palm river mountain

Chapter 132

Everyone in the room was taken aback.

The noble daughter of the Lu family, her eyes are usually born on the top of her head.In his daily speech, he also mocked Gu Xing for filling the house, but according to what Duan Sixian said, if Chu Ge entered the house first, he died, and Lu's also filled the house.

Duan Yi's expression was a bit subtle, this inner house woman was really extraordinary.

Gu Xing is a hob meat, she is indifferent even if she is poked at the spine and scolded, her old man doesn't think that those sharp knives are boomerangs, and she is bleeding profusely...

"How can a daughter of the Lu family be a concubine? Then Chu Ge must die. They got married when Duan Wenchang was on his way to Beijing for the exam. At that time, he was still a little-known poor scholar."

When Duan Yi heard this, she believed Duan Sixian eight or nine points.

Mr. Guan once said before that Guan Zhongqiu was happy with Chu Ge, and Chu Ge left Jincheng, saying that he was going to get married, he was depressed, and then died of depression.The person Chu Ge wants to marry is probably Duan Wenchang.

There is also Duan Wenchang who was poisoned by Duan Sixian in the tomb of Wuping Mountain. He knelt there and paid homage to the marriage... But I don't know whether he misses the worship with Chu Ge or the Lu family...

"After Chu Ge gave birth to me, Mrs. Lu handed Duan Wenchang a box of donkey-hide gelatin for enriching blood with his own hands..." Duan Sixian said, but his expression was very calm.

He had never met Chu Ge in his life, and he said that she was his mother, but in fact he was no different from a stranger.

"This Chu Ge died of blood collapse after childbirth, and Duan Wenchang, the number one scholar, married the daughter of the Lu family, and has been on the rise so far." Duan Sixian finally had some expressions when he said this, "When I was young, I never understood why the Lu family only I am a son, but he is not close to me."

As Duan Sixian said, he fell into the deep past.

He remembered that when he was six years old, the golden osmanthus tree at home was in full bloom.There are few osmanthus trees in the north, and the osmanthus trees in the Zhuangyuan Mansion are extraordinarily auspicious, meaning "folding osmanthus". Lu's family is very proud of it. During the flowering period, there will be a banquet to appreciate osmanthus.

Because of his excellent appearance, like that fairy boy, Lu Shi, who usually doesn't pay much attention to him, will hold his little hand and hug him affectionately in the days when guests come.

He still remembers that day, when Mrs. Lu was sitting in the middle of the crowd, and next to her was her sister-in-law, Mrs. Lu's family.

The people around kept praising Mrs. Lu's good birth, and she gave birth to three sons in a row.The older ones have already attended private schools, and will be required to take the examination for scholar in the coming year.Today, the sweet-scented osmanthus blossoms are fragrant, and the Lu family's eldest son opened his mouth and wrote a poem, chanting the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and there was a lot of applause.

Lu's smile didn't reach his eyes, and he looked towards him.

At that time, it was not yet cold, but he felt cold all over his body, and his calf was throbbing with pain. He wanted to take his little hand out of the big hand of the nanny.

But that big hand, like iron tongs, held him tightly and pulled him towards the abyss step by step.

Mrs. Lu smiled, "My Xian'er is young and has just started enlightenment. Even Luo Binwang, who sings the goose, can only read poetry now. Come here, your aunt is going to test you today, you Think about it carefully, if you have learned any poems about laurel, recite them to your aunt."

"It doesn't matter if you recite it wrong. With your elder brother here, he is going to be a scholar. It is more than enough to give you a good education."

Duan Sixian pursed his lips, and was pulled into a soft embrace.

The eldest lady of the Lu family hugged him and said with a smile, "If I have such a son who looks like a fairy boy, what kind of poems should I ask him to recite? Just looking at them, they are all poems."

"My younger sister is modest, and my brother-in-law is the number one scholar among thousands of people; my younger sister, you are a famous talented woman in the capital, whether it is Lu's family or Duan's family, you are all from a scholarly family, blessed by your ancestors, and the children you give birth to are all top-notch." clever."

"Sixian is smart at first glance, and in the future he wants his son to inherit his father's career and become the number one scholar."

The ladies around all smiled and complimented her.

Duan Sixian's face became more and more red, and he ran out of Mrs. Lu's arms a little bit awkwardly, walked to the side of the nanny, and grabbed her hand.

"You child, your aunt comforts you, you take it seriously", she said, winking at Duan Sixian.

Last night, she asked him to recite "Dongcheng Gui" in advance.

"I know the lonely sweet-scented osmanthus in the sky, how can I ask Chang'e if there is no more. The Moon Palace..."

Duan Sixian's mind went blank, and he muttered, he is not good at reading, even if his head hangs from the beam and his ass is pierced, no matter how much he reads at night with a lamp on, he can't remember.Obviously I didn't do anything yesterday, I kept reciting "Dongcheng Gui".

When he was using Chaoshi, he still recited it many times in his heart, but now, he couldn't remember it at all.

"Fortunately, the Moon Palace has idle fields, why not plant two plants in the center," a childish voice sounded.

Duan Sixian's face turned pale, and when he heard the sound, he saw a boy about three or four years old, reading in a childlike voice, and a young woman who was holding him was shocked, and hurriedly stretched out her hand, Cover the child's mouth.

The little boy felt uncomfortable and twitched in confusion.

Duan Sixian only felt pain in his little hand, but the nurse next to him bent down, "Ma'am, it's all the old slave's fault. Brother Xian woke up early this morning, caught in the cool breeze, and has a headache and fever."

"What's going on?" Lu Shi stood up anxiously.

The nanny hurriedly said, "After taking the Qingre pills prepared by the eldest lady, she is already better, but she is a little dazed. The old servant wanted to tell the madam, but my brother is filial, thinking that the osmanthus tree blooms only once a year. , I don’t want to disturb Madam’s elegance.”

Hearing this, Mrs. Lu took a few steps forward quickly, and stretched out her hand to touch Duan Sixian's forehead, "You are a real kid, mom, take him down to rest. It's not comfortable at all, if he gets caught outside The wind should be uncomfortable again."

The surrounding ladies listened and started talking along the steps.

"Brother Xian is really clever. If it were the one in my family who was not up to date, let alone sick, even when he was a good man, he would not be able to recite a single line of poetry."

Listening to these voices, Duan Sixian firmly grabbed the hand of the nanny.

The nanny didn't speak, and led him away to leave. When he stayed a little further away, his eyes turned red, "Mother Qi, I'm afraid."

The old mother patted his head, "Since you know you are afraid, you should work harder. Go back with this old servant. Yesterday's old injury hasn't healed yet, and today we will have a new injury."

Duan Sixian shuddered, and his calf became more and more painful.

As he thought about it, he let go of the old nanny's hand, and ran away.

He ran wildly all the way, towards the west, there is a forest here, few people come...

Maybe it was because he was running too fast, he accidentally tripped over a tree root on the ground, and fell heavily on the ground. At this moment, a long arrow flew over and stabbed obliquely in his face. forward.

(End of this chapter)