The Beautiful Land

Xi Fuwei did not hesitate to refuse Ouyang Yuanshui’s request. She said seriously: "You are young and promising, and you have a good future. In the future, you won’t marry a wife. Ask me for a hairpin. Explain to your future wife?"

Ouyang Yuanshui said there was nothing to explain: "If she doesn't feel happy, just go back to her family's house, I will give her a wife letter."

"Then you have to pray well and be sure to catch up with someone who is truly gentle and virtuous." Xi Fuwei sneered and said, "If you meet me like this, I won't go back to my parents' house, I will only be a widow."

Ouyang Yuanshui's eyes were a little bright, and he smiled and said, "I like your toughness."

Xi Fuwei calmly said: "You are looking forward to being named on the gold list. Your parents are not stupid and will make you marry a village girl casually? It must be an official lady whose father and brother are in court. People have father and brother backing them up, even if they don’t have any intentions, their maidens are not furnishings, and will tolerate you to abuse their daughters without paying the least? Besides, there is nothing wrong with the daughters of other people who are sorry for you. If you do such things, Tong Wen Xianyun What's the difference?"

She took the tea to see the guests off, "I won't give you anything. If you have to, I will at most have someone give you two gold collars to spend on the road."

Ouyang Yuanshui couldn't help her, so he stood up and said: "Then you send me to the door."

"No." Xi Fuwei didn't lift her eyelids, and said, "Originally, our aunts and nephews kept their filial piety, and we didn't see outsiders. Besides, there are no elders in the family. I see that your outsider is no longer suitable. This is an exception. There will be no next time. Up."

He smiled bitterly for a while and said: "I really hope that Shen Youqing suddenly died. There are so many people who died young, why is there no him?"

"If he is dead, I may not follow you." Xi Fuwei said lightly, "Wake up, do you think I can only choose between you and You Qing?"

"The imperial concubine in the palace deliberately told her niece to Shen Youqing." Ouyang Yuanshui fixedly looked at her for a long time, and his eyes swept away inch by inch. This person's pretty face seemed to be carved out of a whole piece of suet jade, exquisite and beautiful. Indifferent, the corners of his eyes and eyebrows are filled with the heart is determined.

He was disappointed and angry at this indifference, but he was in love with this stone-hearted attitude. "The Shen family's attitude was ambiguous, and he didn't agree or refuse. The imperial concubine thought it was thinking about it, so he arranged for his niece to talk to Shen. The family’s daughter took a face-to-face. I begged the elders, and passed the word through to the concubine, and the concubine stopped."

Xi Fuwei was a little surprised, but didn't ask the reason, only nodded lightly: "Thank you."

Ouyang Yuanshuizi took a close look at her, sighed and turned around, and said in a quiet voice, "Fuwei, I'm leaving."

A girl in plain clothes gave a very calm "um", put one arm on her cheek, tilted her head and called the housekeeper: "Send the guest."

Compared to hers simply, Ouyang Yuanshui turned his head as he walked, and he lingered for a while after going out of the threshold before gritting his teeth and leaving.

Xi Fuwei waited for him to get out of the courtyard, so she got up and turned back.

As he walked, he told the maid: "You'll tell the housekeeper later that next time strangers come to the door, no one is allowed in!"

The maid nodded: "The slave and maid remembered."

Then he asked in a low voice, "Is this thing going to tell the people below to shut up? I just don’t know if anyone outside saw the young man when he came? Or just say that he came to see Lieutenant Yu, but today Yu Xiaowei didn't come to teach Master Sun, so he was empty."

"You do have the intention." Xi Fuwei smiled, "but you probably don't know that that person is a talented man from the Yanzhou government next door. He is a juror at a young age, and his reputation there is just like that of his brother before his death. It's been a long time since the gods."

This is not a lie. If Xi Fucui hadn't passed away, it would be logical to get acquainted with Ouyang Yuanshui. Although the two were not in the same house, they would be a natural hometown when they came out of Shandong.

He seems to be young and talented, and his personality is not very anxious, and 80% of them will go to Beijing together for the exam.

Xi Fuwei thought of that possibility, and the smile at the corner of her mouth faded.

The maid was misguided, showing a stunned look: "So that young man came here to express condolences to our big young man?"

The New Year’s Day is approaching, and people miss Xi Fucui, and they come to visit, and it makes sense.

It's just... why didn't you talk with your hands empty, and didn't go to give Xi Fucui incense?

Glancing at the suddenly depressed hostess, the maid said in her heart: "Perhaps these talented scholars don't pay attention to vulgar etiquette, and that's it."

After all, Xi Fuwei’s prospective fiancé is stunned, but he is the son of Ying Tianfu nobleman. He has a bright future. Not to mention the distinguished family background. He is also pure and upright. He also has deep roots in Xi Fuwei's love. Breaking the family gap must also be married... The maid felt that the hostess was not that kind of confused, could she have anything to do with Ouyang Yuanshui?

She shook her head and thought about what Ouyang Yuanshui would say in the future, and was about to confirm with Xi Fuwei when there was some movement outside, and a little maid said softly, "Miss, I don’t know if she is taking a break. , Sun Gongzi keep quiet."

The footsteps suddenly became lighter, but Xi Jiao angrily said: "Even walking is annoying! When I grow up and inherit the family business, I will drive you out sooner or later!"

The little maid suddenly sobbed and begged for mercy.

Xi Jiao hummed and ignored her, but the prestige of being a family member in the future hadn't been shown enough. He had already heard his aunt's cold sentence: "Get in!"

He shuddered, changed his bitter melon face in an instant, and drew in and saluted: "Aunt!"

"Is it getting more and more powerful?" Xi Fuwei squinted at him, "My little maid, you dare to drink, why don't you want to drink to my aunt for a long time?"

Xi Jiao quickly said he didn't dare.

He had admitted that he had come, but in the next moment, he was taken into the family law. He stripped off his pants in front of a group of bad guys. After playing for half a month, he can only sleep on his stomach. The gentleman who taught the class said that he was ignorant, saying that without your aunt, Xi’s family would have disappeared, so would you be worthy to drive your aunt out?

"Forgive you for not having that ability." Xi Fuwei said disdainfully, without the intention of pursuing it, and continued to ask, "Have you done your homework? Take it with me when you are done!"

"...It's done." Xi said aggrievedly, and asked his maid to take homework for her to check.

Seeing Xi Fuwei paying attention to his homework, he cautiously showed humiliation: He hates this aunt the most. Even if he is dissatisfied with his behavior and behavior, he will at most scold a few words or use the family method. There is no meaning of cruel training.

Both the housekeeper and husband said that this was because Xi Fuwei still spoiled him, and couldn't bear it.

However, Xi Jiao didn't think so.

He was familiar with this attitude, even when Xi Zongwang and Xi Fucui were still there, Xi Fuwei treated him the same way.

If he is not pampered or harsh, he will not be short of anything, but to say that he is eager to pounce on him...that is too much.

In the past, Xi Jiao had no dissatisfaction, because he knew that he was just a concubine and that his birth mother was a maid who was not on the stage, or was born before the mistress entered the door. If the mistress is stronger in the future, or if his natal family is more powerful, he is not even qualified. Walk out as Xi Fucui's son.

So Xi Fuwei recognized him as plain.

But now it's different. Now he is the only male heir in the Xi family. His biological father, Xi Fucui, is dead. There will be no more serious wives and prostitutes...Why is this aunt still the same attitude? !

She is his only relative, and she doesn't even worry about revenge when he grows up in the future.

The aunt didn't pay attention to him at all.

In her opinion, he has always been Xi Fucui's maid, not worthy of being treated as a serious nephew.

That kind of condescending attitude... the more I look at it, the more I feel unbearable.

Have to endure.

Xi Jiao's heart was in a mess, and even a thin mist formed under his eyes.

Suddenly hearing Xi Fuwei's "Huh", it seemed that there was a problem with his homework, and he was suddenly excited!

Put away all your grievances instantly, stand tall and straight, and be ready to kneel down and beg for mercy at any time!

"Where is the purse on your waist?" Fortunately, Xi Fuwei put together his homework and did not intend to pursue his studies. Instead, she lifted her chin to his waist and asked, "It is the one given to you two days ago...I Remember what you brought this morning. Why did it disappear? Did it fall out of the garden?"

"No." Xi Jiao said hurriedly, "I gave it away!"

Xi Fuwei frowned: "Give it away? Who did it give away?"

"It's the son who came to our house just now." Xi Jiao said, "I just met him outside, and he asked me who I am. After I said my identity, he asked who made the purse on my waist. Yes, he wanted to borrow it and have a look. After reading it, he said to change things with me. I thought that my aunt had always told me to be generous and not stingy. After losing the face of Xi's family, he said no need to change. Give it to him!"

He said that he looked at Xi Fuwei eagerly, waiting to praise her generosity.

"..." Xi Fuwei was speechless for a moment, cursing, "Bastard!"

Even children's things are cheated, this scum!

Glancing at his frightened deer-like nephew, he sighed, "Next time I give you something, you can give it away at will!"

Xi Jiao cried and said, "Obviously you made me generous!"

He asked with tears, "Did you tease me on purpose? I knew you didn't like me!!!"

"...Yes, I can still dislike you a little bit more!" Xi Fuwei commanded in an annoyed manner, "Hold it down, move on!"

Xi Jiao cried loudly, crying while crying Xi Zongwang and Xi Fucui. This hand was once when he was in a hurry, thinking that if his grandfather and relatives were there, he might help persuade this terrifying aunt. Wei cried as soon as she heard it, and immediately stopped hitting him.

But no matter how good the trick is, it will be of no effect. Xi Fuwei is not soft-hearted now, not only is not soft-hearted, but also let her subordinates play a few more times: "If your grandfather and your father are alive, I know you will treat your aunt and I will personally You make a purse and give it to a foreigner. You don’t want to kill you! You dare to call them, and if you call them, come and make some more money?!"

Seeing the maid talking and stopping, she obviously felt that even if her own lady didn’t mean to Ouyang Yuanshui, Ouyang Yuanshui would ask Xi Jiao for a purse when she left. This was clear at a glance, and she was too lazy to explain, she just patted the table and cursed Xi Jiao. , "Just like that, you still think about showing it to me when you grow up! In the future, it would be nice not to drag me stupidly to worry about you all day long!"

Being angry, the butler came in and said, "Miss, there is another son at the door."

"No!" Xi Fuwei didn't even want to say, "Boom out for me!"