Chapter 72 Haotian's Will
Liaocheng, within the land mansion.
The surroundings are brightly lit and glowed with old dark yellow. In an exquisite and elegant courtyard, after the spring rain stopped, there were bursts of insects singing in the corner of the wall.
Lu Xiaokui sat quietly in the study, sitting on the wooden chair made of precious sandalwood, looking clearly out of the vermilion window, looking at the drops of water attached to the petals and grass leaves being illuminated by candlelight, and looking at the small red light rising from those stars, and then there was a difference. The small world is formed from these star points.
In an instant, the corners of his mouth smiled, as if he had seen himself integrated into these small worlds.
There was a trivial sound of horses' hoofs on the street outside the courtyard, which spread leisurely with the quiet night, interrupting his laughter and fantasy. Therefore, Lu Xiaokui turned his eyes to the closed courtyard door.
With a creak!
The door of the courtyard was gently opened, and a familiar black figure kept coming to the study. Lu Xiaoyu's smile gradually restrained, and his handsome face calmed down.
The man walked all the way, making a soft sound. After about a few breaths, he finally came to Lu Xiaokui. He hugged his fist respectfully and said, "Son, the villain has sent the letter to Zhang Er's pawnshop!"
"Well, that's good. Take these silver two to a small bar!" Lu Xiaoyu said calmly, and his voice was extremely soft.
The man's name is expensive, and he is usually only served by Lu Xiaokui. He is also the groom who drives the horse when Lu Xiaokui travels.
Qian Gui's face is fierce, and there is a scar on his forehead that can no longer be erased. From his appearance, he knows that he is not a good person, but he is very useful to Lu Xiaokui. For example, Lu Xiaokui will only let him do the little things he sent the letter before, and he can rest assured that he can do.
Qian Gui looked at the two ingots of silver that had already been put on the wooden table, and his heart was already happy. He came forward to put away the silver and said repeatedly, "Thank you for your reward!"
"It doesn't matter, you step back!! I'm going out tomorrow. Remember to get up early and feed the horses!" Lu Xiaokui ordered.
"Yes, prince, the villain has left!" Qian Gui bowed and held his fist, and then left the study with his legs.
Qian Gui knows Lu Xiaokui's temperament very well and knows that the other party is not a person who is willing to be flattered. Just like the previous rewards, since he has the intention to give it to you, and if you talk about it again, I'm afraid that he will immediately change his mind and even call someone to beat you hard.
Qian Gui didn't want to be whipped, so he generously put away the silver liang, but he didn't dare to forget Lu Xiaokui's instructions at all, but wrote them in his mind very clearly.
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The most famous and sacred place in Liaocheng is not the palace of the three families, and it also has nothing to do with the Tang, Lu and Xiao families. If you want to become the most famous and sacred place in Laocheng, it must be unanimously recognized by all officials and people in Laocheng.
Since the founding of Liaocheng, such a place has not existed for hundreds of years, but just ten years ago, Laocheng was magically created by someone.
This place is naturally Mr. Chang Wei's ink painting workshop.
Moyan Painting Square is not only recognized by the people of Liao City, but also by the empire that governs the whole Liao City and more than a dozen huge cities. According to rumors, the emperor of the empire has personally met Mr. Chang Wei.
Therefore, after that meeting, the king completely learned about his talent, so he had the idea of letting Mr. Chang Wei open a painting workshop in Liaocheng. Even for the sake of the painting workshop, the imperial king even handled the plaque hanging in front of the gate of the painting workshop himself. I have to say that the gentleman's face is very great!
Although Mo Yan is a painting workshop, it is not true, because Mr. Chang Wei, who founded the painting workshop, is proficient in everything in the world.
For example, Miss Qianjin of an official eunuch's house suddenly has a bottleneck in piano composition and can't break through, so she can ask her husband for help; for example, if a talented person can no longer be promoted on calligraphy, he can also go to Mr. Chang Wei for help.
Lu Xiaokui is an extremely arrogant talent in the whole empire. His calligraphy could not reach the current level, but he consulted Mr. Chang Wei, so he reached this peak that countless people could not reach!
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Moyan Painting Workshop, Mr. Chang Wei's residence.
The old candlestick stood on the wooden table on the horizontal window sill. The candlelight was lit by the flame and lamp oil. With a trace of night wind blowing through the cracks in the wooden window, the burning flame trembled slightly, as if there was life.
Mr. Chang Wei did not go to bed. He sat on his spacious bed, his slanting eyebrows slightly and meditating!
The wise eyes stared at the weak light. The light seemed to be brighter in an instant after receiving the gentleman's eyes. It intensified its own burning fire and quickly faded away at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Wax oil keeps dripping from the candlestick and dries back into pieces of red wax in the cold air, but there is no candle wick in the wax at this moment.
Looking at the candle that was about to burn out and the small flame that had become fragile from a blazing flame, he sighed slightly, then got up and took out a new candle from the wooden drawer and lit it, and installed it on the old candlestick.
The candlelight had a new candle as a memorial, and the flame began to brighten again. It kept burning, emitting the sound of burning wax oil.
Mr. returned to the spacious bed and still sat cross-legged, but his eyes no longer looked at the candlelight like a red lotus, because as long as he looked at the candlelight, the candlelight would burn away quickly!
"The reincarnation is getting farther away, and ten thousand years have passed in a blink of an eye. I came here a hundred years ago and began to look for the person I was looking for. However, the days of searching are always so ethereal and dying in a blink of an eye."
"For a hundred years, I have never given up looking for it, and I also know that I can't give up, but Haotian, why do two people appear when I see the whole thing, so that I can't finally decide. Is this also your test for my practice?" The gentleman said.
A trace of anger flashed in his eyes full of wisdom. He looked up at the smallpox, as if to look through the wooden frame across the roof, so that he could see the endless sky. At this moment, the dark night sky suddenly exploded.
Rumble!
A thunder sounded across the whole world, and at the same time, a lightning suddenly appeared in the dark sky.
The sudden appearance of this lightning is unforeshadowed, but for the whole world, it is not visible to everyone. The gentleman saw the lightning light up in his eyes, and he also heard the sound of thunder that shook the whole world. In addition to him, a teenager in a black veil while walking on an ancient alley on a black street also heard thunder. Obviously, he also saw the flashing lightning light.
So, the young man looked at the dark sky and thought it was going to rain heavily in his heart. At that moment, he ran away quickly and couldn't help muttering, "What abominable thunder and lightning!"
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