pampering wife

Chapter 19

Xu took Qingmei and Xu Huaiyuan to find an inn to rest temporarily.

According to Qingmei's meaning, although Mrs. Gu had a deep affection with her mother and sister before she left the pavilion, and her temperament was tolerant and easy-going, but after many years, who knows what kind of temperament she is now?What is Gu Shangshu's attitude towards Qingmei?

Back then when Qu Heng was accused of collaborating with the enemy and treason, and the Qu family was implicated, didn't Qingmei's maternal ancestral family quickly disregard the relationship with the Qu family, didn't they have any old ties to each other?Over the years, the grandfather's family has never cared about her life or death.

What's more, in the past few years, Mrs. Xu and Mrs. Gu have only exchanged letters occasionally, and they don't know anything about the Gu family. Who knows what kind of girl Mrs. Gu likes?What kind of relationship does Gu Fu have?It would be rash if the three of them rushed straight to Gu's mansion so hastily.

Xu's family was persuaded by Qingmei, and Niang'er made a decision after three simple discussions——

It is now the beginning of August, and there are still two months before the end of October that Mrs. Gu said, why don't the three of them rent a yard to live in, and Mrs. Xu will find a way to find out some detailed information about the Gu family, and then go to Gu. The government recognizes each other.

It was night and the three of them took the little one to rest at the inn.Qingmei thought that since He Zimo's family had already moved to Beijing, if they could rent near them, it would be better for the two families to take care of each other.So the next day she and Xu Huaiyuan went to the Imperial College.

Because of the emphasis on writing and ink in this dynasty, the Imperial College has been moved to Chengxian Street on the west side of the imperial city.The entire Guozijian is large in scale and located in a secluded location. When you approach it, you can hear the singing of birds. There are no shops and pedestrians on the street. Only two rows of green weeping willows are silent and graceful in the wind. The names of Guozijian students over the years are engraved on it.

The Qingmei brothers and sisters were stopped when they arrived at the entrance of the Imperial College. Sitting in the booth at the entrance were four students on duty.When one of them saw them, he put down his scroll, came over and asked, "Who are you looking for?"

Xu Huaiyuan also returned the courtesy, "I want to find a man named He Zimo, isn't it convenient?"

"He Zimo?" The scholar obviously didn't recognize him, he walked over and asked the three imperial students, they all shook their heads, then the scholar entered the door, and came out after a while and said, "You two, please follow me. "

Guozijian is a sacred place in the minds of scholars in Qi State. When Xu Huaiyuan walked into Jixian Gate, he couldn't help being awed, and even his steps and appearance became neat.Although Qingmei didn't have such thoughts, but after all, it was the highest school in the dynasty, so she was a little solemn.

After the scholar led them in, he turned right. There was a row of four rooms next to an upside-down copper bell. The red-painted green windows were hidden under a tall ancient locust tree, which was clean and cool.There was a desk table in the room, and a man about forty years old in official uniform was drinking tea. When he saw them coming in, he looked them up and asked, "Are you looking for He Zimo?"

Qingmei bowed and said "Yes", and the man said, "Sit over there first, He Zimo will come over later." After saying that, he took a stack of test papers, and began to grade slowly with a Chinese ink pen.

Although Xu Huaiyuan didn't know what official position this person was in, he was in awe of him, and his eyes followed the vermilion brush all the time.Qingmei gradually relaxed, looking around the room, it is naturally full of calligraphy and painting, the only thing that does not match the atmosphere of the writing is the few wine gourds in the corner.

She was curious in her heart, so she heard light footsteps approaching, and a figure flashed at the door, and she saw He Zimo walking in with a long body.

Seeing that it was the two of them, a light flashed in He Zimo's eyes, but he still walked up to the man and said respectfully, "Dr. Wu."

Dr. Wu took a look at him, then nodded and smiled: "This article is very well done. I read it yesterday when Meng Hanlin and I came here, and they were all full of praise." Then he pointed to the Qingmei siblings, "Go ahead. .” He Zimo immediately withdrew, waved to the Qingmei siblings, and motioned for them to come out and speak.

The Guozijian was spacious and spacious, and He Zimo led them to the quiet old locust tree.Just when the autumn wind is curling up, a string of red and white Sophora japonica blooms between the green leaves and branches of the locust tree, and the delicate and lovely flowers are all over the branches, and the elegant fragrance is diffused.

He Zimo stood still under the Sophora japonica flower, showing a rare look of surprise: "Why did you go to Beijing? Is Aunt Xu here too?"

"I thought of opening a tavern in the capital, so I came here, just in time for Huaiyuan to find a good academy to study in." Qingmei hadn't been taught by He Zimo for a long time, so she lost a little bit of her earlier fear, and became lively when she spoke.

He Zimo nodded and said, "It would be really good to open a fruit tavern in the capital. Are you settled?"

"I haven't settled down yet. My mother thought that since Aunt He and Lian'er are here, it would be better for the two families to live closer together, so Huaiyuan and I were asked to find Mr. I wonder if there is an empty courtyard near Mr.'s house?"

"We live in Chongrenfang, there should be an idle courtyard." He Zimo smiled slightly, "Huaiyuan has grown up again, have you found a suitable academy?"

Xu Huaiyuan then replied: "Not yet. I'm afraid I'll have to trouble Mr. He again." Facing this talented scholar named Cao Wancheng, his expression was a little shy.

"It should." He Zimo's gaze paused for a while on the thin hairpin tassels in Qingmei's hair.The Imperial College was empty and quiet with few people, and a few pagoda flowers fell in the wind on Qingmei's dark and soft hair, as if on the day of parting, the wisteria flowers in front of the courtyard swirled and fell on the tip of her shoulders and hair, softly touching the heart.

He was slightly distracted, and then heard Qingmei say: "It's getting late, so don't bother Mr.?" He Zimo nodded in agreement, and sent them to the gate of the Imperial Prison.

(End of this chapter)