a little painter

Chapter 47

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Liu Ziqing's beautiful eyes flickered slightly: "Although a woman is married and obeys her husband, her father is suffering far away in the capital. If Ziqing makes a white first promise with someone, she only asks to worship the high hall on the wedding day."

Chu Hui opened his eyes. Although he complained about Liu Ziqing emotionally, he understood it rationally. It just meant that he was going to the capital?

Although she has never seen the majestic imperial palace, she has also seen a few court dramas, the capital?Is it such a place?

"I don't know Uncle..." Chu Hui opened his mouth cautiously, and only asked half of the question. After all, it is not appropriate for her to ask too much about furniture in her current capacity.

Liu Ziqing's originally expressionless face could no longer suppress a trace of sadness, and even his tone trembled a little: "Daddy is deeply in prison, and I don't know if he is still in good health."

People who have passed their forty years, no matter how strong their bodies are, it is difficult to endure hardships in prison. It will be two years in a flash, and I don't know how much daddy has lost weight. The more Liu Ziqing thinks about it, the more sad he is, but he still hides his eyes The s-hi run, as Liu Shangshu's daughter, she can't cry.

Chu Hui was speechless, she didn't expect that the Liu family's father, whom she had never met, was in prison, so the point is, how can you see Gaotang after a big wedding?

She wanted to ask Uncle Liu in prison when he committed the crime, but looking at the sad man in front of her, she didn't know what to say.

"Don't worry about Ziqing, Uncle, he will be safe and well," Chu Hui said comfortingly, and his hands naturally hugged him into his arms, but at this moment, she couldn't feel any thoughts in her heart, she just wanted to give The people in my arms are a little dependent.

Liu Ziqing lowered his head obediently, like a person wandering on the sea who found a canoe, and the peace in his heart came from the person who embraced him.

If Chu Hui was given a role in the game, it would be a prophet. No one of the two embracing each other at this time would have thought that on New Year's Eve a few days later, Liu Yunqing would be acquitted and released. female.

However, Liu Ziqing, who followed her father's instructions and came to seek refuge with the former Taifu, did not expect that even though she was ashamed to come to the door because of her shabby clothes when she and Mother Liu passed through Wu's mansion that day, in the end she still reunited with her father through Taifu Wu at an early date.

Chapter 33

In Yunqi's three years, 363 days have passed quietly, and only the last two days are left.

On the 29th day of the twelfth lunar month, New Year's Eve, Mother Liu drove Chu Hui out of the kitchen resolutely and without rejection. Liu Ziqing looked at the person who was reluctant to leave, feeling helpless and funny.

Glancing at her mother, she silently ignored Chu Hui's unwilling eyes, and made dumplings for the evening with Liu Shi.

The dumpling stuffing that smelled of spices was still prepared by that person. If not, she might really have kept Chu Hui. After all, she can't compliment her mother's cooking skills. There was a flash of a smile.

Chu Hui had nothing to do, listening to the sound of firecrackers one after another, she was eager to find a string of red firecrackers she saw a few days ago, and then carefully tied them to a wooden stick. When she picked up the stick, she found that her arms were not enough Long, too close and a little scared.

While trembling, Liu's voice came from the kitchen: "Dinner is ready!"

This Mrs. Shangshu who never spoke loudly, under the sudden changes in her life, listened to the calls of her neighbors every day, and even when she was cooking, she would yell heartily, adding a few touches of warmth to the house. gas.

Chu Hui turned his head when he heard the sound, and the moment he saw Liu Ziqing, his eyes lit up: "Come here, Ziqing!"

Liu Zi turned her head away as if avoiding suspicion. She didn't want to pay attention to such a stupid person. She went straight back to the living room with a bowl of dumplings, and then went back to the kitchen to fill another bowl. standing people.

Mother Liu looked at her indifferent daughter and secretly smiled, but she said solemnly: "This is the custom on New Year's Eve, Qing'er, hurry up and help Brother Chu."

Liu Zi nodded lightly in response, walked to the courtyard, looked at the man's movements, and thought to herself: That's right.

Chu Hui waited left and right, and finally the person came. She stuffed the wooden stick into Liu Ziqing's hand, and said: "Ziqing, you must hold on to it. I will run to the kitchen later, and then immediately just come for you"

"Well, Brother Chu, be careful"

"Don't worry, I'm good at it"

Then, after that, I saw that Chu Hui really lit it up decisively as she said, but...

Chu Hui, who covered his ears at the speed of light and ran to the kitchen before stopping, took two deep breaths, and when he walked out again, he felt extremely ashamed.

The person who was facing him sideways stood firmly, holding the wooden stick with both hands, without flinching at all. After a little sigh, the sound of firecrackers stopped.

Liu Ziqing turned her head and said, "Brother Chu is alright, let's go eat dumplings, mother is still waiting."

"Ziqing, aren't you afraid?" Chu Hui asked subconsciously.

Her footsteps paused slightly, Liu Zi opened her mouth lightly: "Afraid"

Chu Hui froze for a moment, was he really afraid? Could it be that he was wrong, the person who had no fear just now was not Ziqing?

There is no harm if there is no comparison. She looked at Liu Zi's delicate and graceful figure, then raised her arms, her thoughts wandered: whether she might be a little weak, and she didn't know if she could be hugged by a princess in a cool way.

The doubt existed for only a second, and Chu Hui had the answer. She sighed in frustration, and lowered her arms weakly: Forget it, let's eat dumplings honestly.

It's fun here, and the scenery is good.

The situation in the distant palace is treacherous, as if foretelling what is about to happen, making it difficult for people to control.

Civil servants and military generals sat in a row, singing and dancing, and the emperor and his ministers were having fun together. Song Chen stood up, then knelt down and said: "Your Majesty, I was ordered by the emperor to visit the old lady a few days ago. Wu Laosi is eager to see the king, but he is old and weak. This time, the old man specifically told the minister to offer a picture of the mountains and rivers on New Year's Eve."

Wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, the ruler of a country felt tears in his eyes. The late emperor was busy with government affairs. Taifu Wu was by his side since he was a child. I haven’t seen him for a few years now. When I think of it at first, I still feel a little sad: "Hurry up!" Submit it quickly, and let me and Zhu Qing look at it together.

The picture scroll slowly opened, and to everyone's surprise, this map of mountains and rivers has no mountains and no water. Although the style of painting is novel and the workmanship is exquisite, it can only be regarded as a good realistic map of the city.

Seeing that everyone was puzzled, Song Chen explained: "The Grand Tutor ordered my ministers to say a few words to the Holy One: The foundation of the country lies in people, and the people's peace is the only way for the world to be settled. The image of the people's happiness in this picture is like It is the country that His Majesty wants to protect."

Emperor An raised his head and looked at the ministers firmly: "Father always taught me that the most feared thing in the court is internal and external chaos. That's the disaster of the country."