Chapter 51 Breaking the Levee

Xifeng Pavilion.

Fu Wen came and served tea.

The young man wearing new clothes looks particularly different today.

No matter how stupid Fu Wen is, he still knows that the part of the young master that eludes him is closely related to this girl.

But what exactly is that?

What he was thinking, his young master had no time to guess.

Instead, Qin Tian asked his brother, "Did brother use that herb-scented ink? I smell it."

She said and sniffed her nose.

The way she sniffs is just like her silly rabbit.

Qin Shen looked at her with a smile, "It's a good piece of ink."

Qin Tian said naturally, "I asked Chunzhen to find it for me. She must have gone to her elder brother. Brother Li has done things safely. This piece of ink cannot be wrong."

He also praised Li Weizhen.

Qin Shen did not answer, but lowered his head and took a sip of tea.

Qin Tian seemed to notice his subtle changes, but Qin Shen changed the topic away from Li Weizhen before she could speak.

"You've been practicing calligraphy lately? Are you making any progress?"

The little girl has indeed spent a lot of time on the word "Lin" recently. When she said yes, Qin Shen got up and walked to the desk.

"Come here, write a few words and let me see."

I heard that she has been spending a lot of time on Linzi recently. Yesterday, he asked Lian Zhou to repost his old Linzi posts and bring them back to her.

But when he asked her to write, she shook her head.

"I won't write."

"Why?"

"I haven't practiced yet. The words I write now will definitely make my brother laugh."

Qin Shen was already laughing and said.

"I won't laugh at you, come here and write."

He raised his hand and waved to her gently, and Qin Tian reluctantly walked over.

His writing desk was a bit high, and Qin Tian was not used to it, but he came here, so he picked up the pen and wrote a casual sentence.

Her handwriting is not too crooked, but because she has neglected to practice before, her writing is not smooth enough. The frame structure is like a house without a solid foundation, floating and flickering.

That's all, but when he was writing the last stroke, Qin Tian was not used to the height of his calligraphy. The tip of his pen trembled, and with the last stroke, he made a strange arc, like a man's raised eyebrows in the Western Regions.

beard.

Qin Shen couldn't help but chuckle.

This kind of embarrassing thing is comparable to the ink stain she dropped on Wei Yunche in his first class.

Qin Tian put down her pen in embarrassment and looked at the brother-in-law who had promised not to laugh at her.

"Brother, why don't you keep your words?"

She pointed to the desk, "It's because the desk is too high. My arms are neither high nor too low. That's why"

Qin Tian couldn't talk any more, so his brother-in-law nodded seriously.

"I see."

He said, "If I had known earlier, I should have asked Lian Zhou to bring a small stool and let Tian Tian stand on it and write."

He spoke seriously, and Qin Tian was stunned for a moment before she could hear the underlying meaning from the smile that almost overflowed from his eyes.

She became anxious, "Brother, why are you still kidding me around the corner?"

If she continued to laugh, the little girl would be angry. Qin Shen's eyes fell on her slightly swollen cheeks, and her heart also swelled a bit.

"Okay, okay, it's not my fault."

After saying that, he called her and returned to the hall, asking Lian Zhou to change the tea again.

Then he said seriously to the little girl, "Practicing calligraphy is not something you can do in a day. You just need to practice diligently in your free time."

He thought of her husband who was taking calligraphy lessons at school and asked.

"It must be Mr. Mu. When he was still in good health, he gave me several lessons. Mr. Mu's character was praised by even the mountain chief, but he was a little stricter with his students."

When he said this, he thought of something and looked at the little girl.

".Did I reprimand you?"

The character Qin Tian will definitely not bring any good results from Mr. Mu.

She didn't answer, but Qin Shen knew it, and the look on her face revealed a hint of love and pity without even realizing it.

However, Mr. Mu no longer gave them calligraphy lessons.

Qin Tian said, "Mr. Mu is not in good health and is recuperating at home. A few days ago, another gentleman came to take this class."

Qin Shen was surprised, "Which gentleman has changed now?"

Qin Tiangang wanted to tell him that the gentleman he was replacing now was Wei Yunce, the eldest son of Jinkehui Yuan Wei.

However, before he could speak, Fu Wen's urgent voice sounded outside.

"Sir, there is an emergency over there in Yanzhou!"

Yanzhou had the loudest objection, and Qin Tian certainly knew that. She also knew that most of Qin Shen's private soldiers were there.

This was an urgent matter. Qin Tian stood up and said, "Brother, something is urgent. Do you want me to stay away?"

"No need."

Seeing him raise his hand to stop her, Qin Tian calmed down and called Fu Wen in directly.

"What happened?"

Fu Wen's face turned pale. It was the first time Qin Tian saw Fu Wen's face look so ugly.

He reported back.

"Last night, Mr. Sun's students Qi Ji and Yin Zi were arrested by people sent by Xing Landong. They had no evidence to prove that the two rebelled, so they tortured them severely. Yin Zi would rather die than surrender and angered Lou Chuntai, so he was beaten alive by Lou Chuntai

died!"

After saying this, it seemed that the entire Xifeng Pavilion fell silent.

Qin Tian has never met Qi Ji and Yin Zi, but when he heard these words, he could almost think of the scene at that time.

She couldn't help but feel cold all over, and looked towards her brother who was sitting at the top.

The gentleness on the young man's face just now disappeared. He pursed his thin lips with a cold face and said nothing.

But in the next breath, he slapped his palm on the tea table!

Under the ear-splitting sound, Qin Tian looked at the thick mahogany tea case, and a crack appeared on the side.

*

It was raining in Yinlin Village as if it had never stopped raining.

When everyone heard the news, a strong wind blew from the direction of the village entrance. The wind was carrying a strong smell of earth, which was as thrilling as someone's blood.

He's mind went blank for a moment.

She stared blankly at the entrance of the village.

Just a few days ago, she baked a basket of sugar cakes and a basket of sophora flower cakes, and took them on the road with them.

Before leaving, Yin Zi was still a little embarrassed and told her in a low voice.

"I was really ignorant at that time. In fact, I secretly ate the food prepared by Master's Wife for Sir three times, and Sir didn't even know about it. If Sir had complained about this matter in the past, it was all my fault. Don't take offense, Master's Wife."

As he spoke, his face turned red.

How could Mr. He be surprised?

Yin Zi's family background is not good, and his widowed mother raised him up. He is tall and strong, and his widowed mother earned money from a tea stall. How can he eat well?

Mrs. He waved her hand to him, "Then what do you want to eat? Next time, tell Mistress, and I will cook it for you later."

After hearing this, Yin Zi bowed to her.

"It's good that Master's Wife is not angry with the student. Next time, the student will treat Master's Wife to dinner!"

Such a lively young man, such a shy and sincere young man, such an ambitious young man who is just waiting for a gust of wind to spread his wings and fly high.

Now, it's gone.

He's tears suddenly fell down.
To be continued...