surnamed Wang

Chapter 219 Portrait
Seeing that the other party is not a person who is good at talking, Bai Yuniang, as a woman, has no way to have the cheek to strike up a conversation.

So after asking a few innocuous questions, he bid farewell and left in a dispirited mood.

Just at this moment, the man who would feel inferior to her for a long time, finally took the initiative to say:

"Oh, by the way, I've always forgotten to introduce myself, my surname is Lu, Lu Xiaoxian."

The woman turned around when she heard the words, and was stunned for a moment. She didn't expect the man in front of her to have such a beautiful name.

Facing the questioning eyes of the other party, Bai Yuniang realized that she had been staring at the man surnamed Lu unconsciously for a long time, so she quickly glanced at the man and said softly:
"My surname is Bai, Bai Yuniang."

"Happy to meet."

Lu Xiaoxian was still smiling.

The woman, who was so domineering in the cottage that she could walk sideways, was like a lamb. She didn't dare to look at the man anymore, and turned her head away in a hurry.

……

Inside the capital city, in the imperial study room, the emperor frowned and sat behind the dragon table, on which there was a letter.

There was a man in black kneeling in front of the case, bowing his head in silence, as if he was waiting for an order.

After a long time, the emperor finally spoke:
"You said just now that you met Wang Bingquan in Zhenjian Mansion?"

"Your Majesty, that is indeed the case." The man in black replied in a deep voice.

"What did he go there for? Do you know Chu Lixia's true identity?"

"Returning to Your Majesty, according to Zishu, Princess Beitu suffers from a persistent illness, and the Eighth Prince was entrusted to help find a doctor because he had some friendship with King Pu Wen of Beitu Nanyuan.

On the way, I happened to meet Princess Donghan and her party. Although the two had contacts, they didn't seem to know each other's details. "

The emperor nodded when he heard the words, "In that case, then don't let this princess enter the palace, and send her elsewhere."

"May I ask Your Majesty, where do you want to arrange her?"

The emperor thought for a moment and said, "Prince Ankang's Mansion."

The dark guard, who had been bowing his head and obeying orders, had an extremely weird expression after hearing this, but he still replied: "Yes."

The emperor rarely showed a smile, and seemed to be talking to himself:
"This trouble was caused by that kid. I want to see how he handles it."

The dark guard still lowered his head, but there was a smile on the corner of his mouth.

"Okay, you won't be needed in the capital for a while, so you can help your master, he's in Girl Mountain, after this incident, you will no longer be the dark guard Maotu."

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

The dark guard Maotu raised his head, thanked the emperor sincerely, and then bowed to the end.

If Wang Bingquan was present, he would definitely be able to recognize that this hidden guard, whose alias is "Maotu", is Lu Xiaoxian's apprentice Xishun.

It's just that now his face is less childish and more solemn.

After Xishun withdrew, the emperor picked up the letter on the table again.

The letter was written by a powerful official in Donghan to a man in the dynasty who also had the same hand and eyes.

Although the handwriting in the letter is slightly different from the one on Princess Donghan's body, through Lu Xiaoxian's imitation, there are also eight or nine points of resemblance in form and five or six points of spirit.

Looking at the above content, the emperor fell into deep thought.

……

There is a huge stone on the north side of Wangshizhai, and there is a wooden frame as high as a person standing next to it, and two swings are tied to the wooden frame.

At this moment, Bai Yuniang was sitting on one of the swings, her eyes were dazed, and she was muttering:

"A pair of affectionate and smiling eyes, an indistinguishable male and female face, read thousands of romantic articles, leaving behind a thousand suave looks."

Before the age of 20, she did not believe in love at first sight, but after the age of 20, she believed in it. This year, Bai Yuniang will be twenty.

Lu Xiaoxian fulfilled all her fantasies about men, her gestures are indescribably elegant, but the elegance also reveals a man's unique heroic spirit.

This kind of elegance with just the right proportion made the girl who just arrived in the Mood for Love fall into the trap without warning.

All this is due to Lu Xiaoxian's life.

He is a declining royal family, and he has an aura of nobility that ordinary people cannot learn. He is an excellent actor, and his elegance has long been integrated into his every frown and smile. This elegance is enough to overshadow most women. .

At the same time, he also has good skills, which makes his elegance less charming and powdery, and more heroic.

With the blessing of these advantages, not to mention a little girl who is ignorant of the world, even those milfs who grow up and shuttle among the flowers, how many of them can not be tempted?

Do you think that those who go to Guanghan Tower to watch operas and listen to music all day are old men?In fact, many of them are the daughters of rich families and daughters of deep boudoirs.

Fortunately, Bai Yuniang didn't let Bai Yuniang see the scene of Lu Xiaoxian dancing long sleeves on the stage and dancing swords off the stage, otherwise she might give birth to the spirit of "can sing all kinds of tenderness on stage, and hold a three-foot sword off stage" sentence.

When Bai Yuniang was in the "Girl Huaichun", a middle-aged man came to the side and sat on another swing.

"Yu Niang, what are you talking about?"

One sentence brought Bai Yuniang back to reality, she glanced at the middle-aged man beside her, and said doubtfully:

"Father, why are you walking silently?"

The middle-aged man, whose height was seven feet apart, weighed nearly two hundred catties, looked at his stomach, and was even more puzzled than the daughter next to him, walking silently?

The middle-aged man was obviously used to carelessness, he didn't think about what was going on, and then said with a smile on his face:

"Yu Niang, there is something I haven't told you about my father, and now I want to discuss it with you."

"what's up?"

"Um... It's about your lifelong event. I have an old friend. When you were young, we made an agreement. If he has a son in the future, we will marry you."

When Bai Yuniang heard this, her expression froze for a moment, and then she seemed to understand something suddenly, her face turned red and she lowered her head.

The Mountain King of Girl Mountain didn't notice the change in his daughter's expression at all, and continued on his own:
"At that time, my father also saw that the guy couldn't find a wife, so he agreed casually, but the old boy was a thief. Seeing that he couldn't find a wife, he took in a foster son, and he wanted to take advantage of it no matter what.

You also know that father is the most trustworthy person, and father also knows that he is sorry for this matter, so, you go and take a look at that person, if you are satisfied, father will naturally be happy, if not, that kid is a adopted son after all, and father will Do not embarrass you. "

Bai Zijing knows his own daughter's temper best, if this matter is not handled well, it will be a small matter for her reputation of treachery, but it will be a big matter for her precious daughter to stop talking to her in a fit of anger.

So he speaks carefully at the moment, for fear that he will offend this aunt by accident.

Unexpectedly, this daughter, who would pull his beard whenever he disagreed with her, did something wrong today, her head was lowered the whole time, and her face could not be seen as cloudy or sunny.

Finally, he said something in an almost inaudible voice:

"You don't need to read any more, just listen to your father's decision."

After finishing speaking, he ran away with his head down, leaving Bai Zijing with a confused face.

Bai Zijing stroked his beard, feeling strange. After thinking for a while, he couldn't think of anything strange in his mind, so he got up and left, and walked towards the east side of the cottage.

When he came to a house, he knocked on the door, and the people in the house were obviously prepared, and opened the door immediately.

The one who opened the door was a young man in his [-]th or [-]th year, with a scimitar with a bright red scabbard hanging from his waist. It was the one Wang Bingquan and others met along the way.

"Uncle Bai, how is it? Miss Bai, did she promise to see me?"

the boy asked impatiently.

Bai Zijing still looked puzzled, subconsciously replied: "No."

The boy immediately became dejected when he heard the words, but the other party's next words immediately cheered him up again.

"She said don't look at it, let me make the decision."

The young man immediately blushed with excitement, knelt down with a "plop", and bowed his head, "Father-in-law is on top, and my son-in-law bows."

……

Wang Gangquan and the others left Beijing after the [-]th day of the eighth lunar month. It took them four or five days to stop and go all the way. Although there were still a few days before the autumnal equinox, the fruits all over the mountains and plains were more than half ripe.

Under the torment of the autumn tiger, several people walked on the official road hungry and thirsty. Not far in front of them happened to be a persimmon tree full of orange and yellow fruits. There were so many fruits that the branches were bent.

Pu Wen, who was in charge of driving the car, was the first to notice it, so he whipped his whip and quickly approached the persimmon tree.

Wang Gangquan pulled his straw hat, and said lightly:
"Don't worry, this thing can't be eaten now."

"This fruit looks so attractive in color, why can't I eat it?"

Pu Wen asked with his mouth, but the movements of his hands didn't stop.

Beidu is covered with grasslands as far as the eye can see. There are few trees, and even if there are, they are low shrubs. There are very few fruit trees that grow up to one foot like the one in the Central Plains, let alone those towering giant trees that can easily reach more than ten feet.

Wang Gangquan knew that the other party had never seen anything in the world, so he opened his mouth to explain:

"Although the persimmons in this season look attractive on the outside, they are actually very astringent on the inside, and they need to be beaten by frost before they can turn sweet.

But if you really want to eat it, you can also coat the outside with wine, seal it in a jar, and eat it after a few days. "

"I see."

When the two were talking, the carriage had already arrived under the tree. Pu Wen climbed directly up the branch, and soon reached the top of the tree. After a while, he picked a large handful of golden persimmons.

Wang Gangquan took out the half jar of wine left over from the carriage, smeared the persimmons one by one with the wine, and put them in the jar for storage. He turned around to look at Pu Wen, but saw him looking at him with a strange expression.

"How does it taste?" Wang Gingquan asked with a half-smile.

"Brother Si, you are good at talking, but you are extremely shy."

Pu Wen seemed to have turned into a big tongue, unable to speak clearly.

Just now he couldn't bear the temptation, so he secretly hid one, and took a bite while Wang Jingquan was not paying attention, and he didn't notice anything wrong at the first bite, but the more he chewed, the more astringent it became, and finally his whole mouth became numb, which made him uncomfortable. I can't wait to scrape off the tongue coating.

"Young man, listen to advice."

"That's it."

……

A few days later, on Girl Mountain, in Wangshi Village, a young man with a knife on his waist was following a woman in her early twenties, her face full of flattery.

"Daughter-in-law, what do you want to eat, I'll go down the mountain and buy it for you."

The woman's face was indifferent, she didn't pay attention to the other party, and walked quickly, trying to get rid of the other party.

This strange scene did not attract the attention of the people around, because in their view, it had long been familiar.

At first, the woman would say some threatening words such as "Don't scream, or I will kill you", but after realizing that it didn't work at all against this skinless guy, the woman gave up.

This woman named Yuniang only regretted that she hadn't asked clearly before, and agreed in a muddle-headed manner. Now the other party is sticking to her body like a dog's skin plaster, and she can't even shake it off.

This has to start a few days ago.

When Bai Zijing asked her to talk about this matter, she took it for granted that the marriage partner was the elegant man with a face that would bring disaster to the country and the people, so she agreed without even thinking about it.

Unexpectedly, when she was taken to meet the Lord with a shy face, she froze on the spot.

The man she was thinking of was not present at the scene, but a guy who was still a child no matter how he looked at it.

"My lady, my name is Chen Daxia, you can call me Daxia directly."

The child opened his mouth with a sentence that nearly broke Bai Yuniang.

She looked at her father in disbelief and asked:

"Father, is this Three Inch Nails the person you're talking about?"

Bai Zijing's expression was awkward. He always felt that his daughter might be wrong. To be on the safe side, he let them meet. Now it seems that this is indeed the case.

"Yuniang, Chen Shitou is the adopted son of my father's old friend Chen Chong. He looks younger, but he has a good heart. Besides, it's time to grow his body, and he will naturally grow taller in a few years."

The boy whose original name was Chen Shitou but changed his name to Chen Daxia nodded quickly and said:

"My father said, I'm half a child, I'm a poor old man, I'm growing up now, so I'm sure I'll look the same every day."

"So you came here to eat and drink?" Bai Yuniang gave him a sideways look.

The original sarcasm sounded different to Chen Shitou, and he said shyly:

"Although a man should aim everywhere, but since you say so, Yu Niang, then it's not a bad idea for me to be a son-in-law who cuts through the door."

Bai Yuniang is familiar with so many etiquette, justice, integrity and shame, but now she can't see the slightest bit in the other party, and she doesn't bother to talk nonsense, so she just said "dream" coldly, turned around and left.

The remaining "Sister-in-law Weng" looked at each other.

"Stone, look..."

Just as Bai Zijing was about to speak, Chen Shitou immediately chuckled and said confidently:
"Father-in-law, I understand that it's normal that Yuniang can't accept it for a while, please give me some time."

Bai Zijing was originally afraid that his daughter would hit the young man, but now it seems that he is thinking too much.

Originally planning to see off the guest tactfully, he thought twice and changed his mind. Now this child looks a bit like when he was young.

Back then, Bai Zijing also relied on this indomitable thick-skinnedness to marry Bai Yuniang's mother.

After thinking about it, Bai Zijing said:

"Although I have an appointment with your father, you are only his adopted son after all. Well, I will allow you to live in the cottage for a period of time. Whether you succeed or not depends entirely on yourself."

The young man who thought he would be invited down the mountain immediately showed joy, nodded and said:

"Thank you father-in-law, I will definitely succeed."

Since then, there has been a follower behind Bai Yuniang, who keeps calling her "daughter-in-law", which annoys her unbearably.

……

"Mr. Lu, excuse me."

Bai Yuniang closed the door and locked Chen Shitou behind him outside. The latter was not displeased at all, standing at the door with a knife in his hand, with a faint smile on his face, like a guard.

Lu Xiaoxian inside the room was drawing a picture with her head down, when she heard the voice, she raised her head and smiled at the woman.

After these few days of contact, the two of them are considered to be familiar with each other, and Bai Yuniang is now facing the gentle and elegant Lu Xiaoxian, and she is a little less shy when they first met.

She gently placed the food box on the table and asked softly:
"What is Mr. Lu drawing?"

Lu Xiaoxian put down the rabbit hair brush in his hand, gently blew on the wet ink, and showed it in front of Bai Yuniang.

After reading the contents on the rice paper, Bai Yuniang, who hadn't blushed for a long time, showed her cheeks red again.

"Young master painted me?"

The man nodded and handed over the rice paper with the woman's portrait on it.

"Miss Lao has been taking care of you for the past few days, and Lu is leaving tomorrow. Before leaving, I have nothing to give to the girl, so I drew a portrait and gave it to the girl to express my gratitude."

In the painting, there is a smile in the woman's eyes, but outside the painting, there is autumn water in the woman's eyes.

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