the slaves, and my mother mended a butterfly, so I can't see it at all..."

Baicao stopped suddenly.She remembered one thing in frustration.Last year's Dragon Boat Festival dinner, Cen Sanniang wore the hundred-disc dress.Afterwards, the old lady of the third room was furious, and called the eldest lady to scold her severely.

(End of this chapter)