It wasn't until the afternoon that Prince Ning, who was not strong enough to drink, was helped back by those guards.

At this time, the sun in the west is hanging on the willow tops, and the Qinhuai River is sparkling. The warm spring breeze blows, bringing with it the intoxicating scent of flowers and the aroma of spring earth.

The wind blew through the pavilion, and on the copper kettle burning with sandalwood incense, the swirling green smoke was blown away by the wind.

Zhang Wenshan stood in the pavilion, his clothes fluttering in the wind. He looked at the sedan chair of King Ning who was far away, with a look of relief on his face. Turning his head to Lu Heng, who was sitting at the stone table and still drinking tea, he smiled and said, "I haven't seen Ning Yuangong so happy for many years!" ”

"Yongzheng's poem, I'm afraid it was written in Ning Yuangong's heart. Hehe! After Zhang Wenshan sat down, he poured himself a cup of tea, took a sip, and looked at Lu Heng with a smile.

Lu Heng smiled, holding the teacup in his hand, glanced at Zhang Lao, shook his head and said with a smile: "I'm also blind, hehe, I can't do it really!" ”

Zhang Wenshan didn't smile, he held the teacup and looked at Lu Heng with an indifferent face, his face was a little solemn: "Since Eternity has such a talent, why don't you become an official." I believe that with your ability, you will be a good official. Even one day, it is possible for officials to worship the prime minister. Why waste your future and make an account in a royal mansion? ”

Lu Heng shook the tea in the cup, lowered his head and gently sniffed the fragrance of the tea. raised his head to look at Zhang Lao's solemn expression, smiled and shook his head.

"Could it be that Yongzheng, you really want to go on like this?" Zhang Wenshan asked with some regret.

Zhang Wenshan really cherished his talents, and with his and Ning Wangye's ability, it was easy to help Lu Heng erase the information of this account office.

It's just that, looking at the unsuccessful appearance of the scholar in front of him, Zhang Lao felt pity and hatred in his heart.

Lu Heng held the teacup that was already cold, looked at him who was staring at him, waiting for him to answer Zhang Lao, smiled, touched the cup in his hand lightly, and said with a smile: "Such a beautiful Qinhuai scenery is in front of you and me, old man, don't let down the good will of God!" ”

Lu Heng picked up the teacup, smiled indifferently, and took a sip.

For officials? Oh, I really haven't thought about it. And I don't want to think about it.

I really won't touch this kind of thing again.

The warm wind of Qin Huai blew, and the small stove in the pavilion whirred. Zhang Wenshan, who had a flying white beard, saw the firmness in Lu Heng's indifferent color, sighed slightly, and didn't say anything more, just drank the tea in the cup.

……

Turning a bluestone alley, Lu Heng's small courtyard was far away.

On the doorpost, the lantern hanging gently swayed in the wind. Liu Qingqing, who was standing at the door, smiled when she saw Lu Heng who was walking slowly.

It is like a lotus flower blooming with dew drops in the morning light, which makes people intoxicated. also gently dispelled the thoughts in Lu Heng's heart.

Liu Qingqing walked over, stretched out his hand, and patted the dew on Lu Heng's body off. Raising his beautiful cheeks, he asked softly, "Uncle, where have you gone, why is it sticky with dew?" ”

Smelling the faint fragrance coming from the woman's body, Lu Heng was a little nervous in his heart.

"I'll do it!" Lu Heng smiled, stretched out his hand and patted the fragrance of grass branches and flowers on his robe.

Seeing Lu Heng's hurried appearance, Liu Qingqing burst into laughter, with a strange tone, while patting the moisture on Lu Heng's body, he said with a smile: "You shoot like this, but you have all the dew in." In the end, the concubine is not allowed to wash her body! ”

Lu Heng was embarrassed in his heart, smiled, and was no longer reluctant.

Glancing around casually, he saw two clear ruts on the clean stone pavement of the door. It just rained last night, and there weren't many guests coming and going from the Lu family on weekdays. Therefore, the deep ruts in these two lines are particularly clear.

"Have you ever had a guest at home?"

Lu Heng looked at the two rows of ruts and asked with a smile. Then, seeing that the rut was an inch deep, he touched his chin again, and praised him: "Tsk, it's enough!" ”

Liu Qingqing smiled, glared at him with beautiful eyes, and said with a smile: "Uncle, it's really interesting." There are no guests in the house, where is the weight? ”

"No one came?" Lu Heng was a little puzzled, pointed to the rut and asked, "Then what is?" ”

Liu Qingqing glanced at Lu Heng with beautiful eyes, and said with a hint of surprise in her tone: "This is the car of the rice company, didn't you ask them to deliver the rice, uncle?" ”

Rice line?

After Lu Heng thought about it, he remembered that Ning Yuangong asked that subordinate to buy rice on his behalf.

That old man, he won't let all the grain of his subordinate rice shop be moved over.

Entering the courtyard and seeing the mountains of rice bags in the kitchen, Lu Heng shook his head with a smile.

And sure enough, it was!

Beside him, Liu Qingqing looked at Lu Heng suspiciously, puzzled. How much money the uncle has, he knows. She also knows what the price of rice is now.

The mountain of grain in front of him, my uncle's little money could not be bought no matter what.

"Uncle, this rice ......!" Liu Qingqing asked softly with a touch of worry on her face.

Lu Heng shook his head and smiled: "Rice, uh, just keep it for now." Just find a time for him! Let's go, let's eat! With that, Lu Heng turned around and walked outside.

Behind him, Liu Qingqing stood there a little reluctantly, and said angrily: "How can this be done, uncle." ”

……

At dinner, Lu Heng saw Liu Qingqing on the other side with his face down, eating without saying a word. I felt helpless in my heart, so I had to tell him these two things.

I heard that my uncle met the most influential nobleman in Jiangning City, and the two sides had a very happy conversation, Liu Qingqing didn't believe it before.

However, I remembered the powerful warrior next to the owner of the rice shop today, and the luxurious clothes of the Ning Wangfu on the samurai's body. I finally believed some.

"How did Uncle know Lord Ning?" Liu Qingqing was happy for Lu Heng in her heart, looked at Lu Heng curiously, and asked softly.

Lu Heng picked up the porridge and snorted, and said vaguely: "Well, when I watched the painting that time, didn't Ben Caizi leave a poem?" If he was unlucky, he was seen by Old Man Ning. Well, that's how we met! ”

It's interesting to listen to what Lu Heng said, and what bad luck he said. Liu Qingqing chuckled and said with disgust: "Uncle is really." Others are eager to cling to a noble person like Ning Wangye. Uncle, can be introduced as a confidant by Lord Zhang, the prince of Ning. As if I'm still a little unhappy! ”

Seeing Liu Qingqing's peach blossom-like smile, Lu Heng was also very happy in his heart.

Put down the dishes and chopsticks, spread his hands, made a face that should be like this, shook his head and smacked his mouth and said: "Good character, no way!" ”

The night is quiet, and the evening breeze is narrating. The dim light in the courtyard flickered like the stars in the night. The sound of light-hearted laughter and conversation, coming from nowhere, echoed in the harmonious atmosphere of the night.