a little painter

Chapter 30

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As for Luo Zhen, he listened quietly. Although his heart was full of twists and turns, his face was like a warm spring breeze, showing the appearance of a caring brother.

"Then the third brother should be more open-minded and learn, and he must not let down the painstaking efforts of the Taifu."

Chu Hui raised his head and helped his forehead in despair: "I think so too, but my talent is limited, my talent is limited, I find it difficult even to read, let alone memorize it, Brother Luo, I think I probably have no hope It's..."

"Third brother, what are you talking about? In Jiuqu County, you are the one who has the greatest hope." Luo Zhen's heart was complicated and difficult to understand at the moment, as if he had lost all expectations. Planting willows, the willows have become shaded.

Chu Hui stood up with a sober mind, feeling a little dizzy, she simply drank another cup without doing anything else: "Brother Luo laughed at me, I'm too drunk, so I'll go back now."

Luo Zhen hurriedly stood up, walked over enthusiastically and gave Chu Hui a hand: "The third brother is gone, it's so late, I will take you back for brother."

This time, he did not order his servants to see him off, but accompanied him personally, and sent him home in a kind and considerate manner.

When getting out of the carriage, when Chu Hui saw Liu Ziqing's figure, he subconsciously withdrew his arm supported by Luo Zhen, and then walked towards the courtyard with deep kicks and shallow kicks.

Sure enough, Liu Ziqing supported her with a concerned face as he remembered, then politely said goodbye to Luo Zhen, and then silently sent Chu Hui into the room.

Chu Hui entered the room with full cooperation, lay down on the bed obediently, and watched Liu Ziqing go to make sober soup for himself.

After waiting on the bed for a long time, Chu Hui felt that her eyelids were a bit heavy. She closed her eyes wearily, and opened them again suddenly. After a long, long time, there was no movement outside the door.

Suppressing her drowsiness, she went out with her somewhat unsteady body. It was pitch black outside the yard, and there was no sign of a fire in the kitchen: "Ziqing? Ziqing?"

No one responded, and the lights in the room not far away had already been turned off, so... She was abandoned by someone?

Ah, no, no one came to take care of her? Was it really a dream that night?

Chu Hui glanced not far away in disappointment, and staggered to wash up by himself.

Liu Ziqing lay on the bed and turned over a few times, until the sound of the man washing up came from the courtyard, she breathed a sigh of relief, and fell asleep with a smile that could not be concealed from the corner of her mouth.

"Deng Tuzi, do you still remember?"

In the early morning of the next day, Chu recalled the night when he was abandoned, his eyes could not help but always fall on Liu Ziqing, and the obvious eyes fell on the woman opposite him one after another.

After a while, the person opposite finally couldn't help but said: "Brother Chu knows all the books by heart."

Chu Hui withdrew his gaze in a panic: "No, I'll recite it right away."

In the study, Chu Hui was holding the book boredly, but didn't turn it over. She couldn't help but look out of the window. She felt that she might not have woken up yet.

The first snow in Yunqi's three years fell on such a day. For the first snow, for scholars and young masters who are used to reciting poems and painting, how could they miss such an elegant day.

In the flower building, there are three or two people at a table, listening to a few ditties, watching some wonderful dances, drinking and eating, and having fun in time, so happy.

Mother Liu also prepared the dumplings in her memory carefully. In the past years, on the day of the first snow, the mansion would have a meal of dumplings in response to the occasion. She was also excited about the comfortable life in the house. She started to get busy just after lunch. stand up.

It was still early in the morning, Luo Mansion was only one street away, and the young servant led the order to drive a carriage to the Chu Mansion in the back alley to invite someone.

"Young master Chu, my second young master invited many talented scholars to Hualou for a talk. Before leaving, I ordered you to be present." The servant waited respectfully and embarrassed at the door, pretending not to leave.

Snowflakes fluttered and fell on people, and Chu Hui, who was not very good at rejecting, softened for a moment, which destroyed the warm atmosphere at home: "Ziqing, you and auntie don't need to wait for me, I will be back sooner."

"Don't drink too much, otherwise you can sleep outside." Liu Ziqing ignored her mother's repeated gestures, she said with a cold face and then went back to the room, as if she was saying something very ordinary.

Chu Hui stood there sluggishly, and it took a long time to come back to his senses. Is he angry, or is he angry?

In the largest private room in Hualou, Li Feng sat down on Luo Zhen's right hand without complacency, and filled Luo Zhen's wine glass tactfully.

At this time, the door of the private room was opened from the outside, and Chu Hui walked in under the gaze of everyone.

Everyone still had a little impression of this Mr. Chu, after all, he was considered a shocker in the Shihui at that time, but he just offended Mr. Wu, and he didn't know how much good fortune this man could have.

Luo Zhen saw everyone's reaction in his eyes, he stood up and crossed a few seats, personally greeted the person to the seat on his left, and then naturally filled the wine glass in front of Chu Hui.

The movement was smooth and fluent, as if he was used to it. After seeing that everyone was almost there, he raised his wine glass and said calmly: "Thanks to everyone for your kindness, it is the first snow today, and we are fortunate enough to gather here. Here are two messages.

One is that Mr. Chu has sworn brothers with me and Brother Qian earlier, and the other is that Brother Chu was fortunate enough to worship Wu Taifu a few days ago, and there is nothing to show for being a big brother. Everyone, Luo will go first Do it for your respect"

After a few words, it was like throwing a few stones in the middle of the lake. Everyone present looked at Chu Hui who was still in a daze. They didn't expect that this person didn't offend Taifu Wu. After the Holy Majesty ascended the throne, he never accepted any disciples.

He Dehe Neng at this time, unexpectedly having such an opportunity, really envied others, and made those who were already dissatisfied even more jealous, such as Li Feng, who had a somewhat ferocious face.

The singing and dancing downstairs is still going on. In the severe winter, the flower building is burning with charcoal everywhere, which makes people a little hot and dry. Chu Hui tugged at his collar. It feels really bad to be the focus of the crowd all of a sudden. , I feel like some strange animal, being surrounded by people like this.

She looked at Luo Zhen who introduced herself to the front and said that she wanted to help her with some relationship, and felt a little uneasy in her heart for no reason. She didn't need to do anything, but she was embarrassed to refute the kindness of the person.

There is always a feeling of being led away by others, with slight doubts in my heart, inexplicably thinking of what Liu Ziqing said in my mind, is it necessary to be defensive?

Was she too defenseless towards this elder brother? She asked herself that she could give nothing to others, but would there really be someone who would have nothing to do? The brainstorming was still going on, and the people in front suddenly turned their heads.

I could only hear Luo Zhen laughing and saying: "Brother Chu, why is your mind distracted? Be more careful and learn to be kind to others. What you want to do in the future will not be difficult."