cloud temple phoenix hairpin

Chapter 1

Chapter 1

"Girl, my uncle will be back in a few days, and there will be news at that time. Girl, wait a little longer..."

It has been four years since she married into Jingyonghou's mansion, and when there is no one around, Chunyuan always calls her "girl" habitually.Seeing her as if she had never heard of her, her eyes just stared straight at the azure gold-woven tent on the top, one hand was exposed under the moon-white goldfish play algae brocade quilt, the quilt made her thinner and paler, and the veins on the back of the hand were clearly visible , felt a soreness in his heart, but tried his best to hold back on his face, he held it back and put it back in the quilt, the tentacles felt cold and stiff.

"Chunyuan, my parents..."

Ming Yu slightly pursed her lips, as if she had exhausted her whole body's strength to utter these few words, but in the blink of an eye, she disappeared like a broken zither.

"It's better for a girl to take care of her body than anything else. The master and wife have spirits in the sky. If I know that you are humiliating yourself like this, I will feel sad."

Ming Yu didn't answer, but closed her eyelids slightly.

Seeing that her voice was getting quieter, Chunyuan gently covered her head with the quilt, put down the curtain, held her breath and went outside the door, and saw the little girl Xunlu standing on the porch in a daze, her hands were empty, she dragged her for a few steps , and then reprimanded in a low voice: "Didn't I tell you to boil medicine, what are you doing standing here?"

Xun Lu was blamed by her, her eyes were red, and she argued: "I went to the kitchen, but Mama Li said that Aunt Mei was diagnosed with happiness a few days ago, and she couldn't smell the smell, and she had to cook soft bird's nest porridge on the small stove, for fear of being caught by grandma. The smell of boiled medicine is gone. Tell me to go later."

Chun Yuan was so angry that her hands trembled slightly, she scolded: "What kind of heartless person, so heartless and ungrateful. It's only been a while, one by one is trampled to death like this, I'll go find the eldest lady..."

"My aunt, please calm down! The eldest lady is not in good health now, you go to find it, and it's just a few reprimands, maybe you will drag the girl down, she is the one who made the noise..."

Chunyuan turned her head and saw that it was Zhou's mother who had spoken.

Like her, Zhou's mother was married with Mingyu from Jiangzhou in the south of the Yangtze River.

"Mom, girl, she is getting weaker and weaker. The kitchen today is called dragging, and it will definitely be the same tomorrow. If the medicine order continues to delay like this..."

Mother Zhou sighed, looked at the closed door more than a dozen steps away, and sighed: "After all my thinking, I never thought that Rongyin Hall would suffer such a catastrophe. I heard that even the ground was pulled out, dug Looking for buried silver three feet... The wall fell down and everyone pushed it. The girl was married for a few years, and the uncle treated the girl coldly. The disease is gone, who knows how to know the cold and the warm now? It’s just that we old people can’t let go of the kindness of the old lady. Don’t go looking for the old lady. I will tell my Wang Sheng to go out and hold a tube When the stove came in, it was set up in this courtyard to make medicine for the girl, and it saved a lot of hustle and bustle there."

Chun Yuan bit her lips tightly, with a look of unwillingness, but for a long time she only said good things.Mother Zhou turned around and left in a hurry.

Although the few people in the yard spoke softly, in such a quiet afternoon, even the sound of the black-headed mynah flapping its wings hanging in the corridor could be clearly heard, which naturally fell intermittently into the ears of Ming Yu who had not yet fallen asleep.

She struggled a little, but felt that it was difficult to even turn over. The strength in her body was like the cocoon thread, which was stripped away one by one, and now there is no more left.

There is an old sky above, and there is Rongyin Hall below. It has not rained for three years, and the old grain has exceeded ten thousand stones. This is the Ruan family in the south of the Dazhao Kingdom.

The five generations of the Ruan family have been in business. It is said that the first generation, Ruan Houde, was originally a farmer with only a few acres of Susukida in his family. In the fourth generation, when Ming Yu's grandfather was in charge of the family business, the family property increased greatly, and shops opened all over the north and south.

Ming Yu clearly remembered that her deepest impression when she was a child was that every spring, the shopkeepers and brokers of shops from all over the country came to Jiangzhou to pay their bills.The east chamber was lit with high-quality silver charcoal, and the heating was overwhelming. The grandfather looked at the account books, and the father stood by the assistant, and the abacus in the account room was crackling.And in this half a month, the house will be very lively, and her house will be full of precious things collected from all over the place, as happy as New Year's Eve.

The Ruan family has been doing business well for generations. Starting from the great-grandfather, the family's ethos of being proud and extravagant has been followed down.The Rongyin Hall of the ancestral home has been expanded several times, and the pool, pavilion and garden are deep and winding. To enter the middle hall, you have to go through five or six doors. The interior is extremely luxurious.The eight lions at the gate of Yimen are not stone carvings, but were cast out of silver lumps by the great-grandfather according to the instructions of Mr. Fengshui. They said that they can stabilize Fengshui and keep the blessings of the Ruan family from generation to generation. When Mingyu's father, Ruan Hongtian, the silver lions were dusty and dark , covered with moss, people who don't know it will think it is a stone.

During the few years from Mingyu's 11 years old to her 16-year-old marriage, Emperor Zhengde visited Jiangzhou in the south of the Yangtze River several times, and they all stayed in the Yiyuan of Rongyintang.In order to please Zhengde and perform an excerpt that is popular in central Beijing, my father paid a lot of money to acquire the most prestigious opera troupe in central Beijing. He set up a large number of costumes and utensils, and spent [-] yuan to rehearse.When the emperor arrived, there was a big banquet. After some hospitality, another [-] yuan was spent. When the emperor was respectfully sent away, the ashes and candle tears that were swept away had to be counted with stones.Zhengde rewarded Ruan's family generously and gave them many clothes, which made people in the south of the Yangtze River envious.The father also offered the things given by the emperor as treasures in the middle hall. He was very happy, but he didn't know that the ivory burned his body and the tree attracted the wind.

Two years ago, Emperor Zhengde passed away, and the situation changed suddenly. It was not the crown prince who succeeded him, but the third prince who had never been noticed before.At that time, there were war disasters on the border, droughts in several provinces, and the state treasury was stretched. The new emperor planned to take advantage of the corrupt officials. His confidant ministers knew his thoughts and pushed the Ruan family to the new emperor for fear of harming himself.It should also be that the Ruan family's vitality is exhausted. In the past, Emperor Zhengde took care of the emperor and the prince when he took the prince to the south of the Yangtze River several times. Although he respected the three princes, he was not as attentive as he was for the prince. root cause.Knowing that the Ruan family is a big piece of meat, they are naturally persuaded now.It's just that the Ruan family has done good deeds for generations and opened a porridge shop Yuyingtang. During this drought, they donated ten thousand taels of silver. The popularity was very good, and they had nowhere to start. official position.

The Ruan family was a merchant, following the ancestral precepts of the great great-great-grandfather Ruan Houde, and his descendants were not allowed to be officials.After a hundred years, I have enjoyed the prosperity of the world, but I have never tasted the taste of being an official, and sometimes I even have to look at the faces of officials.After some hesitation, Ruan Hongtian finally accepted the official position under the guidance of some clansmen and a royal family in Jiangzhou, and the whole family celebrated.A year later, he donated a large sum of money for the border war as military pay, and was promoted to Jiangnan Daotai.

The Jiangnan river industry and salt business has always been a bottomless pit of deficits, collusion between government and businessmen, Ruan Hongtian knew the benefits, but he couldn't resist the temptation of promotion, so he took office readily, within half a year, Yu Shi impeached Ruan Hongtian for being greedy for money, stupid, and lying to others for his close relationship with the emperor. Wearing the imperial gift to show off to others, and accused him of corruption and other crimes.The new emperor was furious, and personally wrote Zhu Bian to dismiss him for investigation and put him in prison, so the Hulala Building collapsed overnight.

Ming Yu covered her eyes in pain.

Six months ago, her father was beheaded, her mother hanged herself in the middle hall, her younger brother, who was less than ten years old, was sent to the frontiers, and all the women and servants in the family were confiscated into the government as slaves.It is said that there are silver pieces hidden in the mezzanine of the building of Rongyin Hall, and the silver cellar was dug deep underground, so after it was destroyed, the ground was dug three feet.The Ruan family in the south of the Yangtze River, which ran for the fifth generation, was completely overturned just like that.

These news were all she heard in bits and pieces from the people in each house later.At the foot of the emperor in Jingyonghou's mansion, there are thousands of mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River.She is a weak woman who has completely lost her trust and is not favored by her husband. Even if she was married with a lot of red makeup, what use is she now in this sea-deep lord's family?
Her eyes hurt so much, she raised her hand with difficulty, and saw that she was as thin as a stick, her nails were covered with a layer of ashes that seemed to be about to die.

Ming Yu opened her eyes again, feeling dazed for a while.

Her last memory was Chun Yuan's heart-piercing cry, and she felt relaxed like never before, as another self seemed to float away from her body, and was rising in the emptiness.

She thought she was dead.I didn't expect to wake up again.

She let out a long breath, her eyes habitually looking at the curtain above her head.

This is not the azure and gold-woven tent she has been looking at for four years, but a peach-pink water-pattern light tent with a bunch of brocade knots hanging in the middle.

This is impossible.Even if she was moved from the bed in a coma, it is impossible for such a colored curtain to appear in the third room of Jingyonghou Mansion.The third wife, Anshi, her mother-in-law, went there at the end of last year. Her daughter-in-law is still in her filial piety, so no one will set up such a tent for her.

She moved her neck, and was a little surprised to find that her strength seemed to have recovered after waking up, and she was no longer as powerless as before when she was on the verge of death.

Ming Yu sat up slowly, her body was slippery and cool, she looked down and saw that the couch was covered with a gray lake green mat woven with asparagus grass, as soft and smooth as spring waves.Looking around, the six couplet windows on the south wall are covered with water-blue soft gauze curtains, which look ethereal like light smoke. There is a picture of spring travel in the middle, and the ground is covered with lichens with plum patterns woven with purple and yellow bamboo silk.A nanmu flower stand is erected in the corner, and Su Xinlan grows on a white stone flowerpot.

This is clearly Yilulou, her boudoir in Jiangnan Rongyin Hall before she left the pavilion.The picture of Xiaoxiang was still painted by herself when she was ten years old, copying the original painting of Dong Rui, a great landscape master of the dynasty, and she was satisfied with it, so she framed it and hung it up.She recognized it immediately.

As if in a dream, her heart was beating violently, and she couldn't help but lifted the quilt, leaned over and saw a pair of apricot-colored children's embroidered shoes on her feet, and subconsciously glanced at her feet, only then was she stunned.

Her feet were less than half the length of a palm.Stretching out her hand, it was also a girl's hand, white and tender, with a few small whirlpools on the back of the hand.

Ming Yu couldn't believe her eyes, and ran barefoot towards the half-length mirror standing on the dressing table, a girl's face was reflected in the mirror.Equal eyebrows and bangs, phoenix eyes and peach cheeks.

She stared blankly at the girl in the mirror, and the girl in the mirror stared back at her blankly.

Time has turned back for her.

Since waking up, Ming Yu locked herself in the room of Yilu Building and did not go any further.At night, when everything around the small building fell silent, and the big girls Chunyuan and Qiaoqin who were serving close to her also fell asleep outside, and only the chirping of summer insects outside the window was left in her ears, she shed tears, broke down, and continued to cry. Cry, and then break.I don't know how many times she repeated it, in the darkness, finally she finally laughed silently.

God was merciful and gave her a chance to do it all over again, going back to ten years ago.

In this life, since she already knows many unknown things in the past, she must use all her strength to let her father hide his light, keep Rongyin Hall from being dug into the ground, let her mother live in peace, and let her younger brothers and sisters have their own lives. Place.In this life, she no longer wants to sing the wind and make snow, nor is she known as a talented woman, nor will she easily confide in a ruthless man.

Picking lotuses in the south of the Yangtze River, fish playing in lotus fields.She just wants the years to be ordinary and quiet, just like the sounds of the painting boats wandering by on the Honghe River in Jiangzhou every day, and she will be idle for a long time.

She still has ten years, but compared with Rongyin Hall's hundreds of years of inheritance, these ten years are too short.

(End of this chapter)