Lu Weirui has not left the house since the last time she fell ill due to the cold rain that made her skirts wet in the Zhenqing Taoist Temple. Every afternoon, Chen Caozhi would come to Baihua Pavilion to visit her. In just half an hour, she was
The only thing that makes her happy every day is that she sometimes fantasizes, hoping that the disease will last forever so that Chen Caozhi can have a reason to visit her——
Although Lu Weirui is innocent, she is not an ignorant girl. She can see the caution and struggle hidden by Chen Caozhi's calm appearance. When their eyes meet, there will be a sudden burst of enthusiasm, and the instant heat seems to melt her.
But he quickly turned away, just smiled warmly, and never looked back when he left.
Of course Lu Weirui understands the huge disparity between the Lu family of Wu County and the Chen family of Qiantang. One is a high-ranking family, and the other is a low-income commoner. There is a huge difference in status. But when she sees Chen Cao, she will forget that there is such a family in the world.
In other words, in the past few years, she has traveled to Sanwu, looking for flowers and trees, and has met many young men. Who can compare with Chen Caozhi? The most rare thing is that Chen Caozhi has the same interests as her——
Two days ago, she heard her father talk about Chen Cao's brother Chen Qingzhi and Ding Youwei, a famous lady from Qiantang. The ending was that Chen Qingzhi died young and Ding Youwei was forcibly taken back to the Ding family. At that time, she thought, wouldn't it be better if Chen Qingzhi didn't die so early?
Very happy, but now that I think about it carefully, I am afraid that Chen Qingzhi's early death was also due to the tremendous pressure he endured——
"By the way, daddy never told me about Chen Langjun's brother and sister-in-law before, why would he tell me in detail this time? Is daddy reminding me of something?"
Thinking of this, Lu Weirui shuddered a little, and quickly comforted herself: "I am too worried, dad just said it casually, he only remembered Chen Langjun's brother and sister-in-law when he met Chen Langjun, there was no intention to warn me secretly!
If dad really had that kind of intention, he wouldn't let Chen Langjun come to see me."
Then I thought: "I'm still young, only fifteen years old, and Chen Langjun is also young, three months younger than me, but Chen Langjun's steady and polite look makes me feel that he is much older than me..."
Lu Weirui tried her best to think only about flowers and flower painting, which she and Chen Caozhi talked about the most. She thought: "It's nothing. Chen Langjun and I are just flower art friends." But Chen Caozhi's gentle and smiling eyes
He seemed to be looking at her all the time, and every time he thought about it, his heart beat and her ears warmed, making her feel both sad and happy.
The maids in Baihua Pavilion all discovered that the innocent and lovely Madam Wei Rui likes to be alone and lost in thought recently. They thought she was just recovering from illness and were lazy. They didn't think about it deeply, and they didn't dare to say what they thought about it. After all, it was a decision.
Impossible.
On the day Chen Caozhi left Wu Jun, Lu Weirui got up early in the morning and took several maids to tend the flowers and trees in the Xiyuan. They moved the potted flowers that were sensitive to the cold from the greenhouse to the garden, and told them to water less and not to water.
Fertilize. If you water too much in winter, flowers and trees will be easily damaged by freezing. Applying fertilizer will cause root rot.
In the afternoon, Lu Weirui went to the study room in the front yard to sharpen ink for her father and watched her father practice calligraphy. She also spent half an hour writing the "Huashan Temple Stele in Xiyue".
Lu Weirui is the only one who likes the "Huashan Temple Stele in Xiyue" among the Han Li. The "Huashan Monument" is full of strokes, obvious ripples, dignified in posture, graceful and elegant. It is the master of Han Li. However, as a woman who practices this "Huashan Monument"
Lu Na first suggested that his daughter practice "Cao Quan Stele" or "Ming Ji Tie" written by Mrs. Wei. The original "Ming Ji Tie" was written by Xizhong Lang General and Yuzhou Governor Xie Wan.
Collection, Xie Wan is Xie An's brother. Six years ago, Lu Na personally went to Xie Wan's house in Jiankang's Wuyi Lane to make copies and brought them back. However, Lu Weirui didn't like "Cao Quan Stele" and "Ming Ji Tie" and only practiced it.
For "Huashan Monument", Lu accepted it only from her. She did not expect that Lu Weirui's penmanship was very strong. The official writing style of "Huashan Monument" was both physical and spiritual. Anyone who saw it would praise Miss Weirui for her good writing skills——
Before finishing "Huashan Monument", the setting sun shone warmly through the window. It was already Shenchu time. Lu Weirui said: "Dad, my daughter hasn't left the house for many days. The sun is warm. My daughter wants to visit Zhenqing Taoist Temple. Those camellias.”
Lu Na said: "Okay, you go ahead. You must come back before the sun goes down. Don't catch a cold again."
Lu Weirui smiled and said: "Look what dad said, my daughter just caught a cold once, how can she be so weak and unable to bear the cold!"
Lu Wei came to Zhenqing Taoist Temple with his two children and two maids. The master of the temple, Taoist Li, came up to him and bowed to the chief inspector: "Ms. Lu has not been here for many days. The people in the mountains and teas in the back are looking forward to you."
The little maid said: "Hey, why do these words seem to be said by Chen Cao and Chen Langjun?"
Li Daoren laughed and said: "The little lady with a short hoe is right, Xiaodao is stupid and tongue-tied, how can Chen Langjun's words be as subtle as those of Chen Langjun? It is indeed Xiaodao who learned this from Chen Langjun. I wanted to use it today, but I couldn't. The trick has been discovered, it seems Xiaodao has to speak his own words honestly, and parrots can’t do it.”
The little maid smiled "gegge" and asked: "Master Li, has Chen Langjun come today?"
Li Daoren looked at Lu Weirui with wide eyes: "Don't you know, Madam Lu? Chen Langjun left Wujun and returned to Qiantang early in the morning, and he came here to say goodbye to Xiaodao. Chen Langjun is so polite."
Lu Weirui smiled and said: "I know, Chen Langjun went to bid farewell to my father yesterday." After a pause, he asked: "Prince Li, did Chen Langjun say anything when he left?"
Li Daoren said: "I didn't say anything, I just said that I will still come to see the camellia in the back mountain next year——"
Lu Weirui's heart felt a little empty, and a touch of sadness lingered, but she heard Li Taoist say: "Chen Langjun also gave a painting to Xiaodao, saying that if anyone buys it, it will be used as incense money for him to donate to the Taoist temple."
Lu Weirui quickly asked: "Where is the painting? Bring it and show it to me."
Li Taoist invited Lu Weirui, the master and maid, to sit down in the left wing of Sanqing Hall, and took the painting that Chen Caozhi had given him in the morning and presented it to him.
Lu Weirui unfolded the scroll and saw that it was an old peach tree. It should be a scene of spring coming after winter. New buds were sprouting on the thin branches, and there were dots of pink pistils with faint red mist floating around. What was even more surprising was the main trunk of the peach tree. There is a nodule, much like an eye, a smiling crescent-shaped eye——
Lu Weirui couldn't help laughing, her original melancholy was swept away, and she said in an indistinguishable voice: "So you said that I am the spirit of the peach tree, but you are the one." Feeling relaxed and refreshing, she stood up and said: "I Let’s go take a look at the camellia first. I wonder if the big purple robe has bloomed new flowers?”
Li Daoren was quite disappointed and asked: "Mrs. Lu, don't you want this painting? Although Chen Langjun's paintings have become famous in Wu County, this painting has no inscription, so others still don't know that it was painted by Chen Langjun."
Lu Weirui smiled sincerely, hesitated on purpose, and asked: "Then how much does Master Li plan to sell it for?"
Li Daoren came to greet him. He still had some cleverness and said with a smile: "How dare you accept Mrs. Lu's money? Just give it to Mrs. Lu for appreciation. Moreover, although Chen Langjun's paintings cannot be said to be priceless treasures, the paintings are also worth mentioning." I dare not put a price on it to sell it.”
Short hoe said: "If the Taoist doesn't ask for a price, he'll just ask for it!"
Li Daoren said with a bitter face: "I have already said that I would give this painting to Mrs. Lu for appreciation——"
Lu Weirui said: "Then I would like to thank Master Li, hairpin flower, and keep this painting." After that, he took the short hoe out of the backyard and went up the mountain to see the big purple robe.
Li Daoren waited with determination. How could a wealthy family like the Lu family ask for his paintings in vain? Two days ago, the crazy man from the Gu family said he was going to send 3,000 yuan to the Taoist temple, but in the end, he sent 5,000 yuan to the Taoist temple.
Thousands of dollars, and a painting of "Tao Yuan Camellia", but the Gu and Lu families were at odds, so the painting could not be sold to Lu Weirui.
Then I thought: "That little girl named Short Hoe hit the nail on the head. If you don't ask for a price, you will ask for it. "Laozi" says, 'Husbands don't fight, so no one in the world can fight with them.' So Xiaodao can be used flexibly."
The next day, a steward and two servants of the Lu Mansion sent 100,000 yuan, saying that Governor Lu had given it to Zhenqing Taoist Temple for the purpose of building mountain roads.
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