MTL - Rise From the Humble-Chapter 1798 aftertaste

  Chapter 1798 Aftertaste

   There was a bang at three o'clock, and it was past midnight.

   Zhu Mansion.

  The cold wind outside the room was piercing, but the room was warm as spring, and a few palace lanterns with dragons and phoenixes illuminated the room.

  Li Shu was wearing loose pajamas, sitting in front of the table, holding her cheeks, her pretty face was pink, her eyes were as tender as water, and there was a piece of letterhead on the table.

   "Nian Qing"

   I remember when I was young,

  I love to chat and you love to laugh.

  Sometimes under the peach tree side by side,

  The wind is in the forest and the birds are calling.

   somehow fell asleep,

  How many flowers fall in the dream.

  —Don't read, I'm safe. When the battle is over, I will hold hands with Qingqing to enjoy the snow, and we will share our heads.

"Miss, miss, it's already three o'clock. How many times have you read the letter sent by my uncle? You are not sleepy, and the young masters are too. Go to bed and rest." Qin'er said helplessly. persuaded.

   "No hurry, no hurry, let me read it again." Li Shu replied softly, holding her cheeks, not intending to go to bed.

   "My lady, you have said this six times if not ten times, are you Huaer?"

  Seeing this, Qin'er helplessly prolonged her voice, and lightly pushed Hua'er aside, asking her to follow suit.

   "Huaer?"

  Qin'er didn't respond when she saw Hua'er, she turned her head and found Hua'er standing beside her, she stretched her neck and looked fascinated, she couldn't help but cover her head.

   Pushing Hua'er a little harder, Hua'er came back to his senses, "Ah, ah, what's the matter, Qin'er?"

   "What's the matter, it's midnight now, and the lady is still awake, how can the body cope with it?" Qin'er said helplessly.

   "Huh? It's so late, it's already three o'clock, it's time to rest, miss, miss, go to bed quickly, and watch it tomorrow."

   Hua'er realized that it was already so late in the middle of the night, and hurriedly persuaded Li Shu to go to bed.

   "For the last time, I'll go to bed after watching." Li Shu promised in a charming voice.

   "Miss, you have said this sentence at least three times..." Qin'er pierced through Li Shu's words with a helpless expression.

   "Good Qin'er, good painting, just this time." Li Shu blinked at Qin'er and Hua'er, her voice coquettish.

   "Miss, you must keep your word." Qin'er was defeated by Li Shu's invincible eyes.

   "Of course." Li Shu promised again and again.

"Miss, my uncle wrote this poem. I still remember the scene at that time. At that time, my uncle was still a cowherd boy. In the peach forest by the river in the village, my uncle herded the cows, and the lady herded the horses. The lady asked me to go back to my house. I picked up the horsewhip, and when I came back, I saw my uncle and young lady sitting side by side under the peach tree, falling asleep...At that time, I felt that my uncle and young lady were like fairy boys and fairies in New Year pictures, but I never thought that my uncle still remembered it now."

  Hua'er looked at it, whispered, and suddenly realized, as if Columbus had discovered the New World, and exclaimed, "Oh, I see, so my uncle has liked Miss since then."

  Li Shu dug Hua'er with beautiful eyes, and said shyly, "What are you talking about, so small, how can you know what love is."

"Miss, my uncle is not an ordinary person. My uncle is the number one scholar, and he is the star of Wenqu. My uncle won the first prize before he was weak. He is obviously a few years younger than me, but he often made fun of me when he was a child. Tell us about it on purpose. Ghost story, I was so scared that my lady and I hugged each other and screamed. I was given a kit with the words 'It's snowing today', and asked me to take it apart on a snowy day. After I took it apart, I thought my uncle could pinch it for a while what?"

  Hua'er shook her head, and said proudly, Baozi's face was shining when talking about childhood.

  Qin'er was speechless for a moment, she was played around by her uncle when she was a child, is it worthy of your pride?

   "Also, miss, miss, do you still remember the story called "The Legend of Bird Shooting Heroes" that my uncle told us when we were young?" Hua'er recalled an incident when she was a child, and said excitedly.

   "Idiot, what is "The Legend of Bird Shooting Heroes", that is "The Legend of the Condor Heroes." Li Shu rolled her cute eyes.

   "Hey, it's been a few years, and I can't remember the name." Hua'er scratched her head hey.

   "Okay, what do you want to say when you mention this story?" Seeing Hua'er like this, Li Shu reminded with a smile.

   "Oh, this story tells the story of the simple and honest boy Guo Jing and Huang Rong falling in love with each other. My uncle knew how to tell stories at that time, and he must know how to talk about love. Otherwise, how could he tell."

   Baozi's little maid, Hua'er, said plausibly, the more she talked, the more she felt that she had discovered the truth of the matter.

Li Shu couldn't help but chuckled, "He also told us "Zhu Xian" by Yu Jian Feixian. Could he still be Yu Jian Fei Xian? He also talked about "Looking for Qin Ji". Could it be that he also told us "Xian Qin Ji" from hundreds of years later? Did you come here?"

  After Hua'er heard this, she suddenly froze, as if she was.

  However, in the next second, Hua'er became energetic again, "Miss, miss, do you still remember when we were young, when we were fighting for water between Shanghe Village and Xiahe Village, my uncle won the bet, teased us, and said he wanted us."

   "He wants us to sing for him and dance for him." Li Shu said, recalling the past, her pretty face blushed, and she spat in her heart, silently and coquettishly, "He's a bad guy"

  What song is that?

  I want to have a home, there is her in the house, during the day, at night, at night. What a bad person.

  If it wasn’t, if it wasn’t. I don’t know how many times I’ve been lied to by him. He’s really a bad guy. He had bad intentions towards me when I was a child.

   No wonder I still remember sitting side by side under the peach blossom forest when I was a child, I thought I was the only one who remembered

   What a bad person. He obviously liked himself since he was a child, but he didn't show it, and let himself do so many designs

   What a bad, bad, bad.

   "Miss, miss, it's alright, let's go to bed. It's really too late, if you don't go to bed, the young masters will protest." Qin'er couldn't help but urge Li Shu to go to bed again.

   "Okay, okay, help me to burn a few incense sticks to the gods and Buddhas, bless brother Zhu to be safe, and let's go to bed and settle down."

  Li Shu finally reluctantly collected all the letter papers carefully, and kept them in the dowry as if they were treasures, and there were several letter papers inside.

   "Ah?! Miss, didn't the incense offering just before dinner?" Qin'er looked at her lady distressedly.

   "It's not surprising that there are many people who are polite, but it's not surprising that there are many gods in Xiangduo." Li Shu insisted.

Qin'er and Hua'er had no choice but to help Li Shu to the house where the gods were enshrined. There are statues of Mazu.

  Those who didn’t know thought it was the Immortal Exhibition Room.

  Li Shu also ignored her body, knelt down in front of every pious deity to pray and burn incense, and no one would be left behind.

   It was at least half an hour after the incense was burnt, no wonder Qin'er dissuaded her just now with a distressed expression on her face.

  (end of this chapter)