a little painter

Chapter 56

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Qian Su saw Chu Hui smirking, and then glanced at Liu Ziqing who seemed to be expecting everything, he felt a little uncomfortable, and he did something blind to his vision: "We have been in the capital for a few days, The third brother will follow me out of the house later to have a look."

Chu Hui pulled his gaze back from the opposite side, turned to look at his second brother, hesitantly said: "If the second brother takes another day off, it won't be too late to go outside after recovering his energy."

Qian Su reached out and patted Chu Hui's shoulder, teasingly said: "What are you resting for? The second brother is in good health. Could it be that the third brother is too weak, so he still hates being with the second brother?"

The force of the pat on the shoulder was a little stronger, and Chu Hui couldn't help leaning forward. Before he had time to say something to evade, the person opposite had already made a decision for her.

"When you first come to the capital, you should go and see it well. Big brother Chu can go with big brother Qian."

"It's still refreshing for younger brothers and sisters. If the temperament of the third brother can be the same as yours, I will let go of the second brother, haha... let's go"

The two had already left, but Liu Ziqing, who was still sitting at the table, hadn't got up for a long time. She remembered Qian Su's somewhat casual behavior towards Chu Hui just now. If they were really brothers, it would be fine, but...

With flashes in her eyes, she stood up and went back to her room, then grinded and picked up the pen, but before she wrote a single word, someone outside the mansion handed over a post, and the owner of the post was He Yuan.

Chapter 39

"Miss, Mr. He is waiting in the lobby." The old housekeeper handed over the card.

"I've been feeling unwell recently, please ask him to come back." Liu Ziqing took it and placed it beside the table.

After the housekeeper left, she picked up the greeting card, her fingers clenched tightly, her eyebrows frowned slightly, and it was crumpled before it was opened, and she stretched out her hand to throw the paper ball into the wastebasket. Today, she no longer wants to be entangled.

At this time, He Tiao, who left Liu's mansion in a state of embarrassment, would never have thought that the beautiful woman would throw away the poems he wrote with so much effort without even looking at them.

He knew that his father and Liu Shangshu had different political views, but he never expected that one day they would come to the point of tit for tat. This marriage contract has been favored by everyone since it was made, but no one knew that he was always uneasy in his heart. There was a mistake.

Now it is exactly what the saying goes: Heaven fails to fulfill one’s wishes, the more you worry, the more things will happen, but even so, he still wants to fight for it, just so that one day he can sit and drink tea with that beautiful woman and gossip for the rest of his life .

It's a pity that when Liu Shangshu was imprisoned, his good father only cared about avoiding suspicion, but he was helpless, and was restrained by his father. When he was able to leave the house, his fiancée had already disappeared.

The affairs of the world are really a child's play. The king and his courtiers are in charge of and deal with the major affairs of the country, but because of a careless remark or a simple picture, they are often ransacked and executed. How ridiculous.

And as the only son of the insignificant general's mansion, not only can he not violate it, but he can never be the so-called rule maker. He can only be a reluctant obedient. Can't do it.

He Tiao walked into the Zuixiang Tower sad, saying that teenagers don't know the feeling of sorrow, but they feel that the world is beautiful without hitting the south wall, so how can people who have never experienced darkness long for light.

This time, with no old friends around, and no intention of going upstairs to the private room, he randomly found a seat in the lobby and sat down, doing what he usually despises the most, sitting with a group of poor scholars or old men picking firewood on a table.

Where is this Zuixiang Building?It is not unreasonable to be the largest restaurant in the capital, not to mention the food and drinks, the rules alone are very novel.

On the round platform in the hall on the first floor, there are often storytellers who start one after another. They are not talking about wits and beauties, nor ghosts and ghosts, but about the new policies of the court that ordinary people dare not talk about, or commenting on the right and wrong of current events. Click on the news, or the kind that can be interacted with.

And the first rule of it is: on the first floor, you can sit for two cents, and you can sit in the lobby for a day. It was so crowded that even the porters who went into the city liked to come and rest their feet.

The second rule is even more strange: anyone who pays two taels of silver can sit in the private room on the second floor, and the tea is free, but they can't talk to the storyteller downstairs, they can only watch and listen upstairs. But this also attracted many young masters and young ladies flocking to her.

The third rule is a little more serious: Anyone who is in the Zuixiang building must not make loud noises, provoke troubles, or bully others. Anyone who occasionally challenges this rule will be invited to drink tea by the yamen without exception. up.

Some people say that the owner of Zuixianglou is a dragon who sees the beginning and the end, and few people have seen it, and no one knows his background. They only know that ordinary people can't be messed with, and even those officials' children dare not come here to make trouble. .

He Tiao was sitting on the small table by the window. Besides him, there were three young masters at the same table, all of whom seemed to be well-dressed and handsome, and for some reason they had to sit in this chaotic hall.

Seeing that there were wine and snacks in front of the other three, he also ordered a jug of wine and poured himself a drink, immersed in his melancholy, when he heard something new from the gentleman on the stage that seemed very familiar.

"It is said that Liu Shangshu was finally released from prison. After finding his wife and daughter, the first thing he did was to go to General He's mansion and invalidate the paper marriage certificate. Who would have expected that a good marriage would be ruined by a painting. time is fate"

The old gentleman stopped talking, picked up a cup of tea, and glanced down the stage: "I don't know if you have any advice."

Usually, all the people who participated in the pre-examination sighed in unison, and no one spoke. This matter is not only about the family affairs of the Shangshu Mansion and the General Mansion, but also about the painting that caused the courtiers of the two factions to argue. Everyone became cautious, for fear of making mistakes What words.

"It's just a fire at the gate of the city, which hurt the fish in the pond. What's there to say?" He Tiao put down his wine glass, and his tone of voice was a little impatient, which attracted everyone to look over. The people in the hall only thought he was frustrated The scholar upstairs, but the people upstairs recognized him, and they all knew it with a few glances.

The old man didn't talk to him, he put down his teacup and started talking about other things, but the conversation here didn't stop.

The young man in black on the opposite side of He Tiao whispered, "I don't see the end of it, maybe it's because of the wrong red thread that Miss Liu found a good marriage by a blessing in disguise."

The man in black was none other than Qian Su who had gone out for a stroll early in the morning, and the young man in blue next to him was Chu Hui. It was unknown who the other young man in white was.

"Dare to ask this brother, why do you think Miss Liu is pulling the wrong red line?" He Yu raised his eyebrows and asked with a little hostility.

Qian Su was about to strike up a conversation, but Chu Hui stopped him. He turned his head away in disappointment, and he didn't know what the red line was right or wrong.