Splendid pastoral, the doctor girl is a little sweet

Chapter 232 How Do You Remember Me?

Zhao Xun guessed what Gu Yingying was thinking, and then looked at his mother's figure, and said, "Yingying, look, my mother is still waiting for you to come over and drink tea with her."

After hearing this, Gu Yingying raised her eyes and saw Aunt Xiu standing not far from the front right, her eyes were looking at her.

Even if she wasn't too close to Aunt Xiu, Gu Yingying could notice that she was a little lost.

Gu Yingying reached out and patted Xu Xinlan's hand, and said, "Sister Xinlan, come with me to see Aunt Xiu."

Xu Xinlan smiled happily, "Okay." She hurriedly followed Gu Yingying, and walked towards Aunt Xiu with her.

Zhao Xun watched Gu Yingying and the others off, and left the courtyard with his mother, and went to the cubicle, with relief in his eyes.

Only in this way can he live up to his feelings for Yingying. During the days after leaving Jinxia Prefecture, no matter when he will think of her.I wonder if she's doing okay?Wondering, is she thinking of him like him?
Just as Zhao Xun looked away and was about to leave the courtyard and go to the courtroom of the government office, Feng Wanrou's soft words came from his ear:
"Zhao Xun, you are indeed here. It means that I have found you."

"I was ordered by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince to come out and invite Miss Gu to meet Princess Luan'an to discuss important matters. I don't know why Miss Feng came here this time?"

A trace of impatience flashed in Zhao Xun's eyes, and he asked Feng Wanju, who was standing opposite him with crooked eyebrows and eyes smiling.

I don't know what this woman is thinking. In the imperial city, it is not enough for a prince to pursue her?

He had to say some things to him in front of some villagers in Gujiazhuang.I want to tell others deliberately, so that people who don't know about it will go back and talk about something after listening.

After hearing this, Ling Yingying felt uncomfortable, so she stopped talking to herself?

"I'm here to look for you because I have something important to discuss with you. It's not good to tell others about this here." Feng Wanrou has already sensed that Zhao Xun's attitude towards her is not good enough.

But this doesn't mean that he will treat her like this in the days to come.

Thinking about it, she and he haven't seen each other for quite a while.Even not long ago, they met again in the imperial city.But Zhao Xun was busy every day during those days, so he didn't have much time to spend with her.

It's just that there is not enough time, and she also knows that Zhao Xun cannot be blamed.

She is willing to stay in Jinxia state for a few more days, to give herself and Zhao Xun some time, so that the two can get along well.

After a while, I believe Zhao Xun will take the initiative to express his feelings to her without her saying anything, and invite someone to the prime minister's mansion in the imperial city to propose marriage.

Zhao Xun looked at Feng Wanrou suspiciously, and found that she had already taken out the letter wrapped in silk handkerchief.

Knowing that she wasn't lying, she suddenly remembered that His Highness the Crown Prince had said to him after he brought him back to the mansion:

"The daughter of the Feng family, Feng Wanrou, also went to meet us. Think of her as a woman, who came all the way from the imperial city, and searched for Dong Yueer and the others' banknotes hidden on the merchant ship. .It is very difficult."

The implication is that even if he has another woman in his heart, he cannot accept Feng Wanrou.But when dealing with things that have nothing to do with feelings, you have to ignore them.

Zhao Xun understood instantly, saluted His Highness the Crown Prince and said:
"Thank you for your guidance, Your Highness."

They have promised His Highness the Crown Prince that they can discuss business matters with Feng Wanrou.

This time, she accepted the letter from Feng Wanrou and turned back to the courtroom of the government office.

After opening the letter and reading it, Zhao Xun learned that the letter was written to him by the prime minister.

Although he didn't explicitly ask him to help him take good care of Feng Wanrou, but after reading the letter, he already understood.What do you mean after Wanrou grew up, this is the first time she left home and went to Jinxia Prefecture far to the south.

And he just left the imperial city and returned to Jinxia Prefecture.

I also ask him to see that the Prime Minister is like him, a fellow countryman from the imperial city, to help Wanrou when she needs help.

He also said that Wanrou was spoiled by her mother when she was at home, so it was inevitable that she would be a little willful.

Also ask him to understand.

Zhao Xun read the letter, but did not keep it.Instead, he went into the compartment, found a match, put the letter in the brazier, and burned it.

Liu Qiaoxiu who was drinking tea in the cubicle, Gu Yingying and Xu Xinlan also saw this scene.

Liu Qiaoxiu asked Zhao Xun softly:

"It's so hot, you still come here to burn letters, you think we're not hot enough."

Zhao Xun looked at Gu Yingying, and while replying to Liu Qiaoxiu's words, he hoped that Yingying could hear it.

"...So this letter, I don't want to keep it."

Liu Qiaoxiu looked distressed, not knowing how to persuade her son.In this case, it seems better not to say anything.So he didn't say anything.

Xu Xinlan saw everything in her eyes, knowing that brother Xun burned the letter to let sister Yingying understand that he had no admiration for Feng Wanrou.

Otherwise, he wouldn't even be willing to keep the letter from the Prime Minister.

Seeing the joy in sister Yingying's eyes, let her know what the other person was thinking.Just from this incident, one can know what kind of attitude Brother Xun has towards Feng Wanrou.

Sister Yingying must feel relieved.

Before Brother Xun left the cubicle, Xu Xinlan asked Gu Yingying what she was too embarrassed to ask.

"Brother Xun, I'm curious, how did you meet Miss Feng?"

Zhao Xun instantly understood that this question was asked by sister Xinlan on behalf of Yingying.Otherwise, she wouldn't have secretly given Yingying a wink before asking this question.

After seeing the smile in Yingying's eyes, she asked him this question.

So he said calmly: "The year before last, I went to the master's house as a guest, and I saw several landscape paintings in his house, including Ouyang Yan's landscape paintings. After returning home, I spent some time and painted three paintings."

"At that time, several classmates told me that I would set the price if I sold it to them. But I didn't agree."

When Gu Yingying heard this, she really wanted to say to Zhao Xun: You were right to do that.It is not appropriate to sell the landscape paintings I drew to my classmates, no matter how much money I charge.

It's better to take it out and meet someone who appreciates those landscape paintings, and let them pay for it.

Xu Xinlan nodded slightly, and said, "If I painted a picture, I wouldn't sell it to people around me."

Zhao Xun smiled, "I think most people think the same as us. Instead of selling the painting to a classmate, it's better to take it to the street, or put it in a bookstore, and sell it to others." other people."

That way, at least one thing can be guaranteed: the people who spent money to buy those paintings and calligraphy did so because they took a fancy to the paintings and calligraphy.It's not because people who want to help paint, they help.

Xu Xinlan smiled knowingly, "That is."

"I didn't sell the landscape painting to any classmate, so I went to an ancient temple on the west mountain side, and set up a stall near the ancient temple to sell paintings. Within half an hour, an elegant scholar bought it for 160 taels of silver. "Listening to the Rain in a Bamboo Garden."

When Zhao Xun thought of the people and things he met when he was selling paintings in Xishan that year, he was filled with emotion.

That sale of paintings was not the first time he went out to sell paintings in these years.But it was because he met people who appreciated his works, which made him feel very gratified.

So no matter how much silver taels are given to him, in his opinion, it is not the most important thing.

The important thing is that what he wants to express, the elegant scholar can tell him just by looking at the painting.

(End of this chapter)