Chapter 822 Cheng Mansion
Two or three days ago, the weather became much clearer.
After nightfall, bright lights were lit in the side hall on the west side of the backyard of Cheng Mansion.
The copper stove is filled with charcoal, which flickers on and off, adding a lot of warmth to the house.
Ten-year-old Shi Hong sat behind the desk and waved to four-year-old Tuoba Shiyiqian.
Shi Yiqian walked over slowly.
"Your father was killed by Shao Xun?" Shi Hong asked.
Shi Yiqian was still young and couldn't quite understand, so he just looked at Shi Hong intently.
Shi Hong was stunned, then lost his temper and said, "It seems that I don't understand. A three-year-old child who is not familiar with worldly affairs will probably recognize a thief as his father in the future."
Shi Yiqian again After looking at Shi Hong twice, he quickly lost interest in him and planned to go to the yard to find his mother.
"Don't leave yet, talk to me. I've been holding back for the past few years." Shi Hong quickly stood up and grabbed Shi Yiqian and said.
He subconsciously ignored that Shi Yijian was from Xianbei and was still young. It would be good if he could understand some simple Xianbei conversation - maybe he could also understand a little Wuhuan dialect, but only "a little".
Of course, maybe he doesn't care, he just wants to find someone to talk to.
"My uncle didn't teach me military science or martial arts. He specially found three scribes. One taught me Confucian classics, one taught poetry, and the other taught laws and regulations." Shi Hong said: "In fact, my uncle treated me very well. OK. I was only one year old when I moved into Sizhong Li's house in Yecheng. He even took me back to the old house of the Cheng family in Guangping and treated me really well."
Shi Yiqian didn't want to listen to him. Noisy, trying to slip away with short legs.
There were bursts of laughter on the street outside the courtyard wall, which made him very yearning and curious. He wanted to climb out of the wall and have a good look.
"I want to change my surname to Cheng after my mother, but my uncle won't allow it." Shi Hong sat back on the desk, resting his cheek on his hand, looking confused.
Shi Yigan saw that Shi Hong no longer restricted him, turned around and left without any nostalgia.
"Actually, I have no impression of my biological father. My uncle said he was extremely cruel, and my mother said he was extremely ambitious. Maybe they are both right." Shi Hong's voice came from far behind him. : "Actually, I have seen King Liang slightly more than him. Unfortunately, he is not a good person either. He comes casually and leaves in a hurry. Every time I leave, my mother feels sad for a long time..."
Shi Yijian rushed into the courtyard in a hurry.
Wang and Cheng were looking at the stars in the sky and admiring the plum blossoms in the courtyard.
The two met for less than a day. In fact, they were not familiar with each other at all, and their conversation was a bit awkward.
Wang occasionally looked at Cheng with pitiful eyes.
Where Wang could not see, Cheng actually looked at her with pitiful eyes.
But I don’t know why the two of them pitied each other.
"Shi Le is in Shangjun." Mrs. Wang sniffed the white wintersweet and said softly: "He has an old relationship with Liu Lugu. In the past, when the Dugu tribe was still grazing near Shengle, the two met. I heard Liu Lugu Lu Gu said that he was much older than the first time he was working in Xinxing, but he had not lost his ambition. "
For some reason, Mrs. Cheng felt a little irritated.
In the Cheng family, the word "Da Hu" is a taboo and cannot be mentioned casually. This is nothing. It is completely understandable. After all, the Cheng family in Guangping gave birth to a prefect and a supervisor, both of whom were officials of King Liang. Always mentioning Dahu will make people suspect that you are still thinking about your old master, which will be detrimental to your future. Although Liang Wang may not care too much about these small things.
But Cheng's irritability is not because of this.
She didn't delve into the reason, she just felt irritated - maybe she didn't dare to delve into her own heart. Women in troubled times are originally a piece of meat in the eyes of others, and everyone subconsciously wants to catch a ray of it. rely on.
"If you want to write a letter -" just as Wang was about to finish her sentence, Cheng turned around.
She is weak and submissive by nature. Turning around and not speaking is her greatest expression of dissatisfaction.
Ms. Wang reacted quickly and felt that she had made a mistake. However, she couldn't bear to apologize and just remained silent.
There were footsteps again from behind.
Ms. Cheng was so familiar that she immediately turned around and saluted: "Sister-in-law."
Cheng Xia's wife, Mrs. Li, returned the gift, then looked at Mrs. Wang and said, "Have you got used to living here since you came here?" ." Wang replied.
"Is this the acting father-in-law?" Mrs. Li looked at Shi Yijian, who was standing quietly at her mother's feet, and said with a smile: "You are so calm at a young age, you will become a great talent in the future. , commanding the heroes of Xianbei. Compared with him, the two prodigal sons of my family are too stubborn."
" Madam, you are too modest. One day counts, how can you expect too much?"
Li sighed softly and said: "This world is not easy for anyone."
In the past, my sister was Mrs. Shi Le. The Cheng family in Guangping swept away the decline and gradually began to move up.
Her natal family, the Li family in Zhao County, has been in decline for many years, and its lintel has become increasingly dim. She originally wanted to use the east wind of the Cheng family to revive the family, but Shi Le was defeated in one day, and all her efforts were in vain.
The current Li family of Zhaojun is not ranked high among the noble families in the world.
Later, they tried to seduce General Si Lu Zhi of the Right Army, but they just found some way. As a result, Lu Zhi was bedridden again and resigned from the military post.
After experiencing these two setbacks, the Zhaojun Li family had to turn their attention back to the Guangping Cheng family.
There is a rumor in Pingyang that after serving as the supervisor of the army, her husband Cheng Xia will be re-employed. The reason is that Lu Zhi was crying and bleeding on the sickbed. The King of Liang sighed thinking about his past friendship and planned to compensate the people of Hebei - the rumor is true It's true or false, but Li believes it's true.
And if Cheng Xia is put in a high position, then as the daughter of the Li family who marries into the Cheng family, she will naturally have to shoulder the heavy responsibility of helping her mother's family.
This is also good for the Cheng family. After all, a general needs counselors and brave generals to go into battle. The Li family of Zhaojun can exist as a subordinate of the Cheng family of Guangping. As long as it is beneficial, this is not a problem.
The two counties are so closely connected that they are a match made in heaven.
"Listening to Ke Dun's talk, she is actually a girl from a scholar family. I wonder if she can be good at it?" Li asked again. "I am quite familiar with "Zuo Shi Chun Qiu" written by Changping Kou." Wang said, "I reread it yesterday and gained new insights."
Life has undergone great changes. I have seen and listened to more, and my experience has increased. When you review the classics, you will indeed have new understandings.
Wang majored in this book, which shows that Wang from Guangning did not train her as an ordinary woman, but went straight to Tuoba Xianbei Kedun.
"Ke Dun is both knowledgeable and handsome, so there is no need to worry." Li said pointedly.
Wang was a little confused when she heard this, but Cheng blushed and lowered her head.
Li covered her mouth and smiled.
At this moment, the sound of carriages and horses came from outside the courtyard wall, and after a while, there was a knock on the door.
Ms. Cheng raised her head, took a quick look, and then quickly lowered her head.
Li made a gesture with her eyes.
Several boy servants standing in the distance stepped forward and opened the door - this door existed long before the house was built. Later, it was blocked with bricks and sealed, but after the New Year Yu, suddenly reopened.
As soon as the door opened, more than ten capable soldiers poured in from outside the courtyard wall.
They wore fake clocks on the outside and armor on the inside. After entering the courtyard, they immediately occupied every corner and took away several servants who opened the door.
Wang looked at all this with some surprise, but Li and Cheng turned a blind eye and just stood aside, bowing their heads in solemnity.
After a while, a person opened the curtain and slowly entered the yard.
Behind him, sergeants continued to pour in. After reaching fifty people, the small school closed the gate again.
"Your Majesty." Li and Cheng saluted together.
Shao Xun nodded towards Li, and Li left with understanding.
"I just came from the guest house of Honglu Temple. I'm tired. Go prepare some soup." Shao Xun looked at Mrs. Cheng again.
Ms. Cheng hummed, turned around, walked a few steps, and gave instructions to the maid.
Wang was shocked when she heard what Shao Xun said, and subconsciously squeezed her son's hand.
Shi Yijian cried out in pain and looked at his mother in confusion.
"Meet Da Jin——" Mrs. Wang could no longer care about her son and quietly took two steps forward.
"Wait, is Daya here?" Shao Xun turned his head, smiled apologetically at Mrs. Wang, and then looked at Mrs. Cheng.
"Review your lessons in the inner room." Mrs. Cheng came back and said softly.
"Let him study hard and don't be lazy." Shao Xun nodded and said: "Since I raised the army, I have fought dozens of battles, large and small, all over the land of Guandong. How can I miss his official position? I His mind is not so narrow-minded. The great disaster has passed, and the war will be stopped, and the world will be peaceful. This is where scribes like him come into play."
Mrs. Cheng responded softly and glanced at Mrs. Wang intentionally or unintentionally.
Wang's heart thumped, something didn't sound right.
"Your Majesty——" Wang took another step forward and was about to salute when she saw Shao Xun looking at Shi Yijian.
"As the saying goes, you can see old age at the age of three. He is not worthy of his praise. It would be nice to have more contact with Shi Daya." After Shao Xun finished speaking, he looked at Wang again and asked Said: "Mrs. Tai has just come to Pingyang, how can you get used to living there?"
Wang was a little confused. When she heard Shao Xun's words, she was still a little distracted, so she just said: "Everything is fine."< br>
"That's fine." Shao Xun felt relieved, then smiled gently and said, "The Duke and the wife must be tired from running around for days. Let's take a rest early."
After that, he turned and left. .
Twenty soldiers followed closely and disappeared behind the corridor.
Wang looked a little startled.
Shi Hong walked out of the side hall, glanced at the Wang mother and son standing in the courtyard, and suddenly said: "I heard it just now."
Wang looked at him blankly, and Shi Yiqian also looked over.
The ten-year-old boy said confidently: "You have been abandoned. I asked three mentors yesterday, and they all said that Tuoba Yihuai lived in Beidu and was older, so he could not stand it. Stand up. Shi Yiqian is no more than a child and can only be used as a hostage, just like the story of Desert Khan."
Wang is like being struck by lightning.
Seeing her like that, Shi Hong became more confident and said, "But you can wait. His mentor said that Tuoba Xianbei has the tradition of brothers succeeding in succession, and perhaps Yi Huai will pass the throne to Shi Yiqian in the future. Just wait.”
After saying this, Shi Hong looked at Tuoba Shiyiqian with joy and said, “Shiyiqian, stay with me, I’m bored to death.”
It wasn't until this moment that he showed some of the naughtiness that a child of this age should have.
Shi Yiqian looked at him blankly.
Wang hugged her son and returned to her residence.
After nightfall, a faint whimpering sound came from a small house opposite the pond.
The voice is gentle and delicate, with a bit of charm in the bones, and it seems to be filled with the joy of self-destruction.
(End of this chapter)