Southerners

Chapter 144 – Extra Story – Marriage is Yours

After Meng Yixiu heard this, he happily followed Song Meisheng home.

Unexpectedly, from this day on, Song Meisheng began to have some strange dreams.

The reason why it is strange is because the dream is so real that it seems to have happened. Whether it is the person in the dream or the heart-wrenching feeling in the dream, it seems to have happened. Song Meisheng often wakes up from the dream. Come, you can touch the tears on your face.

At the beginning, there were only some blurred pictures, but as time passed, the pictures gradually connected one after another, and Song Meisheng gradually pieced together a complete plot.

The story is as poignant as a script.

The second reason is that the person in the dream is Meng Yixiu.

The Meng Yixiu in the dream is far from being as gentle as he is now, no... It can't be said that he is not gentle, but he is more hostile, and he is still good to him most of the time.But in the dream... they were that kind of relationship.

It's not uncommon for men to be popular in the Ming Dynasty. Song Meisheng knew a little bit about it. Even when he went to listen to Quer occasionally, he saw what happened between the actors in the troupe and the guests who listened to Quer...

While recalling the scene in his dream, besides the unfinished sadness, his face turned red little by little, feeling a little embarrassed.

Song Meisheng touched his face, lifted the quilt, looked at his obscene pants, and blushed even more.He is seventeen, and he doesn't understand anything.

It has been more than two years since Meng Yixiu gave him the porcelain cup.

In the past two years, the relationship between the two has grown day by day, and gradually developed in an uncontrollable direction. Song Meisheng was uneasy on the one hand, but on the other hand he couldn't help it. He didn't know if it was affected by the dream. Every time he saw Meng Yixiu, he couldn't stop thinking wildly.

After the new year, he will be eighteen, and a new round of autumn has arrived. He has prepared for six years, and naturally wants to win the rural examination in one fell swoop.

In the past few years, one is that he is still young, and the other is that because of the imperial examination, his mother never mentioned his marriage to him, but a few days ago, he overheard his parents discussing this matter.What Daddy meant was to wait until after next year's autumn, and if he didn't, he could bring up the marriage, because he would be 21 next time.

If you pass, you will wait for the results of the next year's spring. If you also pass the spring exam, you will come back to get married. If you pass, you can come back to get married.

He will be nineteen years later.

After Song Meisheng heard this, his heart was flustered, and he was bored for a few days, even Meng Yixiu didn't care much.

Song Meisheng did not go to the private school anymore, Master Song's teaching progress in the private school could no longer keep up with him, and he usually studied at home by himself.

After greeting his parents in the morning, Song Meisheng sat in the study on the second floor after breakfast, reviewing stereotyped essays.

After autumn, the begonias outside the window bloomed all over the yard, layers of pink and white flowers, dense branches and leaves, rustling in the autumn wind.

Suddenly something knocked on the window, Song Meisheng raised his head from the book, and saw the boy on the crabapple tree outside the window.

Meng Yixiu was holding a few small stones in his hand and was about to smash them when he saw Song Meisheng looked up and saw him. He smiled and threw the stones under the tree and gestured to Song Meisheng to open the window.

Song Meisheng felt a little guilty when he thought about the scene in his dream, and when he thought about the marriage that his parents said, he felt even more bored, but he hadn't seen Meng Yixiu for several days, so he paused for a while, got up and went to open the window for Meng Yixiu.

Meng Yixiu's skills got better and better. He hung his hands on the tree, kicked his feet on the tree trunk, and flew towards the window, holding the window frame with his hands, and with agility, he got in within a few strokes.

"You..." Song Meisheng was about to speak when he threw her on the table.

Meng Yixiu hugged him tightly, rubbed his chin on Song Meisheng's hair, and said in a low voice, "I miss you."

Song Meisheng's heart skipped a beat, he couldn't help being teased by the three words Meng Yixiu, and the hand that wanted to push Meng Yixiu away stopped there.

"Why don't you go out to see me these few days?" Meng Yixiu asked, "Don't you miss me?"

Song Mei moved her lips vividly, but said nothing.

But Meng Yixiu insisted on him answering, pinched his chin and asked, "Do you really miss me?"

Facing Meng Yixiu's gaze, Song Meisheng couldn't tell a lie, so she could only answer in a low voice, "I think so."

Meng Yixiu smiled in satisfaction, lowered his head and kissed Song Meisheng's brow, and asked, "Then why are you ignoring me? Did I do something wrong that made you unhappy?"

"No." Song Meisheng shook his head.

"What's the matter?"

Seeing Song Meisheng's expression, Meng Yixiu knew that something must have happened, so he asked again, but Song Meisheng still refused to say anything.

Meng Yixiu leaned his face close to him, threatening in a low voice: "If you don't say anything, I will kiss you."

Song Meisheng's ears warmed up immediately, and he murmured, "It's not like you haven't kissed before..."

Meng Yixiu said: "It's different, this time I'm going to kiss your mouth."

Song Meisheng's face was burning red, and she leaned back, trying to avoid Meng Yixiu as much as possible, and whispered, "What nonsense are you talking about, how can this be done?"

Meng Yixiu: "What's wrong? You don't like it?"

"You..." Song Meisheng simply didn't know why Meng Yixiu could say these words calmly, he was almost ashamed to death, "Get up first, I'll just tell you."

Meng Yixiu raised his eyebrows, afraid of making people anxious, he reluctantly released Song Meisheng: "Now we can talk."

Song Meisheng said: "I heard from my parents that after next year's autumn, we will discuss my marriage."

Meng Yixiu was taken aback, his eyebrows frowned, and he said after a while, "Yes...you will be eighteen next year, it's time to think about marriage."

"Why, are you unhappy?"

Song Meisheng pursed her lips and looked at Meng Yixiu's expression without blinking: "I don't know."

"What about you? What do you think?"

Meng Yixiu: "It's not very good."

Song Meisheng was a little happy in his heart, and asked: "Why?"

Meng Yixiu raised his eyebrows, why?

"Come here." Meng Yixiu said to Song Meisheng.

Song Meisheng didn't know why, so she took two steps closer to him.

Meng Yixiu lowered his head. He was much taller than Song Meisheng. When he lowered his head, his breath fell on Song Meisheng's face. It was itchy and hot. Song Meisheng's breathing was slightly suffocated and his heartbeat was chaotic. At this moment, he heard Meng Yixiu's voice. : "Close your eyes."

Song Meisheng closed his eyes as he said.

A soft kiss fell on his lips, warm and soft, Song Meisheng's heartbeat almost stopped, and he unconsciously grabbed Meng Yixiu's sleeve.

Meng Yixiu was only a young man, he was inexperienced and didn't know much, and he was a little apprehensive at the end of a casual kiss—what if Xiaojiu didn't really like him?His heart was beating so fast that his chest exploded.

"Understood?" Meng Yixiu asked calmly.

Song Meisheng's face turned red to the base of her neck, and she nodded slightly after a long while: "Yeah."

"So, you can't get married," Meng Yixiu was very unreasonable, but more reasonable than Meng Huan, "I won't get married either."

Song Meisheng: "You really don't know how?"

"Of course not," Meng Yixiu frowned, "You don't believe me?"

"No, no..." Maybe it was because of the dream, Song Meisheng did have doubts, but he thought that Meng Yixiu was not the person in the dream, and Meng Yixiu was much better and gentler than that person.

"Why don't you come in through the gate, what are you doing to climb the window?" Song Meisheng blushed, so she had no choice but to change the subject.

"Isn't it because you're afraid of your father... You're going to take the Qiuwei exam next year. When your father sees me, can you still let me come in to disturb you?"

"Then you're still here to bother me?"

"Isn't it...I miss you." Meng Yixiu grinned, "I want to see you."

"Then you review your homework, and I will watch from the side, so as not to disturb you, is this the head office?"

Song Meisheng murmured to himself: "That's bothering me, I don't have the time to study when you are here..."

"What?" Meng Yixiu didn't hear clearly.

"Nothing!" Song Meisheng said quickly.

From this day on, the two of them were like young lovers having a tryst. Every day, Meng Yixiu climbed the crabapple tree and came in through the window to accompany Song Meisheng.Mr. Song and Mrs. Song have never been aware of this.

In the second year, in the third year of Xuande, Song Meisheng took part in the provincial examination in Zhejiang Province. Unsurprisingly, he won Jieyuan and became a well-known talent in Zhejiang Province.

In February of the fourth year of Xuande, Song Meisheng went to Beijing to participate in Chunwei, successfully passed the examination and became a tribute student.

In the Palace Examination in March, Song Meisheng won the first and third place, and became a real Tanhualang who was famous all over the world. He was awarded the post of Shujishi in the Imperial Academy. Most of the imperial edicts and important cabinet ministers come from Shujishi.

Han Chuang has studied hard for many years, and he finally got his head around it. This is a great joy, but Song Meisheng has been frowning lately.

Because Meng Yixiu didn't treat him as kindly as before.

During the reign of Xuande, Haiyan and Heqing, the entire Ming Dynasty was peaceful with singing and dancing, Meng Yixiu's martial arts was useless, so after staying in the army for a while, he went north with Song Meisheng to the capital.

But after Song Meisheng passed five trials and killed six generals, and was awarded the title of Shu Jishi of the Imperial Academy, Meng Yixiu was in a depressed mood. He was genuinely happy for Song Meisheng, but he also genuinely felt that there was an insurmountable gap between him and Song Meisheng.

At this time, Song Meisheng was 19 years old, just at the prime of his life, plus he was born with a handsome face, as a rookie in the court, many ministers secretly found out that he was unmarried, and they were moved.

Song Meisheng originally wanted to take his parents to live in Beijing, but Mrs. Song refused, so he wanted to teach in Pujiang. Mrs. Song followed her husband, so naturally she also refused.

Therefore, some went to Pujiang to propose marriage to Master Song and his wife, and some went directly to Song Meisheng's house to propose marriage.

But who would have thought that Meng Yixiu whispered to him at this time, it is said that the daughter of some adult family has a beautiful face and a beautiful appearance, good conduct, and will definitely be a gentle, virtuous and good wife in the future.

Song Mei exploded her lungs with anger.

The two didn't speak much for several days.

Song Meisheng's uncooperative attitude quickly aroused the dissatisfaction of some ministers in Beijing. They felt in their hearts that Song Meisheng was a kid from a remote village, so what if he got into Tanhua? , Refuse to say nothing, dare to see him directly?

With this reason, Song Meisheng's life in the Imperial Academy was not so easy.

Just when Meng Yixiu was hesitating and didn't know how to coax Song Meisheng, Song Meisheng had already pleaded guilty to the emperor, packed his bags, and placed the salute in front of Meng Yixiu, saying:

"Yixiu, let's go back to Pujiang."