Chapter 230

Mei Xiang Xiao Yuan.

Under the eaves, there stood many maids and nannies holding lanterns.

In the living room.

Song Ruyue sat in the main seat with a serious face, talking to Nangong Meijiao next to her.

Miss Qin Er sat aside, silent.

Qin Chuan frowned, stood at the door with his hands behind his back, and seemed to be thinking about something.

Not long after.

Zhu Er led Luo Qingzhou into the courtyard.

Qin Chuan saw it first, and smiled and said: "Qingzhou, I've been waiting for you, come in quickly, mother has something to discuss with you."

Luo Qingzhou walked closer, bowed his head and called out: "Second brother."

Qin Chuan patted his shoulder and smiled: "How have you been recently? Are you bored reading in the room all day?"

"Not bad."

Luo Qingzhou answered, and secretly said in his heart: I'm not bored, but it hurts a little. Second brother, you were too cruel today.

Entered the house.

He bowed and said, "Mother-in-law, Second Miss, Cousin."

He didn't bow today.

Song Ruyue frowned slightly, but didn't care. She said directly, "I asked you to come tonight because I have two things to discuss with you. First, the night after tomorrow, Chengguo Mansion will hold a banquet. That doctor will be conferred the title of Lady of Imperial Concubine. You should go. However, your father-in-law and I don't recommend you to go. Anyway, you have nothing to do with them. You need to decide this matter yourself."

After a pause, he said, "The second thing is about Wei Mo going to Kyoto for treatment."

"In two days, someone from Kyoto will come to pick up Mei Jiao. Your father-in-law and I mean to let Wei Mo go to Kyoto for treatment. You are the whole Studying at home all day is probably boring. People say that studying is not just for fun, but you should travel more to gain more knowledge. So I discussed with your father-in-law and wanted you to go to Kyoto with Wei Mo, live in your cousin Meijiao's house first, and study there. "

"There are many academies and scholars in Kyoto. When you go there, you can make friends and see more things, which will be good for you in the future. You can come back when the autumn exam comes."

"Of course, this matter also requires your own decision."

After Song Ruyue finished speaking, she looked at him and stopped talking, waiting for his thinking and decision.

Qin Chuan said from the side: "Qingzhou, my second brother also suggested that you go out to broaden your horizons. Originally, my second brother also wanted to go out, but my father and mother did not allow it. You can also go to see my eldest brother when you go to Kyoto this time. Your eldest brother only knew about your marriage with Jianjia from a letter, and he also wrote back to congratulate you. He really wants to see you."

Luo Qingzhou pondered for a moment and said respectfully: "Mother-in-law, have you told the eldest lady about this?"

Song Ruyue said coldly: "Why tell her? Don't worry, she won't care about you."

Luo Qingzhou was silent.

Song Ruyue was about to speak, but Qin Weimo, who was sitting next to her, said softly, "Mother, you should go back first. Weimo wants to talk to her brother-in-law alone for a while."

Song Ruyue frowned, stood up and said, "Qingzhou, this is also for your own good. You should think about it carefully. Also, your second uncle and the others have agreed. You'd better choose a day in the next two days to move your mother's grave."

After that, she didn't stay any longer and left with a serious face.

It can be seen that she was in a bad mood today.

It was obviously about the fact that the eldest lady of Chengguo Mansion was conferred the title of a lady.

Nangong Meijiao was obviously worried too, and stood up and said, "Weimo, I'll go back first. Whether he goes or not, I hope you can go with me. You can't delay your illness any longer."

After that, she left coldly without looking at Luo Qingzhou.

Qin Chuan also came over and patted Luo Qingzhou on the shoulder, saying gently: "Qingzhou, think about it carefully. The situation in Mocheng is a bit complicated now, and so many things have happened in our Qin family recently. It is too dangerous for you, a weak scholar, to stay here. Second brother still suggests that you leave with Weimo. Kyoto is full of flowers and is very suitable for you."

"Thank you, second brother."

Luo Qingzhou bowed his head and thanked him.

"Yeah."

Qin Chuan greeted his second sister again and turned to leave.

The living room was quiet.

The maids and nannies in the corridor also left.

Only Zhu'er and Qiu'er were still standing outside.

Qin Weimo stood up and said softly: "Brother-in-law, let's go to the study to talk. It's a bit cold outside."

Qiu'er hurried in and went to help open the door of the study.

Qin Weimo frowned slightly, obviously worried, and walked into the study in front.

When Luo Qingzhou followed him to the door, Qiu'er squatted down, helped him take off his shoes, and whispered: "Son-in-law, the young lady coughed again last night."

Luo Qingzhou frowned and nodded silently.

Entered the study.

Qin Weimo walked to the table in front of the window, picked up the ink block, ground the ink in the inkstone, and said softly: "Brother-in-law, write a poem "Falling into Mud" and "Peach Blossoms" for Weimo, okay?"

Luo Qingzhou was slightly startled, nodded, walked to the table and sat down, and spread out the snow-white rice paper.

Take the pen and dip it in ink.

"By the broken bridge outside the post station, lonely and ownerless..."

When he wrote the last sentence "Fallen into mud and turned into dust, only the fragrance remains the same", he suddenly looked up, looked at the weak girl beside him and said: "Second Miss, don't worry, you will be fine, believe me."

Qin Weimo grinded the ink with his bare hands, smiled slightly, and said softly: "Weimo of course believes in brother-in-law."

Luo Qingzhou looked into her eyes, was silent for a while, picked up the pen and dipped it in ink, and wrote the poem "I don't know where the face of the person has gone, but the peach blossoms still smile in the spring breeze" on the rice paper.

Once she goes to Kyoto, she may never come back.

When I come back, I'm afraid this place has changed.

Is she worried about this?

After Luo Qingzhou finished writing, he silently dried the ink on the paper.

After hesitating for a moment, he mentioned the name at the end: Luo Mo.

Qin Weimo looked at these two words with a gentle smile in his eyes: "Brother-in-law, the ink falling on the paper is like the ink falling on the heart. Weimo will never forget it. The first time my brother-in-law dropped the pen and ink for Weimo, he wrote ’s first piece.

Luo Qingzhou put down his pen and ink, stood up and said, "Second Miss, what you said is a bit sad. Is it because of what happened to the Qin family recently?"

Qin Weimo sighed slightly and said: "Maybe soon, the Qin Mansion will no longer exist. Brother-in-law, if Weimo goes to Kyoto with Sister Meijiao this time, he may not come back. Dad and mother After they finish dealing with things here, Wei Mo will leave together. To be honest, Wei Mo feels a little reluctant to leave after living here for so many years."

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment and said, "It's really nice here."

Qin Weimo smiled and said, "But for Weimo, this place started to get better after my brother-in-law came."

Luo Qingzhou helped her sit down and said softly: "Second Miss, you can go to Kyoto with Sister Meijiao first."

Qin Weimo lowered his head slightly: "Weimo knew that my brother-in-law would not leave now."

Luo Qingzhou said solemnly: "I still have some things to do."

Qin Weimo looked up at him: "Brother-in-law, if sister, Bai Ling and Xia Chan all go with Weimo, will brother-in-law go?"

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment and said, "Not for the time being."

Qin Weimo looked at him softly for a while and said softly: "Brother-in-law, Weimo believes that brother-in-law will succeed."

She didn't ask anything, but she seemed to be able to guess.

Luo Qingzhou nodded slightly: "Thank you."

Qin Weimo stretched out her hand, held his large sleeve robe, and said with concern: "Brother-in-law, is your hand injured?"

Luo Qingzhou was stunned for a moment and said, "How does the second young lady know?"

He raised the back of his hand, which still had signs of cracks.

Qin Weimo's face was filled with distress. He stretched out his slender white fingertips, gently touched Mo, and said in a trembling voice: "Brother-in-law, does it hurt?"

"It doesn't hurt."

Luo Qingzhou looked calm: "For those who practice martial arts, injuries are inevitable."

Qin Weimo raised his head and said, "But my brother-in-law is wearing a Confucian robe and is a scholar."

Luo Qingzhou had nothing to say.

Qin Weimo smiled and looked at him with eyes full of sparkling light: "Every time my brother-in-law sees his mother, he will bow his hands in greeting. Today, both hands are shrunk in his sleeves and he dare not take them out. Yes. Are you afraid that the second brother and Sister Meijiao will see it and tell you that your brother-in-law is secretly practicing martial arts?"

Luo Qingzhou hesitated for a moment and said in a low voice: "Second Miss, if I told you that the wound on my hand was caused by a sneak attack by Second Brother and Sister Meijiao, would you believe it?"

Qin Weimo: "..."

Luo Qingzhou said no more.

Qin Weimo didn't ask any more questions, just nodded lightly and said, "Xin, Weimo believes everything my brother-in-law says."

Luo Qingzhou pondered for a moment and said: "Second Miss, there will be a banquet at the National Palace the day after tomorrow. Who will be attending the Qin Palace banquet?"

Qin Weimo said softly: "Father, mother, it's just the two of them. If my brother-in-law wants to go, Weimo will go too, and if we bring Xia Chan with us, there will be three more people."

Luo Qingzhou was silent for a moment and said, "Second Miss, I want to see how proud they are."

Qin Weimo's eyes flashed and he smiled: "It's just like the last dinner, right?"

Luo Qingzhou met her eyes, nodded and said, "Yes."

"Brother-in-law, are you sure?"

"You can try it."

"Then Weimo must go."

"Um."

"Brother-in-law, go and talk to your sister and persuade her to let her go to Kyoto with you this time."

"Second Miss, are you going?"

"I...I'll think about it again."

In the study room, the temperature is suitable and the atmosphere is soft.

The two talked for a while.

Luo Qingzhou said goodbye and left.

"Brother-in-law... Weimo knows that brother-in-law is very busy recently, so he won't disturb him anymore. Brother-in-law doesn't have to come here every day. Weimo is fine..."

"Um."

Luo Qingzhou left the room and put on his shoes under Qiu'er's service.

When he walked to the corridor, he suddenly walked over and opened the window, looked at the weak girl in the room who was in a daze and said: "Second Miss, I will come over tomorrow night to feed you medicine. If you cough again tonight, let Zhu Come and find me, don't be afraid of disturbing me."

A happy smile broke out on the girl's face: "Yes."

Luo Qingzhou looked at her again, closed the window for her, and turned to leave.

When they reached the small courtyard, Pearl suddenly asked: "Uncle, will you accompany my young lady?"

Luo Qingzhou glanced at the flying knife in her hand, remained silent for a moment, and left without answering.

"Uh-huh!"

The flying knife shot out quickly and accurately hit a flower under the opposite courtyard wall.

Three more flying knives suddenly appeared in Pearl's hand.

With a cold face, she threw them out together and coldly snorted: "All the heartless people must die!"

Lingchan Moon Palace.

In the back garden, Xia Chan was wearing a light green dress and practicing her sword.

Bai Ling was holding a freshly picked flower in his hand and was leaning against the round door, tearing the petals out of boredom and counting "one, two, three, five, six" in his mouth.

In the pavilion.

Qin Jianjia, in a white dress, sat quietly in front of a stone table, looking at a volume of poems written in beautiful small characters.

"Sister, these are all written by my brother-in-law, you can take a look."

When the weak girl handed her the volume of poems, there was tenderness and a hint of expectation in her eyes.

As if it was written by her and she wanted to hear her praise.

"Sister, my brother-in-law is very talented... and he is very good, really very good, not only to Wei Mo..."

Qin Jianjia looked at it carefully, word by word, as if she wanted to get to know the familiar yet strange boy again from these beautiful poems.

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