[Comprehensive] The man on the throne

It was March, and the spring rain was continuous. It had been raining for several days in a row. The roads in the country were flooded at this time, and they gathered into large and small puddles.

A carriage came slowly from a distance, and several horseshoes stepped into puddles one after another. There was a "crash" sound of mud and water splashing, and then the carriage made deep ruts on the muddy two tracks.

In the carriage, there are two people sitting, a man and a woman.The man wore a square scarf hat on his head and a broad robe on his body. This was a standard scholar's attire.

But looking at his appearance, two thick eyebrows, a pair of piercing eyes, a dark complexion and a burly figure... This man really doesn't look like a refined scholar, but more like a wanderer in the rivers and lakes.The woman has a delicate face, all her black hair is fixed behind her head with a wooden hairpin, and she is dressed like a woman.

The atmosphere in the carriage was very silent, neither of them spoke.

The man's thick eyebrows were deeply furrowed, and his lips were tightly pursed. It was obvious that he was not in a good mood at the moment.And the woman frowned, with a gloomy look on her face.

It was still raining outside, and although it was not loud, it was enough to make some noise.

Bits of rain fell on the roof of the carriage, beating non-stop, making a soft "da da" sound.There was sound against the silence, and the already quiet interior of the carriage became even more silent.

"Yancheng." After a while, it was the woman who spoke first.

The man she named Yancheng remained motionless.

"You..." She paused, "I'll give you a concubine when I go back this time."

The man remained silent.

The woman sighed: "Yancheng, I have been married to you for many years, but I have not been able to give birth to a son or daughter for you. I want to give you..." Take a concubine.

"I don't need it." Before she could finish speaking, she was interrupted by the man in a firm tone.

Wang Yancheng turned around and held the woman's hand. A pair of clear eyes were facing her directly, and the firm expression in the eyes could be easily seen.

"Mengrou, I will not break my promise at the beginning. A man means a lot of money. When I married you, I said I would never take a concubine. Then I will never look at other women again in this life."

Liu Mengrou's eyes turned red. No woman in this world would be willing to see a woman intervene between herself and her beloved, and she was no exception.

It's just that she has been married to Wang Yancheng for many years but still hasn't done anything. She doesn't talk about outsiders' gossip, even in the face of her husband's love as always, she feels very guilty in her heart.

Wang Yancheng frowned: "Did that woman say something to you?"

The woman he mentioned was his stepmother, Yang Xueyuan, who was the daughter of a merchant that Wang Yancheng's father married when he was seven years old.However, the relationship between Wang Yancheng and him is not good, and they only maintain the superficial politeness. The two of them are well aware of what is going on behind the scenes. Call her that woman.

Liu Mengrou didn't speak, she just didn't know what to say.She knew that her husband and his stepmother had a bad relationship, and she also knew that his stepmother's words about taking a concubine today were to separate them from the husband and wife.But there are thousands of mistakes, she is right in one thing, there are three kinds of unfilial piety, and the worst thing is to have no descendants...

Wang Yancheng has been married to her for so many years, so he doesn't know what kind of temperament she is.He sighed, feeling even more disgusted with the Wang family in his heart.

Wang Yancheng lost his mother when he was young, and his father was flirtatious and frivolous. Even when Wang Yancheng's mother was around, his father at least restrained himself a bit, but even if he restrained himself a little, the number of women in the backyard could not be counted with two hands.

After his mother left, Wang Yancheng's father didn't even care about it, and concubines came in one after another, including women from brothels.

Some aunts just came in with the idea of ​​trying to win over Wang Yancheng, and they would say something soft and sincere about what they really cared about when they delivered things on weekdays, but Wang Yancheng didn't respond to any of them.Later, those aunts gave up after knowing his temperament, and Wang Yancheng became a thorn in their side after their child was born.

Finally, Yang Xueyuan, the daughter of a shrewd businessman, is added. The concubine and the concubine, and the concubine and the mistress have endless tricks, and the life is called "in full swing".

Wang Yancheng wears the glittering title of "Eldest Son", which is really hated by the women in the backyard.Those conspiracies and tricks were played on him as if he didn't want money. A child without a mother is just a piece of grass. Although his father protects him, he is too unreliable.

Therefore, no matter how cautious Wang Yancheng is on weekdays, he will inevitably be negligent under the endless methods. Once he was almost poisoned to death. Fortunately, the nurse around him found out early and saved his life. Later, he asked his father to send him away. When he went to live with his natal family for a while, his father readily agreed after considering it.It is not easy to live under the hedge of others, even the grandfather's family is very kind to him.And it was at this time that he met Liu Mengrou, and in a disgusting word, this weed found his own sunshine.

Childhood sweethearts, childhood sweethearts, asking for marriage, everything is so logical.Wang Yancheng never thought of interfering between himself and his wife.To marry another woman (except his daughter), he was really afraid of his father's flamboyance, and he also learned that having too many women is not a good thing.He understands what his wife is thinking. Although it is a pity that there is no child between them, children are not too important compared to the current leisure life.

After a long silence, Wang Yancheng said, "Let's move, leave this place."

There was a little surprise between Liu Mengrou's brows and eyes: "Leave?"

Wang Yancheng gently put his arms around her shoulders: "Leave here and find a place with beautiful mountains and clear waters to live." He outlined the beautiful picture in his mind, "You can weave cloth or grow flowers and grass, and I will go to farm or find a place to live." Open a private school to teach." He didn't want to have any entanglement with that group of people, his mother died early, and he didn't have the slightest relationship with his father. If he is willing to abandon his status as the eldest son who can inherit most of the family property, there is really nothing to worry about that's it.

And his wife's natal family is now withered, and his father-in-law and mother-in-law have left a few years ago. They only have one daughter, Liu Mengrou, and Liu Mengrou really has nothing to worry about if he wants to leave.

Liu Mengrou didn't answer quickly, but just leaned quietly in his arms, Wang Yancheng didn't rush her.

After a while, she slowly nodded her head.

After driving for a few days, the carriage finally arrived at Nanzhou. After Nanzhou, it was the destination of their trip.

Liu Mengrou leaned in her husband's arms, and the fatigue caused by traveling for several days made her close her eyes.

Wang Yancheng gently covered her with the blanket, and also closed his eyes.

While half dreaming and half awake, Liu Mengrou seemed to hear a faint cry of a baby, she frowned, could it be because she wanted a child too much?Even dreaming...

wrong!She opened her eyes suddenly, Liu Mengrou gently opened Wang Yancheng's arm around her waist, and lifted the curtain.

"Abao, did you hear anything?" Liu Mengrou asked.

The boy driving the car looked at his mistress suspiciously, then shook his head: "Ma'am, I didn't hear anything."

The cry of the baby still lingered in my ears, as if it became clearer as the carriage moved forward, Liu Mengrou frowned deeper: "I obviously heard it."

But he did hear nothing.Abao scratched his head, and when he was about to shake his head again, his ears moved, huh?Where is the cry of the baby coming from!

"Ma'am, Ma'am, I heard." Abao said honestly, "It seems like a baby is crying."

After hearing this, Liu Mengrou's brows relaxed slightly, and she nodded: "It is indeed the cry of a baby."

"Ma'am, what's the matter?" At some time, Wang Yancheng had already woken up.

Liu Mengrou told him about the matter, and he immediately raised two thick eyebrows: "Crying?" He was confused, "This is Qingzhuang. When I came last time, the villagers had almost left. Why? Will there still be crying?"

Liu Mengrou was also full of doubts, she frowned and thought for a while, "Could it be a baby girl who was abandoned halfway?"

Her conjecture is not groundless. In the past two years, the drought in Nanzhou has been severe, and the people have no crops. Not to mention children, they can't even support themselves. Therefore, abandoning children, especially for them, has no effect on the succession of the family. baby girl, that's perfectly normal.

"I'll go down and have a look." Wang Yancheng jumped off the carriage.

"I'll go too." Liu Mengrou got out of the carriage together with him, leaving Abao to watch the carriage.

The two of them walked a short path in the direction of the crying, and then were dumbfounded.

"This, this is..." Liu Mengrou looked at the pit in disbelief. To be precise, it was a tomb that hadn't been filled with soil yet.

"..." Wang Yancheng didn't speak, he frowned and jumped into the pit, carrying out the baby who was lying on the loess.

……

A few years later

"Ah Jiu, can you play with Niu Niu for a while?" The girl with the double bun hugged the thigh of the person in front of her, and opened her big grape-like eyes coquettishly.

The Ah Jiu she was talking about was a boy in white clothes who looked about fourteen or fifteen years old, with red lips and white teeth, and a very handsome appearance.

"Xiaohua is bad! While we're not here, play secretly with Brother Ajiu." Five or six little girls came, and at this time they glared at the girl named Xiaohua with their round eyes.

Xiaohua glanced at them with disdain: "Who told you to come late." She shook her little head triumphantly, "Ah Jiu is Xiaohua's real brother, and none of you can take her away~"

"Xiaohua is a big villain!" The girls stepped forward one after another, grabbing the corners of the boy in white with their tender chubby claws, their watery eyes filled with accusations, "Brother Ah Jiu, Xiaohua is good or bad, don't play with her!" gone."

"Ah Jiu won't listen to you, his favorite girl is Xiaohua!"

"Xiaohua is lying, Brother Ajiu doesn't like you."

The little girl snorted arrogantly, then turned her head and asked, "Ah Jiu, who do you think you like?"

"Yes, yes, Jiu, tell me who you like."

For a moment, several pairs of eyes looked at the boy in white.

Seeing that the flames of war had spread to him, a trace of helplessness flashed across the handsome face of the young man in white.The girls stared at him fiercely, as if they had to come up with an answer today.

The boy in white lowered his head, stretched out a pair of jasper-white hands and gently touched a few hairy heads: "Brother Ah Jiu doesn't like anyone."

These words were like a bolt from the blue, and the girls were all dumbfounded.They looked at me and I looked at you, as if they couldn't understand that they would get such an answer.

Feeling the disappearance of the scorching gaze just now, the boy in white said calmly: "Brother Ah Jiu likes gentle girls." He paused, and continued, "Of course, it would be even better if he could be obedient and obedient." alright."

The girls looked at each other in blank dismay, each of them put up a serious face, and said in unison: "I will be very well-behaved and obedient!"

The boy in white slowly raised the corners of his lips: "That's really great."

His smile didn't give people the slightest aggression, on the contrary, it was like spring flowers blooming and winter snow melting, the warmth and gentleness seemed to penetrate into the depths of people's hearts.

The children were still young, and although they didn't know how to describe his smile, they felt happier when they saw it.They pestered the young man in white clothes, talking in a hurry, some jokes they heard from nowhere, some embarrassing things that happened in the neighbors or at home.

The boy named Ah Jiu had a gentle expression, and listened patiently to their twittering, and occasionally said a few words. I left reluctantly.

"Ah Jiu, I'm hungry, let's go home too." Xiaohua looked up at her brother.

Ah Jiu nodded, took her hand and walked on the way home.

"Ah Jiu, have you eaten yet?" The passing villagers greeted him familiarly.

Ah Jiu stroked her sister's hair: "I'm about to go home, how about you, Uncle Rong?"

"Haha, I just finished eating."

"Have you eaten, Ah Jiu? Would you like to come to my house for a meal?"

"Ah Jiu, I just finished the smoked bacon here, you and Xiaohua come and taste it."

"..." Greetings like this can't be finished.

Ah Jiu politely declined the enthusiastic villagers, and took his sister home leisurely.

Everyone looked at the back of the boy in white and sighed regretfully.

"It's a pity for this little brother of the Wang family."

"Yeah, good-looking, good-natured person, I heard that he is quite knowledgeable. It's a pity that he is actually blind."

"No one is perfect, no one is perfect..."