Chitose words

Chapter 29 The Way of Heaven and Earth
They stood in front of An An one by one, looking warily at Mrs. Ning, who suddenly looked like a crazy woman.

Xie Zhao said coldly: "Oh? Is Miss Yu humiliating his father? But in Xie's opinion, the madam's current behavior of not distinguishing between good and evil, hurting others and herself, and treating her own daughter lightly is the real shame for him. General Yu is ashamed."

She stared at Mrs. Yu's haggard face as if she had woken up from a dream, and spoke forcefully:

"——you are embarrassing Ning Wuji and the Ning family in Yongzhou who are in Zhaoge!"

The moment Xie Zhao broke the words "Yongzhou Ning's", Ning's almost crazy expression suddenly stopped.

As if some acupuncture point had been pressed on her, she was actually awakened by Xie Zhao's words, and gradually regained a trace of clarity of mind when she left, and then looked around in a daze.

Han Changsheng's heart beat wildly, and he was speechless secretly.

what?
seriously?
This crazy woman with crazy emotions, crazy behavior, and mentally abnormality, her mother's family is actually from the famous Yongzhou Ning family?

In the past few dynasties, there have been several champions and talented women "Yongzhou Ning"?
Look at the age of this lady. Could it be the daughter or niece of the crown prince Fu Ning Wuji?
In an unspeakably solemn silence, Madam Yu Ning suddenly hissed:

"...how did you know?"

Xie Zhao said calmly: "Mrs. Yu brought many ancient books, calligraphy and paintings of the Ning family of Yongzhou in the past, held a banquet in Zhaoge City, and married General Pingwei with ten miles of red dowry. Zhaoge City still remembers this good story about a general and a beautiful woman. It is sung by the people."

She paused and looked directly into Mrs. Yu's eyes, rarely solemn.

"As for Ning Wuji, Mr. Ning, he is a world-renowned literary figure. He was not only the prince and tutor of the late emperor, but also the teacher of the late emperor Xie Lin, who was also the teacher of the late emperor. Xie Huanzhang, king of Yangjun, was also taught by the old lady Ning in Zhaoge's Ning clan study when he was young.

Master Ning's name is known to all literati and writers in the world.Although Xie Zhao is a wanderer in the world, he has also heard of Mr. Ning's splendid literary talents. "

Mrs. Yu Ning was silent for a long time, and when she spoke again, she had completely recovered her senses.

She said shyly: "The general and the beautiful woman? It's just the superficial beauty in the eyes of outsiders. As for what the inside is like behind closed doors, who can I tell?"

Recalling her late father, Mrs. Yu shook her head lightly, "As for my father, he has been dead for many years, and there are some people in Zhaoge City who are ruthless and ruthless. The girl can still remember."

Xie Zhao shook his head seriously.

"Ma'am, you are thinking too badly. People in the world have never forgotten Taifu Ning's talent and name. It's just that we are born as human beings, and we always have to look forward to life.

The world is bustling, everyone has their own life to live, and their own suffering to overcome, we can't indulge in the past all day long. "

Mrs. Yu was silent for a long time, then suddenly said with a wry smile: "Yes, when my father was alive, he was called 'Ning Banchao' by the world, because almost half of the civil servants in the court came from his disciples. But so what, death is like a lamp going out, and the glory of the past is all in vain."

After stepping forward to "struggle", he was worried that Madam Yu would be irritated again, so Ling You, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said softly:

"Heroes come forth from generation to generation in the world, and there are outstanding figures in the literary and martial arts. Throughout the ages, countless talented masters and literary masters have passed away like meteors, leaving behind their own rich ink and colors."

Ling Ju slightly lowered his head to look at the woman in front of him, there was an uncompromising strength of character and arrogance in the youth's brows.

There was a kind of clearness unique to teenagers in his voice, and a kind of calmness that didn't match his age.

"They came in a hurry in this world and left quietly. Perhaps even they themselves never expected to be remembered by the world after their deaths. However, they cut through the wind and cut the moon, brilliant for a hundred years, and their spirits and spirits last forever The world. This is the way of heaven and earth, and it is also the way they choose——

Yingjie has no regrets and no grievances, so why should Madam care about Mr. Ning? "

Han Changsheng nodded immediately after hearing the words. His words were concise and concise, and much simpler and more popular.

"Yes, Madam Yu, for example, I don't have any big ambitions in this life, my biggest dream and interest is nothing more than the art of divination. Even if my family doesn't understand me, it doesn't matter, even if in the future in the art of divination It doesn't matter if you don't have a big achievement!
In life, the most important thing is to be happy.I do what I want to do, and I don't mind other people's eyes and right and wrong!I think the same is true for Mrs. Ning. It is his dream to preach and receive karma to solve doubts. The old man doesn't care whether future generations will be remembered. "

Mrs. Yu, Mrs. Ning, stared blankly at the boys and girls in front of her, silent for a long time.

After a while, she seemed to suddenly notice her daughter's embarrassment.

Yu An'an's bun was already messed up during the struggle just now, and a cheap and inferior hosta fell on the bluestone bricks on the ground and broke into two pieces.

There were still a few light red marks on her neck - the scars from Mrs. Yu's wrong hand just now.

Mrs. Yu suddenly took a step back as if she was relieved.

This is the first time she has seen her daughter being "tortured" by herself in a sane state. Every time she wakes up, Yu An'an has been groomed and tidy, working in the yard with a gentle smile, not looking at her at all. No embarrassment and clues.

She suddenly covered her face and cried silently, crying blood.

Yu Anan hurriedly pushed away Xie Zhao and Han Changsheng who were blocking her, and stepped forward to support Mrs. Yu.

"Mother, don't cry, my daughter is fine."

Mrs. Yu lowered her palm and stroked her daughter's messy hair tremblingly.

"It's my mother's fault that delayed you. Although I have carefully taught you in literature and ink since childhood, after all, you grew up in this rural area and were trapped in Pingzhou by an incompetent mother like me." For so many years, even a good family has never talked to you."

Yu An'an gently wiped the tears from Madam Yu's cheeks.

"Mom, what are you talking about? An An doesn't feel bitter, and doesn't want to marry."

Xie Zhaozai tilted his body and folded his arms, and suddenly said lazily, "It's fine if Miss Yu doesn't want to marry, but you have the world in your eyes, so why don't you go see the world?"

Under Yu An'an's slightly dazed gaze, she sighed softly.

"Mrs. Yu, are you aware that you are sick?"

Mrs. Yu was slightly startled, her hands subconsciously grabbed the hem of her skirt made of coarse cloth.

".me."

Xie Zhao nodded understandingly.

"It seems that Madam has realized it herself."

(End of this chapter)