Jin Yi Kill

After Fu Tingzhou left, Lu Heng laughed enough and went to the backyard to find Wang Yanqing.

Wang Yanqing had taken off his cloak in his own room. Hearing Lu Heng coming, she put down the pen, got up and walked towards Lu Heng: "Second brother."

Lu Heng took off his cloak at the door, responded lightly, and said, "Go back quickly, you are still wearing a single shirt, don't stay at the door for a long time."

Wang Yanqing was dragged into the room by Lu Heng. After the two entered the room, Lu Heng noticed the paper and ink spread out on the table at a glance, and asked, "What were you doing just now?"

Seeing the mess on the desk, Wang Yanqing hurriedly stepped forward and put away the paper: "It's nothing, I've been holding the pen so badly recently that I can't even write words, so I want to practice quickly in private."

Wang Yanqing went to greet Lu Heng just now and forgot to clean up the table. There were half of her writing on the paper, which was horrible to watch. Wang Yanqing wanted to hurry up and hide the waste paper, but Lu Heng held her hand and said, "My brother and sister, even the second brother is not allowed to see it?"

Wang Yanqing watched Lu Heng take away the waste paper and flipped through them one by one. She wanted to stop it but didn't dare, and said embarrassedly, "Second brother, the writing is not good. I'll show it to you when I finish my practice."

"Brother is not an outsider, so don't shy away from it. Besides, Qingqing looks good no matter what he writes." Lu Heng casually said coaxing words, he turned a few pages, and probably understood why Wang Yanqing felt awkward to write.

Her strokes are like two styles of characters kneading together. Sometimes they are strong and sharp, which is obviously a man's writing style, and sometimes they are small hairpins, delicate and soft. She jumped between the two styles when she wrote, and she didn't even know which was right, so she felt that she couldn't write.

Lu Heng has an excellent memory, and at a glance he recognized that the sturdy style was the character of Fu Tingzhou, and the other kind of upright and graceful was Wang Yanqing's own. Wang Yanqing should have deliberately imitated Fu Tingzhou's handwriting before, which was almost real, but Wang Yanqing didn't know about it after losing her memory. She followed her instinct and wrote two completely different fonts. Isn't it confusing.

Lu Heng's heart is like a mirror, thinking that Fu Tingzhou looks like a dog, how can he do some nauseous things. The brothers and sisters even learn each other's handwriting. Could it be that Fu Tingzhou can also write Wang Yanqing's handwriting?

So disgusting.

Lu Heng was reluctant to think about how close the relationship and how long it was before they could learn each other's words. Lu Heng said that Qingqing looked good no matter what he wrote, but he held a pen in his hand, tickled a few circles on the paper, and crossed out the words belonging to Fu Tingzhou one by one: "You recovered. Very good, the handwriting is already seven or eight points like the original. But these few characters are not good. You don't know where you learned some ugly characters, which interferes with your original style of writing. This is not good, the most important thing in writing is Self-contained and unified in style, in the future, you have to deliberately eliminate these foreign objects and can no longer be influenced.”

Wang Yanqing was awe-inspiring, and quickly nodded in response.

After Lu Heng crossed out the words mixed with Fu Tingzhou's style, he finally felt at ease. He looked at Wang Yanqing's carefully written volume that he had sketched out of the way, and felt a little guilty. He waved to Wang Yanqing and said, "Come here."

Wang Yanqing stopped beside Lu Heng, Lu Heng dipped the ink in the inkstone, and the pen roamed around the dragon, writing the three words "Wang Yanqing" in a hurry. He handed the pen to Wang Yanqing and said, "Write it yourself."

Wang Yanqing took the pen, held the sleeve of the pipa, leaned over slightly, and wrote on the paper with her wrist hanging. Lu Heng stood beside him and looked at her sideways. He noticed that Wang Yanqing was imitating Fu Tingzhou's handwriting again subconsciously, and immediately stopped: "Don't be distracted, write according to your original feeling, don't try to imitate anyone."

After being reminded by Lu Heng, Wang Yanqing stopped stiffly. Lu Heng stretched out his hand, wrapped it around her shoulder, held her hand and continued to write: "Write whatever you want. You don't have to consider beauty or ugliness, or whether others like it or not. Follow your heart."

Lu Heng held her handwriting and wrote a few lines. He did not exert any force on his hand and did not interfere with Wang Yanqing's writing, but as soon as Wang Yanqing showed signs of changing his style, he would squeeze his hand. Wang Yanqing was pinched several times in a row, and Lu Heng's voice came from behind: "If you make another mistake, it's not your hand that the second brother hit."

Wang Yanqing was suddenly nervous. If he didn't choke his hands, would he choke his neck? She was just distracted when someone pinched her waist. He didn't exert any force, but Wang Yanqing was startled. She wanted to dodge subconsciously, but Lu Heng wrapped her shoulders to prevent her from dodging: "Concentrate."

He held the back of Wang Yanqing's hand with one hand and the other on Wang Yanqing's waist, clearly threatening. Wang Yanqing wrote half a piece of paper stiffly, and slowly regained the feeling of writing. Lu Heng was reluctant to be satisfied, and was finally willing to let go of Wang Yanqing's hand.

She immediately let out a long sigh of relief, and then felt strange to herself. If it wasn't for the second brother's reminder, she would not have realized that she was imitating another feeling unconsciously.

why?

Wang Yanqing put down the pen and put away the messy paper in embarrassment: "Thank you second brother. I am so old, and I want second brother to accompany me to practice calligraphy."

Lu Heng slowly withdrew his hand, but felt that this kind of thing could happen a little more. Lu Heng said nonsense: "What are you meeting with your brother. When you learn to calligraphy, I will teach you."

Wang Yanqing was not impressed, and asked curiously, "Really? But I don't seem to have learned the charm of the second brother at all. Who did the second brother learn the calligraphy from?"

Lu Heng went to Luohan's bed and sat down, straightened his sleeves, and said, "I learned Chinese characters a long time ago. At that time, I was still in Xingwang's mansion, and I learned it with the emperor."

Wang Yanqing paused, unable to ask any more questions, and said with a smile, "No wonder the second brother writes so well."

Lu Heng waved his hand and motioned Wang Yanqing to sit. He poured the tea slowly, the water gurgled into the porcelain cup, the hot mist was thick and steamed in the air, and the flowers and birds on it seemed to come alive. Lu Heng asked casually, "Fu Tingzhou is crazy today, didn't he scare you?"

Hearing that name, the smile on Wang Yanqing's face faded, and she replied softly, "It's okay."

Her attitude changed very obviously, Lu Heng sighed for Fu Tingzhou when he saw it. Fu Tingzhou didn't think about her tea and rice, and even said that as long as she could come back, the conditions were open to others; but Wang Yanqing avoided Fu Tingzhou and frowned when he mentioned him.

And all these changes are Lu Heng's masterpiece.

Lu Heng didn't think it was a big deal to watch the fun, and even thought maliciously, if Fu Tingzhou knew in the future that his adopted sister would no longer obey him, but instead regarded him as an enemy, what a wonderful expression on his face? When Lu Hengguang thought of that day, the blood in his body began to get excited.

With a smile, Lu Heng put the tea cup in front of Wang Yanqing and said, "Don't be angry, Qingqing. Today that lunatic offended Qingqing, I will use tea instead of wine to apologize to Qingqing for him."

Wang Yanqing hurriedly said: "Second brother, villain Fu, what's the matter with you? How dare I be the second brother to make amends."

"You deserve it." Lu Heng held Wang Yanqing's hand and said, "It was my negligence that I let him break into the house and disturb you. Don't worry, this kind of thing will never happen again. If you don't drink, then Just don't forgive your brother?"

Wang Yanqing couldn't beat Lu Heng, so he took a step back, picked up the teacup and said, "Second brother's words make me feel ashamed. Why would I blame my second brother for such a trivial matter?"

Lu Heng's heart moved slightly, and he said with a half-truth, "What if it's a big deal?"

However, Wang Yanqing shook his head and said very firmly: "Second brother will not be sorry for me in important matters. Even if there is, it is for my own good."

Lu Heng smiled at Wang Yanqing, lowered his head and drank tea, his eyebrows and eyes were hidden behind the fog, so he couldn't see the real expression clearly.

When she is nice to a person, she is sincere and reckless. Unfortunately, he is also a liar.

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After Fu Tingzhou came out of the Lu Mansion, his expression turned astonishingly different. The attendant of Zhenyuan Hou's Mansion hurriedly greeted him and asked, "Master Hou, what's the matter with you?"

Fu Tingzhou's chest was filled with the suffocation that he had nowhere to vent. He reprimanded "don't follow", grabbed the reins, turned on his horse, and lashed the horse with a heavy whip. The jujube red horse neighed and let go of its hooves and galloped. The guards of Zhenyuan Hou's Mansion hurriedly chased after him and shouted, "Master Hou, where are you going?"

There was no response from the people in front, only the sound of hoofs clattered away. The servants of Zhenyuan Hou's Mansion looked at each other in dismay, not knowing what happened to the Hou Ye, why did he talk to Master Lu, and it became like this after he came out?

Fu Tingzhou didn't want to go home, talk, or pay attention to anyone. He galloped all the way out of the city and ran for an hour in the dry and cold wind before finally feeling awake.

Fu Tingzhou raised his head and stared blankly at the sky. The wilderness is vast, the clouds are dense, the world is so big, how small are people?

Fu Tingzhou rode a horse and stood in the wind, staring at the rapidly changing clouds in the sky for a long time, until he lost consciousness and no one came to him.

In the past, when he was in a bad mood, he would throw away his attendants and stay alone. But every time, no matter where he hid or how secluded place he went, Qingqing was always the first to find him.

But this time, no one will come.

At one time, he didn't think there was anything special about it. Many things had been owned for too long and he took them for granted. When it was replaced by him this time, Fu Tingzhou realized that it was so difficult to find someone.

The world is big, and where is she?

Fu Tingzhou didn't return to Hou's mansion until it was getting dark. As soon as he entered the door, the butler of Hou's mansion rushed to greet him: "Master Hou, you are finally back. The attendant said that you rode out of the city as soon as you came out of Lord Lu's house. The old lady sent someone to look for him. It's been a long time, where have you been?"

Fu Tingzhou didn't want to speak at all, so he responded casually: "It's boring in the city, just go out for a walk."

After Fu Tingzhou finished speaking, he was about to go back to the room by himself, but the housekeeper quickly stopped him and persuaded: "Master Hou, today is Chinese New Year, the old lady and a few girls gathered in the lady's room and are waiting for you."

Fu Tingzhou just remembered that today is New Year's Eve, a day for family reunion. Fu Tingzhou did not have any festive celebrations, but as the backbone of the Hou Mansion, it was also his duty to accompany his female relatives to feel at ease.

Fu Tingzhou was full of burnout, and planned to go to Mrs. Tai's house for a short walk. At this moment, Fu Chang, Chen Shi, Fu Chang's favored concubine, and several young masters and young ladies are all in the house of Mrs. It is rare for Mr. Chen to be the master of the house, and this year, he is very happy to bring everyone together to celebrate the New Year. But the house was booming, but the most important person in the Hou Mansion, Fu Tingzhou, was missing.

When everyone heard that Fu Tingzhou went to Lu Heng's house, they didn't dare to urge him, and they were lively in the house. But seeing the time pass a little bit, with the relationship between the Fu family and Lu Heng, the New Year's greetings shouldn't be so long, right? Chen shi waited for the left and right to see no one, but finally he couldn't hold his breath and sent someone out to inquire.

It was only after such a question that Fu Tingzhou came out of Lu Heng's mansion very early. The servants did not dare to tell the Chen family, so they quietly went back to the mansion and waited, thinking that Lord Hou would come back in a while. Unexpectedly, when the sun slanted westward, the Marquis could not be seen returning to the mansion, and the people below couldn't hide it, so he told the truth to Chen Shi.

When Chen shi heard this, he was both angry that the servants deceived her, and that Fu Tingzhou did not give her face. Of course, she didn't dare to ask Lu Mansion, so she sent someone outside the city to find Fu Tingzhou. However, the Chen family sent several groups of people to go out and found nothing. The Chen family was so angry that they got angry, and the atmosphere in the wife's house became stiff. .

Finally, when it was time for dinner, Fu Tingzhou came back. The Miss Fu family was relieved when they heard the servant's report that "Master Hou is here", and hurried to the main room to cheer up.

Although Fu Chang is of high rank, Fu Tingzhou is the real master of Zhenyuan Hou Mansion. Fu Tingzhou's attitude is directly related to their days in Hou Mansion, dowry and future husband's family. For the Miss Fu family, pleasing their elder brother is more important than pleasing their father and mother.

Several prostitutes hurried to the wife's room. The room was already full of people. Fu Tingzhou sat in the center of the room and greeted grandmother and parents indifferently: "The child is not filial, which makes grandmother, father and mother worry. Now. After the New Year's Eve dinner, my mother will start the banquet directly without waiting for me."

"How can this be possible?" Chen Shi vehemently rejected, "Reunion dinner Reunion dinner is to be eaten only when the whole family gathers together. Agate, Lord Hou is back, you should go and set up the meal."

Even without the factor of reunion, the Hou residence would not have dinner before Fu Tingzhou came back. Fu Tingzhou is the Marquis of Zhenyuan. All of them have to rely on Fu Tingzhou. Who would dare to sit when the Lord is not present?

However, what Fu Tingzhou can't hear the most right now is "reunion". The Chen family was busy setting meals, Fu Chang was enjoying the flattery of the concubine with a flushed face, and several young ladies of the Fu family were also surrounded by Mrs. Tai, talking like a silver bell, and no one remembered that Wang Yanqing was still alive and dead.

Maybe, it's not necessarily that I don't remember, but I don't care.

Fu Tingzhou saw that these people were having a lively New Year's Eve, the more they laughed, the colder his heart became. It was as if a thorn had been stabbed deep in his heart, which was usually invisible, but every time he breathed, the thorn would dig deeper, and finally converged into a fine and long pain that pressed him to the point of suffocation.

However, Mrs. Chen wanted to sprinkle salt on his wound, and said with a high voice: "Master Hou, you are finally back. Just now, the Yongping Hou residence sent a New Year's gift box, come and see, I heard that these gift boxes are all Miss Hong San helped prepare it."

When the people in the room heard this, they looked at Fu Tingzhou and laughed together. Fu Tingzhou sat in the center of his sight, but he didn't feel the slightest joy. He didn't even smile, and said indifferently: "I see, put it aside. Tomorrow I will go to pay New Year's greetings to the Marquis of Wuding and Marquis Yongping, and I will tell you when the time comes."

The maids were all beaming with the gift box, and when they heard Fu Tingzhou's words, they were all stunned. However, Lord Hou really didn't mean to be curious at all, and didn't even glance at them. The maid was embarrassed, and quickly retreated with her things in her arms.

Chen Shi didn't take it seriously, and still happily talked about the marriage proposal: "After February, your grandfather's filial piety is over, and you can get married with Miss Hong San. Miss Hong San is of noble birth, virtuous and filial. , after the door, she must be a good mistress."

Fu Tingzhou sat in his seat and listened to Chen's self-talk happily, thinking that his grandfather didn't look down on this couple, and he really didn't wrong them. I don't have enough eyesight, can I say it publicly?

Fu Tingzhou interrupted coldly: "The grandfather's filial piety period has not passed, so he is not allowed to feast, marry, and marry. Mother is careful."

Chen shi touched soft nails one after another, and finally felt that Fu Tingzhou was in a wrong mood. She looked at Fu Tingzhou's face in surprise, and after thinking for a while, she suddenly realized that she understood the reason why Fu Tingzhou was not in high spirits: "Master Hou, are you thinking about the court? Blame me, you went to Lord Lu's mansion today, you must have discussed it. There are a lot of serious things, and I have been pulling you to say that the parents are short..."

When Fu Tingzhou heard that name, he was really in a bad mood, and said coldly, "It has nothing to do with him."

"It's not Mr. Lu?" Chen Shi was surprised, she patted her chest and deliberately showed off to the concubine and prostitute beside her, "That's good. This Mr. Lu is not easy to deal with, he was the one who was involved in the corruption case some time ago. Did you find out? Many people in the capital were raided, and in the end, even the first assistant was not clear. It's really scary."

The female relatives don't know much about the struggle in the court, but they all have lingering fears about the house raiding incident some time ago. Ladies and gentlemen, you have been complaining for a long time, but no one dared to mention the commander Lu. Even if this person is only two years older than Fu Tingzhou, and now he is a third-rank official, he has the power to enter and exit the imperial palace, and from the point of view of choosing a son-in-law, this is a better young talent than Fu Tingzhou, but there are no female relatives in the capital who want to marry him. .

Even if Chen Shi intends to show off, she only has a little knowledge of the court, and there will be nothing to say soon. In the end, the topic of female dependents still fell on eating, drinking and having fun.

In a few days, it will be Shangyuan Festival. The only chance for the female family members to go out and play in an open and honest way. The four young ladies of the Fu family are all waiting for this day. Chen received a hint from his daughter and asked Fu Tingzhou: "Master Hou, do you have any plans for Shangyuan in a few days?"

"Plans?" Fu Tingzhou listened inexplicably, "It's just an ordinary holiday, what plans can you have?"

The author says:

Lu Heng: You didn't plan, unfortunately I have a lot.