The night is silent, and the candles are as bright as beans.

In the dimly lit room, Liu Qingqing sat there, looking at Lu Heng who was fiddling with the shabby abacus with an indifferent expression in his heart.

There was a slight slight sound, and Liu Qingqing's hand holding the corner of his clothes couldn't help but tremble slightly.

Glancing at the gently dancing candle flame, it turned out to be the sound of an oil lamp.

"Uncle, why did you make this assumption?" Liu Qingqing bit her lip, raised her head, and asked softly with an uneasy look in her beautiful eyes.

Lu Heng stopped what he was doing, and just wanted to say, the arrangement of the plan depends on your attitude and other words. But the moment he turned his head, he saw the unrelenting gaze in Liu Qingqing's eyes towards the Liu family, as well as his body trembling slightly due to uneasiness.

I scolded myself with a smile in my heart, it coincided with Qingqing's sister-in-law's birthday, and it was a beautiful and quiet night. I actually brought up this unappetizing topic so inappropriately. Ruined the atmosphere, really, hi.

Lu Heng scratched his head, pushed the abacus aside, picked up the cold tea on the table, took a sip, and said vaguely: "Well, it's actually nothing." It's just that I'm idle and have nothing to do, so I'll ask you. Oh, sister-in-law, you just think it's a joke! ”

Liu Qingqing's uneasy expression finally dissipated, and she smiled happily. Lowering his head, he whispered, "Since it's a joke, then don't say it." It's just that the concubine hopes that such a situation will not happen! He, after all, he is the biological father of the concubine. Uncle, you, you said yes! ”

Lu Heng held a blue and white porcelain teacup, looked at Liu Qingqing, who was low-eyebrowed and spoke softly, shaking his head and smiling. Then he buried himself in the cup of tea, and while drinking tea, he replied hesitantly: "Well, it seems to be!" ”

I got this not a satisfactory answer, but I was very satisfied. Liu Qingqing breathed a sigh of relief, pursed her lips and smiled, looked at Lu Heng, who was working with the tea bowl, and said softly: "Uncle, I deliberately scared the concubine just now!" ”

In the dimly lit room, the faint light burned silently. Liu Qingqing, who was sitting in front of him, smiled brightly, like a fairy in the Moon Palace. On her high-standing bun, the pendant of the golden hairpin sparkled.

……

The night outside the window is quiet, occasionally one or two cicadas chirp, into the room, is writing a scholar, the pen stop for a while, turn the head outside the window to look at the already deep night. Then he turned his gaze to the white paper on the table that was densely written.

The dim oil lamp had burned to the end, and the red wick leaned against the lamp, and the lazy flame remained motionless. Smoke rose from the bean-like lights and disappeared into the air.

The scholar sat at the desk, and the pen in his hand smoothly wrote a neat line of himself on the white paper. Occasionally pause to write, frown and meditate, then smile and continue to write.

A long line of ash fell from the wick leaning against the lamp, and the lamp swayed violently. The already dim light in the room was even more dim.

Only then did the scholar stop writing and put down his pen. Picking up a bamboo skewer on the table, he gently picked the wick and raised it higher, and the light in the room lit up again.

When there was a sound of beating outside for three watches, the scholar finally stopped the man in his hand. After putting the brush into the inkstone, which had little ink left, he shook his wrist, which was a little sore.

Looking at the thick stack of white paper on the table, the scholar calmly attached the last page to it. Hold on to your aching waist and stand up. The thick stack of plans with a clear plan for the surname was compacted, and the manuscript paper was placed in the cabinet under the bed.

Let's hope not! The scholar gently locked the cabinet door with a lock, squatted there, and said to himself.

After doing all this, Lu Heng returned to the table, picked up a blackened bamboo stick, and gently picked up the wick.

The flickering lights went out instantly, and the room was plunged into total darkness.

After the last glimmer of light in heaven and earth was extinguished, the night finally enveloped Jiangning City.

……

In the early morning, a thin mist shrouded Jiangning City, and the bluestone road was still wet.

The weeping willows on the side of the road are stained with dew that has not yet evaporated, and they are crystal clear and dazzling in the sunlight.

In the sound of the maids by the river laughing, Lu Heng yawned and rubbed his confused eyes and walked towards the palace.

"Lu Gongzi is here!" At the gate of the palace, Li Er still had such a bright smile.

Spring is in full bloom, and the palace has become a garden full of flowers. The spring water in the pond is rippling, and beautiful goldfish swim around in the pool. Occasionally, the flowers blooming by the pond drop a petal, and the goldfish gathered together suddenly disperse.

Lu Heng stood by the edge of the pond, and after looking at the little goldfish for a while, he threw the omnivorous in his hand into the pond. Clapped his hands and headed towards the west across the courtyard.

"This brother ......" At this time, a handsome boy who walked in through the arch walked over. After seeing Lu Heng, he smiled and greeted Lu Heng with a fist.

"After passing the door, turn left twenty feet!" Lu Heng turned his head and glanced at this son. He smiled and clenched his fists in return, then pointed to the arch behind him, said to the boy with a somewhat dull smile, and turned to leave.

"Uh, oh, thank you, brother!" Gongzi watched Lu Heng leave in amazement, thanked him with a confused expression, and then lowered his head and hurried through the door.

Following the direction pointed out by Lu Heng, after turning left for twenty zhang, Gongzi looked up and saw the thatched house in front of him, and was stunned.

How did I get to the hut?

The door of the thatched house creaked open, and Li Er walked out of it with his pants and humming a little song.

was humming happily, but suddenly saw the son standing at the door of the thatched house, and he was so frightened that he forgot the tune of the little song on the spot. hurriedly lifted his pants, got out of the way, and stammered and asked, "Second, second son, you have to go too!" ”

The second son coughed and nodded solemnly: "That's what I mean!" ”

Then, he walked towards the thatched house.

, I didn't even plan to go to the toilet.

The second son, who had his back to Li Er, said to himself speechlessly as he walked.

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The scent of sandalwood wafting from the bronze crane incense burner permeated the room.

Lu Heng sat at the table, put away the pen, and closed the last account book of last night. Stood up and stretched.

Then he walked over to the bookshelf, took down a book, and looked through it for two nights. I suddenly remembered the boy in white I had just seen in the garden. Shaking his head, he couldn't help but laugh.

Although I haven't seen it before. However, Lu Heng could still conclude at a glance that the son just now should be the second son of the palace.

Moreover, for the other party's intentions, Lu Heng can actually guess it.

The reason why he was separated. is because Lu Heng just wants to be an ordinary account room. As for the rest, I didn't think about it.