Matrilocal Marriage

"Hold it! The younger generation has no intention of offending, but this thing really doesn't work. No matter what magical effect your practice has, it's psychological. The younger generation can't make it, and Yixi can't make it. Let's talk about something else. , I'm so sorry."

It was the Taoist master of the Xuan character generation, Xuan stopped talking as soon as he heard Yun An's refusal. There was no anger on his face, only a slight frown, and a trace of loss in his eyes.

"Also, if the donor Yun has been trusted, he can tell the troubles in his heart to the poor Tao."

Yun An was a little embarrassed, and comforted: "The Dao Master doesn't have to be discouraged. Perhaps the younger generation and Yixi don't have this opportunity. I believe Dao Master will find a suitable heir."

Xuan Yi (got gou) closed the corner of his mouth and replied, "Thank you."

Yun An sighed and said, "Actually, the younger generation has gone so far to ask you...what do you think about the feelings between the same poles."

"Why does the cloud donor ask such a question?"

Yun An hesitated for a moment. She remembered that Lin Buxian once said to herself that although Xuan Yi's long method is not understood, but aside from this, her virtues are very high, Taoism is superior, and she can bear the "Xuan" generation. .

Moreover, Xuan Yi did keep tight-lipped about his female (sexual xing) identity. After some weighings, Yun An said, "Because juniors...like women. Some things are left unshared in my heart, and I have never encountered them. People like juniors are a little lonely after a long time."

"If you just feel distressed in your heart, why bother with the donors? As far as you know, Miss Lin Si has good conduct and is an extremely intelligent woman. She will surely be able to solve the problems and worries for the donor Yun."

Yun An sighed and shook his head.

Xuan Yi said with a clear look, "Could it be that Yun Donor's troubles are related to Miss Lin Si?"

"...That's it."

Xuan Yi thought about it, and said, "There is a saying in the Taoist scriptures that there are thirty-three heavens in the world. The place where you and I live is the world of whirling. There are sentient beings above and below this world. , In this world, things that the world does not understand may be sparse and ordinary things in other worlds. Why not have the same poles? Besides, Miss Lin Si, there is some connection between Poor Dao and Miss Si, Mrs. Lin Every year I take Miss Si to Qingxuguanzhai for a few days. The poor Taoist will treat her body alone for Miss Lin Si. When we get along with the poor Dao, she feels that although the fourth lady is a lady who is well versed in etiquette, she is definitely not a dogma. Not only that, Miss Four is also a rare and wonderful woman, she is good at learning and thinking, and she is also able to put herself in the position to consider others. She also understands what is "harmony but difference" and how to live with people with different concepts. ."

"Then you say... a woman like her, maybe, I mean... maybe like me, do you like women?"

"Why not?"

"How is it possible? There are so many injustices to women in this world, and the secular ethics and rites make it difficult for women to do anything. Yixi's shoulders carry the prosperity and decline of the entire Lin Mansion. There is no room for half a gap. How can she do such a'dangerous' thing? "

Yun'an almost roared out of the confusion that had been pressing in his heart these days. Lin Buxian’s retention was a kind of "hint" in Yun'an's eyes. Although it was not a promise, it was at least a signal of communication. They are just married couples! As long as she exists for one day, Lin Buxian can't get married again. She is twenty years old, and she is not too young in this era. Unless she intends to do a fake show with herself, what else will she do?

In such a world, if there is no such "husband and wife" (guanguan) system, Yun An does not think that he can still get along with Lin Buxian like he does now.

Xuan Yi looked at Yun'an and asked, "Have the donor ever heard that'the trapped beast will eat'?"

"Just... where there is oppression, where there is resistance?"

Xuan Yi was startled, and replied, "This is a wonderful explanation for Donor Yun. Pang Dao thought that Miss Lin Si was definitely not the kind of woman who never stepped out of the house. Although she was not as good as Donor Yun, she had this disguise and walked. It’s convenient in the world, but since Miss Lin Si took over the family business, she has also come into contact with many outsiders of all shapes (colors) (colors). How does Yun Donor feel that'the world has many constraints on women'? It's not because Have more knowledge and comparison?"

"That's it."

"Then Miss Lin Si, how could not be aware of this? Especially since she and Yun Donor are living together day and night, wouldn't she understand anything from Yun Donor's words and deeds?"

"But I'm different from her, she has a heavy burden on her shoulders."

"Because of this, how much life does Miss Lin Si have to live for herself? It is difficult to choose her birth, family relationship, and family business. It is like a heavy iron fence that imprisoned Miss Lin Si, perhaps only the affection. In fact, it is something that Miss Lin Si can master and choose as she pleases."

Xuan Yi's words silenced Yun An.

Xuan Yi continued, "Instead of being so troubled by the donor, it’s better to think about it the other way around, this is the word'worth.' Whether it's business or love, except for blood (flesh) family affection, everything in this world is (脱tuo) Do not use these two words. If the benefactor asks whether Miss Lin Si will like women, it is better to think about whether there is such a woman in this world that'worthy' Miss Lin Si is desperate."

Xuan Yi’s words were shocking, Yun An’s heart felt as if he had been hit by a heavy hammer. Yun An felt that she was not worthy of these two words. Yun An always had a backup plan in her heart. She has been very happy since she became an adult. It is rare to put all the "eggs" in one basket, and always plan consciously or unconsciously: what if... then so, if not, so what.

How can such a self deserve the word "worth"?

When I wanted Lin Buxian to "speak up" and then think again, did he ever fight for the other side for a while?

Especially in the context of such an era, two women are together, betting with their lives. At first, I was only washing my feet by the river and I was going to be caught in a pig cage, not to mention such a violation of "conventionality". thing?

"Thank you, Master Dao. His words, such as divine enlightenment, have benefited the younger generation deeply."

"There is a saying, poor Dao should be given to the donor."

"Dao Master, please speak."

"Life is short, don't regret it."

...

Yun An left Xuanyi’s yard, and just halfway through, he ran into a family member full of arms. The family member was full of horror when he hit the master’s house, but he didn’t dare to stop. He ran and shouted. : "The decree is here, the decree is here."

Yun An's heart sank, fearing that the news of the death of the crown prince had arrived in Los Angeles.

Yun An quickened his pace and ran to the front hall.

As soon as he entered the courtyard gate, Yun An was taken aback. The front yard of the Lin Mansion was full of people kneeling on the ground. The maidservants knelt in the courtyard quietly, no one dared to look up.

Yun An's heart also jumped wildly, and even the picture of Lin Mansion being convicted flashed through her mind. She was worried about Lin Buxian and hurried to the main hall.

Directly in front of the main seat in the hall, there stood a post office official who was servant. Behind the post building stood several guards from the Los Angeles government. They had a three-inch strip of white cloth tied in the middle of their foreheads. Holding a shining scroll in his hand, all three of the Lin family knelt in front of the man. Seeing Yun'an walk in, the man just glanced at Yun'an indifferently, and said nothing.

Yun An hugged his fist towards the man, walked to Lin Buxian's side, pushed the hem of his shirt back, and knelt down.

The atmosphere in the hall was very depressing, and there was dead silence, even the sound of breathing could not be heard.

Yun An quickly opened the vcr, but this time she did not go to film the imperial decree that she "dreaked" to be recorded in the book, but called up a list.

That is the list made by the laboratory for Yun'an, connected to Yun'an's space, recording the storage status of Yun'an space and all the items currently in the space.

Yun'an kicked the folding fan that Lin Buxian had given him into his arms, and quietly held his wrist, his thumb was near the sensor recognizer, and the space could be opened by pressing his thumb on the sensor for a few seconds.

Yun An quickly scanned the list. There were a few self-defense weapons in her space, but unfortunately they were all cold weapons, and a few bottles of anti-wolf spray...

In a short period of time, Yun'an had planned the most reasonable escape route. She chose a bottle of anti-wolf spray, which was within reach, and the effect was the best.

Lin Buxian should not be able to run. Fortunately, her weight is very light. When these people are hit, she can run away with Lin Buxian on her own.

As for the Lin Weis... they can only do their best.

Is there enough time left to send the Lin family three overseas...?

It would be better if Blue Star's technology were more advanced, and this space of its own could not accommodate life forms, otherwise the Lin family of three would be squeezed in it, so why not escape?

...

As time passed bit by bit, Yun An felt as if her head was bearing a heavy load. She didn't dare to turn her head, for fear of losing etiquette and encumbering the people around her.

Finally, there was a trembling robe, and Xuan's long and energetic voice sounded: "Blessed Tianzun, the poor way is late, and I hope to forgive me."

Although the post officer still had a cold face, he saw Xuan Yi's eyes obviously respectful, and said, "Your Majesty has a decree.

"Thank your majesty."

Xuan Yi flicked the dust in his hand, pinched a Dharma seal and stood in front of (xiong) to show respect.

The post officer shakes off the imperial edict, and read aloud: "The emperor will be transported by heaven, and the emperor said: The crown prince passed away, my heart is greatly embarrassed, and I remember the prince’s past life, and he can be a loyal emperor and courtesy. The crown prince’s death is the death of the country and the misfortune of the Gao family. I want to open three altars for the prince, set up sea clubs, call out the celestial masters of the four seas, high monks, and enter Beijing as soon as possible. Fa conference, please this."

"Long live my emperor!"

The post officer rolled up the imperial decree, took out a sandalwood box from his arms, took out a gold (color) token from it, handed it to Xuan Yi, respectfully said: "Master Xuan Yitian, this is a token gifted by you. The token can go straight to the inner court, and local governments must not hinder it."

"Thank you, wait for the poor road to clean up one or two, and set off as soon as possible."

Yun An released his hand, leaving a few white (color) fingerprints on his wrist, and it took a long time for the blood to come back.

Beads of sweat came out of her forehead, and she exhaled in relief. It turned out to be a false alarm.

Yun An turned his head and glanced at Lin Buxian. The other party was also looking at her. When Lin Buxian saw Yun An's pale face and sweat beads on his forehead, a trace of pain passed in his eyes, which prevented any outsiders. Lin didn't envy or expressed much in the presence, but he held Yun'an's arm, and the two climbed up from the ground together, and then pulled Yun'an to the side.

The post officer who delivered the decree hurriedly walked out, Lin Wei followed to send it off, Lin Buxian motioned to Yun An to follow along, and she helped Madam Lin to sit down.

Mrs. Lin's face (color) was also not good-looking, obviously she was very scared.

...

After seeing the post officer away, Lin Wei's face (color) was actually uglier than Mrs. Lin, and he hurried back without Yun An even saying a word.

When the two returned to the main hall, Lin Wei said solemnly: "Order to go down, put away all the (yan) (color) objects in the mansion and replace them with plain (color) food. From now on, the meals will be forty-nine days. It also needs to be integrated."

"Yes, father."

Lin Wei was silent for a long time, not knowing what he was thinking about, and then said, "Being closed to thank the guests, everything will be stopped from now on. All the restaurants, tea shops, and inns under Lin's family will be closed. Only the rice noodle shops and cloth shops are left. The pawnshops and the money houses that do not commit taboos should be kept low-key."

"Yes."

Lin Wei sighed and said, "I will go personally over where the house is separated. You can stay in the house these days and go."

...

Coming out of the main hall, Lin Buxian and Yunan walked side by side on the road, silent all the way, walking to a secluded place. Lin Buxian stopped, took out a silk handkerchief from his cuff, and thought about it or handed it to the silk handkerchief. Yun'an said softly, "Scared, right?"

"Thank you." Yun'an took the veil.

"It's the first time I have seen the imperial edict."

Standing in front of Lin Buxian, Yun An lowered his head, opened his palms, gave a wry smile, and said, "Look, my palms are all sweaty."

Lin Buxian took a deep breath. After thinking about it, he put his hand in Yun'an's palm. If it had been placed in the past and had just received a national funeral, Lin Buxian would never be like that.

But she did it anyway, thinking of Yun'an's identity as the "daughter of a criminal minister", her heart became muffled and her breathing was uncomfortable.

"Don't be afraid, I promise you that before the crisis comes, I will break this (guanguan) system first and send you out."

Yun An's heart twitched, and instead he grasped Lin Buxian's slender jade fingers, his hands were cold, a bit colder than usual.

The woman who comforted her in front of her was also scared.

"Yixi."

"I'm here." Lin Buxian plucked up the courage and shook Yun'an's hand back. She knew the situation in the mansion best. Few people came on this road, and the people in the mansion were still waiting in the front yard at this time It is even more unlikely that someone has ordered.

"Can I hug you? Just a moment."

"Good." There was no hesitation, no hesitation, only a simple word.

In the next moment, he was placed in a warm embrace, and the unique fragrance lingered in his nose, turning into bursts of peace of mind.

Yun An hugged Lin Buxian's waist, put his nose on Lin Buxian's shoulder, and let out a long sigh of relief.

...

Just now, Yunan thought that the imperial decree was going to be sent to Lin Mansion.

But what Yun An didn't know was: Lin Buxian also had the same concern. She thought Yun An was going to be wiped out by His Majesty.

As the so-called caring is chaotic, two equally transparent people were lost in judgment by the worries in their hearts.

Hearing Yun An's sigh, Lin Buxian raised his hand and stroked Yun An's back, coaxing, "It's all right."