Chapter Forty-Four: Throwing Fruit to Make a Profit
Whether it is the formation of a person's character or the birth of a country, it is a long process, and how can it be turned around with just one word and one policy. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. biquge。 Therefore, although Lu Chuying has the idea of talking about it, she has no expectations.
The fact is also the same, Wang Li was very teachable when he listened, but nothing was more than his ears, how could there be so many "people who wake up in a dream with a word" in the world.
"Eh, you, the little girl knows the truth, but you can't make sense. Lu Chuying no longer has expectations, and has some thoughts, seeing that Wang Li does not listen to persuasion, she naturally has to worry, "I don't know where to turn my brain every year, I am not deeply involved in the world, and there are not many things in the past, but you are really involved in the world and have a lot of experience, but you can't turn around." ”
"The heart is wide and can naturally let go. ”
Lu Chuying looked at Wang Li with a smile: "You also know that you can't let it go, and you really have to be hard to the end." It's a good thing to be able to say it, and if you really treat me as your aunt, don't keep everything in your heart. My apprentice has a good saying, Huang Lian can eat half of the hardships less, why should he drink it all by himself. ”
Wang Li: There are a lot of birds in the mountains.
"Aunt Lu......"
Seeing the expression on Wang Li's face, Lu Chuying's head began to hurt, and he waved his hand and said, "Forget it, I also know you, what you can say has been said earlier, and what you can't say can only be stuffy in your heart." Therefore, in order to let you get married sooner, some things still have to be closed and talked about in private. ”
To tell the truth, Lu Chuying suspects that even if he speaks to his wife in private, Wang Li will probably not be able to say it. If you can say it, you won't be bitter until now. The reason why I feel bitter is that I either can't vomit, or I have nowhere to vomit, or I have been pressing in my heart for too long, so that I don't know how to vomit.
Wang Li's silence made Lu Chuying really want to slap him, but in the end, he could only shake his head and sigh lightly: "Like you, I really don't know what kind of interpretation flower can untie the knot in your heart." ”
It is because of this that Lu Yuying has never pulled Wang Li and Meng Yue together, and Meng Yue is never a flower that can be used as an interpreter in Lu Yuying's eyes. Lu Chuying thought that the best marriage for Meng Yue was to find someone who could take over Master Meng's class and continue to spoil her for the rest of her life.
He Dui Lu Chuying is not wishful thinking, Meng Yue also agrees, she is lazy, not very willing to use her brain from time to time, it is too tiring and troublesome. Wearing into the book, there is such a father as Master Meng, Meng Yue feels that most of the time, she can still realize the dream of "living without brains".
"If Aunt Lu is fine, I'll go on a business trip. ”
"Go ahead. ”
Looking at the back of Wang Li's departure step by step, Lu Chuying was also very bitter in her heart, what did this unlucky child have in his heart, why couldn't he knock it open, rub it, and break it?
Wang Li went out of the door, and saw Meng Yue in front of Meng Yuan's door, one said delicately, "Dad, I want to eat crystal elbows", and one laughed and said, "People's daughters love pearls and jade, but my daughter only loves meat, how can I get it."
Meng Yue: "Is my father praising me for being so good at feeding?"
"Yes, yes, praise you for being so good at feeding, the weather is a little colder, go back and add some clothes and go to Mr. Lu's place." ”
The father and daughter were easily tired of crookedness, and before Master Meng was about to turn over and get on the horse, he saw Wang Li riding over on a horse: "Wang Yushi." ”
"Meng is in charge. ”
Thinking that Wang Li saw the situation of "father and daughter filial piety" between him and Meng Yue, and thinking that Wang Li and Lu Chuying had an old relationship, Master Meng smiled and said: "Speaking of which, if you can get rid of the business household registration and enter the weaving mansion, you have to thank the Wang Yushi for the volume of "Detailed Records of the Loom". I wanted to find an opportunity to say thank you, the winter bamboo shoots of the Scattered Flower Building did a good job, I wonder if Wang Yushi will be convenient today?"
Wang Li shook his head and said: "The winter bamboo shoots in Sanhualou have been greedy for a long time, and if Director Meng wants to be the east, there is no reason not to go to the meeting." ”
is an official in the same capital and lives in Changpingli together, Master Meng has long wanted to rub his face familiarly, but he has not moved for a long time after arriving in Changpingli, mainly because he feels that Wang Li can hardly say whether he will give him this opportunity. Now as soon as he speaks out, Wang Li doesn't even have a polite "I don't deserve to thank you", which is enough to see ...... He is a man with a very soft heart.
"Wang Yushiken couldn't be better at appreciating the light, at the beginning of the unitary hour, scattered flowers upstairs, and the lower officials are waiting for the driver. As soon as Master Meng was happy, his tone was much more relaxed.
Wang Li agreed, and Meng Ye said goodbye at the street entrance, as soon as the first month passed, Nanjing in February has begun to show its spring glory, and the early flowering peach trees, the branches have been dyed with a little light powder and have not vomited. The trees along the river, some of which are still withered and thin, and some of which have begun to sprout new green.
The river is flooded, and the silver scales are flakes, which set off the ancient Nanjing city with a rippling style, but it is still such a hidden and unrevealing royal charm.
The day is warm, and there are many boudoir daughters traveling on the street, dressed as light and soft as cutting new leaves and new stamens, and walking lightly through the market, as if a bunch of flowers bloom in the spring when the spring flowers are not spitting. The officers and soldiers patrolling the streets can see a group every quarter of an hour, under the banner of "anti-night little protector of the good family", in fact, such frequent street patrols are also to watch the beautiful women, this is a civilian-style blind date gathering.
Well, now Nanjing is half gentle and subtle, half bold and bold.
"Some people say that the poet in front of the emperor is inscribed a poem in the pond, let's go and see it. ”
If there are only one or two girls, they are absolutely embarrassed to go, but when a large group of girls get together, they will go. The girls squeezed a carriage into a carriage to go to the Prayer Pond. Wang Li's subordinate officials rushed over at this time, and Song Zeyi said: "Today's daughter's family is becoming more and more daring to speak and move. ”
Zhang Yecheng said: "Thousands of eight hundred years ago, women see Pan An, Song Yuwei, Wei Jue can throw fruits to make a car, and now her daughter's family is where she goes, but she goes to see people inscribe poems together, what is it." ”
"Even 1,800 years ago, there was nothing to do with us, and at that time, I am afraid that it would be difficult to connect with relatives, and no woman could look down on it!"
It is absolutely impossible for the three appearances to attract the fruit to throw the car, and it is true that the bachelor who is still the same as a woman can look at each other, Song Zeyi turned his face away in embarrassment, and Zhang Yecheng was about to die of laughter. Song Zeyi's words will always knock down a large area, and no matter who the people around him are, they will never fail to get in. Fortunately, Wang Li never cared about this, otherwise when he met a narrow-minded Shangguan, Song Zeyi should specify not to think about it.
"Yushi, you listen ......"
Wang Li didn't say a word, turned the horse's head and went to the right gate of Chang'an, and the Dengwen Drum Courtyard was located at the right gate of Chang'an. The subordinate official asked Wang Li to listen to the Dengwen drum sound that could be heard by the Dengwen Drum Courtyard, which could be heard by the heavens, and the sound was rapid and loud, as if it was beating on people's hearts, from the interrogation of all the people.
Hurrying all the way to the right gate of Chang'an, Wang Li did not come early, and most of the officials of the Inspectorate such as the Imperial Doctor and the Imperial History Zhongcheng had already arrived. When several officials of the Inspectorate saw Wang Li coming, they waved at him and motioned for him to come over.
After Wang Li saluted, he listened to Doctor Yu Shi say: "I remember that you and Yu Zemin supervised the defeat of the hospital in the sixth year of Xuanqing?"
"Exactly. ”
"The one who beat the drum was the parents of Peng Dingyuan, a student from Guangshan County. ”
"Shuning County Horse?"
"Exactly, it was Shuning Junma who was sued by Peng Dingyuan's parents, saying that he was an impostor, and the real Peng Dingyuan had been killed by him. ”
Wang Li: "Please allow the official to take over this matter." ”
"I will say something for you, but the outcome depends on the meaning of Your Majesty and the Cabinet. ”
"Yes, Xia Guan understands. ”