It was the second month of early spring, and it was chilly. However, the peach buds on the branches had already sprouted, and the grass on the ground had already sprouted.
The flat and tidy yard exuded a strong smell of grain. The couriers transported the grain from the storehouse to the yard. Barefooted, they held wooden shovels and turned over the rice to dry.
Yang Ling busied himself for a while. Seeing that the grain was evenly distributed, he put on his shoes and walked out of the post office. His current work was very leisurely. The Chicken Crow Post had just been through a war, and other than receiving letters, he had no other tasks. However, under the rule of the Imperial Bodyguard, secret information flowed continuously.
From the information, it could be seen that the tribes on the grasslands were also in constant conflict. When they joined forces to attack the border town of Ming Destiny, they were like a group of robbers who cooperated well with each other. Once they retreated, there would be a huge rift between them because of the uneven distribution of loot. The Tatar tribes and other ethnic groups often attacked each other.
It was said that the Jurchens, Xifan, and some small Tatar tribes were isolated. Although they also participated in the plundering, they suffered heavy losses and received the least amount of loot. After the war, their lives became even more difficult. There was no iron pot for cooking, no salt for cooking, and not even a set of clothes. However, at this time, the nomadic life that the herdsmen relied on to make a living was about to begin. In this season, there was no need to worry that they would attack Ming Destiny.
County Magistrate Min had already taken up his post in Haining, and City Secretary Bi was also going to leave for Jiangnan. As for Han Lin and his son, they did not have land to begin with. They were hunters in the mountains. In the battle of the Chicken Crow Post, nearly 30% of the couriers were dead or injured. They were short of manpower, so Yang Ling arranged for his father-in-law and brother-in-law to work at the post office. As for his brother-in-law, Han Mancang, although he wanted to be a courier, even if he lied about his age, his baby face was too obvious, so he could only give up.
Thanks to Yang Ling's efforts and the assistance of County Magistrate Huang and Registrar Wang, the rumors of Yang Yicheng spending a snowy night with a beautiful woman, and Xiucai Zhengyue spending a month with a beautiful woman, were finally brought under control and did not spread to the public or the army.
Yang Ling thought that after a while, Ma Lian 'er's heart would cool down, and the matter would blow over. Who knew that Han Youniang, perhaps because the two were the same age, or because Ma Lian' er was the only female companion living in the relay station, had become very familiar with Ma Lian 'er within a few days of moving to the relay station.
Although Ma Lian 'er avoided Yang Ling, she became closer to Han Youniang. Two days ago, Yang Ling accidentally saw her once. It had only been a month, but Ma Lian' er's cheeks had become thinner and thinner, her chin sharper, and her eyes larger and larger, but the light in them had lessened.
When Yang Ling saw this, he did not know whether he should feel sorry for her or feel guilty. He could only do his best to instruct people to take care of her. This was all he could do. His life was too short, and Ma Lian 'er still had a choice. With her beauty, there was no doubt that she would be able to find a husband who doted on her and loved her. Accept her? That would be too selfish. If he accepted her without her knowledge, was that loving her or harming her? That would be too unfair to her.
As for Young-niang, he had seriously thought about it. He had thought it through. From the moment he opened his eyes, Young-niang was destined to be his. After these days of understanding, he knew that Young-niang was a very traditional and simple girl. Even when she was a complete stranger to her husband and didn't have any feelings for him, she had already made up her mind to be faithful to him for the rest of her life. Not to mention the deep affection between them now?
His original idea, which he thought was infallible, was simply not going to work. If he spent two years with Young-niang like this, as if they were family, as if they were in love, he would definitely start a new cycle of reincarnation with deep regret. And what about Young-niang? All he had left for her was endless sorrow and even more longing.
Since that was the case, why not let them spend two happy and sweet years together? If he could leave her with another crystallization of love … Yang Ling's eyes became moist. As a husband, as a father, as long as he thought about it, the heavy responsibility and sense of accomplishment made him extremely excited.
Although life is a little short, our life together is equally colorful. If there is another baby, even if Young-niang loses herself, she can have something to rely on and live on bravely. Their child together will still bring her joy and happiness.
However, when he made this decision that made him extremely excited, that damn lie became a roadblock. What should he say to Young-niang? Even if Young-niang had always been obedient to him, perhaps when it involved his life and death, the little girl would rather hang herself than go to bed. Was she going to rape him? Heh, I'll think about it when I can beat her.
Yang Ling rubbed his chin and smiled bitterly. He originally had a frivolous and lively personality, but since he met Young-niang, he became more and more steady. It was simply not like him, this gentle and graceful girl from a humble family.
As Yang Ling walked, he thought about Young-niang. Sometimes there was a smile on his lips, and sometimes there was a slight frown on his face. At the small river outside the eastern part of the city, the river water had completely melted, and the clear water was running happily. When he touched it with his hand, the water was still cold to the bone, but he could bear it.
He felt that his body had become much stronger recently. The medicinal wine made by his father-in-law was really good. He didn't know if it was the secret recipe of the Shaolin monks. When he asked, his father-in-law didn't tell him, only saying that the wine was made with rare medicinal herbs, and its function was to consolidate the foundation and strengthen the body.
Needless to say, this medicinal wine was really authentic. When he drank it for the first time, he didn't know how strong it was, so he drank three cups in a row. As a result, that night, he felt very comfortable. His back felt hot as if there were two hot water bags, but he was too energetic and didn't fall asleep until the middle of the night. Now, every night at dinner, Young-niang would make a cup for him, and the more Yang Ling drank, the more energetic he became.
A young woman with a basket jumped over the stones on the river lightly. Seeing a young man standing by the river and looking at her, she couldn't help but shyly float past him. Being stared at by his bright eyes, she couldn't even move her waist for a while.
Yang Ling's eyes followed her youthful and healthy body far away, and then he was woken up by a gust of wind. He slapped himself, "Damn, what's wrong with me recently? Why do I always like to stare at beautiful women? It's spring, could it be that people are also in heat? "
Yang Ling looked at a water hole in front of him, and just as he was thinking of getting a fishing rod to kill time, he suddenly heard a clear and tender voice, "Husband, are you waiting for us to come back?"
Hearing the voice, Yang Ling looked up and saw Han Youniang and Ma Lian 'er walking along the mountain path. Han Youniang was carrying a flat basket in the crook of her left arm, and her right hand was holding a gorgeous red flower. Her smile was like a flower, beautiful like a mountain spring. Ma Lian 'er accompanied her by her side, her white clothes were whiter than snow, graceful and charming.
The two had just returned from the mountain to pick wild vegetables when they suddenly saw Yang Ling standing by the river. Han Youniang was overjoyed and rushed to greet him. Ma Lian 'er chased after them for two steps, and then slowed down. She carefully thought about Han Youniang's words, "Husband, are you waiting for us to come back?"
Han Youniang had been trying to get close to her these days, and Ma Lian 'er was extremely smart, so how could she not know? She only thought that Yang Ling had arranged Young-niang to take care of her, but now she increasingly felt that Han Youniang seemed to be deliberately bringing her and Yang Ling together. She … Was she really willing to let her into the Yang Family?
When Ma Lian 'er thought of this possibility, her heart couldn't help but pound. She knew Young-niang's position in Yang Ling's heart too well. If she was willing to nod, then there was a great hope for this matter. She was really stupid. Yang Ling's path was not working. Why didn't she think of pleasing Young-niang? In the future, if they really became sisters, she would need her approval and be close to her. Since that was the case, she should get along well with her now.
Han Youniang didn't realize that her words were wrong. She ran to Yang Ling's side with a sweet smile, raised the basket, and said, "Husband, I picked a lot of wild vegetables. Look, cat's ear, shepherd's purse, sage grass, and also, look, isn't this Physalis big? Let me wash it and you can have a taste. It's delicious. "
Han Youniang put down the basket excitedly, picked out the thickest and largest Physalis, and ran to the river to wash it. At this time, Ma Lian 'er also came over and smiled at Yang Ling unnaturally.
Yang Ling looked at her. Ma Lian 'er was dressed in white, and her dressing was much simpler than before. The gentle spring sunshine shone on her delicate and smooth face, making her look transparent. On her slender waist, the light green belt fluttered in the mountain breeze, as if a gentle tug would make her jade-like body fall apart. The corner of Yang Ling's mouth twitched. What's wrong with me recently? Why do I keep thinking of the wrong path?
After not seeing Ma Lian 'er for more than a month, she didn't change much. There were fine hairs on her lips, and she still looked like a young girl. However, the experience and maturity of her state of mind had made her reborn. She was like a hazy, delicate peony.
"She's become too thin!"
"She's become stronger!"
Ma Lian 'er was really like what Young-niang said. Her chin was sharp, and her eyes were big. Her oval face was almost like a fox spirit in cartoons, and she was so thin and pale that it was a little exaggerated. Yang Ling, on the other hand, had a gentle appearance, but his face was full of scholarly air, and he was a little weak. Now, his back was straighter, his eyes were darker and brighter, and his eyebrows were also full of heroic spirit.
Now, he was dressed in a green robe, with red lips and white teeth, and eyes like stars. He was just like an elegant young master. His cheeks, which were originally too pale, also became rosy. Speaking of red, it was really red. Hmm … too … red!
Yang Ling felt a chill at the tip of his nose. He wiped it with his hand, and it was actually blood. Uh … isn't it too bad? Recently, he felt that his nose was always dry. He thought it was because of the fire in the house, or because of the dry spring weather. But now that he saw someone with a nosebleed, it was hard to explain.
He raised his hand awkwardly. The blood was still flowing, and it had already reached his mouth, so he didn't dare to open his mouth. Ma Lian 'er cried out in panic, "Brother Yang, you're bleeding."
Yang Ling rolled his eyes helplessly. Wasn't that the same as not saying anything? Han Youniang looked up and couldn't help but panic. She hurriedly ran over and said, "What's wrong, husband? Quick, quickly raise your head. "As she said that, she used her wet hand to gently pat Yang Ling's forehead.
Yang Ling raised his head. The sky was so blue, and the white clouds were like silk curtains. It was like thinking about heaven and earth … Yang Ling was speechless as he looked at the sky. Suddenly, a soft object was stuffed into his hand. He pinched it, and it was a handkerchief. Yang Ling hurriedly used it to cover his nose and wiped the blood. The handkerchief was white, and emitted a faint fragrance.
This was not Young-niang's scent. Young-niang's body had a faint jasmine fragrance, but this was a very high quality fragrance. Yang Ling's heart skipped a beat, "This is Lian 'er's."
The bleeding stopped. Under the two little beauties' concerned gazes, Yang Ling awkwardly ran to the river and washed his face. Ma Lian 'er and Han Youniang looked at Yang Ling, then looked at each other, and then turned their heads away guiltily.
Ma Lian 'er bit her lip, feeling somewhat guilty. She wanted to laugh, but also felt somewhat proud. After a month of separation, she didn't expect to see such a scene when they met again. When he saw her, his blood would actually surge.
Han Youniang looked nervously at Yang Ling and thought, "Oh no, Father said that this medicinal wine made from ginseng, tiger bone, deer antler, and wolfberry is good for the body, but the medicine is too strong. Husband's body is weak, so he has to drink it carefully. But I saw that Husband likes to drink it, so he poured a little more every day. I didn't think … … he really can't handle it. Is Husband going to be okay? "
Sneaking a glance, she saw Ma Lian 'er's eyes twinkle as she glanced at Husband. Han Youniang thought, Didi wasn't lying, Lian' er Jiejie really does have feelings for Husband. The words that Xiao Di had told her all at once floated into her ears, "Jie, I'm telling you, we saved Brother-in-law in the mountains. He's kissing that pretty jiejie who lives in the station, oh … … Lian 'er Jiejie."
Han Youniang sighed softly. She then thought of what Father had told her, "Young-niang, a husband has a husband's discipline, a wife has a wife's virtue. Have you forgotten what Teacher taught you? Jealousy will cause you to have a wife! Look at all the women who are spoiled and arrogant since ancient times, when did they have a good ending?
Our Ming Dynasty's law states that a man can only take a concubine if he is childless at the age of forty. But that is for the common people, not for the officials. Son-in-law's future is bright. Child, in this dynasty, there are many women who take the initiative to take a concubine for their husband. Who doesn't say that she is virtuous and generous? Don't give yourself the reputation of being jealous.
My family is of humble origins. You were able to marry the Xiucai Duke because I saved Master Yang's life from the jaws of a tiger. You have this good fortune. Look at the neighbors in our village, who isn't envious of you?
Father's eyes are good at reading people. Son-in-law is a kind person and treats you well. As long as you serve your husband with all your heart and give birth to a new generation for the Yang Family, even if Miss Ma from the Ma Family is prettier than you and has a better background than you, your position will not be shaken. No one can take it away from you.
You can't be jealous. In my opinion, since Son-in-law also likes Miss Ma, why don't you take the initiative to help her? In the future, when you become sisters, it will be easier for you to get along. Son-in-law will only respect you more. How can he not treat you well? "
Han Youniang secretly sighed. As a wife, who doesn't want her husband to be successful? But if her husband is successful, he will be a person above others. "If you regret teaching your husband, you should be conferred the title of Marquis." There are gains and losses.
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