Shao Song - Vol 2.4 Chapter 3

“Shao Song (!

“You should be filial to each other, and be kind to you. Be gentle and obedient, frugal and courteous. Don’t overflow or be arrogant, don’t slander or deceive. The old saying is the style, and you should keep it.”

“Although the child is not sensitive, dare not to accept it.”

This is the last sentence of the day when the Buddha blessed Ji Jin, the imperial court judge and her Yili answered. At the end of the ceremony, the second concubine congratulated, the second palm and praiser thanked, and the ministers were raised to congratulate, and the rest of the shifts congratulated, according to the usual style. The courtesy of Zhao Guan’s parents and daughters and Huan lasted for a whole day.

Foyou knew that his father actually didn’t like these complicated etiquettes. When the eldest mother (the Empress Dowager Zheng), who lived in a simple way, mentioned it to her dad specially, she and her sister, Shen Youan, sat quietly next to them and teased the parrot. She glanced quietly during the gap, and saw her father frowning subconsciously.

Fu Mu said that Jihua is one of the most important moments in every little lady’s life.

So she left the unintelligible little beasts, walked up to Daddy’s with the skirt, and asked, “Daddy, will you come with me and I?”

Daddy hugged her with a smile and said, “Why can’t you come.”

—This is promised, Foyou thought.

Later, Foyou performed the canonization ceremony and the descent ceremony. When she remembered this scene, she slowly felt that, in fact, she didn’t say that her father would also give her a tribute. Even if it doesn’t work, it’s because Daddy feels red tape, not because she doesn’t like her.

But the fifteen-year-old Foyou has never been sure. She seems to have been living in fear and anxiety, from childhood to adulthood, from north to south.

When people in Ouchi mentioned the three princesses headed by them, they all said that the eldest princess was elegant and condensed, the second princess was introverted and quiet, and the little princess was pure and Mingyi. Foyou wrote the twelve-character sentence on the paper, and when the big words came into view, he felt that she was saying that she was dignified, godly and weak, and Yiyou was innocent and lively.

Foyou felt very satisfied.

She is actually precocious. When she was just picked up at the age of five, she listened to the gossip of the older palace people around her, saying that the two princesses were suffering, but she might forget about it in the future, after all, she was still young.

Foyou embraced the gods, silently pretending to be asleep, thinking: how could he not remember, even the gods remember.

She doesn’t remember the days when she was in the palace, which is true. In her memory, only the aunt’s thin and powerful hands, Jiang Niang’s hoarse and gentle comforting words, and the desperate and sad expressions of the sisters and aunts. She and Shenyou watched the men with messy beard and hair come and go with the clear and lonely eyes that are unique to children, and listened to the sharp cry and swearing one after another. Gradually weakened, weeping obediently, until she could no longer make a sound.

Foyou actually didn’t know what they were doing, she only felt scared and horrified. At that time, the eldest sister was with her, crying while holding her and Shenyou tightly, murmured “no” and “no”.

She didn’t know what the eldest sister didn’t want, or whether the eldest sister was as scared as she was, or was afraid that she was scared. Later, the eldest sister just cried, but she couldn’t shed tears. Foyou hesitated for a long time, then whispered to the elder sister: “It’s okay, Foyou is not afraid.”

The eldest sister’s tears came out again. She pressed her face to her face and sadly taught her: “This is not right… Foyou! You should be scared!”

The eldest sister who taught her to be afraid finally really scared her that night.

Those guys broke into the coat yard, but abnormally, they didn’t look for others, and directly asked people and directed them at them. The eldest sister was crushed by the man to cry, and the auntie yelled hoarsely beside her: “She’s only eight years old! Eight…”

what’s the function? The auntie was beaten up, and then another man was pressed on. Those guys must be very heavy, so heavy that the aunt could not bear it, and took the broken pottery bowl pieces on the ground and plunged into the guy’s throat. So the chaos in the courtyard became a mess, and the aunt and Jiang did not move one by one like the man, and then the sisters and brothers did not move.

When the man was holding a blood-soaked knife and pointed at the youngest Foyou and Shenyou, he was finally drunk. She was vaguely heard voices: “There are only two little princesses left?”

Foyou slowly looked away and looked towards Shenyou. My sister’s eyes were straight and her face was dazed with horror.

The younger sister seemed to be frightened.

They live better than before.

She and her sister were moved into a separate small courtyard, and soon two older sisters moved in. It is said that they were originally from the palace who came to serve them.

Foyou quickly accepted these facts, and also accepted that people kept coming to this small courtyard to look at her and Shenyou, and curse a few words. Once, a person called the “four princes” happened to ran into the cursing man and scolded him. Since then, the courtyard has become much quieter. Before leaving, the fourth prince shook his head and looked at her with a sigh: “Your father…”

He didn’t finish his words, but Foyou was not curious, she just lowered her head and thought, the robe he was wearing looked really good, it must be very warm.

But the two palace people who called her and the gods “Your Highness” seemed to think that the word “your father” was extremely important, so they would tell her in a whisper that Dad was an official in the south, and he defeated the golden man. , He will take them home.

Foyou didn’t care about these, she just listened, remembered, and then smiled. She knew that the palace people liked this, and when she saw this smile, she would caress her braid with pity and embrace her, just like the old sisters and aunts. Until one time, the palace man said that he could live in this yard because of his father.

That daddy was really good, and Foyou responded to the palace man for the first time, and the **** blessed beside him bowed his head in a daze.

The palace man laughed, then sighed.

Daddy is really good.

Foyou quickly understood this fact. After she and Shinyou were sent back to Tokyo, as always, they adapted quickly. At first they lived in a big house, and soon they lived with Pan Niangniang. But she quickly realized who was the real master.

Fu Mu began to teach her etiquette poems, and the palace people told her the story of her father’s wise and martial arts. Foyou gradually understood that Dad was an official, the emperor who saved her and his sister, and saved billions of billions of people. She always felt that something was wrong, but she didn’t know whether to question it or not. She looked at God Blessing’s cowardly and introverted look, and slowly stopped struggling with questions.

—Some people say that Dad doesn’t like them.

Gossip is always endless. The official family doesn’t like her and the gods, the official family dislikes the fathers, brothers, wives and concubines who return from the north, the official family… In any case, the rumors are always directly or indirectly related to the father.

Foyou sometimes thinks too, is it true?

When my sister Yiyou was born, his father was so happy, and everyone said that this name was a symbol of official favor. As for Buddha and God? Who doesn’t know that the Zhao official’s most disrespectful of these gods and Buddhas, the gold powder has been scraped for military expenses.

Before my sister Yiyou was born, there was a matter of “Yiyoumen Tuogu” and the “War of Yaoshan”. At birth, she amnesty the world. As for Buddha and God? When they came back, the official family couldn’t bear to see them, and they entrusted them to the mansion of Uncle Wu. Their arrival symbolized the humiliation of Jingkang, and they were mixed with mourning that was close to a family of mourning.

Foyou has always been immersed in anxiety. At first, she was afraid that “Daddy” would be as ferocious as the guys she had met. Later, she realized that she was afraid that Daddy would really hate them. Then Yiyou was born. She knew that her worries had become true. Falsified—

Dad really loves Yiyou, but he is also very good to himself and Shenyou. He will be patient with her words, so that she will gradually forget the terrible memories printed in her mind; he will remember that he loves to read books, and never taboo whether she is watching “Zhen Guan Zheng Yao” or Fengyue Legend.

Foyou often thinks, daddy loves Yiyou, what about her and Godbless? She felt it was not love, but later she realized it was pity. Foyou didn’t understand this feeling at first, but it didn’t prevent her from taking advantage of her father’s pity to try little by little.

She likes to pull the gods and haunt her dad, she is afraid that dad will abandon them again-I don’t know if this “re” is because of her extremely small and vague memory, the wanderings of the North for several years, or the comparison of Yiyou, maybe both. . Foyou almost subconsciously made her father notice their existence, but she also had to admit that being with her father is always happier than being with Pan and Wu Niangniang.

Dad took them out of the palace to find food in accordance with the “Tokyo Dreaming Record” presented by Zhao Xianggong. On the way, Foyou asked quietly. Sometimes Daddy couldn’t answer, so he would turn his head to look at Yang Tongzhi. They all talk about Shengming Candles, but she always feels that Yang Tongzhi seems to know more than his father at this time. When his eyes light up, Yang Tongzhi will take a step back towards his father calmly.

Dad also took her to see the gunpowder with Shenyou and Yiyou, and Yiyou burst into tears with a bang, and Shenyou was panicked. But Foyou opened his eyes wide, and his attention drifted to Daddy. She felt that Daddy was proud of this, so she pulled on Daddy’s sleeve and asked why it was so loud. Daddy was really interested and talked a lot. Most of Foyou didn’t understand, and the back was even more confused, but she was still familiar with “Ah!” “Oh!” “That’s it!” Sometimes she glanced to the side inadvertently and always noticed Wu Niangniang holding a book. , The full face hesitated to speak again.

But life is not always pleasant.

Dad appointed Ying Xiang, that is, Yue Yun, as a consort. Yue Gong took the “loyal and loyal to the country” Dazhen to ride out of the Xuande Building and cross the imperial street. On the same day, everyone knew about these things. The palace people congratulated her kindly. She had been taught by Fu Mu for a few years. After reading some books, she knew what it meant, so she smiled gently and dignifiedly, but she was panicked.

Is Daddy tired of her? Why did she decide her “place” so early? Is this Yue Yun very vicious? I heard that people with ambitions are unwilling to be consorts, so is he an incompetent idler or will he resent himself?

—The most important thing is, will he treat himself like those guys do to aunts, sisters and aunts?

Foyou didn’t ask, she didn’t even show any signs of fear when she was in her seven or eighteen years, because it was Daddy’s decision, and Daddy was the official who rescued her back. She is the eldest sister, and she wants to be the eldest girl who fits the princess’s daddy best. But soon, there was another thing that Foyou worried about, and she immediately ignored it.

Out of touch.

There have been people talking about this all the time. Captives for the emperor, surrender for the ministers, humiliation for the wives, these people who deserved to die did not die, but were picked up again, and they were muttered. Only she and Shenyou were one or two years old when they went there, and they were only five years old when they returned. The birth mother, Aunt Niangniang and Jiang Niangniang were both in the north, and no one dared to mumble about the official daughter.

But this time, Foyou heard people say that his father was dissatisfied.

The Second Saint to the World can still be regarded as a memorial archway respectfully. Aristocratic families are but guests. They stayed in the Kingdom for half a year and are loyal. After the big house is delicious and delicious, even the people who wait on it are readily available.

And those people? Males were killed, women were humiliated, how many children who had nothing to worry about, became beggars after they lost their lives, how many women who were bereaved became prostitutes, and how many white-haired people watched their children and grandchildren die in front of them…why Ah? Is the father of the Zhao family the father of hundreds of people from the Zhao family? Is it the father of the clan, royal family, or eunuch? Shaoxing ZTE is the father of the common people of Li people!

What is there to complain about those Nangui concubines who keep crying? She, Buddha, God, watched her mother and sister being humiliated, what right did she have to be pityed?

Foyou didn’t know, Foyou finally couldn’t help it. Regardless of the imperial impunity, she sternly told Feng Erguan to take her to the place where father shot the arrow. She burst into tears at the dad who was shocked, and said intermittently I’m sorry.

—Sorry, did I deserve to die in the north?

The feelings in the words are seven points true and three points false, she is really frightened, and hate is really hate.

For the first time, Foyou would really hate her. She asked daddy in front of the squads and the nearby ministers who had not had time to retreat, what was right? Can the three, four, seven or eight-year-old dragon sons and phoenix grandsons commit suicide to be good? Aunt Niangniang and Jiang Niangniang are they perfect when they commit suicide at the beginning? Is it true that the thousands of women who were raised as canaries in the backyard of the two saints must be sympathetic to the top and to be sympathetic to the country? To what extent does it take to be tragic to be pityed uncompromisingly?

Dad was furious, and later Grand Official Lan purged the people in the inner palace, and Yang Tongzhi investigated the rumors.

Foyou finally asked his father, “Will you not want me and my second sister?”

Daddy leaned over and touched her hair bun, sighed slightly and said, “Why don’t you want it.”

For a moment, she thought of her sorrowful elder sister, and her tears fell silently but violently.

Since then, Foyou has become more and more like those beautiful rhetoric in the boudoir Fan Ganze. Both she and Shenyou are sensitive to other people’s emotions, but Shenyou is only cautiously restrained and avoided, but she tentatively uses it. She likes her big mother and Wu Niangniang more, but gradually she can listen to Wei’s mother and Pan Niangniang gossiping all afternoon, as if she is very interested.

Then, she also saw the legendary Yue Yun.

The empress and Fu Mu in the palace generally disagreed, and the officials on duty also had expressions of hesitation, but Dad said it was OK, and Foyou spent the afternoon with Yue Yun. She once asked her father, and he hesitated for a long time, saying that he is reliable and has martial arts.

But after seeing Foyou, he felt a little silly.

It’s not easy to see Yue Yun’s side. His father has been fighting all year round. When I first saw Yue Yun, it was still in the New Year. At that time, Foyou was more than seven or eight years old.

In fact, Foyou was vaguely anxious, so she went to the pavilion where Dad often stayed to wait for him. Daddy couldn’t help where they were going, so the pavilion was where Foyou most wanted to come, countless times she had quietly walked around by having fun, watching Daddy talk and act with the mates from a distance.

This person named Yue Yun was not as tall as Buddha You imagined. Foyou actually met the most famous handsome officials. Although he couldn’t tell which was bestowed by his father to serve the country with loyalty, he couldn’t find the youngest one as Pan Niangniang said— They look so powerful and mighty. And Yue Yun was only slightly shorter in stature, generally vigorous, and generally tanned.

Compared with Wu Niang’s maiden nephew, he is indeed less handsome and suave, but Foyou doesn’t care.

This is Daddy’s choice.

Foyou looked at him more anxious than himself, lowered his head, as if the face of the Hun family in the future would grow on the ground. She smiled, and gently invited him to the table, using tea to lead him to speak without a trace. Foyou didn’t know if it was this Yue Xiaodu who was too naive, or was afraid that her father was Zhao Guan’s family. For the first time, she felt as if she felt the feeling of father sitting here.

…But it seems to be different everywhere.

In fact, they didn’t say how long they had been together. When they left, Foyou paid back the money, seeing Yue Yun’s wheatish face showing a thin red. Surprisingly, she watched Yue Yun’s back and turned her head to ask the most upright little palace person next to her if he blushed. The palace person replied, “No.”

Suddenly, her heart jumped, and the little lady who said in the legends of Fengyue and poems and songs all said that she was pretty and blushed when she saw Lang Jun. However, she can’t be called Fen Nian Sheng Xia no matter what? Is she still the princess who meets expectations?

However, the future husbandman is not the handsome Takuyulang either.

“He is like a silly goose,” Foyou said to his enthusiastic father, “but he is black and strong.”

“How do you like it?”

Foyou thought to himself, like is to “make midnight for whom?”, but she still missed her father’s affection, the mood of God, and she still remembered the unfinished Han books, unfinished Journey to the West… it was worth it. There are so many things about her “little midnight”!

So she chose the most secure answer, and she said sweetly: “I like Daddy.”

Daddy showed that familiar and complicated look again, completely different from the pure joy of Yiyou, but it was generally good.

Foyou has rarely resisted Yiyou. She has found a good position for herself: the eldest sister. Therefore, she will not be as fragile as God You. She still fears the approach of strange servants because of the nightmares she once had. Nor will she worry about people like Yiyou, and hear the helpless noise of Fu Mu and the maidens from time to time. She will gently accompany her ignorant brothers, soothe Yiyou and Shenyou, and even tactfully remind Pan Niangniang not to be muddled when she can’t bear it.

But how should she treat the “homo”? Everyone said that the man who had given him “honesty and loyalty to serve the country” was favored by his daddy’s trust, and was the handsome minister who flogged the golden man. Foyou thought, then Dad also hoped that she and the horseman would be well.

She reads poems, and Yan Xiang’s words say “I want to send colored notes and rulers”. She also wants to write a ruler book. Many people send “the ruler book” to dad. When Foyou asked Pan and Niang Niang Wu, Niang Niang was shocked, so she asked her dad with the courage, and Daddy agreed.

It’s better to be daddy, as Foyou thought when he put up his pen. In fact, she didn’t have much to say. She was concentrating on Guan Guan for a long time, just briefly talked about the excitement that Dad took her three sisters outside the palace to see the excitement, and then asked Yue Yun to tell her about the war and his recent interesting things. The first reply was sent with his father’s secret note. After reading it, Foyou showed it to his father, and his father commented with interest: “It is like his father’s secret note.”

Gradually, Yue Yun seemed to let go, and talked more and more things, more and more trivial. Sometimes Buddha You can’t help but be a little surprised, and a little skeptical—really, don’t you just coax me with big talk? But it doesn’t matter. At best, the dumb goose just replaced his dad’s stick with a reprimand. She knew this when she asked her, but she didn’t know when she wrote back.

Foyou knew that Yue Yun wanted to go to the battlefield most, and, like his father, could also bring a big bunny back across the imperial street.

She didn’t have the feeling of “poor, no bones by the river, and still in the dream of a spring boudoir”, and it was impossible to “repent for her husband’s son-in-law to seek a title.” Foyou has seen too many bones and witnessed too many deaths. Shen Bless turned the nightmare into introverted and kind feelings over the years, and she turned the nightmare into hatred, which was carved in the bone marrow one by one. Big Niangniang, Jiang Niangniang, Big Sister…Everyone is a bloodstain in the bones.

In the autumn of the ninth year of Jianyan, at that time, he was yin and suicide. Dad left Beijing again, and Yue Yun wrote to say that he would also join the army to kill gold men with his father.

Foyou wrote back and said, Dashan.

Tokyo quickly became cold, news from afar spread into the palace in a mess, and both the eldest mother and the empress were not allowed to go out of the palace to play. If you don’t go, don’t go. Foyou reads the Guangwu Emperor Ji and Guo Ziyi’s biographies to Shenyou. Shenyou always embraces the stove and slowly falls asleep with her voice. Then Foyou would ask the palace man to go to the table with a candle, and she would read until late at night, and then pick out the ones who didn’t understand, write a letter to ask father, and then ask Yue Yun again.

The war is too busy, and the reply is not frequent. The first one is still in the frosty season of late autumn, and the second one has passed the New Year. That was the first time that Foyou received such a long letter. Yue Yun told her how he killed the enemy, and told her that when he handed soldiers and horses to Da Ma Shao under Zhang control, the golden man in front of him did not know what happened… In the end, he described to her in detail, that the divine might that thunderously overturned a city that day, Yue Yun wrote on the paper that they killed many golden men and captured the families of the golden officials.

Afterwards, Foyou couldn’t remember how she responded, but when she remembered that she had finished writing, she suddenly realized that her eyes were so sore that she couldn’t open it. She talked about the skinny aunt, the gentle Jiang, the aunts and sisters who died in despair, the sight of bones and bones when they trek along the way, and the fierce and beastly golden men. She didn’t know how much she narrated, but the response she received was brief.

Ying Xiang said, I will help you get revenge and go straight to Yanjing and return.

There is no self-righteous person who thinks she turns around in ignorance to inquire about the situation of the lady in the north, nor does she sympathize and comfort her suffering “weak female stream”, much less like the noble ladies who return from the south. . UU read the book www.uukanshu.com and Foyou felt happy. She wanted to cry and laugh at the letter. Finally, she found that she could not shed tears, but it was not grief and despair.

After many years of fear, Foyou finally felt relieved and happy. Finally, someone regarded those as **** and deep revenge, and finally someone could let her happily tell her the horrifying days and nights in her memory, and finally someone could let her speak freely without worrying about being bored. Disgust, will it be pitiful, will the aunt and the eldest sister be speculated with nasty thoughts. Those who caused the death of the aunt can finally appreciate the horror and despair of the past, and finally someone can replace her and set foot on the homeland of the Northland again, as the master of the king.

When she finally dared to dream of the auntie, she happily told her: Dad is here to take revenge, and Foyou has a beloved.

All these things are in the past, the year has come back, and I am a new student.

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