Chapter 5 Chapter 5 Mrs. Rong

I studied Chinese in college, but history has always been good.When Emperor Taizong of the Tang Dynasty, did the name Li Daozong exist? I thought about it carefully, and suddenly let out a cry.Li Daozong, the biological father of Princess Wencheng, the younger brother of Taizong Li Shimin, the name of King Jiangxia, isn't Li Daozong! How could Jiang Xia Wang Li Daozong have anything to do with Rong Shu'er's mother? Then there was a cough from downstairs.It was Rong Jincheng, the voice of my current father! It has been more than ten days since I woke up, and except for the first few days when he came to see him twice a day, I have not seen him these few days.I thought, this father probably doesn't like this idiot daughter either!Marrying her to Dongfang Qingyao is mostly just so that she will not have no food and clothing for the rest of her life.

I hurriedly hid Sipa and Chiyu in my arms, giggled, and threw the clothes in the cage like a child. Gu Jincheng slowly walked into my room, seeing the chaos in the room, he was slightly taken aback, then sighed. He held my hand, pulled me to sit down, patted my head, and said gently: "It looks much better, and I have the strength to turn over things again." His hands were warm and strong.Can't help but remind me of my father.My father died when I was eight years old.When he was not sick, he also patted my head gently and stroked my hair, with a loving face, just like the middle-aged man in front of him.

I raised my head, looked at Gu Jincheng, and couldn't help but giggle. Gu Jincheng felt that there was a difference in my eyes, and smiled: "My child, you can understand me, can you? I know you are not as stupid as they think, you can understand me, but you can't express what you mean Come on, won't you?" I can't help nodding. Gu Jincheng was very excited, and said with a smile: "I knew it, but you knew it in your heart." He stood up and paced back and forth: "Your mother was the most intelligent and beautiful woman in Luoyang back then. Everyone said, Miss Luoluo from the Mei family is the most beautiful woman in Luoyang, but as far as I can see, even if you look around the world, you can’t find a woman like her! I never believed that she would give birth to a fool! You look so beautiful! Like her!"

He stroked my cheek lightly, seemed a little fascinated, and seemed to be looking at something other than me, distant and distant, with indescribable love and hatred.He said leisurely: "We have been engaged since we were young, and I have long thought that being able to marry your mother is the happiest thing in my life. But your mother has always been so indifferent. After four years of marriage, she has been like She is a beautiful wooden figure, as if nothing or anything in the world can make her laugh, cry, or even get angry or angry. Even if I intentionally marry many other women to make her angry, she doesn't care. "

"Others say that she is a fool. Even after giving birth to you, others laughed at you as a pair of mother and daughter fools. But I know it's not, absolutely not. She just doesn't want to laugh. In her heart, she probably still thinks about Li Daozong Bar!" My mind can't turn around.Li Daozong, the king of Jiangxia, Gu Jincheng, the owner of Feiyun Village, and Mei Luoluo, the number one beauty in Luoyang, are they actually staging an ancient love triangle scene?King Jiangxia's inscription of the poem obviously still misses Mei Luoluo.What about Meiluoluo?Isn't a beautiful wooden man just a body with no emotion and no soul?

But if he lost his soul completely, how could he so carefully collect the silk handkerchief that Li Daozong confessed his heart to, and the chi jade?There must be some story about Chiyu and that silk handkerchief. If I were in modern times, I would probably be interested in their love, and maybe I could consider writing this sad story.A love story that turns one's own person and heart into wood and stone, probably can make a lot of tears. At this time, I was very glad that Gu Jincheng treated me as a fool who didn't know the world.On his face, you can vaguely see the beautiful outline of his youth. At this time, he is immersed in the memories of that year, adding a bit of melancholy that is close to elegance: "Li Daozong probably likes Luoluo. He is so talented and talented. Knowing how to write poems and draw pictures, he tried every means to get close to Luoluo, of course he had his intentions. I didn't want my unmarried lady to fall in love with others, so I managed to break them up. I tried my best to get Princess Changguang to come forward and ask the emperor to marry her as soon as possible. , Let Li Daozong marry the concubine. That Li Daozong is actually not worthy of Luoluo at all. He dare not resist the order. Not only did he immediately get married according to the order, he even dared not give her the title of side concubine. Luo, get Luoluo's heart?"

"Luoluo is a fool, Luoluo is such a fool! Why do you close yourself up for such a person, and even die in depression?" Gu Jincheng's eyes were moist, and he stroked my hair again: "If she is pregnant with you, she will smile , or cry, I'm afraid you won't be like this. I married her, but I married a log and gave birth to a..." He suddenly stopped, and sighed: "Forget it, Qingyao is a good boy. I have already told him that you should get married as soon as possible. Even if he gets married and has three wives and four concubines, he will still take good care of you for the rest of his life." You should learn something yourself, ponds and high-rise buildings are not places for you to play!"

He stood up, rummaged through the old clothes, and said, "These are your mother's old clothes, don't mess them up. I will prepare hundreds of new clothes for you, and I will give you the most generous dowry. You are married in a beautiful way. Even if they say you are a fool, you are my only legitimate daughter after all, and I will not let people look down on you, Shu'er." He hugged me in his arms, hugged me lightly, and just walked out sadly. It wasn't until he walked away that I realized that he actually came here for my Rong Shu'er's marriage.He had come to tell his silly daughter that he was going to marry her.

There was a lump in his throat. Turning around, looking at those old clothes, it seemed as if one could see the dead-hearted beauty, wearing old clothes without makeup or makeup, sitting in a dark corner, letting the delicate hands that threaded needles slowly dry up like sticks , making the phoenix eyes, which are bright and kind, cloudy like tea day by day, and making the beautiful beauty gradually grow old and haggard. Only that piece of jade, the piece of white jade with chi pattern that records the love of the past, is forever new and full of jade color. That Mei Luoluo must be a typical example of those stunning beauties with tragic fate in ancient times.

I feel a little sorry, I don't know what that beautiful woman with a sad face will look like? Gu Jincheng said, I look a lot like Mei Luoluo.Do I look like the number one beauty in Luoyang? I also looked in the mirror just now and found that my face was very correct, but I didn't feel that I was a beauty.Every morning, the maids rough up the bun for me, and I mess it up in the fastest time, so that the long hair, which is obviously very black and shiny, is in a mess, covering most of my cheeks, and also covering my face because of my freshness. Eyes that seem too agile for a living soul.

I unfurl my hair in a bun, and use a wooden comb to comb out the grass clippings and sundries in my hair. The hair hangs naturally behind my head, shining with a faint oily sheen.I wiped off the dirt on my face again, and looked back at the person in the mirror again.Delicate and tender cheeks, straight and straight nose, small and beautifully curved lips, eyes that are no longer dull flutter like butterflies, and a smile is as clear as a fairy, with a trace of alienation and loneliness that does not belong to this world. Even my own heart moved.The same appearance may show different temperaments under different souls.The classic facial features of the person in the mirror match my quiet and light temperament, and they complement each other perfectly, without makeup, it is already a charm. I feel a little flustered in my heart. Does such a matching body and soul imply something?Does it mean that this body really belongs to my soul?Does it mean that this world belongs to me, Yunxiyue? I didn't care about the messy clothes and accessories, jumped onto the bed and fell asleep with my head covered. I really hope that when I wake up, I am already lying on the soft Simmons at home, facing the computer, and a movie is playing on the computer. And the mother would shout outside: "Xiyue! Xiyue! It's time to get up!" And I just smiled lazily, while leaning on the bed while answering, continuing to watch my movie... "Miss San, Miss San! Wake up and have dinner!" Someone is calling, and not only one person is calling. I opened my eyes, two maids were standing in front of the bed and calling me, another maid was arranging the dishes, and a few delicate dishes were placed on the table, overflowing with fragrance.Several candles with a high fever danced, reflecting a few maids in ancient costumes like a dream.Could it be that I am still in a dream? "Miss San!" The oldest girl said in a loud voice, "It's time for you to eat. You've slept long enough." I have to eat, after eating, I washed my hands and feet, and the maids' affairs are over, and they can go back to their own rooms and play freely.In their hearts, where is the status of Miss San? Fortunately, I don't want to be Miss San.So I pretended to be a fool again, ate hastily, and under the disgusted eyes of the maids, I splashed the soup on my skirt, and covered my front skirt and my chin with rice grains. As soon as I said "full" with a smirk, the maids had removed all the food and fetched water to wash my face and feet.The water temperature is sometimes cold, sometimes hot, and rarely comfortable.Fortunately, in the past ten days or so, I have gradually gotten used to it and don't take it to heart. The maids left, and before leaving, they blew out the lights, locked the door, and left with a sigh of relief, talking and laughing. The room after I had a catastrophe is still in a mess. I messed up the clothes and stuffed them in a corner. It seems that they guessed that the master would not come for a while, and they were lazy to clean up without planning, or they planned to leave it. Do something tomorrow.It is not happy to think about following a foolish lady all the time.