First Concubine

Chapter 25 Punishing the brother-in-law (2)

How did Changfeng know that a glass vat could cause such a disaster? On weekdays, not to mention a glass jar, even ten or eight young masters would let him throw it for fun! Changfeng fell at Shui Minyu's feet and cried so hard that I felt pity for him: "Master! I really didn't mean this! Please save me, I don't want to leave you!"

Shui Minyu's heart softened and she wanted to plead for him, but Shui Linglong didn't give him a chance: "Minyu, these two slaves have evil intentions. They will not treat your filial piety to the old lady just because they are the book boy sent by the Prime Minister's Mansion." In my opinion, at the very least, they are arrogant, but at the most serious level, they are trying to sow discord between my grandmother, you and me. We are all our own people here, so issuing a gag order is not a big deal. It's been revealed, but if one day a noble person comes to the house and hears the disagreement between our ancestors and grandsons... it won't be the reputation of the three of us that will be ruined! As the saying goes, how can a father sweep away his children even if he doesn't clean one house? If you can’t educate him, how can you make the emperor believe that his father can help him stabilize the country? "

The slave did something wrong. It can be said that the master did not discipline him well. However, the three of them do not get along with each other. At first, Shui Hange failed to teach his son, and at worst, Shui Hange instigated his children to disrespect their biological mother. The emperor hates unfilial people the most... I A layer of cold sweat broke out on people's backs. Shui Linglong had been thinking that big things would be turned into trivial matters, but these two book boys concealed and ruined Shui Linglong's apology, and made a huge fuss, huh! What is the purpose of the Prime Minister's Mansion in sending this kind of slave to Shui Minyu?

 “Get out of the house! There is no delay!” She planted a rice field, and her son and grandson were the best seedlings in the rice field. She would never allow any weeds to hinder the growth of the good seedlings!

"Ye Mao also made a mistake and must be punished!" Shui Minyu's tone seemed to contain a hint of threat. He could see Shui Linglong's defense of this maid. He tied the three of them together or punished them all. Either way, no penalty!

 Unfortunately, his wishful thinking was wrong.

Shui Linglong nodded: "Minyu is right. Although Ye Mao's crime is not as serious as theirs and she can be exempted from leaving the house, the punishment she deserves must not be less! Therefore, I ordered people to torture her, not to mention a severe beating. , and sprinkled a lot of chili powder in her eyes!"

Everyone gasped and sprinkled chili powder into their eyes. What a cruel punishment!

 Changfeng and Changan are going to be very angry! Where was Ye Mao punished? Ye Mao was tricked by the two of them, okay? But at this time, they dare not change their words. Changing their words will only increase their guilt...

 Whew...how could it become like this?

Shui Minyu looked at Changfeng and Changan who were crying in tears, and felt terribly sad. He stepped forward and whispered: "You go back to the Prime Minister's Mansion first. I will ask my uncle to be kind to you. When the time is right, I will I’ll take you back to serve you, do you understand?”

On the first day after returning to the mansion, his two most capable servants were kicked out of the mansion by Shui Linglong. Who was giving power to whom? Shui Minyu felt like a ball of cotton was stuffed in her heart!

 Later, Shui Lingyue and Shui Lingqing came to see the ceremony one after another. Fu'er was injured and left the house, and Shui Lingqing's eyes were red from crying. Shui Lingyue was immersed in Qin Fangyi's gentle trap, smiling brightly, unaware that a disaster was about to befall her.

After leaving Fushouyuan, Shui Lingxi took Shui Minyu's arm and walked towards Changlexuan: "Brother, I have told you before that Shui Linglong is not so easy to deal with. It is easy for her to please anyone she wants. Not only her grandmother, but also the prince is attracted by her." I was so confused that I fainted that day. The prince came to Shangshu Mansion but only met her once and didn't even say hello to me. "

Shui Minyu paused: "What? Isn't she discussing marriage with Prince Zhuge? Why did she go to seduce the prince?"

Shui Lingxi frowned: "Who knows? It's hard to say whether his marriage to Crown Prince Zhuge will work out. The marriage between Geng and Tie has been fruitless for more than a month. I don't know if it's because the horoscopes are incompatible or because the princess doesn't like her anymore. Anyway, The Prince of Zhenbei has yet to come to visit Naji."

Shui Minyu's face turned cold: "Humph! If she dares to compete with you for the position of crown princess, I will definitely kill her!"

Sister, he only recognizes Shui Lingxi. Others, including his younger brother Shui Minhui, are just a bunch of ants in his eyes! Dare you be restless? Crush to death!

Shui Lingxi leaned on Shui Minyu's shoulder and said softly: "I know that my brother is my supporter! With my brother here, I am not afraid of anything!"

Shui Minyu's vanity and heroism expanded infinitely: "Don't worry! This time, my brother is just trying his best. He failed because he didn't know himself and the enemy. Isn't he just a clever girl? There are many ways to deal with her!"

A cold smile flashed in Shui Lingxi's beautiful eyes. She walked around behind Shui Minyu and said, "Brother, carry me!"

Shui Minhui was not in a hurry to go back to his yard. The old lady let him have lunch. He took a nap in the Fushou Yuan by the way. He nestled in the old lady's arms and shared a quilt with her as before. He was tired from the journey. Yes, he slept deeply. The old lady touched his eyebrows over and over again. During the years when she was sick, this grandson never disliked her. When he came back from vacation, he ate, drank and slept by her side. If she didn't love him, who would she love?

In the evening, Fushouyuan became lively again. The old lady announced all her children and grandchildren, including Qin Fangyi, who was grounded, and Shui Lingyu, who was bedridden. They all had a lively New Year's Eve dinner, as if they were friends with each other. There has never been a gap, and there has never been any harm.

This is the first year that Shui Linglong has spent in Shangshu Mansion. The days of making and eating dumplings with Dong Jiaxue in Zhuangzi seem to have passed for half a century. She occasionally thinks that since she is reborn, why not be reborn in her? Before my mother passed away? At least, let her perform her filial piety once again with a pious heart.

The moon was already halfway up when Shui Minhui left the Fushouyuan. His yard was only separated from the Fushouyuan by a plum garden. When he walked into the plum garden, a cold wind blew by, and petals and flying snow fell on his head and shoulders. The cold touch reminded him of the woman who smiled softly but coldly.

Suddenly, a woman wearing a brown coat walked out from behind a plum tree. Shui Minhui was startled: "Who?"

The woman blessed her body and lowered her voice and said, "My maid, please pay your respects to the second young master."

Shui Minhui took a closer look and let out a long breath: "It's Aunt Feng, she scared me to death."

Aunt Feng raised her head and stared at him for a long time, until her eyes were blurred by hot tears, then she hurriedly lowered her head, wiped her tears without leaving a trace, and said in her usual tone: "Second Young Master has grown taller again, how are you doing in the academy?" No one bullies you?"

Shui Minhui smiled and said: "I'm pretty good. The academy has strict discipline. Anyone who causes trouble will have their membership revoked. No one dares to bully me."

"This is so, so good, so good." Aunt Feng's tears couldn't stop pouring out.

Aunt Feng does this every year she sees him. Shui Minhui is used to it. Shui Minhui opens his eyes, takes out a silver hairpin from his arms and hands it to her, "Here's this for you."

Aunt Feng was stunned at first, and then her throat hurt a little. She took it tremblingly, her eyes flashing with excitement: "Is this...is this really...for me?"

"Yes!" Shui Minhui nodded, with a smile as bright as the sun, "Thank you for taking care of me for so many years on behalf of Aunt Tong." Although he was raised by the old lady, he was naughty as a child and was often bullied by Shui Minyu. He almost died several times, but it was Aunt Feng who helped him out of danger. Aunt Feng said that Aunt Tong had helped her before her death, so she wanted to repay Aunt Tong. No matter what, he remembered her kindness.

Aunt Feng laughed so hard that her eyes filled with tears, as if she was holding a treasure. If she exerted more force, she would be afraid of breaking it; if she exerted less force, she would be afraid of dropping it: "Thank you very much, Second Young Master! My maid... My maid will take good care of it!"

Shui Minhui smiled modestly and politely, and left the plum garden.

Looking at his retreating back, Aunt Feng burst into tears and smiled. So what if she was shattered to pieces for you?

 Channglexuan.

Shui Hangge came to play chess at Shui Minyu's invitation. They hadn't seen each other for a year. Shui Minyu's chess skills improved by leaps and bounds, and Shui Hangge's blood boiled with excitement. After a few rounds, it was already late at night. Shui Hangge touched Shui Minyu's head and raised the corners of his lips with satisfaction: "A tiger father has no dog son!"

Shui Minyu yawned: "It's getting late, I'll go back to the yard first, and my father will rest here. I'll come over to pay my respects to him tomorrow morning."

Shui Hangge thought about Aunt Lan's charming charm, but she couldn't bear to let go of her son's wish for harmony between their husband and wife. Just one night, he secretly warned himself!

 In the bathroom, hot water is ready.

Shui Hangge was about to take off his clothes when a young woman wearing tulle with a beautiful view of her chest walked around the screen and hugged him from behind: "Master—"

Shui Hangge turned around, and was instantly distracted by the sultry beauty in front of him. He tightened his lower abdomen, picked her up, jumped into the bathtub together, and killed her fiercely in the water!

 After several rounds of clouds and rain, Shui Hangge was satiated and lay back on the bed alone. Mother Zhao ordered someone to carry Shiqing out, who had fainted. Even if she fainted, a bowl of Bizi soup was still indispensable.

In the side room, Qin Fangyi twisted the Buddhist beads in her hand vigorously, as if this was the only way to calm the jealousy in her heart! Listening to Shiqing's screams and begging for mercy because she couldn't bear the impact of his opening and closing, she felt that her heart was bleeding! She never knew he could do so many things in one night. It was ridiculous. She tried her best but couldn't beat a virgin who didn't know how to do it!

 Time has never made anyone grow old, but your kindness has become the wormwood in autumn.

 A man's love is indeed like a flower in the mirror and a moon in the water. Dong Jiaxue, I worked hard to **** him away from you, but why am I not feeling any joy in my heart now besides being tired?

When Mother Zhao pushed the door open, she saw Qin Fangyi leaning on the imperial concubine's couch in a daze with a tired look on her face. The candlelight flickered, and her face was pale. Mother Zhao sighed slightly: "Madam, if you feel uncomfortable, just send her poetry." Mansion. I have only liked Aunt Lan for a while. When the freshness wears off, I will remember how good you are, Madam. After all, women in the Mansion come and go, but Madam, you are the only one who will always be by my side. "

Qin Fangyi pinched her eyebrows with her **** and said, "No, let's leave it like this! We originally agreed to give the poem to your son, but since she has followed the master, you can take the painting back."

The **** girl in Huayi usually looked quite decent, but as soon as she had the idea of ​​finding a wife for her husband, she couldn't wait to dress up, as if she was afraid that she wouldn't see her beauty. How could he trust such an ambitious maid? Are they related to the master?

Whether it's poetic or painterly, Mother Zhao likes them all. Her son is born silly, so it would be great to have a daughter-in-law!

The cold wind howled, causing the exquisite octagonal lamps in the corridor to rotate and dance. The candlelight passed through the paper with the beauty's face painted on it, casting mottled shadows on the wall.

Shui Linglong and Mother Zhong were the only two people left in the room. Mother Zhong opened the cabinet and took out Dong Jiaxue's memorial tablet and placed it on the desk. Madam clearly died on New Year's Eve, so she was afraid of unlucky consequences for the young lady, so she ordered them to drag her to the desk before she died. Funerals are only allowed on the fifth day of the lunar month. They all thought that the wife's death anniversary was on the ninth day of the lunar month. No, they would not remember it at all.

Shui Linglong roasted the broken incense candle over the fire and connected it bit by bit. Then she threw the broken paper money into the brazier piece by piece. Her tears fell down drop by drop and dripped into the flame, making a "hissing" sound.

Mother Zhong finished the incense on Dong Jiaxue, kowtowed again, and choked with sobs: "I will go and boil water for the eldest lady."

Shui Linglong looked at the broken incense candles and paper money, and her heart felt sour and throbbing.

She actually complained about Dong Jiaxue when she was a child. Why did she think she wanted to save face and not return home? She cried and clamored for her father countless times, and even hid in a haystack for three days and three nights, watching Dong Jiaxue running around and being distressed. She actually felt a sense of pleasure in doing evil. She wanted Dong Jiaxue to taste the pain of losing a loved one. He really forced Dong Jiaxue to compromise, even if it means returning home to be a concubine. That time, Dong Jiaxue almost cried her eyes out. Later, she realized that Dong Jiaxue's unwillingness to return home was all because of her, but before she could make up for it for a few years, Dong Jiaxue passed away.

 The father she had longed for in her previous life only sent her a letter severing the relationship between father and daughter.

“Cry if you want to! Isn’t it uncomfortable to hold it in?”

When Shui Linglong was silent in her memories, Zhuge Yu's voice suddenly sounded outside the window. Shui Linglong's body trembled, and Zhuge Yu had jumped in through the window. At the same time, there was also a knife-like cold night wind that came in, blowing the fire in the brazier. Paper scraps suddenly blew into Shui Linglong's eyes. Shui Linglong was in pain, tilted her head and started to rub it with her hands.

"Stupid girl!" Zhuge Yu scolded angrily and walked to Shui Linglong. Shui Linglong instinctively backed away, but was pulled into his arms by him, "Don't move!"

　His arms were generous and warm, without the smell of other women, and clean as if they were open only to her. She hated being close to others, but she had to admit that she suddenly felt at ease: "What are you doing here?"

"I'll stay with you. You must spend the first New Year here with me!" After announcing arrogantly, Zhuge Yu raised her face with one hand, opened her right eyelid with the other, and blew gently. Her skin was tender and smooth, slightly cool to the touch, like tofu fished out of water. After blowing out the dust from her eyes, Zhuge Yu accidentally pecked her tear-stained face.

Shui Linglong suddenly changed her color and kicked him hard: "Asshole! I knew you had no good intentions!"

Zhuge Yu took a step back to avoid it, his face turned a little red. He really didn’t mean it just now...

He held back the nervous feeling that his heart was about to jump out of his chest, and snorted: "You are my wife! What's wrong with a kiss?"

Shui Linglong glared at him, silently walked to the brazier, picked up the unburned paper money, and put it into the brazier.

Like a magic trick, Zhuge Yu took out a baggage from his back, which contained a thick stack of paper money and intact incense candles. He took off the old incense candle, lit a new one, burned a few more incense, and worshiped Dong Jiaxue with a solemn expression.

There was a hint of astonishment in Shui Linglong's deep eyes. She didn't understand why he would bring these things here. In fact, Zhuge Yu had always paid attention to the movements of the people around her. When Ye Mao bought incense candles and paper money on the street, he vaguely guessed She planned to pay homage to her late mother, but he didn't know that her things were destroyed, and the one she had was his heart's content.

 “Well…thank you.” Shui Linglong said, neither salty nor bland.

Zhuge Yu glanced at her angrily, hating the way she deliberately kept a distance from him. He knelt down and burned paper money for Dong Jiaxue with her: "Could it be that... today is your mother's death anniversary, right? "

Shui Linglong frowned: "What? Do you feel unlucky?"

Zhuge Yu took a weak breath: "Girl, you can't speak without sarcasm, right?"

Shui Linglong picked up the broken incense candle and made an attacking gesture: "Yes, so stay away from me, lest I sting you and make you feel uncomfortable."

It wouldn't be like this for Ye Mao, it wouldn't be like this for Zhifan, and it wouldn't be like this for Zhong's mother, because they all know her minefields and never go beyond them. But Zhuge Yu finally blindly leaned in, and she wasn't used to it. I don’t want to get used to it either.

Zhuge Yu glanced at her sideways: "Can't you change? It's better for women to be docile."

Shui Linglong said angrily: "That's all I want to say, you can marry me or not, but no, even if you want to marry me, I don't necessarily want to marry you."

"You're talking nonsense! If you don't marry me, who will you marry? With your temper..."

 “What’s wrong with my temper?”

Zhuge Yu really didn't understand how he provoked her, or... why did she always wrap herself up like a rice dumpling, as if everyone in the world wanted to harm her? Forget it, he is a man, and he is not as knowledgeable as a female doll. What's more, she is a concubine and her life is not good. If he doesn't tolerate her, who will tolerate her?

Zhuge Yu put on a smile: "If you don't change it, you won't change it. It's not like I can't stand it."

Shui Linglong raised her eyebrows: "It sounds like you are reluctant."

Zhuge Yu felt that it was simply unreasonable for a woman to get entangled. He picked up a piece of pretzel and put it into his lips. He took a bite and turned pale in horror: "It's so spicy! Huh... so spicy!"

Shui Linglong laughed and poured him a glass of cold water: "You deserve it!"

Zhuge Yu looked at her smile and felt a little warm in his heart. After a long time, he coughed lightly and changed the topic: "I checked those demon monks and Taoist priests who said that our horoscopes are not compatible, but the strange thing is that they all died in The day after I launched my investigation.”

 It is very similar to Xun Feng’s handwriting. Shui Linglong wiped away her previous arrogance and said calmly: "How did you die?"

 (End of this chapter)