Changsheng: I, Cao, can see the prompt

Chapter 19 Mrs. Master (please read and collect)

The study room is separated from the bedroom by the nave, in the west side room, where the light is good and it is convenient to come and go.

Cao Wei and Lin Chenshi walked together, along the way, they met a maidservant in Tsing Yi, and the healthy wife of Chen Mama.

The maid was as thin-skinned as a quail, and quickly lowered her head, not daring to look at her for fear of being punished by her master.

But that Chen mother was different, after all, she was brought over by Lin Chen as a dowry.

When the two sides came sideways, she did not shy away from it, but greeted first: "I have seen the master and madam."

"Well said, I will reward you. Do your best, and you will have a good day later."

Cao Wei flicked his fingers, and a small ingot of gold, about one or two, was thrown in the air and fell into the woman's hand.

"Thank you for the reward, master." Chen Ma thanked, and then walked towards the maid.

After all, Mrs. Lin Chen was a little embarrassed. When the two of them came to the study, there were a clump of finger-thick green bamboos planted on the left and right of the stone steps and beside the railing. It was a little messy, but also elegant.

There is a horizontal plaque on the upper and lower eaves of the door. Its color and texture are nanmu. The three characters "Jingxinzhai" are engraved on the surface, and a seal is engraved on the lower left with the characters "Lingyanshanren".

There are two couplets on the left and right below. The upper couplet says "sit quietly without anything to do", and the second couplet calls for "feeling and writing poems".

Cao Wei stopped and took a look. This couplet can best reflect the will of the owner here, and it may help him find out the opportunity of Lin Xingzong.

"My brother is also elegant and indifferent. The plaque on it was there from the beginning, but it was changed later when he practiced?"

As he said that, the strength in his hands became a little stronger, and the two of them were even closer together.

"That man seemed to be obsessed with reading in the back, so he sent someone to replace him. If you don't let go, you can do what you want, and you don't care about my concubine's name. If it spreads, wouldn't it be pointed out by others? Loitering, you really abuse people!" Lin Chen said in shame and anger.

"How can you be happy if you don't practice it?"

Cao Wei hugged the beautiful woman tightly, rubbing his cheeks lightly.

"Okay, don't be outside the house anymore, don't dare to be seen by others." Lin Chen hurriedly got out, pushed the door open and entered.

The two walked into the study one after another. This room is not big, about two zhang three long and not more than two zhang wide.

What caught the eye was a long sandalwood desk with a chair behind it.On the table, there are inkstones, inkstone drops, pen grids, pen holders, brush washers, paperweights and other stationery items.

On the left and right sides of the desk, there is a three-tiered bookcase. On the uppermost layer are a few cultural objects such as strange stones and bonsai. There are books in the middle. There are about ten books. At the bottom is a locked bookcase.

There are a few couches placed against the wall on the right side of the room, where you can sit or lie down.There is a rolling stool under it, and a small table is placed on the head of the bed, with a thin blanket folded.

On the left side of the window, the window is closed, and there is a guqin in front of the window, and a small bronze incense burner on the piano table.

As for the wall, there are a few paintings and calligraphy hanging, and there is a dust whisk hanging in the corner, showing two things on the back.

Cao Wei glanced left and right, and then calmly sensed it with his divine sense. He saw that there was a little dust on everything in the house, and the green bricks on the ground had no signs of being stepped on recently, and the bonsai on the bookcase was covered with dust. The small pine tree in the house has also withered, and there are spider silk webs in some hidden corners.

Seeing this, he was a little relieved just now.

If Mrs. Lin Chen still misses her husband, most likely every three to five days, she will clean up the place by herself or send someone else, and there will be no dust accumulation. This also shows that the friendship in her heart is also weak. a bit.

From this, it can be generally seen that this should not be a situation set up by Li Zhixing or Chen Shaoqing and others.When monks want to harm people, sometimes they don’t need any swords or magic tools, just a poisonous elixir and a book of genuine and fake exercises can do it.

Although some roads can open the heart of the other party as long as they can be followed.

However, Cao Wei clearly distinguishes his own desires and reasons. He will be extremely careful about things that should be paid attention to, but he can't be like in his previous life. Down.

Eat a ditch, grow a wisdom is!
Of course, he would not blind his eyes and hang himself on a tree.

Those who love deeply, maybe some have never walked through the flowers, and think that what they see now is the best, so they don't know how to go forward, and there will be more beautiful flowers.

At the same time, Cao Wei was divided into two purposes. One was to look around secretly to see if he could find out the Daoist book that Lin Xingzong had read with the prompts, and the other was to look at the graceful figure of the beautiful woman in front of him, and said with a smile:

"You said Mo was outside the house, but now you are inside, what do you think should be done?"

"Cao Lang takes good care of his body, and I can't run away with my body. Wait a minute, I'll ask Mother Chen to buy some nourishing food, so that your body won't be depleted." Lin Chen's feet became weak when she heard this, and she hurriedly said.

"Forget it, let me let you go. As for this nourishing thing, I don't need it, or you will cry and beg for mercy."

Seeing that the beauty was afraid, Cao Wei gave up, he just said it casually.

The most important thing right now is to find the Daoist book.

It took him less than half a cup of tea to see everything in the house. With his eyesight and the reminder, when the two were combined, he saw that they were all ordinary things with no value at all.

Finally, his eyes fell on the solid wood bookcase in the lower compartment of the bookcase.

"Do you have the key to this bookcase?"

"He doesn't like me coming to the study, he said it disturbed his Qingxiu, how can he say more?" Lin Chen thought for a while and shook his head.

"It's true."

Cao Wei turned around and looked up and down. He saw that Mrs. Lin Chen had both the plump appearance of a woman and the shyness of a girl in a boudoir, with a variety of styles. People like Lin Xinzong who have not been deeply involved in the world and have never seen other scenery, naturally probably I can't hold it.

So it's no wonder that he left home in such a hurry when he just stepped into the early stage of qi refining, otherwise he would see the beauties sighing and complaining every day, and he would eventually be unable to control it one day.

"Hate it!" Lin Chen gave a weak look and whispered.

In fact, under the potted pine plant in the first shelf of the bookcase, there is a key pressed.

However, Cao Wei didn't bother to take it. He walked over, leaned over a little, stretched out his hand and pulled gently, and the lock was broken.

Then he took out the bookcase, placed it on the desk, and opened it.

Na Lin Chen also leaned over and looked at it quite curiously.

I saw two thread-bound books and three pages of yellowed wordless loose paper in the box, obviously it was quite old.

Looking at the titles of the books, one reads 'Lin's Family Tree' and the other reads 'Qingyun Essays'. As for the materials of the three loose papers, Cao Wei naturally recognizes them, and the one in his hand records a family tree. Refining mystical things.

He picked up these books and walked to the left side, flicking his sleeves, all the dust on the couches floated up and fell into a ball on the ground.

Then Da Ma sat down with a golden knife, held the scroll in his hand, and read each page carefully.

(End of this chapter)