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When Bu Ruyin saw that his wife had made up her mind, she was angry and helpless. He is a scholar, with courtesy, righteousness and shame hanging high above his head. He only married a wife of the Shen family. The husband and wife have been in harmony for more than ten years, and gave birth to Bu Nuan, the pearl on his palm alone. At what moment, isn't he rubbing his heart and lungs? From a selfish point of view, he is the same as his wife. But the world is based on integrity. If it is skewed, it will spread out and make a lot of noise. Not to mention in the officialdom, even being in the world is not enough.

Bu Ruyin shook his head repeatedly, "Women's opinion! Women's opinion!"

Bu Nuan stood with his hand and felt helpless. Xia Jiajiulang failed to live the weak crown. He was indeed a poor man. Her fate may be like this. Although she is unwilling, there is nothing she can do.

The shade was silent, and the eyes were fixed on the short ones in front of him. It took a long time to sigh, "Warmer, your father has told you since you were a child that people can't stand. Since you have changed Geng Tie, this matter is nailed on the board, and there is no room for turning..."

Bu Nuan nodded, "The daughter understands what the father said. If the Xia family comes to pick her up, her daughter will go."

As soon as Mrs. Bu heard this, she cried, "Does this child want my life?" Sir, if you read too many books, you will become a scholar! You are so young that you are so faint! Even if you resign and return to your hometown, it's better to ruin your life. Isn't your daughter your flesh and blood? Isn't it painful to cut it down and throw it into the oil pan and fry it?

Bu Ruyin raised his eyes and sighed, "Why don't I hurt? Entering the gate of Xiafu, my life is in the hands of others. Do you think I would like to see such an ending? But Nuan'er promised his family, but the door was all from the Xia family. It was understandable that Xia Fu sent someone to pick him up.

Mrs Bu cried and calmed down, counted the Buddha beads and thought for a long time before she said, "Have the disaster victims on the street dispersed all the way?"

The last year's scenery was not good. Huguang floods and snowstorms came one after another, and there was no harvest. The imperial court is revitalized. After all, there are still people who don't have enough to eat and wear. Bu Ruyin nodded, "There are dozens under the archway, and hundreds of them have been taken in the hall outside the city, and I'm afraid there are countless in the abandoned house of the Duke Sui Ge Mansion!"

Mrs Bu read the sentence "Amitabha", "These people are poor and wandering outside, either return to their hometown or suffer from hunger and poverty. The waiter has thousands of guests, and he can't even give a mouthful of porridge and rice, accumulating years for the rich and unkind!" She turned her face and told the girl, "Call Housekeeper Chen."

Bu Ruyin couldn't figure out the lady's intention and only looked at her. Bu Nuan came to Mrs. Bu and asked, "Is your mother going to give alms?"

Mrs Bu's eyes were as deep as a cold pool, and she said slowly, "Let Chen Zhong go to those refugees and find a new widow of your age. It's better to take the child, clean her up, let her impersonate her, and send her to the festival hall."

Bu Ruyin was shocked and scolded, "Are you crazy? You can think of such a sinister thing!"

Mrs. Bu gave her husband a cold look, "As long as the warmth is good, I would rather go to hell!" Unlike you, fame is more important than life.

Bu Ruyin choked his wife and sat there with her shoulders tilted and couldn't speak.

The festival hall is known as an institution that specializes in supporting widows and keeping festivals. The threshold is quite high. Only wives and daughters of large families are accepted, and those who are married and widowed are required to be insured and paid a deposit. Ordinary people do not accept it. The gate of the Festival Hall is locked all year round. When you enter there, you will enter the grave, and you will never see the sun again.

"Mother," Bu Nuan hesitated to pull Mrs. Larab's sleeve, "Don't implicate others in my own karma. This is not a trivial matter. For decades, I have been in that yard all my life."

Mrs Bu lowered her eyes and said, "It's better to take what you need. Isn't it better to go to the festival hall to eat and drink without worrying about hunger? Her children are raised in Bufu. Let's treat her as his direct relatives. When the child grows up and has a good reputation, we will take her out and live a good life as usual. As a mother, she dares to risk her life for her children, so she has to find a birth. She is so restrained and keeps her mouth shut.

At this time, the housekeeper came in to listen to the order. Mrs. Bu told him one by one and asked, "Can you find it?"

Chen Zhong replied, "Madam, don't worry, it's hard to find a daughter who hasn't been married, and there are new widows with children everywhere. Everything will be handed over to the villain, and the villain will do it properly for his wife. After saying that, he bowed and retreated.

Bu Ruyin looked at Mrs. Bu like a stranger, with severe frost on his face. "You are too bold. In case something happens, I'll see how you end it!"

"Be cautious and difficult to achieve great things! Don't worry, if something happens to our husband and wife, I will bear all the charges, and it has nothing to do with you. Mrs. Bu was also angry with him. Such a nerd, who lived trembling all his life, had to rely on him to set off storms and waves unless the sun came out of the west.

Bu Ruyin was ashamed by her. After thinking about it, she still felt that she was too risky. She couldn't help rubbing the fire and raised her voice slightly, "What nonsense are you talking about! The hundred-year-old family property of the Bu family was finally destroyed in my hands. How can I afford this crime!"

"It should also be flourishing and declining. The Sui Dynasty has been dead for decades. Why are you still guarding the name of the previous dynasty!"

The gold foil on Mrs. Bu's forehead made Master Bu dizzy. He glanced at his gray daughter next to him and suddenly felt deeply weak. For a moment, like a discouraged ball, he shook his hand and said two "all" in a row. "You are in charge, you are in charge. I don't care. I just hope not to make any baskets."

Mrs. Bu said unyieldingly, "What kind of basket can there be? Let's also make a gentleman's agreement, and we won't be afraid of entering the government. After saying that, he reached out and took his daughter's slender body and looked up and down carefully. Bu Nuan has always been her pride, cheerful and straightforward, and her appearance is also painful. In this luxurious and impetuous world, it is simply a miracle. She is very proud of giving birth to a son, and she never envies her. She disdains to exchange ten boys for a daughter like Nuaner. It's a pity that beautiful women are so bad that they have encountered such a hurdle at the beginning of life. Who else will be distressed by the careless parents?

"Nuan'er, my mother's idea is foolproof. The women in the festival hall don't see outsiders all year round, so they don't have to worry about being exposed. It's just..." She paused and her eyes gradually turned red. "You can't stay in Luoyang anymore. Uncles have done housework in their early years, and 90% of them don't care about it. Go to your aunts and look at your uncle's face. It's not convenient for your cousins to get old. It's better to go to uncles. Rong Ye's uncle is an assassin in Jizhou, and Rong and his uncle are in Chang'an. He has only been promoted to general of the town army this year. Think about it yourself, whether to go to Jizhou or Chang'an?

Bu Nuan and her two uncles haven't seen each other for many years, and they are worried that there will be estrangement. She Muttered, "Mother, I don't want to leave Dongdu."

"That won't work. You stay in the city. In case you don't show your horse's feet, won't you give up your previous achievements?" Mrs. Bu took care of the palace on her waist. "According to me, I still want to go to Jizhou. Uncle Rong Ye has always loved you. He hasn't gathered for more than ten years, but every time he goes home, he asks you to ask you and asks you to bring you rouge lead powder. My aunt is also a good person, gentle and polite. She is a young lady of the family, so I can't neglect you. Rong and uncle..." She frowned, "Although it's good, I'm afraid it's inconvenient. He is not married and is busy with official business. I'm afraid he can't take care of you.

Bu Nuan still has some impression of his uncle. He remembers that he is a very humble person, but he doesn't like to talk. Dongdu brought her two purple myrtle seedlings that year, and now they have grown into trees.

"I'm going to Chang'an." She said, "I'll go to see Rong and uncle."

Mrs. Bu was a little surprised, "Aren't you going to Jizhou? There are aunts taking care of you, and the girl's family has a lot of trivial things, so that someone can talk.

"I want to go to Chang'an to see the Daming Palace." Bu Nuan reluctantly smiled and said, "Even if you want to be exiled, you have to go to the place where the flowers are clustered. Besides, Chang'an still has a grandmother. Even if she is not a direct relative, she will not dislike me when she looks at my uncle's face.

Bu Ruyin next to her touched her beard and said, "The old lady is second. The warmth is already young, and the two nephews are also inconvenient."

Bu Nuan lowered her head and said, "My mother said that Rong and uncle had been promoted to general of the town army. My daughter thought that my uncle would not be suppressed by a fourth-grade scholar."

"That's right. You also visit Rong and uncle for your mother." Mrs. Bu missed her brother and sighed, "Our sister and brother have been kissing since childhood, but it's a pity that I've been young since I left the cabinet, and I haven't seen them for more than ten years now."

Bu Ruyin's attention did not focus on his brother-in-law. He recalled the whole process of mourning in Xia's house like a car. From entering the spiritual shed to leaving the threshold, he tried to find proof that the Xia family did not intend to warm the house, but he had no clue. He sighed in a muffled voice, and there was no other way out of the matter. He just told Bu Nuan, "You have to go to your uncle, and your father is also relieved, but you have to remember - don't sit with men, brothers and uncles should avoid it. This is the saying in the Daughter's Sutra. You have been familiar with it since you were three years old, and you should always pay attention to it. We have suffered, let alone despise ourselves, okay?"

Bu Nuan hurriedly restrained Nafu, "My daughter remembers her father's teachings."

Under the shade, Hu bed took two steps, and his footsteps were slightly bulky. Feiyun walked on the bricks in the soles of his shoes. As he walked, he said, "I wrote to Rong and made the matter clear. Let's make amends first. He is willing to receive the warmth. Let's go later. After all, the niece is not her own niece. She is separated from each other. Isn't it annoying if she is not happy?

Mrs. Bu brushed her hair and found that her husband was suspicious of her brother, and her face didn't look good. "You are too careful. Are you that kind of person? Do you think you are your brother? Half a grain of rice is too good to be missed! If uncles are good, why don't you rely on your relatives!"

Bu Ruyin walked and muttered, "I just said, you came with a car of bricks and tiles, and your daughter also restrained a little. Isn't it rude to speak like this?"

Mrs. Bu didn't support him either. She waved her hand and said, "Go quickly. You have to take advantage of the Xia family's ability to get things done. If it's too late, you're afraid of something will happen."

Bu Ruyin sighed and went downstairs. Mrs. Bu stabbed herself and ordered the jade furnace to go back to the boudoir to warm up her soft clothes. She also said, "Luoyang is not far from Chang'an. My mother will go to see you as soon as she has time. When you arrive in Chang'an, you must listen to your uncle. Don't be capricious. Uncle is strict. You have to reflect on yourself and don't bother him.

Bu warm and curved legs followed the rules. Mrs. Bu put the Gananzhu on her hand and muttered, "My son, this Buddha bead was asked by the monk of Yongning Temple to open the light. Please bless you. Will you be extremely happy after this trip?"