The Real Daughter With A Buddha-like Mindset

Chapter 278 Phoenix (Part 2)

As the host, Bo Lianye's task tonight is to greet these peers.

She didn't get entangled in this issue, and walked in with a smile while holding Song Huiren's hand.

There are two red lanterns hanging at the door, and the red candles are flickering, revealing a hazy and charming light.

Bai Ziyan curled his lips, "Let's go." With big strides, he stepped across the threshold.

After the Bo family moved to Chunshui Hutong, this was Bai Ziyan's first visit to the Bo family.

There is such an old house with three entrances in the city center where every inch of land is very expensive. This old lady Bo's family background is really rich.

Bai Ziyan admired and exclaimed: "This must have a history of hundreds of years, right? Every brick and tile is a cultural relic."

"This house is the residence of Hu Wentang, the former prime minister. It is rumored that Hu Wentang is a corrupt official. He dug a cellar in his garden and hid all the people's fat and anointing in the cellar. At that time, Hu Wentang fled abroad with his family, and the officers and soldiers dug at his house for a day and a night but failed to find the treasure. Some said there was no treasure at all, and some said that the treasure was hidden somewhere in this mansion." Song Yinzhang explained.

"Shouldn't a corrupt official live in a big house starting from a few hundred acres? Does he like this three-year-old?" Bai Ziyan sneered.

"You don't know that. This house is on the central axis of the whole city. There is a saying in "Zhou Li": "Only Wang Jianguo identified the right position and thought it was the pole of the people. The central axis of the house is parallel to the meridian. According to Feng Shui It is said to ward off evil spirits and attract wealth, Fengshui is excellent, you look east..."

Song Yinzhang pointed to the east, and Bai Ziyan looked along.

The golden eaves of the imperial city stand majestically in the night.

"The purple energy comes from the east, and the phoenix is ​​flying. These are the comments given by the dead wood master when he passed by."

Bai Ziyan glanced at him: "Why do you know everything, kid?"

Song Yinzhang smiled: "There's no way, I'm born so knowledgeable."

"Then how did this house fall into Grandma Bo's hands?"

"Before Hu Wentang, this house belonged to the Murong family, but it was later framed by Hu Wentang and imprisoned, the house was robbed by Hu Wentang, and Grandma Bo is a descendant of the Murong family. Grandma Bo's father made great contributions to the country, and later the country mourned him He donated this house to the Murong family. When Grandma Bo got married, Grandpa Murong gave the house to Grandma Bo as a dowry. Look at the lettering under the relief on the screen wall, there are great calligraphy by great writers on it. Family, the real scholarly family, the word Murong, is the exclusive seal."

There is a floor-standing red lamp in front of the screen wall. Bai Ziyan took a closer look, and sure enough, he saw a small seal under the relief, engraved with the word "Murong". , one can imagine how freehand and romantic the Murong family was back then, with a large number of talents.

Bai Ziyan sighed: "If this house is really good in Fengshui, the Murong family would not have been framed by Hu Wentang back then, and it is even more impossible for Hu Wentang to flee the country in embarrassment. The so-called Fengshui is just a lie."

Bai Weining followed behind the two of them, listening quietly all the time.

Hearing this, she smiled and said: "Second brother, you are biased if you say that. The Murong family has been wronged, and they have taken back their own things, and have the status they have today. Isn't it a blessing in disguise, and a blessing in disguise? On the other hand, Hu Wentang went into exile overseas and was never able to return to his homeland for the rest of his life, and the younger generations were reviled for generations, isn't this retribution?"

Song Yinzhang smiled and nodded: "Wei Ning is right."

Bai Ziyan snorted: "You are the only one who is smart."

Bai Weining was not annoyed, and said softly: "The phoenix Yu Fei that Master Kumu said refers to Aunt Bo, Aunt Bo is a blessed person who has a great fortune, we are here to celebrate Aunt Bo's birthday, we are all covered, Come in quickly, don't keep Aunt Bo waiting."

Bai Weining jumped over the two and quickly caught up with Bo Lianye.

Bai Ziyan sneered: "You are quite good at flattering at such a young age."

Bo Lianye slowed down, listening to Song Yinzhang and Bai Ziyan's conversation, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, her eyebrows showing pride.

In Jingzhou, the prestige of the Bo family is unmatched by any other family.

If it wasn't for my grandma being too low-key, never showing up in public, and teaching my father the Taoist idea of ​​governance by doing nothing, my father would gradually drift away from the center of power, and my second uncle would take the path of medicine. Otherwise, relying on the talents of my father and second uncle , the prestige of the Bo family can be further improved.

Bo Lianye raised her head and looked towards the sky. Tonight is the fifteenth day. A round of full moon hangs in the sky, and the world is filled with bright and clear brilliance.

The phoenix flies high, and the white bird admires it.

"Phoenix Yu Fei... Interesting."

Song Huiren shook his head and endorsed: "The phoenix Yufei comes from "The Book of Songs Taiga".

Bo Lianye smiled and touched the little girl's soaring braid: "Hui people are really smart."

Bai Weining walked over and sighed: "Yezi, he didn't come."

"I expected it a long time ago. He never likes to join in this kind of fun. He will only appear in all places related to Der Spiegel."

It's sad, but it's true.

Bai Weining bit her lip, her face turned pale under the light.

Bo Lianye took her hand and said softly, "The Qu family would not accept a family background like Ming Jing's. Why should you feel sad for an impossible result?"

One sentence awakened Bai Weining, yes, it is impossible for Ming Jing and Qu Feitai to be together, their family backgrounds are very different.

The Qu family would never allow Qu Feitai to marry a merchant's daughter.

Bo Lianye smiled slightly, "Let's go, don't keep little uncle and aunt waiting."

After all, the phoenix is ​​going to soar nine days, so why bother with a sparrow.

No matter how powerful the sparrow is, it is still a sparrow after all.

From the moment of birth, you have already lost.

The main hall is brightly lit.

The old lady Bo was wearing a festive Tang costume and was sitting in a wheelchair. A pair of twin brothers and sisters Bo Yuxun and Bo Yujiang were standing behind her. The mother and son had absorbed the essence of the world and the aura of the sun and the moon. The woman is dignified, gentle and radiant like a treasure in the world, not to mention the old lady, who has never been defeated by the beauty of time, which is fully reflected in her.

Everyone came up to greet the old lady first, and then congratulated the brothers and sisters on their birthdays and gave gifts.

The old lady Bo never closed her mouth.

"This is Xiaobai. You have been mature since you were a child, and you are serious, but if anyone marries you, you will be very happy."

"Aunt Shuang, you are wrong about this. I am not happy at all when I marry him." A delicate voice sounded.

There was a moment of silence.

Bai Ziyu glanced coldly at the woman who was speaking, but the woman didn't notice it, and there was a hint of distress on her delicate face.

Bo Yuxun raised his eyes, quietly looking at the woman standing not far away, and clenched his hand slightly by his side.

The old lady Bo gently patted the back of Bo Yuxun's hand, and smiled slightly: "Are you Qiuxi? Look at Aunt Shuang's memory, and almost forgot that you married Xiaobai. Although the times have opened up, women are not limited to husbands." That's the way of teaching children, but Aunt Shuang still wants to advise you, you must know how to be content in life, don't pick up sesame seeds and lose watermelons and still be complacent, a good man like Xiaobai is hard to find with a lantern."

None of the Jiang family's litter of daughters was reliable.

"Aunt Shuang, what a blessing you are. Uncle Bo is a good man who is hard to find even with a lantern. Don't think that all the men in the world are like Uncle Bo. We can't compare with you."

"People's hearts are not enough to swallow elephants, don't you still want to follow your sister's back road?"

A suffocating sense of oppression floated in the air.

Ji Rouen exclaimed: "Mom...."

The only one who dares to say that in Manjingzhou is her ancestor.

The eyes of Bao Yujiang, who was standing quietly, wavered slightly, and lowered his eyes calmly.

Qin Qiuxi bit her lips, her brows and eyes were inexplicably cool: "Aunt Shuang, my sister..."

"Ma'am, I'm sorry, my wife is not sensible, so don't worry about it like her." Bai Ziyu stopped to block Qin Qiuxi, and said.

The old lady Bo smiled and nodded: "You are still sensible..."

"Grandma Bo, do you still remember me?" Bai Ziyan walked in from the door with a smile, and arrived before anyone came.

The old lady Bo waved her hand in surprise: "You little monkey, how long has it been since you saw grandma, thank you you still remember grandma."

"Hee hee." Bai Ziyan ran over, knocked Qin Qiuxi away, and squatted in front of the old lady, "Grandma Bo, I miss you so much."