The heroine takes revenge on me, I am a sickly girl, I conquer the country and enjoy happiness

Lu Ningshuang bent her knees and went through all the formalities. Her face turned slightly red and she put on an arrogant attitude, saying with shame and annoyance:

"Since Second Uncle's guards are so powerful, how could he be kidnapped?"

The eldest brother and the younger brothers laughed at him without any scruples. Qin Zhenghong pretended to be angry and tapped Lu Ningshuang's forehead, putting on a sad look.

"You little mischievous kid, you actually learned to make fun of your uncle! You have no conscience, don't you know how much business your uncle has given up just to see you!"

Before he could even finish his words, he was scolded by his stinky little brother.

"Money is a bastard, you can't bring it with you when you are born and you can't take it with you when you die! And what about the Second Master of the Qin Family? It's you who don't have the ability to balance it well, and you still want to put the blame on our little darling!

I'm telling you, have some shame!"

Qin Yushu had a big prejudice against his second brother. It was because he said that boys should be raised in poverty, which caused Qin Yushu to almost beg for food when he was studying abroad!

Who would believe that the third son of the Qin family was begging for food?

Qin Yushu rolled her eyes fiercely in front of Qin Zhenghong, then took her little niece to the side and muttered.

"Don't worry about the unplucked rooster! Good boy, let's exchange poems. You are well-known as the most talented woman in Fengdu!

As expected of a descendant of our Qin family, he is born with literary talent!"

Lu Ningshuang then remembered her title of the most talented woman in Fengdu. In order not to spoil the fun, she picked and chose two poems that were more suitable for a lady in the boudoir.

"The chill is chilly in the small building, and the morning gloom is as gloomy as the end of autumn. The light smoke and flowing water make the painting screen quiet.

The flying flowers are as light as dreams, and the endless rain is as fine as sorrow. The precious curtains are hung with small silver hooks. ” (Huanxisha, by Qin Guan)

"The drizzle and the slanting wind make the morning chilly, the light smoke and sparse willows are charming on the sunny beach. As the Huai River flows into the Luo River, the water becomes increasingly clear.

Snow foam and milk flowers float in the afternoon cup, and watercress and mugwort shoots are used in spring dishes. The best thing in the world is pure joy." ("Huanxisha" by Su Shi)

Throughout the ages, there are countless famous poems and masterpieces, but the immortal poets are too romantic and unrestrained, the saint poets are too realistic and depressing, and the ghost poets are too magnificent and strange...

She didn't dare throw it out.

When Qin Yushu heard about the excellent work, he was so excited that he clapped his hands in praise. He then asked Bai Zhi to prepare the four treasures of the study and stood in front of the desk, writing quickly.

Soon, two wonderful calligraphy works were born under his hands.

In order not to steal the limelight from Lu Ningshuang, he specially made a note in small print in the lower left corner: This was recorded from a casual conversation with my niece Shuang on the third day of the winter month in the twenty-second year of Tianyuan. Shuang is indeed a talented woman!

Qin Yushu raised his hand and threw the brush away, put one foot on the table, took out the small gold seal he carried with him from his waist, blew on it, and covered it hard.

Then he urged Lu Ningshuang to take out his seal and stamp it aside.

After examining it carefully, he still felt it was not enough, so he asked his two brothers to sign it as well.

"Wonderful! Wonderful! Wonderful!"

"With Xiaoguaiguai's talent plus my calligraphy, and the endorsement of the two wealth gods of the Qin family, these two calligraphy stickers must be worth a fortune! Hahahahahahahahahaha..."

Qin Zhixing and Qin Zhenghong couldn't bear to watch. How could they be so utilitarian? Did we give you less food or less clothes?

Third Master of the Qin Family, can’t you be more generous?

Qin Yushu: Second brother, you have the nerve to say that!

Qin Yushu flicked the paper with his fingers, and the precious snow-shadow paper made a crisp rustling sound, as if he couldn't let it go.

"I plan to hold a poetry gathering and invite all the famous scholars in Fengdu to come and admire these two masterpieces! Our daughter is beautiful, intelligent and talented!"

Although their original intention of coming to Fengdu was to see their little niece for the last time, isn't everything fine now?

Besides, when Qin Yushu came to Fengdu, the local literati and celebrities would definitely organize a party, one reason being to pay a visit to him, the leader of the Huaishui literary world, and the other being to exchange ideas.

Intellectuals look down on each other, this has been a truth since ancient times.

In this case, it would be better to initiate a literary gathering yourself and take the initiative into your own hands!

After thinking this through, Qin Zhixing and Qin Zhenghong did not interrupt their brother's interest, but instead strongly supported him.

"My elder brother and I will take care of the location, funding, and everything else. You must not bring shame to our Qin family!"

When asked if Lu Ningshuang wanted to go and see the excitement, she shook her head and smiled softly:

"Those who come here are all great literary figures and celebrities from all over the country. I'd better not disturb them as a junior who never leaves the house. Besides, ahem..."

She covered her lips with a handkerchief and started coughing uncontrollably.

The three of them immediately felt as if they were facing a formidable enemy, and they held out their big hands to protect their sick niece, fearing that she would faint.

"Don't be nervous, uncles. It's because it snowed recently."

The three of them breathed a sigh of relief.

Qin Zhixing said solemnly:

"It's really cold outside, Xiaoshuang is better off staying home."

Qin Zhenghong nodded and said:

"It's better not to go, it's better not to go, these so-called literati and celebrities are just a bunch of idle old men.

Drinking, reciting poems and looking at beauties, none of them are serious!

If those old guys bring their own dandies along, I'm worried that our little Shuangshuang will be bumped into by those ignorant people!"

In fact, he wanted to say that he visited prostitutes and gambled, but he was afraid of dirtying his niece's ears.

The second brother belittled the literati and even insulted his own family. Qin Yushu was very unconvinced and retorted back.

But in the end, he did not object to the decision to let his niece stay at home, obviously he was aware of the moral character of that group of people.

The essence of intellectuals is that they are just like that. The more romantic they are, the more outstanding they are. Don't think they are so noble! Even if there are some who keep themselves clean, they are rare!

The reasons why Qin Yushu became the leader of Huaishui literati were, firstly, his extraordinary talent, secondly, his handsomeness comparable to Pan An, and thirdly, he was rich and knew how to have fun.

The three elements are indispensable.

By the way, there is another very important point: you can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk!

After chatting for a while, the three of them couldn't stand the heat in the room anymore, so they made an excuse to leave.

When they went out, the three of them looked guilty and said that the new gifts were on the way, escorted by a cousin personally by water, and would not let their little niece be happy in vain.

In fact, Lu Ningshuang didn’t care whether there were gifts or not. She couldn’t eat much, and she had no appetite after taking medicine every day.

As for clothing, she always felt uncomfortable on weekdays, so she often stayed in her boudoir in comfortable pajamas.

I don't want to wear complicated dresses, I don't want to wear expensive jewelry, and I don't want to wear a pair of jingling pearl shoes because they make my feet tired.

She even wanted to take off the two bracelets on her wrists that had been worshipped in a Taoist temple and were used to suppress her fate.

Chenxiang Courtyard is a cage made of gold and jade, where her parents used to keep her fragile life, but the door was open.

After watching her three uncles leave, Lu Ningshuang walked slowly up to the embroidery tower. Her fingertips swept across the jiaoweiqin in the center of the hall, making a clear and melodious sound.

"Miss, your hand is injured and you can't play the piano for the time being."

Bai Zhi followed behind him and advised in a low voice.

The pearl curtain swayed, Lu Ningshuang walked through the moon-shaped door, leaned on the carved railing on the second floor, and looked at the magnificent Duke's Mansion.

This is a golden cage!