A Journey Through the Worlds of Film and Television.

Chapter 890 A Belated Birthday Gift

Jia Mu and others chatted with Lu Cheng for a while and showed some concern for Lu Cheng's life. However, there was not much to talk about, so the old lady used the excuse of being tired and asked Yuanyang to take Lu Cheng around the Rongguo Mansion.

After Lu Cheng left Rongqing Hall, Grandmother Jia immediately called Daiyu over and said, "Yu'er, you and Cheng'er haven't seen each other for a few months, right? Do you miss him every day?"

Daiyu lowered her head shyly when she heard this: "Grandma, why are you teasing me too?"

"I'm not teasing you. I just want you to meet him so that my dear grandson won't fall in love with him. Well, I'll let Yuanyang take him around, and you follow Zijuan and wait in the garden in front. You can also have a few private words. But don't talk too much, or you'll miss dinner."

Daiyu was delighted when she heard this: "Well, I'll go now."

Seeing Daiyu leave happily, Grandmother Jia couldn't help but laugh: "This girl, it's too late to keep her when she grows up."

Wang Xifeng immediately responded, "Sister Lin is so lucky to have found a man who is both talented and handsome. Naturally, she must think about him all the time and think about him every day. When the Second Master came back just now, I heard him say that recently many matchmakers have come to propose marriages, and many wealthy businessmen want to give their daughters to the No. 1 Scholar as concubines."

Upon hearing this, the old lady immediately took it seriously: "Is this true? Go and call Lian'er over."

Soon, Jia Lian was brought to Rongqing Hall. When he heard the old lady's question, he immediately told her everything he had seen and heard recently.

After hearing this, the old lady waved her hand and asked Jia Lian to leave first. Then she looked at Wang Xifeng and said, "Feng girl, you are more familiar with Yu'er. You should have seen Xiangling next to Cheng'er, right?"

Wang Xifeng nodded: "Indeed, I have seen her. The girl is very pretty. Judging from her clothes, she doesn't look like an ordinary maid. She should be considered as Sister Lin's concubine. I heard Sister Lin say before that Xiangling was rescued by Lu Cheng himself."

The old lady hesitated for a moment before speaking, "This Cheng has become famous at a young age, and he is also full of vigor and vitality. I don't know if Xiangling can be trusted. Yu'er is still young. If Cheng marries a merchant's daughter, I'm afraid the courtyard will be in turmoil in two or three years if Yu'er marries her."

"Grandfather, do you want to pick one or two reliable maids from the room to take care of Cheng Ge'er?"

The old lady nodded and said, "We usually send him some food and daily necessities, which is nothing. If we can send a reliable maid to serve him all the time, he will always remember our kindness."

"The old ancestor is right. The girl you have trained is no worse than those young ladies from small families. But, who is the old ancestor going to choose?"

"Don't rush this matter. I need to talk to Yu'er about it later. Although Yu'er is young, she has a positive mind."

"The ancestors are really thoughtful."

On the other side, in a garden pavilion of Duke Rong’s Mansion.

When Yuanyang brought Lu Cheng here, Zijuan also happened to bring Daiyu here.

Afterwards, Yuanyang and Zijuan left tacitly and stood guard at the gate of the garden.

"Junior sister."

"Senior brother."

The little girl, who was still ignorant about love, played more and more with her sisters on weekdays, and ripples gradually appeared in her heart, and she had many girlish thoughts.

They had grown up together in the Lin residence for several years, and now they had been separated for several months. When they met again, Sister Lin was also a little excited. She wanted to go forward, but because of her shyness as a girl, she hesitated, her two little hands tangled together, and the handkerchief in her hands was almost torn.

Lu Cheng walked over openly, stretched out his hand to hold Lin Daiyu's hand, walked to the pavilion and sat down: "Come, let me feel your pulse and see if you have been practicing well recently."

Suddenly her hand was grabbed, and Lin Daiyu's face turned slightly red, but she still let Lu Cheng pull her and sat down.

"I...I practice every day and never slack off."

"Well, it seems that the performance is not bad and deserves praise."

"Humph, I'm not a child anymore. I don't want your praise."

"There is a reward." As he said that, Lu Cheng casually pulled out a scroll from his sleeve and handed it to Daiyu.

When Daiyu unfolded it, she saw that the painting was of a girl leaning against the window, holding a scroll and looking out of the window. It was obviously herself.

Daiyu immediately smiled happily: "When did you draw this?"

"I just drew it these past two days. When you celebrated your birthday, I was busy with the imperial examination and had no time to accompany you. Now that everything is done, I will make it up to you."

Daiyu was even happier when she heard this. She lowered her head and looked at the scroll in her hand carefully. The more she looked at it, the more she liked it. "I never thought that my senior brother's painting skills were so good. How come he painted so well?"

"If you like, from now on, I will draw a picture for you every birthday. After the pictures are finished, we will frame them and treasure them. When we are old in the future, we can take out these pictures and recall what we look like now."

Upon hearing this, Daiyu looked at the painting in her hand in a daze. She couldn't help thinking about the future scenes in her mind, thinking about the two of them growing old together. Somehow, her nose suddenly felt sore.

Afterwards, Daiyu hurriedly and carefully rolled up the scroll in her hand, fearing that the crystal liquid sliding down from the corners of her eyes would wet the scroll in her hand.

After putting away the painting, Daiyu raised her little fist and punched Lu Cheng on the chest: "You are almost there, I am almost there... No, I want to learn painting too. I want to paint a picture for you every year, and then put our portraits together and save them one by one."

"Okay, okay, you learn it too."

At the garden gate not far away, Yuanyang and Zijuan looked back from time to time, looking at the picturesque couple in the pavilion, with indescribable envy in their hearts.

After talking for a while, Lu Cheng took out a copy of the calligraphy and handed it to Daiyu: "This is the copy of the Lanting Preface that I copied. It contains some artistic conception of practicing boxing. You can take it back first. You can read it more often and copy it. It will be very helpful for your future practice."

Daiyu took it, took a look at it, and then put it away carefully.

With Lu Cheng's calligraphy at the level of a "calligraphy saint", combined with the practice method of "Eight Sections of Brocade for Inner Strength", the calligraphy he wrote contains the most exquisite spirit of martial arts. Frequent viewing and copying can hone one's spiritual will.

Daiyu had been standing in the stance for five years and practicing martial arts for two years. Her body had been built up, and coupled with her natural intelligence, she was now able to access things at a deeper level.

Afterwards, Lu Cheng asked Daiyu to perform a set of Baguazhang, gave her some pointers, and then let her continue practicing.

Seeing that it was getting dark, Yuanyang came over to remind her in time: "Miss Lin, it's time for dinner in the backyard. Don't miss it."

Upon hearing this, Daiyu was reluctant but had no choice but to leave with Zijuan.

Afterwards, Yuanyang also took Lu Cheng to the front yard, where they had a meal with Jia Zheng and others before leaving the Jia Mansion.

In the backyard of Rongguo Mansion, after dinner, when everyone had left, Grandmother Jia asked Daiyu to stay alone: ​​"Yu'er, you should rest with me tonight and talk to your grandmother..."