Chapter 747: Matchmaking 1
Unexpectedly, Huang Wenyu turned out to be Chen Shimei. Fortunately, the wife he married was kind-hearted and allowed him to take Su Qinglian as his concubine. Who knew that Su Qinglian was a strong-tempered person, just like the Hedong Lion, who believed in monogamy and hoped that Huang Wenyu would only have her in his heart. Needless to say, the results are obvious.
"In this way, Miss Su has been waiting for thirty years, and her beauty has grown old, but she finally failed to achieve her wish. She is really a miserable person." Xue Ruyue's eyes were red, she glanced at Bi Yuntao, and sighed, "This should be It really corresponds to the couplet hanging in your restaurant, lonely and cold, and a widow with an empty window."
I am kind! Doesn’t Sister Xue also advocate monogamy? Bi Yuntao was startled, and when he saw Xue Ruyue's eyes, his heart twitched. If she advocated monogamy, wouldn't his plan to embrace her in the future come to nothing? Then he thought, if Sister Xue advocates monogamy, just obey her. Then one Mrs. Xue, one little wife, one wife and one wife will be just right.
However, after hearing Su Qinglian's story, Bi Yuntao was deeply moved. It is not easy for a woman to be so strong and so affectionate. This woman is indeed worthy of respect.
"Qing Lian, after thirty years of separation, you still look as beautiful and charming as before."
The words spoken by Mr. Huang almost made Bi Yuntao vomit out his overnight meal. Hearing this, his stomach was churning. This old man was not ashamed to say such words in front of two juniors at his age. !
However, it can be seen from this sentence that the old man must have owed a lot of romantic debts back then. His failure in officialdom back then may have something to do with his romantic temperament.
"Master Huang, I'm here to keep the appointment we made in the past. If I don't come back for a day, I won't comb my hair in a bun. After thirty years, I can finally play the piano and comb my bun again." As Su Qinglian spoke, her face was filled with tears, and her pale temples looked particularly cold in the slanting wind and drizzle of the West Lake. Looking at Huang Wenyu again, he was also in tears. He was holding on to the table and was a little unsteady.
When old lovers meet, Bi Yuntao, a light bulb, feels very uncomfortable. If he continues to watch, he may get needle eyes. He pulled Xue Ruyue to go out, but saw Xue Ruyue standing stubbornly on the spot, crying harder than Su Qinglian, as if the Qiantang River had burst its embankment, and the river was surging forward.
Bi Yuntao rubbed his forehead regretfully. He had forgotten that all women loved to watch romantic dramas, and even strong women like Xue Ruyue were not spared.
Bi Yuntao hurriedly whispered in her ear: "These two want to rekindle their old friendship, but why are you standing here to hinder them?"
Xue Ruyue sobbed and responded softly, and was about to walk out when she heard a soft "buzz" sound. The strings of the piano vibrated. I don't know when Su Qinglian was sitting on the Yao that had not been opened for thirty years. Next to the piano, he gently opened the strings and sang: "The road to the pavilion with green poplars and fragrant grass is easy to go when you are young. The five o'clock clock is still dreaming at the top of the building, and the March rain is sad at the bottom of the flower. Ruthless is not as bitter as sentimentality, and one inch can turn into thousands of strands. . When the end of the world is limited, there is only endless love."
A poem by Yan Shu was sung pitifully by this woman.
Her voice is no longer the natural voice of the past, and is slightly hoarse. However, this song is sincere and sincere. It is a portrayal of her life. There is no technique, but it is sung from the heart. Thirty years of wandering and waiting, thirty years of dreaming, but once we see her, her beauty has aged, her time has faded, and her appearance has faded. How much resentment and misery there was in the process are all blended into this little song. There are emotions and situations, and it’s hard not to be moved.
Xue Ruyue had already burst into tears, lying in Bi Yuntao's arms and crying. Bi Yuntao thought that he had developed a heart of stone, but he never thought that when faced with this situation, his eyes would turn red and he said with emotion, " Since ancient times, beauties lament their old age, and heroes are not allowed to grow old."
"Bi Yuntao." Xue Ruyue looked at him with tearful eyes and sobbed: "Will you also imitate Mr. Huang?"
Learn from him? Want to imitate him and become Chen Shimei? Am I stupid? The world is so big and there are so many beauties. Indulgence is my pursuit, excess is my dream, arrogance is my ambition. I am a loyal fan of Prime Minister Cao. I am determined to get drunk on the knees of beautiful women and wake up the man who holds the power in the world. Naturally, the more wives the better, how can I miss the beauty who loves me deeply because of red tape and etiquette! If I don't have this awareness, how can I still hang out in the Neptune Realm!
Besides, I'm much smarter than this old man Huang. He is smart in most things, but he is stupid in this matter. If I were him and Su Qinglian dared to play tricks on me, I would dare to be disrespectful and tie her up and worship her in the bridal chamber. The bigger this matter gets, the better. It is best to let everyone in the world know that she, Su Qinglian, has already married me. It was already a done deal. No matter how unwilling she was, she could no longer tolerate her, so she had to be obedient. Be my woman, no matter how she behaves when the time comes, "I hope you will treat me wholeheartedly."
"Tch!" Bi Yuntao said disdainfully: "Why imitate him? He is so stupid. This old man should imitate me."
"What can I learn from you?" Xue Ruyue said as she wiped her tears.
"Learn from me, be strong, domineering, philanthropic, and move forward courageously. When facing the woman you like, if you can't do it vertically, then horizontally, if horizontally, then roll. There are thousands of ways to do it, just never let go. But this old man Huang got into it If you go into the bull's horns, you are considered stupid." Bi Yuntaotian said shamelessly.
The originally very touching artistic conception was completely destroyed by Bi Yuntao's almost hooligan remarks. Xue Ruyue was angry and annoyed, but this man didn't know what was going on. He could make people cry when he was partial to laughing, but he was partial to tears. Sometimes, it makes people laugh, it’s really annoying.
Before the two of them finished talking, they heard a bang and the sound of the strings breaking. Looking closely, it was Su Qinglian's pale fingers that broke the strings with force. She looked at Mr. Huang and said slowly: " Mr. Huang, this Yaoqin was a gift from you in the past, and I will return it to you today, which also ends the thirty-year friendship."
Huang Lao pursed his lips and was speechless. Su Qinglian smiled miserably, hurried out of the cabin, and was about to jump into the lake at the risk of her own life.
Bi Yuntao was watching the excitement and didn't mind the trouble. He rushed forward with quick eyes and hands, grabbed Su Qinglian's sleeve and said: "Sister Su, the water is shallow here, so go over there."
"You, what do you mean by this?" Su Qinglian asked in shock.
Bi Yuntao smiled and said: "If Sister Su jumps into a river to show her ambition, it will be a good story if she dies. Since she is seeking death, she naturally has to find a place with deep water."
Su Qinglian's face suddenly stiffened. How could anyone persuade someone like this? I'm obviously just showing off, isn't this pushing myself towards death?
At this moment, Mr. Huang had already rushed forward, took Su Qinglian's hand, and said excitedly: "Qinglian, you must not be impulsive. I was the one who betrayed you in the past. I apologize to you, so please Please give me another chance."
Su Qinglian pretended to be reserved and cried: "What's the use of telling me this now? Let me go, let me go, let me die."
Mr. Huang held Su Qinglian tightly, but the two of them got entangled.
