"Miss, it's great that your illness has recovered." The maid held a bowl with hot water in her hand. Seeing Fan Lihua standing in front of her pretty, she was pleasantly surprised to find that the lady not only woke up, but also became beautiful and tender.
"My mother is not dead yet, hurry up and find a way to find me a carriage or a horse." Until now, Fan Lihua was no longer a family member, saving her mother was the most important thing.
"The lady is not dead yet? Are those people lying? Did they bury the lady alive?" Neither the couple nor the couple expected that the Fan family was so vicious.
The maid also rushed to say: "We don't have a carriage, let alone a horse. We only have an old ox for plowing the land. There were oxen pulling the oxcart before, but two days ago, the eldest lady led someone to pull the oxen. Let’s go.”
“Then let’s take care of the old cow. I must rush back to my house and save my mother.”
"Little Miss, you should go as a slave! The journey is far away, and you, a young lady, are riding an ox..." The steward's immediate thought was that Miss Fan Lihua has never ridden a horse or an ox, and a girl would ride one. How is it appropriate to wear a cow?
Fan Lihua failed to explain so much to them. Can her face be compared with her mother’s life? He said hurriedly: "Quick... This is not the time to talk nonsense. Only I can know how to save my mother. It will be useless if you go to the manager."
"Okay..." The manager saw the young lady. With a firm look in her eyes, the young lady didn't have the weak look she had when she first arrived. She went to pull the cow out with some relief in her heart.
"Miss, the journey is long and you have no money. What should you do if you get hungry on the way? Let me cook some sweet potatoes for the lady to take with you on the way." The woman thought more about it and went to the city from here. It takes half a day.
"Silver...?" Fan Lihua thought of the currency in the world and realized that the most valuable things on her body were the necklace around her neck, the silver hairpin on her head, and the silver bracelet on her hand. These were not valuable things. , her eldest sister looked down upon it and did not take it away.
"Miss, I'll give you this silver fork." The maid took off the only hairpin on her head and wanted to give it to Fan Lihuagang for travel expenses.
"Keep the hairpin, I still have some jewelry..." Fan Lihua said and hurriedly turned around and left.
The maid and her mother followed and saw Fan Lihua, who had never ridden a horse or ridden an ox before. She steadily turned over and sat on the ox.
The steward put a clean rag on the cow's body. Fan Lihua sat on the cow. The cow was tied with a nose ring and a rope. She held the rope and waved her hand gently. The cow was sent a stream of immortal energy by her, as if the young had more strength than the prime of life, it ran forward quickly.
"Little miss, please slow down." The steward, his wife, and daughter looked worriedly at the backs of cows and people running away quickly. The cows that could not run well in the plowing fields before , why can you run so fast at this time?
It was just noon, and the winter sun was shining warmly. When the cow was running wildly, she was only wearing a thin singlet and trousers, and Fan Lihua didn't feel cold at all.
Fan Lihua and her brother had been here once last year, and she remembered the road to Paradise City.
Ignoring the picturesque scenery of the Three Rivers on the road, my mind flew to Fan Mansion, the poor mother in this body.
The horseman could clearly see that an old cow ran faster than his horse, which made some horsemen feel ashamed.
When Fan Lihua passed by two young men on horseback, the two young men were wearing curtains and hats, and their curtains were blown up by the galloping cattle.
A young prince is wearing a white brocade robe and a black cloak. He has thick eyebrows, big eyes, a high nose, red lips, a tall and thin figure, and a jade pendant on his waist and a sword. This man is Zhao Shuai, a talented scholar from Lecong Academy and the eldest son of the Zhao family in Lecheng.
The other young master was wearing a purple brocade robe and a white cloak, with a long face and a high nose, red phoenix eyes and sharp eyebrows, thin lips, a tall and slender figure, and a sharp sword hanging on a jade pendant at his waist. This man is Luo Shaoxing, the second son of the Luo family in Lecheng, and a talented scholar from Lecong Academy.
When the two young men passed by the cow, they saw clearly that there was a young beauty riding on the cow. The wind blew her hair, revealing a fair and beautiful face, and her loose and worn sleeves were flying. .
"Wow, girls can ride bulls these days. The old bull can run faster than the horse. It's strange." Luo Shaoxing wanted to clap his hands for the cow and the beautiful girl, with admiration in his tone.
“Don’t you think there’s something weird about her cow?” Zhao Shuai observed Wei’s twinkling eyes, and there was a little more warmth in his cold tone.
"She doesn't look like a peasant girl. Why is she dressed so shabbily..."
"I don't know..." Zhao Shuai and his friends were puzzled.
"Let's catch up and see what happens..."
Luo Shaoxing felt that there was a good show that he couldn't miss.
Zhao Shuai looked deeply at the back of the man who was riding a bull in the distance. He felt a sense of familiarity with this man.
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A young man from Lecong Academy was attending class in the academy when he suddenly felt a heart-wrenching pain, his eyelids were twitching, he covered his heart and frowned in worry.
When Mr. Zai said get out of class was over, he immediately packed his schoolbag, handed a note to his deskmate, and ran out quickly.
His deskmate didn't react yet. He just looked at the note in a daze and helplessly asked for leave.
The boy carrying the schoolbag had to rush out of the academy regardless of the fact that the dormitory students were not allowed to run out.
As soon as he arrived at the gate, someone at the guard called him: "Young Master, Old Master, and Old Madam, please invite me."
"Grandpa, grandma?" The young man should have quickly found a carriage to return home, but when he heard The servant of the Zhong family could only take his carriage to the Zhong family.
The young man got off the carriage, entered the Zhong Mansion and went straight to his grandfather and grandmother's yard.
Arrived in front of the bed of the two old men. The two old men's thin hands were shaking, trying to hold the young man's hand.
"Grandson, are you here? Is your mother okay?"
Fan Snow's face looked a bit like Fan Lihua's. The young man looked at the two old people with worried eyes. They had been sick and bedridden in these years. Like his mother, they both missed each other but found it difficult to see each other.
"My mother was fine when I went back last month. She should be fine. I just asked for leave and want to go back and see my mother."
"Okay, child." The old man told the maid, The young man prepared gifts and arranged a carriage to take him back.
Fan Snow couldn't bear to look at the two old men again, then ran out quickly and got into the carriage prepared for him.
The head wife of the Zhong family, Fan Snow's aunt, had a misunderstanding with her sister-in-law when she was a girl, and later married into the Zhong family. She was lukewarm towards her sister-in-law.
The old man at home is sick, and the sister-in-law is sick again. The two families gradually have less contact, and they have to send people to send gifts during the New Year and holidays.
The old man asked someone to pick up Fan Snow. How could she, the lady in charge, not know?
Just pretending not to know.
Paradise City Fan Mansion.
The gate is old and has a small hole. In the dilapidated courtyard, there is a coffin lying. The place is deserted and deserted. No one is keeping vigil in the courtyard.
The yard was full of weeds and the house was dilapidated. The furniture in the house was shabby and even a stool was missing its legs.
Different from other courtyards like this dilapidated courtyard, San Yiniang’s courtyard planted some less expensive flowers. At this time, Mr. Fan was having lunch here. "Master, I'm afraid of you..." The third aunt only gave birth to a daughter. She had no housekeeping rights, but she was very popular with her grandfather. She was an actress by birth, and Mr. Fan liked to hear her sing.
"Beauty, don't be afraid. My wife died of natural causes. Her death had nothing to do with you. What are you afraid of?"
Mr. Fan's wife was a little sad when she died. There is no expression on his face. Others are a husband and wife who spend a night and a hundred days of grace. He is a husband and wife who spends a night and a hundred days of sorrow. He has long been dissatisfied with Zhong Chuqiao's sad face.
Ever since his wife was injured after giving birth to twins and was sick all day long, he had not been to her yard. Later, the second concubine went to seize the dowry and drove Zhong Chuqiao to a run-down yard, and he acquiesced.
There are a few men who are not romantic and their wives are useless. It is only because of her bad luck.
......
The second aunt asked the maid beside her to call the coachman and put the eldest lady into the carriage.
The maid quietly withdrew. She had done a lot of things for the second aunt over the years, and kept adding septicemia medicine to the eldest lady’s medicine.
Just two days ago, the eldest lady, who was getting weaker and weaker, was given strong medicine again, and she fainted after drinking it.
The second aunt immediately sent people to seal off the scene and had people carry the eldest lady into an ordinary coffin.
The second young lady cried and shouted, but the eldest lady sent someone to tie her up and send her to the villa.
"Mother..." Fan Jinxiang came to her mother's room. She was wearing a wide-sleeved moiré brocade skirt, two hairpins on the side of her head, and a hosta. Her tone was coquettish, and she was walking in embroidered shoes. impatient.
"Well, Miss, what's the matter with you?" The second aunt had two jade hairpins on her head, a gold hairpin, a high bun, her face was rouged, and she was wearing a wide-sleeved red patterned brocade skirt.
This is the first time she has worn a red brocade dress since she became an aunt. It was also after the death of my wife. I thought about burying her today and asking her husband to promote her to wife in the evening, a legitimate step-wife.
"Mom, why don't you hurry up and have the dead man taken away? I'm afraid of it at night."
"Let the dead man be taken away later in the evening..." The second aunt was also worried. Too peaceful, feeling guilty, she knew what she was doing.
"Mom, I heard that the eldest son of the Zhao family and the second son of the Luo family came to Paradise City..." Fan Jinxiang said with a shy expression on her face. She really wanted to meet these two talented men. style.
“My daughter deserves such a talent.”
"Well, mother understands me best."
Most of the ornaments in the second aunt's room came from Chu Qiao's dowry.
The screen is embroidered with flowers blooming, with thread carvings of red sandalwood and Duobao grids. There is a large fish pattern vase with some plum blossoms on it, and there are also several exquisite ornaments.
A rosewood kang table is placed across the front kang, with a fish-patterned tea set on the table. Against the east wall facing the west, there is a half-used purple satin back pillow.
The mother and daughter sat on the pit and conspired. The aunt was planning to invite the two young masters into the house while they were still in Paradise City.
Fan Jinxiang was afraid that the two young masters would return to Lecheng today, and would go out to the street to see the two young masters in a private room outside a restaurant called Fuguilou Restaurant, and take this opportunity to get to know each other.
When she arrived at Fugui Building with two maids on horseback, the maid and the servant came to a private room with her, and the servant stood guard outside the door.
Fan Jinxiang and the maid looked at the street outside, waiting for the two talented men to appear.
The second aunt ordered people to carry the coffin out. There was no grand funeral, and there were no Taoist priests playing or beating, and not even a single relative showed up.
The coffin was carried onto a broken carriage with only one driver driving the carriage. The driver accepted a large sum of money from the butler and sent the coffin to a mass grave to be thrown away.
Before Fan Jinxiang saw the two young masters, she saw a carriage carrying a coffin, which made her withdraw her eyes in fright: "Unlucky..."
The maid next to Fan Jinxiang recognized at a glance that the carriage carrying the coffin on the street was The coachman of Fan Mansion.
"Miss, the coffin on the carriage is the madam..."
"Don't talk nonsense..., the madam will be my mother from now on. As for the sick man, he will die when he dies."< br>
Fan Jinxiang looked at the maid with twinkling eyes. She did not dare to speak loudly for fear that other rooms would hear her words.
This was a cow galloping down the street. The cow was walking so fast that passers-by were hiding, and so were the carriages driving the coffin.
Fan Lihua wanted to return to Fan Mansion quickly and did not notice the dilapidated carriage. When the carriage passed by her, she felt a connection in her body that made her tremble.
Fengyan turned around and saw the coffin on the carriage. She quickly stopped the galloping cow.
The galloping cow was pulled, and when it stopped, it raised its front hooves and said "Moo...".
Fan Lihua turned the bull's head around, ran to the carriage and shouted: "Stop..."
The driver who was driving the carriage in a panic heard this familiar and loud scolding, looked at the person who made the voice tremblingly, and stopped the carriage in a panic: "Second Miss..., I am just following orders..."
"Hammer..." Fan Lihua looked at the groom with stern eyes, suppressing her anger in her heart. Her mother, a royal wife, should not have been so hasty even if she died. There was no one to give away. She and her brother Not dead yet.
"Second Miss, there is no hammer..." The coachman trembled. In fact, he wanted to escape more.
Fan Lihua didn't care that her strength would be exposed. She flicked her sleeves and slapped her palm on the coffin of the carriage. The nailed lid was knocked off by her palm and flew out on the road.
This is the busiest street in Paradise City. There are such lively things to see, no matter how unlucky the coffin is in front of them, they discovered the gossip.
The people who gathered around heard the conversation between the groom and Fan Lihua, and they all whispered about it. Who in Paradise City didn't know that a royal wife in Fan's house was seriously ill.
Master Fan’s behavior of pampering his concubines and destroying his wives was the most shameful thing for the official wives. When the wife died, she was buried without any splendor, but she simply asked a rickshaw driver to carry away a very simple coffin. , everyone guessed that there must be something fishy in it.
The legitimate daughter appeared on the street wearing tattered and patched clothes and riding a cow. According to the story in the storyteller, the legitimate daughter escaped death and took the risk to come back to save her mother.
The carriage driver wanted to sneak away, but was blocked by a passerby on the roadside. He could only lower his head and accept the judgment in the eyes of passers-by.
When the road is rough, there are many people who are ready to help. (End of chapter)