Zhuji Runyu - Fragrant Honey Colleagues

As soon as Zhuji was born by fate, she was reborn in an extremely poor family that gave birth to five daughters in a row. After a heart-rending howl, she finally gave birth to a baby with clear white skin and a good-looking appearance.

But when she saw another mother who gave birth to a daughter crying bitterly, she let the child's grandmother take away the crying baby.

On the days when the autumn leaves fell, she was wrapped in a coarse cloth, put in a bamboo basket, and slowly drifted away in the rustling autumn wind along the small river in front of the door.

Fortunately, at dawn the next day, the little milk baby, who was already hungry and frozen to death, was picked up by a slave who was fishing by the river and was a wealthy landlord.Although it was a fortune teller that the little milk boy didn't die, he became a slave.

This house slave is a good person, and he gave her a very ordinary and rustic name, "Erya".It's a pity that the good times didn't last long. The slave of the family fell ill after a few years of raising her and died soon after.

At this time, Erya was only five or six years old. The landlord's family saw that although she was young now, she would always be able to work alone in the future, so they gave her leftovers for leftover soup to eat, and asked her to help the servants in the back kitchen to wash vegetables, carry water and chop firewood.

When she was eight or nine years old, she had already grown a little, and felt that she looked decent, and she was expected to serve as a servant girl, so she was sent to the eldest wife's side, and started from the last girl to do the rough work of washing and brushing every day.

At the age of 12, she was smart and beautiful, quick and careful in her work, so she became the eldest wife. But she boasted that her hands and feet were clean and her eyes were alive, but she was framed by other girls and broke the master's Jun kiln vase, and she was punished in the icy cold river in winter. Wash the door curtains of dozens of wing rooms, flower halls and living rooms in the whole mansion.

After washing the curtain for a few days, Erya became seriously ill due to the cold wind, her face was flushed with fever, and she talked nonsense about gods, monsters, and heaven and demons.

The eldest wife was about to ask someone to wrap her in a mat and throw her into a mass grave. She finally survived with ginger soup, but she lost her voice due to the high fever for too long and became a mute.

When Cardamom was in her prime, Er Ya already had a beautiful appearance, especially a pair of peach blossom eyes, her eyebrows were lowered and her capital was shy, and her eyes sparkled with hope.Even if he is in good shape, he doesn't have much to eat on weekdays, and the porridge and vegetables are indeed slim and round.

The three concubine sons in the mansion who are not doing their jobs, always want to tease the dumb Erya when they see the dumb Erya.The girl next to her is always jealous of her beauty, making things difficult and pushing her everywhere.

The only exception in this family is the young master who is studying in Lin'an Academy.He is talented, handsome, clean and elegant.In the year of the weak crown, he was already a famous scholar, and now he is still studying in the academy, waiting for Qiu Wei three years later.

Since he was 12 years old, he went out to study and has seldom returned home. The family also dare not make trouble in front of him because of his fame and being the eldest son and grandson.Even the master is very respectful to him.

But he is obviously the son of a landlord and rich family, so he has a family style, and he is the only good man in this mansion who is strict with himself and has a decent style.

This time is the [-]th birthday of the grandmother at home, he went home to celebrate her birthday, stayed for a few days, and asked him to see his three younger brothers blocking Erya in the back alley together, talking frivolously, making gestures, and saying what he said was outrageous. The oirans in Lin'an City are no less impressive.Seeing that the mouths of these three bad boys were about to stick to Erya's face, the little girl was trembling with fear, but she did not see her calling for help.He couldn't understand the family atmosphere, so he immediately took action to teach his younger brothers a lesson.

Erya cried until the pear blossoms were raining, and she twitched her shoulders. It was he who passed his handkerchief to Erya to wipe away her tears, and persuaded in a gentle voice.

"Don't cry."

The young master knew that he was rarely at home on weekdays, so he could manage this time, but not the next time.After he left, the situation must be even worse.After hesitating for a moment, he asked.

"Would you like to be my maid and go to the academy with me?"

Er Ya was crying with tears in her eyes, and when she raised her head, the Eldest Young Master seemed to have a halo all over her body, and the immortal appearance of Jade God and clear bones hit her heart.

She was stunned and nodded immediately.

"Are you literate?"

Erya was frustrated, she couldn't read much, and she was afraid that the young master would not want her to be a maid, so she suddenly had an idea, dipped her tears in one hand, and wrote the word "Erya" on the back of the other hand.

The young master was amused by her quick wit.

"I do know how to write two characters. Erya? Is it your name?"

For the first time, Erya felt that she was vulgar everywhere, so she nodded in shame.

"Do you have a famous name?"

Er Ya shook her head, lowering her eyebrows and eyes.

"There must be a good name in the academy, shall I pick one for you?"

She is a picked-up child. I don't know what her family's name is. The surname follows her adoptive father who was born a slave. The surname Wei is not vulgar at all, but it happens to be paired with the word Erya.Erya couldn't wait for it, her pair of peach blossom and cashew nut eyes burst out with brilliance.

He thought for a moment, and suddenly recalled a poem he had read two days ago.

"Zhuji, how are you?"

The eldest young master felt that the two words seemed to come from a god, and chanted.

"How can I repay my pearls? I hate Wuyao jade and Gongzhou. The pearls of every word."

Zhuji, although she didn't understand the meaning of the poem, she could see from the young master's eyes that it must be a very good name.

From now on, her name will be Zhuji, and she was very grateful, but she couldn't speak, so she nodded and bowed all over her body.

It was obvious that Zhuji hadn't spoken all the time, the young master was a little strange.

"You can't talk?"

Zhuji hurried for a while, then nodded timidly. I'm afraid that the young master won't want a dumb girl who can't speak.But I heard him smile and didn't care.

"That's good, my book boy is indeed a bit noisy now."

He comforted the biggest flaw in her life with a simple word, it was just a small effort for him, but he let her escape from the sea of ​​suffering, and he will remember it in his heart for the rest of his life.

All the girls were jealous of Zhuji having such a good opportunity. Under the insistence of the young master, Zhuji replaced the first-class girl Ruixin who was originally sent by the eldest wife to serve the young master. She broke a leg.Fortunately, she was vigilant, so she escaped the catastrophe, only skin trauma, did not miss the trip.

The four seasons of the academy change, and Zhuji has served the young master meticulously for three years.But it was the young master who taught her how to spread paper and grind ink, read and write, and make tea to add fragrance.

One thousand days and nights, day and night face each other.

She learned to write his name - Runyu.Secretly copying it over and over again, admiring but not daring to let others know, as if such thoughts are a kind of blasphemy to him.

As the name suggests, he is a gentle and honest gentleman, and he never feels contemptuous because she is a slave.

She thought that this was a lifetime, and being a slave was also happiness.

Before entering Beijing Qiuwei, Runyu went home once to bid farewell.Traveling luggage, documents, clothes, books, tea sets, everything is arranged by Zhuji one by one, carefully classified and put into the suitcase.

She also packed a small burden for herself, excitedly wanting to follow to see the scenery of the capital.

Tomorrow was leaving, and Runyu was still reading at night in front of the window. She cut the wick, turned on the oil lamp, and lit a stove of refreshing incense, in case he was hungry and went to the back kitchen to get some shortbread for snacks.

The stove was still heating up in the back kitchen, and the cauldron was boiling with water, but there was no one in it.She held the lamp and got the shortbread, but was knocked down on the stove with a stick, knocking over the iron pot on the stove.The whole pot of hot water poured onto Zhuji's face and body, and she lost sight of one eye. She struggled in pain, but she couldn't make a sound.Before he fell into a coma, he only saw Ruxin running away in a hurry, wearing peach-colored embroidered shoes.

When she woke up more than ten days later, she was rolled up in a straw mat and thrown not far from the graveyard.It was raining heavily.She struggled to get up, but when she opened her eyes, she was already half-blind, with no feeling in one arm, and her eyes were covered in shocking blood and flesh.

She was disfigured, blinded in one eye, and half of her body was injured.The mansion tricked the young master away and let him rush for the exam with peace of mind, but no one cared about holding her accountable. When she was seriously ill, they thought she was dead and threw her into the grave.Her destiny is really hardened to the extreme, so she can still survive with a bloody body.

That year, she quietly hid in the crowd, and saw from a distance that Young Master Runyu had won the Jinshi and returned home in fresh clothes and angry horses.

That year, she hid under the trees in the forest and saw a new grave erected not far from the mass grave. She saw the words that Runyu had mentioned for her, and her name of Wei Shizhuji was engraved on the tablet.

It was also that year that she saw him go to Beijing for a post, with Ruixin wearing pink embroidered shoes by his side.

She could not cry, nor could she shed tears.

From then on, no one in the world knew about a girl named Zhuji.And in this small town in the south of the Yangtze River, there is a half-sighted old lady who is always wrapped in a black turban, hunched over, and makes a living by selling flowers all the year round.

She likes to set up a stall under a big willow tree in this town. The willow tree provides shade and shelter from the rain. As soon as she looks up, she can see the big red lantern on the gate of the Jinshi master's house in the town.

This flower has been sold for 50 years.

One day, the red lanterns at the home of the Jinshi master were replaced with white ones, with the word "Dian" written on them, and the crying inside was loud.

Master Jinshi returned to his family after he became an official. He is a well-known good man in this town. His wife is virtuous, his son is filial, and his children and grandchildren are full.He died at home, and the whole town came to pay his respects.

Only the blind old lady who has been selling flowers at the door has disappeared since that day.

After Zhuji's death, her soul returned to her body, looking at the shadow that returned to her hand, she couldn't help sighing.Touching his face and eyes, biting his back teeth, he said angrily, Fairy Fate is really cruel.Having been mute for decades, she almost forgot how to speak.

Forget it, Fairy Yuanji was not a slip of the tongue, she comforted herself.Get on the Wangchuan ferry and go to the next life.

The author has something to say: It's late today, except because this chapter has more words, the story is actually much better.Tomorrow is unstable, QAQ is because of seven small accidents, I actually didn’t think about it, if you want to send candy, don’t leave me a message, then you have to go all the way randomly