Chapter 24 Lilac Thousand Knot

It rained heavily in the morning on the right day of the birthday banquet. With lightning and thunder, the pouring rain washed Chang'an City clean. When the rain stopped, the pavement of the bluestone slabs lit up, and the green leaves on the branches became brighter and brighter, reflecting a beautiful and refreshing atmosphere.

Mrs Lin was still worried. She said that the banquet was when it rained, which showed that this family was stingy and did not really entertain people. Such a reputation is amazing! She stood under the drip for a long time, looked at it, and saw a different kind of sad mood. It's not easy for a widow to be in charge of the house. The scene when she entered the house is vivid. Only one turned around, and now she is 50 years old. These 30 years have been the richest in life. I have suffered all kinds of hardships and enjoyed all kinds of blessings, but I am also very satisfied.

She is actually a very ordinary woman. Because she is not born, she is married to a high official and is still a concubine. A woman, who begged for a living under another noble and empty woman, has no value and has to rob other people's husbands, so the partial room is often depicted as heinous. At that time, the direct wife was inaudible to her, but when she put things down, there were often people who lacked a lot of weight. She couldn't stand it, went to argue, and was beaten by the servant woman with a rattan.

She smiled bitterly with her sleeves. For most of her life, she could draw up a song and sing for three or two hours.

This kind of family has no hope but to rely on their sons. She married into the Shen family and didn't get pregnant until two years later. At that time, the wife was seriously ill and was not prepared for the concubines in the garden. Rong Yu can be said to have taken advantage of the chaos. He was sent by God to help her. Thanks to him, she stood out after her wife's death. Three side rooms, she is the only one who gave birth to a son. Although she is a concubine, at least she is a good girl, and the other two are maidservant, and they are cheap all their lives. Tang Liang and cheap are not married, which is also a condition that can be used well. Under the circumstance that Master Shen did not want to continue the string, it was logical for her to be corrected.

Then the days were extremely prosperous, and she knew that being the first wife of the family had so many benefits. She really raised her eyebrows and exhaled. The Shen family was the stage for her alone. The next step is to forge this son. Of course, she will also feel distressed, but she wants higher glory. She wants her son to be stronger than Rong Ye, who was born to his legitimate wife, because Rong Ye can be shaded by his ancestors, so he must rely on himself. Fortunately, she succeeded, her son, the pillar of the Tang Dynasty. Who dares to look down on her, the general of the town army and the governor of the north government, led by the emperor's own soldiers?

In a sense, Rong Yu has the credit of today as her mother. She failed to earn a lifely title in her husband's hands, but her son made up for this deficiency. She is going to enjoy the scenery now and celebrate her birthday with the greatest show. Other people's 60th birthday, but she wants to be different from others. As long as she is willing, not to mention fifty, even if she does it in the future, she will have this capital.

She watched the last drop of rain in the sky, the sun came out, and the beam of light shining from the broken clouds was dazzling. She raised her hand to cover her eyebrows, and a man came over from the other end of the Begonia corridor. Red regular clothes, tied with a sorghum crown on the top. The bright red ribbon hangs in front of his chest, weighing the blue sky behind him, which should not be underestimated. That's her son!

"Mother, go to the front yard, guests are coming soon." Rong Yu bent her arms and let her walk down the steps step by step.

She sighed, "I just think the rain won't stop. It's embarrassing to let people walk in the rain."

Rong Yufeng said, "How can it be! It's almost summer, and there is no reason for the next day. Water is Fuze. My mother came to send me a lottery for her birthday today.

Lin smiled and said, "You are getting better and better at talking, and you know how to make your mother happy."

His face was still faint. The mother and son walked together for a long time before saying, "Mother, my son has a thought."

Lin raised his eyes and said, "You said."

"Zhi Xian wants to send it back this time." He frowned and said, "I can't bear to delay her if it goes on like this. I don't care about the stupid things she did first. It's always a brother and sister, and I'm sorry for her. At present, her mother is here, which is a good opportunity. Just let her go back with her mother. We have prepared a generous gift for her, but don't let her suffer.

He is a clever person, and he more or less senses that he will say so. Lin shook his head and said, "You think it's too simple. Your aunt is not perfunctory. I won't hide this from you. The two of them came to see me yesterday. I understand very well, but I still want you to marry her. What do you think we should do?"

He turned his face and said, "I can't."

"I also said this to them, but it can be seen that Xian is a reluctance and refuses to let go. She told her mother about you and Nuan'er. Her mother grabbed the handle and put the harsh words in front of me. If you don't marry Zhixian, she will denounce you. Lin looked straight ahead, with a mocking light in his eyes, "It's actually threatening me!" Fortunately, Nuo'er will get married next month. As long as she and Lan Sheng worship each other, she can't shake us at all. She pressed his hand hard, "Ryulang, my mother's head is white for your marriage. Now there are names and benefits, but this marriage event can't be determined. What exactly do you want? There are so many beautiful people in Chang'an City who are holding you to choose, are you worried that you can't pick one? If you still like Bu Nuan, can I ask the matchmaker to look for it like this?

There is only one cloth warm in the world. Even if you find someone with similar skin, what else? What's more, what he values is not her appearance. This feeling is different from others. The more they love bitterly, the more they cherish it. Even if he finds a fairy to put it in front of him, he won't even look at it.

He didn't want to tell his mother about what he was thinking about. He had already passed through the weeping door to the main garden, and a group of servants and maidservants came to meet him. The old lady had no time to ask, so he got out. The garden is gradually bustling with drums and music. The steward on the gate sang and reported the guests' gifts one by one for registration. He turned around and saw that there was a huge longevity on the wooden halberd rack on both armpits. The gold character on the red background shines dazzlingly under the sun.

It's time to meet people at the door. He lifted his robe and went out. I'm calculating that Bu Nuan is almost there! Recently, he has become more and more angry with his family, and his face is majestic, but he only looks forward to being with her day and night. About everyone who falls in love is like this. After all, he is nothing special. When you are ruthless, you are powerful enough. Once you fall in love with someone, many fundamental things will change.

He is familiar with the delivery, which has been experienced in the officialdom for many years. This public secretary, that old cabinet, was in an endless stream of cars and horses in the spring.

Here he was greeting people, but housekeeper Qu looked straight at the people. He stretched out his finger and gestured, "sixth son, look!"

Rong and looked back, and at first glance, he swung. A man came down on horseback, in his early thirties. Wearing a moon-white robe and a horned head. Standing under the steps and looking at him with his hands behind his back, he looked at him with the same inquisitive look - there are people like him in the sky! The eyebrows and faces are already eight points alike. If there is a difference, it is just that one is older and more civil and the other is younger.

That's probably the history of the cloud! Rong Yu stood and looked at it. At first, he only thought that he had seen it wrong, but he didn't expect it to be so similar. It's as if looking in the mirror, which makes people feel creepy.

But the shock is shocking, and the etiquette can't be abandoned. He greeted him with his fist and said, "Are you the new envoy in the cloud? Come here, the cold house is full of glory!"

The assassin came to his senses and seemed to be equally surprised. He hurriedly bowed, "Someone is alone in the clouds. He has heard the general's name for a long time. He came to visit today and begged the general for forgiveness." He saluted the servant behind him with a gesture. He smiled and said, "There is no respect at all. Please accept it with the general."

The steward in the door howled loudly, "The history of loneliness in the clouds, six tributes, thousands of gifts..."

Rong Yu smiled hesitantly, "I asked you to spend money. Rong Yu thank you here." Chao Li led the way, "Please come to the envoy, and come to find the envoy to speak. Really..." He wanted to say something and finally swallowed it. I'm just suspicious that there are not many people in the world who can be like this. One is in Chang'an, and the other is in the clouds. He can't be beaten, and he won't be a relative. He vaguely felt that something was wrong. Many years ago, the Dugu family was convicted of rebellion by Dugu's kindness, and the whole family was expelled from Beijing and repatriated to the clouds. This year, the emperor remembered this family and looked at the face of Empress Yuanzhen. If it hadn't been for this lonely man who went to Beijing to Xie Feng, I'm afraid he would never have known that somewhere in the Tang Dynasty, there would have been a person who looked almost exactly like him.

Dugu Ruyi took his words and said, "It's really because of you that I'm too similar." He couldn't help getting closer, and the opposite face became more and more angular. He raised his lips and said, "This trip to Chang'an is worthwhile. It seems that it is necessary to talk about it in detail."

The little man below came to guide the way, and Dugu Ruyi followed him into the garden. Rong Yu raised his eyes and saw He Langjia Zeng, so he wanted to open his mouth. He took the first step and said, "Don't tell the general to be humble and know what to do."

Rong and nod his head and said, "I also want to go to the clouds. Be sure to check it out."

He Langa was ordered to go, and he was a little panicked by holding the pillar. My mind is in a mess, thinking about what's going on. But everyone who sees it is surprised, which is not normal. It may be a coincidence that two unincompetent people have three points, but it is incredible that they can't distinguish between them.

Guests still travel back and forth, and he is forced to deal with it. After a while, a small carriage stopped in front of the door. He stared and saw that Mrs. Dong got off the car first and reached out to hold the people inside. Half of the white bird skirt floated out of the door, as light as a cloud.

He waited quietly, and she stepped down. The delicate face is hidden behind the soap yarn, and the Pingting figure is familiar. On the scene, she is the daughter of the Dong family, and it is not easy to get involved with the Bu family, so she has to go with her cousin of the Dong family. When he saw her, he was relieved, but he couldn't wait to tell her.

She went up the steps with the corner of her skirt and bowed to him. He whispered while Mrs. Dong's birthday ceremony, "Wait for me at the bamboo branch hall, and I'll come to you later."

The eyes behind the soap yarn are like obsidian, immersed in water, with a layer of floating light on it. She seemed to be a little shy and didn't respond to him. She turned around and stepped into the threshold.