Who Cares

Old man Guan looked at his granddaughter with a whole new vision. The child has been growing up by his side, no one knows better than him what his temperament is. She is indeed proud, unyielding, and stubborn, but she never has such courage.

To be kind and courageous; to be frugal and broad; to give up later and first; to die? No regrets! This sentence seems simple, but it conceals the unwillingness to die. She is a spoiled little girl. Perhaps the biggest worry is the chaos in the back home and the jealousy. Where can she be so brazenly lonely? After marrying into Zhao's Mansion, did she still experience unknown sufferings?

The old man's face changed suddenly, and he asked, "Yiyi, tell me honestly, how does the Zhao family treat you?"

Father Guan also walked in with dark eyes, and while holding up his daughter's script to watch, he forcibly endured the palpitations, "Zhao Luli bullied you?"

The family has been worrying about themselves for a lifetime. In this life, Guan Suyi hopes that they will be safe and smooth. How can they complain? She quickly took her grandfather's arm and smiled, "Even if he was Zhenbeihou at the beginning, he could not get a bargain from me. Now he is a commoner, what else can he take from me? Grandfather, dad, don't worry, I I had a good life in the Zhao family, the servants feared me, the children respected me, the mother-in-law and the concubine guarded me, the two concubine rooms were closed in the East House, and they couldn't see each other at all. There is no such thing as a more comfortable life in Wei Guo. Mistress."

"That's all right." The old man Guan glanced at his granddaughter deeply, and was relieved to make sure that she was not telling a lie.

Guan's father didn't believe it very much, and was about to interrogate carefully, when a servant woman suddenly ran outside, panting and saying, "Old lady, someone from the palace is here to deliver something, please go to the front yard to welcome her."

When the three of them walked to the front yard, they saw the little yellow gate who sent things through the house last time and saluted with a smile, "I have seen two adults, I have seen a lady, and the slave has been ordered to give a reward." , Let them look behind themselves.

This time it was still six big boxes, which were attached with red seals. Zhong Clan said clearly, "Did you send it wrong last time, and the emperor asked you to change it?"

"Ms. Hui, I didn't send it wrong last time, but a few boxes were missing. The minion has a gift list here. Would you like to order?" The little yellow keeper handed a long list to Zhong, and when she finished counting, he left.

This time the reward is really sent to the heart. A box of extremely precious stones such as Shoushan stone, Qingtian stone, Changhua stone, Balin stone, etc., is more extraordinary in appearance and color, which is extremely great for the old man who loves carving seals. Baby; a box of antique calligraphy and paintings, all authentic works of famous artists, any one is enough to get those literati and scholars outside to grab their heads. Father Guan was breathing heavily and his heart was beating wildly. People had already rushed to the box; the remaining four boxes were all rare and rare in the world, with a wide variety of subjects and a huge variety of subjects.

No matter how difficult it is for Guan Suyi to maintain an elegant and indifferent manner, he took a deep breath and walked over, squinting his face, "Mother, did you say that you gave me my dowry last time still count?"

Zhong, "..."

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After dinner, he dragged four big boxes back to Zhao's Mansion, and Guan Suyi sighed contentedly, "I finally understand why my grandfather and father love the emperor so much, and his benefits are really in the word "local tyrant". I’ve seen all kinds of people in so many places, and I’ve never seen anyone more generous than the emperor. I’m afraid there are thousands of these books, enough for me to build a bookstore, and then lie down and watch it for ten or eight years. These are all his rewards in the future, so I have to go back and get a touch of light every time."

Seeing Madam's expression of joy, Jin Jin thought secretly: Madam, you are wrong. It is Master Emperor and Master Taichang that have touched your light. These objects are all given to you by your majesty, he bears, dare not, so he can only detour.

The masters and servants were counting the books happily, and there was a crisp knock on the door outside, but it was Zhao Luli who looked back. With a gentle smile on his face, he inquired, "I heard someone say that you went back to the Imperial Master's Mansion today? Are the two Taishan still healthy?"

Guan Suyi led him to the inner room, lukewarm, "It's still as healthy as before, thank you for your concern. Are you here from the old lady? You should have dinner, right? I moved a few boxes of things. When I came back, the room was messy, it was really rude."

Zhao Luli clearly heard that she was pushing people, but it seemed that she had taken root under her feet, and she refused to move half a step. He pressed his pressed chest and sighed, "Su Yi, I'm really sorry, today I was careless and lost your manuscript." Seeing her wave his hand, he seemed to say that it was okay, he I hurriedly continued, "I tried to make up, but found that I always made mistakes. Today I hide in the crowd, watching them praise you, praise you, and support you. My heart is sweet and bitter. Sweet is such a good woman. It’s my wife; the bitter thing is that I don’t know how to cherish it and almost lost you. Suyi, after the division of residence, do you plan to live with me forever? You don’t want to conquer me, be a real husband and wife, and raise them together Is he a child? If he can inherit your ingenuity, he must be very promising in the future, he..."

For Zhao Luli, these are all his desires for a better life; for Guan Suyi, it is no less than a nightmare of cannibalism, which makes her feel painful. There were beads of sweat on her forehead, and she was trying to make him shut up quickly, but Jin Jin came in with a tea tray, and she didn't know what she had tripped under her feet, and all fell on his head.

She kept apologizing, wiped it with fear, tears in her eyes, as if she was about to cry. Zhao Luli didn't care about with his wife's confidante, so he reluctantly returned to the East Mansion for a change.

"The door between the two residences is locked. No one is allowed to open it." Guan Suyi exhaled fiercely. Then he took out a broad bean-sized golden bead from his purse and threw it to the gold. "Good job. Take this for fun."

Kaneko was flattered and knelt down to thank him. Suddenly, he saw a pigeon flying diagonally outside the window. It landed on the window sill, and then jumped into the study without fear of life. Standing on the pen holder, he tilted his head to look at Guan Suyi, and murmured. Called, as if there was something to say.

Guan Suyi thought it was very smart and cute, so he didn't drive him away. After the gloomy mood faded, he looked at it carefully, but saw that it was a homing pigeon with a thin bamboo tube tied to its ankle. She had guessed in her mind, she took out the note from the bamboo tube and unfolded it slowly, sighing first, and then secretly speaking.

Guan Guan Jujiu, in the continent of the river. A fair lady, a gentleman is so good. Staggered Nymphaea, left and right. Fair lady, what I long for...Slightly jerky but strong on the back of the handwriting, slowly write down this world's first love poem.

The man's sad expression, struggling eyes, and the figure who wanted to chase but couldn't chase, seemed to be close at hand, making Guan Suyi even more upset. She planned not to answer a single word, but after thinking about it, she finally wrote: Gao Niao can choose wood, Xi Yang touches Fan. I have seen the material situation now, and I am willing to forget the words from now on.

Seeing the birds fluttering away and dropping a few white feathers, she constricted the loneliness and loneliness in her eyes, and slowly hid herself in the shadow of the blood-red sunset.

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Emperor Sheng Yuan raised his arm to catch the pigeon and fed it a few corns. Then he took off the bamboo tube and carefully pulled out the paper roll.

"The bird can choose the wood, the sheep can touch the fan..." He chewed word by word, with a sharp knife, and said with a wry smile, "Madam is so cruel, is she persuading me to forget feelings and empathy? She is not at all. Moved by me?" I was uncomfortable, and a homing pigeon flew out of the window, whispering and jumping to the imperial case.

Seeing that the emperor hadn't responded for a long time, Bai Fu stepped forward to get the letter, recognized the mark on the bamboo pipe, and whispered, "Your Majesty, it was sent by Lord Shen."

Lord Shen is Jin Jin, the number two figure in the Dark Guard. Emperor Shengyuan hurriedly read, his painful expression was slowly replaced by joy, and his cheeks were red and throbbing after a while. It turned out that his understanding was correct, and Ni Tavern really meant that.

Ever since he met Madam, he would always involuntarily imagine when he encountered problems-if Madam were here, what would she do? Gradually, his thinking and his wife became more and more similar, and his affection became stronger and stronger. Until now, he has a sharp heart, and he can see through it. He seldom read Taoist classics, and he was not even familiar with Lao Tzu's words, but he suddenly blessed his soul and blurted it out. The wife wanted to introduce him as a confidant, but she did not know that she was already his confidante.

After a burst of uncontrollable joy, his face turned from red to black, and he sneered, "I broke my wife's heart, and now he takes a child to make up for it. Zhao Luli wants to be beautiful!" The pitiful sense of superiority disappeared.

No matter how bad Zhao Luli is, he can at least give his wife a child, but what about him? What can he give Madam? But if he is asked to give up, his heart will be painful like a knife cut, just like a traveler falling off a cliff, even if his two arms stubbornly dig into the rock, he will die after exhaustion.

He covered his face, his facial features were severely distorted, he wanted to cry but there were no tears, he wanted to yell but couldn't, there was no way out except to suffer secretly. After being silent for nearly a quarter of an hour, he muttered, "Serve the pen and ink."

Bai Fu didn't dare to breathe, spread the rice paper gently, sharpened the thick ink, and passed the imperial pen.

"Madam compares me to a high bird and a sheep, and compares herself to a mortal tree and a fan. It is really modest and self-deprecating. It is heartbreaking. Although I am not talented, I am proud of myself and I am willing to be a phoenix. Drinking, neither tender bamboo nor food, nor phoenix trees, nor inhabitants, just like this, my wife does not marry in this life. Madam can blame me, hate me, just ask not to be far away from me. Sincerely, Hunar, I sing Yu’an."

Emperor Sheng Yuan finished writing the ruler and concealed it into the bamboo tube, and then let the pigeon fly away. After standing by the window for most of the night, he was sure that his wife had not replied, so he lay down sullenly.

On the other side, Guan Suyi looked at the love letter that Feiqing did not marry in her hand. He was so angry and funny, but also moved inexplicably. He planned to burn it quickly so as not to fall into the hands of others, but somehow failed to start, so he had to find a safe place. I collected it in my place, after thinking about it, I didn't write a reply in the end, but it was a rare night to sleep.