Li Lingyu sympathizes with these poor women. Women in this family are very good. Women are always the hardest in this world.
She reached out and patted Xiao Liu’s shoulder to coax her into saying, "It’s okay. This family will be fine with me."
Xiaoliu’s crying is getting worse and worse. Can’t she cry and sob?
When she cried enough, she was embarrassed to whisper, "I’m a disgrace to you."
Li Lingyu stared at her and said calmly, "You can cry if you are not ashamed, happy or sad. If you have any difficulties, just let me know."
Xiaoliu’s face looked fresh when she went out, as if she had a spirit.
Li Lingyu began to brush the background color and stayed at home for a whole afternoon, waiting for dinner in the evening. With the mutton soup, although it was a little fishy, it somehow saw the meat.
Taojiang saw that she didn’t touch the mutton soup and said, "Lang Jun, I’ll cook fish soup for you."
Li Lingyu pinched her face and smiled and said, "Remember to write when you eat well."
She stayed at home for a few days, Afu went out to the stone alley house and received a box of good paper and pens from the little girl. She never thought that Pei Yu’s fellow would make a fortune.
This painting of hers is very casual. From the perspective of the veranda, she looks at the corner of the garden and plays with a few little girls in the room.
Xiaojing and nobody’s interest
Chapter 9 Li Shang
Li Lingyu stopped going to Song Yanguang’s house after selling the painting. First, Song Yanguang was really busy. Second, she didn’t really ask for advice. She avoided Song Yanguang twice and stopped asking.
Yuan Zhaozong went to Song Yanguang’s house every day to ask for knowledge. When he came back here every day, he sent her some copies of his own work. Yuan Zhaozong came to see her sitting on the porch early that day and asked, "Why aren’t you busy today?"
Li Lingyu Zheng looked up at the dragonfly "You came back early today"
Yuan Zhaozong: "I came back first when Mr. Wang came. It seems that something has happened."
Li Lingyu looked away at Ah Fu and Ah Zhu, two transplanted flowers, and casually asked, "What happened?"
Yuan Zhaozong whispered to him carefully, "I actually didn’t know when I went out, but I heard the man say that St. reprimanded Tai Dian …"
Li Lingyu straightened up and asked seriously, "Is that man thin and needs to wear a beaded waist with a piece of dragon jade?"
Yuan Zhaozong recalled a moment of uncertainty and said, "It’s really thin, and I have to wear beads with my hands. I didn’t see clearly that there is really a dragon jade around my waist."
That’s King Taiyuan.
I didn’t expect you to write it in Jiangzhou case after all.
Pei Yu threatened him only because he was afraid that he would vote for Wang Yi in Taiyuan. Wang Yi in Taiyuan and Wang Liu in Chen were very close because their mothers were both from Cao Jia, the queen mother.
The Emperor Tai and the Empress Dowager lived in Bei Gong for several years and almost disappeared.
Pei’s family is Taiyue’s family, and naturally supports his wife to sweep the road ahead.
No wonder the Jiangzhou case was secretive and there was no news.
Li Lingyu went over it in his mind and felt that the variables were too great. No matter who Shengbao was, there would be a top jar, and people would severely punish him or not.
Li Shang is even dangerous, and even the Li family is hard to protect.
Yuan Zhaozong saw that she was fascinated by the flowers and asked, "Sir, let me ask you if you have had any trouble recently?"
Yuan Zhaozong didn’t have the nerve to say that your foundation is too poor. I’m worried about you, so Mr. Wang will be the title.
Li Lingyu wanted to be a little frustrated. "I’ll visit Mr. with you tomorrow."
The next morning, he arrived at Mr. Wang’s house with his new copywriter and Yuan Zhaozong. It happened that Mr. Song was not here. Yuan Zhaozong was a good baby sitting in his room and reading and writing articles. The housekeeper at home said that Mr. Wang would be back at noon.
She is strange and doesn’t like Yuan Zhaozong, who can read quietly and pick up the table.
Song Yanguang’s comments on the title page indicate that the army is fighting for the boat.
Li Lingyu suddenly started up in a cold sweat and didn’t even hear Yuan Zhaozong calling her.
She didn’t dare to stay any longer and leave the old housekeeper in a hurry, almost fleeing.
She neglected a problem. Song Yanguang is a politician. He knows too well how to make the most favorable choice in the dispute. Maybe that sentence was written by him, or it was specially reserved for someone to read.
If the Jiangzhou case is too ambiguous and cut off the tail to survive, it may not be a good choice. People involved in the case will not be able to stay alive.
When she got home, she let the peach and ginger wrap the picture and sent Jong Li to Peiyu. Now she is a nobody, so no one can offend her.
Just as she was bumping around like a fly, Fang Conghui invited her to have a look at a new painting.
She didn’t hesitate to take the gift and immediately went to live in yannian from Hui’s family, Simon and wealth.
The grand and spacious housekeeper of the mansion led him to his courtyard. He was talking with several people about the painting. When he saw her coming, Gao Xinghe and other people introduced, "This is my little friend Dan Qing’s very accomplished painting, but I borrowed it from Song Wenshu to satisfy my craving. This painting is really exquisite."
Li Lingyu looked at the painting and could see that Fang Conghui really liked it. Several people present here also liked it very much. They were more surprised, amazed and curious. After all, this is a kind of painting that is different from the traditional technique, but all of you here are romantic figures, silk and bamboo singers, accompanied by drinking and simply literati.
One of the short bearded people said, "wang qian, Taiyuan, has also won a good painting at the banquet in Yuanhui Temple a few days ago, and everyone who has seen it is amazed."
Fang Conghui smiled and said, "I wonder if I am lucky enough to get one."
Say that finish smiled at Li Lingyu.
Li Lingyu said in his heart, "Why are you so special?" Is this daring to beg for shame?
She lowered her eyes and didn’t answer the phone. She never insisted.
Speaking of famous paintings, everyone here is talking about learning, and it is also remarkable here. Only when it comes to the court, one of them has been silent. A famous person said, "I heard that Bei Gong is sick."
Fang Conghui simply said, "You can’t talk nonsense about this." The topic was just passing by, and no one was in court again.
Like a mascot, Li Lingyu just listened and didn’t interrupt until the farewell parties said, "I heard that Wang Taiyuan got a painting from Uncle Wen. I didn’t know that Xiaoyou should come to me since he wanted to sell it!"
Li Lingyu listened in distress situation, but thought for a moment before saying, "I dare not deceive my father. I took my family to several places and dared not ask more about Jiangzhou case for fear of disaster. Now I dare not ask others to protect my family from handmaiden when the dust settles."