Chapter 5: Women chasing men? Officials suppress the people?

Chapter 5 Women chasing men? Officials suppress the people?
Half a month later, Song Xiyuan marryed me into the Song family with great fanfare, opened the water table, and invited people from all over the city of Yangzhou to take part in the banquet.
The story of Song Xiyuan and me in the south of the Yangtze River as a woman chasing a man is more evident in the statement that "men chasing women across mountains, women chasing men's veil", those girls who have admired Song Xiyuan hate that I hate that I wasn’t the one who jumped the river. It’s so easy to climb the straight and amorous three sons, and jump into the river and get stuck.
I have become numb to these claims, and the explanations are useless. They will only get darker. Moreover, these rumors are really small compared to Song San. If I can't bear these little rumors, how can I bear Song San in the future? Quan Dangtao keeps his eyes low.
On the day of the marriage, something went wrong again.
Just after the worship service, the couple paid their respects, and they broke into a group of people.
Some things really turned out to be mature again. Therefore, this time I did not complain at all that it was not the bride.
Moreover, the people who came back were still the Yi clothes of the prefect Yamen, and the head-hunter led a polite bow to Song Xiyuan, saying: "Yan Que County prefecture embezzled money, took bribes, totaling 80,000 silver. Da Tian listened, angered Long Yan, Sheng Shang ordered Zhifu government office to investigate the matter, so the case was very widespread and involved many merchants. Master Pei annoyed Song Gongzi to follow me to the Yamen to narrate. Song spent a full moon night disturbed Song Young Master Dengke is really sorry."
Song Xiyuan sipped the glass of wine in his hand and laughed: "Where and where, the poor masters are also ordered to act, it is very good. Fortunately, Song and the lady have already paid their respects."
That catching face changed.
Speaking of ceremony, if it were not for Song Xiyuan's impulse to come to meet my family half an hour earlier, I am afraid that this time it will be the same as last time, and the bridegroom will be robbed after half of the worship.
Song Xiyuan turned to me and said, "Don't panic, Xi Yuan will go back and go."
I responded to him lightly: "Fortunately, I am used to it."
So, the bridegroom was robbed again on the wedding night. I just don’t quite understand why the red hijab always asks me to expose it.
I knew that it was always tedious to cooperate with Yamen's questioning, and it could not be settled in a while. In the past, Pei Yanzhen often returned home only when the case was first tried. Sure enough, Song Xiyuan, who had slept the next day until the third day, had not returned.
So, another two days passed. On the third day, when I was about to ask someone to send another set of laundry to the prefectural government office, Song Xiyuan came back. When he entered the door, he reached out and embraced me. The lady is so good, Hui Hui, come and come, let my grandfather hurt you."
"Uncle Song, you hate Ho. I haven't taken a bath in a few days? The stinking slave's house." I twitched and thumped his chest. The way to deal with people with thick skin is thicker than him, there is no other way. And, besides, I have always been at ease.
Sure enough, Song Xiyuan smiled, and no longer said strange things, but just reached out and squeezed my face, and put it on my ear: "Little girl, Xiang Gong, I didn't look away, you really fit my heart! "
Immediately, he smiled and introduced to me a middle-aged man with a coffin face all the way behind him: "This is Chen Bo, the steward of the Song family."
The man saluted me with a blank expression, "Hello ma'am."
"From now on, my wife's words will be my Song San's words, and you and others will have to obey your orders." Song Xiyuan told me that she was a mediator.
As soon as he was done, he said yes.
According to what happened, Song Xiyuan had just finished picking up and drank a bowl of rice porridge, and then someone hurriedly reported, "Three sons, no good, the warehouse is running out of water!"
Song Xiyuan was startled, and immediately grinded his teeth. "Officials forced the people to rebel."
This trip went out for six days. At midnight, I was sleeping in the sweet place, and I suddenly felt that Taishan pressed the chest to suppress the chest. I was doubting whether it was a ghost press, but I heard a frivolous voice in my ear: "Mother, come Wait for me, my husband."
I moved my neck, sniffed the smell of wind and dust on his body, and had a chance to answer in the future, and listened to Song Xiyuan sucking in a spit, reaching out and picking my chin in a salivating manner, "What's the matter? The little lady is not willing? Let Xianggong I serve you!"
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On the second day, I heard that Pei Fu was walking in the middle of the night.
Just as eggs can never understand the happiness of duck eggs, stones never experience the sorrow of wood. I guess I can't understand Song Xiyuan's paradoxical thoughts in my life. When the day came, I thought I had cultivated to the highest state, and by the way, on the second day, Song Xiyuan would definitely come up with a new pattern, and every time he uttered speechless choking.
This kind of self-cultivation is really only a starting point, no end. And Song Xiyuan, I think it is really only for heaven, how can there be a few times in the world, only to be unspeakable...
For example, when he would eat a serious meal with a family member, he suddenly said to me, "Miao Miao, the lady who took the initiative to slap her husband is the good lady."
On the other side, the Song family's eyelids didn't lift their eyes, and continued to eat and drink.
I paused and silently sandwiched the sea cucumbers with chopsticks into the Song Xiyuan bowl.
Aside from the old Chen's expressionless expression, "My wife said yes. The sea cucumber nourishes the kidney and aphrodisiac."
So, I can't eat anymore.
For another example, Song Xiyuan would dispatch a man to come back in the evening and tell me, "Ma'am, the three sons asked the younger to tell the maid that they would not come back at night."
I listened to the natural saying "I know."
It was expected that I hadn't blown the lamp to sleep at night, and Song Xiyuan pushed the door in with a look of indignation, and stood in front of me and said: "Ma'am, how can you do this?"
"Ah?" I stared at him with a dumbfounded look.
"There are only three words! "Got it" three words! Why don't you ask me what I'm going to do if I don't come back at night?" Song Xiyuan put his hands on the dressing table behind me and leaned down to me, suddenly Grieved, "You don't care about your husband and me at all, I'm so sad, I'll pay concubine when I'm sad, I will spend money as soon as I accept concubine, I'll be heartache when I spend money, I'll be heartache ..."
"Then why don't you come back at night?" I interrupted him bluntly. It turned out that this was the case, so I asked him generously.
Upon hearing this, Song Xiyuan immediately straightened up, dusted his robe, and proudly said, "I'm going to visit Hualou when you are your father."
"Oh." I thought something was wrong, so I set my heart down and began to remove the hairpin on my head, preparing to pick it up and go to bed to rest.
Song Xiyuan glanced at me for a long while, gritted his teeth and said: "I will go now."
I "hmm" and got into the quilt, and I heard Song Xiyuan close the door and go away, but the Kung Fu less than a cup of tea went away and returned to sit on the bed, purring like a grumpy cat.
So I got up and asked him, "What's wrong?"
Song Xiyuan glanced at me, and said, "Not enough."
Before lying down, I pointed to the cabinet next to me and said, "There is a silver ticket in the second compartment."
Song Xiyuan turned around and looked at me for a long time, and looked at me for a long time so that my back was chilling. He suddenly leaned over and hugged me into his arms, buried his head in the bend of my neck, and said melancholy: "Mother, you are another new friend. Is it still unforgettable?"
"No." Well, I admit that I am blunt, and I really cannot understand the essence of Master Song.
"Isn't it?" Song Xi Yuanfu raised his head and looked at my eyes seriously, and I looked at him firmly and firmly. So, Song Xiyuan bent his eyes and suddenly smiled like a child who stole the sugar gourd. He posted "Tui!" and kissed my lips with a kiss. He reached out and stroked my back, saying, "Oh, girl! Jealousy is the foundation of women’s virtue, and a woman who is not jealous is not a good lady. This jealousy needs to start from small things. From today on, if I return home for a moment, the woman should check me, if there is a woman close to me within a foot , The lady will be angry; if she smells fat powder on me, she will be held accountable; if she sees that the woman's long hair is stuck to my clothes, the lady will question; if I go to drink wine, the lady will rush to the crown; if if..."
When I was confused by his nagging dreams, I suddenly had a thought. Happiness is like this, but if there is unbelief, there is no, and sincerity is the spirit. So, should I believe it?
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