pampering wife

Chapter 115

Knowing how dangerous the road ahead is, and how many difficulties await him, he still chooses to love her without hesitation and wants to marry her.He also greedily wanted to protect her carefully, so that she would not suffer any grievances and difficulties.

He was really digging a hole for himself to find trouble, but he was willing.

The two of them had enough of their own words, Jun Li wanted to take Qingmei out to relax, but was afraid that her running around outside would affect her recovery, so she had to suppress it.Before leaving, he urged: "Quickly heal your injuries, let's open a tavern together."

"I opened the tavern myself!" Qingmei protested.

"You are the shopkeeper, I'll handle the business, okay?" He pinched her face affectionately relying on the fact that there was no one around, and then left contentedly.Qingmei stood there silly and happy, sweet beyond measure, a little excited and surging in her heart, but she was too embarrassed to confide in Xu, Qingmei thought about it, and decided to talk to He Zilian.Due to the unhealed leg injury, under Xu's strong request, he finally hired a carriage.

The He family is not idle at the moment, the spring is coming soon, although Mrs. He mother and daughter know He Zimo's talent, they are still a little worried.After all, there are many talented people in the world. Although He Zimo is famous in Wancheng, he may not be able to win compared to the gentlemen of these scholarly families in Beijing.They can't get the bottom line of other people. Although Mrs. He's mother and daughter don't say it clearly, the suspense can be seen at a glance.

Qing Meiyuan also guessed that He Zilian had a careful heart, and she was probably looking for anxiety for herself at the moment, so she came here rashly.Sure enough, He Zilian was lying by the window in a daze at the moment, but she didn't hear Mrs. He yelling through the window twice, it was Qingmei who stepped forward and patted her lightly, which shocked He Zilian.

"What is Lian'er thinking?" Qingmei asked knowingly.

He Zilian frowned, "Brother Ming'er has to take the exam in the Tribute Court of the Ministry of Rites, I don't know..." The melancholy in her heart was not concealed, she said all her worries, Qingmei smiled to persuade her, and said something interesting Things reassured her.

The two little sisters drank tea and chatted around the round table, talking about Chunwei, Guozijian, various academies in the capital, and recent outings in various academies—Xu Huaiyuan went outing in front of Lizheng Academy where Xu Huaiyuan was. A bouquet of wild flowers came, and they are being raised in clear water right now.

When Qingmei heard this, she joked, "Huaiyuan, this kid, hasn't even shown himself in front of my mother and me, but he's thinking about sending you flowers!"

"Just on the way." He Zilian poked Qingmei again, "Where are you?"

The daughter's family's concerns are well known to each other, and Qingmei knows what she is referring to, and Junli's appearance can't help appearing in front of her eyes.Jun Li, who was walking in the palace city, suddenly sneezed and rubbed his nose.The Guanlan Hall, which the emperor used in his spare time, was close in front of him. He sorted out what he wanted to say in his mind, and slowly walked up the jade steps.

The little eunuch outside bowed to greet the King, and Jiang Quan who was beside the emperor greeted him, "This old slave greets the King."

"Is the father in there?" Once Junli stepped into the palace gate, he would put away his unruly affability outside, and his words were a little more dignified. Of course, Jiang Quan didn't dare to neglect, "The sage is here, let the old slave go in and communicate." report."

Holding the scroll wrapped in a brocade box in Jun Li's hand, he stood and waited for a while, then Jiang Quan hurried out the door and bowed, "Please, King Ying."

The elegant fragrance in the Guanlan Hall was faint, and the emperor was sitting in front of the imperial case reviewing papers. Behind him was a row of tall bookshelves filled with book boxes at uneven heights, making the emperor a bit thin.He has recently recovered from an illness. Although the Ministry of Etiquette has to worry about Chun Wei's affairs, this is the country's top priority in selecting talents.

Junli went up to say hello, and he was not in a hurry to talk about business, he took care of the emperor's body first, and then said: "I first searched for famous paintings, and unexpectedly got a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains, and specially sent it to my father for royal viewing. "

"Let me see it." The emperor was fond of calligraphy and painting, so he naturally became more energetic after hearing about it.

Jun Li opened the brocade box, took the scroll and presented it.The twelve-foot-long picture scroll was slowly opened on the imperial case, and the emperor looked at it, and his body trembled a little.He waved his hand to push everyone away, raised his head and said, "This...is He Gong's legacy?" His voice trembled slightly with excitement.

"It's not He Gong who did the painting, but his only son. Father, look at the layout of this painting, which is actually very similar to He Gong."

"It turned out to be Hanzhang's handwriting." The emperor did not dare to touch the painting directly, but lightly stroked the surrounding mountings, and sighed: "He was originally taught by He Gong himself, and he has achieved a lot. This painting can almost be faked when it is taken out." He Zimo's grandfather once taught Xi Jinshang the art of painting, and the emperor and He Hanzhang also knew each other. Now thinking of the He family's resignation and going back to seclusion, it is very embarrassing.

The emperor looked at it for a long time before retracting his gaze, "Where did you find this painting? Are there other paintings?"

"After the He family left Beijing, they went back and forth several times, and finally settled down in Wancheng. As far as I know, Mr. He never took up a pen after that, and Mr. Hanzhang also followed his father to seal his pen, only for teaching. This painting is Hanzhang. It is his last writing that Mr. Hid in the deep mountains and devoted his life's efforts to do it at the end of his life."

Jun Li slowly clarified the facts, but the emperor's expression changed.After a long time, the emperor murmured: "Fengbi...the map of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains...Duke He was wronged and left back then. The He family, it is the He family again!"

(End of this chapter)