In addition to the king in the east of the city, he is a well-known gentry in Chailong County. In his early years, he was admitted to Xiucai, and he also became an official in Chang'an City, and after retiring and returning to his hometown, he bought a huge family business.

Today, the old man Wang celebrated his 70th birthday, and the banquet was held in all directions, and the figures with heads and faces in the city gathered in the Wang family's mansion, which was very lively.

Gate.

The descendants of the Wang family began to welcome guests early, some people accepted the invitation, and another person registered the gift list, and kept singing:

"The shopkeeper of Xianlai Restaurant is courteous, a painted carved rosewood incense burner, and a pair of night pearls!"

"Zhou Yuan is polite, and the keel tassel is folded into a fan!"

"Zhao Erniang of Zhao's glaze workshop is polite, a set of eight colorful glazed bottles, and a pair of calligraphy scrolls!"

Rare treasures that ordinary people have seen have been carried into the inner house with a whole burden.

......

Wang Yuanwai had three sons, of which the youngest son Wang Li was born when he was fifty years old.

Wang Li is a man who reads poetry and books and is talented. Like Wang Yuanwai, he was also obsessed with collecting literati calligraphy and paintings.

At this time.

The third prince did not come out to entertain the guests, but came to the inner house and rummaged through a room of birthday gifts. Wang Yuanwai had a big birthday, and many people voted for him and sent a lot of calligraphy scrolls. The banquet has not yet begun, and instead of chatting with the guests in a false manner, it is better to pick a few rare celebrity calligraphy and paintings to appreciate them.

It's just that Wang Sangongzi has a high vision, and he picks and chooses for a while, and only two pieces are not bad.

"Two is two. ”

Subsequently, they were taken to the study.

Wang Sangongzi spread one of the scrolls on the bookcase, and saw a poem on it:

Turtle though longevity

Although the turtle is long-lived, there is still a time;

Teng snake ride the fog, and eventually turn into ashes.

Lao Ji is in the woods, and his ambitions are thousands of miles;

The martyrs are in their twilight years, and their hearts are strong.

......

Looking at it, his heart couldn't help but stir up a sense of pride, and he couldn't help but read it out loud:

"The period of profit and contraction is not only in the sky;

The blessing of recuperation can be eternal.

Fortunately, even ya, the song is a song. ”

"Good poetry!"

Wang Sangongzi high-fived and exclaimed, "Good poems through the ages!"

"I don't know which poet gave it?"

He couldn't help but look at the bottom left corner—

He Wang Buwei's 70th birthday "Li Congyanyin"

"Wang Buwei is his father, but who is this Li Congyan?"

Seemingly, where have you heard of this name......

After thinking about it for a while, Wang Sangongzi remembered that the Zhao son-in-law who was hotly discussed in the county more than a month ago was not called this by the son-in-law. His real name is Li Cheng, and Congyan is his cousin.

"This Li Congyan is not famous, I never thought that there was such a poetic talent, but it's a pity...... is a son-in-law and cannot participate in the imperial examination. ”

Wang Sangongzi shook his head in regret.

......

"The old man is in limbo, and his ambition is thousands of miles, and the martyr is in his twilight years, and his heart is strong...... It's amazing!"

It's been a long time.

The third prince retracted his gaze and moved the scroll to the side.

Followed by.

He opened another one.

Above is a picture of a young girl, on the drawing paper -

The sky is full of stars, and the clouds are misty. The moonlight shone down, reflecting a large locust tree with lush leaves, and under the tree, a palace girl stood upright. The artist's skills are very high, and the girl's delicate figure and flawless face are outlined to the extreme, just like a real person.

"It's beautiful. ”

Wang Li looked at the girl on the picture fixedly.

This woman ...... Like a fairy who fell into the mortal dust, she is simply the perfect lover in his mind.

"If you can kiss Fangze, even if you have a short life of ten years, it is worth it. ”

He thought to himself.

Vaguely.

Wang Sangongzi seemed to hear someone calling for him.

"Childe, Childe. ”

He followed the prestige, and saw that the girl's lips under the tree were lightly opened, slightly opened and closed, and the voice came from there.

"Girl, are you calling me?"

"I have heard that Wang Li's son is talented, and he has been admired by the concubine for a long time"

As she spoke, the girl raised her arm.

I saw that the picture scroll was rippling like the surface of the water, and a smooth and delicate bare hand poked out of it.

"Childe-"

Wang Li subconsciously held it, and the soft and smooth feel made his heart flutter.

Then, in front of him, he appeared in a strange place. As far as the eye can see, it is white and boundless. The feet were soft, and when I looked down, it was clouds.

"Where is this?"

"Heavenly Immortal Realm. ”

A charming voice sounded in the ears of the third prince of Wang.

He came back to his senses, hurriedly let go of the girl's hand, and said, "Xiaosheng is polite, I have seen the fairy." ”

"Heaven is not like the mortal world, and Childe doesn't need to care about these red tapes. ”

With that, the beauty fairy came over and hugged his arm.

"The fairy world is deserted, so I called my son to relieve my loneliness. ”

"This ......"

The third prince of Wang was at a loss for a while,

"If Childe has a heart......

The fairy bowed her head shyly, her blushing face worth a long sentence.

He hurriedly said, "This is a small blessing. ”

Subsequently.

The fairy set up auspicious clouds and returned to the fairy palace with Wang Li.

The gorgeous bedroom has long been furnished as a wedding room.

The shadow of the red candle moves, and the atmosphere is beautiful.

Wang Sangongzi sat on the edge of the bed, looked at the fairy's beautiful face, and couldn't help but hug her.

"Fairy. ”

An emotional shout.

"Please have mercy. ”

The two fell on the bed, rolled by the waves, and loved each other.

After a long time.

Only a faint gasp after calming down remained.

The two hugged each other, and the third prince looked satisfied.

"How can I spend the Spring Festival with the fairy......"

"Don't say that, Childe. ”

The fairy stroked his left chest and said:

"Heart...... It is enough to have a concubine. ”

"Naturally, there is. ”

"The concubine wants to see it. The fairy said suddenly.

"Ugh. Wang Li was stunned.

Followed by.

Suddenly, he saw that the fairy's nails suddenly grew like sharp blades, and with a slight slash, a large cut was made in his chest, and blood flowed everywhere.

Lijia reached in and dug it out.

A hot heart was dug out, and it was still "plopping" and beating.

"The heart of a talented man...... It's delicious. ”

Eat it in one bite.

The "fairy" had blood on the corners of his mouth, and let out a ho-ho laugh, like phlegm stuck in his throat.

Subsequently.

"She" raised her head, her gaze as if she could see through the space and shine into the outside world.

"Hmm...... Turtle Though Shou...... Good literary ......"

"It must be tastier, ho-ho. ”

The candle flame flickered.

A terrifying ghost is reflected.

......

The royal mansion.

The third prince of Wang is missing.

Even the official messenger was called, but no one was found.

The originally festive birthday banquet was also suspended.

Hall.

Wang Yuan sat on the Taishi chair in the middle with a vulso face, and the maid next to him stroked his chest and gave him comfort. Wang Li's old mother cried to death and was carried back to the bedroom.

"Say, where the hell have the people gone!" said Master Wang in a voice that was almost shouting.

The young master picked out a few calligraphy and paintings in the master's birthday gift, and returned to the study. The little one has been guarding outside, and I haven't seen the young master go out. ”

Wang Li's scholar knelt on the ground and kept kowtowing.

"At noon, the little one called the young master to have a banquet, only to find that the young master was gone. ”

"This blue sky is white, how can a living person disappear out of thin air?!

Wang Yuanwai patted the chair handle and said viciously:

"Someone, drag this nonsense-filled scholar out for me, give him fifty lashes, and see if he tells the truth!"

"Please see me, sir!"

The little scholar begged for mercy again and again, but he was still whipped open and dying.

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Night.

Li Congyan lit the lamp and buried himself in the room writing.

When he copied the poem this morning, he found that his brush was so ugly that even the illiterate little maid said it was ugly. In the end, the whole poem was transcribed by Zhao Erniang, which is a bit embarrassing.

So, he thought about practicing his words.

"The third son disappeared out of thin air, uncle, do you say it's strange?"

The little maid who came back from the banquet at the king's house was fanning her uncle while chattering about what she had seen today.

"Hey, uncle, did you say he was under the book case?"

"The official turned the study upside down, where can I still hide people. Li Congyan didn't raise his head and said.

"The study can't be hidden, so it's outside?" the little girl tilted her head, thought for a while, and said, "Does the scholar guarding the door have something to hide?"

"Did the scholar recruit you?"

"No, I don't. She shook her head and said, "When the king saw that he didn't recruit him, he was whipped thirty lashes later." ”

"Still alive?"

"Dead. ”

"Did you report to the police?"

"Why do you want to report to the police?"

"It's dead. ”

"The lord's family kills the servants, and the government can't control it. ”

Hearing this, Li Congyan's action of practicing words paused slightly: "How to dispose of the corpse?"

"It's buried. The little maid said as a matter of course, "There are not a few servants buried in the fields of any rich and noble family, and there are not a few people who fill wells and ponds, it is just an idea of the master's family." ”

Li Congyan turned his head to look at her, and saw that her expression was not shocked, and she looked uneasy, and she couldn't help but feel a little sad. Did she remember that she was also a slave, or that she might be killed at will by her master? Perhaps, she remembered, but she was used to it and numb.

That's how it is.

Then I thought about it, how good am I doing?

The deed of sale was pinched.

Moreover, the status of the son-in-law in the heart of the master's family is not much stronger than that of the slave.

Fortunately, the Zhao family is the well-hearted Zhao Erniang, and the second elder does not ask about the world. But no one can say for sure in the future, not afraid of 10,000, just in case.

Maybe......

It's time to redeem the deed of sale.

It's better to get rid of the identity of this son-in-law, divorce?

In another time and space, Li Qingzhao, a talented woman through the ages, divorced her husband, won the lawsuit, and was sentenced to prison, and later relied on her connections to avoid prison. This era is similar, and the son-in-law wants to take the initiative to divorce, but he is afraid that he will sit through the prison.

......

"What is my uncle thinking?"

"I'm a little tired. ”

Li Congyan came back to his senses.

"See. ”

As he spoke, he lifted the rice paper on the table and handed it to the little maid.

"Uncle, I practiced for a day. ”

"Whew-"

The little girl pursed her lips.

"It's like a dog. ”

"I don't take the top prize, what kind of strength do I have!"

Anyway, throw the pen away.

"I don't practice anymore. ”