Daze Village, an unknown small place in the Jiang Dynasty.
There were only a hundred families in this village, and it didn't take long for the people at the end of the village to know what happened at the head of the village.
Today, the usually quiet village became lively.
"This girl's eyes are bright, and I like her … Girl, what's your name?"
The iceman was gorgeously dressed, and his clothes were colorful and bright, making people wonder if he was wearing a flower pot.
Ning Wanyue timidly said, "My daughter's name is Wanyue."
"Wanyue? That's an elegant name. Who named it? "the fat iceman asked.
Before Ning Wanyue could answer, the fat auntie on the side answered, "This name was given by the poor father of Wanyue."
Since the establishment of the Jiang Dynasty, the empress opened the imperial examinations, and many young people dreamed of reaching the sky in one step.
Ning Wanyue's father was one of them.
Unfortunately, his talent was not high, and he could only read a few words in the past few years. Not long ago, he was bitten to death by a poisonous snake while working in the field.
Wanyue's mother died early, and her father also passed away. The family was penniless, and now they were so poor that they couldn't even feed themselves.
Knowing that a noble had come to the village to choose a girl as a child bride, Wanyue's aunt hurriedly brought the little burden out.
The iceman asked again, "Can you read?"
Wanyue timidly nodded. The iceman turned around and talked with the people accompanying him, and after a while, he decided on Wanyue.
Aunt Wanyue happily pushed her out, and turned around to accept the "betrothal gift" from the iceman. The young and ignorant Wanyue followed the iceman into the carriage, her face full of bewilderment. She didn't know where her future would go with this carriage.
Wanyue knew what a child bride was, and several families in the village had also bought a child bride.
She thought that her husband was either an old man in his thirties or forties, or a three or four year old urchin.
However, after a month, she was suddenly at a loss when she saw the handsome, tranquil young man.
Such a good-looking immortal would actually worry about not being able to find a wife?
"Why did you send this child here?"
The voice was cold, like the tinkling of a clear spring, seeping with a chill.
The plain-clothed young man sat under the porch with a zither on the table in front of him. A similarly plain white forehead cloth was neatly placed on his forehead and two plain white belts were wrapped around his waist. It was a long mourning attire. His eyes swept over Wan Yue's face without a trace of emotion. With just a glance, Wan Yue was so scared that she took two steps back, timidly hiding behind Iceman.
"The eldest lady said that Grand Tutor Wei should continue the bloodline."
Iceman's voice was not as frivolous as before, but with a trace of indifference that was difficult for others to understand. In short, it was very imposing.
"Heh —"
The young man snorted coldly with a mocking smile on his face.
Iceman pushed Wanyue out from behind him. "If Second Langjun is not willing, I will come back in half a year to take this child away."
Iceman left, leaving only the moon and a few large and small bags, which contained a lot of gold and silver jewelry and clothes of good materials.
The young man continued to play the zither. Wanyue didn't understand what he was playing, but she thought it was beautiful.
She stood under the porch and basked in the sun all afternoon, not knowing to find a shady place to hide from the sun.
At dusk, the young man returned to the house with the zither in his arms and came out after a while.
"What is your name?"
The young man handed her a glass of water. Wan Yue took it and greedily drank a few mouthfuls, almost choking.
"This little one's surname is Ning, and my maiden name is Wan Yue."
The young man sat under the porch, casually wearing a pair of crudely made wooden clogs.
He looked at the petite Wan Yue and asked, "How old are you?"
"Eleven."
The young man murmured, "Only eleven years old … Ha, this is ridiculous."
Wan Yue didn't dare to move. Before Iceman came, he had repeatedly ordered her to follow all kinds of rules into her head.
The young man said again, "Then do you know what they want you to do?"
Wan Yue said, "To be Langjun's wife."
She spoke very bluntly, her eyes dark and clear.
After a while, a hand with distinct fingers appeared on Wan Yue's head, rubbing her hair.
"You're only eleven years old. If I were born five or six years earlier, you could be my daughter."
Wan Yue tilted her head and asked anxiously, "Then should I call you daddy?"
The young man was speechless.
"Forget it, forget it. Why should I get angry with a child like you." The young man sighed and said, "Just call me big brother."
Wan Yue asked, "Big brother? Then can Wan Yue still be your wife? "
The young man laughed. "You're so young. What do you know about a wife?"
Wan Yue hung her head and twisted her sleeves, not daring to say another word.
The young man lived deep in the mountains. It was a beautiful place with beautiful scenery.
But for some reason, the young man was a vegetarian all year round, wearing plain clothes as if he was observing mourning for someone.
Wan Yue lived in a house near the young man and had nothing to do all day.
She saw that the courtyard was empty and felt that it was a waste to leave it empty, so she rolled up her sleeves and started weeding.
The young man's daily routine was either playing the zither or painting or staring blankly at the sky. Seeing Wan Yue like this, his interest was slowly aroused.
"What are you doing?"
"There's a lot of land outside. Once the weeds are cleared, we can plant cabbages. We'll be able to eat fresh vegetables in the future."
The young man tucked his hands in his sleeves and said to Wan Yue, "Someone will bring us fresh fruits and vegetables every day. There's no need to grow them ourselves."
Wan Yue gasped. The young man continued, "What else? Where do you think the food I've been eating these days came from?"
Wan Yue was even more confused. For the first time, she was extremely curious about the young man's identity.
She lived here for a few days and found that the young man's courtyard was very large. But inside and outside, there were only two living people, the two of them.
"Do you think living here is very boring?" The young man carried a zither and found a place to sit on the ground. He played a few times and turned to look at Wan Yue. "That's true … this place is very remote and close to the imperial mausoleum. Ordinary people wouldn't dare to come close …"
Only then did Wan Yue realize that they were actually living in the back mountains of the imperial mausoleum.
"It's, it's not very boring … I can see Langjun every day. I feel like a whole day isn't enough."
Wan Yue was an honest child. She said whatever she wanted to say, straightforward and pure.
"Can you read?" the young man asked her.
"I can read a few words."
The empress set a precedent and set up girls' schools in various places. Not only did they teach women how to read, read, and calculate, but they were also taught self-defense techniques for four years. In the Jiang Dynasty, if a woman wanted to marry well or to become an independent woman, she had to choose a husband.
The young man asked, "Do you want to continue learning? I can teach you so that you don't have anything to do and waste your time. "
Wan Yue nodded heavily, her eyes brightening.
She loved to study, but due to a family accident, she only studied for two years before returning home.
Wan Yue's results in the girls' school were good, but compared to the young man beside her, she seemed to be nothing.
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