The atmosphere of Blue Wind Pavilion is different from usual recently. Thrush no longer sings, Mynah no longer calls Doctor Lin, and Master Xiaohou... withered.
His wilting is not only physical, but also emotionally sluggish. The birds are no longer walking, the flowers are no longer appreciated, the pot is no longer thrown, the eyes are closed, the body is paralyzed, and worldly desires have nothing to do with him.
The subordinates left by Blue Wind Pavilion liked their master very much. Little Hou Ye is witty and generous, and often finds fun with his servants. With his wilting, the yard became more and more dull, and he couldn't hear the slightest laughter.
Hualu and Huantong are the closest to the master, and they feel the most profound. They all agreed that Master and Master seemed to be quarreling, and now it is no one who is ignoring each other.
Huantong was sure: "It must be Xiao Hou's master that provokes our young master." According to his observation, Xiao Hou's master occasionally yawns in front of his young master, causing his young master to cross his eyebrows, and then pull others with a smile. Sleeve apologized, but didn't know what the picture was.
Hualu sighed: "It is said that the husband and wife are quarreling at the head of the bed, and I hope that they will reconcile soon."
Huantong said the truth: "The point is that they have never slept in a bed."
Lin Qingyu knew that Lu Wancheng was depressed, but he really didn't understand why Lu Wancheng was so depressed. He never informed Lu Wancheng that the side effects of the medicine were his negligence, but if he didn't use these medicines, according to his father's original prescription, Lu Wancheng would suffer unbearable pain after taking the medicine. In contrast, nothing is worth mentioning. The most important thing is that even if Lu Wancheng can do it, it is completely useless-he himself said that he was too lazy to move.
I hope Lu Wancheng can figure it out soon and cheer up.
After raining and pattering for almost half a month, there was a musty smell in the study, which affected people's mood of reading. Lin Qingyu prepared some spices that have the effect of removing tides, and asked people to light them in each room, and then ordered several servants to spread out the moldy books in the bookcases and dry them.
The study was so busy, Lin Qingyu couldn't stop reading, and simply cleaned up with the people. He opened a copy of "Lin'an Travel Notes", saw a list of notes written in pen, and asked: "This is Xiaohouye's book?"
Hualu came over and took a look, and said, "Yes, Master Xiaohou has been reading this book last year, and he told me that he wanted to go to Lin'an to see the scenery of the south of the Yangtze River."
Lin Qingyu frowned, "He also wrote this character?"
"Definitely is."
Lin Qingyu took a closer look at that line of gazes, and the more he looked at it, the more it felt wrong.
The characters Lu Wancheng wrote to Wen Guogong in the early stage are similar to his last year's writing style but not supernatural, as if... as if he was deliberately imitating. Of course, the shape of a character can be imitated, but the charm of a character reflects a person's mood and character. No matter how similar the "shape" is, the "shen" will always deviate.
Lin Qingyu pondered for a long time, and asked, "Is Xiao Hou Ye up?"
Hualu said: "I got up half an hour ago, and the grandpa ordered a few maids and stewards. The eldest master is talking to them in the main room."
Lin Qingyu walked to the door and was about to enter when he heard Lu Wancheng's voice: "You are the people sent by my grandfather. I can trust it. I think you don't need to say anything, you also know what to do."
An unfamiliar voice said: "Don't worry, Master Xiaohou, we will do our best to share the worries for Master Xiaohou."
"Wrong, not for me, but for Shaojun." Lu Wancheng said lightly, "I won't be able to survive next winter. When I go, Shaojun will go back to Lin Mansion. I hope he will be able to do so when he leaves. Bring most of the Hou Mansion’s family property, and you won’t be troubled by Mrs. Hou's-do you understand what I mean?"
After a brief silence, several people said in unison: "I am waiting for the little Hou master, and the young master is looking forward to the horse."
Lu Wancheng was quite satisfied: "After things are done, your benefits are indispensable."
Lin Qingyu's heart was slightly blocked, and she couldn't help but close her eyes and sigh slightly.
Lu Wancheng sent the person away, picked up the tea cup on the table and just took a sip of tea, when he heard a sound of "I have seen Young Master" from outside. He had a meal, pretended not to hear, and tasted his own tea.
Lin Qingyu walked in and said, "Master Xiaohou."
Lu Wancheng reserved "um". Lin Qingyu called out and then stopped talking, as if she was brewing words.
It's a man's dignity, Lu Wancheng didn't want to compromise so quickly. It's embarrassing to be unable to hold the big beauty, and the big beauty has directly taken away his dignity as a man. Is this damn tolerable
He didn't blame Lin Qingyu, he didn't know that Lin Qingyu did this to save him. Maybe you can't say hello to him in advance, it's scary, okay? He admitted that he was lazy, but he was a man anyway, how could he be indifferent to this kind of thing.
Hehe, he is wilted anyway, and he is still coaxing some big beauties. The big beauties should be given to the male protagonist who can seven times a night to coax him, he should lie down and die.
Lu Wancheng put down the tea cup and said, "If you are here to apologize, you don't have to."
Lin Qingyu said: "You think too much, I'm not here to apologize."
Lu Wancheng: "..." Yes, very strong.
Lin Qingyu groaned: "Why don't we just knot Jinlan."
Lu Wancheng was startled, and laughed angrily: "I was castrated by you, and I got married with you? I'm not cheap."
Lin Qingyu patiently said: "I didn't castrate you. Your failure was only caused by the drug. I will give you a few shots and it will be fine."
Lu Wancheng was comforted, but sneered on his face: "No need to change, I think this prescription is pretty good. I can't use it anyway, I don't need to care."
"Don't make trouble." Lin Qingyu leaned forward, her voice softly, "Didn't you always want to call me brothers and sisters."
The word "saying brother" made Lu Wancheng raise his eyes and look at the beauty like Aoxue Lingmei in front of him.
If Lin Qingyu can call him "brother" one by one, it seems okay to commit a crime
Lu Wancheng raised his eyebrows: "Are you serious?"
Lin Qingyu nodded: "A gentleman said."
Lu Wancheng covered his lips and coughed, "Then... knot again."
The two of them had no experience in bowing, so Lu Wancheng asked Huantong to prepare the incense burner, dagger, apricot wine, and futon according to what he saw in the script, and put a side table under the eaves, symmetrical the objects. Set it up.
Hualu had never seen this battle before, and curiously asked: "Young Master and Young Master what are they doing?"
Huantong happily said, "I can't see this? They are worshipping a handle."
Hualu's eyes widened suddenly, and she said in horror: "Why?"
"By the hand-the kind of'After drinking this glass of wine, brothers go together'."
Hualu's big eyes were filled with greater confusion: "But, they are already married couples!"
Lu Wancheng picked up the dagger and said hesitantly: "The book says that you need blood as an alliance to form justice..."
Lin Qingyu had the mentality of playing with his younger brother and said: "The body is skinned, and the parents are affected. As long as there is sincerity, it is not important to be ashamed of blood."
"You are right." Lu Wancheng lit three incense sticks and inserted them into the incense burner. "Let's just worship."
The two held wine in their hands, and both knelt down on the futon. Lu Wancheng said kindly: "The emperor is above, and Hou Tu is the testimony. Today, Lu Wancheng and Lin Qingyu are brothers of different surnames. I don't want to be born on the same day and the same year, but..." Lu Wancheng paused and laughed. He changed his mouth, "The future will be together in the same boat, and the stones will be used as steamed buns. If you work together, you will be happy to drink a glass of boiling water. ①"
Lin Qingyu: "..."
The two drank the Jieyi wine together, and Lin Qingyu invited Huantong to help Lu Wancheng get up. Seeing Lu Wancheng's eyebrows smiling, Lin Qingyu said coldly, "Are you happy now?"
Lu Wancheng raised the corner of his lips with a smirk: "Of course I am happy that I have a good brother. How about you, brother Qingyu?" After saying that, he looked at Lin Qingyu expectantly.
Lin Qingyu said calmly: "I'm okay, Brother Wan Cheng."
Lu Wancheng's smile solidified on his face: "No, no, no, I call you'Brother Qingyu', you should call me'Brother Wancheng', this is fair."
"What is the name of'brother', but not'brother'?"
Lu Wancheng suddenly felt like a bolt from the blue: "... Lin Qingyu, you have no heart."
Lin Qingyu laughed and said: "After having been in trouble for so long, let's stop. Go back and drink the medicine. After drinking, I will acupuncture and moxibustion for you, and get back your manhood."
In mid-April, the rain finally stopped. The sky is clear, there is no cloud in the sky, and the breeze is in the sleeves. It is a good day to travel. Lin Qingyu no longer delays, ready to leave for the Changsheng Temple.
Before leaving, he went to take a look at Lu Wancheng. Lu Wancheng actually woke up, lying on the bed not knowing what he was thinking, he seemed to be in a good mood, and said to him lazily early.
Lin Qingyu knew it with a smile, but said with a smile: "Master Xiao Hou is very happy when he is happy. It seems that acupuncture and moxibustion have worked."
Lu Wancheng: "... Uh."
"Just right, show me it."
Lu Wancheng stunned and wrapped the quilt tightly: "What are you going to see."
"What do you say I want to see." Lin Qingyu said lightly, "People who study medicine, you have never seen anything, you don't have to be shy."
Lu Wancheng said quietly, "Qingyu, I find that you are getting worse and worse."
Lin Qingyu's lips curled up: "Didn't Master Xiaohou say that I like the way I do bad things the most."
Lu Wancheng's eyes darkened, and he smiled lightly, "Indeed. Doctor Lin wants to see, of course I want to give it. But I'm too lazy to move, so bother to see it by myself."
Lin Qingyu then joked: "Forget it, there is nothing to see at all."
Lu Wancheng still wanted to fight back, but was interrupted by Huantong in due course: "Master, the carriage is ready."
Lin Qingyu looked out the window, the spring was in harmony, the sunshine was just right, and asked, "Master Xiaohou, do you want to go out for a break?"
"Where to go?"
"Changsheng Temple."
Lu Wancheng thought for a while, smiled and said, "Okay." He just wanted to see someone.
So Lin Qingyu took Lu Wancheng and Huantong to Changsheng Temple in the suburbs of Beijing by carriage.
The Changsheng Temple is the first temple in this dynasty. Its interior is pure and solemn, and there is an endless stream of pilgrims. Ordinary people can only burn incense and worship Buddha in the front hall, and the backyard is a place dedicated to receiving the powerful and powerful. One of Lin Qingyu's enemies, Da Yu Guoshi, who wrote his birth date for Nan'an Hou's Mansion, led the practice here.
Lin Qingyu always wanted to ask how the national teacher calculated that his birth date was beneficial to Lu Wancheng. Is it God's will or is it deliberately. Did Guo Shi know that his line of characters almost ruined an innocent person's life
It is a pity that the national teacher is in retreat all the year round. Apart from the saint, let alone others, it is not easy for the queen and prince to see him, let alone a male wife of the Hou Mansion.
After the monk who led him knew the identities of Lin Qingyu and others, he respectfully said: "It turns out that it is Master Xiao Hou and Master Shaojun. Please come with me, the two of them, the ever-bright lantern lighted by Master Hou is on the side hall."
Lin Qingyu said, "Lord Xiaohou, the Changming Lantern, just go and see. I will burn incense and pray for blessings in the front hall."
Lu Wancheng can do it or not: "Okay."
Lu Wancheng's illness was temporarily suppressed, and eventually he was a weak person, unable to live without anyone around him. Lin Qingyu let Huantong go with him.
Lin Qingyu walked to the Buddha statue and asked the monk for three sticks of incense. After lighting the incense, he knelt on the futon, closed his eyes and meditated, and all he thought of was his family.
Then, when he inserted the incense into the furnace, he suddenly remembered the farce of the justice knot Jinlan a few days ago, and wanted to laugh inexplicably.
It seemed that Lu Wancheng would take a long time. The front hall was crowded, and the monk asked him to wait in the backyard. Lin Qingyu followed a little monk to the back room. Compared with the front, there was a little less popularity here. The winding path was quiet and elegant.
Lin Qingyu always likes to be quiet, and at this time she can't help but feel the thought of walking alone and calming down. He asked the little monk to leave first, and one person walked aimlessly along the path. Unexpectedly, the end of the path was actually a blooming peach forest.
In the shadows, there was a stone table, and two men sat opposite each other. One of them was Lu Wancheng, a handsome young man with a crimson suit, and another man with a fresh and handsome blue shirt, Lin Qingyu had a feeling that this person should be Dayu Guoshi, Xu Junyuan.
Although Xu Junyuan is a rare beautiful man, but Lu Wancheng not only has not been compared, but has even faintly gained the upper hand.
But seeing him in a lazy and casual posture, sitting under the peach blossom tree, with flowers falling behind him like rain, it is the beautiful son of the world, as bright as a jade tree before the wind.
Obviously he was still like a stranded salted fish on the bed an hour ago.
This person is too good at pretending. As long as there are outsiders, Lu Wancheng always seems to be the most dazzling one, like a brilliant gem, reflecting all the light.
But alone in front of him is not serious.
Lin Qingyu couldn't help thinking, if Lu Wancheng usually had one-tenth of this time, how much heart would he save.
Xu Jun was willing to lift up his sleeves and personally help Lu Wancheng make a cup of tea: "I don't know what happened to Lord Lu Xiaohou who came here with an illness."
Lu Wancheng nodded lightly, and smiled politely and distancingly: "I have something. I want to ask the national teacher's opinion."
Xu Jun was willing to smile and said, "It's okay to ask Lord Xiaohou."
Lu Wancheng said slowly: "In this world, can there be a resurrection from the dead, or... a matter of soul-changing body?"