The weather in June has become very hot. Fortunately, there was a heavy rain last night, knocking down countless flowers that had just bloomed on the branches. They were scratched to the ground and their pink petals scattered. The air after the rain was clean and fragrant. Early in the morning,
It makes people feel comfortable. ~[ ][ ]
Qin Sang raised her hands and rolled up the bamboo curtain with all her strength. She turned around and smiled softly: "While the sun has not come up yet, let the room get some fresh air quickly so that it doesn't get stuffy inside."
A little girl stood waiting holding a wet little bamboo basket. On the table were various small fruit plates, including white porcelain, pastel, crystal, anise, and sunflower petals. They were all so beautiful.
Xiao Tao rolled up her sleeves and placed various fruits still stained with water drops on the plate one by one. She raised her head and grinned: "The rain last night was really scary. It was slapping with a whip. I listened.
The sound of water falling to the ground made my heart tremble."
Ruomei had a beautiful face. Hearing this, he frowned slightly: "No matter how scary I am, I am not as scary as the master. I... I have never seen the master lose such a temper. It's scary to death."
"You deserve it!" Luzhi stepped in from outside, put down the tea tray in his hand, and walked to the table to get some water.
Qin Sang glanced at her and said with a smile: "Ma'am, are you done with your meal? Hey, don't be in a hurry, drink it slowly, who will steal it from you?"
Lu Zhi put down the glass of water, and even though it was not enough, he poured another large bowl and drank it, "This morning, the fried salt-and-pepper fried quail eggs on Madam's table tasted really good. Madam rewarded me with it, but I couldn't stop talking.
, I ate a few more, and I was so salty... Tsk, tsk, I had to endure Sister Dao Cuiwei and Dan Ju coming back before I dared to come out."
"You deserve it." Xiao Tao glared at her, "I asked you to eat alone, but you didn't even give us some."
Lu Zhi put down the tea bowl, put her hands on her hips, and stared back: "My wife left my eldest sister for dinner this morning. I saw that she ate a lot. Even if I didn't eat, I wouldn't be able to leave anything for you."
"It's done, what's the point of arguing over a few quail eggs? Madam, how much food and drink do you need on weekdays?" Ruomei waved her hands and then asked in a low voice, "You two should talk about what you served last night.
Madam was ordered to deliver food to the master. What happened there? When I went there, I saw Wuer being dragged down. His body was covered in blood and it was so oozing."
Luzhi wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, looked out the window, walked inside and sat down, and said nonchalantly: "It's nothing strange. Last night, the gentleman from Kouxiangyuan entered the study without even coming here.
Wu'er didn't even come out, so she got upset and asked someone to carry a food box to the study to "care" for the master. Xiaoshun stopped Wu'er from asking him to go in, so she deliberately squeaked and raised her voice to call the people inside.
The master heard it, who knew..."
She covered her mouth and smiled, "Unexpectedly, the master who provoked me was so angry that he ordered me to be beaten on the spot and gave him thirty strokes. Huh, you deserve it!"
"That's it. It's your own fault, and you are no different from others." A touch of contempt appeared on Ruomei's face, and he said disdainfully, "Those two beside Aunt Gong, because they are better born, dress up in colorful clothes all day long, come here and go in and out
Those who poke their heads out, I wish I could let the master see me. I really don’t respect myself and love myself.”
Qin Sang and Lu Zhi looked at each other and smiled secretly: Although this person is a bit arrogant and narcissistic, and her words often have a sour taste, which is annoying, she is still clean-minded. Whenever Gu Tingye is around, she will either hide in the back room and not come out, or she will not come out.
I won’t come back elsewhere for a while, and try not to show up in front of the male protagonist.
"The master has a bad temper, but he only restrains himself a little with Madam. Last night, the master threw out a cup of hot tea, splashing a lot of hot water and breaking the porcelain. Xiao Shun and the guards in the outer courtyard didn't dare to move at all." Xiao Tao said casually.
said.
After she put the last fruit on the plate, she took the green branches and leaves that had just been washed with water from the side, carefully broke off a few small bunches, and slowly garnished the tender fruits, while saying: "Otherwise, you can't go to Lingding Pavilion."
Why are you so honest? I heard that she originally brought four girls, not for any reason. One was beaten to death on the spot, and the other was beaten half to death and did not survive a few days. Miss Fengxian was frightened at that time.
I was sick, and it took me several months to get out of bed...Okay, Chun Ya, throw these out, and then bring me the basket hanging outside."
She clapped her hands, straightened up, gathered up the scattered fruit leaves and handed them to the little girl. The little girl was only about ten years old, with a round face, and she went out obediently.
The speaker had no consciousness, but the listener was trembling in his heart. The girls in the room were horrified for a moment and were speechless for a while. After a while, Luzhi exclaimed: "Why didn't you tell me earlier! The master was so late last night?"
When we came back, Caihuan kept thinking about her, saying that she wanted to go 'on behalf of my wife' to see 'how the master is doing'."
Xiao Tao was dumbfounded: "...you didn't ask me?" Although she likes to inquire, she is never chatty, and Minglan is her only audience.
To become a qualified spy, one must not only have a honest and honest appearance, but also speak carefully at all times. In this way, no matter who leaks gossip to her, they can rest assured that it will never be spread.
Just as he was talking, Chun Ya came back, carrying two black gauze baskets woven from purple bamboo on his two little arms. Xiao Tao opened the layers of baskets and put the arranged fruit plates inside.
"... If I had known better, I would have let her go, which would have made me tired of trying to stop her." Lu Zhi was still angry with himself.
Qin Sang couldn't help but said: "Don't be too meddlesome, always thinking about being tempted and causing trouble. Please be careful before Sister Cuiwei hits you!"
Luzhi remembered the past, stuck out his tongue and stopped talking.
Ruomei let out a long sigh: "It's better not to be tempted. The master was born in the army, so he is not as compassionate and kind-hearted as the scholar. Fortunately, the master likes my wife, otherwise..." She looked melancholy, half-bringing her elbows, like a shackles
So clear and sad.
Luzhi and Qin Sang looked at each other again with flat lips.
After hearing this, Xiao Chunya raised her head and said innocently: "My master's temper has gotten much better. I heard that one time, before my wife came in, a sister from the inner courtyard mistakenly walked into the outer study. The master didn't say a word and called someone at that time."
Take it down."
Everyone listened with rapt attention and quickly asked: "What happened next?"
"Later...then it disappeared. ~" Chun Ya closed the lid of the carrier, dumbfounded and confused.
Everyone was furious: "How come there is no more? What happened to that person?"
How could anyone spread gossip like this and still leave a tail? Lu Zhi's finger almost poked her forehead. Chun Ya held her head and cried: "I don't know, that sister never appeared again."
The girls looked at each other, feeling that this sentence was full of unknown horror, more frightening than the shame of selling the board. The room was silent. After a long time, Luzhi remembered something, glared at Chunya and said: "This matter
how do you know?"
Chunya had a naive look on her face and said smoothly: "I heard what Brother Xiaoshun said, what Master Gongsun said, and what Guard Xie heard about, what Second Master Tu said."
Luzhi fainted for a while, Ruomei's mouth opened wide, Qin Sang couldn't laugh or cry, pointed at Xiao Tao and Chun Ya and said: "It's true that the person who is close to the ink is black, follow her every day, you have also learned this virtue, quickly leave this hoof,
Just come and follow me."
Xiao Chunya immediately hugged Xiao Tao's arm and said sweetly: "Thank you to Sister Qin Sang, but I can't bear to leave Sister Xiao Tao. My sister treats me well. She saved all the delicious food and clothes and gave them to my mother and sister."
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Xiao Tao smiled and hugged Xiao Chunya: "Why are you so upright? No matter how nice I am, I can't say it so straightforwardly. I have to be more humble. [ ]"
The girls staggered and fell down for a moment.
The little maid was ignorant and laughed happily, but Minglan was not so lucky. At this time, she had a splitting headache.
When he came back from the Marquis Mansion yesterday, Gu Tingye shut himself in the study without saying a word. He did not go back to the house for dinner. He only invited Gongsun Baishi to discuss it for a while.
Apart from asking people to bring food and tea, and showing some care, Minglan never left.
As a mature man with a strong will, Gu Tingye should be thinking about the problem at the moment, rather than feeling sad. What he needs is calm thinking, not the comfort of a wet nurse.
He chose to go to the outer study instead of the inner study, expressing his meaning in a very subtle way.
Minglan waited quietly in the room, sitting in front of the candles until midnight, when she couldn't hold on anymore, she fell asleep.
Unexpectedly, I woke up in a cold sweat in the middle of the night. When I opened my eyes, the room was dark, and I saw a tall figure with many shadows sitting by the window. A pair of bright eyes looked at me without blinking.
So profound.
Minglan was half-awakened by fright.
The man did nothing, just stared at her face. The rain outside suddenly pounded the ground violently, which seemed to hit her heart. Minglan felt even more uneasy and curled up involuntarily.
He knew that he had woken her up, so he hugged her hand and foot into his arms. He didn't know how to comfort her, so he rocked Minglan like a wet nurse coaxing a little girl to sleep. The gesture was extremely unprofessional, but the effect was very good. Minglan
Lan asked him a few vague questions, but he didn't answer and only shook her more vigorously. She was so sleepy that she fell asleep again.
She slept lightly that night and was always in a very unstable state. It was natural to have a headache when she woke up in the morning. When she woke up, her pillow was empty. On the low couch next to the bed were the clothes she had changed out of yesterday, with double-woven fabrics.
He just threw the thin silk robe, embroidered with dark patterns of green pine and rock, and the shiny embroidery threads seemed to be faintly flickering.
None of the younger brothers in the Sheng family dared to do this. Sheng Hong decided to pass on poems and books to the family, so that his younger brothers could cultivate themselves and reflect on themselves. No matter how tired they were, they should not throw things away. In addition, with Changbai as an example, the effect would be even better.
But this man was born with the temperament of a young man. When he was young, he was well-dressed and well-fed, arrogant and wanton. When he was living in the world, he had no one to look after him. After he joined the army, he was cared for from head to toe.
Minglan secretly made up her mind that she would never let her children imitate them in the future. She suddenly realized her thoughts and couldn't help laughing.
While dressing up in the mirror, Minglan asked Cuiwei to give three Buddhist scriptures to Gong Hongxiao, telling her not to come to pay her respects in the past few days, but to stay in the room and copy each Buddhist scripture a hundred times to prevent "lax discipline".
"Can I go to the master's outer study at will?" Cuiwei covered her face with frost and was ordered to lecture, "There are so many important things in there, it would be too much to beat that girl to death on the spot! Auntie should take care of it."
In the third section of the training course for the housewife, "How to maintain strict authority in front of concubines and servants," Old Mrs. Sheng said: Never show emotion or anger in front of them, be concise and concise when praising, and try not to speak out yourself when reprimanding.
Let the decent wife-in-law speak, just sit upright and make clear the rewards and punishments.
——Minglan summarized concisely and took down notes very learnedly.
When Qiuniang brought Sister Rong to pay her respects, Minglan saw that she was a little trembling, so she rewarded her with two new strings of red musk beads, and a high-quality palace fan newly given by the palace, made in the royal workshop.
Even though it was an ordinary thing, it was also extremely exquisite and precious. Qiuniang immediately broke into a smile and hurriedly bowed and thanked her repeatedly.
Sister Rong was still young, so she didn't pay much attention to these things. But when Danju led the two girls into the second room to set up breakfast, the aroma wafted up. She tilted her head and took a few more glances, and Minglan casually said to leave her to eat.
, who would have expected that she actually agreed in a low voice, and Qiuniang had to go back first.
Not only that, the little girl had a great appetite and ate up two bowls of mung bean and white fungus porridge, half a plate of crispy salted quail eggs, and another large piece of golden jujube cake. Minglan held the rice bowl and looked at it slightly stunned.
Our lady shouldn't be such a glutton for eating Haisai, but Minglan saw that she had a handful of bones but had not yet grown a few taels of meat, so she put it aside for the time being. I don't know how much effort Mrs. Sheng spent back then.
, I have made myself fat, round, and rosy. I think back then, the reserved and gentle old lady probably had to endure it again and again when she looked at her eating appearance.
After clearing the table, Minglan felt that Sister Rong had eaten too much after all, so she quizzed her on a few words, briefly demonstrated how to hold a pen, and then asked Xiaotao to take her for a walk in the garden before sending her back.
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Minglan looked at Sister Rong's back as she left, her eyes thoughtful - should we move Gong Hongxiao out of Kouxiang Garden?
I didn't sleep well all night, and I had to think about this problem, and my headache came again.
Minglan leaned on the Xiang Concubine's couch, which was paved with rongzhu mats. She read for a while facing the bright light by the window, trying to catch up on her sleep. Suddenly, she glanced around and caught a glimpse of the sewing basket beside her. She sighed and started reading.
She picked out an unfinished baby bellyband from inside. Although she was terribly lazy, since she knew that Ru Lan was pregnant, she had to do something interesting. It happened that Ru Lan was very familiar with her embroidery work, so she didn't even look for it.
It’s not easy for people to cheat and replace workers.
I haven't worked for a long time, and my fingers are quite rusty. It took me almost an hour to embroider the outline of a clump of green bamboos. I yawned while digging out the three colors of emerald green, lake green and dark green in the thread basket.
Here comes the silk thread.
At this time, a figure flashed by the window, and Gu Tingye opened the curtain himself and strode in.
Minglan was startled, thinking she was herself, so she hurried to see the clepsydra, but it had just passed the first hour.
"Why are you back so early today?" Minglan smiled and started to get up.
Gu Tingye quickly took a few steps forward and pushed Minglan back to the couch: "You didn't sleep well last night, so why don't you do some sewing? Thank you." Then he sat down by the couch and said, "I'll stop by to change.
Clothes, I have to go to the school grounds later."
Minglan was about to ask Xia Zhu to come in and change his clothes, but he stopped her again: "No hurry, just sit with me for a while."
Minglan had no choice but to sit on the couch, turning her head to one side and seeing the sun getting higher outside. The bright and bright light passed through the newly-pasted light crimson screens, flowing on the bright red court clothes and falling lightly on him.
Above, the handsome features were covered with a layer of gloom.
She was hesitating how to ask the question, but he spoke: "As soon as the morning falls this morning, I will enter the palace to meet the saint."
"...Oh." Minglan.
"I begged the emperor for mercy, saying that although they are guilty of their crimes, please forgive them."
Minglan lowered her head and asked herself why she wasn't surprised at all.
The room was silent, and the rest of the room was also quiet. Whenever the couple were together, the maids would quietly go out with a wink, leaving only a few in the ear room or water room outside to do their bidding.
"...It's not that I'm soft-hearted. It's not that I was persuaded by his three-inch beauty. They definitely don't deserve mercy! But, but..." Gu Tingye felt agitated and stood up abruptly. His tall and tall figure stood in front of him.
He walked around the room like a trapped animal, full of ferocity and eagerness to vent something.
Minglan rubbed her temples, her headache getting worse.
"But, but..." He has a strong and courageous nature. At this moment, he seems to be full of dissatisfaction, but he can't say it out. He can only punch the bright sandalwood table like a mirror with a pink petal water celadon tea cup on it.
Jumped a bit.
"I wish I could let them taste the feeling of displacement and unjust injustice!" In his burning eyes, there was resentment through gritted teeth. After a while, the ups and downs of his chest gradually subsided.
"...Just doing this," he slumped down and sat down next to Minglan, "it will be good...for the future."
Minglan somewhat understood his anger.
From his heart, he really wanted to die without saving anything, but after thinking over and over again last night, he weighed the pros and cons and finally suppressed his sexual desire. So, he was so resigned that he only hated God for being such a rogue. What he wanted and
What I don’t want is bundled sales.
He came back now, not to change clothes, but because he was feeling very depressed and wanted to find a place to talk.
In fact, Minglan also thought about it for several days. There were only three reasons why the Four Fangs and Five Fangs targeted Gu Tingye: First, they looked down on the salt merchant's son and felt that they had insulted their noble family; second, they had someone who was qualified to ridicule them.
First, they were worried about using the Bai family's money; thirdly, they were not living up to expectations and were afraid of losing face in front of the old marquis, so they needed someone to support them, and who could be a better target than Gu Tingye.
As soon as they got together, they became more and more contemptuous and hostile to Gu Tingye.
However, although these bastards are hateful, they do not have any profound conflicts of principle. The real bloody battle is within the chief himself.
"My fourth sister...you know." Minglan was silent for a long time, and then suddenly said, "She is the one who married into the Yongchang Hou Mansion."
Gu Tingye was slightly startled and nodded.
"She and I have not had any dealings since we were young." Minglan stretched out her hand to take his big hand, and the tentacles were cold. She said slowly, "She doesn't like me because I robbed her of her dignity in front of her grandmother.
She has lost her prestige in front of her husband and robbed her father of his care for his daughter; and I don’t like her either, she is...a bad-hearted person."
Gu Tingye turned his face sideways. Although he didn't know why Minglan said this, he listened quietly.
"Once, I spent half a month buying new shoes for my father to celebrate his birthday. She deliberately cut them into pieces on the pretext of looking at the pattern. I had to rush through the night and stay up for several nights to make a new pair."
Minglan narrated in a calm tone, lowering her head and rubbing Gu Tingye's big hand softly, "Since I was a child, she has plotted against me countless times. She said bad things about me in front of my father and provoked my wife.
I often have to work twice as hard to get things right..."
In order to be wary of Mo Lan, she never dared to send food to her father and brother. She was cautious every time.
"Why don't you give it back hard?"
Gu Tingye had a calm face and held Minglan's little hand with his backhand. His palm was warm and soft, and his heart ached slightly. He thought that her biological mother died early. Although she was protected by her grandmother, her biological father had no one to talk to, and there was only his aunt and aunt with a bad temper.
Sister, I have a scheming aunt and a concubine. I don’t know how I got here all these years.
"At first, I was incapable and couldn't think of a good way." Minglan raised her neck and recalled with a wry smile. This was the truth. "Later, when she got older, I also bullied her secretly a few times to vent my anger. Unfortunately,
Lose more and win less."
A smile appeared on the corner of Gu Tingye's cold mouth, he tapped her pretty nose and scolded: "You're useless." In his opinion, the fighting spirit between the little girls was just a matter of making a fuss.
"Once, she almost scratched my face with broken porcelain. That time, I was so angry that I thought that when she was unlucky in the future, I would definitely add insult to injury." Minglan bit her red lips lightly and smiled.
Rascal.
Gu Tingye's expression changed suddenly, and before he could speak, Minglan returned to calmness: "But now, I don't think so anymore."
She paused and said calmly: "As long as I live a better life than her, every time she sees me, she will feel terribly uncomfortable and will be unable to sleep all night long."
Based on her understanding of Mo Lan, seeing her beautiful scenery and seeing Ru Lan happy would be more uncomfortable than killing her. The fangs of jealousy and regret would bite her heart every night, torturing her tossing and turning.
Gu Tingye narrowed his eyes slightly. He was a smart man, so how could he not understand what Minglan meant.
The four-bedroom and five-bedroom family have been under the protection of the old marquis for many years. They have not known how to deal with the wind and rain outside. The grandchildren below have not seen any special prospects. The eldest brother, Gu Tingwei, is still a junior student until now.
Comparing Gu Tingye's current momentum, the foreseeable future will definitely wax and wane.
"You don't need to be angry, and there is no need to feel aggrieved. We will definitely live a better life than them." Minglan looked at Gu Tingye seriously, her tone was soft and firm, "As long as they look good on us, we will be angry at everything."
"Do you really think I did the right thing?" Gu Tingye whispered, with a confused expression, and there was a bit of hesitation in his eyes. He looked at Minglan eagerly, as if waiting for a guarantee, "Ignore the injustice of my late mother, just for myself...
?”
"You did the right thing. Moreover, my mother-in-law's grievance will not go away like this." Minglan nodded extremely firmly, "You can ask for a title for her, build a temple for her, and ask the respected elders to re-establish her.
Let the descendants of the Gu family know about Mrs. Bai's kindness to the Gu family. You must know that you have the final say in the future of the Gu family."
History is written by the winners, and the stories of many losers are buried in the dust of the past.
From now on, Gu Tingye can praise Bai Shi as brightly as he wants. To put it harshly, those bastards will definitely still have something to ask for from Gu Tingye. When the time comes, just let them form a group to kowtow in front of Bai Shi's soul and repent.
"well said."
Gu Tingye's eyes lit up, he lowered his head and thought for a while. The confusion on his face gradually faded away, and his lips regained their confidence. A calm smile slowly opened, "I will do it how I should sit. There is no need to go around for those who are not worthy of it."
Take another road."
Minglan knew that he had thought too much and praised him repeatedly, expressing her warm appreciation for his wise decision.
His eyes were as handsome as stars, his eyebrows were long and his eyes were slender. He stared at Minglan quietly and gently stroked her soft and soft cheeks.
Minglan blushed immediately and couldn't help but look out the window.
Unconsciously, he turned his handsome cheek to the side, smiling gracefully and picturesquely. He whispered: "You are so kind."
Minglan's face turned redder.
Immediately, Minglan suddenly unfolded her long sleeves, and before she realized it, Minglan was tightly held in his arms. Her nose smelled the familiar smell of a man, mixed with the faint scent of agarwood, and the cuffs wrapped with brown gold threads.
, like kudzu vine branches clinging to cicada wings and gauze.
Shen Ruojiegu's man's voice rang in his ears, and he whispered: "I want you, in this mansion, outside your boudoir, to do everything I have and to the best of my ability, and everything must be as you want.
, follow your heart."
Minglan's head was covered by the wide sleeves of her court robe, and she couldn't see anything. She secretly recited "You can't believe a man's sweet words" for eighteen times, but she couldn't restrain her heart from beating wildly.
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After he changed his clothes and left, Minglan was still lying on the soft couch. There was a pot of green and tender Junlan seedlings on the window sill. She looked at it slightly in trance.
He is so smart and sharp, and has rich experience. He can't understand what principles he wants, and he can't understand what interests are involved. However, no matter how full the truth is, it must first pass the hurdle in his heart.
After all, Gu Tingyu still has some abilities.
She was lost in thought, and slowly took out a piece of letter from her sleeve, which had fallen out of his clothes this morning.
"...It's my fault for not teaching my father...I am straightforward and sincere by nature, and my stubbornness today is all my fault...I don't know where I am, and I miss you so much...Brother Wanwang will take care of me, so that I won't be trapped in the cold and warmth...
…I offer my thanks and supplications…”
The paper is slightly yellow and extremely fragile, as if it has been crumpled repeatedly and then unfolded and flattened. The ink characters on it have a few round wrinkled water stains, drop by drop, smearing the old and trembling ink.
handwriting.
She suddenly felt a slight pain in her heart, a dull pain.
In fact, he is very, very good.
The author has something to say: I know everyone is so angry that I don’t even dare to read it online.
I seem to be suffering from obsessive-compulsive disorder recently. I am not satisfied with whatever I write, so I revise it over and over again.
I can understand everyone's anger, but I can't write quickly.
The outline has been written long ago, but when it comes to writing, there are always problems of one kind or another.
Is it better to have a flashback, a narration, a dialogue, or a straightforward narration? The more I think about it, the more annoying it gets.
In the past, it was so easy to look at other people's pitfalls, but it was so difficult to open your own pitfalls. In frustration——
1. Did Gu Tingye really benefit from the reputation of Marquis Ningyuan?
Yes. Maybe you don’t want to hear this. I thought everyone could figure it out.
My eldest cousin is a military fan. When I was writing about Gu Tingye who stood out from the accident and made great achievements, I asked my eldest cousin this question: Can a person who has only been a junior officer in the army for a few years command a military force?
An army that was basically a stranger suddenly made a meritorious service?
The eldest cousin said that if this person has a background and talent, then it will be fine.
Have you ever watched the American TV series "Band of Brothers"?
The original commander of E Company was Brother Sobel. He single-handedly trained E Company. However, because of his extremely poor on-site command ability, the soldiers of E Company would rather violate military law and jointly drive him away, demanding that he be removed.
The capable Winters comes to lead.
My eldest cousin explained this reason to me in detail back then.
Soldiers want two things, one is to save their lives, and the other is to get promoted and make a fortune.
Especially in ancient times, when a leader dropped from other positions, everyone just accepted it, but the position of a general, especially a general who was about to go out to fight, was extraordinary.
At the beginning, the new emperor wanted to seize military power, but he had no direct lineage in the army (he had just come from the border area), and trouble was about to break out, so he dismissed several generals at one go.
I would like to ask why those generals obey someone they have never met.
Who knows if this guy is leading them to death.
In this situation, Gu Tingye has an inherent advantage. He is a general, and his family has been leading soldiers for several generations. Moreover, his father has been in the army for a long time and has built a lot of achievements.
Even if Gu Tingye didn't meet an old acquaintance to take care of his achievements, some people would have heard about their Gu family.
If you were an army soldier or a general, and you didn't know either of the airborne boss and Gu Tingye, who would you trust more?
Leading troops to fight is a matter of time and opportunity. Because Gu Tingye organized the army early and was able to command it as he wished, he achieved his later achievements.
So I said that the Gu family accounted for about five or ten percent of Gu Tingye's success.
It's like we're interviewing for a job. There are two people with similar talents, but one of the interviewees is an old friend of the father. Who will he choose? Needless to say.
Of course, Gu Tingye's own talents are also very important, otherwise it would not be possible to rely solely on Zu Yin. But who taught him his martial arts, military skills, and troop formations so hard?
Coupled with the ancient ethics of fathers, monarchs and ministers, it is difficult for fathers to have an overnight feud. This is the reason.
2. What kind of girl is Da Qin?
A certain period of time, when I read romance novels, I would always see this type of women. They are beautiful, weak, and sad, and can inspire a man's love to the greatest extent.
They are not dodder flowers, they are really weak and useless.
They need a lot of care and a lot of consideration to survive; if they are ignored or treated slowly, they will be sad to death. Yin Caiqin in Qiong Yao's works has this meaning.
All I can say is that a man who falls in love with this kind of woman will have bad luck for eight generations.
3. How was the Gu family doing?
The Gu family was already doing well, if there hadn't been any misfortune that happened that day.
The reason why such a big family owes such a huge debt is actually not because of excessive extravagance, but because of "taking over".
For example, the Cao family suffered a lot of losses because they had too many chariots to take over from Kangxi, and the Jia Baoyu family suffered a lot because they had to take over Yuanchun's chariots.
Originally, the basic balance was maintained, and even if there was a deficit, it would be a small deficit. In this case, it would be a debt to Dafa.
Due to various reasons, ancient clans, royal families, powerful nobles often owed money to the state treasury. Usually, as long as they were not in a hurry, they would not force people to pay back the money, and they could pay back the money slowly (give a good job).
Therefore, the Gu family was doing well, but they were unlucky twice.
As for the fourth and fifth bedrooms, they didn't want to kill Gu Tingye at first (there was no major benefit), they just looked down on him and wanted him to take the blame. However, in the quarrels and scoldings again and again, the resentment became deeper and deeper.
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4. What kind of father is Mr. Gu?
In the past two days, everyone has been filled with indignation against Mr. Hou. In fact, I want to say that there is a world of difference between the ancient and modern concepts of parents.
In modern times, after you gave birth to me, you have the obligation to raise me. Failure to do so would be a crime of abandonment.
In ancient times, you gave birth to me and raised me, which is an extremely huge kindness. You can buy, sell, and beat me (in ancient times, those who sold their sons and daughters would always beat them to death).
In modern times, if my parents treat me badly, I can hold grudges, break away from my father's relationship, and send some alimony.
In ancient times, all parents in the world were parents. If you made yourself unhappy, you could always sue you for being disobedient. Then, it would be difficult for a son who was accused of such a crime to get along in the officialdom.
In the end, the old Marquis did indeed love Da Qin with all his heart, very, very much, and people's hearts are biased. Therefore, if he felt guilty, he would first feel guilty towards Da Qin's mother, and then feel guilty towards Bai's mother.
It's that simple.
What's more, Gu Tingyu's direct descendant status was originally higher than Gu Tingye's direct descendant status.
With both reason and emotion, it would be strange if the old Marquis favored the inferior rather than helping the superior.