Chapter 147 Sima Jiang
"Green is leisurely and quiet, red is shallow and deep." (Note 1)
Jiang Changtian, wearing a red robe, became Sima Jiang.
Sima of Jingzhou.
A rank of about the fifth grade.
At first, Sima literally meant the person in charge of horses.
Almost the same as Bi Ma Wen.
Later, Sima evolved to be in charge of military supplies.
Of course, the court only gave an official title when recruited, and it was impossible to really give soldiers and food.
County Magistrate Huang was delighted. Lord Jiang was promoted. Could he be the county magistrate again?
But when he looked up, he saw that Eunuch Duan, who he had served carefully for the past two days and was short of washing his feet himself, was bending his old waist and chatting with Sima Jiang with a smile.
His attitude was so respectful and flattering. Didn't he say that his waist hurt and he couldn't bend?
"Sima Jiang is really young and promising." The young Eunuch Duan smiled sincerely and praised the young Jiang Changtian.
He thought to himself, this is the person that Yan Daban said he would take care of. Yan Daban didn't let anyone tell anyone about it, because he was worried that his status as a eunuch would affect other people's progress.
This Sima Jiang is indeed Yan Daban's friend. In this remote corner, he has developed very well.
And with this face, to put it bluntly, if he entered the palace, Yan Daban might have nothing to do with him.
A man can actually be described as extremely beautiful.
And there is a slight sense of familiarity, and an inexplicable nobleness.
When he stood, he looked more like a prince than the prince Han sitting on the high platform.
When Yin Gu saw the young Eunuch Duan, she felt a little nostalgic. This was a newcomer in the palace, and he was still very fresh.
But a father-in-law of this age should not have met the eldest princess.
It is even more impossible for him to have met the master of Jingjue.
Seeing the brilliant face of Prince Han on the podium, Aunt Yin thought that what should come would come.
Jiang Mianmian watched the excitement in her aunt's arms.
Hearing others calling dad Jiang Sima, she felt that this name was quite nice and quite impressive.
Dad got promoted again.
Rebelling against the court and getting promoted to a higher position in the court.
It's really... great.
Prince Han's body stopped shaking, but his hands still couldn't help shaking slightly, as if they were shaking against his brain's command.
His pupils returned to normal, and his hands seemed to have grown out of nowhere, with nowhere to put them.
He used to complain that the princess mother was too cold and ruthless to him. Could it be that he was not born by his mother?
But his father comforted him by saying that it was his mother's disfigurement, she was in a bad mood and didn't want to see anyone, and it was not directed at him, his mother didn't even see his father. He could only remember
the number of times he had seen his mother. And when he saw his mother, she always covered her face, but she was his mother after all, how could he not remember what his mother looked like. The Jiang Er in front of him actually looked very much like his mother. He suddenly remembered that when he was very young, he suddenly heard a servant gossiping about his mother in the mansion one day. The man said that the princess was beautiful, affectionate, and had friends all over the world. He was very angry and told his father, and never saw the servant again. But now, when he saw a face that looked so much like his mother, he thought of what happened when he went to the Jiang family before. Prince Han suddenly thought of an absurd possibility, could this Jiang Er be the son of the princess's mother and the former prince's tutor Jiang Bai. The Grand Tutor took Jiang Er home under the pretext that he was the son of a clan member, so Madam Jiang thought that Jiang Er was the son of a concubine. She hated him deeply and was resentful. After years of grudges, she finally accused Jiang Er of being unfilial and unbrotherly. However, he thought again, no, I seem to be about the same age as Jiang Er, can my mother still give birth to two children at the same time? If Jiang Er is the son of the princess, then who am I? And I don’t look like my mother. My father always said that I look like my father, will I look like my father? Prince Han didn’t expect that he thought that the trip he was going out for fun would turn into a journey to find out his life experience. After being a prince comfortably for decades, who would want to solve the mystery of his life experience. So his hands kept shaking, but he didn’t say anything. As usual, he smiled a little nonchalantly. He didn’t even dare to look at Jiang Er for too long. He tried hard to divert his attention. As a result, he saw the heroic woman in red next to Jiang Er. Both of them were wearing red. Jiang Er's appearance would overshadow anyone else. The woman in red had long legs and a thin waist, a bright smile, and was bright and generous. Standing next to Jiang Er, she was not inferior at all, but had a kind of beauty that was well matched. Jiang Er's beauty was a little gloomy and sharp, but the woman was comfortable and gentle, very tolerant. Looking at them standing together, he felt that Jiang Er was the one being taken care of. Prince Han did not dare to look at Jiang Er, but accidentally stared at the woman next to Jiang Er. How could there be such a woman? In terms of appearance, she is not as delicate as many young ladies, nor is she the type with thin eyebrows and eyes. Her face is a little round, and her stature is a little too tall, but she is full of security. He felt that she was gentle, pretty, and reassuring. Especially the way she looked at Jiang Er, she looked even more beautiful and gentle, and her deep affection could be seen. Her eyes were very proud, full of passion, and she was extremely radiant. Even a handsome man like Jiang Er could not overshadow her charm. Instead, it highlighted her unique beauty. For a moment, Prince Han felt that the women he had met before were all mediocre, and the woman in front of him was truly stunning. She had everything he liked. It seemed that he had been looking for such a proud and generous woman to accompany him until old age. Prince Han looked at the woman infatuatedly, as if he was possessed.
The crowd watching the lively
scene of Jiang Sima and his wife were envious and jealous. Especially the women, they always felt that if it was themselves standing next to Jiang Sima, they would definitely be just as bright and beautiful.
Jiang Sima was so gentle, and every move he made towards his wife was one of careful care.
Jiang Wan saw Meng Shaoxia actually walked up to Jiang Yu and talked to her without avoiding suspicion. The two seemed very familiar with each other. Jiang Yu didn't know what to say, but she even patted Meng Shaoxia on the chest with her hand, looking very frivolous. Jiang
Wan's heart was in turmoil, she always felt that something that belonged to her was taken away, and it was taken away by someone she looked down upon.
Wu looked at the pair of perfect couples holding hands in public, and thought that Jiang Er must like his wife very much. His eyes were sincere, and there was light in his eyes when he looked at his wife.
She never thought that one day she would envy a country girl whom she looked down upon.
In this world, the glory of women comes from men.
A husband’s honor brings glory to his wife.
She once believed that her husband was just unlucky and would return with glory one day.
But now, it seems increasingly slim.
She couldn’t help but look at Prince Han on the high platform, with an arrogant and upright appearance.
…
That night.
Going to bed.
Wu dismissed a wet nurse. There were originally two, but one of them didn’t work well after arriving at the other courtyard and made all kinds of trouble.
Wu didn’t dare to have such a person, so she naturally dismissed her.
With only one wet nurse left, she slept a little unsteadily. She
suddenly woke up in the middle of the night, thinking of going to see the child, but when she opened her eyes, she saw her husband sitting in front of her with a sinister look, which scared her.
"Brother Sheng?" Wu saw that his eyes were not right, so she called out carefully.
But she saw that he suddenly stretched out his hands to pinch her neck, and asked viciously while pinching: "Did you sneak out today? Did you go to see Sima Jiang or Prince Han?"
Wu was choked to the point of being unable to breathe, and struggled desperately.
Finally, she touched a jade pendant and smashed it hard, and only then did Jiang Huaisheng wake up.
Jiang Huaisheng touched his head and was shocked when he saw the scratches on his wife's neck.
He couldn't believe that he did it.
He said anxiously: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, Jing'er, I didn't mean to hurt you. I was dreaming and I don't know how I got up."
Wu was so scared that she curled up in the corner of the bed and trembled.
She was so terrified.
She didn't expect that her husband who shared the same bed with her would strangle her to death, and he was just dreaming?
"Husband, let's get a divorce." Wu had never thought of getting a divorce after leaving her hometown and wandering all the way.
When Jiang Huaisheng heard what Jing'er said, he felt a huge fear spreading. He was betrayed again.
He knelt down to Jing'er on the spot: "Didn't you say that we would never leave each other, and would be together until we were old and grown old, for the rest of our lives? Why did you leave me? Now everyone says that I am the unfilial son who killed my mother, but I did it for you. Jing'er, do you think I am not good-looking or that I have scars on my face? You can look at my left cheek, but you don't have to look at my right cheek."
Wu cried even more fearfully, no, no.
But Jiang Huaisheng didn't listen to her explanation at all, and kept talking and talking.
...
That night.
The promoted Sima Jiang still had to bring his wife foot washing water at home.
Qin Luoxia was a little shy, but thinking of her aunt's teachings, she sat calmly and watched her husband rub her feet carefully.
She had big feet and no toes, but her feet were beautiful, the arch of her foot was very comfortable to hold in her hands, and her calves were very well-proportioned, with a muscular bodybuilding feel.
Qin Luoxia knew that her husband was in a good mood because he washed her feet very seriously and rubbed them very seriously.
The couple's interest spread.
Jiang Mianmian was lying on the bed. She had grown up and was no longer a little kid of a few months old. She could no longer bend her feet into her mouth and chew them.
But sometimes she still kept the habit of lying on the bed and bending her feet.
After her aunt washed up, she opened the curtain and came in to see the little guy bending his feet for fun.
Aunt Yin brought a hand towel and wiped her hands to prevent her from sucking her fingers again.
Jiang Mianmian saw her aunt, got up and wanted to be held.
She liked her aunt's embrace. Although Aunt Yin was also old, she was different from other old ladies. Her aunt didn't apply hair oil, and her hair was always washed very clean. Her
body was also very clean and dry, without any strange smell.
It was quite comfortable to sleep next to her.
Her aunt would coax her to sleep, pat her, and fan her when it was hot. Now the coquettish Jiang Mianmian couldn't fall asleep without someone to coax her.
She lay there, feeling the sound of her Auntie-brand electric fan, which was still in silent mode at night. She curiously asked her Auntie, "Auntie, you said that my father got promoted. Do we have to move to the capital city?"
Auntie Yin shook her head and said, "I don't understand. It depends on your father's decision."
A couple also lay there. Qin Luoxia also asked her husband the same question, "Husband, you got promoted. Do we have to move to the capital city? If we go to the capital city, the pheasants we raise will be gone." Ah Ma, what should I do? Is there such a large forest in the city? "
Jiang Changtian smiled and said, "There should be no forest in the city. If Sister Xia doesn't like it, we can still live here. This is our home. At most, we can occupy more space and more forest."
Qin Luoxia had her own plans. There were so many women shouting her husband's name in this small county, and many of them were dressed up and met her husband by chance.
Those people were too low-level, and they came to make trouble with little clothes, and her husband was scared and hid.
But if he went to the city, there would be the powerful woman that Yin Gu said, who could lose face and had a noble status, and it would be difficult to hide.
I still need to work hard and have abilities that others cannot have, so that I can walk with my husband for a long time. Aunt Yin said that if you want to be in harmony with your husband, you must first be able to walk side by side. If your husband walks fast and far, and you are still standing still, you will be left behind sooner or later.
Aunt Yin said that marriage is the same as doing things.
Qin Luoxia believed it deeply. She slept next to her husband, thinking in her heart how to do better. When she thought of those charming and beautiful women, she wanted to give them all a good beating.
Jiang Mianmian slept next to Yin Gu, wondering how she could avoid being beaten if she sneaked out to play tomorrow.
……
"Note 1: From Wang Wei's "Red Peony""
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