Married Thrice to Salted Fish

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, a side branch of the Lu family, Nan'anhou's half-brother dragged his family and rushed from Lin'an to the capital. The two brothers have not seen each other for decades since they separated. Regardless of the relationship between the brothers, the effort on the scene is still to be done.

For this Mid-Autumn Festival, the Hou Mansion was busy up and down, and only the two masters of the Blue Wind Pavilion could be idle. Young Master doesn't care about these chores, and Young Master Hou hasn't been well since he entered the autumn. Before he could walk two steps down the ground, but now he can't do without a wheelchair, and he has to be pushed by others wherever he goes.

Lu's side branch handed a message in advance, telling them the time of arrival at their house. When the hour was almost the same, Lin Qingyu and Pan greeted the guests at the entrance of the Hou Mansion together with Nan Anhou. From a distance, they saw five or six luxurious carriages slowly approaching.

Lin'an is a land of wealth, and the Lu family is one of the best in Lin'an. The head is Nan'anhou's eldest brother, Lu Wancheng's uncle. After the two brothers met, they exchanged a polite greeting, with far more gifts than kisses, and entered the house together. Lin Qingyu followed behind with uninteresting interest, and a man with a good appearance stepped forward to talk to him: "This must be Lin Shaojun?"

Lin Qingyu did not answer, and Pan on the side said: "Young Master, this is Master Hou's nephew, Master Xiao Hou's cousin."

"In Xia Lu Baishuo, the sixth child in the family, Lin Shaojun can call me Lu Laoliu if he doesn't dislike it." The man smiled gracefully, "My aunt is well, thanks to my aunt for remembering me."

This Lu Baishuo was a little too natural, and Lin Qingyu didn't have the desire to get acquainted with such people.

"Why don't you remember?" Pan said with a smile, "Young Master, Young Master Six came to Beijing to do business every year, and stayed in the residence for three months. He has a very good relationship with Young Master."

This person and Lu Wancheng originally had such a relationship.

Lin Qingyu had a vague idea, and nodded to greet Lu Baishuo. Lu Baishuo asked, "Is Wan Cheng's sickness better? I came to Beijing this time and brought a lot of supplements that I had obtained for a lot of money. I hope I can help."

Lin Qingyu said, "If you have nothing to do with the Six Young Masters, you can follow me to visit him in the Blue Wind Pavilion."

Lu Baishuo said: "It's so good."

The servants of the Hou Mansion were busy moving things and taking the guests to the guest rooms to settle down. After Lu Baishuo settled down, he directly followed Lin Qingyu to the Blue Wind Pavilion. Before entering the house, Lin Qingyu said, "I want to ask Master Six to do me a favor."

Lu Baishuo said politely: "But Lin Shaojun said it's okay."

Lu Wancheng was in good spirits for the past few days, but in order to hide from the guests, he insisted that he was ill again. I thought I could stay far away from those messy relatives, but Lin Qingyu never expected Lin Qingyu to lead people to the door.

"Master Xiaohou, your fifth brother came to see you."

Lu Wancheng put away the inattentive tunes he had usually done, and put on the manners of a noble son. He was about to call out "Fifth Brother". Seeing that the expression of the person next to Lin Qingyu was uncomfortable, he turned to think of something, his face appeared. Smile: "Madam, you don't want to blame me, this is the fifth brother, obviously the sixth brother."

Lin Qingyu's eyes narrowed slightly, and his face was lightly said: "Is that right? I was wrong."

Lu Baishuo heaved a sigh of relief and laughed loudly: "I'll just say, anyway, I borrowed in Blue Wind Pavilion for March last year. If Chen Cheng forgets me so quickly, it would be too unconscionable."

Lu Wancheng glanced at Lin Qingyu deliberately, and said, "Sixth brother, don't worry, if you turn to ashes, I also recognize you."

These cousins ​​are all talkative, you chat with each other, and you can't see the slightest difference.

But this did not fully convince Lin Qingyu. Lu Wancheng never left any flaws in front of others. Only when he was with his own would he unguardedly mention his past events. Lu Wancheng didn't want to say, he just waited. I'm really impatient to wait, and it's not too late to coerce and lure.

The two happily spoke homely for a while, and then they heard the excitement outside. Hualu came in to report, saying that the relatives who had come today had all come to the Blue Wind Pavilion, and said that they had come to visit the sick.

Lin Qingyu can see their careful thoughts clearly. These people are undoubtedly rushing to the family property of the Hou Mansion. The visit to the sick is false, and the delivery of the child is true. Lu Wancheng married a male wife, and because of her frail body, she couldn't take a concubine. He was destined to have no children. If you can adopt your youngest son to Lu Wancheng's lineage, you will naturally benefit from it in the future.

Hearing the noise of children in the yard, Lu Wancheng suddenly got two big heads and raised his hand to help his forehead: "Qingyu, my head suddenly feels dizzy, and I will leave the hospitality..."

Lin Qingyu pretended not to hear it. Sometimes it is a pleasure to watch the salted fish being forced to support the ribs: "Please come in."

Lu Wancheng: "..."

Many people came this time, including Lu Wancheng's cousin, cousin and nephew. Lu Wancheng has a lot of seniority in the Lu family, and some people even want to call him grandpa. These people sat in the front hall full, with Lin Qingyu and Lu Wancheng sitting in the main seats separately. Lin Qingyu drank tea on his own, not speaking unless necessary, and made up his mind to make someone "diligently" once.

Lin Qingyu watched coldly, and Lu Wancheng had to bite the bullet and treat the guests. Although a hundred are not happy, but he really wants him to do it, and he can do things without leaking, and he can't pick out the slightest ignorance. It's like a scene where the host and the host are enjoying themselves.

"I heard that the Qingdai Pavilion still refuses to come out to see people?"

"It's the continuation of the string that caused such a scandal, so naturally there is no face to see people again."

"It is said that there is a knife on the head, the ancients don't deceive me..."

Looking at Lu Wancheng, Lin Qingyu smiled at the corner of his mouth, and the impatience in his eyes was almost impossible to hide or hide. Suddenly, he realized the fun of teasing salted fish.

Yue Mo was aware of his gaze, Lu Wancheng looked back. In an instant, the impatience in his eyes turned into a breeze, and there was no trace of it.

One of Lu Wancheng's cousins ​​flattered, "I think Master Xiaohou looks very good. If you want to, he will be cured in a few days."

Lu Wancheng smiled and said, "Accept your good words."

"Once you are in good health, you should take care of your heirs. I wonder what you plan to do?"

It was the boss of the Lu family, Lu Baishuo's eldest brother. It was so obvious that Lu Baishuo couldn't help but frowned and reminded: "Brother, this is Xiaohouye's own business, let's not bother about it."

The boss of the Lu family didn't seem to have a good mind, and said: "This is the Lu family's business, and it is closely related to me. I ask what's wrong. I heard that Xiaohouye is ready to take a concubine?"

Lin Qingyu finally said the first sentence: "Where did you hear it."

The Lu family elder laughed and said: "Don't be surprised, Young Master, three wives and four concubines are normal. Although Xiao Hou Ye is ill, he is also a man, and he also has seven passions and six desires..."

Lu Wancheng spread his hands: "My body can have all the emotions and desires. Even if there is, they are all given to Qingyu." He turned his head to look for Lin Qingyu's gaze, and there seemed to be a stream of spring water in his eyes, "Qing. Yu is all my lust."

Lin Qingyu almost choked herself with a sip of tea—what's wrong with Lu Wancheng? !

Several people looked at each other, and then sighed:

"What am I talking about? Lin Shaojun is shocked and graceful. He looks like a heaven and man, and no one else can get into Wan Cheng's eyes."

"Three uncles and three aunts are deeply affectionate, and the piano and the serpent are harmonized. I really envy me waiting!"

"May Grandpa, Grandpa and Grandma be united forever, a hundred years of harmony..."

Lin Qingyu's forehead twitched. The instigator seemed to be guilty of conscience and did not dare to look at him, holding a tea cup to block his face, with a "I can't hear anything" appearance.

Lin Qingyu interrupted the cheap grandson's endless talk: "Master Xiaohou, it's time to drink medicine."

Everyone wanted to get close to the two of them, but as soon as they said this, they couldn't shamelessly continue to bother them, and they all got up and said goodbye.

When the guests left, without waiting for Lin Qingyu to say anything, Lu Wancheng first "hissed", folded his arms, and rubbed wildly: "Help, I'm so oily."

Lin Qingyu didn't know what "oil" meant, but after contacting the actual situation, he vaguely understood, and sincerely agreed: "Indeed."

In the evening, Nan'anhou hosted a banquet in the mansion to entertain everyone. Lu Wancheng didn't attend because of physical discomfort, and Lin Qingyu also stayed in Blue Wind Pavilion by taking care of him.

The evening clouds are exhausted, the moon is sparse, and the light is silent. On the stone table in the courtyard were moon cakes, water chestnut, dates and pomegranates, and a pot of sweet-scented osmanthus honey. However, whether it was moon cakes or honey wine, Lu Wancheng couldn't touch him, he could only watch the solution.

He looked at the mooncakes for a while, then cast his gaze to Lin Qingyu who was aside. Looking at beautiful women at night has a special flavor, with long hair like a waterfall, clothes like frost, and the moles of tears on the corners of the eyes look particularly moving in the moonlight. It's a pity that the beauty's eyebrows are dyed with gloom, and it seems that there is something on her mind.

The Mid-Autumn Festival's heart is nothing more than homesickness. Lu Wancheng said: "There are so many people in the mansion, which is annoyingly important. Why don't we stay in the Lin Mansion for a few days and come back when they leave?"

Lin Qingyu said, "The guest is at home, do you want to slip away as the host?"

"I have given them enough face today, enough is enough."

Lin Qingyu was noncommittal, holding the wine glass in her hand, looking down and asking: "How did you recognize Lu Baishuo?"

Lu Wancheng casually said: "Guess it. I remember that'I' is better than the sixth brother. Lu Baishuo was brought by you alone, and the relationship with'I' is definitely not simple. I guess he is the sixth brother-sure enough."

Lin Qingyu nodded, poured himself a cup of honey wine, and stopped questioning.

"Qingyu, this is the first Mid-Autumn Festival we spent together, and the last Mid-Autumn Festival." Lu Wancheng looked at the bright moon in the sky, smiling lightly, "Next year's Mid-Autumn Festival, will you... still remember me." "

Lin Qingyu raised his head and looked at the same jade plate with Lu Wancheng, and said, "Although you and I started with the fate of evil, I have accompanied you all the way. I have regarded you as a confidant and friend. A daughter is easy to find, but a confidant is hard to find. I …Will always remember Lu Wancheng."

Always remember... Lu Wancheng.

Lu Wancheng was silent for a long time, and suddenly said, "Last time at Changsheng Temple, you asked me if I have any other names, and I said no."

Lin Qingyu's hand tightened: "Yeah."

"I lied to you, I still have a name." Lu Wancheng's voice was deep, "I hope you can remember this name."

Lin Qingyu's eyes flashed, as if a little nervous. Lu Wancheng wanted to relax the atmosphere, so he started talking nonsense seriously: "My surname is Zhu and my name is Da Zhuang. You can call me "Bro Da Zhuang" besides calling me "Wan Cheng"."

Lin Qingyu lost her expression immediately and got up to leave.

If he doesn't change his mortal nature, he and this kind of people are seriously thinking about it.

Lu Wancheng smiled and stopped him: "Okay, okay, I won't tease you. Actually, my last name is Jiang, my name is..."

Before she finished speaking, Hualu interrupted the conversation between the two with an urgent shout: "Young Master and Young Master, there is someone in the palace!"