Time passes quietly, like the wind blowing through the willows, quietly and warmly. At this time, it is already March in Yangchun, and more than two months have passed since what happened in the Liu family during the Spring Festival.
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For more than two months, life has been relatively peaceful. Except for the second roommate of the Liu family who came over and told Liu Qingqing something similar to what you shouldn't do, and then tactfully said that Liu Qingqing should pay attention to the eldest son Fu Yin.
There is nothing more than words like this.
The Su family did send someone here once. It was still the housekeeper who came to cancel the engagement last time, and what he said was the same old talk. He said how Lu Heng should help others, not to delay the happiness of Miss Su family, etc. Summary
Just say a word, please take out the marriage certificate as soon as possible, otherwise you will be spoiled for choice.
Regarding this matter, Lu Heng actually had nothing to hesitate about. After all, he had never met this fiancée who had been asking to break off the engagement, so there was no sense of kindness. Moreover, it seemed to be a trouble.
Therefore, when the steward of the Su Mansion was leaving, Lu Heng, who had been sitting there without saying a word, stood up, walked him to the door very kindly, and then told him that the marriage certificate would be sent to Su in a few days.
Please tell Mr. Su and the whole family not to worry. I will definitely not delay Miss Su’s lifelong happiness.
After getting this satisfactory result, the Su family's housekeeper left happily.
Seeing the Su family's butler sitting in a sedan chair, humming a little tune, and leaving arrogantly. Lu Heng stood at the dilapidated doorway, smiled faintly, closed the creaking wooden door, and returned to the house.
The bureau has already been set up, and everything that happens next depends on how things develop.
Although Lu Heng does not intend to use it at the moment, it is still prepared for self-defense. It is equivalent to making a trap and placing it there. As long as you don't touch it, everyone will be in peace and everything will be as usual.
However, if there were people who couldn't resist their temptation and wanted to give it a try, then Lu Heng could only shrug his shoulders and tell them regretfully that there would be consequences at their own risk.
Because if this bureau is triggered, the power it unleashes is indeed quite scary.
I hope the other person won’t touch it!
The errands in the palace were finished early today, so Lu Heng and Manager Fang took a leave of absence and left first. After returning home, he washed up and changed into a long gown. Lu Heng pulled Liu Qingqing, who had been plagued by rumors these days, to
I took her out. It was called an outing, but actually I took her out to relax.
After all, in this era where the war between men and women is very serious, for a woman, the rumors on the street are very scary.
The afternoon sun was warm and comfortable, and the snow that had been everywhere on the ground was now almost invisible. The breeze blew across the Qinhuai River, and wrinkles appeared on the river. The flower boats on the river swayed slightly with the breeze.
On the river bank, light green willow trees have appeared, swaying gently. The willow branches, like the long hair of a beautiful woman, have pulled out tender green shoots, swaying rustling as the wind blows.
Walking in the most prosperous area of Jiangning City, the uncle and sister-in-law occasionally exchanged a word or two. The atmosphere was harmonious and warm, and there was no trace of the twists and turns these two people had just experienced.
Spring comes very early in Jiangning. Now that the snow has just melted, spring has impatiently stepped on the heels of winter and arrived in Jiangning.
At this time, the wind was warm and the sun was shining brightly, and the willows were lingering. After the ice and snow melted, light yellow green grass was revealed. Talented people wandered in small groups on the light green grass beside the Qinhuai River. It was euphemistically called outing, but in fact, their eyes
But he kept looking towards the flower boat parked by the river. This place is also a place where beauties gather. The ladies from big families came here accompanied by the servants and maids. The maids who were in their blooming season were chirping and pointing.
A certain talented person was talking and laughing. These young ladies secretly glanced at the charming talented people, and then quickly cleared their eyes and pretended to be serious ladies. However, their slightly red cheeks were indeed like those in March.
Peach blossoms are generally bright.
Walking by the Qinhuai River, which was full of life, my mood seemed to broaden. The looming sadness in the corners of Liu Qingqing's eyes finally dissipated.
"Uncle, thank you!" Liu Qingqing, who was playing with a willow branch, turned her head and said to Lu Heng with a bright and charming smile at the corner of her eyes.
After Liu Qingqing tied the soft willow branches into a knot, she gave a playful giggle, as relaxed as a little girl, turned around and ran towards the direction where many people gathered in front of her.
Behind him, Lu Heng shook his head, smiled, and followed.
Not far ahead, by the pier, many talented people gathered there, raising their necks and looking inside. It seemed like something interesting was happening inside.
Liu Qingqing ran over first, but stood quietly outside. It seemed that she wanted to see what fun things were happening inside, but due to the defense between men and women, she did not dare to go forward and squeeze.
On the other hand, some talented men with outstanding vision suddenly brightened up when they saw a beautiful young woman approaching. After they came to their senses, they saluted politely, then bowed and stepped aside, inviting Liu Qingqing to come in and have a look.
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But Liu Qingqing always lowered her eyebrows, turning a blind eye to the enthusiasm of those suave and talented men. Occasionally she heard some men say some frivolous words, her eyebrows furrowed slightly, and a trace of displeasure flashed across her pretty face.
Lu Heng, who came over, saw his sister-in-law standing there as weakly as a little girl. She wanted to take a look but didn't dare to step forward to take a look. It was really funny in her heart.
However, her cute and respectable look is really beautiful.
"Why don't you go in and take a look?" Lu Heng looked at Liu Qingqing's reserved look, feeling funny and deliberately joking.
Liu Qingqing blushed, raised her head and glared at Lu Heng. Then, she lowered her head again.
Why does my sister-in-law blush so much today? Lu Heng felt slightly suspicious.
Just as he was about to ask, all the talented people around him suddenly cheered.
"What a painting, what a beautiful artistic conception! What a great old man!" The talented people showed admiration on their faces, clapped their hands and applauded, and they all applauded.
It turned out that someone was painting!
Lu Heng was about to go in and take a look at the excitement, but he saw Liu Qingqing's beautiful eyes next to him were full of curiosity.
Thinking of the cute look of the woman who wanted to take a look but didn't dare to come forward, Lu Heng smiled in his heart. He stretched out his hand again and gently held her sleeve: "Come on, let's go in and take a look too!"
Although he had proven his extraordinary ability to predict last time, after all, being slapped was unpleasant. Lu Heng, who had been beaten once, would certainly not make the same mistake again.
This time, he just pulled Liu Qingqing's sleeve and said something to her with a smile. When he saw the other party nodded in agreement with red cheeks, he followed his own footsteps and moved to where the crowd gathered.
I originally planned to just hold Liu Qingqing's sleeve, but I didn't expect that these talented people were so angry. Lu Heng, who had dodged a few people, frowned, and then directly stretched out his hand to push away the guys who were trying to get some advantage.
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Liu Qingqing saw that these sanctimonious talented people around her were really disgusting. Finally, she was a little scared and grabbed Lu Heng's wrist and whispered: "Uncle, why don't we stop watching!"
Lu Heng smiled and wanted to raise his hand and pat the woman's shoulder to comfort her. However, he remembered the slap he received not long ago. He just smiled, then coughed calmly and took it back.
The hand that was about to touch Liu Qingqing's shoulder said: "It's okay!"
I squeezed in and saw that it was an old man with elegant clothes and gray hair who was sitting by the Qinhuai River painting. In front of the old man, there was a large easel, and on the shelf was a long Qinhuai painting.
River Flower Boat Picture. In the painting, the misty Qinhuai River is extremely lifelike, but the flower boat in the mist seems to be sailing out.
The whole picture has an extraordinary momentum.
Lu Heng glanced at the old man with curiosity and was quite surprised.
The landscape paintings I had seen before had been circulated for thousands of years, and the drawing papers had turned yellow. Only the seals on them recorded the eternal history of those famous paintings.
Today, this is the first time that I have witnessed the creation of a masterpiece that has been handed down from generation to generation. However, I don’t know the identity of the old man, and the old man who painted the painting does not seem to have the intention of inscribing it.
He just sat there quietly, his gray eyebrows furrowed together, and he seemed to have something on his mind.
Lu Heng once again focused his attention on the painting where the ink had not yet dried up. The light blue and blue ink flowed out into a vast picture of the wind and moon of the Qinhuai River.
After taking a closer look, Lu Heng noticed something.
Regardless of the brushwork in the painting or the use of thick inks and colors, the painting is indeed a superb work. However, it seems that the person who painted the painting did not admire the prosperous scene of the Qinhuai River in his heart. On the contrary, between the pen and ink,
There is a touch of sadness.
Lu Heng withdrew his gaze and looked quietly at the old man with gray hair and eyebrows, watching his somewhat messy hair flying messily in the breeze blowing from the Qinhuai River.
The old man just held the pen in his hand and stared at his painting indifferently. He hesitated for a long time but did not put down the pen.
Instead, the old man turned his head and glanced at the many talented people who were watching. He smiled and put the brush into the inkstone beside him.