Legend of Concubine’s Daughter Minglan Chapter 371: End

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Beard was not half gloomy or embarrassed. He sat calmly opposite Minglan, held a pot of tea, drank a cup of tea, and said: "Actually, there is nothing to talk about. But..."

He pursed his lower lip. "I'll just talk about it."

Minglan straightened her body, expressing her respectful listening.

"This time I went out for a long time, but I could calm down and think about something. Old Master Zhang laughed at me, saying that I thought too little before, and now I think too much. But I can’t think about it. I used to do Nothing is wrong, no one believes anything; the only one who is willing to believe me and listen to me is Manniang... who knows, they are all from the show." Beard ridiculed himself and laid the tea cup flat.

"Manniang is an excellent actor, but unfortunately she didn't have to be on stage, otherwise she would be a red horn." The beard seemed to be talking about a stranger, not a woman who had been entangled with him for nearly ten years.

"When I first met her, I thought she was a pool of clear spring water, with a simple mind and a gentle temper. When I knew how hard she was, what kind of life experience is pitiful, what kind of brother escaped, and even the Yu family...I At that time, I thought she was a pool of muddy water, covered with cobwebs, and filthy. It was only after Yanhong passed away that I was shocked that she was indeed a poisonous water with blood in her throat!"

Minglan complained to herself: If it wasn't for the old lady to drink it, no matter whether it was clean water, muddy water, or poisoned water, you would still be happy drinking it.

"Actually, I didn’t blame her very much when I knew what she was like. Whether it was lying to me for years, or disturbing Huang Yu’s family, causing Yanhong to make trouble... I think it’s only because she treats me. Affectionate. To be honest, at that time, although I was angry that Manniang lied to me, I was still a little happy. In the end, she didn't care about the Hou Mansion, but took a fancy to me, and wanted to be a proper husband and wife with me."

Minglan wanted to curl her lips, and held her back--people may not like you, but a man who can realize her dream. It can be any high school kid who has the ability and responsibility.

Who knows that Beard’s next sentence is: "Later I learned. She was affectionate, not me at all, but her persistence, her delusion."

Minglan was silent.

"Although I didn't blame her very much at the time, there was one thing that was clear in my heart. Manniang had been able to tell me to go round and round for several years without showing a bit of trouble, which was amazing. I understood at that time, she was It’s impossible to live willingly. Unless I marry her as a wife, if she is a concubine, she will definitely not let go of the mistress... But I never thought of marrying her as a wife."

When I was young, my father's various praises to him included the expectation that he could marry a good wife. But what is a good wife? The old father didn't understand, the four-character lesson at every turn, what is the innocent family, good character, kindness and virtuous, generous and decent-if the mother's family has some help, it would be better.

The little boy didn't understand the deep meaning, he was ignorant and remembered in the bottom of his heart.

Beard stared at Minglan and smiled slightly, "You once said to me,'Looking at the bohemian, but the most law-abiding in my bones'. At that time, I was so angry that I wanted to throw you back to the river. But I went back. Later, after thinking about it, I think it really makes sense."

Ming Lan shrank her neck in reflection, chuckling.

"Although the cowardly and weak look is very pitiful, but which high-door main room looks like this; it is not wrong to have a humble background, but lack sufficient education to treat people gracefully; Manniang is good at girls Hong, can sing and dance, and knows some economics, but she has little knowledge, and every time she complains, then she has nothing to say."

When he regarded Manniang as a pool of water, he didn't think she could be his wife.

Manniang can't say things like "The minister is not secret and loses his body." Even if she writes it down, she is afraid that she can't understand the deep meaning. And he listened to Ming Lan about what he had seen and heard from the court and the favors he had exchanged with Ming Lan. Not only could Ming Lan understand, but he could also make a point of complaining.

...He just sympathizes with her life experience, admires her backbone, likes her soft and comforting, wants to take care of her, and give her a worry-free rest of life, nothing more. As a result, what life experience, spine, and suppleness-they are all pretending to be.

"You are different." Beard looked at Minglan, his eyes gentle and gentle, "We always have more things to say."

Ming Lan met his gaze and smiled quietly: "...Yes, we always have more things to say." Sister Bao is very good, everything is good, but Baoyu likes Sister Lin, it’s fundamental, but The smell is similar, there are endless words.

"However, I said ten thousand things and ten thousand, but it was Mr. Hou Men’s Gu Er, who looked down on Manniang who was born as an actor. I am afraid that Manniang would have understood it a long time ago, so she has repeatedly urged me to persuade me to give up. The family is self-reliant." Beard laughed at himself lightly.

"In the days when I was away from home, I was bored and frustrated. When I didn’t succeed, I thought about it. Now that I have become inferior to the chaos, what else can I look down on others? Forget it, Manniang, there are still two children anyway. But...who knows..." He gently rubbed his forehead, dark blue veins floating on the back of his hand.

"Who knows, Yanhong is dead." Minglan answered him calmly.

Beard put down his hand, his eyes were firm, "...Yes. Yanhong is dead. I also stopped thinking of Manniang."

"I don’t want Yanhong to marry, and Yanhong is not what I want to marry. In just a few months, what she has done is not a good wife, and I am not a good husband. But after leaving home, , I still feel sorry for her."

He stretched out his hand and stretched the thin blanket for Minglan, "I once thought that if she doesn't want to live with me anymore, I'd like to remarry with her and ask her to remarry. I'll take care of the wrong name. Dan, my reputation is bad enough anyway. But afterwards, I didn't mean to avenge her at all."

"Even if I went out for three or five years, she did something wrong because of her loneliness, and I can forgive it. Who knows, after only more than three months of work, I just went out of the wall and returned the baby Secret knot. She also deceived me too much..."

He doubled his eyebrows, and a sneer appeared at the corner of his mouth, "The one who gave me a cuckold is actually Gu Tingbing's kind of stuff. If the Qin family hadn't deliberately made things bigger, Yan Hong originally wanted to buy the doctor and put that wild species. Fell on my head."

Mrs. Tai certainly does not want Yanhong to give birth to children, even if it is a wild species. Seeing that the boss is about to end without heirs, the second child breaks the house by himself, and if the second child leaves a concubine, there will be more variables.

Beard seems to feel that the shame has not disappeared, and can’t help but say again: "You don’t like it, the **** man on the rivers and lakes, if anyone knows that his brother has been bullied by this kind of bullying, he will be an adulterer. Women, those who are afraid of many are clapping and cheering."

Minglan's lips moved slightly, and she wanted to express some opinions on the handling of derailed men and women in ancient times, but she closed her mouth when she remembered the time-honored customs such as Shentang.

"Who are the couples who have worshipped heaven and earth, they are ruthless, they should be righteous. At this point, Yu Yanhong and I are ruthless and righteous. Whether she is dead or alive, I don't care." Huo sighed Said, "It shouldn't be...it shouldn't be Manniang..."

In this matter, the insidiousness, evil, meticulousness, and cruelty that Man Niang revealed were far beyond his imagination of ordinary women; after he was drunk, he showed a slight forgiveness to Chang Sui. , Manniang had to kill Yanhong.

If he said all the things before, he could still justify that it was Man Niang's infatuation. This time, he was completely dead.

When he was a child, my father used "Famous Officials Record" and "Shen Wu Zhi" to act for the people of the civil servants and military commanders in the past dynasties. She has martial virtues, is not determined, she is upright in shape, and can't resist the invasion of ghosts and charms between heaven and earth." He is instructive, and words are still in his ears-he would never want a woman with a broken heart.

"But even so, I never thought about letting her die, or any bad end next to her. In the end, she stayed with me through that period. I didn't want to see her again, but I hoped that their mother and son could go away and be well. Live a life and be warm for a whole life. When these words are said, the old man is about to say that I am in love... Minglan, you...?" He looked eagerly.

Minglan looked at his eyes calmly: "I understand, I understand."

Contrary to the speculation of many people, he is actually a very affectionate person. Because of the lack, he knows how to cherish even the beauty under the illusion, and once comforted his helpless and violent boyhood.

"The place that I don’t understand the most about Manniang, no matter how righteous I am, no matter how embarrassing her, she sincerely refused again and again, she seems to be living in her own world, confessing her thoughts, no Think I still have love for her."

Beard is a little confused, "Do I have to interrupt her hands and feet and cut her few fingers before she will believe it?"

Fang Manniang and her son go to Mianzhou. This is the only opportunity he gave Manniang. In fact, he has already searched for several suitable houses. If Manniang gets entangled again, he will completely take Brother Chang away. Raising-He has suffered from motherlessness since he was a child, thinking that Manniang is not, if not, he still loves children.

Who knows, before the expedition, Shi Keng and his wife told him a past event. He was determined at that time to take Brother Chang away from Manniang immediately after returning. Who knows, it was still a step too late.

"Manniang is like a bottomless pit that can never be traced to the end. She knows she will lie, but she dares to kill, knowing that she dares to kill, who knows that she can even kill her relatives. The only brother uses that. Throw it away-in order to achieve her goal, she is doing everything she can and dare to do anything bad."

Taking off the layers of skin from her body, the stench and ugliness underneath her; he was so confused and couldn't believe that this woman was actually the Manniang he had liked.

He remembered that when he saw Manniang in the city of Xiliao, she was holding a wooden stick, slashing left and right among the hungry. No one dared to approach their mother and son—he had known her for so many years. , I always thought that she was sick and weak, and could at best embroider her legs. Until now, she realized that her skill was more than good.

He was in a cold sweat at the time. He remembered that Man Niang crashed into his wife who was pregnant with Liujia that year. At that time, he thought it was a desperate woman who wanted to die together. He wanted to come now, even if Man Niang was holding Chang. Brother, while hurting Minglan, he was able to preserve himself well—his heart was suddenly extremely cold.

"I was unlucky when I met her; she was even more unlucky when I met me."

Time has passed, he can now be so calm and give a simple comment for him and Manniang.

Ming Lan stood up and sat on her stiff back, her mind was numb, she didn't know what to say or what to do, she looked up at the gloomy and quiet face of the beard, she felt a little sorry for him.

"That year, I sent Mother Luoman and her son to Mianzhou, you blame me..." He said with difficulty, "That's right."

Ming Lan opened her mouth to speak, stretched her beard and covered her palm, "Listen to me first." Ming Lan had to shut up and listened patiently.

"I don’t want to excuse. You said I didn’t treat you sincerely. It’s true. But I’m not born cold, I’ve treated people sincerely, but I’ve been deceived, bullied, Injustice, there is nowhere to be sued, no one can be trusted... You can only jump out, go outside, take off the clothes, crown, name, everything of Guhou's second son, dig out your heart, lower your head, and come back again. Start from a new school."

The man's voice is low and hoarse, like two rough stones rubbing against each other.

"Finally, I learned. Thinking beforehand, pros and cons, good and bad, pros and cons...learned to resist calculations, and learned to calculate others." He smiled miserably, "Kill the previous Gu Tingye to survive. ."

Ming Lan's eye sockets slowly floated hot and damp, and her atrium was sore and almost painful. A noble son of the Hou Mansion, afraid that he didn't even know a bowl of noodles and how much money, so it was not easy to ask for life with nothing, she knew , She knows it all.

"At that time, the situation was not good. How many people looked at us and waited for us to make mistakes. Old Geng was involved, Brother Shen was involved, and even people who were as loyal as Duan brothers were picked from the egg. Bones. I can’t compare them to the emperor’s love, so I can’t make mistakes."

He stretched out his palm to wrap Minglan's hand, and said in pain, "After knowing that your mother and son are safe, the first thing I thought of was not to worry about your fear and vent your anger, but how to hold Manniang firmly Afterwards, you blamed me and blamed me, it was all right! It was just like me, but later you dare to complain that you didn't treat me sincerely, what a bastard!"

He squeezed hard, his knuckles creaking pale.

"When the grandmother had an accident, you knelt down in front of the hospital bed, crying so sad, and then dig out your heart and lungs. In order to seek justice for the old lady, you were totally willing to go all out, life and death, riches, and never look back! Me! It’s just like waking up from a dream—it turns out that I have walked so many paths, learned so much gains and losses, but forgot the most important thing... I forgot how to treat people sincerely..."

His voice is almost hoarse, it seems to be tearing an old sheepskin scroll, the voice falls, and a teardrop falls. A crack opened in the sky, and light flashed. Destiny has never been a smooth journey for him. After crossing the bumps and trekking, looking back, he found that the precious past was missing.

Ming Lan choked out and pressed his fist with her backhand: "No. It's me who is careful. It's so difficult for you to do errands outside. I can have such a beautiful day now. It's not that I'm smart, it's not that I'm popular, and it's not. I am slick and slick, and know how to behave and do things. It’s just that you are respectable in the court, and everyone flatter me and hold me..."

The tears fell on the hands between the two of them, scorching hot.

"Your predecessors guarded me and refused to make me feel wronged. No one in the capital envied me! It was me who was not satisfied, it was me..." Minglan bit a row of deep teeth marks under her lips , The teardrop came down, "I'm afraid! I'm afraid you don't like me someday, then what should I do? So I always care about more and less by an inch, and I won't suffer at all! I'm afraid of something so terrible. One day, I will be sad to death!"

She finally cried bitterly, endured the secret thoughts for a long time, and suddenly opened up to the sun. The reason for everything was so weak, so selfish, and so ashamed.

"Actually, I knew your intentions a long time ago. You treat me well, not just a wife who can govern the family and have children. You love me sincerely, respect me, and coax me to be happy. I want to make my life carefree... but I just pretend I don’t understand! Because I’m afraid, I’m afraid..."

Beard awkwardly took his sleeve to wipe her tears: "You... don't cry, you can't cry in the confinement..." He said, he dripped another big tear.

Minglan cried harder.

They hugged each other, head to head, body to body, tears streaming inexplicably, wet their clothes and sleeves, like two aggrieved children, comforting and warming each other.

They were all worn down by reality early on innocence and enthusiasm, and learned all kinds of fakes in life. They were guarded and guarded about people and things, and they were cautious and refused to believe easily.

Until I went over the mountains and ridges, suspicious, sad, hesitant, and went around a long way, I realized that what I wanted was close at hand.

——This is the last time Manniang appeared in their conversation, in their lives.