C296 adopted girl

The first time Hua Rong saw her, she was the one crying on the street. She was very respectful towards this world-renowned poet, and did not beat around the bush either. She said sincerely: "Although this is the first side, Hua Rong has long admired Ju Shi Wencai, and seeing him crying in grief today, I think there must be some sort of trouble. Why not tell me, if I could have done my best, my wife and I would not have held hands …"

Li Yian let out a long sigh, and said these words.

It turned out that she had fled south with her husband after the great disaster at Jingkang. Her husband was a noble family of gold and stone. The couple had collected a lot of paintings and calligraphy, and they loved each other more than their lives. When they were escaping, they also brought this batch of paintings and stored them in dozens of bags. Afterwards, when her husband passed away, she took care of the paintings by herself and finally arrived at Lin An.

When he arrived at Linan, many of the local celebrities came to visit after hearing of her name, and one of them even borrowed a room for her to stay in for the time being. Afterwards, a small official called Zhang Ruzhou came to visit her. He talked about paintings with her and kept them in mind. He proposed to her soon after. Li Yian was already in his fifties at the time, so for the sake of living, he had no choice but to agree to marry Zhang Ruzhou. After marriage, the husband and wife were at peace. But very quickly, Li Yian realized that something was wrong. Because the number of paintings in his collection was decreasing day by day, a lot of the precious ancient books were gone.

Zhang Ruzhou was forced to admit that he stole the Medical Officer Wang Jixian, who was currently the most favored by the Emperor, to have him speak nicely in front of the Emperor so that he could raise his position and make a fortune.

It was only then that Li Yian realized that he had fallen into the hands of an ingrate. However, when Zhang Ruzhou saw that his face had been seen through, he revealed a ferocious look. Saying that he would follow the chicken to the dog, and the things that Li Yian owned were his, he took them out as a form of filial piety to Wang Jixian.

Li Yian and his deceased husband protected this batch of cultural relics south with everything they had, so naturally they could not let it show so much. Li Yian had no choice but to remember that he had a cousin, Wang Junhua. He was precisely Qin Gui's wife …

Hearing the name "Wang Junhua", Hua Rong was shocked. She thought, the world is really too small, and I feel depressed at the same time. What kind of person is Li Yian, to have such a shameless cousin. She did not interrupt Li Yian and continued to listen quietly.

At this time, Qin Gui was already a second stage official in the imperial government, it would naturally be easy for him to deal with him. However, Li Yian naturally did not know that Wang Junhua and his wife were wholeheartedly trying to curry favor with Wang Jixian, so how could they be willing to offend him? Then he would shirk in every possible way. Helpless, another famous scholar saw the scars on Li Yian's body and could not bear to see a talented girl being humiliated.

After the divorce, Li Yian's place of residence had no place to stay for the time being. However, the day before yesterday, Medical Officer Wang Jixian sent a servant to come to put down the 50 taels of gold, saying that he wanted to buy all of her paintings.

Even if the shop owner pitied Li Yian, who would dare to offend the mighty Medical Officer Wang Jixian? Li Yian was helpless. On this day, he went out to seek for the help of a famous scholar, but no one dared to stand out, because Hua Rong saw her walking on the streets, crying sorrowfully.

When she had just finished speaking, Yue Pengju was so angry that he practically slapped the table and stood up: "Wang Jixian is merely a medical officer, and yet he dares to rely on others to bully famous people, wait for me to kill him …"

Yue Pengju knew his wife's feelings, and gently pulled his hand. Even though his heart was also heavy, he said gently: "I have a way to deal with this Wang Jixian fellow."

Hua Rong asked: "What way?"

He smiled and said to Li Yian, "I do not need to be afraid, nor do I need to return to the inn. lower official had a few soldiers disguise themselves as they guarded the inn's items tonight. Tomorrow, I will act. "

Li Yian saw that the two of them had nothing to do with him, and actually took on such a troublesome task, and was moved, bowing down: "Thank you very much, both of you."

Hua Rong helped her up, but she felt her body trembling slightly, her palms were ice-cold.

Li Yian was excited, but seeing the paper and ink on the Desk beside him, it was originally written by Yue Pengju at home. There were only four words on it:

return to the rivers and mountains

She read it carefully, but felt that she must never write such a grand and powerful letter, that it would topple mountains and overturn the seas, and that she must never write such a grand husband.

She was overwhelmed with emotions. She immediately dipped her brush into the ink and began writing on the white paper.

life as a hero

He who dies is also a ghost

Until now, he still thought of Xiang Yu.

Don't want to cross the Yangtze River

Hua Rong grinded the ink for her by the side, but when he saw that she had finished writing and was feeling full and furious, she felt a wave of heat rushing into her eyes. Yue Pengju was also by the side, focusing and looking, his face had never been this excited before.

Li Yian put down the brush, Hua Rong took the paper and fixed the four corners properly, then looked carefully, and gasped in surprise, unable to say a word. It was said that Li Yian was extremely talented, that he had learned every word, and this poem was even more vigorous.

The two of them had met many scholars in the imperial court, and Hua Rong had accompanied the great scholar, Yuwen Xuzhong, to take over the Jinguo, but seeing these scholars who were born into the imperial court, none of them could compare to Li Yian.

Li Yian had seen Hua Rong's gaze for a long time, and it was rare for him to see such sincere admiration and admiration. She looked at Hua Rong and said with a smile: "Madame Yue, this poem is for you."

Hua Rong raised his head, and said joyfully: "Really, really give it to me?"

Because of happiness, her eyes were black and bright, carrying an extremely rare pure and innocent aura. Li Yian looked at her as if he was looking at a close nephew. She was above the world, and most of the women in the world were confined to the restrictions of their families, and their sons and daughters, embroidery and textiles, were the center of gravity of their lives. Now, seeing how Hua Rong carried the arrow, knew how to reward her calligraphy skill, and was in such harmony with Yue Pengju, he couldn't help but sigh in her heart. If her late husband didn't die young, she would definitely be so happy and happy.

After writing those lines, Li Yian was completely exhausted. He was supported by Hua Rong into a clean and tidy room. She helped Li Yian to lie down properly, and saw that Old woman, who was around fifty years old, had, because of his anxiety, a life that looked like frosted yellow flowers, actually looking like an old man.

Li Yian had been running about for a long time, and his mental state had finally relaxed. Seeing the woman in front of his bed being gentle and filial, like a child, he could not help but sigh: "old body is so bitter, how great would it be if he had a daughter by his side?"

It was only then that Hua Rong found out that this generation's talented girl had actually never given birth to a child. She had never had a child, and was always alone.

It turned out that even such a famous poet could sigh in such a manner.

It was this sigh that made Hua Rong think about her own matters, and Lu Wenlong's departure. A sudden sense of anxiety and sadness. However, at this time, she had no way to reveal his feelings to anyone, as he was afraid that it would increase Li Yian's sadness. He could only smile and gently say: "If you don't abandon me, then just treat me as your daughter."

Li Yian's eyes lit up, but he was too tired to hold on any longer. He laid on the bed, looking extremely tired.

Hua Rong helped her cover herself and said gently: "Rest early. Don't worry, everything will be fine." As if she was taking care of her mother, she covered her entire body and placed a cup of hot tea s on the bedside before closing the door and turning around to leave.

She returned to her bedroom and saw Yue Pengju sitting beside her, deep in thought.

Only then did she let out a long breath, and scolded in a low voice: "That bastard Wang Jixian, he is just a wandering doctor who treated Zhao Deji's impotence, how dare he bully others so much …" It could be seen that if Zhao Deji had not pampered him so much, how would he dare do such a thing?

Hua Rong looked at his husband and asked: "Pengju, are you really confident tomorrow? "If that doesn't work out, I'll think of another way …"

Yue Pengju shook his head and said softly: "Since it's Imigenol, how could I dare to spout nonsense?"

When Hua Rong heard his words, her brows slowly relaxed. She joyfully held his hand and said, "I will do it tomorrow."

The next day was a warm day. After the spring break, the southern sun already felt somewhat warm, and the West Lake was filled with tourists. In a beautiful boat, Medical Officer Wang Jixian arrived as promised.

This time, he received Yue Pengju's invitation to attend the feast.

Wang Jixian's diagnosis and treatment of Zhao Deji's impotence had a great contribution, but strangely, as long as Zhao Deji changed doctors, no matter what kind of medicine it was, it would not change, and over time, he would never be able to leave Wang Jixian's side. Once, he got drunk and hugged a palace maid OXX, proudly saying: "Wang Jixian is our leader (Si Ming is the God that controls people's lives)." These words were heard by the eunuchs and servants who were serving outside. They quickly left because Wang Jixian was ranked eighth, hence he gave the nickname of "Bastard Si Ming". From this, one could see the extent of Wang Jixian's favors.

Wang Jixian naturally knew how important he was in the Emperor's eyes. Adding to that, he had intentionally lured the eunuchs in the palace like a fish in water, and over time, he became rich and powerful. He was confident in his status and did not care about officials who were of a higher rank than him. As for some generals like Zhang Jun, they would just take it as a joke. But towards Yue Pengju's invitation, not only was he surprised, he was also happy to interact with this Wing Wang official, because at least they had met each other several times.

When he arrived at the boat, he saw that it was a beautiful boat, and thought to himself, Yue Pengju and his wife have always been simple, without many tricks, what are they doing today?

Yue Pengju stood at the bow of the ship and greeted him warmly upon seeing him. Wang Jixian also greeted politely according to the level: "lower official greets Yue Xiang Gong."

The two of them exchanged courtesies. When Wang Jixian went in, he saw that Hua Rong was also there, enthusiastically preparing some of the rosewood fruit and vegetable. On the table, there was even a bottle of good quality Golden Bleed Wine.

Hua Rong personally poured three large cups, and said with a smile: "Lord Wang, after you."

Wang Jixian was suspicious, and suddenly thought, could it be that the two of them came here asking for their son's help?

After he drank three cups, Hua Rong smiled and took out a hundred taels of gold. "Lord Wang, it's nothing but a small matter and no respect at all."

According to the monetary unit at that time, one hundred taels of gold was equivalent to two hundred and five hundred taels of gold. It was already a considerable sum of money. Wang Jixian naturally received much more treasures than he did, but upon thinking that Yue Pengju's wife had given it to him, he became extremely surprised, and anxiously said: "lower official will not accept anything without merit."

Yue Pengju also laughed: "Lord Wang, there is no need to decline."

Wang Jixian still did not understand. Hua Rong gave him another toast before slowly speaking, "Our family is distant relatives of the Imigenol. "It was not easy for her to live in poverty and loneliness. Milord, please forgive me …"

At this point, Wang Jixian had already completely understood the meaning of these two hundred taels of gold. He could not help but blush and say, "Don't worry, Yue Xiang Gong will take care of this matter."

Hua Rong toasted him a few more cups. Wang Jixian ate and drank for a while, then looked for an opportunity to take her leave. Under Hua Rong's perseverance, he naturally had no choice but to take away the one hundred taels of gold.

Seeing his figure disappearing into the crowd of servants, the two of them heaved a sigh of relief.