Do good deeds without leaving your name

Mrs. Cui hid the cold light in her eyes, and wanted to take this opportunity to teach her daughter how to be a man and a woman.

So he talked about the sensational jade pillow case that was still inconclusive.

A few days ago, a thief was caught on Chang'an Street.Although this incident was insignificant, the stolen goods seized were extraordinary. It was a luxurious jade pillow inlaid with gold and silver, gorgeous and eye-catching for women, which was definitely not something ordinary people used.After severe interrogation, the thief confessed that the jade pillow was stolen from the room of a monk in Hongfu Temple. This monk was monk Bianji.

Bian Ji was born as a monk at the age of 15 and became a disciple of Master Daoyue in Dazongchi Temple.

In the first month of the 19th year of Zhenguan, Tang Xuanzang obtained the imperial permission to translate scriptures in Hongchan Temple.Among the nine great virtues who have been engaged in translation, the most famous one is the monk Bianji of Huichang Temple in Chang'an.Bian Ji was only 26 years old at the time, and he was already famous for his profound knowledge and elegant and fluent literary talent.Therefore, he was selected as the only eminent monk who wrote "Da Tang Western Regions".When the theft happened, Bian Ji was working on his translation of scriptures in Hongfu Temple.

If the thief stole the incense burner or stationery, no one would suspect it, but the luxurious and gorgeous female jade pillow should have nothing to do with the eminent monk.Yushitai immediately summoned the defense machine to inquire.At first, Bian Ji had a tough attitude and refused to tell the truth, but under clever and strict interrogation, he finally couldn't hide it, and confessed that it was something that Princess Gao Yang personally rewarded him.

All of a sudden, there are rumors everywhere. The aristocratic family was not very respectful to the Li family at first, but now there are all kinds of eclectic stories in the street, telling the truth and eyes: when they met, how to hook up, how to make love... It is completely in line with the various ordinary people in the market. speculation.

Madam Cui naturally wouldn't stain her daughter's ears with vulgar words in the market place, but she still described the matter clearly in a few words, and said: "Princess is a daughter of the heavenly family, so you can't be so deviant. Let's watch this matter, and it will cause trouble." A saint must not be good anymore."

Cui Yingying was a little naive: "Didn't it mean that the son-in-law doesn't care? Perhaps the sage will allow the princess and the son-in-law to divorce? So the princess can be with the Bianji monk?"

When Mrs. Cui heard her daughter's whimsical words, her scalp tensed up for a while: "Nonsense!" Then she felt that her tone was too harsh, so she slowed down and said, "The imperial censor turned the princess and Mr. Fang upside down. The saint is real Angry."

Cui Yingying still couldn't believe it, she was in a daze when she got back to her room.

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Sure enough, as Mrs. Cui expected, the saint was furious, gnashed his teeth, and issued an order to chop Bianji in half.

Six or seven years later, Princess Gaoyang committed suicide due to the crime of treason and was not allowed to be buried in Zhaoling.

At that time, Cui Yingying had both sons and daughters, and she was very sad when she heard the news.

This is for a later story, so I won't show it for the time being.

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Cui Yingying was seriously ill again, as if her lover had been beheaded, she muttered all day how could this be so.

Mrs. Cui regarded her daughter as her heart and soul, and wished she could replace her with her own body. She told her four closest maids that she must do everything possible to cheer up the young lady, or she would be exiled from the courtyard together.

The madam issued such a heavy order, and the four maidservants were anxious to get angry, and came up with different strategies, and all of them were fine in food, clothing, housing and transportation, and all of them were festive.

In the end it didn't work.

Hongluan is also in a hurry, she can't die before leaving the teacher, can she?

There is no sign of Zhang Sheng. If he is exiled from the lady's yard, not to mention the decline in the quality of life, he will not be able to leave if he cannot complete the task.

So he ventured to ask Mrs. Cui: "Ma'am, Hong Luan has heard a few stories from the market, I wonder if I can tell Miss, so as to explain Miss."

After the incident with the blue bird, Mrs. Cui hated the novels most.When Dongqing and the others heard Hongluan speak, they all sweated for her.

Unexpectedly, Madam was calm: "Oh, tell me first."

No matter what, I have read anti-QY articles, anti-NC articles, female supporting articles, etc. for several years. I am full of good memes, and I casually said that it is wrong to say that the "true love" who insisted on elopement was rejected in the face of reality. Mrs. Cui and the maidservants in the room were fascinated by the story of smashing—after all, the point of view of the script is to promote the truth, goodness and beauty, and the young lady and the young master lived happily together ever since.At first hearing such a realistic story, the women in the room couldn't recover.

Mrs. Cui has the deepest morality, so she calmed down first: "Let you try it, just follow the way just now, if there is any dirty word in the ears of the young lady, you can take care of it yourself."

Hongluan got the order, and went to Cui Yingying's boudoir that night with the red bean soup cooked in the small kitchen.

Cui Yingying said weakly that she had no appetite.

Hong Luan didn't force herself, she put the tray on the small table, and sat on the footrest under the bed: "It's a pity that Miss doesn't need some, Madam let the small kitchen stew for an hour, and the red bean soup turned into red bean paste. Although Luan is illiterate, she often listens to the young lady's chanting, and only remembers the phrase "Red beans are born in the south of the country", and I feel that what I'm talking about is useless, everyone knows that Hongdou was born in the south."

Hongluan deliberately pretended to be stupid to make Cui Yingying smile, and acted as a teacher patiently: "The whole poem should be 'Red beans grow in the southern country, and a few branches will come out in spring. May you pick more, this thing loves you the most.' That's right. The beginning of the sentence is because of things. Inspired, full of imagination; followed by a question and message, expressing feelings; the third sentence implies cherishment; the last sentence is a pun. The language is simple and unpretentious, but the rhythm is harmonious and soft. Heh... What do you and I say about lovesickness with you little girl. "

"Miss, Hongluan is not young anymore, Miss is only two years older than Hongluan."

"Yeah, it's not young, have you been with me for two years?"

"Miss Hui, yes."

"It's been two years since I haven't spoken well, so I should fight." Cui Yingying pretended to be angry, and knocked on the top of Hongluan's head.

"Miss has been in a bad mood for a while, not only our servant girls are worried, Madam can't sleep at night. Forgive Hongluan for talking too much, Miss's thoughts are too delicate and heavy, this is not good." Hongluan is very good at seizing the opportunity to extend topic.

"Oh?"

"Look at my noble lady from the Tang Dynasty who is angry and flamboyant in fresh clothes. Miss is too nice to be quiet. Hong Luan is not saying that Miss is not good, but..."

Cui Yingying said softly: "Hongluan, I understand what you mean, you mean I think too much, don't you? But can my daughter's family really show off its freshness? You see that Princess Gaoyang is the daughter of the Tian family, No, I can't even keep..."

Cui Yingying withdrew a few words, maybe it was a debate, maybe it was a lover, but in order to avoid suspicion, she didn't point it out.

"Miss, that's different. To put it bluntly, what the princess did was not outspoken but deviant, and that's why it's not tolerated by the world." Hongluan deeply felt that communicating with the lady should be done with great care. After all, Dongqing Xuemei Just listen outside, but if you say something that is beyond the rules, you will be miserable when you go out.

"Deviant?" Cui Yingying repeated.

"That's right. How can there be so many down-and-out princes and ladies in trouble in this world? How can you know whether the person you meet is good or bad with just a few words?"

"But aren't all the good stories that are sung?" Cui Yingying didn't feel embarrassed to speak directly, and refuted Hongluan with opera.

"Miss, if you don't dislike Hongluan's noise, can Hongluan tell you about her own opinion?" Hongluan sat on the footrest, thinking that it would be really troublesome to be a relationship consultant for a young girl.It's not like modern times, all the girls are strong and able to withstand pressure!

Cui Yingying was aroused and was very curious about what the maid said.

"Let's talk about the lady in distress and the prince and grandson first. Even though Hongluan is a little maid, she also knows that when it comes to marriage, the fate of her parents and the words of the matchmaker are important. If you don't get it right, it's just a year or two. If it goes on for a long time, there will be two I hate seeing each other, and if the prince and grandson have other things... the woman will suffer unspeakably." Hongluan thought that what he said should be regarded as unruly, right?

"Besides, it's even more absurd to talk about Miss Qianjin and the down-and-out boy. Which one doesn't cost money for rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar and tea? How can a down-and-out man support his family? Does he need to spend a woman's dowry?" Hong Luan said with disdain.

Cui Yingying wanted to open her mouth to refute, how could she tarnish... her feelings with a stuffy thing, but she opened her mouth and didn't speak.

"There is also the big lie that people love beauties and don't love countries. If there are countries, there will naturally be countless beauties; the most absurd tales of mountain and wild spirits, people and ghosts, and monsters. Flesh and blood..." Hongluan did not continue to paint the bloody figure, but looked up at Cui Yingying.

Cui Yingying was really shocked, she murmured to herself, "So it's like this? Can't you take what the book said?"

The voice was very soft, Hongluan didn't hear clearly, and Cui Yingying didn't want Hongluan to hear clearly.

But Hongluan can probably know what Cui Yingying said softly: "Miss, Hongluan remembers hearing four words in the past, which can be a proverb, but it is rare to be confused."

"It's rare to be confused, heh, Xisi and the ancients said that 'the extreme of wisdom will be hurt, and the deep love will not live' should have the same meaning." Cui Yingying looked at the candle in a daze, "Hongluan, I'm hungry, give me the red bean soup .”

Hongluan breathed a sigh of relief, and said with a smile: "The red bean soup has just cooled down. Miss, use a small cup, and you will be able to sleep well overnight." As she spoke, she got up and brought a small white porcelain bowl.

"Little girl, you are two or three years younger than me, and you still learn from others who say you love the country and not the beauties. What do you know?" Cui Yingying, who came back to her senses, thought of what a little person like Hongluan was sitting under the bed and said solemnly. It's interesting to see what's fresh and flamboyant, and what's deviant.

"Miss, I'm also talking nonsense like this. It's enough to make the lady laugh. What's the point whether you understand or not?" Little girl, I know a lot, but I just can't show off to you, Hong Luan thought.