The Qing Dynasty's Mingyue's Heart of a Good King

At dusk, after Yan Lu stopped the brush, Ling Ziqing looked at the finished painting.She had no idea that such a perfect work could be made, and the main character in that painting was still herself.

When I saw the poem written on the side of the painting, I couldn't help being stunned, and murmured foolishly: "Dance for the king, sing a song. I promise you a promise, and I will remember it in my heart. I will never regret it." Title: Yan Lu .

Ling Ziqing stretched out her hand to touch those few lines of verse, her thoughts could not help but indulge.

Seeing her like this, Yan Lu couldn't help sighing that God was unfair: "I think this suits you very well"

"In just a few words, everything is expressed, I like it very much!" Ling Zi recited silently with deep affection but helplessly.

"I didn't expect Brother Yan to draw the master so well, and the writing is so appropriate?" The little elf looked at the painting and praised it!The owner under the plum blossom tree is really elegant and peerless, and the loving eyes of the owner holding her, how nice!

"I want to hang this painting in the cave in Meilin," Ling Ziqing said to Yan Lu.

"As long as Zi Qing likes it," Yan Lu agreed without hesitation.

"In the cave? Why? There are ice cellars inside, and no one will go in." The little elf pouted in confusion.

"It's just hanging in the stone room outside the entrance of the cave." Ling Ziqing explained with a chuckle: "Who will know what will happen after that?"

"Zi Qing...you"

"Second Senior Brother, it's almost evening. We have to prepare some rich dinners, because a friend will come with a gift!" Ling Ziqing interrupted him and said to him mysteriously.

"Is someone coming?" Yan Lu was puzzled.

"Hehe..." Ling Ziqing smiled sweetly: "You will know when the time comes, you and senior brother, senior uncle will not feel unfamiliar."

When it was time for dinner, someone was coming as Ling Ziqing said.Feeling the fluctuation of the enchantment, Ling Ziqing called six disciples to greet him at the intersection.

"Girl Ziqing, who is here?" Master Xun asked reluctantly.

Ling Ziqing drank the tea: "One will come with the most precious thing to complete a favor that Ziqing once promised."

Not long after, Fu Nian and the others saw Leng Qinglian in a red dress walking in. "Master Xun, the first master, the second master Yan, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"Master Leng" Yan Lu looked at the person in astonishment, this is the person Zi Qing mentioned...

Leng Qinglian smiled slightly, and said to the silent woman at the side: "Miss Ziqing, the owner of this village has come to fulfill the favor owed to you."

"Master Leng, thank you for your hard work." As soon as Ling Ziqing finished speaking, he saw six disciples come in carrying three wooden boxes.

"Third Master, we all brought these things in." Ziyou put down the box and said.

Ling Ziqing nodded slightly: "You go to eat first, and let all the disciples gather in the classroom later."

"Yes"

"This is..." Fu Nian and the others looked at the three wooden boxes, vaguely feeling that this would be something they valued.

Ling Ziqing got up and opened the wooden boxes one by one, and in an instant rows of neat bamboo slips appeared in their sight. "These Confucian classics were buried in a deep pit in the back mountain by the second senior brother and Zifang in advance."

"Now Master Leng is entrusted by me to dig it out and send it over."

Master Xun immediately got up and walked to the wooden box, stroking the bamboo slips with trembling hands: "Good! Good!"

"Fu Nian led the Confucianists to thank Master Leng." Fu Nian and Yan Lu both bowed to him respectfully.

"Don't worry, the owner of this villa is just to repay Miss Ziqing's favor." Leng Qinglian hurriedly stepped forward to help them up.