in the garden.
"Father—" the little girl with pigtails ran towards the man excitedly, and plunged into his arms.
The man lifted her up, and when he heard the little girl giggle, he asked with a smile, "What was Tongtong doing just now?"
"I'm making a wreath! Dad, look, doesn't it look good?"
"nice."
"I made it for Dad!" The little girl put the garland on him, her face was flushed, and she smiled very contentedly.
The man laughed along with her, and suddenly, a woman's voice came from over there, "Husband, Tongtong—"
He looked in the direction of the voice. The woman looked beautiful and waved to their father and daughter with a smile.
Tongtong also waved at her, "Mother—"
The man raised his foot and was about to walk over when suddenly he saw the woman covering her mouth in horror and staring straight behind him!
He turned around abruptly, only to see the little girl who was still in his arms just now, with blood bubbling from a hole in her body, and she was lying in a pool of blood, trying to raise her hand towards him.
He followed the little girl's eyes and lowered his head, holding a sword in his hand!
"Father, why..."
In the room, Song Zheng suddenly opened his eyes.
It was already daylight outside, and the morning light shone into the room, and the picture of the little girl disappeared.
It was just a nightmare, but since she left, he has been having this dream for many years. Even if he gave up his high position and rich salary, and voluntarily resigned from office and returned to his hometown, this dream would not go away.
She once said that if she gave birth to a girl, she would be called Tongtong, the tong of the phoenix phoenix tree.
"Mr. Song, is Mr. Song here?" Someone knocked on the door.
Song Zheng got up and went to open the door. The person who came was a very simple young man, who smiled at him shyly: "Wang Shun's wife is born. We all think you are knowledgeable, and we want you to name the child."
He taught people to read in the countryside, and people called him Mr.
"Can I go and see?" He asked after a moment of silence.
The young man's eyes lit up in surprise, "Of course!"
Wang Shun is a simple farmer, and he only thought that Mr. Song would give him a name casually. Unexpectedly, Mr. Song came over in person. He was nervous and didn't know what to do. He makes it early.
Song Zheng stopped him and asked, "Can I go into the delivery room to have a look?"
Wang Shun was taken aback, the delivery room was tidied up, and there was nothing to look at, but... "I just gave birth, this is unlucky, I'm afraid I will bump into Mr...."
Song Zheng shook his head: "I don't care, I want to see the child first, and then name him." He knew that the newly born child should not be carried out to see the wind.
He was so caring, the farmer didn't think much about it, "Okay, okay, come with me."
The delivery room was cleaned up, and the woman was lying on the thick quilt, with a flush on her face, but it was obvious that she was exhausted and weak, and her breathing was light. She opened her eyes, and immediately looked at the baby in the swaddle next to her. The baby was sleeping soundly, her eyes were as soft as water, but with just one glance, she wished to give him all the best things in the world.
Just because this child is the bone of her bones and the flesh of her flesh.
Song Zheng watched from a distance, and his breathing seemed to be stagnant.
He thought of Pepe, and what she meant when she said that she would never be a mother in this life.
No matter how many children she has raised, she can't feel the love of blood. She wants to be good to the child from the bottom of her heart, but she will never understand what a real mother looks at a child. In the same way, she will never have her own bones and flesh.
And all of this is brought by him...
The farmer didn't know what he was thinking, so he just boasted: "My baby is solid. When it crawled out of his mother's belly, he didn't need to be patted, but just cried loudly. The sound was brighter than a crowing rooster, isn't it?" I said-"
His excitement suddenly stopped, "Hey... sir, why are you crying?"
In the imperial garden of the imperial palace, several sweeping maids gathered together to discuss enthusiastically, "I just saw Mr. Fu in Linyuan Pavilion, and he glanced at me!"
"Wow, don't take a bath for the next two days, if you get a glimpse from the old man, you will definitely have good luck!"
They talked enthusiastically, and the little palace maid who was serious about watering the flowers came up curiously, "Is there still an old man coming and going in and out of the palace?"
"Hahaha, you didn't know when you first came here." The others laughed, and one of them explained to her, "Master Fu is actually a cat. His original name is Fu Bao. Every day he would go for a stroll in the imperial garden to rest for noon." , It’s also strange, whoever can meet it, good things will happen in the next few days, and after a long time, everyone will call it Uncle Fu.”
"Who raised the cat? I remember that animals are never allowed in the imperial garden."
"You have been in the palace for a few days, haven't you heard the name 'Madam'? Madam is not in the rank of concubine. His Majesty ordered the palace people to call her by this. It seems that she has specially set a rank for her. She is in the harem. The status is also very special. Mr. Fu was raised by his wife."
"That's how it is..."
The little girl doesn't have any idea about whether she is favored or not, but she loves the miraculous things the most. After hearing the gossip, the little maid went to Linyuan Pavilion to pick up flowers and plants, but she bumped into the two Empress rubbing.
One of the empresses gritted her teeth and said: "Ma'am, don't be complacent. Others don't know your identity, so I don't know? Be careful, I will expose it, it will make everyone look ugly!"
She knew that this was Concubine Shu who raised two princes, and the other—
That empress was dressed in a very special way, at least not in the style of a concubine. The clothes of the ladies in the palace are all narrow and docile, revealing a slender figure, but she is very comfortable in dressing up, but her temperament is elegant, like a bright moon in the water, no matter who she stands with, she can teach her People can see it at a glance.
At this moment, she was holding a branch of pear blossoms protruding into the pavilion, and said in a soft voice: "I'm afraid there are not many people in this palace who don't know about it. you."
It was a very forgiving sentence, but it seemed to make Concubine Shu vomit blood with anger.
The little palace maid was wondering, suddenly, she saw the other party's gaze passed Concubine Shu's shoulder, seemed to see herself, and smiled at herself.
The little palace maid squatted down suddenly, her face blushed, and she felt inexplicably nervous.
She didn't mean to peep, but fortunately Madam doesn't seem to care, Madam
She suddenly remembered the gossip they had discussed earlier, and slipped back her eyes curiously.
At this moment, Concubine Shu had disappeared, but the third prince was slowly walking down the stone steps behind his wife. The third prince was handsome and handsome, and he bent slightly when talking to her, looking respectful and admiring.
He apologized to his wife on behalf of Concubine Shu, but she didn't care much.
"It's not easy for them, you just think of me as tolerant and kind enough to let them..." She blinked at him, as if waves were rising in the water, "But I don't know that this is the tolerance of the winner."
The third prince shook his head and smiled.
She said with emotion: "You have become much calmer these past few years, so your father can feel at ease."
Wei Xuan was a fifteen or sixteen-year-old child who had lived under Concubine Shu's hands for many years. He was treated very differently from his elder brother. In the past few years, the haze in his heart has dissipated, and he has become generous and straight.
"Madam cares about me in everything, I just think that having my biological mother is just that, so I thought about it." He thought of his former self, as if he was looking at another person, and he was also very emotional.
Wen Ying smiled.
In fact, on the original track, he and Song Xi overcome difficulties and grow together, and they will still be sharpened into a sharp sword in the end. Now it's just the same thing.
The two walked all the way to the flower garden, and the third prince was surprised to find that Wen Ying had stopped.
For some reason, Wen Ying felt that the little maid had a kind face, so she couldn't help but chuckled softly and asked, "What's your name?"
"My name is Tongtong."
The little palace maid trembled her eyelashes shyly, "The phoenix perches on the phoenix tree."
Another year later, a thatched hut was built on a green hill shaded by forests.
One day, a well-dressed and chubby guest entered the thatched cottage. It was quiet inside, obviously the owner was not at home, and he was not polite, he just acted as if he was at home, picked up a pear from the fruit plate, wiped it with his sleeve, gnawed it, and sat down on the chair.
"Meow-"
There was a seductive cry from behind the butt, the fat guest turned his head and stared at the short-legged cat on the chair.
He didn't move, the cat moved first, and the short-legged cat arched him outward with its head, as if it disliked him for sitting too much and occupying its territory.
The fat guest rolled his eyes, "Ha, I'm sorry, I'm so fat."
Not long after he finished speaking, a woman's smiling voice came from outside, "Fu Bao, come out quickly, your father caught a big fish for you today!"
"Mom, is there any fish for me?" The fat guest slobbered and ran to the door.
When the woman saw him, she smiled pleasantly: "Why is Xun'er here today?"
Behind her was a man with profound features and an extraordinary imposing manner. It looked like he was used to being a superior. But right now he is carrying a fish that is still alive and kicking out of the water. Seeing him coming, he smiled, lowered his head and said to the woman, "I'll go to the kitchen to clean up the fish first."
"Okay." She rolled up his sleeves carefully.
When the man entered the kitchen, Song Xun looked back and answered her: "My sister asked me to bring you something. I was afraid that you would eat and sleep here. I picked up two baskets with a pole for the big and small bags. I'm exhausted!"
"Is your sister doing well?" Wen Ying stroked Fu Bao's fur, and when she saw Song Xun's eyes staring straight at her, she knew that the two of them had blown their hair before.
"It's not bad. My brother-in-law is quite capable. After the assessment, he was promoted. His family background is not good. He treats his sister sincerely, which is very good." Song Xun leaned over, "Mother, how is he treating you?"
Wen Ying blushed and glared at him, "You can control this? Don't ask nonsense! But I saw that you are an inch fatter than last month. Go out and see which little girl is willing to marry you …”
"Mom, you don't understand. Although I am fat, I am very handsome. Don't worry, I will find a filial wife for your son."
Wen Ying rolled her eyes at him, and Fu Bao also called "meow".
Song Xun got excited, and glared at the cat, "Hey, I was thinking of leaving the fish for you to eat. Well, you don't want to eat this fish, drink the fish soup!"
"Why do you keep fighting with Fubao? You made it limping, can't you let it go?"
"I'm sorry for it... But one yard is equal to one yard, who will make you love it more. Mother, I can marry you a daughter-in-law, but it can't? So in the future..."
The chattering voice faded away.
…
After Song Xun left, Wen Ying went to the kitchen. The man was washing the dishes. The stone stove and the chopping board were very simple, but he was busy in it.
She looked behind for a long time, and felt that the man's back was really handsome, so she tiptoed to kiss him.
Still holding the bowl in his hand, Wei Lingheng lowered his head and kissed her naturally.
After a while, he parted his lips and asked her, "Going away?"
"Um."
"It's better to ask someone to come some other day." He threw away the bowl, wiped his hands and hugged her, "I'm already in my seventies and eighties, so I have less time to hug you after washing the bowl."
She frowned and laughed, and couldn't help but think of what happened in the palace before.
One day, he excitedly ran over to her and told her that everything was settled, and he would take her to the end of the world with a sword in the future!
She still remembered her reaction at the time, she didn't believe what he was telling the truth at all, she just said casually: "He's in his 70s and 80s, go to sleep."
Unexpectedly, he really gave up the throne, abdicated to his third son Wei Xuan, and became the Supreme Emperor.
Although they are not as unrestrained and unrestrained in the world of mortals as they imagined, but the two came here casually, traveling in mountains and rivers, and they felt at ease.
"Long wind."
"Um?"
"nothing."
She smiled quietly and leaned into his arms.
There are some things she doesn't want to say, because companionship is the longest confession of love.
This time, the space did not appear for some reason, and Wen Ying jumped from the fire to another scene in the blink of an eye.
She only hoped that the code mentioned by z942121 would still exist, otherwise they would have discussed it well, and she suddenly disappeared from the scene of the fire with no bones left. It would be a terrible thing to think about.
She looked around the bedroom she was currently in. The bedroom was decorated in Rococo style as a whole. The overall color of the room was bright, with curly grass and flowers, and the lingering and winding decoration was delicate and delicate. The whole room gave people an old-fashioned feeling.
She retrieved her memory, and sure enough, this world is not far from the Republic of China in history. After the end of the feudal dynasty, now the warlords are self-reliant and self-reliant. On the surface, they are under the jurisdiction of the central government, but they are actually out of control and want to become kings on their own.
In front of the full-length mirror, the woman had a round cat face with a pointed point, her phoenix eyes were long and narrow, her eyelids were half closed, and she looked sleepy and lazy. But she has been unsmiling all year round, her face is tight, and she looks very rigid, obliterating all the beautiful senses.
Wen Ying saw that the pajamas she was wearing turned out to be the snow-white tunic that was often worn in ancient times, which was out of place in this bedroom.
This time, the memory was immediately triggered again.
It turns out that in this world, the original owner is just a soy sauce character. She was born in a scholarly family, so she should have married a famous local family, but Shao Getian, the governor of Chen Province and one of the three major warlords, took her by force. At the age of 18, she became a woman in her forties. The man's stepmother.
It's also a stepmother, this one is much worse than the one in the previous world. Shao Getian, a rough man from the green forest, wanted to marry a wife who could read and learn because he was in awe of scholars. Who knew that when she got married, she saw that his mother was rigid and dogmatic, and couldn't bear it all day. On the wedding night, she left the bride and went to find Wen Xiang, Ruan Yu and Wen Cun. The poor original owner was young and couldn't hold back the scene. When the commander threw her down, she was ridiculed all over the place, and she lost her authority.
But this is nothing, no matter how harsh the treatment, she is still the wife of the main house, with good food, clothing, housing and transportation. The tragedy is that she was later accused of abusing her concubine, and was sent back to her hometown by Shao Getian. From then on, her life was no different from house arrest, and her good life was buried in the old house.
As for the envoys of this world, it seems that Shao Getian has captured half of the city, at least Shao Getian dotes on her to death.
"Ma'am." A maid knocked on the door, "Are you up?"
Only then did Wen Ying realize that she was standing barefoot on the floor, there was a mist outside the window, and the air-conditioning penetrated into the soles of her feet from the floor, she rubbed her feet against each other, and slipped back into bed. Then he poked his head out from under the soft goose-feather quilt, and responded with the word "um".
The maid opened the door and came in to help her wash.
Wen Ying remembered that the original owner brought a maid named Yingcao from home, and this maid was obviously not, so she couldn't help asking: "Where did Yingcao go?"
The maid muttered in her heart, but said respectfully on her face: "Madam asked her to take care of the second young master, no, she went there before dawn."
Wen Ying remembered. She had read a lot of intelligence information since she came here, and she couldn't tell what day it was, so she asked this question.
The second young master in the other party's mouth is the concubine. He was led into the door by his mother two days ago. Shao Getian was also very surprised. This was an affair he had had in the north. The child was handed over to the original owner. Fortunately, the woman was not welcomed in the door.
But if Wen Ying didn't wear it, the other party would soon enter the room.
With the help of the maid, Wen Ying changed into her clothes. The house was very western-style, and she was the only one wearing a jacket and a skirt. It is elegant and quiet.
The maid took another look at her, for some reason, she felt that his wife was different today.
She was also dressed like this in the past, but her eyes were dull, wandering like a ghost, her face was serious, and she looked older than the lady who passed away the first time. Right now, Xi Wei's ray of sunlight shone on her body, her face was soft, and she saw that she had been staring at her for a long time, and she had slightly slanted and questioning eyes.
That movement of bowing her head and turning her head slightly, and that tactful look in her eyes, made by her, are surprisingly charming and indescribably beautiful.
Now she somewhat understands why the handsome man insists on begging a woman who has studied.
She didn't know that there had been a new person in this core. Wen Ying had just passed through the ancient world, unlike later generations who followed the same pattern, only with one appearance and no soul. Her demeanor is naturally more like a lady from the family than the original owner.
Wen Ying knew the date from her mouth, and calculated that in three or four days, the outside room would call at the door, crying about her child abuse. But he still ate at a leisurely pace before going to see his "second son".
The Shao mansion covers an area of more than 20 mu and cost millions of silver dollars to build. The residence is magnificent and magnificent like a palace. The well-proportioned and neat pillars support its majestic skeleton. There is a large piece of green grass directly in front, which can be glimpsed through the carved iron gate, with a wide view.
In the early morning of winter, when the mist has not yet cleared, the wind blows on people's bodies, and it hurts people's bones.
But far away, Wen Ying saw a disheveled boy, wearing thin clothes, chasing a Frisbee on the grass. There was also a huge dog galloping with him, and the two seemed to be fighting for food, having a fierce competition.
Behind him stood a gang of footmen, one of whom was holding a whistle and looking excited. There is also a maid among them, Ying Cao, Wen Ying's maid.
When Wen Ying walked up to the maid, Yingcao recovered from the state of watching the play: "Madam is here!"
A few servants asked Ann hastily, and still played with themselves, while Yingcao pulled Wen Ying aside, and whispered: "Madam, you don't know, this second young master is really ridiculous! The day he came was Dirty, we thought it was his mother who didn't treat him well. Unexpectedly, he had a dog temper! I had to eat a bowl of food, and I put the rice on the table, and those who couldn't see it would be killed. He hugged him to the ground. He wanted to give him a bath, but he still stared at me fiercely... "
Before she could finish speaking, the sound of whipping came from beside her.
It was the seven or eight-year-old boy who was being whipped. Beside him, the giant dog was munching on a piece of raw meat because it brought back a Frisbee. He watched helplessly and swallowed, but didn't dare to resist at all.
The group of servants laughed and laughed and treated him like a dog.
"What's the matter with the whip?" Wen Ying's eyebrows turned cold.
Yingcao smiled and said, "Madam, don't you know what's going on? Isn't this our family's rule? I managed to make friends with Brother Changshun, so he listened to my suggestion."
Wen Ying just remembered. Ordinarily, the original owner was a child raised by a scholarly family, but the mistress of this family has an unhealthy mentality. To her, the children born in the main room are the children, and they must be educated, sensible, steady and generous. The children born in the concubine's room, let alone After studying, they will be beaten and scolded and punished if they move. They have to be raised to look like rats who can't stand on the stage, so that they can be satisfied. Under the influence of ears and eyes, the original owner's three views can be seen.
Therefore, it is not without fault that the original owner was accused of abusing the child. Even if she did not do it herself, it was something she condoned and acquiesced to.
It's a pity that they don't know that the fate of the original owner will change greatly because of this, and this boy who is being treated harshly now will become the fourth person besides the leader of the warlord in the future.
The timing of her transmigration this time is still not very good. If she had stopped her servants before they made a move, she would have been able to take the loving mother route again. Right now, all her maids have established friendship with this group of people and have been hanging around for a long time. What she means, the maids have explained clearly for her. If she suddenly changes her face, no one will believe it.
Yingcao was about to gather up the cloak for her wife, when she stretched out her hand, she saw the figure of his wife walk up to brother Changshun
Wen Ying is begging Changshun for the whip.
The young master of the Shao family loves to raise ferocious dogs, and Changshun is the one who looks after them specially for him.
Seeing his wife looking for him, he didn't panic at all, "Oops" laughed, "This whip is rough, don't hurt your hand."
Wen Ying took the whip over, ignored his words, and tried the toughness of the leather.
When the boy took the Frisbee back like a ferocious dog, she raised her hand and whipped it out, which can be described as fast, accurate, ruthless, and merciless!
Changshun was immediately dumbfounded.
Yingcao was shocked, and immediately came to stop Wenying: "Ma'am, what are you doing, just leave this kind of thing to our servants, carefully dirty your hands!"
Wen Ying bent the whip, "What's the matter, didn't mother train herself before?"
Only now did others understand her intentions, so she wanted to train her by herself? They were a little frightened, this scholarly family, there are still people who whip people? !
The boy was stunned by the whip. He couldn't understand why he still had to beat him when he had nothing to eat when he had brought back the frisbee? He scratched the turf impatiently.
The frisbee-throwing footman threw another one, and he galloped away again, outrunning the giant dog!
But when he came back, he was whipped again immediately!
He became irritable, and let out a muffled growl from his throat.
Wen Ying looked at Yingcao: "Seven years old, can't speak?"
Yingcao was taken aback by her wife's whipping, and quickly said: "Didn't his mother come from that pickled place? The mother of that family waited for her to throw the child away. Later, I accidentally found out that it was the A bitch has been raised." She curled her lips as she spoke, "Her mother is in a hurry to go south to 'seek relatives', how can she teach him."
To be honest, if he didn't know how to speak and complain, the servants wouldn't dare to abuse him like this.
Wen Ying understood, but on the surface it seemed that she had no intention of pitying him at all, several times, as long as he ran back, no matter whether he lost or won, he would be whipped!
He finally couldn't help it, rushed forward with a groan, and bit Wen Ying's hand!
Yingcao couldn't help but scream—
The vicious boy bit the woman like a wolf dog, and the blood dripped onto the grass, but the woman's expression remained unchanged, she was still gentle and calm, and even smiled, she lowered her head and said to the boy, "Even if you do this, you won't eat anything." Oh."
At this scene, the hairs on the backs of Chang Shun and the others couldn't help but stand on end!
The footman tremblingly threw a Frisbee under the signal of Wen Ying's eyes. As soon as the boy's feet moved, Wen Ying whipped him down again!
He looked back at her and stood still.
A couple of times, as long as he stood still while the Frisbee went flying, he wouldn't get whipped.
He understands quickly.
Wen Ying frowned when she saw the basket of raw meat, so she had to pick a piece from the servant's snacks and feed it to him.
He pounced on her like a whirlwind, gobbled down the pastry, rolled his tongue, and licked all the pastry crumbs off her fingers.
Wen Ying pushed back the messy hair on his forehead, and he could see his immature but already sharp facial features, with protruding browbones, thick eyebrows flying obliquely, and a fierce breath in his eyes.
"Good boy." She stroked his head.
He had fierce eyes, and looked at her in confusion.