bookcurios Chapter 147 My Heart is Clear
Chapter 147 My Heart is Clear
Shisiniang touched the scar on her face, not caring at all.
"With this scar, I can recognize many people more clearly."
"People say that I have flaws, but the more they say, the less I care."
"Fourth Lady, this is not a sore spot that I cannot poke. They don't know my past, nor do they know where this scar came from. If they knew, they would only praise me for being unyielding. But they are not my companions, so I will not bother to tell them."
"Words are fleeting, nothing more than that, passing by like the wind, leaving no trace in my heart."
"They don't know, but I know it clearly."
Shisiniang's eyes were bright, as if there were stars hidden in them, especially the words "my mind is clear", which made Zhao Fangyu admire her very much.
She came from thousands of years later, and faced with her situation, she might not dare to perish together with him.
But Shisiniang dared. She was not the peony in the capital, nor the weak willow in Yangzhou. She was the Hujiaqin in Longxi and the eagle born to belong to the sky.
She has a noble character, so she doesn't care about the intrusion of worldly affairs. She has walked through all the right and wrong and remains innocent. Even though her temples are covered with frost, she is still the Fourteenth Lady of the Longxi Li family, who plays the zither.
Her mind is clear... Her mind is clear...
"Fourteenth Lady, I am not as good as you."
Zhao Fangyu spoke sincerely and genuinely. The character of the Longxi Li family was not bent by imperial power, so they were able to raise such promising children as the Eldest Lady, Fourteenth Lady, and Twelveth Brother.
Zhao Fangyu did not dare to challenge Shisiniang's decisiveness. She was afraid in her heart, so she always acted weakly at times.
But Shisiniang is like a beam of light. Zhao Fangyu doesn't have to become that light. He can still feel the warmth and encouragement by standing by her.
There were tears in Shisiniang's eyes, but she smiled happily: "I knew you would understand me."
"I was born in Longxi, a legitimate daughter of Longxi. I can ride horses, shoot arrows, play the zither, chess, calligraphy and painting, and learn both civil and military arts. Could it be that I became someone's concubine?"
No one can do it, and no one is worthy.
Zhao Fangyu felt that no one in the world could be worthy of such a brilliant, passionate and outspoken Shisiniang.
"With this scar, the family that was supposed to meet me broke up. In my eyes, the so-called marriage in this world is nothing more than this, nine parts fake and one part true. Once a woman gets married, she can only spend the rest of her life reminiscing about the deep love of her youth."
"I have walked half of Daliang along this journey. I have seen more mountains, more water, and more people than others. I want to see more. I am unwilling to give up."
Shisiniang pulled Zhao Fangyu to the table, and there were rolls of books, one after another, all of which were gifts that Shisiniang wanted to give to Zhao Fangyu.
"It took me a long time to get here because I visited many places. I have to draw all of this so that Jiu Niang and the others can see it."
After this incident, Shisiniang seemed to have suddenly awakened her spiritual power, and Zhao Fangyu seemed to have witnessed an ascension in broad daylight, and it was extremely exciting just to watch.
The two of them drank facing the moon and sat together under the banana tree in the banana hut to look at the moon.
"How does he treat you?"
Shisiniang asked Zhou Qinghe.
Zhao Fangyu was a little drunk, and his tone was vague: "It's okay. Now it seems that he is better than his father."
"Fortunately, the backyard is clean. I can't bear to see the soldiers and civilians suffer. There is no turning back. I will endure it no matter it is good or bad."
How could there be any room for maneuver when the emperor granted the marriage? It was already a blessing from heaven that she could choose Zhou Qinghe, a man who was pure and self-disciplined, had no one to rely on except her, from among the princes.
Otherwise, if it was the Third Prince, half of her dowry would have been spent before she even got married.
Shisiniang could hear the melancholy in Zhao Fangyu's tone. She couldn't tell how much love Zhao Fangyu had for Zhou Qinghe. The two of them were just a couple who had to live together. Their feelings were even shallower than what they had decided after seeing each other.
"Si Niang, the world is bustling with people because of profit, and the world is bustling with people because of profit."
"You are also a very good woman, good at reading, poetry and prose, and you are good at playing the konghou and pipa. You can earn a lot of money, but you don't regard human life as grass."
"For an ordinary person with your family background, mastering only one or two things would be enough. But you are different. No matter when and where you are, you always want to learn something."
“No matter how much you learn, no matter how detailed you learn, you always stand at the foot of the mountain and look up at the top. You always have a humble heart and never slack off day and night. I can’t do that.”
"I am like a bow string. Once the arrow is shot out, it will be shot out. The worst that can happen is my life."
"You are like a mother clam, swallowing up the suffering bit by bit, wrapping it up, and soaking it into pearls."
The night wind blew slowly, and a red leaf that came from nowhere fell on Zhao Fangyu's face. His eyes went dark for a moment, then suddenly became clear.
The red leaves were taken away by Shisiniang, and Zhao Fangyu felt that for a moment, he also fell into a state of clarity.
"There are hundreds of kinds of rice in the world, and there are hundreds of kinds of people. I once walked alone, but later I found that I was just asking for trouble."
"Fourteenth Mother, I have met a good mother, a good sister, and now, I have a good friend like you."
There are tens of millions of people in the world, but it is hard to find a true friend.
She was extremely lucky to have met three of them.
That night, Shisiniang slept in the same room with Zhao Fangyu. They enjoyed the night breeze and drank wine. Shisiniang felt better, but Zhao Fangyu was sick for two days.
Shisiniang was still a little uneasy, so Zhao Fangyu wrote to her and asked Zhao Fangjin to come and take her out to play.
Soon, Chunshao brought the bitter medicine. Zhao Fangyu, who would usually take a while to finish it, drank it all in one gulp. Then she asked someone to bring the official newspaper and read it to her word by word.
As I was reading, I saw in the official newspaper that the third prince had made great achievements in Longxi.
The person who wrote this news was probably a vassal of the Third Prince. Even though it was a neutral official report, it still contained a lot of personal opinions, openly praising and secretly criticizing, and it compared and disparaged the other princes.
"Any news from my cousin?"
Zhao Fangyu asked Chunshao who was standing nearby, and Chunshao shook her head.
There was no news from the palace. I guess the emperor was unhappy, otherwise he would not have come up with such a method to win public support.
Zhao Fangyu didn't believe that the emperor couldn't see the third prince's ambition, but she couldn't bear to see such a hopelessly rotten person ascend to the throne.
Now he is not even the crown prince, but he has behaved like this, forcing Fourteenth Lady to destroy herself in order to save herself.
If he ascends the throne someday, won't he try every possible means to oppose Longxi?
What would Shisiniang do then? What would Zhou Qinghe do? How could Baixin obtain a peaceful and prosperous world under the hands of such a foolish and incompetent person?
Zhao Fangyu had ambitions in the past, but they faded away as soon as he thought about it.
But now, she wants to give it a try.
"I'll show the flour medicine I developed a few days ago to the doctors."
Yang Xiaofei couldn't bear to see her making money, but she insisted on making it, and she wanted to make a lot of money, which made others jealous.
Chunshao received the instructions and left, while Zhao Fangyu asked Diecui to help her get up and put on her makeup.
After changing into a camellia jacket made of ten kinds of brocade, the news that Zhao Fangyu was going to inspect fourteen states despite his illness was delivered to the Third Prince's mansion within a stick of incense.
"It's a pity that the Second Prince was naughty in the past, and now no one knows about his achievements, and no one cares. Otherwise..."
Zhao Fangyu sighed deeply, his face full of melancholy.
The person who was secretly following him relayed everything Zhao Fangyu did and said word for word to Yang Xiaofei, who was lying on the beauty's bed.