a little painter

Chapter 71

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Seeing that her master was still indifferent, Mrs. Liu could only pretend to cough twice under the signal of her daughter, put the teacup in her hand on the table, and hurriedly got up to greet her, "We are already a family, You don’t need to pay attention to those vain etiquettes.” He even glanced at Liu Shangshu while speaking.Wandering abroad for more than a year, until the mountains and rivers run out, who knows the warmth and coldness of human relationships?In a lifetime, why bother to care too much about etiquette, family togetherness is the most important thing.

In the past, she was around her knees, and now she will raise the case with others, Madam Liu can't help but feel a little emotional, recalling those difficult days, she almost shed tears.

"Mother", Liu Zi gently tugged on her sleeve, and couldn't help but smirk in her eyes, "It's all over, and you will not only have Qing'er in the future."

Seeing that he was about to be ignored, Liu Shangshu on the side finally couldn't hold back, with a cold face, he said slowly: "Chu Hui, follow me to the study, I have something to tell you."

In the study, one looked serious, and the other looked like an enemy.

After a while, Liu Shangshu said in a deep voice: "There is an old saying that 'everything is inferior, only reading is high', you boy, even if you are the son-in-law of my Liu family, how can you not have a little bit of fame? Although I heard that you learned from Taifu Wu, but in the end If you are a monk halfway, how can you take care of my Qinger just because you know how to make a few paintings?" Although Liu Shangshu has already thought of retiring to the countryside, he still can't help but plan for Chu Hui's official career, after all, he is the son of Zhongyi Boyi. Presumably the royal family would not be so ruthless.

"What are your plans for the Juren examination in the near future?"

Chu Hui frowned slightly, putting aside the objective factors of gender, since she came to this strange place, I don't know how many people have asked her about her official career, it seems that nothing in the world can compare to chasing fame and fortune.Obviously, in the past, I just wanted to be an idler, not to be rich, but to be safe, but now I am just taller and younger, and I have more hands to grow old together.

After thinking for a while, he bowed to the end, and said firmly: "Father-in-law, I know you are worried about Ziqing's happiness or not. Chu Hui is dull, he only knows how to paint with ink, and although he is eager to learn, he has no intention of fame. But, I must I will give my all to let Ziqing live the life she wants, as long as I have it, it will be hers."

As soon as the words fell, Chu Hui was still thinking about whether the money earned from the small art gallery would be able to cash in on the boasted "Haikou", but Liu Shangshu over there was really touched by Chu Hui's words. Understand that getting along with people is nothing more than heart-to-heart exchange.No matter, no matter, judging from this kid's performance, he shouldn't let me down.

"Then, don't forget what you said to me today."

Chu Hui was stunned for a long while, unable to believe that Liu Shangshu just let him go. When he came back to his senses, he realized that the tone of his words was unprecedentedly serious. This must be just a father's request to give commitment.

I bowed deeply, paused every word, "Thank you", and said silently again in my heart, thank you for giving me such a good son.

After lunch, Liu Ziqing and Chu went back to the west courtyard.

Unexpectedly, before he entered the hospital, he heard Qian Su yelling: "Sister, sister, I have been waiting for you for a long time." When the two approached, he winked at Liu Ziqing again, and lowered his voice: "That piece It's time to check things out."

In an instant, Chu Hui was left aside, looking at the two whispering, feeling infinite resentment in his heart, why he felt himself at this moment was even less important.

I went back to my room resentfully, and kept hinting that only painting makes me happy.Spread out a piece of white paper and hold homemade charcoal pencils.Putting pen to paper into a painting, painting to express love.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, a small road among bamboo forests, a young man in black clothes, carrying a few fresh fish, seems to be rushing somewhere, but at the end of the road, a wood house, half a wisp of cooking smoke can be vaguely discerned.

Looking up again, Liu Ziqing was still discussing something with his second brother in the vestibule, and Chu Hui looked at the painting contentedly.

Because you are in the house, waiting for me.

"Husband", at some point, Liu Ziqing and Qian Su entered the house, only to see Chu Hui looking at the painting in his hand and smiling without saying a word, "Today we are going to listen to Yuge".

In this capital, everyone said "Duixiang Building in the East City and Tingyu Pavilion in the West City". Unlike Zuixiang Building, whose business is wine and delicacies, Tingyu Pavilion seems to be named more elegantly, but it is a good place for dignitaries to seek flowers and ask willows. .The difference from ordinary brothels is that Tingyu Pavilion is an official run, affiliated to the Jiaofang Division, and most of them are the family members of criminal officials who have been reduced to prostitution. They are far from what ordinary people can talk about.

"What, you drugged He Tiao and carried him into someone else's boudoir?" Although he was speaking to Qian Su, his eyes were on Liu Ziqing, because obviously, only his own wife could do such an idea. plan.

After getting on the carriage to listen to Yuge, Qian Su finally lost his composure, and explained what had happened to Chu Hui, who had been kept in the dark.

He Tiao wholeheartedly wanted to start over with Liu Ziqing. At the beginning, she caught Chu Hui as a woman's handle, so naturally she would not give up easily. Only by making everyone no longer believe the "nonsense" of the son of the general, can Liu Ziqing completely Sit firmly on Chuhui's identity and leave no future troubles.And she needs an opportunity to make this matter public, so that everyone will think that the young master of the He family has been hit hard by the annulment of the engagement, and his mind has changed drastically.

So that time when she and He Yuxu got involved, she only thought that she and Chu Hui were playing on the spot, but in the name of husband and wife.It is also because it is inconvenient to expose Chu Hui's identity completely due to kindness, and because Liu's father has already had a prejudice against the He family and cannot bring up the marriage contract again. , on the wedding day, come to meet.

"It's just drugged, and nothing will happen."

"Then, what else are we going to do? Shall we observe on the spot?" Chu Hui was anxious to call the driver to stop, and wanted to turn around and go back to Liu's mansion. She stared at the woman in front of her tightly, feeling a sense of panic about losing.

"We need to be here," Liu Zi lightly pressed down the small uneasiness in his heart, knowing that only by appearing calm and composed can Chu Hui have no fear, "Remember, people in the world only believe what they want to believe. It's about you and me. It's not common sense at all, as long as you show what you firmly believe, no one is willing to challenge your fixed thinking and believe in an unacceptable fact." After pondering for a while, he smiled and whispered, "You forget, everything you do And I".

In fact, Liu Ziqing is not not afraid, but only by confronting him face to face can He Yu's words be unconvincing, and he can take the development of the situation into his own hands, otherwise he will spread rumors...

It doesn't matter, the worst result, I will be with you too.

Looking at each other, all the affection that others can't understand is expressed without words.

"It seems that someone has already arrived before us." The carriage swayed, and through the lifted curtain, one could vaguely see that there seemed to be a group of spectators surrounded in front of the Tingyu Pavilion, with a heavy wall of people.

Sensing Chu Hui's probing gaze, Qian Su was secretly proud that he knew the inside story, and explained slowly: "General He, he is the only guest of that woman's curtain. He will come to listen to Yu Pavilion after taking a bath today."