Queen Mother's A Scientist

Recently, old lady Fu is ill in bed. Fu tingye can't help visiting from time to time. However, he is a little bored with more times.

Because every time we meet, Mrs. Fu always talks about his childhood.

Maybe the old lady wants to mend the relationship between mother and son, but recalling the past is not applicable to Fu tingye, because the more he recalls the warm time before the age of 10, Fu tingye is more and more impressed by his mother's ruthless turn after the age of 10

He really didn't understand why the old lady was so.

Even if she doesn't do anything, Fu tingye, as the only son of the Marquis, won't ignore her. He will certainly support her and live a good life.

In the evening, Fu tingye plans to go to another hospital to find Hua Qingxue and supervise her to take medicine and supplements.

Just about to go out, the bodyguard outside reported that Cheng wanmiao was coming again

The reason for using the word "you" is that she has come so frequently recently.

But every time it was the old lady's intention, so the bodyguard couldn't turn a blind eye. He always had to inform Fu tingye.

Cheng wanmiao is sixteen years old. Her marriage is also a topic that old lady Fu must mention every time.

Fu tingye frowned and asked the bodyguard around him, "has there been no result of what you were asked to check?"

The bodyguard looked puzzled and replied, "I haven't found a suitable candidate for the time being."

Fu tingye looked surprised when he heard the speech. "There is no suitable candidate in Shengjing?"

He remembered that Mrs. Fu's requirements were not high. How could she not find a suitable candidate?

"Back to the general, most of those who are the same age as Miss Cheng have just obtained fame. Even if they have an official position, they will be sent to some small places to cook their qualifications according to the rules of the imperial court. The old lady should be closer to take care of them. Naturally, she doesn't consider those who are sent out."

When he was transferred back to Beijing, he was in his twenties and had already married and had children.

Not everyone is as single as Fu tingye until 28

In short, young unmarried people are still working outside, while those with officials in Shengjing are married.

"Even so, it's not impossible to find one." Fu tingye frowned deeply and said.

There are so many talented people in the capital that you can't find a young and promising capital official who happens not to have a wife?

The bodyguard replied, "the young childe who can have a way to work in Shengjing are all the descendants of an aristocratic family. The marriage relationship is complex. Even if he didn't get married, he had already decided to get married."

The marriage of the children of an aristocratic family is a bargaining chip for the maintenance of power. We will never consider Miss Cheng wanmiao as a down-to-earth cousin.

The Xu family and other small families may not know, but these families all know that Weiyuan Hou's house and Fu tingye's general house are different things. Marrying Cheng wanmiao is not good for them.

In this way, Mrs. Fu's seemingly ordinary request made it difficult for Fu tingye.

"Keep looking." Fu tingye explained with some annoyance.

"Yes, my subordinates do."

Cheng wanmiao is still waiting outside. Fu tingye has to bear it and go again.

The beautiful and graceful woman is particularly pleasing to the eye in the bleak scenery in late autumn. Unfortunately, Fu tingye has never been a person who cherishes fragrance and jade. What's more, he subconsciously keeps a distance from the people around Mrs. Fu.

Cheng wanmiao looked at him with beautiful eyes. "Cousin and aunt refused to take medicine. Go and persuade her..."

That's the reason again.

Fu tingye has a headache. Didn't his mother just make a scene this morning?

However, his mother was seriously ill. As a son of man, he should never show any boredom. Fu tingye had to go with her again.

I miss my days in Qingzhou very much

Well, clean.

……

Fu tingye went to Mrs. Fu, sat down for a while, and couldn't wait to leave.

Because she was worried about whether Hua Qingxue took medicine on time, her attitude naturally showed perfunctory.

After he left, Mrs. Fu was depressed and smashed a cup angrily!

Cheng wanmiao was startled. She felt that the old lady was more and more like a fake these days. It was clear that she was not ill. Now her mood is as Moody as a real person who has been ill for a long time!

Old lady Fu looked at Fu tingye's departure direction gloomily, and said discontentedly, "I've been ill for a long time and I have no filial son in front of my bed. It's really a wolf's heart and dog's lung! Although I'm not his mother, I raised him myself! Look at him now! "

Cheng wanmiao comforted softly: "maybe my cousin is really busy with official business..."

"You are also a useless!" Mrs. Fu suddenly yelled, "how long has he been back to shengkyoto? You can't even close a man's heart! He didn't even look at you when he hit the door! It's a waste of my careful cultivation! "

Cheng wanmiao's eyes turned red and she was very wronged.

Fu tingye doesn't look at her, and she is also very sad. However, although she is not a famous lady, she is also a daughter of everyone. How can she do something to invite favors and flattery?

Cheng wanmiao boasts of being chaste and virtuous. On the first day of junior high school, she deliberately fell into the water and was rescued by the young master Xu in full view of the public. There are already some gossip. If she takes another wrong step, she is afraid that her reputation will be completely damaged!

After scolding old lady Fu, she also felt boring.

I wanted to pretend to be ill this time, let Cheng wanmiao perform well, and let the two have a chance to get close, but Fu tingye didn't buy it at all! What's the use of scolding Cheng wanmiao?

She knows that Fu tingye will not stay in Shengjing all the time, but Fu tingye and Cheng wanmiao have not made progress. How can he agree to marry Cheng wanmiao in the future? How to give birth to a young son?

The old lady was anxious, the corners of her eyes drooped, and the bottom of her eyes was a lingering haze.

The old lady didn't speak, and Cheng wanmiao didn't dare to speak. She carefully accompanied her.

I don't know how long it took, Mrs. Fu finally opened her mouth and said in an old hoarse voice, "get ready. I'll give a banquet in a few days."

"... banquet?" Cheng wanmiao was surprised and said, "but some time ago, the house just held a flower banquet..."

Old Mrs. Fu replied with an expressionless face, "make a fuss. Who doesn't have a constant number of big and small parties in Shengjing?"

That's right, but the Marquis of Weiyuan never holds a banquet. It's a little strange to hold two banquets in a short time?

"Pass it on and say that I've been ill for too long and want to be lively in the house. As for the name..." old Fu raised his eyes and looked at her lightly. "Just think about it. Remember, the more lively it is, the better."

Cheng wanmiao knew that Mrs. Fu's party was not simple. She didn't dare to ask, but nodded obediently and said yes.

……

Because of the delay in Mrs. Fu's place, when Fu tingye came to huaqingxue's other hospital, he had already passed the dinner time.

He asked huan'er what Hua Qingxue had for dinner today and found that Hua Qingxue's appetite had been greatly reduced.

Fu tingye sighed in his heart: this woman really can't do without herself! I can't even eat!

But she is too delicate. She can't be used to her anymore. It's hard not to eat because he's not here?!

"The last time the blood swallow was stewed, send a bowl." Fu tingye said.

It's not easy to raise a few kilograms of meat. Since you don't eat enough for dinner, you can make up for it at night.

After Fu tingye explained, he went straight into the house.

Hua Qingxue sat alone at the table, wondering what she was thinking, staring at the jumping candles on the table.

Fu tingye came over, touched her cheek and squeezed the palm of his hand. He felt a little cold, so he put a rabbit hair cloak on Hua Qingxue.

Hua Qingxue twisted, unwilling to cooperate with him, "it's too hot..."

Fu tingye pulled her shoulder and said seriously, "Lu Zhengqing said that you must take good care of yourself this time because you have suffered from cold, otherwise you will have the problem of chills in the future."

Hua Qingxue bargained with him: "then wear it and don't tie it up?"

Fu tingye reluctantly agrees.

Hua Qingxue's mood is very low. Fu tingye puts on his cloak and doesn't move.

"What are you thinking?" Fu tingye saw her unhappy and asked, "look, you have no spirit."

Hua Qingxue held her cheek and said, "today, I walked around the school. Master Meng was released from prison. The children are very happy..."

Her voice dropped and she thought of the little girl carrying firewood. It was a bit like a lump in her throat and very uncomfortable.

Fu tingye asked, "what's the matter?"

Hua Qingxue thought for a moment and told him what she saw and heard today. She sighed: "I always feel very poor. The little girl is thin and small. She stands on the corner and seems to want to play with other children, but she dare not... Those children throw mud at her. I want to stop it, but everyone says she is a broom star."

"And such a thing?" Fu tingye was surprised to hear her explain the cause and effect. "Will there be a lightning ball chasing people?"

"The world is full of wonders..." Hua Qingxue sighed, "although the probability is very low, it is not impossible under extreme weather conditions. Alas, because of this, everyone thinks that the Tong family has done evil and has been punished by God. Even the children of the Tong family have been bullied and excluded... "

Fu tingye said, "if you don't have the heart, just think of a way to help them. There's no need to worry about such a thing."

In his opinion, this is a piece of cake. It's easy to solve. Huaqingxue doesn't have to worry about it at all.

"I just think... In fact, I could have done more." Hua Qingxue murmured.

Fu tingye frowned.

Hua Qingxue looked up at him, and he wanted to stop talking.

Fu tingye frowned. He suddenly had a bad feeling and couldn't help saying, "Lu Zhengqing said you can't hurt your mind..."

"I..." Hua Qingxue pursed her lips, paused for a moment, and then said vaguely, "I... I'll talk to him tomorrow."

"This still needs to be discussed?" Fu tingye disagreed. "What do you want to do?"

Hua Qingxue lowered her head and whispered her thoughts: "I want to... Turn this house into a school... Well, I mean... Academy."

Finally, he added: "you said last time that although I have no merit and reputation, if I become a master, the emperor will give extra grace."

Fu tingye looked at her in disbelief. "Do you know how much effort and energy it takes to run an academy?"