The concubine's concubine is very charming

Chapter 121
The more people who do good deeds in this world, it means that the current emperor is more righteous.Whether the so-called king of Shang has such a person or not, it seems that now it is just a symbol. No one has really seen him, so he has no prestige.The good deeds done will naturally be remembered on the head of the emperor.

When Emperor Chang Wu thought about it, he felt much more at ease when he looked back at his capable son.

"Thank you, Father!" Chu Yichen stood up quickly and stepped aside.

Because of the arrival of the holy driver, Anguo Temple has three steps, one sentry post and five steps, one post, and every corner is cleaned spotlessly.Emperor Chang Wu suddenly thought of something while walking, and asked, "Where is Duke Mu?"

Xiao Wuji suddenly became nervous when he heard the questioning from the King of One Country, and subconsciously tugged on Master's sleeve, not knowing what to do!He went to ask the old man to come out to pick him up early in the morning, but the old man was drunk last night, and he might not be able to wake up until now.

Master Tianyi said with a smile: "Old Duke Mu is drunk and cannot come to pick him up. If His Majesty summons him, I will send my apprentice to invite him!"

Emperor Chang Wu's face showed a little coldness, but he smiled later: "This old man has always been like this, forget it!" It is best to get drunk every day, and the merits of the Mu family are buried in the wine glass little by little by this old man. .It's just that his grandson got to the bottom of it, but he wasn't as worry-free as he seemed on the surface.

There was a stall selling paintings in the market, and a thin, dark-skinned boy with delicate features was spreading a piece of white rice paper in front of him. He held a writing brush in each of his left and right hands. Swipe up and dance on the rice paper.Not long after, the two peach blossoms on the rice paper were in full bloom, and the strange thing was that each petal was lifelike.

"Okay!" Whoever was the leader in the crowd shouted "Hello", and then everyone applauded in unison.This is already the Yannan area, and it is getting farther and farther away from the capital, so the culture is naturally somewhat backward compared to the capital.Seeing that winter is coming soon, every family goes to the streets to buy things for the winter.This is the busiest street in town, selling everything from rice chai to cotton sackcloth.Naturally, there are also people from the rivers and lakes who play tricks, and old nuns who set up stalls to tell fortunes. Of course, there are also Su Mo'er who disguises herself as a man, selling paintings, calligraphy, and writing letters for others.

Su Mo'er came out of Anguo Temple yesterday, so she thought of a way to break the gold bracelet into several sections, and then used one of the sections without the mark of King Han's Mansion to exchange clothes and a few coins with a family at the foot of the mountain, and drove the carriage without stopping All the way to the southwest.I just arrived in this town at noon today.The uncle who was driving was worried that the family could not go any further, so Su Mo'er stayed in the town, thinking about earning some money for a meal before continuing to walk southwest.

Su Mo'er is not very demanding. It's winter, and the aunts and aunts are willing to buy a picture and post it on the wall. Besides, the men who work outside should come back after a month, and the women at home also want to write a letter. The letter asked the exact time to return home, and when the sun went down, she made a lot of money, and she was really satisfied.Thinking that I have enough money to eat and stay in the restaurant at night, I should close the stall as soon as possible, find a restaurant, order a tip, have a delicious bowl of Yangchun noodles, and continue on my way tomorrow morning.

"Brother! Please write me a letter!" Su Mo'er was packing her things when she heard a soft and soft daughter's voice. Turning around, she saw a young woman hugging a five or six-year-old The male doll was holding a few copper coins and handing them to him, smiling at him extremely kindly and flatteringly.

"Sister, it's so late! I'll write you one last, let's hurry up!"

"Brother, thank you so much!" The young woman sat down first, then picked up the child and let him sit on her lap.

Su Mo'er looked at the child and thought of Xiao Wuji in Anguo Temple. They are also five or six-year-old dolls, any of them can take care of themselves, but this one is still afraid of strangers and is held in her mother's arms .

It's only been a day since I've seen her, and she actually misses that doll a little bit. Does this count as a mother's love?
"Little brother, are you ashamed to be hugged by your mother at this age?"

The child was afraid of giving birth and slipped into his mother's arms, and the young woman rushed to replace the child and said: "His father is not at home all year round, and our mother and son depend on each other for life. This child is becoming less and less timid, and blushes when he sees a stranger. "

Su Mo'er nodded, looking at the young woman's description, she was quite pretty, and she spoke softly, just like a typical beautiful young woman from a good family.Look at the clothes on her body, even though they are half-worn, but they have been washed clean, and the child is also well-groomed. She is holding the child in one arm, and there are tea, rice, oil, salt and other things under the other hand. It seems that it is really not easy for a person to lead a child.

"Why is the child's father not at home all the year round?"

"His father, he's working in Beijing, he's too busy to come back!" The young woman said with a look of sadness on her face.

Su Mo'er saw in her eyes that she was also a woman, so she could understand the pain in her heart to some extent.

"Elder Sister, when was the last time your husband came home?" The capital city is not far from here, and it is not close. If you come back, you will arrive in eight or nine days with ordinary carriages and horses traveling day and night.

"Four years ago!"

Hearing what the young woman stammered, Su Mo'er was startled.What is the situation? The child is five or six years old, and the husband has not come back for four or five years. This situation is really confusing.

"Sister, could it be that you are your husband's concubine? This child..."

The young woman's face turned red, and so did the circles of her eyes: "Little brother, I married into my husband's family when I was 15 years old. She is the wife my husband-in-law is marrying. My son is also the eldest son of my husband's family."

"Oh!" Su Mo'er took a long time to finish the ending, and she understood in her heart, "How long has it been since you wrote a letter to your husband?"

"The shortest is one month, and the longest is three months."

"Then how often does he write back to you?"

"The shortest period is half a year, and the longest period is two years!"

Su Mo'er curled her lips. From the correspondence, she could tell that this was a serious unequal relationship. If the man didn't work in a government secret service as she saw from the news in her previous life, then he must have ulterior motives.

"Sister, what do you want to write? I'll help you!" Su Mo'er dipped her pen and ink and was about to listen to how the woman saved her husband in a letter from her family every month.

The young woman opened her mouth, as if a thousand words were stuck in her throat for a while, and she couldn't utter a single word. She touched the child's forehead one after another, met Su Mo'er's eyes, and smiled bitterly After a while, "Actually, there is nothing to say, I just want to ask when he will come back?"

(End of this chapter)