Abandoned Woman Remarried: Love Leng Nian General

Chapter 172 Three Books and Six Rites
Aunt Fang said anxiously: "Grandma, you have to go. It is said that you will go to pay your respects after you return home, but it is late at night, it is not appropriate to disturb, go to bed earlier, and you have to go to Wutong courtyard early tomorrow to wait. Be obedient, but be patient and don't be angry."

Su Fengjin suddenly thought of the two figures kneeling and standing in the mourning hall: "Aunt Fang...is it true that Miss Qing is going to marry the general?"

Aunt Fang poured a dish to her and handed it to her, sighing: "You are somewhat similar to that second young miss... It's really hard to say what the master is thinking about you now, although your father was finally released without guilt, but That is the will of today.”

Chunya rubbed her leg, and said angrily, "So what? No matter how similar Miss Qing is, she has two temperaments with her, and there is no comparison at all."

Su Fengjin was holding the teacup, and the east room was very warm with charcoal, but the cold wind blowing outside the room penetrated into the bone marrow: "If this is true, it's good, our east room can live more peacefully."

Aunt Fang hates iron for being weak: "Why do you still have such an idea? Fortunately, Second Miss Qing still has a filial piety period. If something important happens, the filial piety period will be changed to 81 days. You still have more than three months." , if you can conceive a child, you won't be like what you are now..."

"I'm tired, you all go down." Su Fengjin sat on the chair blankly, and the little blush on her face from the previous strides also dissipated completely.

Aunt Fang had no choice but to back down.

Chunya glanced at Su Fengjin, with a look of contempt on her face: "You don't even look at you like this. Qing Ruyu loses her dear relatives and dresses decently in the middle of the family. I feel pity for you. Your family has risen, but you are still like this!" Put on a bitter face, as if we owe you so much money, ah, just do it like this, and see if you will make me go away someday!"

Wan Zhu glared at Chun Ya, and said in a low voice, "Miss..."

"You go out too."

"Yes."

After a short while, the people in the house left completely, Huansha was silent, and hid in a corner.

Su Fengjin got up suddenly, and opened the floor-to-ceiling window with thin clothes. Outside the window, the big cherry blossom tree surrounded by three people was covered with snow. Lettering inside the wind and snow.

After the carving was finished, it was not hung upside down, and it was brought into the house, and thrown into the charcoal basin. The bamboo slices were steamed by the fire to remove the remaining moisture, and then burned instantly, smelling like bamboo. Feeling wanton in the room, the cold wind howled into the room, sweeping away the warmth in the room.

Huansha couldn't stand it any longer, and reached out to close the floor-to-ceiling windows to block the chill outside: "Madam, you should trust him."

Su Fengjin was startled, and Huansha said again: "If you don't try it, how will you know it's true or not? So what if you take out your heart? A wound on the heart will always heal, but it's just a scar."

Su Fengjin laughed: "You can see it."

"Madam, please rest." She stood by the bed and pulled back the quilt.

Su Fengjin was lying on the bed, the lamp was blown out, everything in the long night was unknown, she waited for the dawn with a restless heart.

The snow fell very heavily that night, and the snow fell down like cotton wool. Many ministers who were watching the night in the mourning hall panicked. Fortunately, there was enough carbon in the shed, so they didn't feel too cold.

Qing Ruyu knelt in front of the coffin, numbly burning the paper money, and no one from the Qing family stayed behind, except Qing Ruyu.

Zhan Qingcheng took a cloak and put it on her body, with an indifferent expression: "It's late at night, go to sleep."

Qing Ruyu's grief is over, whether it is pain or heart-piercing, no matter what she does, her brother and her father will never come back.

She is no longer the Qing Ruyu who is loved by thousands of people, and the one people are talking about is not Qing Ruyu who is both talented and beautiful. She suddenly feels desperate. In this world, she has nothing but Zhan Qingcheng up.

"Acheng, will you marry me?" She raised her head, her voice was hoarse and exhausted, she was already very tired, and she had no time to care about the beauty of your love and my wish, and she didn't have the heart to waste it, she just wanted to settle down, There is a corner where you can feel at ease.

Zhan Qingcheng stared at that pale hand, it was a very well-maintained hand, and there was still a light-colored kodan painted on it a few days ago, which made her fingers more delicate and slender.

"meeting."

"Sincerely?" Qing Ruyu suddenly regretted after asking.

It was rumored that Zhan Qingcheng Sheng Chong's mansion in the east room had a falling out with the old lady because of this, Qing Ruyu couldn't make up his mind for a while.

Previously, she tried her best to marry him, but she thought that she could marry him, with her youthful longing, and the hazy and beautiful love of her youth.

"Go to sleep." Zhan Qingcheng pulled up his sleeves and turned to greet those adults.

It is said that Zhan Qingcheng was thinking about the old love, and it was not easy to keep Qing Ruyu... He praised Zhan Qingcheng to the sky.

Zhan Qingcheng was neither in a hurry nor impatient, he dealt with them one by one, flipping his hands and turning his palms in every direction.

Qing Ruyu is not in a hurry, as long as Zhan Qingcheng is willing to marry her, there is always a chance.

Since the funeral of Qing's father and son was the next day, many people came to watch. Su Fengjin didn't go at the moment, she went to the old lady's Wutong courtyard.

When I went, the people around me had already arrived. Today, Lan Xin wore a light red pear-wrapped robe and a white fox shoulder vest, making her look even more dignified.

Sitting next to her was Gu Miaoqing, the third aunt who didn't talk much.

Sitting opposite was Tan Xiang, seeing her coming, Tan Xiang got up quickly.

Lan Xin stared at Su Fengjin with a smile: "My sister has lived well in her mother's house for a few days? Brother Ling has been promoted to an official. Although he is a seventh-rank, it is gratifying to congratulate him. He is of such an age and such a family background. , it is already very good to be able to get the seventh grade."

Su Fengjin smiled awkwardly: "Old lady."

The old lady was reclining on the soft bed, smoking the pipe in her hands. The room was filled with the smell of tobacco, mixed with the smell of charcoal fire and pears, which made people want to vomit.

The old lady put down the pipe, and said lazily: "Since everyone is here, let's start, you sit down."

Su Fengjin was surprised that the old lady was so polite to her suddenly, but Dang thanked her before sitting down.

"The meaning of calling you to come here is clear to you. Leaving aside the affairs of the Qing Mansion, Ru Yuyuan is also a poor child. She lost her mother at a young age, and now she has no one to rely on."

Lan Xin's eyes turned, and she smiled lightly: "Mr. Ruyu is a childhood sweetheart. The two families joked about this marriage before. My grandfather also told me that if he can marry Ruyu and come back, he will be happy in his life." Then everything is consummated, and the side thoughts will dissipate."

Lan Xin glanced at Su Fengjin, who had a dull expression, rather proudly, and said, "So Lan Xin sees, it would be a good thing if they can fulfill the two of them."

The old lady climbed up Lan Xin's ladder: "That's what I said, but it's going to hurt you."

With Qing Ruyu, Zhan Qingcheng would never go to Lanxin's Westinghouse.

What Lan Xin wanted was to let Qing Ruyu take care of the unbeatable Su Fengjin, and then she would have another oriole behind her.But Dang said euphemistically: "Lan Xin was thinking about my father. As long as my father is happy, Lan Xin will be satisfied. Sister Miaoqing and I both have such thoughts. I don't know what Sister Dongwu thinks in her heart." of."

Only then did the old lady bring Su Fengjin, who had been neglected, to the stage: "You also talk about it."

Su Fengjin tightened her handkerchief, her face pale: "I...I don't agree."

The old lady narrowed her eyes, took a puff of cigarette and let it out, the lingering smoke buried her face, making the old lady look a bit gloomy.

"Have you asked the general what he meant? Is the general going to marry, or the old lady wants to marry the general?" Su Fengjin hadn't seen Zhan Qingcheng for several days, so there was no way to ask some questions, maybe if she did, it was just It's all about looking for torture by yourself, but Huansha said that you always have to try it, even if you see blood, as long as you don't die, it will only leave a scar in retrospect.

The old lady never thought that Su Fengjin would suddenly rebel, and knocked the pipe in her hand: "He also talked to me. When Qingcheng went out a few years ago, he said that he would marry Ruyu as his wife when he returned from victory. I used to think that this big wedding is so many years late. You are a big wedding gift from your father. In terms of status, you are higher than Lan Xin. You should be more knowledgeable about current affairs than Lan Xin. As a gift of Ruyu, we will try our best to complete the three letters and six ceremonies within those three months."

Su Fengjin tightly twisted the handkerchief, pursed her lips and said nothing.

Lan Xin was eagerly discussing with the old lady about the three books and six rituals, and Gu Miaoqing occasionally added a few words with unique insights. Sandalwood used to serve the old lady before, and now she also came to serve her. In Wutong courtyard alone, Su Fengjin sat on the spot with a dull expression, looking at a dummy who seemed to have aura, she was completely ignored.

It was also a kind of luck for Su Fengjin, she didn't want to participate in those things, so she found an excuse to feel unwell and left Wutong Courtyard.

Lan Xin glanced at her, and sighed silently in her heart, is she even more timid than Dongwu's?Not even the courage to oppose it.

Su Fengjin saw Zhan Qingcheng coming in plain clothes from a distance after leaving the Wutong courtyard, and the sachet was hanging securely on his body.

Zhan Qingcheng didn't say hello to her, and passed by her straight away, Su Fengjin's words stuck in her throat, and suddenly felt sour, she bit her lip, and walked towards the east room step by step.

Zhan Qingcheng stood at the corner, stared at her thin figure and sighed, then turned and entered Wutong courtyard.

Su Fengjin suddenly realized that her white jade hairpin had fallen off, panicked for a moment, and ran back to look for it.

Zhan Qingcheng sat on Su Fengjin's seat, smiling: "Okay, my son wanted to welcome her into the mansion when he was young, but because of the affairs of Zhan Qing's family, now that Qing's mansion has fallen, I have no intention of welcoming her into the mansion." Let Ruyu be wronged outside, mother should act faster, there are many people who want to marry a bright and beautiful person like Ruyu."

The old lady finally let go of Su Fengjin's words between his words, and secretly felt that it would be good to marry Qing Ruyu: "That was an obedient child, and Lan Xin has already hired someone to live as a mother. The ninth day of the lunar month is a good day, suitable for marriage, and it happens that her filial piety period has also passed."

Zhan Qingcheng leaned against the back of the chair, holding the teacup, and suddenly found a white jade hairpin on the ground, that hairpin was clearly Su Fengjin's, so he picked it up.

(End of this chapter)