On the dressing table is Changzhou's famous comb grate. In front of the comb grate is a bronze mirror that sinks fish and geese. On the dressing table, there is a painting. The woman in the painting is not as beautiful as the girl in front of the bronze mirror, but it makes the fish sink into shame.
In the water, in the center of the boudoir is a boudoir bed made of excellent material, thousand-year-old Xuanling wood. There is an albizia quilt on it, embroidered with lovely patterns.
In a two-story antique villa, the desk is close to the window sill. It is still made of rare spiritual stones, which can cultivate one's moral character and last forever.
There are yellowing books on the desk, which are basically information about traditional Chinese medicine. Many of them are single copies. However, among the traditional Chinese medicine books, there is one that is very conspicuous. It has a cyan textured cover with gold borders and English on it.
It says "dy of the camellias", "La Traviata" by Xiao Dumas.
A gust of wind blew, gently opening the curtains, like rolling curtains on a heavenly palace, quietly spreading out, revealing a peerless face, with bright eyes, white teeth, and willow-shaped eyebrows, a typical classical beauty. When she stood up,
The pink pajamas adorned the ground, as if she wanted to appreciate the beauty of the girl with the earth, but unfortunately there was a touch of sadness on the girl's face.
What girl is not pregnant?
Regardless of whether they are palace aristocrats or peddlers, their daughters all have the power to miss spring. This is a gift and a conclusion. Wang Sijia leaned on the window sill and looked at the wintersweet blooming in the cold winter downstairs, with endless lovesickness in her heart.
She came to the capital, but her heart was not at home. She had her own dream. Going home was not like going home, but looking for the way back to her dream. After returning from Xijing City, she put her flourishing career there on hold and returned to the place she least wanted to come back to.
place, not for that person?
Unfortunately, there was no news and no trace. The person seemed to have disappeared and never appeared. This was the third day after Wang Sijia returned to the Wang family, but it seemed like three years had passed.
She is only nineteen years old this year. At the age when flowers are blooming, feelings like spring spread around the villa and never go away. But when she misses her, there is always a little bit of sadness. What is the reason for this?
She will definitely encounter marriage problems when she returns home. Although Lafayette advocates her emotional autonomy, he believes in his vision and will never find ordinary people. However, in the eyes of the nobles, what is unusual? Could it be that they have the same status?
But they are a perfect match.
When Mrs. Wang married Mr. Jiang, she went through many hardships and twists and turns, but in the end they were still far apart, and she didn't even know that her lover was buried in the void.
This is a very contradictory world. Although the aristocratic family cannot see the Jianghu people in their bones, they are still afraid of the Jianghu people in their bones. They come and go without a trace. Jianghu people fight with swords all over the world, killing and being killed. This is the basic tune. It is a pity.
Yes, in the eyes of the nobles, he is nothing more than a common man.
Is any man worthy of being blessed with golden branches and jade leaves?
Even Wang Sijia thinks it's impossible, because the family's resistance is always stronger than she thinks. Even if she doesn't marry the other three super families, she will definitely marry into an unknown place.
You have no background, no strength, just being looked down upon by the nobles. Unless you reach the level of Wu Ming, you can dominate the world and destroy a holy land with a wave of your hand.
But such a person is unparalleled in the world, not to mention the likes of others who will never come after him. How many people have there been in the past and present?
When Wang Sijia thought about this book, her mood became like falling flowers on flowing water, floating erratically, or like floating clouds on the horizon, in a trance, without knowing its whereabouts.
"Miss, Lafayette asked you to go down for dinner." After three knocks on the door, Uncle Fu walked in. Looking at Wang Sijia's appearance, he felt pity in his heart and said, "Still thinking about Lei Feng?"
Wang Sijia smiled shyly and said, "No."
Uncle Fu chuckled, shook his head, and didn't say anything more. Talking more would be useless. He knew what kind of character his young lady was like. Talking too much would only arouse her dissatisfaction.
Wang Sijia looked out the window and said quietly: "Uncle Fu, I don't want to eat."
Uncle Fu sighed, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll have someone heat it up for you. Just call me when you want to eat."
After saying that, Uncle Fu took a deep look at Wang Sijia, then turned around and left. He walked out of the villa and passed by the corridor. Everyone who passed by called him "Fu Bo" respectfully.
Wang Batian was drinking tea in a pavilion not far away. Drinking tea in the cold winter was a good opportunity to relax. He stood by the pool and gently touched the teacup with his fingers. Every touch brought a special feeling.
The breath seems to be guided by light in the confusion, leaving the darkness and yearning for the sunshine.
The cold winter season did not show up around him. Wherever he was, there was a ball of fire within a radius of ten feet. It was obvious that this person cultivated the origin of the fire attribute, and he had cultivated to an unfathomable level and could become the head of a super family.
, definitely not an idle person.
Uncle Fu walked over from the edge of the pool. When Wang Batian saw him, he restrained his aura, gave way respectfully, and said with a smile: "Uncle Fu, Sijia still doesn't want to eat?"
Uncle Fu sighed, frowned deeply, and said: "It seems that the poisoning is quite serious. Wu Ming's lineage is really at odds with the Wang family. It was like this before and it is still like this now. Lafayette's concern is correct.
"
Wang Batian's eyes flashed and he said: "Recently, we have lost news about Lei Feng. He has not appeared since the Lu family, and seems to have disappeared."
Uncle Fu asked: "Has he entered the pagoda?"
Wang Batian's heart skipped a beat, and he couldn't help but tremble at the corner of his mouth when he heard the pagoda. The pagoda is an absolutely mysterious place. Most people can't enter it at all. Only those who have reached the realm of Fu Bo can enter. But such a person
, there are not many in the entire capital. Uncle Fu has always been a top member of the Wang family. No one knows his exact age, but it does not hinder his prestige. It can even be traced back to Wang Batian's grandfather. At that time,
Forbes already exists.
In fact, Uncle Fu's voice in front of Lafayette is probably more important than that of Wang Batian, but he doesn't want power, or he doesn't think much about power.
The biggest reason why Wang Sijia is likely to become the next generation heir is that the most powerful people in the Wang family support her.
"The pagoda is an unknowable place. Our super family will not provoke it if we can, so as not to suffer misfortune." Uncle Fu said lightly, and then walked forward.
Wang Batian looked at Uncle Fu's leaving figure and sighed in his heart. No matter how he behaved, he probably wouldn't get his approval. After all, Uncle Fu was a man in the world. If he wasn't strong enough, he would always be criticized unless he reached the level of a saint.
realm……
Unfortunately, it is too difficult to achieve the realm of a saint...
After clearing up his mood, Wang Batian also turned around and left. There was nothing to commemorate here. Now that he was in a good mood, drinking tea would be painful, so his servants consciously tidied up.
Uncle Fu made several detours and came to a Buddhist hall, where the sound of wooden fish could be heard one after another, and the ticking sound kept coming. When he walked inside, Lafayette was knocking on wooden fish devoutly, meditating, and calming down.
The moment Uncle Fu entered the door, Lafayette opened his eyes and asked: "Uncle Fu, is this child Sijia not coming to dinner?"
Uncle Fu smiled bitterly and said: "Old Buddha, you also know that Scarlett is in a bad mood recently, and no one can complain about it. It's better to let her calm down. I guess after a while, maybe
When things get better, we’ll talk about that matter then.”
Lafayette waved his hand and said: "Forget it, let's not talk about that matter again. It is probably useless if we talk about it. It's a pity. This is a great opportunity for the Wang family."
Uncle Fu nodded, with a touch of regret in his tone, and said, "Maybe there is still hope. If I don't let Madam try to persuade me, it might have some effect."
Lafayette shook his head and said: "This girl has been disobedient since she was a child. She did such things when she was young. If that person hadn't become a saint, she would not even be recognized."
That person is naturally Wang Sijia's father, Mr. Jiang.
When Uncle Fu heard Mr. Jiang, he lowered his head and said, "Everyone was good at what happened back then. In fact, there is no need for this. Now that he has become a saint, will he come to the capital to take revenge?"
Lafayette smiled faintly and said: "Don't talk about whether he has this ability, even if he is a saint, he comes to my Wang family and wants to turn the world upside down? If it is a dragon, let me coil it, if it is a tiger, let me lie down. It is not that there are no saints in our Wang family.
, it’s not like I haven’t killed saints before.”
Uncle Fu secretly sighed in his heart. It seemed that what happened back then caused a deep hatred between Mr. Jiang and Lafayette. Although he felt it was unnecessary, both of them had very weird tempers.
Mr. Jiang has now become a saint, and can be found anywhere in the world. Unfortunately, he needs to stay in Xijing City to accompany him throughout his life. He swore back then that if he did not become a saint, he would never come out or come to the capital.
Now, many things are hard to say.
"I'm just worried that Old Man Tianmou will regret it now." Uncle Fu worriedly said, "If Old Man Tianmou wants to take action, our Wang family won't be able to resist at all."
Lafayette smiled coldly and said: "Don't worry, although the old man Tian Tomb is powerful, he is not invincible. Moreover, back then, Wu Ming was on our side and had an agreement with the old man Tian Tomb, and he would never take action.
.If he dares to take action, he will be noticed by Heaven just like he did in Xijing City. At this level, he can't just take action at will. He should have reached a state where he will become a flying immortal, and he cannot show up casually in the world, otherwise
You will be punished by God."
"None of the four heavenly kings dare to show their true bodies. As long as they are not true bodies, there are always ways to deal with them. I am not worried now. The one I am most worried about is Lei Feng." Lafayette sighed.
Uncle Fu disagreed and asked: "Lei Feng? He is just a boy in the realm of Yuan Jin. There is nothing to worry about. Moreover, although the Five Elements Golden Needle is powerful, as long as he does not take the initiative to provoke him, can he still turn the world upside down?"
The old Buddha said: "You don't understand Wu Ming. The things he left behind must have their own effects. But he himself is missing and the outside world thinks he is dead. In fact, he is definitely not dead, but is observing in secret, waiting for opportunities.
.”
"What opportunity?" Fu Bodu asked curiously.
Lafayette said solemnly: "Waiting for the opportunity to break the void."
While the two were chatting, a guest came to the capital. As soon as he entered the city gate, he alerted the powerful presence in the capital, and countless spiritual powers spread.
