Good morning Mr. Zhongtang

Chapter 14

Because the third miss of the Tong family, Tong Xianrou, is scheduled to marry into the Fucha mansion next month, starting from this month, the interaction between the Fucha family and Tong Jia's will increase.First, the Guerjia family, as the head mother of the Fucha family, presented the third lady with two pieces of precious cloth, gold silk and moon white, and then Tong Jia returned the gift, and then the Fucha family offered to invite Mrs. Anping and his wife to a banquet. The Guerjia family also presented a pair of jade Ruyi and a pair of Manchu gold carving bracelets to the prospective daughter-in-law, Miss San, which shows how much they value and love this daughter-in-law.

The Guerjia family seemed to intend to spread this matter to Li's yard. Li knew that he couldn't intercept the news, so he didn't intend to intercept it. He thought that no matter how reasonable his daughter-in-law was, she would have some thoughts in her heart, but , after Tong Wanrou heard this, she just let out a faint 'oh', and then she didn't respond again.

Tong Wanrou's marriage to Fu Heng, in the eyes of others, is a marriage. Marrying a concubine as a daughter-in-law, although it is a marriage gift, but everyone knows that the reason for this is not really a wedding bestowed by the emperor's dictatorship, but Tong Wanrou chose it herself, and the incident of marrying off caused quite a stir in the aristocratic circle of the capital. Most of the rumors were that Tong Wanrou was confused and unable to recognize the reality.

At the beginning, Li also thought that Tong Wanrou was impulsive, but after getting along for a while, she realized that her daughter-in-law was really willing to marry her son. While she was moved and relieved, she also decided to treat her daughter-in-law even better.

Fu Heng is a concubine, and he has no serious business so far, but after marrying his wife, Li feels that his son has changed.

In the past, he would often go out to hang out with friends, or go out to find someone to make things with, but now what he does most is to stay in the study, writing with his wife, while he reads a book, or writes himself If you are interested in something, move it to the study to tinker with it. In short, you don't want to leave your wife's side for a step.

Tong Wanrou likes to write. Since she was four years old, she was forced by her mother-in-law to learn to write in her brothers' school, because her mother-in-law always felt that a girl can be illiterate, but she must write, because, in the future, she As the head wife of a big family, copying Buddhist scriptures is a task that must be completed. If this task is done well, you can be filial and please the elders, and you don't need to spend too much effort.

Since then, Tong Wanrou has been forced to copy poems and Buddhist scriptures every day. From the initial disgust to the forced persistence, it has become a habit that is closely related to her life today. Gradually, she can also learn from Gaining happiness in writing, seeing those horizontally folded and vertically crossed characters being written out in her hands, made her feel happy, and became the only consolation in her not-so-happy life where she was thoroughly disciplined in the Tong family .

Fu Heng also saw his wife's hobbies. Although he would like her to look at him more, he has to admit that when his wife is serious about writing, she is very charming. She seems to be full of books, saying Handwriting is like a person, and a daughter-in-law's handwriting is as elegant and refined as her person, beautiful as a dream, so people can't bear to be disturbed, but they don't want to leave.

After Tong Wanrou finished copying the two scriptures, she put the paper with dry handwriting aside, while tidying up her pen and ink, she raised her eyes to look at Fu Heng who was sitting not far away, and saw that he was engrossed in playing with something, after putting away the things , Tong Wanrou went to his side and sat down on the other side of the couch.

Fu Heng and her looked at each other, and both of them showed a smile of mutual understanding. Fu Heng handed the things in his hand to Tong Wanrou, and said:
"Jiulianhuan, has my lady ever played with it?"

Seeing the thing in his hand, Tong Wanrou seemed to have two thin shafts pierced through several steel rings, seemingly separated, but connected in circles, she gently shook her head:
"I've heard of it, but I've never played it."

Hearing what she said, Fu Heng seemed to be motivated suddenly. He knelt up from the soft couch, lay his whole body on the tea table in the middle of the soft couch, and got very close to Tong Wanrou, sniffing her fragrance lightly in his nose. With great interest, he asked:

"Miss, have you heard of it?"

Tong Wanrou took the things in his hands and nodded: "Hui Shi, a famous writer in the Warring States Period, wrote "Serial Links Can Be Solved", which talked about this kind of serial links, but what Hui Shi explained was two serial links, so the nine serial links must be more important. It's hard to understand."

Fu Heng didn't expect that his own wife would know about such a remote thing. Even after moving the coffee table away, he nestled next to Tong Wanrou, eager to try:

"Since the lady has heard of it, can you explain it?"

Seeing his expectant expression, Tong Wanrou handed Jiu Lianhuan back to him, and said, "Of course not, husband wants to teach me?"

Seeing her close at hand, Fu Heng exhaled like blue, he couldn't help poking his head forward, and kissed her delicate cheek like a dragonfly. Surprise flashed in Tong Wanrou's eyes, but she was no longer as fussy as she was at the beginning.

Covering his cheeks, he gave Fu Heng a coquettish look, and Fu Heng was furious, wanting to go further, but told Tong Wanrou to run away first, leaving him in vain.

Looking at her with some frustration, Tong Wanrou brought two cups of hot tea, handed one to him, and drank the cup herself.

The two sat down side by side, and Fu Heng explained to Tong Wanrou the secret of Jiu Lianhuan's liberation. Tong Wanrou nodded while listening, and secretly observed her husband. He only felt that every word he said was so sweet. It makes people feel good.

After Fu Heng finished speaking, Tong Wanrou asked a few more questions, and Fu Heng answered them one by one: "In short, to unravel Nine Chains, just write down these 340 steps, and you will never go wrong."

Tong Wanrou was also aroused by him, took the ring, and started to untie it step by step as Fu Heng said. Seeing her compliments like this, Fu Heng sat on the side and guided her contentedly, tirelessly.

In the afternoon, Tong Wanrou originally wanted to go back to the study to copy the afternoon scriptures, but Fu Heng dragged her out.

Fu Heng took her to a Jixian tea house in the city, everywhere was elegant and picturesque.Judging from the enthusiastic attitude of the waiter in the tea house towards Fu Heng, Fu Heng is a frequent visitor to this tea house.

"Sixth Master, you are auspicious."

Fu Heng led Tong Wanrou, who was wearing a gauze hat, into the room, and said to the enthusiastic waiter, "It's still a private room, three plates of fruit, three plates of order."

Xiao Er echoed loudly: "Okay, Liu Ye, take your seat. Upstairs, there are three plates of fruit in the private room, three plates to order, and a pot of Biluochun."

Fu Heng led Tong Wanrou upstairs all the way, opened the beaded curtain of the private room himself, let Tong Wanrou walk in, took off the gauze cap for Tong Wanrou, and put it aside, Tong Wanrou looked at the private room, and felt that everything was well arranged. The bookshelf is elegant, each room is separated by bookshelves, and the bookshelves are full of books of various colors, including hand-copied ancient books and literature, as well as popular novels in the market. Holding a small incense stick, the smoke is overflowing, and the fruity sandalwood smells very peaceful.

"This is a place I often come to. Although it's small, the environment is not bad. If you don't want to stay in the mansion or go out for a stroll, you can come here and sit. It's good."

Tong Wanrou curled her lips, feeling that everything was very novel. After hearing what Fu Heng said, she nodded again and again: "Well, the environment is quite good. Although it is in the street, it doesn't seem noisy at all."

Fu Heng saw her surprised eyes and a smile on his face. He thought that she was used to the beautiful scenery of carved beams and painted buildings, and would look down on such ordinary places, but he didn't expect that she liked them.

I can't help but feel that the relationship between the two is getting closer, at least his wife is willing to get close to him and walk into his life, which is good.

"The fruit tea here is also a must. The fruit plate is exquisite, the dim sum is novel, and the tea is also fragrant. You will know after a while."

While talking, Xiao Er came in with a tray, put three trays of three o'clock and a pot of tea on the table, and then walked out respectfully.

Fu Heng put some of each fruit on the small plate in front of Tong Wanrou, then put the chopsticks into her hand, and said, "Eat and eat."

Tong Wanrou smiled at him, it was beautiful and moving, and Fu Heng returned a smirk.

Neither of them are talkative people, so they don't need to talk too much when the artistic conception is reached. They sat together and read their favorite books for a while, and then Fu Heng lowered his head and fiddled with him and even changed them.

After half a stick of incense, there was a burst of inquiries from the waiter outside:
"Sixth Master, Mr. Feng and the others are here, and I invite you to come over and have a seat."

Fu Heng looked at Tong Wanrou, and saw she nodded silently to him, then put down the book, stepped off the soft couch, opened the curtain, and asked Xiao Er:

"Young Master Feng alone?"

Xiao Er shook his head: "No, there are Zhao Ye and He Ye, and two scholar sons whom I don't know."

Fu Heng nodded, returned to the elegant room, and said to Tong Wanrou:

"A few friends are here. I'll meet them and I'll be back later, okay?"

Tong Wanrou knew that this was the place where he and his friends often met. When a friend came, she naturally went to meet and say hello, so she nodded and said, "Okay, I'll wait for you here."

Only then did Fu Heng enter the room, took the Jiulianhuan on the table and walked out of the private room.Thinking that he might want to share the method of solving the Nine Chains with his friends, he couldn't help but feel that his childlike innocence was still intact, and smiled with relief, and then continued to devote his mind to the narrative novel he just started. Excellent, although it is not as literary as everyone else's, but it does not affect the emotions and measures, making people want to stop after reading it.

(End of this chapter)