Chapter 9: The Nobles of Writing
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"Miss?"
Nizi, who has always been eccentric, is no longer alive, Zhou Wu is worried and anxious, and raised his throat to call: "Miss? Don't scare me! Okay, I went to the study, what's going on? ”
"Huh?"
Li Luo finally reacted, looked up at Zhou Wu with a confused expression, and then said "oh-" happily, turned his head sideways and smiled at the Luo skirt that Zhou Wu was hugging.
Seeing this, Zhou Wu's face was suspicious and his eyes were complicated, and after sitting down next to Li Luo, he raised his hand to touch Li Luo's shaved shoulder, with a solemn expression: "Miss, if you call me a mother-in-law, don't hide everything!" Tell your mother-in-law, is it difficult for the master? You blindly hold it in your heart and bear it yourself, so how can I, a person who has already stepped into the coffin, feel at ease? ”
Li Luo was anxious when he heard this, and bit his lip with a red face and argued: "Bah, bah! Mother-in-law Hugh wants to talk nonsense! You're going to live a long life! Whereever, next to those bad things! ”
Zhou Wu nodded the tip of Liluo's nose and said with a smile: "Okay! The right mother-in-law is talking nonsense, but the mother-in-law is worried about whether you are fake? ”
asked Li Luo in just one sentence, his eyes were dodging, Zhou Wushi saw it in his eyes, and no longer stared at Li Luo to ask her, but turned around and put his hands on his knees, looking ahead:
"Miss, before you were born, everyone in this mansion was not easy to get along with, your mother treated me very well, and our master and servant also supported each other, after you were born, my wife was blessed and thin, and she walked in front of me...... The old slave watched you come out of the little lump of meat so gracefully...... After all these years of relying on each other, I have long treated you as my own granddaughter, for fear that you will suffocate yourself. ”
Li Luo silently listened to Zhou Wu's reminiscences of the past, staring blankly at Zhou Wu's vicissitudes of life. Gradually, the corners of Li Luo's eyes flashed with a warm light, and he couldn't help but get into Zhou Wu's arms, and the fragrance of soaphorn was as close as a child.
Zhou Wu took out his hands that were pressed under Li Luo, slowly patted Li Luo's back, the corners of his mouth were filled with a pleasant and sweet smile, and then said to himself: "Miss, remember that you once asked me why there is an ugly birthmark on my forehead?" No one else has—"
Li Luo finally spoke: "I remember! At that time, my mother-in-law said: - Because my mother is hidden in the clouds, I live in my mother's heart! ”
As soon as these words came out, the two lines of tears on Li Luo's face fell, but Li Luo didn't feel aggrieved in his heart, and looked at Zhou Wu with a smile, and both of them were warm in their hearts......
-- Rizhao Palace
At night, the lights of the Rizhao Palace are dazzling, and the red glow penetrates the sky. The splendid main hall is like reflected in a cloud of fire, the square outside the hall stands nine thick stone pillars, the stone pillars are carved with a variety of blessing maps, and the center of the stone pillar is surrounded by a huge sundial, which is mighty and domineering and mysterious.
In the hall, the king of the sun is turning over the scrolls, concentrating, and it seems that the authentic products are relishing. Looking at the inscription on the scroll from a distance, it was written impressively-Li Shengshu, the son of the Zhangshu Ling.
On the jade-paved floor tiles, two rows of palace people waited on the side in an orderly manner, and the fragrant ginseng soup was placed in the tray of the palace people in charge, and his face was restrained and reminded with a smile: "King, it's late at night, can you use some ginseng soup to refresh yourself?" ”
Hearing this, the Rizhao King's ears trembled slightly, and he still couldn't release the scroll, only one hand was freed to stretch forward, and the person in charge of the palace hurriedly held the ginseng soup at the level of his eyebrows, and respectfully sent it to the palm of the Rizhao King.
Seeing that the Great King of Zhao had drunk half a cup evenly that day, there was a relieved look on the faces of the people in charge of the palace.
The slave asked more, which genius did the dossier read by the king? It has attracted the king, you have been stunned for two hours, and you are still happy! I think he has a lot of ink in his stomach—"
The palace people had a smirk on their lips, their eyebrows were high, and the meaning of inquiry was obvious.
After listening to the palace people's inquiry, King Rizhao immediately raised his head with a smile, obviously the palace people's doubts were exactly what King Rizhao wanted. He put down the paper roll in his hand, raised his hand and kneaded his sore neck, which had been lying at the desk for too long, and happily replied:
"Li Sheng, the son of the book order, is better than the blue, which is not to be underestimated!"
The palace people lowered their eyes and thought for a while when they heard the voice, but they didn't feel familiar. But taking into account the interest of the Sun Zhao King, he hurriedly echoed:
"Lord Li is very blessed! It is a joy to have cultivated a man who can be made, and now he has the wisdom of the king! ”
The palm book order is a Qing Shui errand, and the official rank is not high, and it is not uncommon for the celebrities in front of the King of Rizhao not to know Li Yaorong. Lai Yiurong knew that his position was low and his power was light, so he only wanted this position to be hereditary, and did not expect to be promoted. Maybe he himself can't imagine that just one article by Li Luo has made the Li family have a lot of weight in the heart of King Rizhao from now on.
Because of the stiffness of the words, the palace people in charge felt that it was inappropriate, and how could the palace people, who were used to the master's thoughts, not see that this topic was not over, so they asked again:
"Forgive the slave for daring, I don't know what interesting things are described in this article? The king read it with great interest, so how about rewarding the minions with a freshness? ”
King Rizhao stopped the action of rubbing in his hand, and then threw a look to the palace man in charge, and the palace man comprehended it and hurriedly stepped forward and bent his knees to massage King Rizhao, only to hear King Rizhao say:
"Well, it's not a good thing to listen to—the article is not very talented, but many of its novel and feasible ideas have won the hearts of few people! Just regarding the fact that I followed the spring ploughing and autumn harvest but did not reap a lot of harvest, Li Sheng had a bold admonition. ”
Before he finished speaking, King Rizhao paused, and his Adam's apple squirmed slightly. The person in charge of the palace was good at observing words and feelings, and the young palace man not far from the Rizhao Dynasty glared at him viciously, and his jaw moved to the fragrant tea in the hand of a maid, and the young palace talent snatched the tea in the hand of the maid and sent it quickly.
When the king of Rizhao quenched his thirst, the person in charge of the palace asked with a flattering face: "I don't know why the wonderful words are so incisive?" Why don't you speak to the minions? ”
King Rizhao smiled, closed his eyes and enjoyed the moderate rubbing of the palace man, and said approvingly:
"According to Li Sheng's opinion: I believe in the gods in the cultivation time of the people of Rizhao, and work according to the rising sun and rest at sunset. The efficiency of farming is very low, and there are often tenants who are weakened by long-term exposure to the scorching sun, and even if it is the harvest season in autumn, the people of Li are also suffering from the scorching sun and the results are unexpected, so that many crops are sunburned to death. ”
As soon as these words came out, the people in charge of the palace and the palace people in the palace were in a cold sweat - Li Sheng's words were crazy words at worst; If you are more accountable, you are bold, and the rules that have been passed down from generation to generation have been refuted by Li Sheng, isn't it blaming the Sun God that everyone believes in for not protecting his people? He is just the son of a book, how dare he question this?
The person in charge of the palace, who has a deep sense of companionship like a tiger, will no longer dare to answer at will, if he accidentally says the wrong word, it is not enough to cut off a few heads......