Great Lawyer

Chapter 868 The Pain of Meeting ([-])

Living in Kaifeng for a few days without eating and drinking, Du Jiuyan decided to give back with sincerity, and asked Lu Nianzong to present a calligraphy and painting to the shopkeeper of the inn.

"Master Lu's paintings are hard to find." Du Jiuyan said, "You can't buy this one even if you have money."

If the shopkeeper finds a treasure, he frames the calligraphy and painting and hangs them in the main hall.

"Why did you ask me to give it to you?" Lu Nianzong tidied up and saluted, and said, "Yanyan, you should give it to me."

Du Jiuyan waved his hand: "Now that I have achieved fame, I can't easily give away calligraphy and paintings."

Lu Nianzong looked at her with puffed cheeks: "You are so proud."

I don't know who gave away calligraphy and paintings along the way in order to deceive, King Gui pouted very virtuously and considerately: "Uncle, what you said is wrong, Jiuyan is modest, how can you be proud?!"

"You two bullied me." Lu Nianzong pouted, dissatisfied, "I can't say enough about you two, I won't play with you anymore."

Du Jiuyan laughed, pulled Lu Nianzong and said in a low voice: "Uncle, free food and free living is also your share. The little money you brought has been used up long ago. Now you are paying off the debt with the painting land!"

"Hmph!" Lu Nianzong pointed at her stomach, "When she comes out, I won't give her a greeting gift, I'll piss you off."

Du Jiuyan smiled: "I'm angry, I'm so angry."

"There's nothing you can do if you get angry, anyway, I will compromise." Lu Nianzong said.

Noisy, they left the room, packed the carriage, Du Jiuyan was supported by King Gui into the carriage, sat cross-legged in the carriage, and listened to King Gui reading poems.

"The artistic conception of this poem is not good," King Gui turned a page, disgusted, "my daughter will be unhappy."

"Not this one either."

"This one doesn't work either!"

Du Jiuyan stared at him: "What's the matter, you discarded half of a collection of poems, and you write the remaining half now?"

"Then don't read it. My daughter is like me, she must be beautiful and virtuous!" Gui Wang said, "I don't need the prenatal education you mentioned."

"Read!" Du Jiuyan didn't talk to him, and oppressed him with a powerful wrist, "If you don't read, get out of the car."

King Gui curled his lips and muttered, "Just study, why are you so fierce."

With that said, continue to read with disgust.

"It's better for me to sing." King Gui pressed against her stomach, "Daughter, can father sing for you?"

Du Jiuyan looked at the top of his head, and said coldly, "My lord, it's not that I look down on you. Are you sure you can sing?"

"of course!"

"Then you can sing, Jiangnan Minor, Hebei Bangzi, and Qin Opera are also very good, come on!"

King Gui snorted, and as soon as he uttered his voice, Du Jiuyan was kicked in the stomach, and she quickly covered King Gui's mouth: "Your daughter is not satisfied, so kick me."

"Why, she is not satisfied with you, why kick me."

"Put your face up and let her kick you."

King Gui was dissatisfied and said: "How do you know she is dissatisfied, she is clapping for me to cheer for me, saying that her father sings well."

Du Jiuyan looked disgusted, and said with contempt: "My lord, if you want to say that you are good-looking, tall, and tall, I won't say anything, but you are ashamed to blow your voice? Your voice is inversely proportional to your face. .”

"Let's save it, let Huazi sing to her when I get back, Naoer..." Du Jiuyan paused and stopped talking.

King Gui looked up at her, sighed, held her in his arms and patted her, and said, "Hey, I won't sing any more!"

Du Jiuyan gave him a reproachful look.

"Nao'er is fine." King Gui said.

"Well, he must be hiding somewhere I don't know, living quietly, living the life he wants!"

Although everyone met halfway, they already had feelings for each other. Many people even really thought that Du Ying was her younger brother.

It is not easy to get a caring brother.

"Nine words, nine words!" Lu Nianzong knocked on the window of the carriage, and Gu Qingshan, who was driving the carriage, stopped the car for fear that he would hit him, "Iron tower, look!"

He drilled his head excitedly: "Look, look, look."

"Then let's stop for a while, you and Liang Yi go for a stroll, the prince and I have already visited." Du Jiuyan pushed his face out, it usually looks fine, but when he came in, his face was really big.

Lu Nianzong looked at the distance, nodded and said: "Okay, then you wait for us here, Yiyi and I will come whenever we go."

As he spoke, he led Liang Yi's horse, and the two of them turned around and headed towards the iron tower.

Du Jiuyan was carried out of the car by King Gui, and Gu Qingshan drove the car to the trail.

There are farmlands on all sides, and many farmers are weeding in the fields with their trousers on, talking and laughing to dispel their exhaustion.

"Why didn't your brother come out today?" In the distance, someone was chatting in the farmland. Du Jiuyan leaned on King Gui's shoulder, stared at the iron tower in a daze, and then another voice replied, "He's not feeling well today. rested."

"He's not in good health, so he needs to rest more. Speaking of which, you're such a nice brother, you can concentrate on taking care of him even if you don't have a family."

"It is the greatest blessing for a family of brothers to be together."

Du Jiuyan was startled suddenly, grabbed King Gui's hand, and said, "My lord, this voice is very familiar."

"Huh?" King Gui was puzzled, "Is it the voice of the men chatting in the field? How familiar?"

Du Jiuyan frowned, searched all the people he knew in his mind, his eyes lit up and said to King Gui: "Yes, Ling Rong!"

"My lord, it's Ling Rong's voice."

King Gui was taken aback, and stared at the figure in the distance, who was doing something with his back turned to them: "Are you sure?"

"It can't be wrong." Du Jiuyan said, "The singer's voice is very different, especially nice. This voice must be Ling Rong, there is nothing wrong with it."

King Gui nodded and said: "Gu Qingshan, go and have a look."

"Yes!" Gu Qingshan heard it, and Han Dang and two people rushed over, one left and one right, Gu Qingshan shouted, "Ling Rong!"

The person who bent over suddenly straightened up, and when he saw the person calling him, his legs softened and he sat down in the paddy field.

"Master!" Gu Qingshan saw Ling Rong's face, "It's Ling Rong, that's right."

Ling Rong sat in the paddy field with a pale face, and didn't respond for a long time. The people around were all staring at this scene, not knowing the situation, and dared not speak out to help rashly.

"It's Ling Rong, you're right." King Gui supported Du Jiuyan, "Don't worry, wait until he comes over and ask."

Du Jiuyan grabbed King Gui's hand and stared at Ling Rong who shivered and looked towards her with a cold expression.

Ling Rong is here, so what about Naoer?
At that time, did he die with Nao'er in his martyrdom, or did he kill Nao'er?

Barefoot, Ling Rong washed his hands in the paddy field, wiped them on his body, walked up to Du Jiuyan, wrung his hands and said, "My lord, Mr. Du."

Du Jiuyan looked at him, he was a lot darker, not as delicate and delicate as before, but he was a bit more manly and stable, after a while she asked aloud: "What's the situation, tell me about it."

"Mr. Du," Ling Rong said, "I, I don't know if I should tell you."

He found out that Du Jiuyan was pregnant, so he didn't dare to tell the truth casually. If Du Jiuyan was frightened, he would not be able to atone for his sin even if he died a hundred times.

"I can take it, let's talk." Du Jiuyan said, "Although I'm pregnant, if I have to fight two more people like you, I can still put them down."

Surprised, Ling Rong waved his hands and said, "You, you misunderstood."

"I, Du Ying... Nao'er...he's at home." Ling Rong didn't dare to look at Du Jiuyan, he knew that Du Jiuyan loved Nao'er very much, like a younger brother.So he felt even more guilty, for fear that she would be sad and angry.

"Go and have a look." Du Jiuyan's heart skipped a beat, and he said calmly, "Let's go."

Ling Rong nodded, and walked barefoot along the curb of the official road.

Han Dang stayed and waited for Lu Nianzong and Liang Yi, and the three of them followed Ling Rong.Along the way, Ling Rong didn't dare to speak, and kept walking along the roadside with his head down.

Du Jiuyan didn't speak either.

After walking for a cup of tea and turning a field ridge, King Gui led Du Jiuyan by the hand.

It was time for another cup of tea, and they saw a thatched hut that did not depend on the village or the water. There was a yard in front of the house, and a few chickens were raised.

Smoke was rising from the chimney, and a not-so-pleasant aroma of food wafted out.

"That's right here." Ling Rong pushed open the gate of the fenced courtyard, and shouted into the kitchen, "Naoer!"

"Naoer, I'm back."

Someone in the kitchen responded, "Yes, I see."

The voice is not emotional, hoarse, something is not quite right.

"Naoer!" Ling Rong yelled again, "You, come out."

Nao'er responded, and came out of the kitchen wiping his hands: "Why..." The rest of the words were stuck in his throat, and he saw the people standing outside the yard.

It was the person he thought about day and night, wearing a lake blue dress, with her hair in a bun and no jewelry.She was a little fatter, her complexion was rosy, and her eyes were dark and full of tears.She held her belly, she lost the lightness of the past, but had a feminine soft light.

she……

"Ninth Brother!" Nao'er didn't come over, and knelt down, "Ninth Brother!"

Du Jiuyan pursed her lips, and tears welled up in a flash. She shook her lips and stared at him.He has darkened a lot, but he is still delicate and soft like a little girl.His eyes were red and swollen, obviously from crying.He knelt on the ground, never taking his eyes off her, pretending to be full of excitement and joy as well as guilt and apprehension that he couldn't hide.

"Yeah." Du Jiuyan responded, pointing to the chickens in his yard, "The chickens are well raised, they can lay eggs."

Nao'er thought of the chickens that Xiaoluobo used to raise. For countless nights, he would dream of the chickens in Shaoyang Chicken Feather Lane, chirping.

"Brother Nine!" He cried, his tears were like floods that opened the floodgates, and they couldn't be stopped at all.

"En." Du Jiuyan looked at the verdant gardenias on the side of the house, "The flowers are growing well, they can bloom."

Nao'er remembered that he had bought gardenias and hung them on everyone's tent hooks. Brother Jiu said that he slept a lot at night because she liked the aroma of gardenias very much.

"Ninth Brother!"

"Yeah." Du Jiuyan looked at the clothes drying at the door, which were embroidered with elegant bamboo branches, "The embroidery is still very good, can you make money?"

Nao'er thought of the bamboo branches he embroidered for her on the hem of the litigator's uniform, each piece of leaf, both flamboyant and strong, very much like Brother Jiu's demeanor when he stood in the courtroom, eloquently revealing black and white!
"Ninth Brother!"

Nao'er walked on her knees, moving in the gravel-paved yard, "Ninth brother, I was wrong, I miss you, everyone, and home."

"Ninth Brother, I miss you every night in my dreams."

"Ninth Brother!"

Du Jiuyan kicked the door open and walked in front of him in two or three steps.

Nao'er didn't leave, and looked up at her.

Du Jiuyan raised his hand and slapped him across the face, and shouted, "You're not dead, why didn't you tell us?"

"A sentence, a letter, or even a single word will do!"

"You miss us, why don't we miss you?"

"You child, you look sensible, why are you so messed up?"

Nao'er hugged her leg and burst into tears: "Ninth brother, I was wrong, hit me, I was wrong, I regret it so much."

"I failed your love for me, I was wrong."

Du Jiuyan knelt in front of him on one knee, with tears streaming down his face, looked at him, and said, "Okay, I forgive you."

"Ninth Brother!" Nao'er hugged him, "Ninth Brother!"

Du Jiuyan took a deep breath and stroked his back.

Ling Rong was wiping away tears, feeling so guilty that he couldn't help himself.

"Get up and talk." King Gui stepped forward to help Du Jiuyan up, "It's cold on the ground, go sit and talk."

Du Jiuyan hummed, and pulled Nao'er up.

She wiped his tears with a handkerchief, and said, "Don't you invite us to sit in?"

"Sit, sit!" Nao'er nodded, "I'm cooking, if you don't mind, you can eat here."

Du Jiuyan waved his hands and said, "Don't eat, your cooking is not good."

Nao'er cried and laughed: "Ninth brother, you are the only one who says my cooking is not good."

Ling Rong made tea, and said to them nervously: "I, I will go to Uncle Liu's house to buy a watermelon to quench the thirst of the prince and Mr. Du."

"No need." Du Jiuyan called him, "Sit down, let's talk together."

Ling Rongying was rubbing his hands and sitting on the small stool by the door cautiously, Naoer called him: "Brother, sit here."

"No need." Ling Rong waved his hands with a guilty conscience, "I'll just sit here, and I'll listen to you when you talk."

Nao'er sighed, but didn't dare to force it, carefully poured tea for Du Jiuyan and handed it over: "Brother Jiu, drink tea."

As he spoke, he stared at Du Jiuyan's belly, and couldn't help but want to touch it.They didn't know each other when she gave birth to Xiaoluo. He really wanted to be by her side in this birth.

The day before yesterday, he heard the news that she was pregnant outside the inn, so he wanted to rush in to see her.

But he didn't dare, he was afraid that Du Jiuyan would blame him for abandoning all his family members and living here secretly.

He is so selfish and has no face to face all those who care about him.

(End of this chapter)