Chapter 226 Ancient Literature (End)
Chu Yun discovered that Duan Fuqing was going out earlier and coming back later. Strangely, he was often missing in the middle of the night. When he put his hand to his side in his sleep, it was empty. Chu Yun woke up immediately because his chest muscles were not as usual.
The next day, after asking about Duan Fuqing, Chu Yun just said that she had given him a surprise. She didn't ask any more questions and remained looking forward to it every day.
He and 001 were guessing what the surprise was. Could it be that his birthday was coming up, so they wanted to give him a birthday present?
But Chuyun’s birthday is on October 7th, and it’s only mid-August now, so it’s still early.
【Tsk, pretend.】
A big event happened in Beijing. Duan Yulan ran to Tingzhuyuan, panting, and sat down with a thud.
Chu Yun poured a cup of tea for the impetuous girl. There was a green parrot standing on her shoulder, which was very human-like and could imitate human speech.
"Shocking news! The Khitan King is leaving with the hostage!"
Duan Yulan just continued to speak when the little green cat on his shoulder fluttered its wings and imitated him.
"Shocking news! Shocking news!"
Duan Yulan gave Xiaolu a slap, and Xiaolu became obedient.
Chu Yun was confused, so 001 told him something.
He thought of those venomous eyes and shuddered. What kind of big news was this? Wasn't he going to leave anyway?
"It's a scandal..."
Duan Yulan looked around, sent Xiaolu away and whispered:
"The Khitan prince, Bilitu, was found to have an affair with the emperor's concubine and was caught red-handed by the emperor. It's said...it's said that when they were caught, Bilitu was shirtless..."
Chu Yun opened his mouth wide, and Duan Yulan nodded with satisfaction. When she knew about it, her mouth had grown bigger than Chu Yun's.
"Then...what should I do? I'll probably get beaten to death..."
Even though Duan Yulan didn't know what Chu Yun said, he could guess it almost exactly.
"No one has dealt with him yet. He is imprisoned in the Dali Temple. The Khitan King wants to protect Bilitu."
Chu Yun's mind raced. Doesn't that mean the Khitan King would have to agree to any request Qin Ce made?
"Bah! This Bilitu is an ungrateful bastard. After all, I've raised him for so many years, yet he dares to covet the emperor's concubine? You don't even know how ruthless the emperor is... It's no exaggeration to say that he's furious."
Chu Yun twitched his face, as if he saw the same thing as you.
"That's what my dad said! He knows the people at the party, so he can't be wrong!"
I didn't expect that Minister Duan, who looks old-fashioned, is so fond of gossip behind the scenes.
Although Bilitu's behavior is rebellious, he would not do such a thing to seek death. According to the law of drama in novels, he will definitely be framed at any large-scale formal gathering.
Chu Yun thinks that Bilitu might have taken the female lead’s script.
Duan Fuqing hasn't come back yet, so he's probably dealing with this matter. Chu Yun is a little curious and wants to wait for him to come back before asking.
There were no more gatherings in the capital, and the only one who stayed at home with Chu Yun was the younger Duan Yulan. However, Duan Yulan had no time either, as she was always forced to learn needlework.
Fusheng and Fulai went home to visit their relatives. There was only Fushou at home who cooked and bought groceries. He would tell Fushou whatever he wanted to eat.
Although Chu Yun also wanted to go out and play, it was a turbulent time and he decided not to cause more trouble, because once he went out, he would definitely attract a lot of people.
"I'm not bragging, I'm no different from a big star. Being popular is also a kind of trouble..."
001: [……]
After Ye Lin recovered, he wanted to take Chu Yun out, but his master, perhaps having discovered his abnormal thoughts or something, assigned him a lot of tasks, which were simple but trivial and time-consuming.
It became a luxury for him to even see Chu Yun once a day.
When Chu Yun was bored, Duan Fuqing came back and went home before the sun set.
Chu Yun stood up and asked:
"Why today..."
He was hugged.
"No one will stand in our way anymore!"
It was only a matter of time before Duan Fuqing found out the murderer who wanted to kill Chu Yun. He recalled his most powerful secret guard and got the answer.
It was the Khitan prince.
A mask was also found in the Khitan prince's room. Duan Fuqing was not shocked when he heard the news. He was secretly thinking about how to get rid of this person.
Bilitu is a ruthless person who never drags his feet. Although no one knows why he targeted Chu Yun, it doesn't matter now. It was Duan Fuqing who targeted him.
Bilitu is an arrogant but cautious man. Ordinary means cannot lure him into taking the bait, but what if he throws out an enticing bait?
He found an unpopular concubine who was tortured by palace fighting every day, put on a human skin mask and dressed her up. In the dim light, she looked like another Chu Yun.
He promised the concubine that his entire family would be well taken care of, and her son would be able to escape the power grab and grow up safely.
Duan Fuqing was also betting that this madman was obsessed with Chu Yun.
Bilitu will definitely not be fooled, so we need to use some tricks. A kind of drug is colorless and odorless, and anyone who smells it within two meters will definitely lose consciousness.
He made the right bet.
Bilitu must have been too impatient. He was so close to the concubine that he was easily knocked unconscious.
Everything that follows is simple. All you have to do is wait quietly for the emperor to enter the tent with a group of ministers.
"The first two times it was Bilitu who tried to hurt you, didn't you say you wanted to beat him up? Do you want to go?"
Chu Yun just felt that everything was very mysterious. Although he had known for a long time that Duan Fuqing was a nobody, he didn't expect this guy to be so bold when doing things.
Any one of them is a capital crime punishable by the extermination of nine generations of the family.
Chu Yun murmured:
"Then I can't marry you... I don't want to be implicated by you anymore..."
"You little heartless one!"
In the end, Chu Yun still didn't go to see it. Even though it felt good to kick someone when he was down, he didn't want to go to the prison as long as Bilitu got the punishment he deserved.
Duan Fuqing didn't tell Chu Yun that Bilitu was beaten half to death and his body was covered in blood. He swallowed the words back so as not to scare him anymore.
September.
The Khitan king took Bilitu away. It was not known what he promised. Qin Ce no longer looked like he was cuckolded and he looked refreshed.
In the same month, the third son of the Duan family got married, and his red wedding dress was decorated with a long procession around the street of the Duan Mansion.
Chu Yun was exhausted. She had to get up early to put on makeup and wear a complicated wedding dress, and serve tea and wine endlessly. The clanging crown on Chu Yun's head expressed his dissatisfaction.
Duan Fuqing smiled at his colleagues and a few good friends at the table.
"I'm sorry, everyone. My wife is being naughty. We're going to drink the wedding wine."
This caused a burst of sighs.
Chu Yun was lying on the big red wedding bed soaking his feet while Duan Fuqing was massaging his lower back.
"I'm so tired..."
Chu Yun looked up at the red tassels on the bed curtains. Her makeup was still on. Duan Fuqing stared at her in a daze. He had finally married her.
There is a feeling of unreality, like a dream, everything around is illusory, only the Chuyun under me is real.
Duan Fuqing undressed Chu Yun. They had done this countless times before and they had been honest with each other for a long time, but Duan Fuqing felt shy at this time.
"Husband... Madam, I will help you to bed..."
Chu Yun nodded. Their identities had completely changed from a young master's servant to husband and wife, and he had to get used to this title.
"Husband, you have to help me wash my face first."
Duan Fuqing was so embarrassed that he couldn't even raise his head. He smiled with his head down. He was so happy. Today was probably the happiest day of his life. He was talking to Chu Yun, who usually refused to call him husband in bed.
Shout! He! Husband! King! He!
"Yes, ma'am."
"Husband, you are awesome."
Duan Fuqing could no longer control himself. The night was so beautiful and he couldn't waste this wedding night.
"…Do you know what to do next, Madam?"
…
The two of them lived shamelessly for a few days, and Chu Yun urged Duan Fuqing to go to work quickly, as he really couldn't stand it anymore.
Chu Yun didn't dare to look Duan Fuqing in the eye. As soon as their eyes met, he would shrink back reflexively, which was extremely painful.
That thing isn't even pink. It's no exaggeration to say that it's as ugly as a sweet potato.
Duan Fuqing kissed her on the mouth before leaving. As the head of the family, he set a "rule" that she must be kissed fifty times every day. If she didn't kiss enough the day before, she would have to do it the next day.
Chu Yun protested.
“Protests are futile.”
Duan Fuqing became even worse. He knew that even after getting married, there were still many people coveting Chu Yun, such as his good subordinate who was eavesdropping, and Huo Xiao and Ning Ruoyuan who followed the sedan chair not far away when he got married a few days ago.
Xiaolu fought with a pigeon and was defeated, but she intercepted a letter written in Khitan.
"sorry."
Damn, do these people even take him seriously?!
Duan Fuqing hired a teacher for Chu Yun, who taught her how to read and speak at home.
This way Chu Yun can study well when he is not around.
Chu Yun felt deeply resentful about this. This teacher was very famous and had taught a top scholar before. However, he was more inclined to teach children, so he was always invited to people's homes to give tutoring to naughty children.
Mr. Duxing thought that Mr. Duan San had a child who needed to be taught, but he didn't expect it was his wife.
"My wife is very timid, please don't hit or scold her..."
Mr. Duxing was extremely harsh and strict, and this young wife, who could not read or even speak the language, posed a great challenge to him.
"Leave it to me."
A quarter of an hour later.
"I can't teach this. He doesn't even understand illustrated enlightenment books. This is too difficult..."
Chu Yun lowered his head and poked the illustrations in the book. They were so ugly, who knew what they meant?
Mr. Duxing finally taught the student. He had a ruler in his hand, which made a snapping sound when he slapped it on the table. It was said that this ruler had been used to spank the top scholar.
Chu Yun hoped that he would not spank him, otherwise he would make Duan Fuqing pay!
"Madam, now write this word again..."
Chu Yun was extremely nervous. The first step was to pick up the brush. He always showed off to Duan Fuqing and wrote with the pen holder, so now he used the bristle end to smear a large amount of ink.
He looked up cautiously and saw the skinny old man, who seemed to be oppressing him, blowing his beard and glaring, and hitting the table with a ruler, making a loud noise.
"A rotten tree cannot be carved!"
Chuyun Question 001:
"Is the old man scolding me?"
[…No, I was praising you.]
Duan Fuqing returned home early and saw his young wife sitting upright on a futon, her forehead sweating and her mouth pursed as she wrote. Above her was the old man who was disappointed with her wife.
He smiled and went to rescue his wife.
"Fuqing thanks you on behalf of Xiaoyun for your teachings!"
The old man didn't buy it: "He said you asked him to write with a pen?!"
The smile on Duan Fuqing's face froze. He looked at Chu Yun, who turned his head away guiltily.
"Haha... Scholars shouldn't be too particular about writing tools..."
"fallacy!"
…
Big events happened in the capital every now and then. Qin Ce went to Lanyue Pavilion according to the original plot and also booked the top girl, but it was not Ning Ruyuan.
There are also some points that are different from the plot. Qin Ce went to Lanyue Pavilion after marrying Su Shangqing, but before marrying Su Shangqing, Qin Ce had already fallen in love with someone else.
Perhaps because of some affection, Qin Ce took two concubines on the same day, one was the top concubine and the other was Su Shangqing.
This was a great shame for Su Shangqing. He and a prostitute served the emperor together, and they had the same status.
Chu Yun felt sad about the result, but Duan Fuqing smiled slightly. Those who bullied Chu Yun would not be able to escape, and he would have someone take good care of Su Shangqing.
Chu Yun pulled Duan Fuqing's sleeve and asked him how to pronounce the word.
It was a very simple word "mother". Duan Fuqing held Chu Yun on his lap, held her small hand with his big hand, and helped Chu Yun write the word stroke by stroke.
Chu Yun was very tired but had to write two long pieces of calligraphy to complete the task. He didn't want to write and blamed Duan Fuqing for not being able to finish.
"It's all your fault!"
Chu Yun couldn't think of any reason to blame Duan Fuqing, and all he could do was blame him.
Duan Fuqing himself was also smiling, and was becoming more and more in line with the gentle and warm personality he maintained to the outside world.
"Okay, okay, it's all my fault. Madam... do you want your husband to help you write it?"
Chu Yun was tempted, but refused because the old man had good eyesight and could see the handwriting.
"No, I'll do it myself..."
It was a bit boring to just write at night. Seeing Duan Fuqing's hands starting to get restless, he moved his butt and heard a suppressed groan.
Chu Yun didn't care whether Duan Fuqing felt uncomfortable or not. He took out a notebook from under the table and handed it to Duan Fuqing.
"Read it to me."
Duan Fuqing took it and took a look.
——The pretty widow’s two or three things at night.
Duan Fuqing turned the page and saw a large amount of obscene words. His face turned red. He looked up at Chu Yun. It was obvious that Chu Yun didn't know what the book was. Duan Fuqing held back his laughter.
"Are you sure you want me to read it?"
Chu Yun didn't expect it to be a pornographic book. He nodded and said, "I want to listen to it."
One minute later.
"I told you to shut up!"
"Madam said she wanted to hear it, so of course I had to satisfy her."
Duan Fuqing amused the girl so much that she got on the bed and crawled into the quilt. It was easy to guess who gave the book to Chu Yun. It was Fulai and Duan Yulan. However, Fulai might not have the courage to do it, but Duan Yulan was very suspicious, huh.
He blew out the lights and went to bed.
"It seems to be something like this in the book... Can I try it?"
A shameful and angry voice came: "Get out of here!"
winter.
Duan Fuqing took Chu Yun to the south to spend the winter. He was transferred to the south. In Chu Yun's words, he was traveling with the funds.
I met all kinds of people and saw all kinds of things along the way.
Chu Yun was wearing a warm snow brocade jacket with a fur collar around his neck and a snow fox fur cloak on the outside. The temperature in the carriage was like spring, with a stove lit and several hot water bottles ready for use.
Chu Yun’s favorite thing is to open the curtains to look at the scenery. What makes him unhappy is that it doesn’t snow in the south.
“When will it snow?”
Fulai, who was driving the horse, heard this and replied:
"It hardly ever snows, and when it does it's only a very light snow, which is boring!"
Duan Fuqing in the carriage was leisurely drinking tea and looking at Chu Yun.
Chu Yun looked up at the sky. After a while, a touch of coldness fell on his eyelids, and he closed his eyes.
Fu Lai exclaimed:
"Oh my god! It's really snowing!"
Chu Yun opened his eyes, and countless tiny snowflakes swirled down and landed on his hands and face. Chu Yun caught one and couldn't help feeling happy. He turned around.
"Duan Fuqing, it's snowing!"
In Duan Fuqing's eyes, snow was flying all over the sky outside the car window, and Fu Lai's exclamation in his ears gradually faded away. The world was quiet and only Chu Yun in front of him was left. Chu Yun's head was covered with fine snow, and there was light in her eyes under the falling snow, and she looked very charming.
The cold wind blew into the car, and in the cold snow scene, it was like the warm sun that made it impossible to open one's eyes.
Duan Fuqing smiled.
"Well, winter is coming."
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