"Nowadays, women's imperial examinations have only bloomed three times, and people are already on guard. However, some people, as soon as they climb the Qingyun Ladder, hesitate and hesitate. Only few are dedicated to their future, most of them are burdened by their husbands and children, and they are never heroic. , I only remember that my children were short of breath, which made people feel sad but helpless."
Cen Youniang sighed helplessly, feeling that her future was bleak and shrouded in heavy fog: "Sometimes, it's easy to meet someone who is slightly ambitious, but she completely regards herself as a man. She only cares about her side and what she stands for. , those who support it, but those who don’t know think it’s a gentleman from some family who dressed up as a girl and came in as an undercover agent!”
After finally meeting a sensible person, Cen Youniang couldn't help but start nagging: "There are also those classmates and friends who thought that she would carry forward the past and show off the style of a female official, but they have changed since they got married. Think about it. I didn’t know whether I was just imagining what I said when we talked about it freely, or whether the other person had a different idea.”
Sheng Yuan listened to her complaints gently. Looking at this, she knew that this girl must have been holding back her temper in Kyoto.
Also, let’s not talk about others, just Cen Sanfu. As long as he sits firmly in the cabinet, Cen Youniang’s future... may be worrying! No wonder she doesn't resist external influence.
Cen Youniang felt this and sent out a message. She felt much better immediately. She looked up at the blue sky that looked like it had been washed by water, and breathed out slowly: "I used to think that all the officialdom were smart people, and the only difference was who was smarter.
But now I know that in such a big officialdom, smart people can also distinguish between true and false. Some people just have a smart face in vain, and what they do has nothing to do with being smart!
How many days has that person been away since he left Shouping City and returned to Kyoto? Just relying on his identity, he started to struggle again.
It's just Taogui Academy, which she personally participated in training, but there are people who, in the name of admiring that person, take the initiative to stand beside the other person, and even call it a hug for warmth! I didn't see her squeezing in, using the excuse of hugging each other to keep warm, but she was throwing the same year out to enjoy the fame and fortune by herself! "
The more he talked, the angrier he became, and at the end of the sentence, he punched the city wall with his fist.
The city wall didn't move at all, but she grimaced in pain and instantly felt grounded.
Sheng Yuan looked on and wanted to laugh. Just as he was about to make a few jokes, he saw Xiaoyao hurriedly climbing up the stairs.
"Miss, a group of soldiers came from outside the city. They knocked on the door but refused to come in. They just asked you to come out of the city to see them."
"A team of sergeants?" Sheng Yuan was confused and turned to look outside the city.
Sure enough, I saw a group of soldiers in bright armor lined up outside the city gate.
"Let me go and have a look." Sheng Yuan made a guess, turned to Cen Youniang and said, "I originally wanted to chat with Cong Wei side by side, but there are too many trivial matters, so I can only hope to reunite someday."
Cen Youniang originally wanted to go with her, but after hearing this, she paused and sighed reluctantly: "They say parting is for a reunion in the future, but I always feel sad about it. Think about it. , in this officialdom, why don’t you appear on stage after we sing! Forget it! Forget it! We have a long way to go! Wen Zhen, go ahead and get busy! "
"..." It rhymes quite well.
Sheng Yuan knew that Cen Youniang was always depressed, always talking like a singer, making people laugh or cry, and was not polite to her. She nodded and quickly walked down the steps and headed out of the city.
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"Sir." When the city guards saw Sheng Yuan arriving from a distance wearing regular clothes, they hurriedly saluted, and then there were even city patrol officials who wanted to go out with her.
"It doesn't matter." Sheng Yuan smiled and nodded, looking at the team of disciplined sergeants outside the city gate.
The sergeants standing guard outside the city all had bright eyes and solemn temperaments. Even their mounts strictly abided by military regulations and did not move a step or make a sound.
The moment she came out, the gazes of these sergeants and their horses immediately gathered around her.
Feeling the gathering aura of killing, Sheng Yuan became more and more certain of his previous guess.
Thinking of this, she couldn't help but look up into the distance.
"Sister Yuan, it's me."
Familiar voices sounded, and the sergeants who were originally lined up in a group immediately separated to both sides, revealing the carriage that had walked behind them at some point.
As the car curtain was raised, a face that was fifty-six times similar to Yongxing Hou Sheng Xiangxun appeared in front of Sheng Yuan.
"Uncle?" Sheng Yuan was about to squint, but immediately restrained himself.
"Sister Yuan, are you willing to talk to me?" Sheng Xiangya stepped out of the carriage and looked at Sheng Yuan in plain clothes with his hands behind his hands.
Noticing that Sheng Yuan's gaze traced across his robe and belt, Sheng Xiangya sighed softly: "Your grandfather's coffin has been received by the left and right ministers of the Ministry of Rites. It will be escorted back to the capital by the escort first. I will temporarily act as the commander-in-chief of the army. The army of Lu gathered together and went to the capital together to resume their duties. When I see the Holy Lord and return to the Duke Sheng's mansion, I will be your grandfather's eldest son."
"Since uncle has a heavy responsibility on his shoulders, he should naturally put his official duties first. Why did he come to Shou'an to see my nephew?"
Sheng Xiangya was not surprised by Sheng Yuan's coldness. He stroked his beard and said, "I am about to lead my army to leave the border. Today I will cross Luodu Mountain. I thought that Shou'an City was close at hand, so I took a detour to meet you. one side."
"Close at hand." Sheng Yuan chuckled, nodded, and accepted the statement, then asked, "Uncle, you are a person who achieves great things. You are never restrained by emotions. I am afraid that you are here today not only to meet your nephew. Bar?"
Sheng Xiangya was a little surprised at Sheng Yuan's calmness. He expected to see hostility, indifference, or...disgust in her eyes.
"You...don't look much like your father." Sheng Xiangya looked at Sheng Yuan's round and bright eyes, and felt that they were not even remotely similar to the old man's eyes, but these two pairs of eyes were so different. There was actually a familiar temperament...coldness.
"Dad and uncle don't look alike either."
Sheng Xiangya didn't take Sheng Yuan's pun seriously seriously: "Did you know that the Duke's Mansion is about to be renovated from top to bottom, inside and out, because of your father's work?"
"If my uncle wants to raise an army to hold him accountable, he should go back to Kyoto and ask his father in person." Sheng Yuan did not know about this, but it was not beyond her expectation.
"It's such a small thing, but it's not worth my coming here."
Sheng Xiangya looked in the direction of Kyoto and sighed: "It's just what your father did that made me a little curious. I want to see you and ask you."
"The visitor is a guest. My uncle has traveled a long way to come here. Shengyuan will not be rude, but if there is anyone who can answer, he will tell you everything he knows."
"I believe what you said." Sheng Xiangya turned his eyes to Sheng Yuan, "I think you must have known that I kept you in the dark.
In this matter, some people blame me for being cool, some people say that I am heartless, some people blame me for being too cruel, and some people hate me for being selfish.
It seems to be a coincidence. Every time I plan for something big, I always end up hurting you unintentionally. I just don’t know, Sister Yuan, do you feel strange, annoyed, resentful or hateful towards my uncle? "
