Village Girl Struggle

Zhao Xi didn't seem to hear those words, staring straight ahead blankly, and didn't say anything for a while.

Jiang Ying patted Zhao Xi's hand worriedly, thinking that if Xiao Pomegranate was a child of the Yun family, it would be good if she could return to the Yun family, and she wouldn't have to follow the present person.

Um, Xiao Pomegranate’s mother used to be the girl in Mrs. Zhao’s courtyard. Maybe the Yun family’s master came to visit Mrs. Zhao’s cousin and he took a fancy to Xiao Pomegranate’s mother. Then, Tian Lei shook the ground. , And then there was a little pomegranate. The little pomegranate’s mother did not go to Chengyun Mansion, so she had to marry Zhao Mansion’s family and have a son. This Yun family’s master somehow suddenly found out in his conscience that he remembered that there was a daughter who was living at a relative’s house. Only then sent someone to pick Xiao Pomegranate back and recognize him as the third lady...

Jiang Ying, who has made up a whole drama in his brain, is waiting to look at the appearance of Pomegranate, to see if it is somewhat similar to the gentleman Yunsong that year. After all, is that also her half-brother? Grandma met, Grandma Gao's eyes were horribly wide, and she stared at herself, huh, herself?

Suddenly, Jiang Ying was hit, and his brain suddenly twitched.

I'm a god?

This so-called third lady is not talking about this king, right?

Just listen to the Yun family’s general continuing, "Young Master Zhao, please let Jiang Erni by your side, follow us back to see the old lady, right?"

Zhao Xi’s small body was sitting upright, motionless, but her eyelashes were trembling slightly. Jiang Ying felt that his small hands were like ice cubes.

Of course, Jiang Ying himself was not much better.

The heavens are here, this king doesn't want to be the third illegitimate young lady in Yunfu. Hey!

Zhao Xi slowly turned her head and looked at Jiang Ying, her eyes gleaming, her bloodless lips moved, she wanted to say something, but she let out a mouthful of blood. The body turned straight towards Jiang Ying.

Before Zhao Xi lost consciousness, he saw Jiang Ying’s panicked expression, and seemed to hear Jiang Ying calling his name. He didn’t forget to grasp one hand tightly when it was dim in front of him, as if it were. The only life-saving driftwood for drowning victims...

Zhao Xi felt that her chest seemed very hot, and she seemed to be stuck with a piece of ice, wandering lightly in the vastness of nothingness.

A gust of wind blew him, blowing him to a distant place, looking down from the clouds, it was a vast plain, fertile and wild for thousands of miles. There is a mountain range to the west, and the mountains are lush and green, like a road with a green screen, which protects a square city in the center.

Look down at the city from high above. It seemed to be the treasure box he had played with. The grids in the box were neatly arranged, and the terraces were vertical and horizontal, and the crowds were all the size of ants.

In a mansion near the outer city at the west end of the city. Two people were talking in the study in the main courtyard.

The man who was speaking was a man in his early thirties, with a slightly worried look between his straight eyebrows, and he replied to the old man who was sitting on the couch.

The old man and the man were very familiar with each other, and they looked a little alike, and they were two fathers and sons at first glance.

It is the middle-aged Zhao Xuan and the elderly Zhao Dehua.

Zhao Xuan saw no one in the room. Then he cautiously said, "Father, someone saw it a few days ago. It seems that I have seen my second brother in front of the Baiyun Hall in Xishan. The second brother...dressed as a monk."

Zhao Dehua's brows twitched, but he was speechless for a while. After a while, he sighed. Scolded, "That evil barrier. Let him go! Whether you die or live, you don't need to bother about it anymore."

A hint of joy flashed in Zhao Xuan's eyes, but he was worried, "Father, the second brother will not return home, these two younger siblings..."

Zhao Dehua waved his hand, "Oh, I have harmed my daughter in vain. Let your daughter-in-law take care of me."

Anyway, she was just a concubine of a ruined family. Since she has already married in, she should take it as a means to support herself, no matter how good the meal is.

Zhao Xuan replied, "Yes, my son knows it."

There was a little smile on the face that turned around.

Haha, Zhao Xi, my good second brother, you just married 17-year-old daughter-in-law, as the eldest brother, will take good care of you.

As he walked, he pressed the purse on his waist. Inside the purse was a strand of blue silk tied into a concentric knot, and the fragrance of the daughter was cut by the good younger brother and sister and given to him.

Everyone knows that he is kind as a big brother, he is like a little brother who sleeps like a baby, and he is a gambling and good wine. For the younger brother, he concealed it in front of his father, and arbitrarily set a decent marriage for his concubine. Although the family is not high and she is a concubine, the daughter is born well in color and has a good reputation of filial piety. If the younger brother is always a little conscientious Yes, I should change my mind, but this ridiculous little brother ran away from home after three days of getting married and did not return for half a year. Rumor has it that he went to the temple in Xishan and shaved his head to be a monk. It's thrown away.

Nowadays, when talking about Zhao Xilai, who doesn't scold the ridiculous prodigal? Don't you sigh hard for that little Jiao Niang?

Does anyone know that in fact, that little Jiao Niang was first met by her uncle, she fell in love at first sight and fell in love at first sight. For the sake of the long-term, she decided to marry the fool Zhao Xi in a disguised form to get into the Zhao Mansion?

Zhao Xuan picked up the purse at his waist and put it under his nose with an intoxicating sniff. The smile on his face gradually deepened. This kind of satisfaction of stepping on others under his feet is a matter of being in the game, I can’t experience it...

Floating in the clouds, Zhao Xi felt unfamiliar anger, but soon he was relieved. Since it is inappropriate that this is home, then whether the people in this house are dead or alive, affair or ambiguous, and what to do with him?

Another gust of wind came, and Zhao Xi floated in the wind and flew to the mountain range to the west. In a shallow hole between the mountainside, a monk in linen clothes was lying.

The monk has thinned to a bone. Although his head is bare, he has a messy gray beard. He can hardly see his face. He is lying on a pile of grass, his eyes are blank and his breathing is unstable, although he looks like Old man Suimu, but Zhao Xi inexplicably knew that he was actually in his early twenties. At this moment, even people who didn't understand medical skills looked at it and knew that this monk was going to die.

Zhao Xi looked at the monk in mid-air, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt like a dream. As he was struggling to understand, an inexplicably powerful suction sucked in the floating Zhao Xi. The monk lay motionless, but suddenly opened. He opened his eyes and looked at the woman beside him who was talking to him softly.

The woman wore a blue preaching gown with a wooden hairpin curling her hair. There was no ornament on her body. She had a plain face with some wind and frost, but her eyes were warm and clean.

Zhao Xi, that is, the monk, he gently stroked the woman's brows with his eyes, like a friend who had reunited after a long time, with unbelievable surprises and annoyance that hated not seeing each other early.

He knew that this woman was the third young lady of the famous Yun Family of the Da Zhao Dynasty. Her identity was Shuchu, and her mother's identity was a mystery. According to legend, she was a short-lived girl who had the eyes of her master.

This woman should be twenty-five years old this year. It was the perfect time for the young woman in her boudoir. The noble ladies like her are now husbands and daughters, and they are in charge of their own backyard. Expensive life.

And this woman, ever since he was seriously ill and dying, she came down from the Baiyuntang on the top of the mountain to take care of him and feed him water and food.

Maybe she is too lonely, maybe because she, who seems to be dying, is a good confidant.

After she took care of him every day, she would tell her own story little by little.

She was originally a village girl. Her father didn’t like her since she was a child. She was brought up by her elder sister. Later, her father married her stepmother. The stepmother hated their sisters even more. He married her eldest sister to a forty-year-old lame and sold her to a big family named Zhao. Be a girl.

The village girl first entered the Zhao’s Little Young Master’s Yard as a rough maid, but one morning the young master ran out for some reason and said a few words to the village girl. She was beaten and scolded by the young master’s nurse. After that, I found an excuse to rush out of the young master's yard.

Now this little girl can only go to those places that are more painful and tiring. She was arranged to go to the laundry room. Every day she washed a lot of clothes. Her hands were frozen, leaving incurable scars.

Although life is bitter, it is still much better than at home, at least I can eat a full meal.

No one thought that when the little girl was eleven years old, suddenly, a distinguished guest came from the mansion, the old lady Yun of Baoguo Gongfu, and she happened to see the little girl who came to give the charcoal basin. She felt familiar, so she let the Yun family members I went to secretly search the little girl’s life experience, and found out that this little girl is the prostitute of Baoguo Gong Yunzong. Back then, because of the chaos in the backyard of the mansion, there were treacherous slaves, and the little girl ended up in the country and was picked up and raised by the family in the country. .

The little girl was recognized back to Yunfu, and her identity suddenly became the third lady of Baoguo Gongfu.

However, how can a timid little girl who doesn't know the big words, rough hands and feet, be considered by those who are accustomed to holding high and low? The other ladies of Baoguo Gongfu were even more unwilling to interact with this village girl-like sister. No matter how hard she studied, the gentleman who taught women studies in the mansion still looked at her with contempt.

And Mrs. Bao Guo and Mrs. Bao Guo didn't care much about the daughter he recognized halfway. The third young lady would only see the so-called father and mother during the New Year's Day.

It seems that in the mansion, only Mrs. Yun has a better attitude towards her, but she always shows disappointment inadvertently.

When I finally reached the age of fifteen or six, just when the cardamom was in his prime, he happened to meet a handsome and innocent boy in the house. The boy inadvertently smiled at the third lady, and suddenly aroused the heart of this idiot.

When her concubine sister discovered her thoughts, she seemed to kindly encourage her to confess her heart to the son of the phoenix eye. She believed it to be true, and actually embroidered a veil. When the son of the phoenix eye was a guest at the mansion again, she cautiously Give it to him.

The phoenix eyed son actually smiled and accepted the veil!

Miss San couldn't believe her good luck, but her heart seemed to fall into the abyss one day later.

It turns out that Young Master Phoenix Eyes is a romantic, because he bet with people on how long he can sway the heart of a noble girl at the earliest, and then there is Young Master Phoenix Eyes looking back and smiling.

ps: Xiaoying: You Mi made a mistake. If this king had no soul to pass through, would Jiang Erni actually have such a tragic life? Xiao Fengfeng: Young Master Fengyan can't be me! My son will not be so bad~ Xiaoxi: Bah! I don't want to be a monk! Hehe, thank you eee0499ff for your pk ticket~