marry a weak waist

Dong Mo came to Meng's house and asked Meng Yu about his relationship with Meng Yu. This caused quite a storm among the servants of Meng's family. Everyone discussed in private how Dong Mo disregarded etiquette and how Meng Yuan made trouble. Slutty.

In fact, everyone saw Mengyuan's mother and daughter's three forward behaviors, but these things were not made explicit, and they could still hide their hearts.Once it is revealed, it means that a clear tumor has been punctured, and the pus will flow out, and everyone will find out the difference from the past, discuss it lively, and everyone will have a kind of vengeful secret happiness.

Mengyu's side is still isolated from the outside world, not to mention the excitement, not even the slightest human voice can be heard.Autumn is thick, there are no traces of decaying cicadas, no traces of moaning gnats, no movement at all, Meng Tiao seems to be deaf, no matter how day and night his ears are erected to catch the sound, only the wind is whimpering softly.

At night, she suspected that it was not the wind, but her own crying, wandering around the room like a ghost.Even though she was so afraid, she insisted on not lighting the lamp.Holding the piece of broken mirror in the shallow moonlight, numbly cutting the iron-wood railings, "Wu Chi Wu Chi", staring blankly at the hazy courtyard.

The porch may not have been lit for a long time, and a series of white silk lanterns are lit with moonlight, a little bit of faint white, burning blue flames, floating ghostly.

Meng Tiao has always been unafraid of ghosts and gods, so now he can't help hugging his limbs and shrinking his bones. Through the railing, his eyeballs seem to be held up by silk threads, turning here and there, showing signs of being suspicious.

Faintly hearing light footsteps, she pressed her ears to the railing suddenly, and the footsteps gradually approached. She was afraid, happy, crying, and laughing at the same time.

Sure enough, someone came outside the court, it was Yinlian, she took a photo on the door with a lantern, looked around furtively, inserted the key stolen from Dameng Yu into the keyhole, opened the door, and hurriedly lifted her skirt to slip in. into court.But seeing the wind blowing the sycamore trees, the ground was full of dead leaves, and there was a crackling sound when stepped on.

Tried the key of the main room twice, and finally opened it. After closing the door and turning around, Yinlian yelled "ah", thinking that she had run into a ghost.

When the lantern was illuminated, it was not a ghost, but it was indeed Mengyuan standing under the screen, with disheveled hair, wearing a nightgown, pale face, empty eyes, full of silvery tears, and a twitch at the corner of his mouth. It twitched upward all at once, half-smiling and not-smiling.

Yinlian called out suspiciously: "Madam?"

I don't want Mengyu to rush forward and grab her arms, with joy in her eyes, she murmured, "You're here? Let me out! Let me out quickly..."

Yinlian sized her up several times before helping her onto the couch, where did she find a lamp to light it up, "Ma'am, why did you look like this?"

To this question, Meng Yao came back to his senses in a trance, hurriedly turned his eyes away, straightened his hair at a loss, and turned his face back, "Are you here to let me go?"

Yinlian was left speechless with questions, and she didn't know what she was going to do, but when she heard the servants talking about Dong Mo these two days, she suddenly remembered the dream.But Mengyu became a taboo of Meng Yu at this time. He kept a gloomy face all day long and kept silent, and Yinlian didn't dare to tell him that he wanted to visit him. She had to touch him while he was drunk and fell asleep tonight. Why did you steal the key on your body and come into this house.

When I got here, I saw Mengyu's nagging look, and I felt confused, a little regretful, a little melancholy, all of which turned into a sigh, "Madam, can't you be soft? Why bother with the master?" What? You are the one who suffers."

Meng Tiao's eyes were a little dazed, but he couldn't remember why he was locked up here.I just remember being locked up, unable to hear or see, as if I had been dead for thousands of years.

"I heard that the politician surnamed Dong came to my house two days ago to ask about your situation. My wife and him..."

At this mention, Mengtiao suddenly remembered that it was because Dong Mo was imprisoned here.She smiled suddenly, tears rolled down, and grabbed Yinlian's hand, "What about others? Does he know that I'm locked up here?"

"Sent away by the master." There was a click outside the window, which startled Yinlian, she quickly turned her head to look, and when she saw no one, she turned back again, "I don't know how the master coped, I also heard the servants talk about it." Only then did I know."

Meng Yao's chaotic mind gradually became clear, and he tightly gripped Yin Lian's wrist and begged, "Can you let me out? Just take advantage of this moment!"

let her go?Yinlian really didn't think about this, but she always wanted to visit her because she felt a little uneasy about her conscience.

She glanced at the dark night, showing some embarrassment, "There are guards at the corner door of the main entrance outside, even if you know how to leave now, you won't be able to get out."

He said, feeling a little sorry in his heart, and thought for a while with his eyes down, "That's all right, I'll go tell that Mr. Dong and ask him to think of a way. Where does he live? You tell me the address of his house, he If he is sincere for your own good, he can always figure out a way to do it, if he is not sincere, this trial will prove it, and the wife will not have to make such a fuss with the master because of him in the future."

Mengyu hurriedly raised his hand to wipe away his tears, told her the address of Qingyuyuan, and pulled her to tell her again and again, "You must go tomorrow, you must go! He will find a way to lead me out after he finds out!"

"Ai Ai." Yin Lian nodded in agreement, and stood up holding the lantern, "Then I'm going, I came here secretly, after a while the master wakes up and sees that I'm not there, I'm afraid he will become suspicious. Madam, please take care."

Meng Yu sent her to the door, watched her walk away quickly.I don't know if it was because of a few words with others or because of hope, she felt her mind cleared up again, and all the troubles and sorrows came back in an instant.

These worrying thoughts are like treasures at this moment, and they are held in her empty and chaotic mind again. She hugs her tightly and curls up on the couch laughing and crying. Fortunately, she is not crazy.

But Yinlian came back to the room on tiptoe, thinking that Meng Yu was still asleep, and didn't want to see a shadow heavily embedded in the bed, so frightened that the lantern in her hand flicked twice and went out.

A candle was lit again in the darkness, and Meng Yu held it up, shining it over her face, and inserted it into the high pole next to the bed, "It's midnight, where have you been?"

Yinlian flustered for a while, she unconsciously lowered her face to meet his dark pupils.Her heart had been clearly and clearly given to him, so she couldn't panic in front of him.She only shrank her toes into her skirt, "I went to see my wife, and she seemed a little bit bad."

Meng Yu turned her eyes abruptly, "Is she sick?"

Yin Lian shook her head slowly, "It's not that I'm sick, it's just that I'm not in good spirits."

There is a girl delivering meals every day, if Meng Tiao is sick, Meng Yu can't help but know.As for her spirit, it was within his expectation.No matter how lonely and indifferent a person is in the crowd, it is unbearable to really isolate him from others. People only care about their mouths, and Meng Tiao is just a mouthful.

He smiled, with a bit of resolute sadness, "It will be all right after a while, how can a person be reborn if he doesn't realize it in solitude?" He slowly turned and sat back on the bed, wearing royal blue pajamas, "Ma'am What did you say?"

"No, I didn't say anything."

"I didn't say anything..." Meng Yu took her hand and sat beside her, sighing with a smile, "It's so hard to talk to her in person, wouldn't she ask you for something? She is my first wife, and you are mine." Concubine, what will you two say, I will not guess?"

Yin Lian was next to him, glanced sideways at him a few times, grabbed his wrist and frowned and said: "Let the wife out, if you lock him up like this, sooner or later you'll drive him crazy!"

Meng Yu shook her hand instead, and smiled dejectedly, "It's not that easy. You don't know, your wife is the most resolute woman I've ever seen. Her determination, if a man becomes an official, must be It is better than those adults who are full of benevolence and morality today."

He naturally guessed that Mengyu must have asked her to communicate with Dong Mo, but he didn't reveal it. He just stood up and picked up the candle with a silver stick, "Do you think I'm torturing her? I also thought about letting her go. But I really can't bear it. I have been married to her for several years, and she is the flesh that has grown in my heart. If I want to gouge it out, I'm afraid it will be difficult for me."

As he spoke, he squinted his eyes and looked at Yinlian, "If I die, she will be free."

Although the smile was frivolous and the words were like a joke, there was a bit of hopeless seriousness in his eyes.Like a person addicted to food, knowing that it is not good in his heart, but addicted to it, he is also very disgusted with himself.

Yinlian's heart trembled, but she had nothing to say.She went to sleep on the bed, suffering from the torture of conscience on the pillow, rocking from side to side.

On the second day, he was still unable to sit or move. On the one hand, he wanted to tell Dong Mo, but on the other hand, he was worried that Meng Yu would not be able to live without Meng Yu.After all, Yinlian witnessed Meng Yu's feelings at a glance, and she was the only one who clearly understood his feelings.Because of understanding, she consciously bears a responsibility to support him.

Delays come and go, she didn't go to Qingyu Garden, but she heard the news that Dong Mo was coming home again.

It turned out that when Meng's family came back from there, Dong Mo became seriously ill and couldn't bear it anymore. He asked a doctor to decoct medicine and suffered in bed for two days.

That day was better, so I got up and approved some official documents, and sent the man Xiechun to the yamen to sit behind the desk for an hour.He was not happy after sitting for a long time, so he got up and walked around again.

Walking to the window, the wind is thin and the window is cold, and the rain is spotty, where the sound of the jade flute blows to the dream soul.Unknowingly, it caused heartbreak again, and I thought of my dream.She is always like the wind, attacking his sick body everywhere.

Probably because of the improvement in the illness in the past two days, when thinking of her, he is not as discouraged as he was in the past two days, and there is still a faint burning heart that cannot be extinguished, and he seems to be unstoppable.

Dong Mo pondered for a while in front of the window, and called Xie Chun to change his clothes, saying that he still wanted to go to Meng's house to ask.Without saying a word, Xie Chun changed into a crow-green Taoist robe, tied up the Confucian scarf, and ordered the cart to be harnessed.

Walking to the Meng Mansion from this side, the housekeeper replied that Meng Yu was not at home, and Dong Mo only said that he was entrusted by Liu Chaoru to visit Mrs. Liu.The housekeeper sneered twice, not daring to offend, so he had to report to Mei Qing.

The time Mei Qing was beaten by Meng Tiao, her forehead injury happened to be completely intact, but there was still resentment in her heart.Just about to think of a way to get angry, when he heard Dong Mo coming, he thought it was a good time, so he hurriedly invited people to the hall, put on makeup and powder, and greeted him gracefully.

This room welcomed Dong Mo to the chair, looked him over, and smiled politely, "Shuwang is the most ignorant of the world, and if he goes to Nanjing, he will trouble the family several times. If you have anything to say, just write home." Why do you keep entrusting your lord to pass on the message? When he comes back, let me tell him some truths!"

Unexpectedly, Dong Mo cupped his hands on the chair and said bluntly, "Brother Shuwang didn't entrust me this time, but I have something to ask my sister-in-law. I don't want to take the liberty of visiting, so I have to use Shuwang's name to pay a visit. I hope you forgive me for being so abrupt. "

It would be better to go straight to the point. Mei Qing was more happy to waste her words, and gradually smiled and put on a regretful and virtuous face, "I have heard from my sister about the matter between my lord and my sister. My lord must be asking my sister about it." Circumstances?"

On the other end, Mei Qing sighed, and folded her hands elegantly on her skirt, "I think my lord is doing politics as the chief secretary, and he has read poetry and books, so he naturally understands the etiquette, so we don't need to talk about it. Just say a few heartfelt words. My sister is good in every way, but she has a somewhat indecisive temperament. Since she married her brother-in-law, there is food and drink at home, no in-laws above, no sisters-in-law below, her days Live leisurely like a fairy."

As she spoke, she sighed again, "But women are always full of heart. After a long time, such a leisurely life becomes boring. Besides, my brother-in-law is busy outside, and the two of them have no children under their knees. In this free time, they will be free to do things. gone?"

She looked at Dong Mo with sideways eyes, and smiled tolerantly and understandingly, "It's very common for men and women to eat and drink. I'm also a married woman, and I understand her too. One is my sister, the other is brother-in-law, Your Master Dong is also a good friend of Shuwang, I will not help anyone, I will speak in the middle. It is very easy for a man to seduce a woman, as long as he treats her well. But if he wants to marry a married man It is a fantasy for a woman to talk about marriage. If a woman divorces her wife and remarries, how many spittles are waiting to drown her? Just this point, my sister also has to seriously think about it."

That clever mouth was put on the skillful hand that was holding the handkerchief, pointing back and forth, "Besides, she and her brother-in-law can't live without it, not to mention that brother-in-law treats her, even if brother-in-law treats our natal families Too good to say nothing. How can you tell my sister to get rid of her brother-in-law and you?"

Finally, he pointed softly at Dong Mo and poked his heart, "Think about it carefully, is this the truth? My lord wants to ask the truth, and I understand. But there are some things, there is no 'fact' to ask. You insist Ask, I have to say, no matter how hard she is, she still has her brains, which is more important, but anyone with a clear mind can figure it out. If you really want her, please be considerate of her, don't blame her. She just thinks you are just dreaming."

This remark was more reasonable than Meng Yu's, and Dong Mo persuaded Dong Mo with a bitter smile, "She went to Suzhou, when will she come back?"

"I'll be back soon. My brother-in-law asked someone to send a message. If the couple make peace, they will naturally come back."

Dong Mo originally wanted to bless Meng Tiao's confidence that "love is a last resort", but Mei Qing's words refuted the remaining belief.From a woman's standpoint, she explained a woman's difficulties.

No matter how inconsiderate he is, he is using a little bit of emotion to force Meng Yuan to submit.

He wanted to say something, but moved the corners of his mouth, but in the end he had nothing to say, so he stood up dejectedly and cupped his hands, "Excuse me."

Mei Qing grabbed her skirt and got up, and sent him out the door.Seeing such a desolate and desolate back of a man, especially a man who dominates the officialdom, she suddenly felt extremely refreshed.It was as if all the power that those officials put on her in the past had been pushed back by her.

And this man was almost able to sleep and fly with Mengyuan. When she thought of Liu Chaoru, she couldn't watch her unsatisfactory dream come true in someone else's body.

Thinking of this, Mei Qing's heart was full of joy, and the joy of getting revenge doubled immediately.She stood holding on to the door frame for a while, and the corner of her skirt, which was so bright and lively, slid gently into the door like a desolate sneer in the crowd.

But another piece of Ai Lu's skirt shuttles in the dense shade of flowing gold.Afraid that Dong Mo was about to go to the door, Yinlian ran so fast that she could even hear her own heart beating like a drum beating.

She was out of breath and had to slow down a little.This slow, those chaotic thoughts will catch up.Do you really want to tell Dong Mo?Tell him, and he will take Meng Tiao away, wouldn't Meng Yu's face be dull?

But it's just a few words of ridicule, she will be with him, it doesn't matter.Thinking so, Yinlian took another two steps faster.

But I heard that this Dong Mo has some power in the officialdom, so tell him, if he got angry and attacked Meng Yu, wouldn't he hurt Meng Yu?With this second thought, he slowed down again.

Between repetitions, Yinlian rushed to the door, just as she saw Dong Mo climbing up the stone steps at the front of the door.She wanted to open her mouth to shout, but she suddenly thought of Meng Yu's hopeless and calm eyes, his calm and crazy expression.

Only then did she realize that she loves him so much, treats him like a doting mother, and knows that he is not good, but she is not willing to see him suffer, so she can only pamper him with all her conscience.

Her apprehensive heart gradually calmed down, and she quietly watched Dong Mo cross the door to get married, and left in despair.

Since then, Yinlian never visited Mengtiao again.The glimmer of hope that revived in the dream slowly withered in the indistinguishable waiting of the day.

After going on and on for half a month, Meng Yu waited for Chu Pei's letter. It is said that his and Dong Mo's memorials were presented to the emperor almost at the same time. If it is true, another person will be sent to investigate the salt tax case.Meng Yu understood in her heart that this was another kind of balance, both for Chu Pei and for Taifu Dong.

After making some plans, he took advantage of the night to come to Mengtiao's room.The courtyard is already full of fallen leaves, and the house is full of hustle and bustle. I wipe my fingers on the couch, and see the dead ashes on my hands under the moonlight.

Meng Tiao huddled on the couch in the bedroom, still cutting the iron wood under the window, scratching and pulling with his hands, and staring blankly at the moon.Meng Yu followed her eyes and looked up to the sky. It was a thin moon, like a gash made by someone with a golden hairpin, gushing cold white blood.

He watched it for a while, then sat in front of Meng Yuan and called her, "Meng'er."

Meng Yao turned his face away slowly, as if he couldn't speak, he opened his mouth and remained silent for a long time.Meng Yu caressed her face tenderly, her face was also like a round moon, white and covered with dust like a cloud, he wiped it with his fingertips.

Then she raised her hand again, which was full of cracks cut by broken lenses, thin, new and old, uneven, but fortunately not deep.He was very distressed, but he also felt that some love needs to endure pain and suffering.

He touched her handkerchief and wiped her palm, "Why don't you light the lamp?"

It took Meng Tiao a long while to find her throat, and her voice was a low-pitched cry, "Let me out..."

"Okay." Meng Yu also burst into tears, but his voice was still cold and hard, even though he squinted his gentle eyes and looked at her tenderly, "Have you figured it out? Would you like to testify against Dong Mo?"

Meng Tiao nodded instinctively, she would agree to anything that would ask her.People have been trapped for a long time, and freedom has become the only hope, and love, hatred, anger and ignorance have to be backed aside.

She nodded her chin and shed a lot of tears, and she couldn't remember what she was promising.She just wants to talk to people, wants a little warmth, in this long, dark silence that feels like years.

So he eagerly clung to Meng Yu's neck, put his head on his shoulder, hugged him tightly, and still nodded.

Meng Yu was smiling behind her back, stroking her back with her palms, like rewarding a cat he had just tamed, "The emperor's decree will come in a few days, and I only order Jia to participate in politics in consideration of the dignity of the courtiers." Ask in private. Don't worry, it won't spread, and your reputation won't be damaged. Or tell me what evidence you can provide, and I'll go back to him, and you should rest at home."

Meng Tiao kept nodding his head, and said slowly and dullly, "He has a scar on his chest."

After saying these words, her hazy mind froze for a moment, as if the whole world was shattered, and fear splashed in the emptiness.She pressed against Meng Yu's body fiercely, wishing she could hide her own bones in his body.

That ray of moonlight fell into the window, and the ground was full of deformed and heavy blue shadows, the shadows of the bed, the table, the table, the stools and chairs, and the shadows of them embracing each other.

Meng Yu also wrapped one arm around her tightly, raised the other arm, wiped away the tears on his face, and smiled woodenly behind her back, "Look, I don't see how much you love him."

The next day, Meng Tiao was awakened by a burst of noise, rumbling, rumbling... The whole world ran past her ears.She slowly got up from the pillow, listened dully, and closed her eyes greedily.This voice is indeed true, full of people's laughter and laughter, in the long-lost skylight.

Going outside the corridor and looking, it turned out that a few servants were dismantling the two wooden doors on the cave door, and the iron and wood railings on the windows were also dismantled at some point.In the courtyard, the warblers are chatting sweetly, the trees are full of shade, the sun is shining, the cool wind is blowing, and the cold and warm are unpredictable and confusing.

Several maids and women greeted the blessings in the court with smiles, all of them flattering their faces, as if they were afraid that Meng Yuan would keep an old account, and their hospitality was even better than before, "Madam, what do you think is not good?"

"My wife will go into the house to sleep again. It's cold, so carefully blow out the sickness through the wind."

"Does my wife want to eat anything? I'll ask the kitchen to make it!"

Meng Tiaoshi actually loved these noisy voices very much, and slowly passed those croaking mouths.Bright sunshine fell on her face, and in the bright sunshine, there was a fragmented smile.

After waiting for everyone to finish greetings, she stood under the corridor to look at them, and said softly, "What day is it today?"

A woman rushed to answer: "Fifteenth, October fifteenth!"

Unexpectedly, only two months have passed, and she thought that the world has been a thousand years.The little love she stubbornly insisted on was shattered in two months unexpectedly.However, in the past two months, I have not even been beaten or scolded, nor have I been cold or hungry.

Even she herself felt incredible.Therefore, even she herself no longer thinks highly of herself.

Seeing her turn around, a girl rushed to grab her skirt to help her, "Madam is going to sleep again? The wife will fall asleep first, and Caiyi will come over to serve after a while."

Meng Tiao brushed her hand away, and her thin back was inserted into the door, swimming in towards the hidden place of light.

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