Chapter Seventy-Three: A Kind Old Man
I don't know what Jing Yu said to the servant woman who was dressed up even more than ordinary noblewomen, but I saw that the old woman smiled gently and lovingly, as if she was talking to her granddaughter. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Although Jing Yu had his back to Li Jin and the others, and was talking to the old woman from the other side, it was still easy to see that the body language was discussing with the person.
Presumably, with that delicate facial features and a suitable warm smile, no one would refuse such a request.
Although Li Jin had the heart to leave directly, the people around him seemed to ignore Li Jin and the others after seeing this old woman, and only watched the eyes and nose of the mountain on the side at this time.
After Jing Yu glanced at Li Jin provocatively, he took his subordinates away, almost with a victory-like show of power, and quickly disappeared on the other side of the verandah.
Li Jin didn't have time to think about the mind of the inless son. His eyes only stared at the well-behaved old woman not far away, and the old woman also looked at Li Jin from a distance, and the thoughts in her eyes made Li Jin unable to understand for a while.
Without waiting for Li Jin to ask, the man came forward to salute Mrs. Li and said, "The old man greets Mrs. Li, this is your daughter, the beautiful woman who is famous in the capital for a while." ”
Li Jin really didn't have a good impression of this matter at all, except for the hazy moonlight that night. At this time, when people mention it, they only feel that it is not a good omen.
Mrs. Li still didn't recover from the shocking scene just now, and said with a stiff smile: "Please get up, this is the little girl Li Jin." Jin'er ......"
Although she was extremely indignant at the words and deeds of the county lord, Mrs. Li still gently adhered to the etiquette of a large family, and gently let Li Jin greet the person in front of her. That kind of posture made Li Jin feel that her mother was silently resisting, and the pampered and arrogant one just now was soaked with the arrogance of privilege. It's just that even so, what can be done is particularly limited, in addition to the sadness that he has suppressed and the occasional appreciation, all he has gained is endless trauma in his soul and regret of seeking perfection, Li Jin feels that it is not worth it for his mother.
It's just that at this time, Li Jin couldn't think of any other way to protect and pity her mother, except for the superficial calm she deliberately maintained.
Without getting a special hint and needing to salute the person in front of him, Li Jin only hesitated for a moment when he stepped forward. After that, he calmly greeted the old woman - according to the number of courtesies that the younger generations gave to the elderly, and blessed herself as a courtesy.
The old woman didn't wait for Li Jin to finish the ceremony, then stretched out her hand to help Li Jin up, and looked at Li Jin's mother and daughter with admiration: "The old body is a step late, but the lady and miss are wronged." The old woman took turns looking at Mrs. Li and Li Jindao. It's just that in the end, he set his eyes on Li Jin.
Li Jin was silent, and it was not her turn to speak at this time. Therefore, he stood silently on the side with peace of mind. When Mrs. Li heard this, her smile finally returned to a trace of naturalness, and she said, "If so, we came too early and disturbed the old princess to rest." ”
The old woman came to Mrs. Li's side and supported her, walked forward slowly, and said: "Madame, don't be surprised, the county lord is such a straight temper, but he is also very easy to get along with, if the misunderstanding is solved, I am afraid that no one is more real than her." ”
Mrs. Li was noncommittal, and only smiled and diverted the topic: "When you talk about it, the county lord is naturally frank. Although I went to the house a little earlier today, I was also thinking about the old princess, and I heard that I felt dizzy the day before yesterday, so I took some prescriptions for dizziness at home early. After a while, you will have to work for the old age, go to the royal doctor's office in the palace, and ask them to consider it. Although it was just some home remedies left at home, my mother's head disease was cured with it. ……”
Mrs. Li talked to the old woman in front while walking, while Li Jin leisurely walked in the back and enjoyed the garden view.
The patchwork of green pines and cypresses, low shrubs, budding plums and snow-covered rockeries in the distance in the courtyard form a snow scene with a special interest, which seems to condense the world into this small world.
Li Jin thinks that maybe the benefits of having power and money end there, and being able to control the things you like and between the palms of your hands is the greatest use of money and power, but it only stops there. No matter how powerful there is, 10,000 people will be attached, no matter how rich the family is, no matter how rich the country is, all things can only operate silently according to the laws of their freedom, and what can be changed and replaced by people is only what they see in the end.
This is the experience that Li Jin got when he cultivated his own garden since he was a child, and at that time, he only thought that plants could not grow according to his own wishes, but he had to follow their temperament before realizing this truth.
As he grew older, Li Jin felt more and more that this truth seemed to be universal, and seeing that the boundless troubles of the people around him were not born for the sake of not being able to control them, Li Jin became more and more resistant to this plausible surroundings. I didn't expect fate to make people, I didn't think that I would struggle with this heavy fame and fortune, but at this time I had to choose this path in order to survive.
Li Jin traveled all the way, and his thoughts gradually deviated from the original track under the attraction of the beautiful scenery in the distance, and the things that should have been thinking hard seemed to become ethereal at this moment.
It's just that this state didn't let Li Jin stay immersed for long before it came to an end.
With the continuous appearance of more and more attendants around him, as well as the sound of salutes appearing together, Li Jin's thoughts were pulled back to reality.
It turned out that his group was almost at their destination, which was the main building that Li Jin had just overlooked.
The two-story wooden building, carved beams and paintings, the eaves are high, a group of royal guards are stationed at the door, and the old woman and her mother are in front of the no-man's land, smiling and talking while opening the curtain for Mrs. Li and letting her into the house.
When I entered the house, I was greeted by a familiar scent of sandalwood. Li Jin thought for a moment before remembering that the original taste was almost the same as when he met King Huaiyang several times, except for the wisps of medicinal fragrance in it. No wonder it feels so familiar.
In the distance, sitting behind the screen of a tulle embroidered peony and white butterfly, a graceful and luxurious old man sat on the small collapse by the window, already holding a book in one hand and holding his cheek in the other, as if he was immersed in his own thoughts.
It seemed that the sound of several people entering the house disturbed the old man's thoughts, and she seemed to raise her head slightly unexpectedly, and after seeing the person who came, it seemed that her eyes wandered to the side. Then, just like the old woman before, her eyes stopped on Li Jin again.
After that, although Li Jin couldn't see the expression of the person opposite, he intuitively felt that the old man seemed to be smiling slightly, and saw a vague figure stretching out his hand towards Li Jin and gently summoning him, which was obviously asking Li Jin to go to her side.
Li Jin hesitated slightly, and only after getting her mother's affirmative look did she walk forward and bypass the tulle screen.