frightfiction Chapter 236 Lan Qiyan's calligraphy
Chapter 236 Lan Qiyan's calligraphy
"Dad, what are you doing? You look at me like a fool."
"Look at your mother."
"Hey, what is my mother doing? I'll go see her too."
Yu Zi'an held Yu Xiu's neck and said, "Don't bother your mother."
"Dad, I'm already so old, why are you putting me down? I'm a fourth-rank official, but you're carrying me like a chicken. I don't want to lose face."
"No."
"Dad, you're really not a good dad."
"Well, you are not a good son either. Go work in the fields."
The father and son quarreled all the way, and the people in the fields watched the fun while they worked.
They were especially grateful to General Yu and Madam Lan, because they had saved themselves and their families from slavery and the fate of being beaten to death or overworked to death.
Although the climate here is harsh and the land is barren, after arriving here they have houses to live in and land to farm, and their children can pass the imperial examinations and become officials in the court.
Thinking of this, they became full of energy. The most important thing was that Master Xiaoyu lived and ate with them every day, taught them how to use new farming tools, and learned methods to prevent and fix sand, which made them flattered.
Not only that, they are also constantly increasing soil fertility and optimizing planting methods, which makes them full of hope for the future.
So everyone worked very hard and was very enthusiastic.
Only Yumian was worried about the daily flow of water. The crops have not been harvested yet, and the people here are temporarily provided with food by the government, which costs an average of 110 taels of silver every day.
When Lan Qiyan came back, Yumian was so worried that his hair stood on end.
"What kind of problem has this person encountered that could make our Old Five so embarrassed?"
"Mom, I'm short of money."
"I'm short of money. Have I used up all the money I brought?"
"It's all gone, Mom, why don't you ask my dad for some?"
"Yes, how can I not want it?"
"Then how do I ask for it?"
"Search the property. There are only a few salt managers in the south. Who doesn't have hair on his body? A few hairs should be enough."
"Okay, Mom, you write it."
"No problem. Today, I will show you what a calligraphy master is."
Yumian's face was full of question marks, "Mom, when did you start practicing calligraphy?"
"When you and your father were killing enemies on the battlefield, mom was cultivating herself at home." Speaking of cultivating herself, how are her male best friends?
They were obviously redeemed from the brothel so that they could live a normal life, but a few of them said that they had been forced to learn the skills to please customers since they were young, and they no longer had the courage or idea to live a normal life.
That's why she opened Happy House. It may look like a gangster or low-class place, but actually it has everything including singing, playing chess, calligraphy, painting, playing musical instruments, etc., except those dirty things.
I don’t know if those guys missed her after I left Beijing.
"Mom, what are you thinking about?" Yumian said to Lan Qiyan who was slow to write.
Lan Qiyan sighed, "My mother is planning something."
The corner of Yumian's mouth twitched, "Mom, are you ready?"
"immediately."
After an incense stick of time, Yumian looked at the black lumps of all sizes, heights, weights and bodies, and was slightly confused. It was only about 99%.
"Mother, is this what you mean by self-cultivation?"
"This pen is too difficult to use. It's not my style. But can you please give me your opinion on my calligraphy?"
"Mother, you really put in a lot of effort. Most people really can't write like this. Look, one stroke makes it a devil, two strokes make it turbid, and three strokes make it a mess. This letter is strong and powerful, airtight, ambushed on all sides, and makes people fascinated and their eyes go black."
"Well, you are worthy of being my son. You are so talented in writing. I suddenly feel like writing a poem."
After another stick of incense had passed, Yumian was about to fall down.
Yu Zian and Yu Xiu came in cursing, and Yu Mian quickly pulled them over, "Dad, second brother, come with me to appreciate the good stuff."
Lan Qiyan held a piece of paper and said, "Yu Zian, take a look. Read it and see if it rhymes."
Yu Zian widened his eyes. Where are the words?
What rhymes?
"Dad, Mom wrote a poem. Take a look at the calligraphy and see if it's particularly beautiful."
Yu Zi'an nodded, "Indeed, my Yan'er is talented. Look at what your mother wrote. From a distance, there are words on the paper, but when you look closely, there is no trace. The scent of ink lingers around your nose, and the spirit of calligraphy is revealed."
Yumian clapped his hands and praised, "Dad, what you said is very good."
Yu Zian breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that this would pass.
Yu Xiu gulped down a pot of water before coming over. "What is that? Let me see."
Yu Zian handed him the paper and said, "Son, come and admire it. Your fifth brother and I also want to take a look at the defense map."
Yu Xiu took it with a puzzled look in his eyes, "What is this? It's even stained black from wiping your butt."
As soon as he finished speaking, a cold wind suddenly blew.
Suddenly, dark clouds gathered, and in an instant there were lightning and thunder, mixed with strange screams.
Yumian sighed, "Okay, we've passed this level, Dad, we're out of money."
"Looking for your mother."
"My mother has no money either."
"Look for your real father."
"Okay, then you tell me and I'll write it."
"Chu Huai, I am writing to you. The military expenses in the Northern Frontier are urgent. Please send a few people who are in charge of the salt and jade roads. We urgently need 200,000 taels of silver. Don't be angry. In two years, I will return you a green and beautiful Northern Frontier."
Yumian raised his head in disbelief, "Dad, you are amazing, how come what my mom said is the same."
Yu Zian raised his head proudly, "Your mother and I have a tacit understanding. You won't understand even if I tell you. This is the highest realm of husband and wife."
Yumian curled his lips. Dad was really stubborn. Didn’t he overhear it?
Half a month later, Chu Huai saw this letter from home.
He was so angry that he ate an extra bowl of rice. This Lan Qiyan actually started to order him around.
But what can be done?
Of the couple, one was in charge of an army of 200,000, and the other held important agricultural technology.
Those were both his death doors, one could kill him, the other could starve him to death.
It’s so unfair just thinking about it.
No, go find Yu'er for comfort.
Half an hour later, Shen Yuge, who was having a meal, wanted to rebel right away and cried so loudly that it was unbearable.
"Can you please stop crying? It affects my appetite."
"Look, look at the couple ordering me around."
"Humph, this world was conquered by others, and you just sit back and enjoy the fruits of their labor. What's wrong with them giving you orders?"
"But where do I put my face?"
Shen Yuge sighed, "Zi'an and his men are guarding the four directions, and General Xie is guarding the capital. One is busy with his wife, and the other is busy chasing his wife. What else do you have to worry about?"
"Well, what you said does make sense. They don't have the skills to be an emperor."
"Yes, they don't. This is what you are best at. Everyone should do their job and be your emperor."
"Yu'er, I'll sleep at your place today."
"You're not going to accompany your Defei anymore?"
"Yu'er, are you jealous?"
Shen Yuge stared at him for a while, then suddenly laughed, "Do you want me to be jealous or does the emperor want me to be jealous?"
With just this one sentence, Chu Huai understood that he had hurt her heart after all. However, he was the emperor and it was impossible for him to be with her forever. "Alas, Yuge, you have to understand me."
Shen Yuge bowed deeply and said, "I obey your order."