Comprehensive film and television: Queen Queen uses her beauty to commit crimes

Chapter 240 Dream?

The youngest son does not have a name yet. According to convention, he can be given a name at the latest when he is one year old. However, according to the Sheng family's custom, he should be named and included in the family tree on his 100th day.

Aunt Wei's eyes suddenly became wet when she saw the baby in the cradle whose color had not yet faded.

The room was much hotter and stuffier than outside, but Aunt Wei, who had taken care of her younger brothers and sisters, knew that children like warmth and fear cold, so this temperature was just right for him.

The maid in the room was methodically boiling water and burning charcoal in the side room, while the main house was filled with the aroma of medicine, without any pungent smell of charcoal.

The maid next to her saw Aunt Wei fiddling with the incense powder in the incense burner and stepped forward to explain,

"Madam Wei, this medicinal incense is a prescription prescribed by the doctor. It is harmless to children. It is just to make them sleep more soundly. We have also opened the window in the side room for ventilation, so the young master will not choke.

Here is the recipe, please take a look."

At the same time, he took a spoonful, wrapped it in a piece of paper and handed it to Aunt Wei.

Without the master's instructions, the maid would never do such a thing, and Aunt Wei naturally knew it.

At the same time, the maid continued to speak,

"Mrs. Lin said she's going to take a nap first, so she won't bother you."

Lunch break usually lasts less than an hour, so Aunt Wei could naturally hear the hidden meaning in the conversation.

She turned her head and met Molan's proud little face.

My heart softened and I felt infinite gratitude.

She squatted down, held Molan's little hand, and tears flowed down unconsciously.

"Good people will be rewarded, thank you, little sis.

When I fast, recite sutras and worship Buddha on the first and fifteenth day of every month in the countryside, I also dedicate the merit to her."

……

After the seventh day, when Wei Xiaoniang was buried, Aunt Wei left.

Before leaving, she went to look for Madam Wang and Sheng Hong again.

This is not for anything else, just a simple apology.

Madam Wang seemed a little embarrassed because she felt the same way, but Sheng Hong took it as his due.

It was not until the baby was over a hundred days old and Minglan's body was completely recovered that the Sheng family and their entourage set out on the waterway to Tokyo.

The child was named "Changzhuo".

There is a tree on the mountain of Taishi. Its leaves are shaped like pears with red veins. It is called "栯木". Those who eat it will not feel jealous.

The choice of this word implies a gentle and kind temperament, and one that does not fight, compete, or be jealous or envious.

It is very likely that as the youngest son, the eldest son has to have such a personality in order to make the family harmonious and complete.

If one is born in a family of officials, one's character must also be suitable so as not to suffer a life of misery and have a bad ending.

Molan thought Sheng Hong's wish was very practical.

……

Lin Xiaoniang arranged the travel plan for the Sheng family very well. As the situation had been unstable recently and there were many bandits on the water, she hired two ships of bodyguards for escort at a large expense.

The female members of the family, led by Old Lady Sheng, and Chang Zhuo, who still needed the care of his wet nurse and maid, took a large ship, while Sheng Hong, along with his two sons Changbai and Changfeng, the housekeeper and other servants, boarded another large ship with a wealthy businessman from Yangzhou.

The ship was large, so it had many guards and boatmen, not to mention that Lin Xiaoniang had hired two ships of bodyguards, which made her feel much more at ease during the trip.

Old Madam Sheng had no objection to Lin Xiaoniang's arrangement, nor did she think it was extravagant.

When a family travels together, safety is the most important thing. If you wait until an accident happens before regretting it, it will be too late.

Yao Yiyi, who has fully recovered, sat on the bow of the boat in the night, looking at the river. The lights on the shore were gradually moving away from her. Her heart was like the rippled water and could not calm down for a long time.

The stepmother...is not kind?

Mrs. Wang was just not very smart, and she was not very close to him. Rather than being unkind, it would be better to say that she was too lazy to care. After all, she had two daughters and one son, the eldest of whom was about to get married, and she was busy like a top every day.

Now the mansion is run by a young woman named Lin Qinshuang.

The concubine is in power and the family is in unrest?

The harmonious atmosphere in the Sheng Mansion made Yao Yiyi feel that all the domestic fighting stories she had read before were fake.

Minglan is pitiful?

Yes, I lost my biological mother.

But... even after her biological mother passed away, her share of allowance was not deducted. Instead, it increased. She had more maids around her, and she was promised that she would be assigned a qualified mother when she arrived in Bian Jing.

Sheng Hong and Yao Yiyi see each other almost every two days.

As someone who once had experience working in the government, Yao Yiyi knew after just two encounters that Sheng Hong was an absolute career-oriented man, the kind who would put family aside when it came to his career.

It might be a good match in modern times, but it makes people feel a little uneasy in ancient times.

Although she still had the worst life at home, she had everything she needed, so what was there to be dissatisfied about?

Just like the new clothes she was given before leaving, she had two sets of the best soft silk clothes, and the concubine Molan had six sets of the same.

But other girls in the Kesheng Mansion, such as Rulan, only have two, and the eldest sister Hualan, who is going to marry into the Princess's Mansion, only has four.

If she compares herself to Molan in every aspect, it would be like a fart from one's belly button.

So, why was Wei Xiaoniang so anxious and unable to sleep all day?

After much thought, Yao Yiyi felt that this was probably the sorrow of women in ancient times.

Without an independent economy, without a straight back, without any support and security other than the so-called "love" of her husband, if her parents' home is not supportive, she will be walking on thin ice all her life, unable to see the other side.

What about her?

She has a family on her side, so if anything happens the Sheng family will take care of her.

So she would not be the Jia Yingchun that he imagined.

So, is that enough for this life?

Find a good man to marry, let your husband get promoted in his career, and then ask for a title of first-rank lady for yourself?

"..."

In the past, in modern times, she longed for a passionate and equal love.

But when she came to ancient times, her desire disappeared.

In this life, apart from taking care of her husband and children, does she really have no other options?

Feeling melancholy, she saw Molan on the other side, who was also "sneaky", opening the window, climbing onto the cabin, and looking at the river view.

As if possessed by some mysterious force, Yao Yiyi walked over.

"Sister Molan."

Yao Yiyi's voice was very soft. Although there were baffles and fences on the cabin so there was no need to worry about falling into the water, Yao Yiyi still felt that it was better to be safe than sorry.

Molan turned around in surprise, and when she saw it was Minglan, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"What's wrong, Minglan?"

"I just feel a little... depressed."

Yao Yiyi carefully considered her words, thinking about not being too unconventional or to the fore, and her choice of words was also very childish.

"You feel stuffy? Are you seasick?"

Seeing Molan frowning, Yao Yiyi actually thought to herself, "How can we waste such a gift?"

How can I worry about such a pretty little face?

"No, it's not seasickness, it's my heart, it's just... the kind of depression I feel in my emotions."

Molan suddenly realized and continued to ask,

"Minglan doesn't want to leave Yangzhou?"

"No, I'm just a little scared of Tokyo."

Mentioning this, Molan sighed somewhat melancholy, pretending to smile lightly and said,

"I have some, too."

“Tokyo is huge…

There is the Zhongqin Marquis’s family who look down on us, and there are also some of my father’s enemies in the officialdom.

But there are also many good families, such as the Princess's family, my grandmother's Xu family, and my eldest lady's Wang family...

Even the great scholars who are going to give us lectures are in Tokyo?

I have more friends than enemies, and my father said he would definitely be promoted again within a year, so there is nothing to be afraid of after all."

Yao Yiyi was impressed that Molan had such a thorough understanding at such a young age. She nodded and then fell silent.

The evening breeze blew and the lights on the riverside faded.

All I could hear were the sounds of "whoosh".

It's the sound of oars cutting through the water.

There is nothing left to see.

Suddenly, Yao Yiyi asked,

"What kind of person does Molan want to marry in the future?"

Molan thought for a moment and replied,

"I want to find someone who listens to me, spoils me, and obeys me in everything."

"why?"

She thought the answer would be something like, powerful, handsome and rich.

"Because I will be the head of this family and the queen of this family."

The word "Queen" touched Yao Yiyi, and she asked,

"Molan wants to be Wu Zetian?"

"Yes, don't you?"

Molan's question and the way she stared at her made Yao Yiyi evade.

"I... don't have the ability to do that."

But Molan did not obey.

"It's just a thought, and it's not against the law. I won't be beheaded."

"do you want?"

At this moment, Yao Yiyi did not notice that this was the first time that Molan did not call her "Minglan".

She pursed her lips, but finally told the truth in her heartbeat.

“I want to….”

Sometimes, once you break through the boundaries that have been strictly guarded, your thoughts and courage will be like a wild horse that has broken free from its reins.

Yao Yiyi suddenly asked boldly,

"Molan, you be the empress and I will be the queen, okay?"

"Ok?"

Molan blinked, somewhat puzzled.

"You are so beautiful and smart. If you have this idea and ability, Daddy will definitely support you even if hesitant.

As for me, I may have some little ideas, but... I am really inferior to you in every way.

I know all about the rules, manners, and brains.

So I will assist you, and when you become the emperor, how about making me a prince?"

Molan's focus was a little strange. She didn't pay attention to the details of Minglan's words, but nodded directly.

"Okay! What kind of prince does Minglan want to be?"

Yao Yiyi was stumped by this sudden question.

What...Prince?

Do you mean the title?

All the novels I had read suddenly flooded into my mind: Nightmare King, Sad King, Vicious King...

Before she could say anything, Molan clapped her hands and decided,

"King Qin."

"The King of Qin conquered the world, you also 'conquer the world' for me, and be given the title of the number one king in the world, how about that!"

Yao Yiyi was stunned.

"Eh?

I thought it would be something like Xiaoyao."

Molan rolled her eyes at her.

"What are you thinking? That's not a good title.

You need land, people, at least a salary, and gold, silver, and treasures. Otherwise, where can you go to enjoy yourself?"

Yao Yiyi was stunned for a moment, then burst out laughing.

"Ha ha ha ha."

This time he laughed heartily, as if he had let go of all the worries he had been having since the time travel.

But Molan continued to insist,

"Minglan, you have to study harder when you get to Tokyo, otherwise... I, as the emperor, would be so ashamed to have a prince like you."

"Hahahaha. Okay, of course, I will study hard under the guidance of the teacher!"

Molan nodded with satisfaction.

"Well, okay, don't be sad anymore, I should go to bed.

Don't worry, this is our little secret and I won't tell anyone else.

Just think of it as, we had the same dream together on the boat. "

Dream?

Yao Yiyi waved her hand, and she and Molan walked into different cabins.

She looked at Molan's figure, which she could no longer see in the small corridor inside the ship, but a voice in her heart shouted:

No, this is not a dream.

She wants to achieve.