marry a weak waist

Suddenly hearing someone knocking on the courtyard door, Meng Tiao came out and asked Cai Yi to answer the door.It turned out that Meng Yu sent chariots and horses to pick him up, so he blew out the lights and led the colorful clothes back home for a reunion.

Catch up with the future visitor at home, it is Mr. Zhang Mizhang from the Department of Salt Transportation.Zhang Mi is about fifty years old, with a hunched back and a skinny appearance.In the past, because he and Meng Yu were unclear about the salt tax, Mei Qing had always groomed him.Now that Meng Yu wants to sell private salt, she is even closer to him.

Although it was the Mid-Autumn Festival, but Zhang Mi couldn't sit still at home with his wife and concubine. Remembering the greetings from Meiqing in the next noon, he took an excuse to go out at night and came to Meng's house.As soon as Meng Tiao entered the room, he saw the old lady, Mei Qing, Meng Yu and Zhang Mi lighting more than a dozen bright lamps, and played a game of cards against the bright moon outside the window.

The old lady smacked the cigarette bag and pot, which filled the room with thick smoke. Meng Yu and his party fanned their hands, walked behind Meng Yu, and gave Zhang Mi a shallow blessing, "I sent those two girls to honor your lord two days ago. , what do you think, my lord? Does it suit your old wishes?"

Zhang Mi, with a three-foot beard, held a few cards and turned his head to see Mei Qing's face. Seeing her somewhat cold face, he hurriedly broke a pair and fed her, "Four cakes."

Immediately, Zhuo Xu smiled at Meng Duo, "It's just for the sake of giving birth, what's not satisfactory, my wife made fun of it. After entering the door, I opened my face, and then put it down. I'm no more old than you, Mr. Meng. These romantic elegance."

Yan Qi stared at Mei Qing and laughed a few times. Mei Qing was touching her cards, and she smiled sweetly back at him, and he closed his eyes happily.Where can I see, Mei Qing turned her face and rolled her eyelids.

Mengyu kept laughing secretly, raised his chin towards Meiqing, put his elbow on Mengyu's shoulder and joked, "What are you afraid of, our Meiqing is not the kind of jealous person, if you like it, she is always happy for you from the bottom of her heart Woolen cloth."

A few people were talking and laughing, and they didn't realize that the cards had passed several times, and it was the third watch.That Zhang Mi walked to the window, looked up at the moon in the west, and walked a few steps with his arms folded, "Look, after a few rounds of cards, it became dark like this. Going back at this time, there must be trouble at home again." peaceful."

Having said that, he walked slowly to the door and called the servant: "Wangfu, Wangfu!..."

Shout twice and stop shouting.Meng Yu walked up to him and cupped his hands, "I guess I got drunk somewhere. I don't think you need to go home at such a late night, but just clean up a room outside our East Garden, and it won't be too late to get up and go home tomorrow." .It will go back, which will disturb the rest of the family."

Half a zhang away, it was Mei Qingting's back, still sitting idly on the poker table, flipping over the cards with a few bamboo shoots, without turning her head, with her pink neck half-lowered, and her black bun propped on her head, Silently.

Zhang Mise got up early and waited for someone to stay. How could there be no reason?Then he laughed, "It doesn't matter, I'll get up at your place tomorrow, just in time to discuss with you about the production of salt from the mine."

After a while, I sent the girl to clean up the house, and asked Zhang Mi to rest.A few girls in the old lady's room cleaned up the card table, and a few people moved into the screen to eat sweet-scented osmanthus porridge.Mei Qing deliberately stirred the spoon slowly, and took small sips.

The old lady saw that she was delaying for an excuse, so she simply dropped the spoon into the bowl with lazy eyes, "If you eat, hurry up, if you don't eat, go over, Zhang Mi is still waiting in the room. "

As soon as the words came out, Meng Yu knew that the three mothers were going to quarrel again, so she hurriedly stood up and shook Meng Tiao's shoulders, "I'll go back to the West Garden to sleep first, and you should come back to sleep earlier after eating."

As soon as she lifted her boots, Mei Qing snorted, "What is brother-in-law hiding?"

"What am I hiding?" Meng Yu turned her head and leaned on the screen and smiled, "You mother and daughter are three talking, what do I do sitting here alone as a man?"

Mei Qing was angry, and put the old lady and Meng away. She wanted to scold them, but she didn't dare, so she caught Meng Yu and sneered, "What are we talking about, why can't my brother-in-law listen? Going around, isn't it just the same thing?" Things about dealing with men. In our family, my mother is going to be an old bustard, and my brother-in-law is a tortoise who will do my part, so what dirty things can't be shared?"

The expressions of the three of them changed.Meng Yu looked down on her awkward temperament, and she was not good at fighting with a woman.

On the other hand, Mengyu stood up, and Yan was on the other side of the screen, holding hands and laughing, "According to you, your mother is an old bustard, your brother-in-law is a tortoise, and I am the number one prostitute on the roster. Only you are innocent, you You were forced to be forced into prostitution by us... What a big laugh, since you entered this house, the door has not been closed, you can go out innocently, why don't you go? Who tied your feet, or tied you? What about you?"

He was talking about Zhongmeiqing's thoughts.She has always been reluctant to engage in deceitful activities, and unwilling to get out.

Going out in the early years is bound to become a beggar who can't eat enough.After delaying these years, I lost my innocence. Now I want to pick it up, but when I touch my body, I have to wrap my two sleeves of brocade into a rich skin, which I can't take off.

We can only pin our hopes on Liu Chaoru.Thinking so, she avoided Meng Yu's sarcasm and asked Meng Yu, "Brother-in-law, on the other side of Mr. Liu, when will his mother reply?"

"Jinan to Nanjing, Nanjing to Jinan, don't talk about the time of nearly a month." Meng Yu threw away a sentence and walked out.

The three remaining mothers, the old lady knocked on the cigarette pouch on the kang table, her face full of impatience, "I'm not sure about the marriage, you will go and deal with that surnamed Zhang first, if things go well, there will be you Your brother-in-law should share your money, and one penny is not much for you. Even if you are really married, you still have to eat and live. How can you live well if you count on that poor official Liu Chaoru?"

Mei Qing had no choice but to hold back her anger, ate half a bowl of porridge and went to Zhang Mi's room.There were two mother and daughter left in the house.Because Meng Yuan asked about her father last time, the old lady's tone was not very good, and the mother and daughter had not spoken for several days, and now they are a little embarrassed.

Meng Tiao was about to quit to sleep, but was suddenly called to sit on the couch by the old lady, straightened her body, and smiled mockingly, "Mei Qing treats me like an enemy, so maybe you also treat me as an enemy? Mother and daughter don't have overnight feuds." , I just speak more seriously, and you also get angry with me."

This counts as a gesture of peace.In addition to wealth and honor, Mengyu only had this home that didn't feel like home, and a few relatives who weren't close enough.Therefore, she cherishes Mei Qing, who even fights with each other all day long, let alone her own mother?

She forgave the old lady in her heart, and muttered in a low voice, "I won't ask about dad anymore. Mother, rest, I'm going."

The old lady nodded, rubbing the tassels falling from the bottom of the cigarette pipe with her fingers, lowering her face, her thick and curly eyelashes concealing the thoughts in her eyes.

Mengyuan glanced at her and went out with a lantern.On the corridor, I saw the girl in this room also holding a lantern, leading a young gentleman over.

That Xianggong Mengyao recognized him, he was a poor scholar with a good-looking appearance, and he was her mother-in-law's concubine.Seeing Meng Yuan head on, Xiucai made a bow, "Ma'am."

Meng Tiao nodded in response, walked a few steps and looked back, he had already entered the house.There are two shadows embedded in the window, their heads are close to each other, talking concubinely, like an intimate couple.

It's just like it.Meng Tiao smiled with the corners of his lips moving, and walked back to the house.The lights were still on in the room, and the person reading a book on the couch was just a real and fake husband.

Meng Yu has a strange face. Except for official documents, he never reads in front of people on weekdays, and he doesn't like to be arty. Only before going to bed, Meng Yu often sees him with a book in his hand.

This time she thought about it and asked: "If you don't look at the bright sky during the day, the lights will be dim now. You want to read a book, and your eyesight will be damaged."

Hearing the movement at first, Meng Yu tilted her head, lit two more lamps on the bed, and placed them on the dressing table for her to remove makeup. Don't you think it's very pretentious to read some holy doctrines in broad daylight?"

Mengtiao understands his self-loathing, just like when she looks in the mirror occasionally, she also hates herself in the mirror.She kept her mouth shut and sat down on the dressing table to untie the hairpin.

Meng Yu stood behind her, looking at her in the mirror.There are some things that shouldn't be asked in detail, but he couldn't help but ask: "It's a big festival, and you're too tired to run around. Dong Mo invited you, just to enjoy the moon?"

"Still listening to the opera." Thinking of it, Meng Yu laughed a little, "What opera do you think it is?"

The twinkling eyes in the mirror cut Meng Yu's heart like shattered glass. He paced towards the window and joked, "What drama have you never heard, and you should be happy?" Underneath, it appears to be scattered.

His frustration was hidden so well that Mengyuan couldn't detect it, so he took off a hairpin on the temples and shone it on the candle, "When I sang "The Story of Huansha", I was a little confused. Is there such a play in the play book, or is Dong Mo deliberately singing it to test me? Unfortunately, I am not Xi Shi."

Meng Yu turned around in front of the window and leaned against the window sill, "Then what do you think of Fan Li?"

Mengyu closed the jewelry box and smiled, "We are not saving the country, and we are not as good as our predecessors. You are not Fan Li either." She walked slowly with a flowing skirt, "You are Meng Yu, the mansion of Jinan Prefecture. Master of Taiwan, Mr. Meng is a talented man in Suzhou."

When Meng Yu was not yet an official, she was well-known in Suzhou with some miscellaneous scripts, a bit of the style of "Liu San Bian" in the Yuan Song Dynasty, and was quite sought after by prostitutes.At that time, the pen was full of poems, and women who had read some books admired such a man.

But those unrealistic romances have long been settled in the pursuit of power, so the fleeting admiration in Mengyu's eyes is also unrealistic in his heart.

A smile floated on his face, and he turned to avoid it.Outside the window, the moon was also floating, illuminating the garden full of strange rocks, chaotic trees, and shadows scattered all over the ground in a paradoxical manner.

There is also a bit of paradox on the Qingyu Garden side. When the person who sent Meng Tiao back home came back, he caught up with Dong Mogang who sent Liu Chaoru back.It was past the third watch, and he was supposed to turn off the lights to rest, but he didn't sleep, and called the man from Xiechun to come to him for questioning.

The Xiechun man used to be Dong Mo's close servant, and after becoming a relative, he became the manager of affairs, but he still couldn't change his fear of Dong Mo all the year round, and smiled by his side, "The eldest girl was drunk, and she fell down on the bed when she got home. The bed was clamoring for tea, and the maids helped him make a pot of tea, and then they took their leave and came back."

Hearing this, Dong Mo frowned coldly, "I told you to send people back, is it just to send people back?"

The Xiechun man hurriedly distinguished, "I want to stay and serve the girl, but the alley is full of chatter, afraid of causing some gossip to the girl, so I dare not stay any longer."

Peeping at Dong Mo's frown, he moved the lamp closer and laughed, "As soon as the girl comes to our place, she feels that the garden is lively and lively, and it looks like a family. Is it right?"

Dong Mo glanced at him, turned the thumb on the index finger with his thumb, his expression was emotionless, "What do you want to say?"

"There are still two marriages in our family that have not been finalized. When I think about coming here, I don't know what time it will be. I can see that the master treats this Yinlian girl a little differently in his heart. If so, let her Wouldn't it be good to marry in?"

"What good did she promise you? You help her speak like this." Dong Mo smiled with his lips curled up.

"My lord has wronged my little one! How dare you take advantage of others? I only respect your affairs! There are many girls in Beijing who are worthy and innocent, but few of them can get into your heart. I know You have scruples in your heart, and you are afraid that this Miss Yinlian will have ulterior motives due to her unknown background. But then again, there is a big family in our house, who knows the same roots, and may not be sincere to you?"

Dong Mo tapped on the kang table with two fingers, making a slow, beeping sound.Xiechun was outside the screen, putting things away and coughing lightly.

When her man heard it, he boldly said: "From my point of view, either, you can put aside those grievances and just be nice to her; heart of."

Mess?Dong Mo examined silently, his heart did seem to be bound by countless threads, but there was still something lively, noisy, and turbulent, desperately struggling outward.

He can no longer predict whether the ropes that have been lingering all year round can still restrain his heartbeat.I can only see the full moon hanging in the sill window, just like the loneliness that follows the shadow, empty and vast.

The author says:

Man in oblique spring: You have to chase, if you don't chase, where's your wife?

Dong Mo: Let me calm down and think about it.

The oblique spring man: No matter how calm you are, you will be gone.

Dong Mo: Got it, got it...

Enter V tomorrow!Please don't get fat~