Lin Qingyu didn't want to get to the bottom of Lu Wancheng. It is inevitable that the world will have secrets that can't be done to outsiders. Lu Wancheng didn't want to say it, and he had no reason to know. Just like the vicious thoughts that popped up in his own heart from time to time, no one knew about it.
… Except for Lu Wancheng. Lu Wancheng really knew everything. Not only him, Lu Wancheng seems to have a thorough view of everyone, but he has perpetually put on a salted fish like eating and waiting to die. Solving problems silently at these critical moments is elusive.
For what reason.
Why does Lu Wancheng know everything about him, and what he knows about Lu Wancheng is just the tip of the iceberg.
Lin Qingyu hesitated for a long time, and asked Hualu for help on the excuse of tidying up the study.
He didn't know where his unwillingness for no reason came from. But since there are doubts, the usual answers are normal, and no one likes the feeling of being kept in the dark.
The flower dew is a maid from Wen Guogong's mansion. Mrs. Wen Guogong was worried about her grandson's recuperation all the year round, and she was afraid that he would be bored, so she chose a girl with innocent temperament to send it. Hualu was not only dexterous in her hands and feet, but also able to recognize words, and quickly sorted out the things Lin Qingyu wanted in chronological order.
Lu Wancheng's handwriting can be traced back to when he was ignorant of enlightenment. Over the decades, the changes in handwriting have been traced. By the time Lu Wancheng was fifteen or sixteen years old, the "shape" and "shen" of the characters had become established, and the turning point was when Lu Wancheng was critically ill. At that time, Lu Wancheng was unconscious, unable to lift a pen to write. He was groggy for a month, and was awake again on their wedding night.
Since then, the "shen" in Lu Wancheng's character has changed.
Lin Qingyu picked up a book that Lu Wancheng had recently read and read it, and asked, "When did you arrive at Hou's Mansion?"
Hualu said: "Hui Shaojun, I have been in Hou Mansion for three years."
"What kind of person was the old Xiaohouye."
Hualu recalled, and said, "Master Xiaohou talked less before than now. He didn't laugh much, and didn't like walking birds and throwing pots." Hualu smiled, "After Young Master entered the door, Master Xiaohou would not speak well, and his temper was also cheerful. That's too much. Shaojun is really a lucky star for Master Xiaohou."
Lin Qingyu was noncommittal: "What did he usually do before."
"Little Hou Ye likes to read all kinds of travel notes. He is in bad shape and has been trapped in the house, so he especially wants to go out. He also said that if he can go to Lin'an in his life, he will die... "Hua Lu hit her own mouth, "Look at my mouth, what bad things are saying."
That lazy salted fish, especially want to go out
Lin Qingyu sneered in her heart and asked: "He should have a good relationship with his wife, the second lady in the past."
"Yes, yes, yes, the young master is filial to his wife, and he loves the second young lady the most. He is the first to keep them close to any good things that the Guogong Mansion sends."
The dramatic change in temperament may be explained by the experience of life and death and changes in mood. Then what is the reason for Liang Clan and Lu Niantao? Could someone give him a dream and tell him that this mother and daughter are not good people
Lin Qingyu was reading the book which was originally a collection of folk investigations, and he was deeply impressed by the title of the book. This book was once widely circulated among the people. When he was studying, his brothers and sisters were obsessed with it, abandoned their studies, and was scolded by the master.
Lin Qingyu read two pages at random, and it was really interesting and fascinating. He turned to the third page and saw that a person's name was circled, next to a line of eye-catching and scribbled notes: This person is the murderer.
Lin Qingyu: "..."
It is not difficult to see that Lu Wancheng wrote these words casually and did not deliberately imitate anything. There is an invisible subtlety in the laziness, which is exactly the same as that of himself.
"Young Master." Huantong's voice interrupted Lin Qingyu's thoughts, "It's time for dinner, Xiaohou Master invites you to his dinner."
"Okay." Lin Qingyu said, picking up a pen and dipping his ink, and neatly wrote the word "roll" beside his comment.
After the spring rain, May is a good season to eat fresh water. Today, a shredded ginger crucian carp soup is done very well, the fish is tender and tender, and the fish soup is fresh and sweet. Lin Qingyu didn't feel much about eating, and couldn't help using more. On the contrary, Lu Wancheng didn't touch it.
Lin Qingyu asked: "You don't like fish?"
"Like it."
"I saw you didn't eat a bite."
Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "There are many bones in crucian carp, which is too troublesome to eat. Forget it, other dishes are also very delicious."
Lin Qingyu: "..."
Hualu stepped forward and said, "Then I will help Young Master pick out the fishbone."
"No need." Lin Qingyu said coldly, "Don't get used to him."
Lu Wancheng put his hand to his lips, and said to Hualu: "It's so fierce, so fierce."
Lin Qingyu said coldly: "Do you think you are very quiet?"
When the two of them had almost eaten, a young man told the outside: "Master Zhang, Master Zhang is here."
Lin Qingyu put down his chopsticks: "Let him in."
Zhang Shiquan reported to the two of Nan'an Houfu's income and expenditure in April, and specifically mentioned a master, the third master of Houfu, Lu Qiaosong.
Lu Qiaosong was born by the Liang family, he is the son of a serious child, and the youngest master in the family. The most important thing is that he is healthy. Everyone in the mansion knows that the title of the Nan'an Marquis will sooner or later fall on him.
Lin Qingyu and Lu Qiaosong met several times at home, and they didn't know much about him. They only heard that Lu Qiaosong was still good at poems and songs, and followed the route of the "gentle and gentle". This kind of talent fell under Sun Shan during the imperial examination, which caused Nan'an Hou to scold him and forbid him to interact with women in the brothel. Lu Qiaosong apparently constrained a lot, but it is not known how others are in the dark.
Zhang Shiquan said that Lu Qiaosong's little servant went to the accountant to make a fuss yesterday, and kept saying that the accountant had stolen their monthly bills and daily expenses. In the past, Lu Qiaosong's Qingdai Pavilion had five hundred taels in January, but now only three hundred taels are left. In the past, Lu Qiaosong had five dishes and one soup, but now there are only four dishes and one soup.
"I have followed the rules of the Hou Mansion for the cases of the various courts, and I have never missed the weight. The young man in the Qingdai Pavilion is so swearing that it is not that we have given less, but they have taken more in the past. ."
Lin Qingyu said: "Lu Qiaosong is afraid that his mother will be released by Nan'anhou too early."
Lu Wancheng picked up a crucian carp with chopsticks, picked up the thorn slowly, and sighed: "I just captured a few demons, hey, I also lowered a few demons. Why are there so many demons?"
Lin Qingyu frowned: "You can't speak for food."
"… Oh."
Zhang Shiquan suffocated a smile and asked Lin Qingyu for instructions: "In my opinion, the Qingdai Pavilion will not let go of it. Shaojun, what do you think should be done about this matter?"
"I follow the rules." Lin Qingyu said, "If they want to make trouble, let them make trouble. The bigger the trouble, the better, and it's best to disturb Nan'anhou."
Unsurprisingly, a few days later, Lu Qiaosong's wet nurse Qiu went to the counter to make a fuss. This time the trouble was quite serious. Mother Qiu was sitting on the ground rolling around, crying, crying Aunt Pan and Young Master taking advantage of the illness of the mistress, regardless of the family law of the ancestors, using the public for personal gains, treating the sons harshly, and asking Lord Hou to come out. Give them the shots.
When Lin Qingyu arrived at the account, Aunt Pan also rushed over. She looked at Mother Qiu, who was like a mad woman in the market, and said at a loss: "Young Master, this..."
Lin Qingyu walked up to Mother Qiu, and Mother Qiu screamed more and more heartbreakingly: "I'm sorry Madam! Madam is sick, and the third young master is also sick. The majestic marquis' mansion does not even give a doctor. Third Young Master, please! You see that the Third Young Master is better than the Old Young Master, and you want to drag him down!"
Lin Qingyu asked: "The Third Young Master is ill?"
Zhang Shiquan said: "Yes, Mother Qiu said that they had no money in the yard to invite the doctor. Let us send two hundred taels of silver. I said that the doctor, let's invite, to deduct the total expenses from the palace, and then she did it."
Lin Qingyu said: "The third young master is so much better than Xiao Hou, how can he suddenly become ill? I think it's because the servants are not serving well."
Sister Qiu choked and stared at Lin Qingyu and said, "It's not because the accountant has deducted shares! The three young masters can't eat well and sleep well, so naturally they will get sick!"
"Why the third young master got sick? You can tell at a glance. If it is really insufficient, you can add some more. But if it's the side..." Lin Qingyu glanced over Madam Qiu, "It's a different matter. Let's go. Stop, go to the Qingdai Pavilion to have a look."
Sister Qiu gritted her teeth and said: "The third young master needs to rest during his illness. Qingdai Pavilion has no time to receive young masters."
Zhang Shiquan smiled and said: "Mother did not forget, we Young Master is the best doctor."
In the Qingdai Pavilion, Lu Qiaosong was lying on the edge of the bed, constantly retching, sweating frequently, chills and weakness, Lu Niantao was feeding him water and patting his back. He saw Lin Qingyu and a large group of people come in, his face became more ugly, and he had to call out, "Sister-in-law."
Lu Qiaosong is also a handsome young man, otherwise he would not be able to capture the hearts of those brothel women.
Lu Niantao stood up and said, "Why is my sister-in-law here?"
Lin Qingyu said: "I heard that the third young master is unwell, I am waiting for a special visit."
Lu Qiaosong, like his father, pays the most attention to face. He was so embarrassed when he was seen by so many people, he was so angry that he vomited two more times: "Don't bother my sister-in-law..."
"Three young masters, you are welcome." Lin Qingyu said, grabbing Lu Qiaosong's wrist, and knowing the outline. "'Take it lightly and not, press it again to get it.' The third young master's pulse is the Shen pulse, which is... a sign of kidney deficiency."
When the words fell, Lu Qiaosong withdrew his hand abruptly and yelled red ears: "What nonsense are you talking about!" He saw everyone looking at each other, and several of them seemed to be suffocating and laughing, clutching the quilt tightly with their hands. "Get out, get out of here!"
Lin Qingyu said indifferently: "The three young masters are over-indulgent, hurting the kidney qi, and wanting to be restrained."
Lu Qiaosong locked his eyes on Lin Qingyu's face, and said in a low voice, "But my sick eldest brother can't satisfy you, so you just ran to me to write a letter!"
Lin Qingyu's eyes darkened, and his vicious thoughts couldn't help but surge up crazily. This kind of person, what is necessary to live.
Lu Niantao is an unmarried girl after all. Hearing this, he couldn't help but shout: "Third brother, stop talking."
Lu Qiaosong was angry. He would not listen to her sister. He twisted his face and said, "It's not enough for you to frame my mother. Now I don't even want to let it go, right?"
"Yes," Lin Qingyu smiled slightly, "I now... don't plan to let it go."
At this time, a young man came with a doctor who had been invited from outside the house. "Leave the rest to the doctor." Lin Qingyu mocked, "I hope that doctor is good at male subjects."
Lin Qingyu walked out of the room and happened to meet the doctor.
The doctor was about the same age as Lin Qingyu, and he was very energetic and heroic. Compared to the doctor, he was more like a young general from the barracks. He saw Lin Qingyu, his eyes lit up, and he said excitedly: "Brother!"
Lin Qingyu was startled, surprised: "Junior Brother?"
This person is a younger brother who went out with him, Chang Yang. He started a year earlier than Chang Yang, and after that he returned to the capital to prepare for the exam, while Chang Yang continued to travel with his teacher to study, and he did not know when he arrived in the capital.
Chang Yang said: "I heard that you married into the Nan'an Hou Mansion, and I am still wondering if I will meet you today..."
Lin Qingyu and Yu Guang saw Lu Niantao staring at the two of them, and interrupted loudly: "It's important to see the patient. You go and talk later."
Chang Yang was a little disappointed, and said with a smile: "I listen to my brother."
When Lin Qingyu returned to the Blue Wind Pavilion, Lu Wancheng had already eaten lunch and was about to go to bed for a nap. He heard some news from Hualu, and while drilling the quilt, he said: "I heard that Lu Qiaosong is sick, what's the problem?"
Lin Qingyu washed her hands: "Aren't you omniscient, just guess."
Lu Wancheng didn't even think about it: "Based on his personality, it's probably because of kidney deficiency."
Lin Qingyu: "..."
"I guessed it? Hey, these fools don't know how to follow the path of sustainable development. Seven times a night, they still fight until dawn. Lu Qiaosong is one, and so is the prince." Lu Wancheng shook his head in disapproval, "Yes. Because this kind of person disregards his own body and forcibly causes malicious competition, making it seem that he is not qualified to be the protagonist without seven or eight times a night."
"Why do you always mention the prince, and still know such secret things." Lin Qingyu narrowed his eyes, "could it be that you and the prince..."
"Stop it," Lu Wancheng seemed to be disgusted, "I'm going to throw up."
Lin Qingyu nodded: "That's right, you are not good at being a man."
Lu Wancheng hesitated for a moment: "Yes."
Lin Qingyu didn't want to talk more about these things that are not on the stage. "By the way, I just saw my junior in the mansion."
"Junior brother?" Lu Wancheng's ears twitched, "and your fellow doctor's brother?"
"Yeah." Lin Qingyu's tone showed a trace of nostalgia, "I have been wandering with him for six years following his mentor, and now I haven't seen him for more than two years. He... has grown a lot taller."
Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "Oh, our doctor Lin's junior has grown taller again, so let's call him senior junior in the future."
Lin Qingyu was too lazy to pay attention to him, thought for a while, and then said: "Speaking of which, my junior brother's ancestral home is Lin'an, and you are considered a hometown."
Lu Wancheng raised his eyebrows: "So?"
"Being better for you, do you want to go to Lin'an?"
"I don't want to." Lu Wancheng replied decisively, "Going out to play boats and cars is exhausted. I can't eat well on the road and sleep well. I will go out to find sin when I'm crazy."
Lin Qingyu's eyes were dim: "Really."