Chapter 29 Section 7. If you want to return the child, the child does not think about it

Before the frost and fog cleared, a black car rattled out of the Canggu River, passed Handan, and headed north. Three days later, at sunset, the black car returned to Canggu River.Xue Gong, who was busy in the world, whispered to Lu Buwei who was meeting at the valley entrance: "Mr. Zhuo has only one sentence: but follow Zhaoer's heart!" Lu Buwei let out a long cry, and ordered Ximen's boss to buy wine to wash Xue Gong's dust, and he came in a hurry Cross courtyard guest apartment. For three days, Mr. Mao has been staring at the guest apartment, inseparable from Ying Yiren.According to Princess Xue Zhang, Ying Yi is infatuated, so let him "drunk" for a few days, and it would be best to let him wake up after everything is settled.Lu Buwei held another view, thinking that Ying Yiren's anomaly this time was very different from when Hu Yanglin first heard Qin Zheng. He was infatuated but his mind was not disturbed. Hidden dangers; in addition, Zhuo Zhao and Zhao Ji were both on the spot, and Ying Yiren couldn't afford to be "drunk", so it's hard to explain to such two women, especially Zhuo Zhao is very affectionate and sexual, if he yells out of nowhere, it will cause chaos.After hearing this, Mr. Mao nodded again and again: "Hey, Mr. Lu has far-reaching plans. I wait for the old brother to just talk about the matter! Mr. Lu's heart, I understand it, and I just leave this kid to the old man." It was also Mr. Mao's whimsical idea. It's done vividly and without any trace——I was exercising in the forest in the early morning, and I accidentally "bumped into" a strange person walking alone, and took the initiative to talk about Qin Ge's banquet yesterday, and Ying Yiren's spirit grew!Mao Gong clamored to be a teacher, asking Ying Yiren to teach him Qin Ge.Qin Ge sang three or five songs, and there was a distant Qin Zheng on the top of the mountain who was easy-going.Ying Yiren's heart throbbed, and he suddenly stopped talking!Mao Gong laughed, and Dian Dian'er climbed to the top of the mountain, and invited Zhuo Zhao, who was playing the zither by himself, to play the zither, and he and Ying Yiren took turns singing together.Zhuo Zhao was very happy, but when Mr. Mao spoke, she laughed so hard that she wanted to win someone else to fly the kite.In this way, the two of them took turns flying the zither, sometimes checking each other's notes, and Mao Gong's funny singing was mixed together, which was actually very enjoyable.In the early morning of the next day when the frost and mist were still in the air, Ying Yiren came to invite Mao Gong to learn songs in the forest. Mao Gong was so happy that he danced and sang Qin's song in a strange way. .

For three days like this, Mao Gong got so carried away with this pair of infatuated singers that Zhuo Zhao never came to cling to Lu Buwei once.However, Lu Buwei was worried. Seeing that this long-term plan was about to get stuck on such a joint, it was really difficult to make a decision.In terms of Xiongjie's plans, it's really not appropriate to disturb one's mind with a woman's affairs.If it was an ordinary woman, Lu Buwei would definitely give it to Ying Yiren without hesitation.However, Zhuo Zhao is not such a woman who can give away without hesitation.Not to mention that I really love Zhuo Zhao, even if I promise to get married in front of Duke Zhuo Yuan, who is famous all over the world, I shouldn't make a decision without authorization.Moreover, Zhuo Zhao is capricious and naive, Lu Buwei is really not sure whether this little girl can see this wandering boy well?After all, Zhuo Zhao is not a commoner woman, but the kind of woman who doesn't care about the idle king and grandson at all.But considering this difficulty, Lu Buwei had a plan after hearing Ying Yiren's confession for the first time: he secretly bought a beautiful and talented woman with a lot of money, and held a grand wedding ceremony for Ying Yiren, so as to secure this sudden heart. Awaken the turbulent heart of lust.Who knew that she could buy Zhao Ji and prepare a meticulous banquet, but she never expected the sudden turmoil!At the banquet, although Lu Buwei tried his best to maintain the graceful smile that the host should have, there was already a sad sigh in his heart-whatever is human is what heaven is!Life should be like this, what can I do?It wasn't until Xue Gong persuaded "it's too late to stop now", that he became horrified and determined to properly handle this embarrassing and difficult son-daughter matter, determined not to let it ruin the half-way conspiracy!Considering that it was difficult for him to speak to the old man Zhuo Yuan, he asked Mr. Xue to act as this subtle lobbyist.During the three days when Xue Gong went back and forth to Tianzhuozhuang, Lu Buwei felt as if he was sitting on pins and needles.He has already prepared for the worst: if Zhuo Yuan insists on not agreeing with this matter, he can only open up with Ying Yiren and try his best to persuade him to accept Zhao Ji; if Ying Yiren insists on not accepting Zhao Ji, Or even going mad with infatuation, he will just be born and live in seclusion, never returning to the business trip!Now, the old man Zhuo Yuan is so open-minded, the only remaining difficulty is to face Zhuo Zhao directly.

Thinking of those eyes rippling with deep affection, Lu Buwei felt inexplicably sad. "Hehe, it's just in time!" Mao Gong stood on the mountain road outside the guest house, pointed his bamboo stick to the hillside, and pulled Lu Buwei into the dense Populus euphratica forest.Before Lu Buwei could open his mouth, Mao Gong muttered in a low voice, and then he laughed out loud. "Brother is sure?" "Hey, nine out of ten are sure!" "Just say it?" "Just say it!" Lu Buwei let out a long sigh, remained silent for a long time, bowed deeply to Lord Mao, then turned and left.

When it was time to light the lamp, Zhuo Zhao, who was in high spirits, floated into the study like a ball of flames: "Brother Buwei, I'll come too!" Under the bright bronze figurine lamp, Lu Buwei was slowly writing something on a bamboo slip, bowed his head in agreement, raised his hand to arrange the bamboo slip, then turned around and said with a smile: "Sister Zhao is here, sit down and talk." Sit down!" Zhuo Zhao smiled brightly, came over and picked up some neatly arranged bamboo slips from the case, "I'm not a scribe, what do you write all day long? Let me see." Then he wandered around and read, "Tiansheng Human beings cause greed, greed leads to desire, desire has affection, and affection has restraint. A sage practices rituals to stop desire, so he only acts on his desire... Oh! Like an old master, he still talks about lust!"

"Is lust inappropriate?" Lu Buwei smiled faintly. "It's just too rigid, like Confucius and Meng, no one is swaying!" "Everyone has a root, which can neither be cut off nor surpassed, just let it go." "Brother Buwei," Zhuo Zhao frowned slightly and sighed, "I don't understand why the closer you get to you, the more unfamiliar you become? The you I admire is not like this." "What you admire is just an illusion in your heart." "Brother Buwei!" Zhuo Zhao said coquettishly, and suddenly threw himself into Lu Buwei's arms, wrapping his bare arms around his neck and kissing him passionately.Lu Buwei was like a stone sculpture, neither dodging nor responding, Ren Zhuo Zhao embraced and kissed eagerly.Gradually, Zhuo Zhao let go of his hands, looked at the indifferent Lu Buwei, stood up suddenly, covered his face and cried.

"Sister Zhao, don't lie to me anymore." Lu Buwei sighed and smiled lightly, "The initial twilight is over, it's just an illusory rainbow. We've been together for a long time, and you think I'm pedantic and stubborn, and my love is indifferent. I think you Self-willed, unbearable and exhausting, it distracted me too much. In fairness, you and I both feel that the other party has a fly in the ointment, but we can't change each other. My indifference is not enough to comfort your heart. Your willfulness is hot , so that I can't concentrate on my work. It is true that if there are no accidents, these shortcomings may not be difficult to make up for. However, such an infatuated person actually appeared today. He regards love as his first life, and he does not hesitate to abandon the future king He is a high-ranking man, but he only wants to know the one he loves all his life. Hu Yanglin's qin zither touched his heartstrings, and he sang songs day and night, planting the foundation of love in his heart. Desire to live and die, even if Buwei is difficult to do, who can remain indifferent?" Seeing that Zhuo Zhao just looked at him quietly, Lu Buwei also stood up from the case, his voice was a little hoarse and trembling, "Sister Zhao Linghui, since There is a person similar to you, who is as passionate as you are, as congenial as you are, and a bosom friend! Why do you and I need to stick to a word of promise to maintain this hopeless lack of change? He is to you, not to mention the great future of noble blood, what is more important is that he takes love for you as the foundation of his life. Without you, his life will shrink and die! Frankly speaking, this kind of love, Lu Buwei It will never be possible. I can be your friend and your elder brother, but if I dare not, I can't be the lover and husband who gave his whole life for you!" With a long gasp, Lu Buwei felt relieved.

"Who is that person?" Zhuo Zhao's eyes kept changing like colorful clouds. "Master Qin, Ying Yiren." "Understood!" Zhuo Zhao's face was filled with a rare teasing smile, "I am a gift you gave him. If he lives with passion, your road to power will be more accessible. Is it?" "Gift?" Lu Buwei sneered coldly, "Is Lu Buwei qualified to give away the granddaughter of Lord Zhuo Yuan, a heroic businessman in the world, as a gift? With all due respect, if Ying Yiren is not so fierce, Zhaomei is not for Ying Yi." Human beings are so fierce and tempting, how dare Buwei violate the conscience of heaven and earth!"

"Me? Be tempted by it?" Zhuo Zhao giggled. "Sister Zhao forgot that Buwei is a businessman and has a weighing instrument in his heart." Lu Buwei is not without humor. "That's right. He has strength!" Zhuo Zhao giggled again: "But you, don't you think you're cowardly?" "Time is fate!" Lu Buwei sighed, "Buwei is successful in everything, but he is defeated by a word of love. At least, in the word of love, Lu Buwei has never been a hero." "This is 'the sage cultivates festivals to stop his desires, so he only acts on his feelings'?"

"..." "You, don't you feel the cold in your heart?" "Whether it's cold or not, it depends on the person." Lu Buwei shook his head and smiled, "In life, there are very few failed marriages, and many have failed achievements." "Well said!" Zhuo Zhao gave a cold glance, "I'll answer my lord after I go back to my grandfather." "Mr. Xue made a special trip back to Tianzhuo Village. The elder father has something to say: but follow Zhao'er's heart." "..." Zhuo Zhao choked up with his back on his back, and went like the wind.

Lu Buwei's face was pale, he was about to fall, he tried his best to support the sword stand beside him, closed his eyes and focused his attention, he finally didn't pass out from dizziness, he opened his eyes after a long time, only to see Mao Gong shaking his snow-white head and looking at him, laughing non-stop.Lu Buwei panted heavily and said, "Old brother, can you laugh?" Mr. Mao helped Lu Buwei enter the desk, poured another cup of herbal tea and put it on the desk, then sat cross-legged across the table and said with a smile: "Brother My brother is happy to get my mind out of chaos!" Lu Buwei shook his head and sighed dumbly: "Setting things right? It's so hard!" Mao Gong suddenly slapped the table and sternly shouted: "Lu Buwei! You have to repent!" Lu Buwei was suddenly surprised and shook his head vigorously. Awakened: "Old brother, do I want to repent?" Mao Gong stared at Lu Buwei with piercing eyes: "Hey, I only have one sentence: don't change the writing, the more you draw, the darker it is. You decide for yourself, I will go!" Get up The bamboo stick will go away at one point.

"Brother, stop!" Lu Buwei grabbed Mao Gong, "Look, I'm fine." "Hey, okay? You just say, what's the most important thing now?" "The stranger Zhuo Zhao got married." "Of course! The night is long and there are many dreams, the sooner the better." Lu Buwei thought about it: "Old brother is right, but there are many things involved here, and careful planning is required." "Hehe, the old man knows." Mao Gong beat the bamboo stick, "Your so-called relationship, firstly, how to balance between Zhuo Zhao and Zhao Ji? Second, how to explain this matter to the old Zhuo Yuan? That is to say, how to take care of yourself. Zhuo's face? Right or wrong?" "It's not about decency, it's about the safety of the whole family!" Lu Buwei lowered his voice, "The old brother thought, Qin and Zhao are deeply enmity, if Zhao Guo knows that the Zhuo family has a daughter who is the son and grandson of Qin, how can he let it go?" "Hey, the old man has a clever plan to keep you safe." "Come on! Sit down and talk about it." "Hey, there are many air leaks in the study, so go to the top of the mountain." Mao Gongdu stomped his bamboo stick, and pulled Lu Buwei out of the study to the back mountain.The wind was clear and the moon was cold, and the mountains and forests were still. The two whispered until the fog began to clear at four o'clock. In the early morning of the next day, a fast horse flew out of Canggu River and headed straight for Handan.That night, Lord Xinling led thirty famous guests, and Lord Pingyuan Mao Sui brought thirty famous guests to Canggu River to congratulate the housewarming.It was a long-night banquet at Yecang Guxi. During the banquet, Lu Buwei invited the gifted younger sister Zhao Ji to present singing and dancing music to cheer up the four celebrities, who praised Zhao Ji as "three outstanding talents in singing, dancing and music, and her talent is unparalleled in the world"!Ying Yiren, the son of Qin State, proposed piously on the spot, and swore generously in public: "But my wife, Zhao daughter, will be a Zhao person for the rest of my life! If you fail to promise, you will die with a short life!" Excited, Lu Buwei generously agreed, and promised to be married within one month. The two got married.All the celebrities and guests in the audience praised and congratulated Ying Yiren and Zhao Ji to grow old together.Three days later, Ying Yiren, accompanied by Xue Gong, returned to Handan in a mighty way with two groups of famous men, guests, high chariots and horses.Lu Buwei sent him out of the valley for ten miles before returning to the village. Within ten days, the news spread that the son of Qin Guozhi was determined to marry Zhao's daughter, and the talented Zhao Ji's reputation became so great that it became a good story in Handan for a while.Celebrities living in Zhao Kingdom also visited Ying Yiren's mansion one after another to congratulate, Lord Xinling and Lord Pingyuan also sent rich gifts.Ying Yiren was in a radiant state of radiance, and he was so busy that he couldn't keep up with seeing and seeing each other every day.All kinds of news spread to Canggu River, and Mao Gong was so happy that he danced and shouted for God's will, so he urged Lu Buwei to finish the matter as soon as possible.Lu Buwei originally wanted to deal with this matter in the beginning of spring, but Mao Gong shook his head again and again: "A new chapter begins in the beginning of spring. This matter is a conclusion, and we can't survive the winter!" Finally, Lu Buwei set the day of seeing off his relatives in Dahan. Waking up in the morning, the bright and cold sunlight fills the valley, the Populus euphratica forest is full of golden red, and the courtyards are desolate.Lu Buwei came out of the study on the hillside, stood on the high stone steps and stared at the courtyard. His face, which had been filled with spring breeze for decades, suddenly became old. Deep wrinkles were carved on his temples and cheeks, adding a bit of vicissitudes grim. The old boss Ximen came in a hurry: "Sir, the wedding carriages and horses have arrived at Taniguchi." "Inform Mr. Mao, please wait a moment, and I will invite Miss Zhao Ji." Lu Buwei ordered in a low voice, and walked down the mountain to Zhuo Zhao's Kuayuan guest apartment. The guest apartment is located in a very sheltered small mountain in the southwest of the study, facing the mountain spring and stream, surrounded by Populus euphratica on all sides, the empty valley is secluded, warm as spring, it was originally an excellent place to receive guests.Since the conversation in the study that day, Zhuo Zhao has lived in the guest apartment by himself, never came out once, let alone met Lu Buwei.All the things that Zhuo Zhao needs to know are all that Mr. Mao went into the guest apartment to talk about.And every time Mr. Mao reported back, he said that Miss Zhuozhao understood the righteousness and understands things well, so you can rest assured.Lu Buwei was worried, and wanted to talk to Zhuo Zhao again several times, but was persuaded by Mao Gong to go back.According to Princess Mao Zhang, Lu Buwei doesn't need to show up today, just follow his arrangement.However, when Mr. Ximen reported, Lu Buwei couldn't bear it any longer - no matter what, he would personally send Zhuo Zhao away! "Crack, crack, crack." The soft knock on the door was very clear in the quiet valley. The courtyard was silent, and the heavy wooden door with iron nails slid open gently. Two maids came out carrying an incense table, and another two maids came out carrying the qin zither. Moved.There was a slight sound of footsteps, and Lu Buwei's heart couldn't help trembling—Zhuo Zhao came, wearing a long white dress, a red cloak, high hair, walking slowly, beautiful like a fairy, cold like a snow mountain!She walked to the incense table that had been set up, took the two burning incense sticks from the maid, and knelt down to the north with a deep bow: "Grandpa, father, I bid farewell today." He was about to bow down, but he clenched his teeth tightly and finally stood up straight. "On the day of farewell, I will sing a song for you." Zhuo Zhao got up, bowed deeply to Lu Buwei, turned back and walked to Qin Zheng's case, and sat down calmly and dignifiedly.All of a sudden, the Qin Zheng jingled up, and the mountains and plains resonated, empty and distant: Following the cold singing, Lu Buwei's heart was overwhelmed, and all kinds of scenes after Zhuo Zhao met him flew before his eyes, and finally he let out a muffled groan, and fell heavily on the cold bluestone strip in the hall.Zhuo Zhao was not surprised at all, and slowly got up and walked away.When Lord Mao arrived after hearing the news, Lu Buwei was being hugged by a woman in a red skirt and fed hot soup. He couldn't help being surprised: "Zhao Ji, how did you come out? Go back!" "I'm Zhuo Zhao, but what do I have to do with Zhao Ji?" The woman in the red skirt smiled teasingly. "Hey, that's odd! You don't hate him?" "I love him! I am willing to be a bull or a horse." The woman in the red skirt picked up Lu Buwei and strode away. "It's God's will!" Mr. Mao couldn't help laughing out loud as he beat the bamboo stick.