[Sui and Tang Dynasties] Wise husbands emerge from under the whip

"A Yuan, are you still angry?"

Ke Jing was taken aback for a moment, then looked up at that too thin face, this was the second time Yuan Xiaoju asked her this question, the first time was when he was in the other courtyard of Renshou Palace, that time he used "hate" Character.

And the difference from the previous questioning was just changing the soup but not the medicine. What he meant was whether Yuanshi still resented him.

However, the current Yuan clan is no longer the Yuan clan, but Princess Heshuo Kejing from the Qing Dynasty.And she admired this upright man.

"Father, why do you ask that?" Ke Jing asked in surprise, "Why is my daughter angry with you? You came all the way here, and it's A Yuan's fault for not entertaining you well."

"No, you've done a good job." Looking into her eyes, Yuan Xiaoji praised sincerely, "A Yuan has grown up, and she has become the pride of her father."

Staring blankly at the smiling Yuan Xiaoju, Ke Jing heard a broken sound in her heart, not loud but clearly audible.

She knew this sentence, he said it to his daughter Yuanshi, but it still caused a lot of ripples in her heart.

The praise and affirmation from her father is what she has always yearned for. That's why she used her ability to establish her great achievements, used her wisdom to unite the relationship between the Qing Dynasty and Mongolia, and used her talent to make Mongolia The people are willing to be loyal to the Qing Dynasty, just because of her Ama's praise for her.

However, apart from the exhortations and discussions in the letter, there were no other words, not to mention hearing it with my own ears, or even seeing it with my own eyes.

Yuanshi is much luckier than her.

"A Yuan?" Seeing Ke Jing bowed his head and said nothing, Yuan Xiaoju thought he had said something wrong, and his expression became serious and nervous.

"I'm fine," Ke Jing shook his head, "I'm just a little sleepy recently."

Returning a smile of understanding, Yuan Xiaoju said: "That's right, Madam Gao is pregnant, and you are the one with the heaviest task, but no matter how busy you are, you have to take care of your body. When it's about time, make more plans for yourself. "

"Thank you, Father, for your concern."

"Then I don't want to disturb you too much, you should rest more." Yuan Xiaoju stood up, suddenly thought of something, looked at her and said, "I happened to bump into Wang Liangyuan when I came in, and seeing her well-dressed, she seemed to have just come from outside. When she came back, she didn't have a maid by her side, she was very nervous when she saw me, and even hid her hands behind her back."

"I know that you are in charge of the entire harem by yourself. There are still things that you can't take care of. I thought you could let Gao Niangniang share some of it. Now that she is pregnant, I hope you can pay more attention. After all, she is the first one. child."

"Yes, my daughter understands, thank you Father for reminding me."

Yuan Xiaoju stood looking at her, and after a while he asked in a dry voice, "A Yuan, can I give you a hug?"

"Hey?" Ke Jing raised his head, and Yuan Xiaoju had already embraced her in his arms.

Yuan Xiaoju didn't fully embrace Ke Jing, but a half-hug gesture, with the other hand lightly resting on her shoulder, similar to the kind of comfort and encouragement among friends, but it seemed unfamiliar, and even Ke Jing could still feel to his slight trembling.But even so, he still hugged her firmly.

Then, he let go of Ke Jing very quickly, only a few seconds before and after.But these few seconds seemed like a long, long time to Ke Jing.

"Father is gone, you must take good care of yourself." Since he can't visit often, he can only let his daughter take care of herself.

Yuan Xiaoju went to the door, Ke Jing accompanied him out, and the two ran into Yang Yong standing against the wall at the door. "His Royal Highness..."

"Ah! Bengong just came here." Yang Yong laughed, the smile couldn't be held back by Yuan Xiaoju's piercing eyes.

Naturally, he couldn't hang on anymore, when he came, he heard his amiable father-in-law asking if his princess was angry, forcing him to retract his forward foot.He felt that going in at this time would definitely spoil the heart-to-heart talk between the father and daughter, so he wisely decided not to go in and disturb, and just wait outside, and go in when he thinks he can go in.

Then I waited and waited and heard some things that shouldn't be heard, and saw the scene of father and daughter loving each other.When Yuan Xiaoju came out to discover his existence, Yang Yong realized that he had watched and listened to it for so long without knowing it, maybe in the heart of his father-in-law, he became a person who listened to the corner...

"During this time, thank you, Your Highness, for taking care of my daughter." Yuan Xiaoju cupped his fists and thanked Yang Yong.

"Hehe, you're welcome, you should." Yang Yong felt guilty all of a sudden, he didn't even have the courage to look his father-in-law in the eyes.

Yuan Xiaoji clasped his fists again and said: "From now on, I hope His Highness will continue to take care of my little girl. Although my temper is a bit stubborn, my heart is still real."

Yang Yong nodded again and again: "Of course."

"In addition, once my little girl has something to do, she is not very willing to let others share it. It's just that no matter how strong this woman is, she needs someone she can rely on, so I hope His Highness will pay more attention to it."

"sure."

After getting Yang Yong's promise, Yuan Xiaoju left.

Yang Yong faced Yuan Xiaoju's leaving direction, but he didn't want to turn around.He could feel the meaning of the silence of the person behind him, and with her intelligence, she probably laughed at him in her heart.

"Your Highness, it's cold outside, why don't you come in?"

"I'm not cold in this palace, and the sunshine is good today." As soon as he finished speaking, he sneezed loudly.

This person, with his eyes open and talking nonsense, can still keep his face flushed and breathless, it seems that his skill is quite capable.

Ke Jing lowered his eyes and said honestly, "Your Highness, it's cloudy today."

"...Who said that if the sun is covered by dark clouds, there will be no sun? It is still there. No matter how thick the clouds are, the light will sometimes break through."

Regardless of whether Yang Yong's words are unintentional or intentional, these words will become Kejing's reminder in times of difficulty. No matter how difficult or difficult the situation is, she can always take "the sun above the clouds, never change" as her goal. Her faith to keep going.

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In the upper-class room in Jinling, Song Yingying was sitting in front of the xylophone, with her ten fingers moving back and forth on the strings, a series of musical notes flowed out from her fingertips, the black strings made her nails pink and round.

At the beginning of the year, although Chang'an has not fully recovered from last year's drought, many nobles will still come here to have fun, because they are not short of money. This made a windfall.

For the children of rich families, seeing Song Yingying's demeanor is the thing they most want to achieve in this life, because Song Yingying is a well-known beauty in Chang'an.

There are three classes of beauties, with a beautiful appearance, but a femme heart, that is a femme fatale, you can play around, but you must not go too far, once the other party clings to you, then you will never have a good time in your life, as the saying goes "The most poisonous woman's heart", there are only things you can't think of, eh, she can't use the means, often this type of beauties are the most able to plan for themselves, the ability to see through every stitch and climb up the pole is called first-class, And if she has identified someone, then that man will be squeezed dry and put into the coffin.

Moreover, it is absolutely impossible to take advantage of such beauties. They will never make a bad deal. If a man turns his back on him, she will drag you to hell with him even if he dies.

Another first-class beauties are those who are outstanding in appearance but simple in heart.Meeting such a woman will often arouse a man's desire to protect. Even if the man is a soft-legged shrimp, he will be brave and sacrifice himself for this kind of beauty.But this kind of beauty is not easy to provoke, when some bad men ruin her for their own hearts, either she chooses to kill herself to reprimand the wrongdoer, and she will turn into a ghost and disturb you; A kind of beauty will hurt both halves, she will feel bad and you will not feel good.

The last class of beauties is Song Yingying, who has an outstanding appearance and an exquisite heart.It can make men crazy about her, but also maintain their innocence. They only sell art and not sell themselves, and they have a certain amount of advance and retreat, so that men will not feel a sense of distance. The lotus that is not dyed will cast aside herself if she is profaned.

Therefore, men are most obsessed with this type of beauties. No matter how long they get along, they will never feel tired. What is even more rare is that Song Yingying is not only proficient in everything from piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but also has profound attainments in poetry and poetry. People who have been in poverty for a few years are not her opponents at all, because her poems are too vague and the meaning is too far-reaching, and there are not many people in Chang'an who can answer her questions.Because of this, she can firmly sit on the throne of Jinling Oiran, which is unmatched by anyone.

But even so, the nobles were willing to spend thousands of dollars to see Song Yingying, even if it was just to meet Song Yingying, they would be satisfied.So this time, the number of men who came to see Song Yingying was still countless, and Song Yingying asked a riddle, and only those who answered would not only return all the money he threw, but also spend half an hour longer than usual. accompany.

As soon as the words were released, the men were all excited. One by one, they rolled up their sleeves and vowed to meet the challenge. Some of them fought with other people in order to get the first position. Finally, there were a few big men with strong martial arts skills in Jinling After throwing out those troublemakers, Jinling regained his composure.

However, no matter how high their emotions were, no matter how much ink they had in their stomachs, and no matter how capable their think tanks were, they all lost in the end.

Ke Jing was sitting in the outer hall, and she was listening to the piano through a purple bead curtain.There was a cup of freshly brewed tea on the low table beside her. She picked up the cup and put it under her nose to sniff, and a scent of tea immediately hit her face.

She was the winner of the group and the only one with an answer.Song Yingying's topic is to splash a fork with ink on a piece of pure white cloth, and ask people to describe it in a poem.She thought for a while, and then embezzled Tang Bohu's poems according to her conscience.

Others laugh at me for being too crazy, but I laugh at others not being able to see through.

Then, Song Yingying's personal maid let her in.

"Before Yingying comes out, Yingying wants to ask you something." Song Yingying behind the curtain spoke while playing the piano, and with Kejing's permission, she said, "Dare to ask, young master, have you seen through Yingying? If Yingying Ying remembers correctly, Yingying has not met the young master yet."