On the Mid-Autumn Festival, a side branch of the Lu family, Nan'anhou's half-brother dragged his family and rushed from Lin'an to the capital. The two brothers have not seen each other for decades since they separated. Regardless of the relationship between the brothers, the effort on the scene is still to be done.
For this Mid-Autumn Festival, Hou Mansion was busy up and down, and only the two masters of Lanfeng Pavilion could be idle. Young Master doesn't care about these chores, and Young Master Hou hasn't been well since he entered the autumn. He used to be able to walk two steps down the ground, but now he is completely inseparable from a wheelchair, and he has to be pushed by others wherever he goes.
Next to the Lu family, he handed a message in advance, telling them the time of arrival at their house. When the hour was almost the same, Lin Qingyu and Pan, together with Nan Anhou, greeted the guests at the entrance of the Hou Mansion. From a distance, they saw five or six luxurious carriages slowly approaching.
Lin'an is a land of abundance, and the Lu family is one of the largest in Lin'an. The head is Nan'anhou's elder brother, Lu Wancheng's uncle. After the two brothers met, they exchanged polite greetings, with more gifts than kisses, and joined hands to enter the house together. Lin Qingyu followed behind with uninteresting interest, and a man with a good appearance stepped forward to talk to him: "This must be Lin Shaojun?"
Lin Qingyu didn't answer, and Pan on the side said, "Young Master, this is Lord Hou's nephew, Lord Hou's cousin."
"In Xia Lu Baishuo, the sixth child in the family, Lin Shaojun can call me Lu Laoliu if he doesn't dislike it." The man smiled gracefully, "My aunt is well, thanks to my aunt for remembering me."
This Lu Baishuo was too natural to know, Lin Qingyu didn't have the desire to get acquainted with such people.
"Why don't you remember?" Pan said with a smile, "Young Master, Young Master Six came to Beijing to do business every year, and stayed in the residence for three months. He has a very good relationship with Young Master."
This person and Lu Wancheng originally had such a relationship.
Lin Qingyu had a vague idea, and nodded to greet Lu Baishuo. Lu Baishuo asked, "Is Wan Cheng's illness better? I came to Beijing this time and brought a lot of tonics that I had bought with a lot of money. I hope I can help."
Lin Qingyu said: "If you have nothing to do with the Six Young Masters, you can follow me to visit him in the Blue Wind Pavilion."
Lu Baishuo said: "It's so good."
The servants of the Hou Mansion were busy moving things and taking guests to the guest rooms to settle down. After Lu Baishuo settled down, he directly followed Lin Qingyu to the Blue Wind Pavilion. Before entering the house, Lin Qingyu said, "I want to ask Master Six to do me a favor."
Lu Baishuo said politely: "But Lin Shaojun said it's okay."
Lu Wancheng was in good spirits for the past few days, but in order to avoid the guests, he insisted that he was ill again. I thought that I could stay far away from those messy relatives, but Lin Qingyu had never expected that Lin Qingyu would lead them to the door.
"Master Xiaohou, your fifth brother came to see you."
Lu Wancheng put away the inattentive tunes he had usually done, and put on the manners of a noble man. He was about to call out "Fifth Brother". Seeing that the expression of the person next to Lin Qingyu was uncomfortable, he turned to think of something, his face showed. Smile: "Madam, don't blame me, this is the fifth brother, obviously the sixth brother."
Lin Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was lightly said: "Is that right? I was wrong."
Lu Baishuo heaved a sigh of relief and laughed loudly: "I'll just say it, anyway, I borrowed in the Blue Wind Pavilion for March last year. If Chen Cheng forgets me so soon, it would be too unconscionable."
Lu Wancheng didn't glance at Lin Qingyu intently, and said, "Sixth brother, don't worry, if you turn to ashes, I also recognize you."
This pair of cousins are talkative, you chat with each other, and you can't see the slightest difference.
But this did not fully convince Lin Qingyu. Lu Wancheng never left any flaws in front of others. Only when he was with his own would he undefendedly mention his past events. Lu Wancheng didn't want to say, he just waited. I'm really impatient to wait, and it's not too late to coerce and lure.
The two happily spoke homely for a while, and then they heard the excitement outside. Hualu came in to report, saying that the relatives who had come today had all come to the Blue Wind Pavilion, and said that they had come to visit the sick.
Lin Qingyu can see their careful thoughts clearly. These people are undoubtedly rushing to the Hou Mansion's property. Visiting patients is false, and sending children is true. Lu Wancheng married a male wife, and because of her frail body, she couldn't take a concubine. He was destined to have no children. If he can adopt his youngest son to Lu Wancheng's lineage, there will naturally be benefits in the future.
Hearing the noise of children in the yard, Lu Wancheng suddenly got two big heads and raised his hand to support his forehead: "Qingyu, my head suddenly feels dizzy, so I'll just leave the hospitality..."
Lin Qingyu pretended not to hear. Sometimes it is a pleasure to watch the salted fish being forced to support the ribs: "Invite them in."
Lu Wancheng: "..."
Many people came this time, including Lu Wancheng's cousin, cousin and nephew. Lu Wancheng has a lot of seniority in the Lu family, and some people even want to call him grandpa. These people sat in the front hall full, with Lin Qingyu and Lu Wancheng sitting in the main seats separately. Lin Qingyu drank tea on his own, not speaking unless necessary, and made up his mind to make someone "diligently" once.
Lin Qingyu watched coldly, and Lu Wancheng had to bite the bullet and treat the guests. Although a hundred are not happy, but he really wants him to do it, and he can do things without leaking, and he can't pick out the slightest ignorance. It's like a scene where the host and the host are enjoying themselves.
"I heard that the Qingdai Pavilion still refuses to come out to see people?"
"It was the continuation of the string that caused such scandalous things, so naturally there is no face to see people again."
"It is said that there is a knife on the head, the ancients sincerely don't deceive me..."
Lin Qingyu smiled at Lu Wancheng's mouth, the impatience in his eyes was almost impossible to hide, and suddenly realized the fun of teasing salted fish.
Yue Mo was aware of his sight, Lu Wancheng looked back. In an instant, the impatience in his eyes turned into a breeze, and there was no trace of it.
One of Lu Wancheng's cousins flattered, "I think Master Xiaohou looks very good. If you want to, he will be cured in a few days."
Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "Accept your good words."
"Once you are in good health, you should take care of your heirs. I wonder what you plan to do?"
It was the boss of the Lu family, Lu Baishuo's pro-elder brother. The words were so obvious that Lu Baishuo couldn't help but frowned and reminded: "Brother, this is Xiaohouye's own business, let's not bother about it."
The boss of the Lu family didn't seem to have a good mind, and said: "This is the Lu family's business, and it is closely related to me. I ask what's wrong. I heard that Xiaohouye is ready to take a concubine?"
Lin Qingyu finally said the first sentence: "Where did you hear it."
The Lu family elder laughed: "Don't be surprised, Young Master, it's normal for a man to have three wives and four concubines. Although Xiao Hou Ye is ill, he is also a man, and he also has seven passions and six desires..."
Lu Wancheng spread his hands: "My body can have all the emotions and desires. Even if there is, they are all given to Qingyu." He turned his head to look for Lin Qingyu's gaze, and there seemed to be a stream of spring water in his eyes, "Qing. Yu is all my passion/desire."
Lin Qingyu almost choked herself with a sip of tea—what's wrong with Lu Wancheng? !
Several people looked at each other, and then sighed:
"What am I talking about, Lin Shaojun is shocked and graceful, with the appearance of heaven and human, how can anyone else get into Wan Cheng's eyes."
"Three uncles and three aunts are deeply affectionate, and the piano and the serpent are harmonized. I really envy me waiting!"
"May Grandpa, Grandpa and Grandma be in one mind forever, and a hundred years of harmony..."
Lin Qingyu heard her forehead twitch. The instigator seemed to have a guilty conscience and did not dare to look at him.
Lin Qingyu interrupted the cheap grandson's endless talk: "Master Xiaohou, it's time to drink medicine."
Everyone wanted to get close to the two of them, but as soon as these words came out, they were embarrassed and continued to bother, and they all got up to say goodbye.
When the guests left, without waiting for Lin Qingyu to say anything, Lu Wancheng first "hissed", folded his arms, and rubbed wildly: "Help, I'm so oily."
Lin Qingyu didn't know what "oil" meant, but after contacting the actual situation, he vaguely understood, and sincerely agreed: "Indeed."
In the evening, Nan'anhou hosted a banquet in the mansion to entertain everyone. Lu Wancheng didn't attend because of physical discomfort, and Lin Qingyu also stayed in Blue Wind Pavilion by taking care of him.
Mu Yun was exhausted, the moon star was sparse, and the light was silent. On the stone table in the courtyard were moon cakes, water chestnuts, dates and pomegranates, and a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus honey. However, Lu Wancheng couldn't touch it, whether it was moon cakes or honey wine, he could only watch the solution.
He looked at the mooncakes for a while, then cast his eyes on Lin Qingyu who was aside. Looking at beautiful women at night has a unique flavor, with long hair like a waterfall, clothes like frost, and the moles of tears on the corners of the eyes look particularly moving in the moonlight. It's a pity that the beauty's eyebrows are dyed with gloom, as if something is on her mind.
The Mid-Autumn Festival's heart is nothing more than homesickness. Lu Wancheng said: "There are so many people in the mansion, which is annoyingly important. Why don't we stay in the Lin Mansion for a few days and come back when they leave?"
Lin Qingyu said: "The guest is at home, do you want to slip away as the host?"
"I have given them enough face today, enough is enough."
Lin Qingyu was noncommittal, holding the wine glass in her hand, looking down and asking: "How did you recognize Lu Baishuo?"
Lu Wancheng casually said: "Guess it. I remember that'I' and the sixth brother are good. Lu Baishuo was brought by you alone, and the relationship with'I' is definitely not simple, I guess he is the sixth brother-sure enough."
Lin Qingyu nodded, poured herself a glass of honey wine, and stopped questioning.
"Qingyu, this is the first Mid-Autumn Festival we have spent together, and it's the last Mid-Autumn Festival." Lu Wancheng looked at the bright moon in the sky and smiled lightly, "Next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, will you... still remember me? "
Lin Qingyu raised his head and looked at the same jade plate with Lu Wancheng, and said: "Although you and I started with the fate of evil, but I have accompanied you all the way, I have regarded you as a confidant and friend. A daughter is easy to find, but a confidant is hard to find. I …Will always remember Lu Wancheng."
Always remember... Lu Wancheng.
Lu Wancheng was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Last time at Changsheng Temple, you asked me if I have any other names, and I said no."
Lin Qingyu's hand tightened: "Yeah."
"I lied to you, I still have a name." Lu Wancheng's voice was deep, "I hope you can remember this name."
Lin Qingyu's eyes flickered, as if a little nervous. Lu Wancheng wanted to relax the atmosphere, so he started talking nonsense seriously: "My surname is Zhu and my name is Da Zhuang. Besides calling me'Wan Cheng', you can also call me'Brother Da Zhuang'."
Lin Qingyu lost her expression immediately and got up to leave.
If he doesn't change his mortal nature, he and this kind of people are seriously thinking about it.
Lu Wancheng smiled and stopped him: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you. Actually, my last name is Jiang, my name is..."
Before she finished speaking, Hualu interrupted the conversation between the two with a cry: "Young Master and Young Master, there is someone in the palace!"