Tick, tick.
The water drops outside the window, still silently calculating the time.
The night faded away quietly.
In the study, Luo Qingzhou wrote quickly, like flowing clouds and running water.
The eldest princess, dressed in a bright red dress, knelt beside him, her red sleeves adding fragrance, her bare hands grinding ink, and watching quietly.
The two occasionally spoke.
There was question and answer, and the atmosphere was harmonious.
That night, Luo Qingzhou wrote out the entire "Wu Zi's Art of War" and "Tai Gong's Six Strategies" one by one.
Before I knew it, it was already the next morning.
It's already light outside the window.
A few clear bird calls came from the garden outside.
Luo Qingzhou put down his brush and blew the ink off the paper, then stood up and bowed, saying, "Your Highness, it's already dawn. I have to go out of town to move my mother's grave today, so I can't accompany you any longer."
Nangong Huoyue's gaze finally returned from the ink on the rice paper. The thoughts in her brows gradually faded away. She looked up at him, and was about to stand up when her legs suddenly went numb, her body tilted, and she was about to fall to the ground.
Luo Qingzhou was quick to catch him.
Then he supported her arm and helped her sit on the chair next to him, then stepped back, bowed and said, "Your Highness, I'm sorry."
Nangong Huoyue frowned, rubbed her legs and said, "Sir, there is no need to be so polite. It is I who should thank you."
Then he apologized, "I didn't know you were going to move your mother's grave today, otherwise I wouldn't have dared to disturb you last night."
After a pause, she said to the outside, "Yueying, take fifty silver-armored cavalrymen to escort the gentleman out of the city to relocate his mother's grave. Let the gentleman rest in the carriage and do not disturb him."
Yueying's voice was heard immediately from outside: "Yes, Your Highness!"
Luo Qingzhou cupped his hands and was about to refuse, but Nangong Huoyue said, "Sir, you are welcome. This is for your safety. Mo City is not peaceful right now, and the outside of the city is even more turbulent. Recently, there have even been monsters in the city. To me, you are both a teacher and a friend. I don't want anything to happen to you."
Luo Qingzhou had no choice but to bow and thank him.
Nangong Huoyue then slowly stood up, bowed deeply, and said with his hands clasped: "I saw you writing furiously last night, every word was like a pearl, every sentence was exquisite. I was itching to read it, and I had all kinds of questions in my mind. I wanted to ask you for answers, but I was afraid to disturb you. I wonder when you will have time to answer my questions?"
Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment and said respectfully: "If Your Highness needs me, I can come again tomorrow afternoon."
"Thank you, sir."
Nangong Huoyue thanked him sincerely, and then said: "Sir, don't worry, I will spare no effort to help you get that done."
"Thank you, Your Highness."
Luo Qingzhou bowed and left.
The bead curtain rustled.
Yuewu led him out in front.
Nangong Huoyue looked at the bead curtain still swaying gently at the door, frowned and thought for a while, then walked to the eucalyptus table and sat down, then looked at the elegant handwriting on the rice paper.
"Sister, sister, why are all the good things in this world yours?"
She stroked the words on the rice paper and muttered to herself.
At the palace gate.
Fifty warriors wearing silver armor, riding on war horses, gathered in neat rows, led by a girl in a black dress carrying a bow and arrow, waiting silently at the door.
When Luo Qingzhou followed Yue Wu out, the girl in black skirt bowed coldly on the horse and said, "Mr. Luo, please get on the carriage and rest."
Luo Qingzhou saw that she was the same as those silver-armored warriors, and suddenly felt a strong iron-blooded aura that could only be found on the battlefield coming towards him, which was daunting.
He bowed and walked towards the carriage.
Yuewu stopped at the door and said, "Mr. Luo, if you have any problem, you can tell Yueying and she will help you deal with it."
Luo Qingzhou nodded and got on the carriage.
Just as I was about to go in, I suddenly saw a familiar and thin figure standing under a big tree not far away. In the shadow of the tree, he looked like a withered sculpture, motionless.
Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment, then immediately jumped off the carriage and walked over quickly.
When the figure saw him coming, he turned around and was about to leave.
Luo Qingzhou immediately quickened his pace and said, "Chanchan, uncle wants to tell you about what happened last night."
Xia Chan stopped.
Luo Qingzhou came behind her, reached out and held her cold little hand, squeezed it in his palm, and said distressedly: "You stood here all night last night?"
Xia Chan turned her back and did not respond.
"Let's go and talk in the carriage."
Luo Qingzhou didn't say anything and directly pulled her towards the carriage.
Xia Chan followed behind him and struggled a few times at first, but after feeling the warmth of his palm, she soon stopped moving and let him lead her to the carriage.
Luo Qingzhou got on the carriage first. When he was about to pull her up, Yuewu, who was standing at the door, suddenly said, "Master Luo, this is His Highness's carriage. No one else can get on without His Highness's permission."
Hearing this, Luo Qingzhou got off the carriage and looked at her and said, "In that case, I will just walk. I was writing a book for Your Highness last night and didn't sleep all night. If I faint on the road and can't remember the rest of the article, I hope Miss Yuewu can write it for Your Highness."
After saying that, he pulled the girl beside him and walked towards the street ahead.
Yuewu's face changed slightly, and she quickly shouted: "Master Luo! Don't, don't... Yuewu... Yuewu was wrong..."
Luo Qingzhou stopped and asked, "What's wrong?"
Yue Wu made a bitter face, pointed at her mouth, and said with grievance: "My mouth is wrong..."
Luo Qingzhou glanced at her and saw that it was already late. He didn't dare to waste any more time with her. He immediately pulled Xia Chan back and got on the carriage.
"drive!"
Yueying, accompanied by fifty silver-armored cavalrymen, slowly drove away along with the carriage.
In the carriage.
Luo Qingzhou sat with Xia Chan. He held her cold little hands in his palms and rubbed them gently. He looked at her and said, "Silly girl, why did you have to stand outside all night? Did you follow your son-in-law just after he left the house?"
Xia Chan turned her body sideways, turned her face away, looked away, and did not answer.
Luo Qingzhou rubbed her for a while, and told her everything that happened last night: "In addition to writing books for the princess, there was indeed a woman named Hua Gu who tempted me, but I didn't fall for it... All night long, I sat at the desk and wrote, I didn't read anything else, didn't say anything else, and didn't do anything else that would let the young lady down..."
After Xia Chan finished listening, she was silent for a while, then she turned her pretty face and stared at him with cold eyes and said, "So, girl, is she pretty...?"
Luo Qingzhou thought about it carefully and said, "I saw her last time. She is indeed good-looking. But I didn't dare to look at her last night. She... Chanchan, don't get me wrong. When you say she is good-looking, I mean she is just so-so. Compared to you, she is a million miles away. Compared to Bailing... well, she is about the same ugliness as Bailing..."
The morning sun rises from the green hills.
The golden sunlight fills the earth.
At the gate of Qin Mansion.
Song Ruyue was wearing a plain white dress and was standing there with a gloomy face, looking at the empty alley not far away.
Many maids and nannies stood by, with their heads down, silent as a mouse.
Down the stairs.
The carriage and the people who were going to move the graves were already waiting there.
The last few people were holding firecrackers, wreaths, paper money and other items needed for worship. On the ox cart was a brand new stone tablet that had just been carved yesterday.
There are several lines of small characters engraved on the stone tablet. In addition to the small characters such as "Qingzhou's mother Lin", there are also other names.
Qin Wenzheng walked out of the house, looked towards the alley entrance, and asked, "You haven't come back yet?"
Song Ruyue had a cold face and did not answer.
Qin Wenzheng comforted him, "It's okay. He is more anxious than anyone else about his mother's affairs. The princess may have other things to do. Let's wait a little longer. Aren't Wei Mo and the others still here?"
Song Ruyue suppressed her anger and said, "Wei Mo knew that the boy hadn't come back yet, and she was afraid that I would be angry, so she pretended not to get up. That girl didn't sleep all night last night, and she even coughed this morning. It was all because of that boy!"
Qin Wenzheng frowned and asked in confusion: "Why didn't Weimo sleep last night? How could she bear it with her body?"
Song Ruyue turned her head and looked at him.
Qin Wenzheng saw that her eyes were not right, and asked in surprise: "What's wrong?"
Then his heart skipped a beat, as if he suddenly understood something, his face changed slightly and he said, "Have you slept together? That guy wasn't here last night, so you couldn't sleep?"
Song Ruyue sneered: "You should ask your precious daughter and that daring boy."
Qin Wenzheng frowned and said with a heavy face: "Why so fast? This... This is against the rules..."
Song Ruyue couldn't help but roll her eyes and said sarcastically, "Since that kid came into the mansion, what has been done according to the rules in our mansion? Have you ever seen a son-in-law treated like an ancestor by us like this? Humph, there are other things, I'm afraid you will be mad to death if I tell you. The women in our Qin Mansion, from top to bottom, are about to be wiped out by that daring kid and all of them will be ruined!"
Qin Wenzheng was stunned for a moment: "So serious?"
Song Ruyue snorted coldly, "Master, I didn't mean to slander that kid. You can find out if you go down and ask him. Humph, originally that kid was still wary of me, but now he's been spoiled by you guys and is not afraid of anyone. I'm afraid that when the time comes, he'll tear off the roof and shit on our heads."
When Qin Wenzheng heard this, his face suddenly darkened: "He dares!"
Song Ruyue glanced at him and immediately urged, "Master, it's time to give him a good beating, lest that kid thinks he can do whatever he wants in our Qin Mansion! If we don't establish our authority in front of him now, I'm afraid that after he passes the autumn exam, he will go even further. Not only will he ignore us, he may even bully your precious daughter! It will be too late to regret it then!"
The more Qin Wen Zheng listened, the more frightened he became. His expression changed for a while, and then he said solemnly, "It's time to give him a good beating. If he is not beaten, he will not become talented, and if he is not beaten, he will not be filial! When he comes back later, I will teach him a lesson! Don't stop me!"
Song Ruyue was immediately delighted and said, "Master, please teach me a lesson. I promise I won't say a word!"
At this moment, a dazzling cold light suddenly appeared at the entrance of the alley.
Then, the heavy and orderly sound of horse hooves, stepping on the bluestone slabs, came over with a majestic and powerful aura, "clack clack", as if knocking on people's hearts, and every sound was frightening.
Qin Wenzhen and Song Ruyue were stunned for a moment, then immediately turned around and looked, their faces suddenly changed.
Dozens of strong warriors wearing silver armor, riding armored horses and holding silver spears, led by a girl in a black dress, surrounded an exquisitely decorated carriage and walked in from the alley coldly and majestically.
"The Princess's Silver-Armored Cavalry!"
Qin Wenzhen seemed to know these soldiers. His eyes suddenly shrank back, and he hurriedly walked down the steps and bowed to pay homage.
Only the eldest princess has these silver-armored cavalry. Could it be that the eldest princess has come
He felt uneasy.
Song Ruyue was also startled, and hurriedly took the maid and nanny beside her, hurried down the stairs, bent over and stood behind him, her heart filled with fear and panic: Woo... Are they here to confiscate our house
The maids, nannies, and servants holding the tools for moving the graves were so frightened that their faces turned pale and they began to tremble.
During this period of time, the four major families have all been raided and all the people have been arrested. The whole Mo City is buzzing with news. Could it be the Qin family's turn now
The cavalry stopped.
The carriage that was clustered in the middle also stopped.
The girl in black skirt riding on the silver-armored iron horse said coldly: "Master Luo, we are here."
"???"
Qin Wenzhen and Song Ruyue were stunned and looked up.
The curtain of the carriage was lifted, and a tall figure in a loose Confucian robe walked out of the carriage.
Then, another familiar figure holding a sword walked out.
Several pairs of eyes met, all of them were stunned.
There was silence for a few breaths.
Luo Qingzhou quickly took Xia Chan off the carriage and bowed, "Father-in-law, mother-in-law."
The muscles at the corners of Song Ruyue's eyes twitched fiercely a few times. She walked forward, secretly poked her master with her elbow, and whispered, "Master, hit him! He actually dared to let us pay homage. He is rebelling against heaven!"
Qin Wenzheng raised his head and glanced at the silver-armored cavalrymen shining coldly in the sun, then looked at the young man surrounded by the cavalrymen. He was silent for a moment and whispered, "Ruyue, you have always been the one making the decisions on family matters. I will not overstep my authority. Go ahead."
Song Ruyue: “…”
The field fell silent again.
"Brother-in-law..."
At this awkward moment for both parties, Miss Qin II, dressed in a plain white dress, walked out of the door with Qiu'er and Zhu'er.