The fragrant wooden carriage, the soft curtain covered with pink, and four white horses running side by side, are particularly eye-catching.
There is Yuhuai Mountain in Beijing, and there is Yunmo Academy in the mountain, which is where the Chu family studies. Duke Jing's branch is the most noble family of the Chu family. Apart from that, the Chu family also has dozens of direct branch branches, and incense is also flourishing.
Before Zhen'er was seven years old, there was a teacher at home to teach her homework. After she was seven years old, Chu Yu sent her to the Chu family to study at his discretion. First of all, the family study has a long history and profound implication of the family study. Both he and his elder brother were born with the study of the study of the study of the family.
Because the rules cannot be broken, the family study only accepts the children of the Chu family. There were also royal families who adopted their sons to the Chu family in order to study in the Chu family study. This shows the status of the Chu family study.
Chu Yu loves Zhen'er so much that she suddenly feels lost after seeing her for a day, and she really can't bear to throw her daughter directly into the academy and leave her alone. Therefore, Zhen'er became the only day student in the academy. The white horse da da da pulls the beautiful and exquisite small incense car to and from the academy and the Duke's mansion every day, which has become a scene of its own.
in the compartment.
The big maid, Biyu, is sorting out the bookcase for the girl, putting away the homework she wrote today one by one, not daring to damage the corners in the slightest. After all, Er Ye wanted to compile all these manuscripts.
For many years, Zhen'er's manuscripts, manuscripts and poems have been collected by Chu Yu one by one since he was a child, and he once compiled a book by himself. Everyone in the capital knew the name of the prostitute daughter of the Chu family, and she was very smart at a young age.
Zhen'er was holding a piece of walnut souffle cake to her mouth, when the horses and carriages stopped suddenly, she couldn't help but fell forward, the whole cake was stuffed into her mouth, and she choked and coughed twice.
"Miss, be more careful." Biyu hastily poured a cup of tea and handed it over, then lightly stroked Zhen'er's back to comfort her.
Zhen'er waved his hand, swallowed the pastry, heard some movement outside, opened the window curiously, poked his head out.
A horse stopped in front of the carriage, and there was a person immediately.
The horse was different from the famous horses raised by the nobles in Shangjing. There was no jade belt and tassels for the saddle lining, no gold soft leather for the horse reins, and no silver bells for the bridle, so there was no trace of arrogance and extravagance.
It's just a horse, vigorous and mighty, with purple in the black hair. This is a real bloody horse. There is one person on the horse, with his left hand around the rein and a box in his right hand. Brocade clothes with arrow sleeves, a belt around the waist, and a light black fur coat with dark patterns on the outside. Her long hair hung on her waist, exposing her handsome face. With a gracefully curved jaw, thinned and ribbed lips, eyes embracing the sun and the moon, slanted eyebrows gathering wind and clouds, the spirit is clear and bone-like.
"Big Daddy..." Zhen'er was startled, blurted out to himself, and then stopped abruptly.
Qin Zheng rode his horse forward, walked out of the window, and said softly, "Really."
Zhen'er thought that the last time they met was extremely mean, and Daddy would definitely never want to see her again, but now a sudden meeting made people panic. She lowered her eyes, bit her lower lip firmly, and said after a while, "Master Qin."
The smile on Qin Zheng's face froze slightly, he sighed, and said with a wry smile, "Is your father feeling better?"
When Zhen'er heard this, her whole body trembled suddenly, and she raised her head in a daze. When it comes to daddy, my heart seems to have found a home, and it is no longer flustered and timid as before. Yes, she still has daddy, she can't...
"My father is in better health." Zhen'er felt uncomfortable, and couldn't help but said, "What's the difference between good and bad? My father is like that all the year round. I don't think much of it when I think about it. gone."
The smile on Qin Zheng's face faded completely, his eyes darkened, and he said in a low voice, "Zhen'er, I owe you a lot to your father."
Zhen'er tilted her head and smiled, then shook her head and said, "Master Hou is too worried, Daddy and I are fine, don't care about others."
Qin Zheng looked at Zhen'er in front of him, the little girl who used to call her big daddy when she was ill, and recited the thousand-character essay in his soft voice was gone... But now Zhen'er is intelligent, sensitive, beautiful and elegant .
"Your father taught you very well." Qin Zheng looked at the little girl in front of him carefully, remembering her appearance in his heart: "With you by his side, I feel relieved..."
The smile on Zhen'er's face could no longer be maintained, and she suppressed her trembling voice, and said, "I don't need to say that."
Qin Zheng endured the bitterness in his heart, forced his lips into a smile, and said softly: "Your father has always loved you the most, and I am afraid that there is never a shortage of anything. Daddy has been in the frontier for several years, and there is nothing good in the bitter cold. Every year on your birthday, Daddy makes a small thing with his own hands, and it is right to think about it. Now that he is back, he will give you these small things together, and you can play with them as you like." As he said, he held one of the small things in his hand. The small box was opened and handed over.
There are a bunch of small wood carvings inside, including flexible and lovely rabbits, naive dolls, and beautiful and delicate bracelets.
Zhen'er slowly stretched out her hand, her light-white fingertips trembled, and the end of her eyes couldn't help turning red. After being frozen for a long time, she closed her eyes hard to suppress the scorching heat in her eyes, and lifted her little hand forcefully, overturning the whole box.
There was a crash, and a box full of small wooden carvings was scattered all over the floor, Qin Zheng was stunned.
Zhen'er closed the window with a snap, and a voice came out of the car: "Daddy gave me too many gold, silver and jade articles, and I still can't finish enjoying them. Why do I need these little things. Please come back, Lord Hou, and don't stop Zhen'er from now on." Let's drive."
Qin Zheng slowly got off the horse, squatted down, and picked up the wood carvings on the ground bit by bit. The poor little rabbit lost one ear and rolled miserably in the mud. He picked up the half of the long ear and carefully placed it in the box, gently closing the lid.
"Zhen'er has grown up, take good care of your father." Qin Zheng said softly, his heart numb with pain.
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in the compartment.
Zhen'er desperately covered her mouth, trembling all over. Tears rolled down like beads with a broken thread, soaking the skirt of the clothes, and hearing the sound of horseshoes fading away, she slowly bent over and cried out in a low voice.
"Girl..." Biyu's eyes were red with distress, and she kept wiping her tears with a handkerchief.
Zhen'er suddenly pushed Biyu away, rushed to the door of the car with two steps and pushed it open forcefully, her foot became unsteady, and she fell directly out of the car.
Fortunately, the carriage was not moving, even so it startled the coachman.
"Girl!" Biyu exclaimed, and hurriedly got out of the car.
Zhen'er's knees hurt from the fall, and she didn't care to get up, just groping around on the ground like that. The wet and soft soil stained the dirty and gorgeous dress, and the grass stained the pink and white satin embroidered shoes, but she didn't care about the slightest ladylike demeanor, forgot all the ladylike appearance, and tears fell on the ground drop by drop.
The ground was empty.
Biyu had already got out of the car, half knelt beside Zhen'er, and went to help her up.
When Zhen'er was pulled up, he suddenly saw something from the corner of his eye, hurriedly threw away Biyu, lay down on the ground again with his head down, and stretched out his arms to pick up something under the shaft.
"Girl, this is..." Biyu's words suddenly stopped.
In the palm of Zhen'er's hand is a hairpin, a wooden hairpin. It is made of milky white wood, one end is rounded, and the other end is carved in the shape of a little fox, with a big fluffy tail wrapped around a hairpin, small pointed ears, and a lively and playful appearance.
Zhen'er carefully wiped off the dust on the wooden hairpin with his sleeve, held it tightly in his palm, and pressed it on his heart.
Biyu felt sad when she saw it, she stretched out her hand to support Zhen'er, and said: "Young lady, why bother doing this, if you like it, you just stayed here, and the second master will not blame the young lady."
Zhen'er shook his head, and still cried a little: "I don't want Daddy to feel sad... In the past, I didn't understand Daddy's hard work when I was young, but now I see everything in my eyes these few years. Although Daddy doesn't say a word, but It's not that I don't understand... "
Biyu didn't speak anymore, the girl was so thoughtful, she couldn't persuade her with a single word, but it was really distressing to see her in the eyes. After thinking about it, after returning to the mansion, Biyu still reported today's matter to the second master.
Chu Yu came back from the Ministry of Finance just a little bit tired. After taking a few mouthfuls of food, he was asked to take a rest and heard that he was sleepless at all. After sitting quietly for a while, he said, "Did Zhen'er really say that?"
Biyu leaned back and said, "Yes, Second Master. The girl has been taken care of by her servant since she was a child. Although she is the master and servant, but she can say something presumptuous, the servant girl really loves her. Although the girl is young, she has ideas. Second master, the others don't listen much, so the servant girl came to look for second master. If second master is free, I can persuade the girl not to be too sad."
Chu Yu nodded and said: "I can see how much you treat the girl. I know this matter well. You go back first."
Biyu gave another salute, and then withdrew.
The sky was getting dark, and the candles were dripping with tears, condensing into a ball.
Chu Yu's sigh echoed in the room...
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Qingquexuan.
The door opened in response to the sound, and Zhen'er, who was sitting in front of the Xuan window, suddenly came back to his senses. When he turned around and saw the person coming, his heart skipped a beat, and he gathered the things in his hands into his sleeves in a panic.
"Really." Chu Yu walked slowly, with the hair crown removed, and the long hair loosened behind her back, with only a one-finger-wide plain belt tied at the end of her hair. She was not wearing an official uniform, but only a snow-green robe with scallion white patterns and cuffs , under the candlelight, it is so soft that people are entangled.
"Why hasn't Daddy rested yet?" Zhen'er was nervous, and a thin layer of sweat broke out from his palms.
Chu Yu walked up to Zhen'er, bent over and knelt down, and spread her palms towards her.
Zhen'er's heart tightened, she subconsciously covered her cuffs, and took two steps back.
Chu Yu didn't speak, just spread out her palms, and gently bent the corners of her lips at Zhen'er. There are faint lines in the plain white palm, and the fingers are thin but straight as bamboo.
Zhen'er's eyes turned red, she lowered her head, pursed her lips tightly to prevent herself from crying, and after a long time slowly withdrew her hand, tremblingly, she put the wooden hairpin she was holding firmly in Chu Yu's palm.
With a slight sigh, Chu Yu pulled Zhen'er into her arms and hugged her tightly, and said in a low voice, "My silly girl."
Zhen'er choked up and said, "Daddy, Zhen'er was wrong."
Chu Yu let go of her arms, raised her daughter's small face, looked at the red and swollen eyes that were crying like little walnuts, and asked, "What's wrong?"
"I shouldn't... I shouldn't accept things from Daddy... I..."
"Shh." Chu Yu nodded Zhen'er's eyebrows to silence her. He pulled Zhen'er to let her sit with her back in front of him, raised his hand and took off the pearl hairpin on Zhen'er's head, and the soft long hair poured into the palm of his hand.
The sandalwood peach blossom comb was gently brushed between Zhen'er's hair, Chu Yu said while brushing, "This wooden hairpin is exquisitely carved, I'm afraid you can't buy it in Shangjing."
Zhen'er looked at his father's face reflected in the bronze mirror, calm and gentle.
"Zhener has grown up and knows that he loves Daddy, which makes Daddy very happy." Chu Yu raised the corners of his lips and said, "But Zhener doesn't understand. If you are unhappy, how can Daddy feel better?"
"I didn't..." Zhen'er was anxious to defend, but was interrupted by Chu Yu again.
"Daddy understands." Chu Yu raised his hand and rubbed Zhen'er's head: "It's just that it's your big daddy, even though big daddy and daddy are divorced, it's still your big daddy."
When Zhen'er heard this, tears suddenly fell.
Chu Yu stretched out her hand patiently, gently wiped away the tears on Zhen'er's face with her fingertips, and sighed softly: "That year, when Daddy was your age, I met your eldest daddy. Without him, we would Without today's father, there would naturally be no real son."
Zhen'er slightly raised her face: "Why?"
Chu Yu has always buried the past deeply in her heart, but she never thought that there would be another day like this, when she swiped a shovel, tore it apart bit by bit with her own hands, and held it in front of her daughter. He always had a slight smile on his face, and the candlelight in his eyes was like a flowing luster, and he told his daughter about the past in detail.
Zhen'er forgot her sadness, widened her eyes, and listened carefully.
"Look, your eldest daddy has been a hero since he was a child." Chu Yu unhurriedly tied her daughter's long hair into a half moon bun, with a small wooden hairpin inserted in the hair, playful and cute. He said softly: "It is also now."
Zhen'er reached out and touched the wooden hairpin on her head, turned around, and raised her small face to look at her father.
Chu Yu gently placed her hand on the top of Zhen'er's head: "Daddy can give Zhen'er rich clothes and food, but it is your eldest father who can really give Zhen'er a safe life. If there is no country's safety, how can the people be happy. He is loyal to his soul with his life. With the rivers and mountains, there is today's rivers and seas, and we will be the same year after year."
There is starlight hidden in Zhen'er's eyes, as if suddenly lit up, bright and moving.
Chu Yu pinched the tip of her daughter's nose, and said dotingly: "Zhen'er has such a good big daddy, what's there to be unhappy about?"
Zhen'er lowered her eyes and murmured: "But Daddy..."
Chu Yu shook her head lightly, and said, "The matter between Daddy and Daddy has nothing to do with Zhen'er, it's not Zhen'er's fault."
"Daddy." Zhen'er threw herself into Chu Yu's arms, stretched out her little hands and hugged him tightly.
Chu Yu hugged her daughter back, rested her chin lightly on top of her head, and said, "Don't be like today, if you cry like a little walnut again, Daddy can't help but seek your elder daddy's bad luck."
Zhen'er burst out laughing, and after a while he said sadly: "But... Zhen'er treats Daddy too much, will Daddy be angry?"
Chu Yu raised his eyebrows, and snorted softly, "He dares." Then he rubbed his daughter's limp face, and said, "Okay, just leave this matter to Dad, wash up and go to bed quickly, or you will be afraid tomorrow." It's the eyes that are more swollen."
Zhen'er rubbed her eyes and nodded obediently.
Chu Yu left the Qingque Pavilion, all the smiles on her face dissipated, and she went back to her room, where she sat in front of the candle lamp all night without sleep. When it was near dawn, he wrote a short letter and handed it to his subordinate, asking him to send it to the Zhenbeihou Mansion.
Just after the hour passed, someone came to report that the Marquis of Zhenbei was begging to see him outside the door.
Chu Yu and Zhen'er were sitting opposite each other having breakfast, upon hearing this, she ignored the joy in her daughter's eyes, and said coldly, "Let him wait."
Zhen'er quickly ate up the food in front of him, and then looked at his father eagerly.
Chu Yu used a small spoon to hold the porridge, and slowly poured it into his mouth, so graceful that he almost stomped his feet in a hurry. After dawdling for a while, he slowly got up, took Zhen'er's hand, and said, "Let's go."
In front of the door, Qin Zheng looked inside from time to time, pacing around.
When he saw the big and small figures, his eyes lit up, and he stepped forward in two steps.
Today, Zhen'er is wearing a lotus lotus neon dress, with a waxy white embroidered butterfly cape on the outside, and a small fox wooden hairpin slanted on her head. It is the first time I see a girl who is charming and beautiful.
Chu Yu took her daughter's little hand, walked up to Qin Zheng, and said, "Yu only has one daughter, I hope Lord Hou will take care of her."
He handed over his one and only to Qin Zheng.
Qin Zheng held Zhen'er's hand, and the fingertips touched the back of Chu Yu's hand, it was cold, "Qing Ci, don't worry, I will take good care of Zhen'er. I will send her back at night."
Zhen'er can feel that Daddy's hands are completely different from Daddy's, with warm palms and slightly rough fingertips, which makes people feel at ease. She raised her head and quietly took a look at Daddy's handsome face.
Qin Zheng lowered his head and met his daughter's curious and surprised eyes. He couldn't help but smile, stretched out his hand and easily picked Zhen'er up and put him on the horse's back. The war horse was extremely tall, and Zhen'er let out a "hoo" in shock. Qin Zheng jumped onto the horse and held Zhen'er in his arms. He pulled his cloak and covered him tightly.
"Big Daddy..." Zhen'er whispered shyly.
Qin Zheng's heart softened, he felt full of joy for the first time, and said, "Zhener, Daddy took you out to play, this war horse is called Sa Luzi, and it runs like an arrow off the string, are you afraid?"
Zhen'er bent her eyes and said stubbornly, "I'm not afraid."
Qin Zhenglang laughed: "Good girl, sit still."
Sa Luzi Yang hoof neighed, and left in the dust.
Chu Yu looked at the father and daughter who were leaving, subconsciously took two steps forward, and barely stopped. Xu Shi choked on the cool autumn wind, and couldn't help coughing, his lungs ached from the cold, he couldn't stand up, bent down, and coughed in a low voice.
"Second Master!" The door servant rushed to help.
It took Chu Yu a long time to stop coughing, and looked at the direction where Zhen'er left with Qin Zheng in a daze.
This stop is the moonrise and sunset.