A scholar becomes a landlord

"Isn't it?"

The queen didn't know much about the Supreme Emperor, and she had never met Mr. Wei, only heard something from her husband, so she didn't know the two of them well, and naturally she didn't know that such a thing was very possible for them.

"Very much."

Ruiqi nodded, his husband and father are invincible together, and they often scolded him all over his head.Obviously he is the emperor now, and the two of them trained him like a child.But Rui Qi was not annoyed, because he knew that the other party was training him because he cared about him. If he didn't care about him, Mr. Wei wouldn't even bother to waste paper and pen to reply to his letter.

The queen is pregnant with a child for six or seven months, and she will give birth at the end of the year. Fortunately, the cold winter is better than the midsummer, otherwise confinement will be miserable. Not being able to wash your hair and take a bath for a month is like rotten bad smell.

"Then the emperor has to tell Da'er well, it's not that we hate him, but that he can't bear the position of the crown prince of this country." The queen burst into tears as she spoke, it was all because of their parents.

He is obviously the eldest son, but he was raised by his parents and couldn't be the crown prince. It's their fault.

Eleven or twelve-year-olds were sensitive, and their parents gave up on him, which made him not think too much.

"Oh~ I see. I didn't understand Father's decision before, but now I understand how embarrassing it was for him to make such a decision." Ruiqi didn't know the truth about his going to Li Village in the past, but after knowing it, he felt a little pimple in his heart. The father and the emperor are sorry for the mother.

But it was only now that he realized that the Supreme Emperor had made such a decision after careful consideration. Even if he was resented by him and hated by his dead wife, he still had to make such a decision for the sake of Daqing.

"Zile, look."

Xia Juan put the letter written by Xin Ruiqi to Wei Le.

"Huh? Haha, it's interesting to apologize to you."

After a few clicks, he read the contents of the letter and returned the letter to him.

"No, I really didn't expect him to write a letter to apologize to me. Please forgive him for his complaints and dissatisfaction."

Xia Jue put away the letter. He wanted to take the letter underground and show it to Niang Xian. It wasn't that he really hated the third child, but that he had to prepare it with both hands under the circumstances.

"Isn't this good? There is no barrier between you father and son and you should be closer."

Wei Le poured tea for him. Apart from the villa, the mountain is very lively recently.Every day, people in Li Village acted as if they were having a happy event, and they entertained their relatives and friends everywhere. For their sake, the Li clan produced four talented people.

"Yeah, he can finally understand my painstaking efforts."

Now the third child is facing the same situation as he was at that time. The eldest son of the third child is not as lucky as him, so he can be sent to a friend to reform himself. In addition, his personality is too soft, and he is really unbearable to be the prince of the country.

Although the third child was pedantic back then, his character was not weak, so Wei Le could use it after he straightened him out.

"That's all right, you can laugh if you want! In July, you will stay with me up the mountain for a few days. The scenery on the mountain is more beautiful than that on the bottom."

Wei Le didn't go up the mountain last year. Grandpa didn't say he couldn't go up the mountain today, so he had to go up the mountain to chant sutras as usual.It happened that Xia Ju was tired of staying at home, and asked him to go up the mountain to eat vegetarian food with him for a month. Didn't he call it hot every day, and the mountain was definitely not hot.

"...Can I not go?"

Xia Jue really wanted to refuse, the food he ate was light enough now, and he had to be vegetarian when he went to the mountains, so he couldn't live on.

"No."

Wei Le rejected him bluntly, then you take a walk with me now, and I will accompany you to live in the mountains.

Xia Jue stood up and moved his hands and feet, Zhao An waited carefully, Xia Jue and the hidden guard hid in the dark to protect him, watching their master take Mr. Wei for a walk on the tree-lined avenue.

When Wei Le built Zhuangzi, he considered that there was a section of road up and down the mountain, so he built a tree-lined road.He remembered that he used to study in middle school, and there was such a tree-lined avenue in the school. In summer, when they were students in physical education class, they liked to hide under the tree to rest.

There are stone tables, benches and other objects on the boulevard at intervals for people to rest. Wei Le and Xia Jue, dressed as literati, take a walk on the boulevard.

Now Wei Le's summer resort is well-known. Every year, many rich families come here to escape the summer heat. Many people regret not grabbing the yard because they moved too slowly.There are new tenants every year, and this year there happens to be such a tenant.They had never met Wei Le and the others, everything was negotiated with Butler Xiao Jin.So now when I see two literati, one old and one young, walking on the boulevard, I think they are the master and son of some tenant.

"Daddy."

A girl sitting on a soft sedan saw Wei Le, and suddenly asked the bearer to stop the sedan chair, and called out to her father who was riding beside him.

"Wei'er, why are you called Daddy?"

The owner of this family loves his daughters very much. He got a daughter when he was over forty years old. The first two sons have already married. Even the grandchildren are older than this youngest daughter. They are the result of his old wife and old mussels, so he loves her very much. pity.But as his daughter grew older, he began to worry.

"Do you know that son's father?"

The girl was raised very delicately by her family, and because she secretly read the storybooks of talented men and beautiful women, she usually went out to see many men, but it was rare to see one who could compare to Wei Le who talked with the old man under the tree.Among other things, after Wei Le tidied up and dressed up, he held a folding fan in his hand, adding a bit of elegance, which really bluffed many people, and the young girl was one of them.

"Huh? I didn't know each other before, Wei'er, wait for Daddy, and wait for Daddy to get to know him."

The girl's father is also knowledgeable, and his family background is also very good, otherwise he would not be able to afford the money to rent a house in Wei Le's summer resort.So at first sight Bu Wei Le's temperament and appearance attracted him, and he felt that this man could match his daughter.The second time I saw the clothes on his body, although they were just ordinary styles, but the material was a good material that they had never seen in the county. It was said that the dignitaries in the capital used this material to make clothes in summer.

The girl let the sedan chair down, and sat on the soft bridge surrounded by white gauze, waiting for her father's news.Which girl is not pregnant, she is 14 years old this year, and the family is looking after her, who knows that Wei Le fell in love with her when she went out today.

She is not afraid of marrying, but if she can marry someone she likes, she is willing.

And Wei Le never imagined that he was just walking with Xia Jue, and was hit by a peach blossom.

"You sent my book to Xiaosan to the capital, and you have to pay me for a few new ones."

Wei Le and Xia Jue were talking under a locust tree, and there was refreshments brought by Xiao Han on the table. At first, the two only chatted about some gossip, but somehow it got involved in the book, which reminded Wei Le of his own Xia Jue secretly asked Xia Zhengyang to steal the book about water conservancy that he had just finished reading and sent it to his son because he had written annotations on it.

"Okay, I'll ask him to bring you as much as you want."

Xia Juan agreed without saying a word, but he could still afford to pay for a few books.

"Okay, as long as I haven't read it, I'll give it to you. I'll write you a list later. It's the books I've read. You can take care of the list and pick up the ones I haven't read to pay for it."

Wei Le loves to read books, although he has money to sell books now, but he always feels that the books outside are limited, and many of them are read by himself, so he put his idea on Xia Ju and his son.

It just so happened that Xia Juan gave him this opportunity. If he didn't take the opportunity to ask for more books, how could he be worthy of his reputation of being stingy.

"No problem, I'll ask the third child to get you some orphan copies, and I'll make sure you haven't read them all."

Xia Jue nodded briskly. Anyway, his family has no shortage of books. The court prints many new books every year. He can just ask the third child to send a batch. Adding a few more copies will definitely satisfy Zi Le.

"Okay, let's do it like this!" Wei Le didn't expect much from the new book, but was very interested in the few rare copies.

At the beginning, Weihou Mansion also had a lot of orphan copies, but they were all confiscated by Xia Jue, and it is unknown where they are now.The original owner has always been very envious of those orphan copies of the Wei family and wanted to take a look at them, but unfortunately the Wei family didn't count on him, and his aunt was in charge of the family, so he couldn't take a look at the orphan copies until his death, which is a rare regret in the original owner's heart!

Wei Le understood the regret of the original owner, so he couldn't help but look forward to it when Xia Jue said it was an orphan.No matter what the content is, he thinks it's worth it to have a look at the so-called rare treasures.

However, Wei Le did not intend to keep these orphan copies. His family knows his family affairs, he has no descendants, and he does not need to pass it on. He will send it back to Ruiqi later. big.

As for his own disciples, Wei Le intends to copy a copy for them to keep. Although it is not the original, he copied it himself. I believe they will not dislike his husband's notes.

"Two gentlemen, I'm sorry to bother you."

While the two were talking, a man in his 40s and 50s came towards them, and Zhao An's hand hidden under the wide sleeve robe was quietly moving in the palm of his hand.

The other party's whereabouts were unknown, Wei Le and Xia Juan also raised their vigilance, as did Xia Zhengyang and others who were hiding in the dark.

"This is the old gentleman, what's the matter with you?"

Since he knew he was bothering him and still came to bother him, the other party was really interesting.

Wei Le and Xia Juan didn't get up from the beginning to the end, and the other party was a little dissatisfied.But he is only white, and the clothes they are wearing are the styles that people with fame and fame can wear. In ancient times, people were very particular about clothes.Today, the two of them don't go out in civilian clothes, but in robes that can only be worn by literati, and the material is the best material only in the capital, and the trace of dissatisfaction in the other party's heart quickly disappeared.

Among other things, the material and the jade pendant on his body are worth a few hundred taels.

"I just passed by and saw the two gentlemen enjoying themselves under the tree. I was envious and admired the two gentlemen's demeanor. I wanted to make friends with the two gentlemen. I don't know if I can allow it?"

The two didn't ask him to sit down, and the other party couldn't sit down either, so they could only clasp their hands and tell the reason for their visit.

"Hahaha, that's how it is." Wei Le covered his face with a white fan and smiled, but unfortunately the smile didn't reach his eyes.From time to time, this man glanced at the clothes on them, presumably he was evaluating the identities of the two of them, and he expressed that he could not get close to this kind of people who made friends based on their identities.

"Sir, is this Yun?"

From the beginning to the end, only this young man was talking, and the other old gentleman was holding a teacup and sipping gently without saying a word.He has no objection to this, because he has only one goal, and that is this young man.