She Doesn’t Want the Face-Blind Husband

Looking up, it was still raining outside, and all the scenery was covered with water vapor, which was extremely dense. Tao Xinhe thought for a while, and the plan to travel to the suburbs of Beijing tomorrow must be postponed, and at the same time, he ordered the servants to tell his father, younger siblings and third sister, And rearranged the luggage that was prepared at home, and at the same time sent eloquent servants to Zhuangzi's master's house to say hello.

On the other hand, hugging a thin blanket, curled up at the head of the shelf bed, the bed curtains were not put down, and opened Gu Ningxi's letter to read in the dim afternoon light.

"He Niang, seeing words is like meeting you."

This person wrote "Tao Jushi" neatly on the letter, but he was dishonest inside. He dared to write his boudoir's name with his head up, because he was not in front of him, so couldn't he berate him coldly?

There is also "seeing words like meeting", Tao Xinhe inexplicably recalled that when he and Gu Ningxi were husband and wife, he found that when he wrote greetings, replies, and correspondence, he always followed the text without adding the general etiquette of "seeing words like face", " Believe like a person" and so on.

After asking him why, Gu Ningxi spoke convincingly, wrapped his arms around his wife's shoulders, and said with a smile: "Because I can't see my face clearly, how do I know that my writing will remind others of me?"

Looking back, Tao Xinhe could indeed recall the scene of the two of them occupying a corner in Gu's study, reading and writing articles from these simple six words.

Gu Ningxi's handwriting is the foundation laid down by his grandfather, Gu Chengxiang, a master of calligraphy for a generation, and it is indeed solemn and concise. It was the time when the red sleeves were added to the fragrance, and Gu Ningxi held the lady's wrist to write the dragon snake, but Tao Xinhe still couldn't learn the font.

Tao Xinhe sighed softly, laughed at herself for being so sad and thoughtful, gathered her attention and continued to read, and looked at Gu Ningxi with a serious face to see what was going on this time, counting the one she tore up, this is the third one she took from her younger siblings.

? Let's see if Gu Ningxi is like the last time, begging for nothing to send four invitations to see her, but in the end she made an appointment for Mo Qiqi, such a mindless request.

"He Niang, I am on an imperial mission. Meng Shangshu makes an exception. After the first rest in February, I will work in the mansion. However, the task is heavy, and I can't get away for the time being. I will go to Tao Mansion to visit, please forgive me."

"When I was thinking about Qing, I compared the handwriting you left behind and practiced Zanhua Xiaokai, and I made some small achievements. Please judge me."

"Master Zhang, the chief examiner of the Ministry of Rites, has a gray beard under his chin and a long beard reaching to his neck. He is about seven feet six inches tall."

Tao Xinhe couldn't help laughing, Gu Ningxi imitated her own handwriting, it was so lifelike, she stretched out her hand and stroked the last line, stroke by stroke, it was too similar. If you say you don't have a bit of hard work and infatuation, you will never be able to do it.

As for the content,? Suddenly recalled that last year, he was worried that he would spend a month with his colleague Shangguan in the Tribute Court, and carefully write each person's characteristics on the note. "Examiner" was the first line? wrote for Gu Ningxi.

This piece of paper is half a foot square, unstitched and uncut, and it has been more than five months. This person still keeps it and imitates it. He has always said that the hairpin flower font is used by female relatives, which loses the original meaning of calligraphy, and there is a hint of disdain in his words. , is really inexplicable.

Tao Xinhe thought again, no matter how nostalgic her ex-husband seemed, the imitation of her own handwriting was just ridiculous, why bother with him, and he wanted to retreat in Gu's mansion, so what's the use of telling himself, Mingming bridge back to bridge road It's time to go home.

A burst of boredom came,? Casually, holding back the impatience to read the following text:

"There is one more thing to tell He Niang. I probably didn't handle it properly. If I can get your advice, I'll be lucky."

"The foster sister of the Mo family, her boudoir name is Qiniang. You met her at the end of last month. She is lonely and has no plans. In Beijing, she rented a dilapidated small courtyard with brother Nai to shelter her. Now the adopted brother Mo Qi has been buried as a Ann, the house is like a haunted house, not suitable for single women. I remembered that men and women should avoid suspicion, and wanted to move to another place for Qiniang, so that she could be settled properly."

Tao Xinhe's heart skipped a beat, her fingertips felt cold, and she felt that she couldn't hold the thin paper. What's going on? Gu Ningxi's tone of words still resembled the way a husband and wife discussed things with a good wife back then?

snort! If given the chance, Tao Xinhe would like to engrave the word "Harmony" on Gu Ningxi's forehead. Does this person not understand the meaning of "one difference and two lenient"?

What are you doing talking about Mo Qiqi to yourself? Could it be that without him, Gu Ningxi, would he be involved with Mo Qiqi?

Tao Xinhe grinds her back molars, squints her long and winking eyes, pulls herself together and continues to look at Gu Ningxi, saying what he did not handle properly, and unconsciously reads out:

"On the ninth day of February, Uncle Jichang, Uncle Cheng, forced Qiniang to come to the uncle's mansion, and let her go the next day. Although the uncle treated each other with courtesy, Qiniang was frightened and disturbed by this change, crying endlessly, and uttering her words. If you can't enter Gu's house, you will seek to return to your hometown and join a fellow villager you don't know well."

"To tell you the truth, He Niang, I owe Qiniang. If I hadn't acted carelessly, maybe I wouldn't have suffered a tragedy. Of course, it's all because of me, and I owe you more and more. As I write this, I burst into tears."

"At that time, I couldn't think of a way to achieve both. The Ministry of Rituals was imminent. Qiniang wanted to leave Beijing, and she was a lonely woman. I was afraid that brother Mo's soul would come after me, so I had to resort to the worst strategy. Go back to the government."

Well done, Gu Ningxi!

You have brought the other woman back to the mansion after a month with Li Fang. The more Tao Xinhe read, the angrier she became. She felt chills all over her body, so she threw off the thin blanket, dragged the heavy brocade quilt at the end of the bed, wrapped it around her waist and abdomen, and covered her shoulders with a shawl, to feel better.

So, troubled? For several days, when they met at the end of the first lunar month, what Gu Ningxi and Mo Qiqi said about not accepting concubines and respecting righteous sisters was really a cover, right?

They have already entered the room, the woman is active and lively, and she is the only special person who can see the man's face clearly. Isn't it just around the corner to accomplish her good deed?

Soon, that girl will become Aunt Mo in Xin Gu's mansion. Fortunately, I don't have to meet her in person, otherwise I won't be so worried.

Tao Xinhe took a deep breath, and kept telling herself that there was no need to cause emotional disturbances because of that couple, but "I will lead you back to the manor" was flying in front of your eyes endlessly.

The Gu Mansion used to be your territory. You were in charge of the courtyard house, every plant and every tree. You were a well-deserved hostess. Now, it's abandoned like a shoe, and other women flock to it, so what?

Tao Xinhe smiled wryly. It seems that the one who needs to engrave the word "Heli" on his forehead may be himself.

The letter is coming to an end, so I have read the last two paragraphs:

"But don't worry, He Niang. I'll avoid living in the study room. Qiniang will be placed in the guest room in the inner courtyard. I won't see each other all day long. I will try my best to avoid the embarrassment of being in the same mansion. The people in the mansion can prove it. When I hand over the errands of the Ministry of Rites, I will arrange another seven. Mother, ask Ji Changbo about the reason again. He Niang also asks you to be vigilant, Cheng, who randomly invites irrelevant women, may not be worthy of deep friendship. Forgive me for discussing people behind my back and losing my sense of being a gentleman."

"In addition, brother and sister Hong has a request, dare not obey? I agreed to paint, and I had an idea, and thought of a little trick to send this letter to you. If you read this far, you can pass it to Hong, and you don't need to reply. , I am not short of seven hundred taels of silver, they are all my relatives, so I should do my best. When the painting is finished, I will personally send it to the Tao Mansion, so that my brothers and sisters can rest assured to raise their babies."

Tao Xinhe laughed back angrily, leaving Gu Ningxi alone to say the pros and cons.

What is the innocence that the same government insists on? What's going on with him and Mo Qiqi? What's the matter?

Why is it necessary to give Ji Changbo eyedrops to discredit him?

The younger siblings were too lazy to deal with it. Gu Ningxi used seven hundred taels as a bait to lure Hong to deliver the letter for him. Tao Xinhe was not unimpressed. In vain? He was busy arranging outings for the sake of raising his younger siblings.

Thinking of this, Tao Xinhe felt rather disheartened, put down the paper sullenly, and was in a daze, her eyes wandering and not knowing where to go.

It wasn't until Qingfang softly summoned him that he returned to his eyes, tidied himself up, listened to his subordinates' reports on travel-related matters, and returned to being a shrewd and capable director. No one knows what's going on in his heart.

**

On February 16th, the weather lasted for yesterday, and the light rain made the clothes wet, but it was written in the almanac that it was advisable to travel.

The masters of Jichangbo Mansion were all dispatched. Cheng Shicheng brought Cheng Jia, Cheng Meng, and the three members of the second room of the Gu family to meet at the gate of the city. They greeted each other and talked about the warmth and coldness. Arrange the guards to spread straw all the way to the gate of Zhuangzi, and the in-laws are sitting in the car, so be careful of the bumps."

The second master Gu only knew to murmur "yes", but the second aunt felt sorry and said politely: "Please trouble the uncle, who would have thought that the weather has changed suddenly in the past two days, in fact, it doesn't matter to postpone the viewing for a few days."

In fact, Cheng Shicheng found out that the Tao Mansion was scheduled to go to the suburbs of Beijing today, so he decided that they would also travel today.

Looking up at the sky through the oiled paper umbrella held high by the servants, he only got the letter last night that the young general of the Tao family had postponed his trip.

But their party involved Jia Eryue's family, and it was not easy to make temporary changes. Cheng Shicheng could only comfort himself. He was fine around the capital, so he lived in Zhuangzi peacefully, and he could always guard Atao.

So he still had a smile on his face, and enthusiastically invited Gu's family to get in the car, and went to enjoy the flowers and scenery in the suburbs of Beijing. However, he looked at the second master Gu's eyes with a hidden sharpness that no one noticed.

Cheng Shicheng was concerned about being recruited in his previous life, and after much deliberation, the second and third rooms of the Gu family seemed to go in and out of the uncle's house together, but the second room's concubine was hired as his adopted son-in-law. ? Parents, there is no reason to send a woman to their bed.

It was the third house of the Gu family, and the suspicion was even greater. Gu San Master, Gu San Madam, Gu Ningran and his wife Cao, what happened to that little girl Mo mentioned her boudoir name a few days ago, but Cheng Shicheng didn't remember it.

But he knows that the above four people are the villains who are most likely to recklessly seduce/drug.

Such a thing will never happen in this life. He hasn't met the third house of the Gu family yet. When he traces the other evil deeds of the four people, compares them backwards, or forces the little girl Mo Mo to ask something, he can always find out who is the enemy in the previous life. At that time, judging by his methods, he will know that Cheng is not a vegetarian.

Second Aunt Gu returned to the carriage and lightly reprimanded her daughter to put down the curtain: "Be careful of the rain coming in. When you get to Zhuangzi, when you are watching Cheng Jia, you don't feel ashamed to do so in such a hurry."

Gu Runing let go as she said, hugged her mother and acted like a baby: "Mom, I didn't look at Cheng Jia, I just looked at the uncle. Do you still remember that when he went to Brother Xi's house the night before yesterday, he said that the uncle forced the girl from Mo's family to marry him?" What happened? I can't believe it at all, could it be that Uncle has taken a fancy to that Mo Qiqi?"

Without waiting for Second Aunt Gu to answer, Gu Runing smiled and said to herself: "Although I hate Mo Qiqi calling me sister and sister, but? If I can climb up to Uncle's high branch, it would be a good thing to let Cousin Xi go. Ma'am Darling, if that's the case, when Tang Xi's side will be quiet, tell me, will Xi Tang's sister-in-law come back?"

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