My villa is open to all worlds

Chapter 162
Zhizhou government office.

Shou Wenlong wrote pen and ink calmly in the study, his calm and majestic temperament is admirable.

The layout of the study is elegant and grand, many antique collections are placed on the bookshelves, although there is no embellishment of gold and jade, but the fragrance of books is wafting, he is more like a master of calligraphy and painting, painting the world with ink.

After a while, someone came over: "Report to Lord Zhizhou, Lord Lu, please see me."

"Xuan."

There was no emotion on Shou Wenlong's face, as if nothing would surprise him.

After a while, Lu Ning walked in, knelt on the ground without saying a word, and remained silent for an hour. Shou Wenlong said calmly after kneeling for an hour, "Do you know what's wrong?"

"My lord, I know I was wrong, but I was bullied by the rogue for a long time, because I drank with my friends, and I sent someone to take revenge on the other party because of drinking, I hope the lord will punish him!"

There was a hint of fear and trembling in Lu Ning's voice, but it was all faked.

With his intelligence, how could he not know what Shou Wenlong was thinking?

There is no need to quibble in front of such a big man, why doesn't the other party know about it?

The more honest you are and the lower your posture is, the more you will be appreciated by the other party, and finally entrusted with important tasks, and will regard you as a confidant.

"Get up, and do things more cleanly in the future."

Shou Wenlong said something with a smile, but his voice was cold, and there was always a feeling of a superficial smile.

Lu Ning was overjoyed, thanked him quickly and got up slowly, staggeringly standing beside Shou Wenlong, quietly watching him finish writing, and then pretending to be surprised: "My lord, this word is not lost in terms of its strength, and the posture Exhibiting but not exaggerating, the handwriting flows like water and clouds, floating like floating clouds, like startling dragons, iron books and silver hooks, the best in the past and the present!"

"Could it be... this is the font of Yan Junjue, the former calligraphy sage? No, no, this is a hundred times more beautiful than Yan Sheng's handwriting!"

Lu Ning pretended to be incredible and made Shou Wenlong laugh out loud.

Yan Junjue is a master of calligraphy and painting in the former dynasty. He sang the ancient and modern styles with his own hands, and made countless scholars and scholars all over the world admire and imitate them. Even Li Jiuru, a sage who died ten years ago in the Daxia reading circle who met once in hundreds of years, claimed that Yan style is hard to find in the world. , the value is paramount.

Even if I practice calligraphy for 100 years, I can't compare with Yan Sheng's calligraphy. Who is not happy that this kid praises him so much?

Seeing this, Lu Ning immediately pretended to be sorry: "Oh, I don't know what Master Zhou said, the junior has a regret since he was a child, it's a pity..."

After being praised by this kid, Shou Wenlong was not as cold as before, and said with a smile, "Oh? Let's hear it."

"The junior has had a dream since he was a child, that is to collect a poster written by Yan Sheng, but unfortunately he failed to fulfill his wish. The authentic works of Yan Sheng are rare and hard to find in the world."

Lu Ning's voice was low and depressed, as if thinking of his unfulfilled dreams for many years and sighing in disappointment, suddenly his voice was excited and high: "But I didn't expect to find a font that is more perfect than Yan Sheng here. Can you bear the pain and give up this painting and calligraphy to the younger generation, the younger generation is willing to buy this painting with 10 taels!"

Shou Wenlong didn't have any ideas at first, but he was a little surprised when he heard that Lu Ning bought a piece of useless waste paper with 10 taels.

Now when the mountains and rivers are swaying, the government and the people are restless, and there are wars and troubles in various places in Daxia, and droughts and floods continue. These 10 taels are equivalent to 50 taels of silver in a peaceful year!
But this kid is willing to exchange 10 taels for the waste paper he wrote casually?
Immediately, Shou Wenlong laughed loudly and said: "Okay! What a Lu Ning, next year's spring is coming soon, as long as you get a tribute, I will let you get promoted. As for how much you can get promoted, it depends on your own good fortune." !"

When Lu Ning heard this, he thanked him ecstatically.

After talking with Shou Wenlong, and hearing that the other party wanted to see off the guests, he took the pair of calligraphy and paintings that were not yet dry to resign.

"By the way, you should solve the family affairs as soon as possible. There are many young talents in Jianlan City who love my niece!"

Shou Wenlong seemed to have said something unintentionally, but Lu Ning shrank his pupils and bowed away.

Sitting in the carriage, Lu Ning crumpled up the calligraphy and painting and threw it in the corner, his eyes were full of coldness and resentment.

What is Zhizhou?
Dare to let yourself kneel for an hour before getting up?The shelf is really big enough.

And the 10 taels, he wants to get it back a hundredfold!
Lu Ning ordered the groom to rush to the Lu residence, thinking about how to divorce his wife.

Shou Wenlong is already telling himself to make a decision quickly, otherwise the 10 taels of silver will be given away for nothing.

Back home, Lu Ning saw Xiurong sitting at the door with a dazed face and holding a wooden warbler in his hand, and was disgusted in his heart, thinking that his ugly wife sitting at the door was simply making others laugh at him.

The dignified Xie Yuan and the magistrate of Jianlan City have an ugly wife?
It's okay to be ugly, so you can't sleep and hide at home, and you have to hang around the door for others to see?
Isn't it enough to lose face?

Lu Ning felt disgusted, and hated this wife with pockmarked face and stinky body even more.

"Sir, are you back?"

Xiurong, who was worried about Lu Ning being threatened every day, happily went to greet her. The little girl's smile was all over her face, but in Lu Ning's eyes, it was a wrinkled wrinkled smile, which almost made him vomit.

After entering the door, Lu Ning coldly proposed to divorce his wife, but Xiurong cried and annoyed, and refused to agree.

A gloomy look appeared in Lu Ning's eyes, he suddenly smiled to comfort Xiurong, and proposed to go outside the city to relax.

Afterwards, Lu Ning drove out of the city in a carriage. When he was leaving the city, Zhang Mazi, a ruffian who was with Xu Ergou, saw Tangtang Xie Yuan driving the car himself, so he wanted to go up and see what happened, and use it as a threat to Xu Ergou revenge.

On the way, Xiurong was sitting in the carriage, holding the wooden warbler that Lu Ning had never forgotten.

She was overjoyed in her heart, thinking that the prodigal son of the husband turned back and wanted to go outing with her and get back together, so she didn't know how happy she was.

The husband asked her to play outside the city, is it because he remembered that today is her birthday?

Alas, she doesn't ask her husband to love her alone, she just hopes that her husband will talk to her in the future, even if he comes back with many concubines, she won't blame her.

Lu Ning drove the carriage and walked out of the city. The road became more and more remote and uninhabited.

The two walked side by side in the wilderness, talking from time to time, but most of them were Xiu Rong's opening and Lu Ning's perfunctory words.

Inexplicably, Lu Ning came across a dilapidated courtyard in the barren hills. Suddenly, he went in and stood by a well. He was shocked and puzzled, and said, "Lady, there is a treasure in the well!"

Xiurong didn't care about the baby, but was happy to hear that Lu Ning, who hadn't called her wife for a long time, hurried over to see it.

"Where is the baby?"

"It's right there, come and see!"

"You lower your head and look!"

Suddenly, Lu Ning's eyes showed cruelty, and he pushed Xiurong into the well.

Xiurong was thrown dizzy, crying desperately for mercy.

"Miss, if you want to blame, blame you for blocking my future!"

Lu Ning smiled coldly, moved a big stone from the side and threw it into the well.

"Sanggong, what did I do wrong? Should I change my career?!"

"Woo woo woo, don't hit me, I hurt so much!"

The pitiful and hopeless howls came from the well, which made people feel cold and frightened.

Poor Xiurong has worked hard for most of her life to carry a family. She thought that her life would be much better after she became smarter, but she was killed by her husband on her birthday.

Zhang Mazi, who followed secretly, was so frightened by this scene that he bit his arm tightly, and his whole body was enveloped in a chill...

(End of this chapter)