My wife is number one in the world

Chapter 40 It's Nice To Be Rich

Inner courtyard of Qi Mansion.

Qi Yun held a fine hair, and on the rice paper were written lines of elegant small letters. Between the lines were the quiet connotations of her daughter's home, and there was absolutely no heroic aura of Qi Yun's heroic opening and closing when she was playing with the eyebrow stick.

Qi Yun held a writing brush against her chin, and nodded her head from time to time in thought: "Three mountains are halfway to the sky, and the two waters are divided into Bailuzhou. I, Qi Yun, are known as one of the three talented women in Jinling. More than these two lines of poetry."

Gently put down the brush, Qi Yun raised her hand and picked up a book of "The Book of Songs" to read, and shook her head while flipping: "The book of Songs, Ya Yun, and Ancient Works series of poems cannot find any of these poems. The source, will it really be made by that playboy?"

Putting down the Book of Songs in her hand, Qi Yun slowly walked to the bedside and took out the "Three Hundred Poems" from Liu Mingzhi secretly from under the pillow, turned over the first few pages and read it again and again.

"This handwriting is wild and unrestrained. Although it is incomparable with the handwriting on the two pieces of rice paper in the Dangyang Academy, it is not far from it. It can be confirmed that it was written by one person. Each of these eight poems is handed down from generation to generation. Why has it never been circulated in the market?"

Qi Yun showed a scene of fascination and doubt, and held Shi Sanbai in her arms: "This painting is really beautiful, with mountains and water."

Qi Yun couldn't help laughing while reading, and murmured, "Hidden clumsy? Why?"

"Yun'er, I'm a nurse, can I come in?"

Qi Yun hurriedly stuffed Shisanbai under the pillow, and tidied up her clothes like a thief: "Nanny, come in."

"Yun'er, the nurse told you, then. Yun'er, what's wrong with you, why is your face so red? Did you contract the cold?" Yu shi put her hand on Qi Yun's forehead: "Why are you so hot, Yuner? Are you uncomfortable?"

Qi Yun subconsciously touched her hot cheek: "Is it hot? Yun'er is not uncomfortable."

Yu rubbed her forehead and then probed Qi Yun's forehead. Although Qi Yun's forehead was hot, it was not the scalding hotness that occurs when the cold enters the body.

Yu shi suddenly realized and pretended to sigh: "Alas, the female university can't help it, it turns out that our rhyme is missing our lover."

Qi Yun's expression suddenly became embarrassed, and she said awkwardly: "Nanny, what nonsense are you talking about? Whoever wants to be named Liu, Yun'er doesn't think about him."

Yu shi squeezed Qi Yun's cheek and said with a teasing: "Looking at you little girl, you are still stubborn, so don't make a fool of yourself now, but I never said that my lover's surname is Liu, and he is the son of the Liu family."

Qi Yun felt ashamed, threw herself on the bed and covered her head with a quilt: "Nanny, Yun'er ignores you."

"Really ignore me? Then I have to leave, but it's a pity that Young Master Liu will come to the mansion for nothing."

Qi Yun's body suddenly bounced: "Who? Who is coming to the house?"

Yu patted his head: "Oh, as I get older, my memory is getting worse and worse. Anyone who comes to the house can't remember it for a while."

Qi Yun grabbed Yu's arm: "Nanny, is Liu Mingzhi here? Don't make fun of Yun'er, or I'll really ignore you."

Yu's dotingly pinched Qi Yun a few times: "It's the eldest son of the Liu family who came to visit, and the master just sent a message from the housekeeper, asking you to get dressed up to meet Liu son."

"Should I take a shower and change my clothes? After all, the surnamed Liu is visiting the door for the first time. Would it be rude to see him like this?"

"Miss, it's not good, Miss is in trouble." The maid Yu'er ran in panting.

"Yu'er, what happened? Take it slow."

"Master. Young master scolded Young Master Liu away."

"Young Master Liu, please stay."

Just as Liu Mingzhi was about to get into the carriage, a clear voice came from behind, and he turned his head suspiciously to look at the maid in pink before him: "Little girl, what are you calling me?"

Yu'er looked anxiously at the eldest son Liu, who was rumored to make the child stop crying, pitifully took out a note from his sleeve and stuffed it into Liu Mingzhi, turned around and ran away with a blushing face.

Looking at the note in his hand in confusion, Liu Mingzhi looked uncertain, no, what is this?Little fan girl's love letter?It's a fan's gift.

Curiously, she opened the note: "Little sister Qi Yun invited her brother Qinhuai Yanbo Pavilion to enjoy the scenery."

Liu Mingzhi shuddered, flipping through the note again and again, it was indeed written that the younger sister Qi Yun invited her brother Qin Huai Yanbo Pavilion to enjoy the scenery.

Liu Mingzhi muttered: "This Qi Yun is supposed to have eaten my heart, and asked me to go to Yanbo Pavilion to enjoy the scenery, isn't that nonsense?"

For a while, Liu Mingzhi couldn't make up his mind, let's go, in case it's a trap, Qi Yun holds a grudge against him, and he will play a cup for himself when he arrives.If you don't go, in case Qi Yun is sincerely inviting you, this is not a good opportunity to let go of the past. After all, the misunderstanding in the misty rain pavilion should be explained clearly. .

"Go, don't go, go, don't go, go, don't go, go. Go." After counting the last coins, Liu Mingzhi sighed: "It seems that it is God's will, it's a blessing or a disaster, it can't be avoided, Go ahead."

"Liusong."

"Master, what are your orders?"

"You drive the carriage back to the mansion first. The young master intends to hang out for a while. He will go back to the mansion before evening. If the old man asks, he will say that I was kept by the Governor Qi for dinner."

"Master, this."

"Just follow my orders, there are so many of this and that."

Liu Song rubbed the butt that was kicked by the young master, and drove the carriage to disappear into the crowd.

Qinhuai Yanbo Pavilion is located three miles away from the south gate of Jinling City. It is a place where literati and poets, romantic talents often linger and forget to return.

The name of Yanbo Pavilion comes from the mighty clouds and turbulent waves of the Qinhuai River in Shili, so it is named Yanbo Pavilion.

Scholars like to get together with three or five friends, drink and write poems in Yanbo Pavilion, enjoy the scenery and paint.In addition, Yanbo Pavilion is adjacent to Jinling City's large and small fireworks.

Peacock Street is the main road of Jinling City, leading from north to south to the hinterland of Jinling City. Liu Mingzhi walked and played along the Peacock Street. From time to time, he bought a gadget and played with it for a while, and threw it to the children laughing on the roadside, or I bought a few small snacks, and after a few bites, I distributed them to the surrounding children at will.

I clapped the residue on my hands, and watched the children chasing and scrambling away: "It's nice to have money."

When Liu Mingzhi walked to Yanbo Pavilion, according to the time of later generations, it was only eight or nine in the morning, and there were already many people walking and talking around Yanbo Pavilion.

Seeing this scene, Liu Mingzhi smiled bitterly: "My young master thought it was a rendezvous between two people, and co-authoring Nima is really a sight to behold."

Randomly found a place in Yanbo Pavilion, Liu Mingzhi put his hands behind his back, and looked at the scenery in front of him with a light smile. This was the first time since he was reborn that he felt so relaxed and happy.

Students chatting in groups of three or five, talented and beautiful people who accompany each other, and old men who punted their boats to make nets and fish, Liu Mingzhi suddenly discovered that this world is not a world outside.

"The waters of the Yangtze River are rolling in the east, and the waves have washed away the heroes. The success or failure is empty. The green mountains are still there, and the sunset is red several times. The white-haired fisherman on the river Nagisa is used to seeing the autumn moon and the spring breeze, and a pot of turbid wine is happy to meet each other. , all in a joke."

Liu Mingzhi read out the words of the song that were not suitable for the situation!
"Young man, it's a good word. It's broad and open, and the atmosphere is pompous. It's really a good word. It just doesn't fit the occasion!"

(End of this chapter)