Chapter 50 Song Jiaren's Dark History
Seeing that Li Nuo was not interested, Song Yu could only shake his head regretfully and said, "That's a pity."
Zhou Yu looked regretful on the surface, but he was relieved in his heart. Although he had made preparations, he still felt uncomfortable when he thought about Miss Yuanyang enjoying the pleasure of another man in the future.
Li Nuo was a little curious at this moment and asked, "What kind of woman could be so charming to you?"
Song Yu and Zhou Yu were, after all, from upper-middle class families in Chang'an. With just a word from them, countless beautiful women came to them, including ladies from prominent families and daughters of famous families. With such family backgrounds, they would actually fight over a brothel girl and even fight openly. This girl must have her strengths.
Song Yu sighed, "Brother-in-law, you don't know that although Miss Yuanyang came from a brothel, she has always been clean and self-disciplined. Not only is she proficient in music, chess, calligraphy and painting, she has also read military books and has a deep understanding of military tactics. She is a rare and extraordinary woman in the world..."
Zhou Yu also echoed, "Yes, in Chang'an, there are many women who are more beautiful and taller than Miss Yuanyang, and there are also many who are more talented than her, but when it comes to the understanding of military tactics, among the prostitutes, no one can compare to Miss Yuanyang..."
Li Nuo understood that the reason why the two men were obsessed with the girl Yuanyang was not because of her good figure and beautiful looks, nor because of her talents, but mainly because she understood military tactics.
This is indeed a rare opportunity for a brothel girl.
Both Song Yu and Zhou Yu were born into military families and had studied military tactics since childhood. It was not surprising that they would be attracted to someone they met who spoke the same language and was self-disciplined among a group of slutty women in a dirty brothel.
If there is a girl in a brothel who is chaste and well-versed in the law, Li Nuo will take a closer look.
Song Yu was somewhat dissatisfied with Zhou Yu's words, and added: "What do you mean among the prostitutes in the brothel? Even outside the brothel, there are only a few women in Chang'an who have such insights into the Art of War. For example, Jia Ren, although she is beautiful, she can't play the piano, chess, calligraphy, or painting, and she can't even recognize all the characters, let alone read the Art of War. She only knows how to fight..."
Hey, hey, hey, how come we ended up talking about our wife.
In front of outsiders, he still had to protect his wife. Li Nuo glanced at him and said, "I think the beauty is pretty good."
Song Yu patted Li Nuo's shoulder and said with some pity: "It's you, my brother-in-law. Ask the young men in Chang'an how many are willing to marry a beautiful woman. Zhou Yu, are you willing?"
Although he is the beautiful woman's brother, his brother-in-law is so good to him that he cannot speak against his conscience.
Zhou Yu shook his head repeatedly.
Song Yu glanced at Zhou Tao again and asked, "Zhou Tao, what about you?"
Zhou Tao shook his head faster.
Song Jiaren was notorious among the sons of the general family. Almost all of them had been beaten by her when they were young. They all grew up under her shadow. Who would dare to marry her...
Are you trying to kill yourself?
Song Yu started talking and began to talk to Li Nuo about Song Jiaren.
It was the first time that Li Nuo heard about her childhood. For example, she didn't study hard, skipped classes, didn't do her homework, and fought with the sons of generals all day long. She challenged a group of people alone and eventually beat them all down. She was unscathed and was chased to the Song family by more than a dozen elders to question her...
Li Nuo listened to her dark history with great interest.
She secretly sighed in her heart, she is worthy of being called a wife. Compared with her, the naughty Song Ning'er is simply a good baby...
"Are you done?"
Just as Song Yu was telling Li Nuo about Song Jiaren's great achievements, a cold voice suddenly came from behind him.
Hearing this voice, the Zhou Yu brothers turned pale, lowered their heads tightly, and their bodies trembled uncontrollably. Li Nuo even noticed that the table was shaking.
Song Yu's expression froze on his face. The next moment, he trembled and picked up the wine glass, drank it all in one gulp, then fell headfirst on the dining table and said incoherently: "This wine is too strong, I'll take a nap first..."
Song Yu didn't get up from the table until Song Jiaren left for a long time.
He picked off the vegetable leaves on his face, looked back, and when he saw that she was really gone, he patted his chest with lingering fear.
Li Nuo glanced at him and asked, "Is my wife that scary?"
Song Yu shook his head and said, "That's because you didn't know Jia Ren when you were a child. Although I am her brother, I was beaten by her a lot when I was a child..."
Zhou Yu nodded in agreement. "It's more than scary. It's too scary. Who among us hasn't been beaten by her when we were young? Pei Jun pulled her braids and she kicked him three meters away. He broke two ribs and stayed in bed for a month. Du Yong said she had no mother and she broke one of his legs. He still walks with a limp now..."
Listening to his wife's great achievements, Li Nuo felt his chest begin to ache again.
Song Yu waved his hand, picked up the wine glass again, and said, "Forget it, forget it. Let's not talk about the beauty anymore. Brother-in-law, I'll toast you a glass to apologize for my previous offense. I'll drink this glass, you can do whatever you want..."
Li Nuo had no choice but to pick up the glass. Since everyone else had said so, if he didn't join in the fun, it would seem like he was looking down on them.
Unexpectedly, Song Yu finished one glass, poured another, and said, "This glass, thank you brother-in-law for helping me out today..."
"After drinking this cup, we will be a family from now on!"
"This cup... never mind, let's drink to our heart's content today and not leave until we're drunk!"
At first, it was Song Yu who proposed toasts, and later Zhou Yu brothers joined in the fun. Li Nuo's alcohol tolerance was average, and after drinking a few glasses, he felt a little dizzy. He didn't know when he left the table, let alone how he ended up in his wife's bed.
When I opened my eyes again, there were twinkling stars outside the window and everything around me was silent, with only the occasional chirping of insects.
Before Li Nuo opened his eyes, he was sure that he was in his wife's bed, because the quilt was full of her fragrance. He couldn't imagine what it would feel like to sleep in the arms of such a fragrant wife.
Of course, this kind of thing only exists in imagination.
He looked at the night scene outside the window. It was already late and it should be past curfew. He was afraid that he would have to stay overnight at the Song Mansion again.
Li Nuo sat up from the bed, and the figure sitting at the table also stood up, poured a cup of tea, walked to the bed, and handed it to him silently.
After Li Nuo sobered up, he felt thirsty. He took the teacup and drank it all in one gulp. Then he returned the cup to her and said, "Thank you."
Song Jiaren didn't say anything, put the teacup back on the table, then walked back and lay down on the bedding beside the bed.
Li Nuo's heart moved slightly. Was she waiting for him to wake up?
After getting used to being alone, it was the first time that Li Nuo felt that having a wife was quite a blessing.
Even if she just poured him a cup of tea to quench his thirst when he sobered up, it was an experience Li Nuo had never had before.
He had just woken up and was not sleepy at the moment, so he leaned against the bed and read a book. After turning a few pages, Li Nuo suddenly said, "Actually, you don't have to take Song Yu's words to heart. Everyone is born unique, and not all women need to be proficient in music, chess, calligraphy, and painting..."
Li Nuo has been reading a lot of books recently. The requirements that Daxia has for women are similar to those in ancient China, which are probably the three obediences and four virtues, supporting the husband and educating children, women's labor, needlework, cooking, etc. are the basics, and literacy is a plus. On the basis of literacy, if one has some talents in playing the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, then he or she will be an excellent benchmark, a role model for women all over the world, and an ideal partner for most men.
If I use this standard to measure my wife, she doesn't meet any criteria.
But what most people believe may not necessarily be correct.
Song Yu spoke without restraint, and Li Nuo didn't want her to think too much after listening to her.
After a brief silence, Song Jiaren said calmly: "I don't take it to heart."
"That's good."
Li Nuo did not speak again and continued to read quietly.
There was another silence, and Song Jiaren suddenly asked, "Do all men like women like that?"
"What?"
"I can play the piano, play chess, write poetry, and draw..."
Li Nuo said as he read a book, "Not really. Different people have different preferences. Take women's figures for example. Some people like thin ones, some like fat ones, some like tall and proud ones, and some like petite ones. This depends on each person's preference. Song Yu and others like weak ones. I think it's better to know a little bit of martial arts..."
It’s not that Li Nuo doesn’t like weak girls. In fact, such girls can arouse men’s desire to protect them.
But what Li Nuo wants is not the desire for protection, what he wants is real protection.
In this world, martial arts are flourishing and a hundred schools of thought contend with each other. What about true energy, righteousness, power of law... Anyone can show off. Before officially entering the legalist school, he was just an ordinary person and the one who needed protection the most.
Song Jiaren didn't say anything else. Li Nuo read for a while and felt sleepy again.
Normally when he slept alone, he was worried that a maid would rush in and stab him in the middle of the night. But with his wife by his side, he felt very safe. He closed the book and put it aside, and soon fell asleep in the fragrant quilt.
Lying on the floor beside the bed, Song Jiaren rested her hands behind her head, looking at the ceiling of the room, her expression as calm as ever.
At a certain moment, it was like a ripple suddenly appeared on the calm lake, the corners of her mouth slightly curved up, and it seemed as if a flower quietly bloomed in the darkness, but unfortunately Li Nuo, who had fallen asleep, did not see it...
(End of this chapter)
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