Kuai Chuan Zhi becomes a boss in the collapsed world

Chapter 289 The Book Has Its Own Yan Ruyu

Du Man is the only daughter of a wealthy businessman from the Du family in Lingzhou. Mr. Du has only one daughter under his knees, and she grew up with her protection like a pearl like a treasure.

The life in this back house is boring, women can't go out to show their faces at will, Du Man is bored in the mansion day by day, relying on the love stories in the storybook or legends of ghosts to relieve boredom.

One day she read a story about a scholar who went to Beijing to rush for an exam. A rich daughter fell in love with a poor scholar.

"Wan'er, wait for my title on the gold list to propose marriage to Mr. Du. At that time, I will be an official, so I won't be afraid that Mr. Du will reject me. I will definitely marry you in!"

"Hong Lang, I believe in you."

"Wan'er, it's a long way to go, I can't go around enough..."

The man coaxed the naive rich lady into a dizzy state, convinced of his rhetoric, so he secretly brought a lot of jewelry from home and sent them to the pawnshop for money.

The scholar took the silver and embarked on the road to rush for the exam.

The willows are Yiyi, and the grass is separated.

Let's go and say goodbye, never see you again.

The scholar lied to the lady. When he was named on the gold list, he would naturally win the official family's daughter. How could a mere merchant's daughter dare to pretend to be a scholar with a smooth career?
Thinking so, the heartless man took Meijiao Niang with him, and then left behind the woman who was waiting for him.

People climb up, and the more they climb, the more they can see more fame and fortune. When the unattainable things in the past become within reach, it seems that they can be reached by just stretching out their hands. Who will think of the things they used step by step?
Of course, it is to bury the embarrassing self in the past, and it is best not to know about it. Of course, it is to throw away the high branches that were used when I was poor, and step into the mud, saying nothing more.

The scholar swelled amidst the praises, he had more power and gold and silver, and he had many wives and concubines.

He specially sent someone to block the news, so that the woman in the past could not easily know him.

Five years have passed.

The daughter of a rich family wasted her face in the day-to-day waiting. She shed too many tears, which made her bright eyes dim. Because of a verbal and private promise, she rejected the marriage arranged by her father. Rejected the original carefree life.

But the people she was waiting for never returned home.

She summoned up the courage to embark on a journey to find the scholar.

At this time, the scholar and the lady from the official family were singing in harmony, and took another beautiful concubine.

The scholar got the news that the woman had come to look for him, so he sent someone to stop her, and it would be best if she never came to the capital.

The poor girl died on the road, sick and jolted to death by the wagon.

Du Man laughed out loud after reading it, and her maid asked curiously, "What are you laughing at, Miss?"

"I'm laughing at the bitter girl in this story book." Du Man took a sip of tea, ate another snack, and said slowly: "How can someone wait for someone for five years because of illusory love? More Don't say that the other party just made a verbal promise."

The maid helplessly listened to her young lady's thoughts, took away the cake in front of Du Man, curled her lips and said: "You have already eaten a plate today, miss, if you continue to eat like this, your waist will be fattened. How can I find my in-laws!"

Du Man choked on the tea: "Cough cough cough...give it back to me!"

"No, you have to control your appetite. After the spring, you will be old enough. The servant boldly advised me that although the master is rich, you should also cherish your reputation and external image. When the time comes, you will get married." What if you don't go out?"

The servant girl patted Du Man's back lightly with her hand, and said in an intimate tone, as if she was addressing a child who was not grown up: "Always be so careless, and you will suffer in the future."

"Good magpie, stop nagging, why are you more nagging than my father?"

Du Man wrinkled her small face, and her pink cheeks still had a little baby fat. She combed two flower buds, each wrapped with a blue hair band, and when her head shook, it seemed that silk ribbons were flying, which was smart and cute.

The little girl was wearing a long blue dress embroidered with lotus, covered with a pink cloak, she propped her chin with her hands, and complained: "If you are fat, you will get fat. People in the world always have many demands on women. If they are fat, they will be thin, they will be short, they will be tall. Judgment. But obviously whether a woman is beautiful or not is their own business, why should a stinky man judge? I didn't spend half a copper coin from my future husband's family, so what if I am fat?"

"Hmph, Miss Ben is so grown up, she is not born to marry."

Du Man scratched her face, dangling her two slender legs, and said indignantly.

Magpie was stunned, and then sighed inwardly, he was still a child.

"Miss, do you know why the servant always mentions the matter of marriage? Girls are always ashamed to bring up that matter, but the servant always talks about it." Magpie asked.

Du Man looked up at her and shook her head: "I don't know."

"It's for the future of Miss. With a good face and figure, you can have more bargaining chips in the capital of people's love, and you can seize some opportunities in your husband's house in the future."

Du Man disagreed: "Even without these things, I can live well."

The servant girl smiled coldly: "Without the master, miss, you can't live a very good life, just like me, without the Du family, I can't get a better job, and I can't have a decent moon silver at home. A place."

"But Sister Magpie knows a lot of things. Even if she's not in my house, she can go out and open a shop. It's said in the scriptures. There are bean curd Xi Shi and chivalrous women like Gongsun Da Niang. You can do many things."

Du Man said eagerly, as if she was eager to prove herself, and even turned out a book with marked stories for Magpie to read.

"That's just an example. The servant girl is just an ordinary person, so she can't be so chic."

The magpie looks like Xiaojiabiyu, and she has a charming smile. Her eyes are mature and steady, and she looks at Du Man tolerantly. Du Man is suddenly a little discouraged.

She felt that what the other party said made her hear as if some beautiful places were collapsing, like a glow on her back, but everything made sense.

"Slaves were once as naive as Miss."

When she first traveled to this feudal dynasty, Magpie thought that she could rely on modern knowledge to thrive in ancient times.

Soon her pride was shattered by reality, and some edges and corners were smoothed.

The insurmountable class, the gap of identity, and the oppression of feudalism made her become an outlier in the small village in the countryside for a while.

The magpie was not originally called a magpie, but her name was Song Xi.

Song Xi didn't gradually adapt to this era until she was 15 years old. She no longer wanted to break away from the secular family, and no longer fiercely opposed those unimaginable concepts, but made herself more and more important in the big family.

Song Xi was 15 years old, and her family wanted to marry her to the master of Zhenshan as a continuation, but she refused, and persuaded her parents to give her a richer future.

(End of this chapter)