Chapter 4: .Biography of the Wild Goose

In the country of Yan, the status of women is extremely low, and most of them have no words. +++ Popular Tanmei Novels: EbookFREE.me
Only men will be given words by their elders or mentors when they reach the weak crown, to show that they have grown up (to become a cheng). It is also convenient for others to call them when walking outside. Non-elders and (guanguan) relatives are generally called only by the words, not Call by name.
The address table also has the meaning of showing respect among peers.
Miss Lin Si has words, on the one hand because of the brilliance of the Lin Mansion, on the other hand, she also pinned Master Lin's deep hopes.
In the eyes of outsiders, the Lin Mansion, with its boundless beauty, has a very embarrassing problem after three generations of tired and rich.
Contemporary Patriarch Lin Wei and Master Lin-have no children under his knees.
Master Lin has passed his fateful year, but he has taken up seven concubines, but he has no son. He and his wife Li had an eldest son, but he died early before he was thirteen years old. Later, he gave birth to two daughters with his wife Li. Master Lin had to accept concubines time and time again, and gave birth to several daughters. Later, Master Lin’s concubine Li was pregnant again when Master Lin was 30 years old, so he didn’t want to be again. One daughter, it is this young lady, Lin Buxian.
Master Lin's husband and wife are affectionate, so he named his beloved daughter, hoping that his wife can understand her thoughts.
Twenty years passed in a blink of an eye. After the fateful year of Master Lin, his body was not as good as before, and the power of Lin Mansion was gradually transferred to Lin Buxian's shoulders from the year before.
In the first year, Master Lin was the master, and Lin Buxian was the second.
The reverse is true in the second year.
Now in the third year, Master Lin hardly (shows up) his face, and there is no need to ask for instructions on all matters in the mansion, it is up to the fourth lady.
It's no wonder that Master Lin has a poor body, and can only blame the Lin Family's great cause and many things.
Let’s just calculate a rough account. On dark days, the shopkeepers of dozens of shops in Los Angeles will go to the manor to make a report. Lin Buxian will start receiving the big shopkeepers from every moment and every moment of Chen. They will report, check, order silver, keep accounts, and put them in the treasury. …
These dozens of people can be busy in the day with a set of procedures.
Every, March, June, and September, the whole Longdong, a total of seven provinces, more than forty prefectures, more than two hundred shopkeepers entered the mansion with ledgers and bank notes, even if Lin Buxian receives 30 people every day , Have to be busy seven or eight broad daylight hours.
After September, starting from October, the shopkeepers from other places have visited the door one after another, and the number is about three or four times that of the entire Longdong. Lin Buxian has been busy almost since October Wang Sun, and has been busy until the twenty-eighth lunar month. quiet.
Usually, I have to face all kinds of entertainment, manage the government, and attend banquets for all parties...
Counting it down, Lin Buxian's days when he was truly free all year round, only the Twelfth Lunar New Year's Day, which was the 28th year of the twelfth lunar month, was less than twenty days away.
Master Lin was the second generation ancestor who was born with a golden spoon in his hand. When he was young, he liked to indulge in mountains and rivers. Although he did not expect his son, he finally waited until the only prostitute grew up. He dumped the stall without hesitation. I took my wife to travel around the world on the grounds of recuperating (body shen) body, and I won't be able to return until the end of the year.
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After a busy day, Lin Buxian was extremely exhausted. He took a bath under the service of the maid, and returned to the room without directly (sleeping with Shui). Instead, he sat at the round table, picked up the lamp and cut the candle with his own hands, and held up a book. Read it.
The long hair that hasn't been (dry gan) completely draped behind her head, and the candlelight cast a long shadow of Miss Lin Si’s graceful posture, following the light-reflecting floor tiles all the way to the window rails, reflecting like a silhouette. On the window.
There are no girls’ private schools in Yan State. It is even more offensive for men and women to study together. If a woman wants to study, she can only ask her husband to enter the mansion. The number of the husband who enters the mansion is extremely high, so most women know at least a few words. .
These difficulties are not worth mentioning in the Lin Mansion. Lin Buxian has been involved in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting since he was seven years old. He has studied with several famous teachers Hongru. It was only when he took over the family business at the age of seventeen that he gradually stopped school work and took over the Lin Mansion. For more than two years of family business, the most I read on weekdays is the ledger. Reading at night like this is a kind of leisure and enjoyment.
Although Miss Lin Si could not enter the official position, she has experienced ten years of hard reading, with poems and books in her abdomen, and her (chest xiong) gully, she made a decision to make more strategic plans.
Compared with the luxury of Lin Mansion, Miss Lin Si's boudoir is minimalist, with no more than a bed, a round table, a few crescent stools, a dressing table, and two cabinets.
A guqin was placed diagonally by the window, and an incense burner was placed next to the piano table. A few columns of white smoke were slowly wafting from the incense burner, and the incense of sleeping peacefully was burning. Two pieces stood in front of the wall opposite the piano table. The bookshelf is full of various books.
The room is only a very small part of Miss Lin Si's collection, which is used as a pastime before (sleeping in Shui).
A figure entered the east courtyard through the moon gate. This person did not carry a lamp, but could quickly pass through the rockery and bamboo forest in the courtyard. It seemed that he was very familiar with the topography of the courtyard.
When approaching the bedroom, she showed her figure, and she was the first-class maid Yuyi who served by Miss Lin Si during the day. Yuyi and the maid standing at the door to watch the night whispered a few words before entering the wing.
Lin Buxian didn't raise his eyes when he heard the voice, and waited for the maid to walk around before taking his gaze away from the scroll.
"What's the matter?"
The mouth of Yuyi (xiong) was up and down, and she was in a hurry to leave. She first folded her hands on her side for a Wanfu gift, then took out an envelope from her arms and held it in both hands to Lin Buxian. Whispered: "Miss, there is a letter from Beijing!"
The candle's heart on the table flickered, and Lin Buxian's calm eyes also shimmered, but it flashed past.
Lin Buxian took the envelope and held it in his palm. In the middle of the envelope, six characters were written: Miss Lin Si Fangqi.
The handwriting is neat and vigorous, as if by a man.
After stepping back from Yi to a few steps, Lin Buxian turned over the envelope, and saw that the mud on the seal was intact before tearing it open, and took out the letter inside.
The fourth lady Yajian did not kiss the watch, and it was already a long time ago. When I picked up the pen, I had found a place to live in the capital. Fortunately, the fourth lady, Gao Yi, made the journey smoothly.
In the past, at the farewell meeting, the four young ladies spoke with each other, and I thought about it all night and didn't dare to forget it.
Today, Chunwei is imminent, although the hand does not release the volume, the hanging beam thorns the stock, and has never slackened. However, he has dull aptitude, and often sighs that he is not fake.
Only by doing my best and striving for the first time, can we live up to the pity and blue-eyed friendship of the fourth young lady.
Homecoming is like an arrow, not knowing what to do.
Ode to the text.
Brother Yu, Zhong Xiaoting.
In just a few lines, Lin Buxian read it twice, a smile flashed across his eyes, but he lifted the letter paper to the candlelight...
"Yeah! Miss, why did you burn your uncle's letter?"
After Yi took the pot, Lin Buxian threw the burnt and invisible broken letter into the pot, watching the remaining paper completely turn into ashes, and said lightly: "Hugh is so nonsense, there is no match between me and Zhong Gongzi. Yeah, why did Uncle say it?"
Yuyi stuck out her tongue and changed her words: "Did Mrs. Zhong make Miss angry?"
"Never."
Yuyi was puzzled and asked, "Why did the lady burn the letter?"
Lin Buxian lowered his eyes and pondered for a moment, the expression on his face did not change, and said, "I'm tired, turn off the lights (sleep Shui)."
"Yes." Yuyi took the basin away and came back to wait for Lin Buxian to undress, lay down, turned off the light, and retreated to the penthouse.
Lying on the (bed chuang), Lin Buxian recalled Zhong Xiaoting's arrival, but the other party's appearance was a little blurred.
Yan Guo attaches great importance to the defense of men and women, and women who have not yet come out of the cabinet hardly have the opportunity to privately meet outside men. Even Miss Lin Si, who is responsible for her family, needs to be accompanied by a domestic servant to show up in public on weekdays.
Knowing Zhong Xiaoting was completely accidental.
Zhong Xiaoting and Lin Buxian are brothers and sisters of the same school. Lin Buxian’s second master teacher: Mr. Du, who was once Zhong Xiaoting’s enlightening teacher. Mr. Du brought a few articles by Zhong Xiaoting to the Lin Mansion for Lin Buxian tastes reading.
Under Mr. Du’s recommendation, the two met once and discussed knowledge through the bead curtain. Lin Buxian felt that Zhong Xiaoting’s literary talent was brilliant. He also heard that his poor family could not even make up the travel expenses for the exam, so he passed Du The husband funded Zhong Xiaoting.
Zhong Xiaoting lived up to expectations. He returned from the exam in Qiuwei High School. After returning to Los Angeles, he went to the Lin Mansion to thank him. Although Zhong Xiaoting was born in a poor family, he had a different fame. At that time, Lin Buxian had just taken over the family business. Lin The master asked Lin Buxian to entertain Zhong Xiaoting, and that was the second meeting between the two.
Lin Buxian was eighteen years old that year, and he was long past the age when he should be married. After the banquet, Lin Buxian’s mother asked him flankingly. Lin Buxian thought: As a woman, she wants to marry. It has always been a matchmaker's words from parents. Instead of marrying a stranger who has never met, it is better to marry a well-known Zhong Xiaoting and then acquiesce.
Before Chun Wei, Master Lin personally hosted Zhong Xiaoting again, and the marriage of the two was initially settled. Lin Buxian heard that Zhong Xiaoting promised his father that their second son would be named Lin. Started with the incense of the Lin Mansion, and only when he returned from the college entrance examination, he invited a matchmaker to come and hire him.
Thinking that the huge family business of the Lin Mansion would not be left behind, Lin Buxian had no reason to refuse. For this reason, she also made an exception to give Zhong Xiaoting a ride, entangling him, and wishing him a title on the gold list.
Every month after that, Lin Buxian received a letter from Zhong Xiaoting, except for this one, she kept all the previous letters.
As for why this letter was burned? It was because Lin Buxian felt: Compared with other letters, the wording of this letter was too intimate. After all, they were not married, and they did not even have a marriage, which is unreasonable.
Zhong Xiaoting has left Los Angeles for more than four months. They have known each other for nearly three years, and they have met three times in total, so that Zhong Xiaoting only left an outline in Miss Lin Si's heart.
Lin Buxian retracted his thoughts, pulled at the quilt, and closed his eyes.
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It was another (yanyan) sunny day. On the straight official road outside Los Angeles, a beggar with a disheveled hair and wispy clothes came slowly from a distance.
The clothes worn by the beggars can no longer be called clothes. They seem to be torn into cloth deliberately, and it seems that the cloth is bad and formed naturally.
The beggar came alone, looking around from time to time, muttering words, like a madman.
The only thing that is relatively complete on his body is the thick-soled soap boots on his feet, but the soles are almost flattened and the uppers are dirty. It is only possible to infer from the style of the boots. These boots were once expensive.
Take a closer look at the tattered clothes on the beggar. The fabrics are also first-class. Could it be that this beggar is a shabby resident, once a big family? It's a pity that he is a lunatic, and he can't ask anything.
At this time, a bullock cart passed by the beggar, and a farmer was pulling the cart. Sitting on the cart was a young girl (female nu) in an underskirt, combing hair accessories that were not out of the pavilion, and a side of his face hanging on the bottom coarse cloth.
The beggar suddenly turned his head, his dark eyes staring at the young man (female nu) on the cart, still muttering words, but his voice was too low to hear what was said.
"Watch out, my friends, this is the tenth woman who has gone to the street in three months. In this dynasty, it is very rare to meet a woman in public, and all the women who have not yet come out of the pavilion go to the street. You have to cover your face, it's really feudal."