"Story of Yanxi Palace" White Moonlight

47&Good Wife

Dressed in purple gauze, with emerald moths on the temples, lithe and graceful, it is the coquettish posture of this body, even Rong Yin, who is used to seeing all kinds of beauties in the palace, has to praise her true beauty.

Rong Yin stared at the appearance of the girl in the water, and sighed again.

"Miss, we should go back, otherwise Madam should send someone to look for it." The little maid Qing'er opened her almond eyes slightly and urged her.

"Miss's interest has ruined you, I'm not in a hurry, what are you in a hurry for?" Rong Yin poked the little maid helplessly, this girl really made her think of Mingyu involuntarily.

"Forget it, let's go." Rong Yin, who was taking a selfie by the water, finished appreciating his appearance, and a ray of melancholy arose in his heart.She only hopes that the father who has not returned home is a good character who loves his daughter.

This appearance is coveted, and she has to plan carefully. I heard that the marriages of Han women are all ordered by their parents and the matchmaker's words. Look at your husband.

Rong Yin thought, in such a beautiful blooming season, she doesn't want to be a husband and a child, and spend her whole life being wronged by others.

It's just that she also needs to plan well early.

Rong Yinfang went to see Mrs. Li, and Mrs. Li said with a happy face: "Yin'er, there is news from home that your father is back."

Before Li Shi could wait for Rong Yin to answer, he took her by the hand and left the room, while rushing to the carriage, he said: "You have been sleeping for five years, and you haven't seen your father, you have to go back quickly."

Rong Yin's eyelashes drooped, and his eyes fell on the embroidered shoes.

Unfortunately, your daughter passed away five years ago.Since I have inherited cause and effect and blood relationship, I must honor you well.

Along the way, Mrs. Li was different from usual, and asked in a rambunctious manner, "Don't worry, your father loves you the most. I haven't seen you for many years. You may have forgotten your father. Your father looks handsome and has a refined and heroic temperament. , your eyes and mouth are most like his, and your temper is also like your father."

Mrs. Li talked a lot, but Rong Yin just listened quietly, feeling a little curiosity and admiration for this cheap dad who had never met.

After all, since she woke up, what she heard the most was the rumors about Fu Shanglin. The "King of Shang" who made a name for himself in this place known as "Jinshan Zhuhai, Tianzi Nanku" is not an easy person.

When he returned to Fu's mansion, a middle-aged man in a navy blue shirt sat on the main seat and sipped tea. He looked calm, but kept looking at the door.When he saw his wife and Rong Yin coming in, he slowly stood up holding the tea, the teacup in his hand was shaking slightly.

"It's Yin'er." Fu Shanglin turned sideways and threw the teacup on the table, and didn't care if the light yellow tea splashed on his sleeves.

"It's Yin'er, it's our daughter." Mrs. Li gently pushed Rong Yin forward, "This is your father."

Fu Shanglin opened his arms and held his daughter in his arms, tears streaming from his shrewd eyes.Fu Shanglin is a tough guy, coupled with his youth and loneliness, he has a very strong temper. He only shed tears in front of his wife when his benefactor and father-in-law passed away.Since then, I have never cried in front of my wife or others.

Rong Yin was held in the arms of this man with a strong heart, feeling the softness of his hard heart, a feeling of admiration for his father naturally emerged from the bottom of his heart, and tears glistened in the corners of his eyes.

"Yin'er seems to have grown up a bit," Fu Shanglin quickly recovered his steady look, pulling his daughter's sleeve to look at her.

Mrs. Li nodded in agreement. In the past five years, Yin'er has been hanging her life with ginseng soup and medicinal materials. After waking up for half a month, she has been well nursed, her facial features have opened up, and she has grown taller.

Fu Shanglin heard his wife talk a lot, and heard that his wife took her daughter to the temple to worship Buddha and fulfill her vows, so she didn't say much.Even though he doesn't believe in gods, Buddhas and ghosts, he doesn't make irresponsible remarks, and he doesn't object to his wife burning incense and worshiping Buddha, and doing more good deeds.

Seeing the harmony and affection between the husband and daughter, Mrs. Li felt relieved, and hurriedly ordered the kitchen to prepare a table of meals. This was the first reunion dinner for her daughter and her husband.

The dishes on the table are all popular southern dishes. Rong Yin is used to northern dishes in Beijing, and she can't change it for a while. After all, she is not used to it.Fortunately, her parents only thought that she hadn't tasted rice soup for five years, so she couldn't get used to it for a while.

From time to time, Mrs. Li would pick up vegetables for her daughter and her husband. Seeing her daughter's healthy and ruddy complexion, she felt a sense of happiness in her heart.

Rong Yin looked at the ten or twenty dishes on the table, and was also very surprised.The level of delicacy and detail of this dish is no less than that of the palace, no wonder Hongli often laments in front of her the extravagance of the rich and powerful in the south of the Yangtze River, and also praises her simple style.

"Mother, how can the three of us finish so many dishes?" The rice grains in Rong Yin's bowl were crystal clear and plump, delightful and lovely.

Mrs. Li was feeling her daughter's dignified temperament and elegant demeanor, when she suddenly heard Rongyin's question, she looked at Fu Shanglin and smiled, and said after a long time: "Yin'er, this is what your mother made up for you, your father may not have seen you for a long time. Come back. If this dish is better, it will be rewarded to the servants, and the leftovers will be fed to the cats and dogs."

"You haven't seen the dishes of Lin's, Wang's and Xue's, we can't compare them." Li said with a smile, and comforted Rong Yin to continue eating.

While eating, Fu Shanglin looked at Rong Yin from the corner of his eye.The daughter is still as beautiful as a spring flower and as intelligent as a bird, but her temperament is different after all.His eyes that read thousands of sails fell on Rong Yin, and he could see the difference in the person in front of him at a glance.

If you say that when you were ten years old, you only thought that she was beautiful and lovely, but now she is as bright as a pearl, as bright as the autumn moon, which makes people unable to move their eyes away.

Although Fu Shanglin stared at Rong Yin calmly, Rong Yin still noticed it, and naturally smiled brightly at Fu Shanglin.Fu Shanglin looked at the smile, which coincided with the smile of the girl five years ago, and put down his vigilance.

After dinner, the three of them took a walk in the garden together.The garden has the style of a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, with weeping willows, rockery, strange stone pavilions, and deep winding paths, all of which make people feel comfortable.

"Master, after Yin'er recovers, why don't you hire an embroiderer to teach her female beauty? Yin'er has been behind for five years." Naturally, the issue of education should be discussed with the husband.

"Yin'er, what do you mean?" Fu Shanglin looked at his careless daughter, not paying attention to his own topic.

"I don't want to be like a girl," Rong Yin, who was watching the red carp swimming under the bridge, turned her head, and met Fu Shanglin's eyes that were exactly the same as Fu Shanglin's.

Rong Yin's attitude was both generous and frank. She didn't want to be the Fucha Rong Yin who liked her mother-in-law Ama, respected her husband and filial her mother-in-law, and finally sacrificed herself for the glory of the family.

When Mrs. Li heard this, she was anxious, and retorted without thinking: "Embroidery is something that women must learn. How can you not learn, otherwise how can you serve your husband? If you get married, you will make your in-laws laugh at you!"

Rong Yin frowned, and glanced at Fu Shanglin, who seemed to be smiling but not smiling. She had no objection, so she cast her eyes on Mrs. Li again, "Mother, from the eyes of the world, an outstanding person like Daddy should go to the imperial examination to enter official career, but Dad has become the most despised businessman in the world."

"Mother, don't you think that Dad is not good?"

"This..." Li Shi was left speechless by Rong Yin's question, and before she could think of a reason, Rong Yin spoke again.

"Since daddy can work hard in business, why can't I? Since men don't have to take the imperial examination, why do women have to learn from women?" Rong Yin smiled warmly, but his logic was very clear, and his tone was full of momentum and oppression.

"Your father is a man, and we are women. Women should obey the three rules and four virtues." Mrs. Li couldn't argue with her daughter, so she had to persuade her earnestly.

"Heh," Rong Yin sneered, "Do you think women should only have children and be a husband and wife? Even so, you manage the inner house, take care of the housework, and let your father work hard outside without worrying about it. This huge family business also has you half of the credit."

Li Shi was at a loss for words, she didn't expect her daughter to think so.Outside, everyone praised her husband for his outstanding ability and envied her for marrying a good husband.

"Father, you say yes or no?" Rong Yin looked at Fu Shanglin with a smile.

Fu Shanglin smiled heartily: "Yu Niang is my virtuous wife and helper in my business. The reputation of this family business naturally has half the credit of your mother."

Li Yuniang still disapproved on the face, but she already agreed with her daughter and husband in her heart.

The author has something to say: My question marks are always swallowed up, so annoying!