Ten thousand people suspect that the husband and wife are reborn

Why hasn't my husband come back yet?

This is the only place that sells books in the whole town, and Lu Ziqian has nowhere else to buy them even after the door is closed.

He stood at the door of the shop and looked at the direction everyone was running to, a little dazed, what kind of a saint would be who can make scholars so crazy.

The two fellow villagers didn't know what happened. They only saw that Lu Ziqian took all the books in his hands, and they just had to pay the money. The shop assistant and the boss hurriedly took back the books and closed the door, and followed the crowd. Ran.

They naturally don't know what scholars are after, "Where are they going? This battle seems to be a money grab. Otherwise, let's go and have a look. It's still early, maybe come back after watching the excitement, this book seller is The door is open."

The two of them encouraged, Lu Ziqian was also a little curious, and walked past the crowd.

They stopped in front of a house. Lu Ziqian was tall, so even if he stood behind, he could easily see the scene ahead.

I saw three carriages parked in front of the house, one of which was for people, and the remaining two were for luggage.

It seems that this Mr. Qin is not very rich, but he is admired by so many scholars, his status is not simple.

Two teenage students stood in front of Lu Ziqian, and they said excitedly, "Mr. Qin will come to our town, I thought the rumors were false."

"I feel like I'm dreaming. I heard that Mr. Qin became the teacher of the Holy Master when he was 17 years old. The Holy Master even awarded him the title of a first-rank bachelor, but he didn't want to be an official in the court. Instead, he traveled around the world and gave lectures everywhere. The six disciples under his name are all famous people."

"Mr. came to our town this time, probably for the purpose of wandering. In the eyes of Mr., fame, fortune and money are things outside the body, so naturally he will not dislike the remoteness of our town."

Lu Ziqian summed up Mr. Qin's life and past from the conversation between the two people in front.

Then he saw a 50-year-old man lift the curtain and slowly get out of the car.

Although the man was in his fifties, he didn't look old. He had an extraordinary demeanor, which was very different from the ordinary people around him.

Surrounded by so many people, he was still calm and calm, but he casually glanced at the crowd, and his eyes suddenly tightened.

Seeing this, the entourage who followed at the side asked Mr. Qin, "Is there something wrong?"

Mr. Qin waved his hand, whispered something to him, and entered the house.

Although Mr. Qin went in and closed the door, the crowd did not disperse. Some people said that if you were lucky at Mr.'s door, you might be able to come back from the exam next year.

Lu Ziqian laughed secretly, Mr. Qin himself didn't want to be an official in the court, wouldn't you be unable to be an official if you get involved?

He turned around to leave, but he caught a glimpse of a well-dressed person in charge coming out of the Qin residence and came in front of him, "Please stay, my husband is here to welcome you."

Lu Ziqian: "?"

Not only Lu Ziqian was full of question marks, but the other students who were watching were also shocked.

Although Lu Ziqian had an extraordinary demeanor, he still dressed like a villager, not at all like a scholar.

Just now when he was watching with him, he was dismissed by some scholars. Now that Mr. Qin actually let him in, he still invites him in, so he couldn't help but start to guess Mr. Qin's intentions.

"What did Mr. Qin ask him to go in for? I heard that the county magistrate invited Mr. Qin as a guest a few days ago, but Mr. Qin declined. What's so special about this young man?"

"What's special? Could it be that he is strong and strong? The husband's family lacks a servant and wants to ask him to work?"

"It makes sense to say that. It's impossible for Mr. to accept him as a disciple."

Lu Ziqian just noticed that Mr. Qin looked at him with a trace of surprise, as if he saw an acquaintance.

He is somewhat similar to his own mother, the last time Qian Yi recognized him through his appearance, he suspected that Mr. Qin had a relationship with his own mother.

Lu Ziqian signaled that there were two fellow villagers following behind him, and the steward invited the three of them in together.

It's just that the steward invited the two of them to the side hall for tea and snacks, while Lu Ziqian was brought to a pavilion in the yard.

Mr. Qin was sitting there, as if waiting for him specially.

Lu Ziqian: "Isn't it cold to sit outside and talk about things in winter?"

Mr. Qin raised the corner of his mouth, motioning for him to sit across from him, "You look very much like an old friend of mine."

"You know my mother?" Lu Ziqian got straight to the point, he didn't want to waste time on meaningless temptations, he had to go home early, and he didn't want Nan Qiqi to worry.

When Mr. Qin heard this, he lowered his head and laughed softly. It seems that their sage is still as stupid as ever, and he went back with a fake son.

The young man in front of him looked somewhat similar to her, but more like His Majesty, but His Majesty left his real son in the mountain village.

"What are you laughing at? Do you want to say that you are my real father?" Lu Ziqian asked him.

"Also?" Mr. Qin's tone was unhurried: "Who else has looked for you?"

"Qian Yi." Lu Ziqian said while watching the other person's expression. Mr. Qin is different from Qian Yi. As soon as Qian Yi met him, he was very anxious to recognize him as his son, but the person in front of him, although he was anxious to treat him I found it, but it was very cold.

"Him?" Mr. Qin laughed again, "He said yes, did you believe it?"

Lu Ziqian: "Having doubts."

Mr. Qin nodded, "You are very similar to her, not only in appearance, but also in talking and fun."

Lu Ziqian: "..." This person is usually so boring, is that interesting?

While the two of them were talking, a maid came over with two bowls, and just as the bowls were placed on the table, Lu Ziqian smelled a familiar smell, "This is milk tea?"

Lu Ziqian scooped it up with a spoon and found that there was still pudding in it. It was terrible.

Mr. Qin: "This is the recipe your mother gave me. I asked the cook at home to make it according to this recipe. You can recognize it, which means that you are really her child. How is your life now? Have you ever studied? "

"I didn't study." Lu Ziqian didn't tell the truth, but told the original owner's experience, and said that now he was going to buy books to study by himself.

Mr. Qin frowned when he heard that, "Although your mother was smart at the beginning, she didn't like reading. You will study with me from now on."

"Following you? Why? Are you really my own father?" Lu Ziqian had just heard about Mr. Qin's experience from outsiders, and he could see how noble this man was, so how could he teach him to read casually.

Mr. Qin said: "Your mother called me teacher."

Lu Ziqian asked Mr. Qin several times if he was his own father, but Mr. Qin changed the topic several times, the more he avoided, the more Lu Ziqian became suspicious.

Qian Yi didn't look like his own father at first glance, but when he mentioned Qian Yi and said it was his own father, Mr. Qin smiled, as if mocking, this reaction was obviously to say, he knew who was his real father.

Lu Ziqian raised his eyebrows, "You've seen it too, I don't have any money now, and I can't afford the tuition fees, so forget it."

It was the first time that Mr. Qin offered to teach people how to read, but he was rejected. If others would have been overjoyed, isn't he stupid?

"No need to pay." Mr. Qin said with a long face, but he didn't dare to be too cold, for fear of scaring Lu Ziqian away.

"That won't work. My family lives in the village, far away from here. I still have my adoptive mother and husband who want to take care of me. I can't leave them," Lu Ziqian said as he got up. My husband will worry about me."

His words made Mr. Qin stare angrily, "Stop."

……

Nan Qiqi was sewing clothes in the yard. In the morning, Lu Rulan gave him a piece of new material. The material felt suitable for making clothes for children, and the color was fresh.

Lu Rulan didn't say it clearly, and Nan Qiqi didn't refuse, Jie took the material and showed off flowers. He was going to make a child's bellyband, and put some patterns on the bellyband.

He rubbed his eyes and looked up at the sky, "It's getting late, why hasn't my husband come back yet? There won't be any delays, right?"