The Huainan generation took the Fuyun Villa Shangguan Family as the first family. Huainan people respected the Fuyun Villa Leader Shangguan Zhongchi. Shangguan Zhongchi was 40 years old. In his early years, he lost his wife and had only one daughter. His nickname was Yunning.
Because of his deep love for his dead wife, he doted on her in a thousand ways.
However, Shangguan Yunning was only sixteen years old, but he was born with a graceful and graceful appearance, whose steps were like lotus flowers. Many young gentlemen would never forget it.
The door-to-door suitor can be said to have broken the threshold of going to the official family, but the official Zhongchi only said: "My little girl is still young, not urgent, not urgent."
That day, Shangguan Zhongchi came to his daughter's yard and said, "Yunning, I have something to tell you about my father."
Shangguan Yunning's lips are like cherries, his face is like red, his almond eyes are covered with smoke, his eyebrows are bright with glances, his smiles are all elegant. Seeing his father coming, Shangguan Yunning held his skirt and greeted him, "What's the matter with my father?"
The furnishings of the outer room of Yunning's boudoir are simple. There is a round table opposite the door and four round wooden chairs around the round table. On the wall are two landscape paintings with gentle brushwork. In a white porcelain vase, there are several half opened lotus flowers with a little fragrance. A small couch is placed beside it, and a white mink blanket without miscellaneous hairs is collapsed on it. Pull up the bead curtain and cross the screen to get the inner room.
Shangguan Zhongchi sat down with his daughter in the outer room, looked at her and sighed, "Now you are so old, and you are old as a father."
"Dad, if you are so young, why do you sigh about being old?!" Shangguan Yunning smiled cleverly, and his words and deeds were full of charm.
"Yunning, you are twenty or eight years old today. You should have found a husband's family for you. It was selfish to stay with you as a father." Shangguan Zhongchi said, "I have a family friend, the Marquis of Kyoto. His eldest son has been an official since he was young. He is young and promising, and looks like his parents. He is a good looking man. As a father, he wants to..."
"Dad wants his daughter to marry the duke's eldest son?" Shangguan Yunning's eyes covered with mist: "Dad doesn't want his daughter anymore? Kyoto is so far away from Huainan, how can Dad give up?"
Shangguan Zhongchi sighed and said sadly, "As a father, I don't want you to marry far away, but your mother made a decision with the Marquis's wife when she was pregnant with you. I also agreed with the Marquis. I thought it had been a long time, but both families forgot, but the Marquis suddenly mentioned it."
"Dad, stop talking, my daughter understands." Shangguan Yunning wants to cry, so pathetic. "Dad has his difficulties. The daughter has no opinion about the marriage, the order of her parents and the words of the matchmaker, but she can't bear to part with her father. "
When Shangguan Zhongchi came to see her this time, she knew that her father had made up his mind. The Marquis House in Kyoto has a distinguished family background. Many people can't ask for it. Dad is dedicated to her. What can she complain about?
But Huainan is so far away from Kyoto that I'm afraid I can't visit it often after I get married.
The wedding is scheduled for the eighth day of the next month. Shangguan Yunning always sighs in the mirror, "Song Qing, do you say that my future husband... is round or flat?"
Song Qing covered his mouth and sniggered: "Miss is silly. The new uncle is a person. How can he be round and flat?"
Shangguan Yunning shook his head, but Songqing did not understand. She stood up again and went to the door. "It's a nice day today, and I will leave here in a few days. Songqing, you are ready to go to Yuanlin Temple with me."
Yuanlin Temple is the most popular temple in the local area. Shangguan Yunning often takes Songqing to worship Buddha. It's nothing more than asking for family safety, and my father is in good health. This time, she wanted to take a break. I'm afraid she won't have such a chance in the future.
"Miss, we didn't tell the master when we came out, so the master won't worry?" Song Qing turned to Shangguan Yunning, who used to report to Shangguan Zhongchi wherever he went, reassuring him.
"It's OK. We'll go back soon. We won't stay too long." Shangguan Yunning said.
It's really a good time to go out and play in a sunny day. Shangguan Yunning, supported by Song Qing, walked up the steps step by step. After offering incense, I worship the Buddha. Suddenly, I want to ask for autographs.
Taking the signing cylinder, he shook out a sign, and Shangguan Yunning and Songqing took it to him. The old man who answered the sign couldn't help looking at Shangguan Yunning more and said with a smile: "The girl is not a mortal."
Song Qing thought the old man's words were funny: "My young lady is not a mortal, is it difficult or immortal?"
The old man shook his head and said with a smile, "I said that ordinary people are extraordinary people, which is different from the immortal and ordinary people that the girl said. Your young lady is extraordinary, and can be hit by a disaster. How to overcome this disaster depends on her."
Shangguan Yunning seemed to understand something. He took out silver coins and handed them to the old man, but he was refused: "Money is a vulgar thing. Miss, don't let this vulgar thing touch me."
"You old man, you are ungrateful!" Song Qing glared at the old man, indignant.
Shangguan Yunning drank from her: "Song Qing, don't be rude!" He said to the old man: "The girl is more straight tempered, and don't blame the old man. Since the old man doesn't want the silver, I will put it away."
The old man smiled and nodded. Before Shangguan Yunning left, he said, "If the young lady has any trouble in the future, she must be open-minded."
Shangguan Yunning nodded, but Songqing pouted and said, "The young lady paid so much attention to him. I don't think the old man is a charlatan."
"How can a charlatan solve his visa in Yuanlin Temple? No matter what, he is also an elder. You little girl, you should be polite to him." Shangguan Yunning is a talented woman who is familiar with poetry and books. Whenever he meets such a thing, she will say.
Song Qing shrinks her neck, sticks out her tongue and answers.
On the eighth day of June, Shangguan Yunning, dressed in his wedding dress, knelt before Shangguan Zhongchi in front of Fuyun Mountain Villa: "My daughter is unfilial and can't always accompany my father."
Shangguan Zhongchi wiped his tears, lifted his daughter up, and told Song Qing beside him, "I don't know when to see you again. You must remember to take care of Yunning, and don't let her be wronged."
"Yes, sir!" Song Qing, with red eyes, supported Shangguan Yunning. "It's getting late, young lady. Let's go."
Shangguan Yunning covered his face and cried, and got on the carriage. This time, as Shangguan Zhongchi said, I don't know when to see you again. Shangguan Yunning's tears can't stop flowing, and the wedding procession is walking with a huge scene.
Lifting the curtain of the car and looking at the familiar place getting farther and farther away from him, Shangguan Yunning felt sour. It is inevitable for a woman to get married, and it is also inevitable for her to leave her parents. However, her absence is far away, and his father has no wife or daughter to accompany him.
Shangguan Yunning was even more sad to think of this.
Song Qing worried that she was crying herself out, and kept comforting her: "Miss, don't cry on this happy day. If the master sees you crying like this, he will be sad again."
The tears were wiped dry by Song Qing, but there was always a dense mist in Qingling's eyes, which could not be dispersed,
