Returning to Before Husband’s Castration

Chapter 181 Three-year agreement

Wei Caiwei took a nap under the grape truss and returned to her last life in a trance. The situation when she and Wang Gonggong were in a wild state under the grape truss, the grape trusses were about to fall down, and the ripe grapes fell and smashed. On her body, the skin was open and fleshy, and the juice splashed out, and it all went into the mouth of Grandpa Wang…

The knock on the door awakened Wei Caiwei from her spring dream. Hearing the peculiar shrill voice of the eunuch, knowing it was summoned by the palace, Wei Caiwei splashed her face with cold water and opened the door.

It’s Shang Qinglan.

Wei Caiwei suspected that she was still dreaming. How could the emperor’s favorite concubine appear at the gate of her house if she lived a life like a fairy in Yude Palace.

Not seen for half a year, Shang Qinglan has grown taller, and his chest is also taller. From last year’s green plum to peach, his eyes rippled like waves, and he looked like a concubine.

Wei Caiwei rubbed her eyes, and Shang Qinglan led a person into the house, “We are out of the palace to play, and I heard that you are home, so we will come to see you.”

Upon seeing that person, Wei Caiwei felt that this was a dream in her dream: it was actually the Emperor Jiajing who visited by Weifu privately!

Oh my God! Emperor Jiajing did not go to court for more than 30 years, did not enter the harem for more than 20 years, and lived in Xiyuan to cultivate immortals and alchemy. He had a fear of “someone wanted to harm me” to the outside world. How did Shang Qinglan drag him to play outside the palace?

Next, do you have to learn from Emperor Zhengde to go down to the south of the Yangtze River?

Wherever the Emperor Jiajing went, he was protected by secret guards. There were a lot of “passers-by” and “vendors” in the quiet Tianshui Alley. Some were pushing wheelbarrows to sell ice bowls, and some were carrying burdens to sell early-ripening watermelons in greenhouses. Sharpening scissors and kitchen knives.

Wei Caiwei hurriedly saluted, and Emperor Jiajing waved his hand stiffly, “I will come out in a gentle manner and be flat without the ceremony.” He seems to be out to play for the first time, and he still feels strange and scared to the outside world, and the whole person is tense.

Shang Qinglan shook Emperor Jiajing’s arm, “I’m tired from walking, so let’s have a cup of tea at Doctor Wei’s house.”

“It was you who had to go out for a stroll, and now I feel tired.” Emperor Jiajing said so, but still followed Shang Qinglan into the house.

The room was sultry, Wei Caiwei invited the two nobles to cool down under the grape racks, first served watermelon and brown sugar fried cake, took out the good tea given by Shang Qinglan last year, and waited for her to boil the water in a hurry and make the tea. When handing it over to the nobleman, Shang Qinglan was already tired and fell asleep on the chaise couch under the grape trellis. Emperor Jiajing sat in a chair and flipped through Wei Caiwei’s recently read book “Journey to the West”. At the Temple of Heaven.

Wei Caiwei tiptoedly put the tea up, and stepped back with interest.

In the previous life, Emperor Jiajing loved Shang Qinglan again, and only allowed her to go out of the palace with Wei Caiwei to play or soak in a hot spring, but he never went out of the palace with Shang Qinglan.

In this life, she went to the south of the Yangtze River, not to be with Shang Qinglan in Yude Palace, Shang Qinglan was unwilling to be lonely, and actually told the old emperor to come out to play with her.

Sure enough, old people falling in love are like an old house on fire, out of control.

Shang Qinglan can eat and sleep. She has no heart and no lungs. She slept under the grape rack for a whole afternoon. The Emperor Jiajing did not urge her until the twilight fashion Qinglan woke up naturally, and the two went back to the palace together.

The **** Huang Jin, the **** of the chief of the ceremony, said to Wei Caiwei: “Today’s affairs, Dr. Wei needs to be kept secret, and no one can be allowed until the emperor and monk Zhaoyi has been here.”

Wei Caiwei didn’t even tell Wang Daxia.

On the other side, Wang Daxia and Mu commanded Wang Qianhu and Wang Daqiu to the Tongzhou Port Wharf, and an official ship was waiting for them.

Commander Mu reluctantly said, “I have been under Wang Qianhu since I was in the army, and I have never been separated. Now Wang Qianhu has gone to Jiangxi, and I am in the capital, each on my own.”

Wang Qianhu said: “You and I are both old for one day. When the children are old, we will get married and start a business. We will disarm and return to the fields together. We will go to the countryside to pick chrysanthemums under the eastern fence and live together.”

Commander Mu and Wang Qianhu made a high-five.

“Ice bowl! Ice bowls are sold!”

When Wang Daqiu heard the ice bowl screaming, he ran over greedyly, clamoring to eat the ice bowl, Wang Daxia took out the money to give the vendor, “Here is a bowl.”

The vendor whispered: “No money.”

Feeling a little familiar in the voice, Wang Daxia glanced intently, and it turned out to be the former stepmother Wu!

Wu washed the lead, and wrapped the head with blue cloth. She was still pretty. She heard that Wang Qian was in the countryside and put it in Jiangxi, and her son would also follow him. Don’t know when he will be back, he will pretend to be a seller of ice bowls. , Pushing a wheelbarrow to wait for his son at the port of Tongzhou.

When Wu was deactivated, Wang Daqiu still couldn’t speak. He didn’t know his mother anymore, he just looked at the ice bowl greedyly.

Wang Qianhu saw the eldest son buy an ice bowl for the younger one, and couldn’t help but teach: “Your brother is young and has a weak spleen and stomach. Up.”

Wang Daxia moved away to let Wang Qianhu see that the hawker was his ex-wife.

Wu puts as little smoothie as possible and made an ice bowl for his son. When Wang Daqiu was immersed in the ice bowl, Wu took out a big baggage and handed it to his ex-husband Ai Ai, “My child costs shoes. The footwear and socks I made for Daqiu are large and small, and they can be worn until they are ten years old.”

From the dismissal to the revival, Wang Qianhu was also promoted two levels. He no longer had much resentment towards the Wu family. This ignorant woman was tired by her insatiable natal family, and her mind was crooked. However, the mother missed her son, and it was natural for people to take over the burden silently by Wang Qianhu.

The former loving couples were speechless. Wu looked at his son who ate the ice bowl, as if to engrave him in his heart, and then took out a piece of silver, “This is what I earned this year. It is used to repay the loss of the family. Although it is only twenty taels, it is far from enough, but I pay some every year, and it will last my entire life. If it is not finished, I will pay it back in my next life.”

After a few years of being a husband and wife, Wang Qianhu refused to ask for it. Wu insisted on giving it. When he pushed, Mu commanded the peacemaker and said, “You should use your money as a capital and buy some land. It’s also okay to sit down and buy. Money makes money to make a lot and pay back quickly. Wang Qianhu, can it be better if she wants her in ten years?”

Wang Qianhu nodded, and Wu gave up and left with a wheelbarrow.

Commander Wang Daxia and Mu watched the official ship leave the port before returning to Beijing.

At the same time, Qufu, Shandong, Yan Sheng Gong Confucian Mansion.

Yan Shifan’s eldest daughter, the Yan family, is married to this generation of King Yan Sheng Gong Kong Shangxian, and is the wife of Sheng Gong Yan. In Qufu, she was shocked to hear that her family’s family had fallen. Yan fainted. When she woke up, she had been moved out of the main room. Sheng Gong gave her a letter of resignation and abandoned it on the grounds of female virtue.

In addition, the two sons of the Yan family were also excluded from the Kong family tree. Their mother and son have never been related to the Kong family.

Shenggong Yan said that if he turned his face, he turned his face, but because he is a descendant of Confucius, scholars all over the world are silent and dare not talk about it, and no one accuses him of being ruthless and righteous.

Yan’s continued heavy blows, and the more severe the illness, Sheng Gong Yan had not allowed her to see the doctor, and there were many deductions in her diet. Yan was tortured to death in less than a month.

The two sons who had been expelled from the house went to the capital to find their uncle Yan Shaoting as the master. Yan Shaoting himself was sent to the fence, and with the blessing of Lu Mansion, he stayed out of the matter. Faced with the disapproving Sage Yan, he had no choice but to go to Qufu to collect the body of his sister. Brought the two nephews to the Lu family.

Li Yiren accepted two relatives who were not orphans but more like orphans, and sent someone to send Yan’s coffin to his hometown in Jiangxi for burial.

Comparing the coldness of the Confucian family and the kindness and generosity of the Lu family, there are many discussions in Beijing, saying that the Lu family is kind and will be rewarded in the future.

Seeing his daughter’s coffin, the white-haired man gave the black-haired man, Yan Shifan never expected that his carefully selected and most secure and wealthy marriage was actually a reminder for his daughter!

Not all in-laws are as kind as the Lu Mansion, and take the son-in-law and the whole family into the house for protection. Seeing that something happened to his in-laws, Sheng Gong couldn’t wait to draw a line, forced his wife to death, expelled his son, and was cold-blooded and ruthless.

Yan Shifan cried and vowed revenge.

The joys and sorrows of the world are not the same. The Yan family lost her daughter, and Yan Shifan almost cried and blinded only one of his remaining eyes. In the Forbidden City, the old emperor is enjoying falling in love with the little girl.

After going out of the palace, Shang Qinglan became addicted. Dragon boats on the moat on Dragon Boat Festival, river lanterns in Shichahai during Mid-Year Festival, Xiangshan climbing on Double Ninth Festival, Shicha sea ice play in midwinter, and lanterns on Shangyuan Festival…Anyway, all year round. All kinds of festivals, delicious and fun places, Shang Qinglan dragged the Emperor Jiajing out to play.

The Emperor Jiajing was somewhat resistant and uncomfortable at the beginning, and slowly gained some folk taste, and he was willing to share the popularity with his favorite concubine.

Even in the second year, Shang Qinglan whimsically said that he was going to see the sea, and Emperor Jiajing took the risk to accompany her on a trip to Qinhuangdao to listen to the Tao. He used to be a feudal lord in Anlu, Hubei, and then became emperor in the capital. Although he was the emperor, there was no place where Wei Caiwei went. Emperor Jiajing was still scared on the journey, but when he arrived, he saw the open sea like a sapphire, Jiajing The emperor still took off his shoes, and Shang Qinglan left pairs of footprints on the beach.

Shang Qinglan is like a tenacious warrior, breaking the various taboos of Emperor Jiajing again and again, and forcibly dragging the old emperor out of the lonely and lonely dragon chair. Although each time is short, it still let the old emperor’s exhausted mind infuse him. A trace of vitality, like a new sprout in a dead wood.

In this way, two years passed, and it was the 42nd year of Jiajing, August 15th, the Mid-Autumn Festival.

Wang Qianhu dragged his family to Jiangxi to take up his post, but he never came back, so Wang Daxia simply spent the holidays with Wei Caiwei.

Three years ago, after the mooncakes baked by Wei Caiwei became discus, she gave up her cooking skills and put on court mooncakes given by Shang Qinglan.

As soon as the two clinked glasses, the door shook the sky.

It is Li Fang, the **** in charge of the Royal Palace of Yu. Li Fang was sweating anxiously, and said, “Doctor Wei, Li Xuan’s attendant saw a hit at the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he is about to give birth.”

Li Jiubao was about to give birth to the future emperor, Wei Caiwei hurriedly put the medicine box on her back and left.

The author has something to say: It takes two and a half years to pull the timeline, and it’s a three-year appointment.