It was early spring and February. The spring was cold and chilly, but the peach buds on the branches had already sprouted, and the grass on the ground had already sprouted new green buds.
On the flat yard, there was a strong smell of food. The couriers transported all the grain from the warehouse to the yard, barefooted and holding wooden shovels, turning and drying the rice.
Yang Ling busied himself for a while. Seeing that the food had been distributed evenly, he put on his shoes and walked out of the Courier Station. His current job was very light. Jiming Posthouse had just fought a war, so other than some letters, he did not have any other receiving tasks. On the other hand, under the Embroidered Uniform Guards, secret information flowed endlessly.
From the situation reflected in the intelligence report, the tribes on the grassland were also constantly fighting. When they joined forces to attack the border town of Ming Dynasty, they were like a group of bandits who had cooperated to rob. They cooperated well with each other. Once they retreated, they would start to hate each other because of the uneven distribution of the dirty parts. The Tartar tribes often attacked each other and other tribes.
It was said that the Jurchen, Xifan, and some small tribes of Tartar were alone. Although they also participated in the looting, they suffered heavy losses and received the least amount of property. After this battle, their lives became even more difficult. They did not have an iron pot to cook, no salt to cook, and no proper clothes. However, at this time, the grass was long and the orioles were flying. The nomadic life that the herdsmen relied on for a living was about to begin. In this season, there was no need to worry about them attacking the Ming Dynasty.
County Magistrate Min had already taken up his post in Haining, and Bi Dusi was about to return to Jiangnan. As for Han Lin and his son, they didn't have any land to begin with. They were hunters in the mountains. In the battle at Jichao Posthouse, nearly thirty percent of the posthouse soldiers had been killed or injured, and Yang Ling was lacking manpower. He had arranged for his father-in-law and brother-in-law to join the posthouse. As for his younger brother-in-law, Han Mancang, although he was also clamoring to be a courier, his baby-faced face was too obvious even if he lied about his age, so he could only give up.
With Yang Ling's efforts and the help of County Deputy Huang and Official Wang, the rumors of " Deputy Yang accompanying a beautiful woman on a snowy night, and Scholar Gong taking in a beautiful woman in the first month " were finally contained. They did not spread to the people or the army.
After Yang Ling thought about this for a while, Ma Lian 'er's heart had calmed down, and this matter was over. Who would have thought that Young Lady Han, perhaps because they were the same age or because Ma Lian' er was the only female companion living in the post station, would become extremely familiar with Ma Lian 'er after moving into the post station for only a few days?
Even though Ma Lian 'er avoided Yang Ling, her relationship with Young Lady Han was getting closer. Yang Ling had accidentally met her two days ago, and in just a month, Ma Lian' er's face had become thinner and thinner, her chin sharper and sharper, and her eyes larger and larger, but the divine light in them had lessened.
Yang Ling didn't know whether to feel sorry or guilty when he saw this. He could only instruct people to take better care of their lives as much as he could. This was all he could do. Her life was too short, and Ma Lian 'er still had a choice. With her looks, she would undoubtedly be able to find a husband who loved and pampered her. That would be too selfish. To accept her without her knowledge, would that be love or harm? That would be too unfair to her.
He had seriously thought about his young mother. He had thought it through. From the moment he opened his eyes, his young mother was destined to be his person. From his understanding of her these days, he knew that his young mother was a very traditional and simple girl. Even when she was a complete stranger to her husband and did not have any feelings for him, she had already decided to stay chaste for him for the rest of her life, let alone now that they had such deep affection for each other.
His self-righteous thoughts back then simply wouldn't work. If he were to spend two years with his mother like this, he would definitely start a new cycle with deep regret. As for the young mother? All he left her was endless sorrow and longing.
Since that was the case, why not let them spend two years of happiness together? If he could leave her another fruit of love, Yang Ling's eyes became moist. Just the thought of being a husband and a father made him excited.
Although life was short, our life together was just as colorful. If there was another baby, even if the young mother lost herself, she would have something to rely on and would be able to live bravely. Their common child would still bring her joy and happiness.
However, when he made up his mind, that damn lie became a stumbling block. What should he tell the young lady? Even if the young lady had always obeyed him, when it came to his life and death, the little girl would definitely hang herself and not sleep with him. Was she going to rape him? Heh, I'll consider it when I can beat her.
Yang Ling rubbed his chin and smiled bitterly. He was originally a frivolous person, but ever since he met the young lady, he had become more and more calm and steady. He was not like himself anymore. This was a beautiful girl from a humble family dressed in plain clothes.
As Yang Ling walked, he thought of the young lady. Sometimes, he smiled, and sometimes, he frowned. By the river outside the East City, the water had completely melted. The clear water was running happily. He touched it with his hand. The water was still cold to the bone, but it was already bearable.
He felt that his body had become much stronger recently. The medicinal wine that his father-in-law brewed 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 say anything. He only said that the wine was brewed with mountain herbs and that it had the effect of strengthening the body.
Needless to say, this medicinal wine was authentic. The first time he drank it, he didn't know the medicinal effect. He drank three cups in a row. As a result, he felt so comfortable that night. The back of his waist was as hot as two hot water bags. He was too energetic and didn't fall asleep until half the night. Now, the young lady would make him a cup of tea every night during dinner, and the more Yang Ling drank, the more excited he became.
A young wife carrying a basket lightly jumped over the rocks on the river. When she saw a young man standing by the river and looking at her, she couldn't help but shyly float past him. When he looked at her with his bright eyes, she couldn't move her small waist for a moment.
Yang Ling's gaze followed her youthful and beautiful body as it drifted far away. He was only jolted awake by a gust of wind. He slapped himself and thought, Damn it, what's going on recently? Why do you always like to stare at beautiful women? Spring is here. Could it be that people are in heat?
Yang Ling looked at a pond in front of him and was planning to get a fishing rod to kill time when he suddenly heard a clear and delicate cry,""Husband, are you waiting for us to come back?”
Yang Ling raised his head when he heard the voice and saw Han Youniang and Ma Lian 'er walking over along the mountain path. Han Youniang was carrying a basket in her left arm and a gorgeous azalea in her right hand. Her smile was like a flower, as beautiful as a mountain spring. Ma Lian 'er was beside her. Her white clothes were whiter than snow, and she was graceful and charming.
The two of them had just returned from the mountain to pick wild vegetables when they suddenly saw Yang Ling standing by the river. Young Lady Han was overjoyed and quickly went up to him. Ma Lian 'er took two steps after him, but then slowed down and carefully mulled over Han Youniang's words."Husband, are you waiting for us to come back?”
Han Yuniang had been trying to get close to her these days, and Ma Lian 'er was smart. How could she not know? She only knew that Yang Ling had arranged for Young Lady Han to take care of her, but now she felt that Young Lady Han was trying to help Yang Ling and her. Was she really willing to let her enter the Yang Family?
When Ma Lian 'er thought of this possibility, her heart began to beat faster. She knew the young lady's position in Yang Ling's heart. If she was willing to agree, then there would be great hope. She was really stupid. Yang Ling was a fool, so why couldn't he think of pleasing the young lady? If they were sisters in the future, he would need her approval and closeness. Since that was the case, he should get along well with her now.
Young Lady Han didn't realize that she had misspoken. She ran to Yang Ling's side with a sweet smile and raised the basket as if she was presenting a treasure."Husband, I picked a lot of wild vegetables. Look, cat's ears, shepherd's purse, rat grass, and also, look, is this sour pulp big? I'll wash it and you can try it. It's delicious."
Han Youniang excitedly put down the basket, picked out the thickest and largest of the sour pulp, and ran to the river to wash it. At this moment, Ma Lian 'er walked over and smiled unnaturally at Yang Ling.
Yang Ling looked at her. Ma Lian 'er was dressed in white, much simpler than before. The gentle spring sunlight shone on her delicate and smooth face, making her look transparent. On her slender waist that could not be held, the light green belt was blown up by the mountain wind, as if it was gently pulled, and her jade body was about to be laid out. Yang Ling's lips twitched,"What's wrong with me recently?" Why are you thinking about the wrong path?
Ma Lian 'er had not changed much after a month. There were fine hairs on her lips, and she still looked like a young girl who had not shed her childishness. However, the experience and maturity of her state of mind had changed her completely. She was like a delicate peony that was too weak to be clothed.
"She's become too thin!"
"He became stronger!"
Ma Lian 'er was really like what her mother had said. Her chin was sharp, her eyes were big, and her oval face was almost like a vixen in cartoons. She was so thin and pale that it was a little exaggerated. Yang Ling, on the other hand, had a refined appearance to begin with, but he had a scholarly air to him and was a little weak. His back was straighter now, his eyes were darker and brighter, and his eyebrows were full of heroic spirit.
He was now dressed in a green robe, with red lips and white teeth. His eyes were bright like stars, and he looked like a graceful young master. Her originally pale cheeks had also turned red. When it came to red, it was really red. It was too red!
Yang Ling felt a chill run down his nose, and he wiped it off. His hand was covered in blood.。。。。Wasn't this too lame? Recently, he had felt his nose getting dry. He thought that it was because the house was still burning a brick bed or because the spring climate was dry. However, now that he saw someone with a nosebleed, it was hard to explain.
He raised his hand awkwardly. Blood was still flowing and had already flooded his mouth, so he did not 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 this the same as not saying anything? Young Miss Han looked up and panicked. She ran over and said,""What's wrong, husband? " Quick, quick, raise your head." As she spoke, she gently patted Yang Ling's forehead with her wet hand.
Yang Ling raised his head. The sky was so blue, and the white clouds were like a silk curtain. Yang Ling was lost in thought when someone suddenly stuffed a soft object into his hand. He pinched it, and it was a handkerchief. Yang Ling quickly covered his nose and wiped the blood. The handkerchief was pure white and emitted a faint fragrance.
This wasn't the scent of the young lady. The young lady's body had the faint fragrance of jasmine, and this was the fragrance of an extremely high-quality plant. Yang Ling had a thought. This is Lian 'er's thing."
The bleeding had stopped. Under the concerned gazes of the two little beauties, Yang Ling ran to the river to wash his face. Ma Lian 'er and Young Lady Han looked at Yang Ling, then at each other, before turning their heads away guiltily.
Ma Lian 'er bit her lips. She felt a little guilty, wanted to laugh, and was also a little proud. After a month of separation, she didn't expect to meet again in such a situation. He actually felt his blood boil when he saw her.
Young Miss Han looked at Yang Ling nervously, thinking,""This is bad. Father said that this medicinal wine made from ginseng, tiger bones, antler, and wolfberries is to nourish the body, but the medicine is too strong. But I saw that my husband likes to drink, so I poured more every day.。。。If I really can't take it, will my husband be alright?”
Stealing a glance, she saw Ma Lian 'er also glancing at her husband with flickering eyes. Younger brother wasn't talking nonsense. Sister Lian 'er really had feelings for her husband. The words that Man Cang 'er had told her rang in her ears again."Sister, let me tell you, we saved brother-in-law in the mountains. He's kissing that beautiful sister who lives in the post station, Sister Lian 'er.”
Young Miss Han sighed softly and remembered what her father had told her,""Young mother, a husband has his principles and a woman has her morals. Have you forgotten what Teacher taught you? Jealousy is about to have a wife! Look at the women who have been spoiled since ancient times. How can they have a good ending?
The law of the Ming Dynasty states that one can only take in a concubine if they have no children at forty, but that is for ordinary people. Officials are not included in this case. Child, there are many women in this dynasty who take the initiative to take concubines for their husbands. Who says that she is virtuous and generous? Don't leave a reputation of being jealous.
Our family was born in a humble background. You were able to marry a scholar because I saved Old Master Yang's life from the tiger's mouth back then. That's why we were engaged. You have this blessing. Look at the neighbors in our village. Who doesn't envy you?
Father's methods are accurate. The son-in-law is a kind person and treats you well. As long as you serve your husband wholeheartedly and give birth to the Yang family's descendants as soon as possible, even if the Ma family's young miss is more beautiful than you and has a better background than you, your position will still be unshakable. No one can dream of snatching it.
You can't be jealous. In my opinion, since the son-in-law also likes Miss Ma, you might as well take the initiative to help her. In the future, it will be easier to get along with her when they become sisters. The son-in-law will only respect you more. How can he not treat you well?”
Young Madam Han secretly sighed. As a wife, who didn't wish for her husband to be successful? However, if her husband was successful, he would be above everyone else." I regret teaching my husband to be a marquis." There were gains and losses.
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