Chapter Twenty-Five: First Encounter with Cai Zhaoji

After taking a general look at the night view of Luoyang City, Wei Ning took Ma Liu back to Weifu.

Wei Ning, who returned to the room to rest, thought about Cai Yong's information for a while. He only knew that Cai Yong was a writer and calligrapher, and Cai Yong's daughter Cai Yan was proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. He was also a little helpless for the memory of these two people who only had such scales and half claws, he knew that there would be such a situation in this life, and he should really read history books.

For tomorrow's Cai Mansion and his party, Wei Ning is not very worried, and Wei Ning has at least one of the words 'qin' in qin, chess, calligraphy and painting. Junior high school began to sign up for music specialty classes, he can only play the piano with incomplete five tones, a play is more than ten years, from junior high school to university, although it can't be said to be the peak, but it can also be regarded as a master.

Wei Ning thought about it for a long time, thought about one thing after another, and finally thought of Dian Wei and the others, it stands to reason that a few days have passed, and they should be back, but something went wrong, and he fell asleep after thinking about it.

Nothing happened overnight.

When the sky was bright, Wei Ning was called up by Steward Sun, dressed up, changed into a white brocade robe, the collar was inlaid with silver lace, and a high-quality jade pendant was tied around his waist.

Father Wei looked at Wei Ning's heroic figure, stroked his beard with his big hand and said with a smile: "Steward Sun, look at Ning'er like when I was young."

"Yes, it's exactly the same as when the old man was young." Steward Sun said with a smile.

After the master and slave were touted, they told Wei Ning a few words of etiquette and politeness, and then took Wei Ning into the carriage, and the carriage with the dowry followed closely and drove slowly in the direction of Caifu.

Cai's house was not far from Wei's house, Wei Ning and the others arrived in less than a pillar of incense, and the two Tsing Yi family members of Cai's house saw Wei's father come to the door, and directly introduced them into the house, and passed through several corridors to the hall.

"Lord Wei and Master Wei, please wait, the little one will go and inform the master." Jia Ding bowed and said.

Father Wei waved his hand, and the Tsing Yi family bowed and retreated.

After half a cup of tea, a hearty laugh came from outside the question.

"But is Brother Gongda coming?" Before the person arrives, the sound arrives first.

After Wei Ning heard this, he turned his head and looked at the door.

After two breaths, a man in a cloth shirt came in, with a kind expression and a good face, although he was a little poor, but his elegance was very impressive.

"Brother Uncle, don't come to harm!" Father Wei stood up, bowed and said.

"Brother Gongda, the demeanor is still the same." Cai Yong also bowed and replied.

After the two said hello, Father Wei fell on Wei Ning's body. "Ning'er, don't see your uncle yet."

"I've seen Uncle Cai." Wei Ning stepped forward and bowed.

Cai Yong smiled slightly, looked at Wei Ning carefully, and said secretly in his heart: It seems to be a little different from what is rumored. Then he smiled and said, "I haven't seen you for more than ten years, Zhongdao's nephews have grown so big, they are really talented!" ”

"Uncle has won the prize." Wei Ning answered.

After everyone is seated.

Father Wei and Cai Yong have been chatting for a long time, and they are generally talking about the past, most of which are about Cai Yong himself, from being an official to being in prison, and then to being famous, for decades, just like Nan Ke's dream, which really made the two sigh.

After the two chatted for a few sticks of incense, Cai Yong took a sip of water and looked at Wei Ning, who was watching the hall, and asked, "Brother Gongda is here for the marriage of the village back then."

"Exactly." Of course, Father Wei knew that his son had a bad reputation, and he was not very confident in answering.

"Alas! That's fine. Steward Li went to call the young lady over. Cai Yong's face was a little melancholy.

"Yes, sir." Steward Li responded.

"Virtuous nephew, I don't know which pair of cousins you have taken a fancy to?" Cai Yong stroked his beard and turned his head to say.

"The leaves are pale, and the white dew is frost. The so-called Iraqi people are on the water side. ......After Wei Ning heard the words, he read it out loud, the kind of sentence that was subdued and frustrated, like a song, was catchy to read, and after pacing for dozens of steps, he finished reading this poem.

"Uncle's words are written like God! The bones are pneumatic, the spirit is hundreds of generations, no one in the world today is unmatched, and the nephew admires. Wei Ning bowed deeply to Cai Yong, his face was extremely sincere, this poem can be placed here, he naturally will not think it is a love poem, with Cai Yong's bumpy life experience, this poem certainly has another deep meaning.

"Zhongdao nephew, it's too famous." Cai Yong's eyes flashed, and he waved his hand and said.

"What the little nephew said, every word from the bottom of his heart, there is absolutely no flattery." Wei Ning said with a straight face.

"Hmm." Cai Yong stroked his beard, nodded, and turned his head to look at Father Wei, "Brother Gongda, I saw that Zhongdao's nephew was civilized and behaved elegantly and generously, why is his reputation so unbearable?" Cai Yong asked with a hint of color.

"Brother Bo doesn't know that the dog was naughty and naughty when he was a child, and he tasted it bad for his neighbors, and it was passed down from generation to generation." Father Wei explained it magnificently.

"I see." Cai Yong's face was happy, and he brushed his beard.

A rustling of footsteps came, and a woman in a white dress walked in at the door, outstanding in beauty, elegant and beautiful, with a delicate figure, but her face was a little cold, and the fourteen-year-old Fang Ling had developed edges and corners, convex and concave.

During the Three Kingdoms period, it was common for ordinary women to marry at the age of twelve or thirteen.

"I wonder what Daddy called me?" The woman in white asked softly.

"Come and meet your Uncle Wei." Cai Yong said.

"I've seen Uncle Wei." Cai Yan stepped forward to salute her pregnancy.

"Hmm." Father Wei answered, the smile on his face was even stronger, and he turned his head to Cai Yong and said, "Ling Yuan is really immortal, according to legend, especially the piano skills, quite a master's style." ”

The master didn't dare to say. But my daughter is indeed extraordinarily talented, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. After a pause, his arm pointed to the side, Wei Ning, "This is your Uncle Wei's son, Wei Ning Wei Zhong said." ”

When Cai Yan heard the word Wei Ning, his body trembled, and his beautiful eyes looked at Wei Ning. The figure is heroic, and the fair complexion can be called handsome and chic, but when she thinks of this person's reputation, her eyes can't help but flash a trace of sadness, "I've seen Wei Gongzi." ”

When she was a child, she heard that she had a family business, so she was particularly concerned about the affairs of the Wei family in Anyi, Hedong, but every time she got the news, she was extremely disappointed.

Although Cai Yan's sad color was well concealed, it was still captured by Wei Ning, and he bowed slightly in his heart, but did not speak.

"Zhao Ji, you take Gongzi Wei to the mansion for a walk, and you have important matters to discuss with your uncle for your father." Cai Yong said as usual.

"Yes, father." After saluting the two of them, Cai Yanlian moved lightly, walked to Wei Ning, nodded and nodded, and then walked out of the door.

Seeing this, Wei Ning also bowed to Father Wei and retreated.

After going out, I walked a few steps quickly to keep up with Cai Yan, looking at the beautiful shadow, my heart moved, Cai Zhaoji's life was extremely bumpy and twists and turns, and the dark side of this era was completely vividly displayed.