Second update

Feng Shui turns, and the arrogant butler of the Li family also had a moment of misfortune.

He humbly asked Lao Jia to cross the threshold of the Li Mansion. The old servant with his luggage glanced at him disdainfully and walked through the vermilion door with a swagger.

A funny scene appeared in the Li family. The majestic Butler Liu would whisper and bend down for a servant, or walk towards the Li family's dining room.

The servants were all guessing who was sacred that old servant who was not astonishingly beautiful was.

Li Lanting had been waiting in the hall for a long time.

The old servant Jia San sat down all at once. Originally, the master and servant could not sit at the same table, but Lao Jia had a special status and was the benefactor mentioned by Li Lanting, so he naturally could not treat him normally. Chen Zhongqing did not pay much attention to order and did whatever he liked.

After the three of them sat down, they began to serve the dishes one by one.

West Lake vinegar fish, Jinhua ham, mandarin fish soup, and glutinous rice puff cake.

The Eight Immortals table is full of brightness and fragrance. Hangzhou people fully demonstrate the lightness of the cuisine, but they are still good in color and taste, making people's appetite unabashed. Chen Zhongqing came on a boat and spent a period of hardships on the water. Even he was not picky, he couldn't get used to the fishy river food.

As always, Lao Jia had a good appetite. He picked up the chopsticks and picked up the vegetables and sent them into his mouth.

Li Lanting called the maid over and whispered a few words. The maid nodded and retreated. Then he turned around and opened the conversation. He revealed his childhood past to Chen Zhongqing. "When he was ignorant, the Li family still lived in the deep courtyard of Kaifeng. Once, I went out for a trip with your father Jingzhe, and accidentally fell into the Bianliang River. I was frightened by Brother An at that time. Fortunately, Uncle Jia knew very well that water had saved me, otherwise my life would have been there."

Li Lanting was deeply moved when talking about his childhood, and chuckled casually and shook his head, "There has been a family moving to Hangzhou, and this has been going for more than ten years. Although there have been letters during this period, the prosperous landscape of Bianliang in childhood and the lantern night market have gradually become blurred. Only your father's friendship and the kindness of Uncle Jia are unforgettable."

"I forgot this matter if Lord Li doesn't say it."

Old Jia smiled and cracked his mouth, revealing his yellow teeth.

Li Lanting picked up the wine glass and raised the glass to Lao Jia, "This glass is a life-saving grace to the third uncle back then."

Old Jia raised his cup carelessly, scratched his cheeks, and forced out a whisper, "What's inside? I've done it, you can do it."

Chen Zhongqing glared at Lao Jia, and Lao Jia immediately shriveled like a frost-beating eggplant, sitting on the stool to eat properly.

Chen Zhongqing put down his chopsticks, guided the topic in the direction he wanted to say, and said politely, "Uncle Lanting doesn't need to care too much. This time, it was because my father had some changes in Bianliang, otherwise he would not have caused trouble to his uncle."

Li Lanting waved his hand and said indifferently, "Hey, there is no trouble. I have read the letter just now. The conspiracy of Bianliang's coup had spread in Hangzhou City half a month. Although I don't know what the situation is, I am an official in the court and accompanies the king like a tiger. Your father also has meticulous considerations. Hangzhou City has not been swept into the subsequent turmoil of Bianliang. You can rest assured here and wait until the rumor of the wind is over before going back to Bianliang."

He liked Chen Zhongqing very much, his old nephew, who was talented but introverted and low-key. He had seen many playboys and prides of wealthy children from Bianliang, but he only admired this hidden edge.

However, Chen Zhongqing tactfully rejected the other party's proposal, "I don't live in my uncle's house, and I want to find another house. The price of silver is easy to say. I wonder if my uncle knows where can I take action?"

Chen Zhongqing's answer surprised Li Lanting. The other party was about to ask, but he added, "My father also took risks in this conspiracy and coup, which saved the lives of all the people in the Chen family, but left some tricky messes to deal with. No one can guarantee that the eunuch party will not save the rest of his efforts to clear the disabled party. I live in my uncle's house. In the future, our family will be really flawed and afraid of involving my uncle."

Chen Zhongqing carries two lives on his back. Although he has carefully arranged the scene, he dare not make sure that any master will see through the set situation. His idea was to let Wang Chang'an confirm the traitor's crime, but it left the biggest loophole - the inconsistency of the motive of the perpetrator. This is also the only flaw in the situation. He has already cleaned up all the clues. As long as the big figures in Bianliang do not specifically investigate the small details, the Chen family can pass the risk period peacefully.

Li Lanting pondered for a moment. After considering the risks proposed by Chen Zhongqing, he finally thought of a plan that was the best of both worlds and said, "Let's do this. After dinner, I'll ask Butler Liu to take you to the idle house in Li's mansion. It was originally planned to be used as a separate house, but it was not available for the time being. You can move in. The furniture and tidy items in the house are all available. You can live in it after a little arrangement."

Chen Zhongqing was overjoyed. This was definitely the best arrangement. He hurriedly thanked his uncle for his kindness, "That would be the best."

While the three were talking, a familiar voice suddenly sounded behind Chen Zhongqing, with the unique soft voices of Jiangnan women.

"Dad, what are you looking for Ruyan?"

Chen Zhongqing turned around and the two looked at each other. A trace of surprise flashed in the rippling eyes of Qiubo. The woman walked forward generously and blessed Chen Zhongqing, showing the gentleness and virtue of a lady from a noble family.

"This is Chen Zhongqing, the son of his father's old friend who forgot his age. This is his uncle's daughter, Ruyan."

"Ruyan has met Mr. Chen."

Chen Zhongqing bowed and thanked her, her tone was neither humble nor arrogant, just right, "Zhongqing had to thank Miss Li for helping her with one word."

Li Lanting raised his eyebrows, "Oh? You have a story before?"

Li Ruyan covered her mouth lightly and smiled, "It's nothing, it's just a little effort. Why should Mr. Chen keep it in mind? Daddy, Ruyan has something to do, and I hope she can take her leave first."

She didn't have much feelings for Chen Zhongqing. The guests from Bianliang were like crucian carp trees crossing the river, and there were many talented people. An ordinary scholar could not even catch the eye.

Li Lanting was very doting on his daughter and didn't force him to stay, so he said, "You should go ahead. Today I want you to meet the son of my father's old friend."

Chen Zhongqing smiled, not caring about it.

Li Ruyan hurriedly met and left, while Li Lanting sat down and continued to discuss the next plan with Chen Zhongqing. He said that he would give Chen Zhongqing a hundred taels of silver to spend the time being. Li Lanting couldn't tell whether Chen Zhongqing had any "bad habits" of spending money on money, so he tried it with a hundred taels of silver.

However, what surprised him was that Chen Zhongqing thanked Li Lanting for his kindness and said that a leisurely house was enough. After dinner, he stood up and said goodbye to the Li Mansion. This time, the housekeeper had to take the role of a guide. With the old Jia's domineering attitude, Chen Zhongqing was successfully sent to the idle house. After sending Chen Zhongqing away, Li Lanting turned around and went to the study. He was preparing to frame the beautiful scenery of Hangzhou carefully and show off to someone in a few days.

Li Ruyan stood in front of the long desk, lowered her head and stared at the paintings on it, with the pavilions, towers, and mountains and rivers depicted on it, especially the poem "Looking at the Sea Tide" inscribed, which fully encompasses the artistic conception in the painting.

A peerless good word.

Li Ruyan held the hair and gestured on another piece of rice paper a few times, but found that no matter how she wrote it, she was wrong.

She has never seen this kind of calligraphy that cuts gold and jade, and shows its sharpness before, and has no way to start.

Li Ruyan heard a rustling sound from behind. She turned around and saw her father standing behind her, staring at her copying fonts quietly.

"It's very thin and refreshing, with a lateral edge like orchids and bamboos. This is a rare and good handwriting."

Li Ruyan held a wolf hair in his right hand, pointed to the beautiful scenery of Hangzhou on the table, and said to his father behind him, "Dad's poems are increasing day by day. This poem "Looking at the Tide of the Sea" already has the style of a poetic poetic master, especially the poetic willow painting bridge, the green curtains of peaks, the clouds and trees surround the sand, and the raging waves rolling in frost and snow. I copied it and went back to comment on Teacher Zhang Xun. I want to know if the second-class master in Hangzhou's poetry can write the same imposing lyrics."

Li Lanting smiled. He knew that Li Ruyan was intentionally making things difficult for his friends and said, "Forget it, your father, I can't write such words that require talent. I will save you from coming back to me to compete and compete."

"The author of this poem "Looking at the Sea Tide" was written by Mr. Chen you just saw."

The pen holder originally outlined on paper came to an abrupt end. She turned around and looked extremely surprised. What appeared in her mind was that dull expression. Although she had a talent that was difficult to hide, she could not be associated with the talented Badou talent no matter how she looked at it.

Li Ruyan bit her red lips lightly, but still couldn't believe what her father said. She frowned Rudai's eyebrows and asked half-believably, "Did my father say that this look-a-hai tide comes from the handwriting of that young master Chen?"

Li Lanting walked to the long table and rolled up the beautiful scenery of Hangzhou, which had dried ink, carefully stuffed it into the drawer, and carefully pressed it with a piece of sandalwood.

"Yes, you can show your amazing talent by picking up a poem at will. I don't know what kind of realm this child can reach if he is proficient in articles and poems. At that time, Brother An once regretted that his second son was stupid and unscrupulous. Now it seems that Chen Zhongqing is not a rotten wood, it is clearly a Qilin."

Li Ruyan tightened the pine pen in her hand and took a deep breath to calm her emotions.

She looked quiet but was competitive and had thought of being the best woman in Hangzhou. She even studied under her father's friend Zhang Xun. She was a famous teacher who was instructed by her way before she could take action, she felt that she had lost to an unknown scholar. She felt uncomfortable.

"But why have you never heard of this person's talent and fame? Bianliang hides and hides the dragon and the tiger, but this kind of person always has the reputation of being outstanding. If he could really write about this kind of peace, sober and unrestrained person, he should have made his mark and made his name."
Chapter completed!