The rooms in the inn were still very good.
At least the whole room was very clean.
It was spotless.
Although the furnishings were not expensive,
They were still simple and unadorned.
Hua Rutai giggled and hugged the disgusted fat squirrel. She showed off the fat squirrel to the woman beside her.
The latter's eyes widened.
Looking at the squirrel who wanted to touch but didn't dare to, she smiled even more happily.
Xie Lige was meditating and naturally heard the sound behind him. He stood up and turned his head.
Seeing Hua Rutai smiling proudly, he didn't have any expression. If the two of them got together, they would play.
Every time, he would put on a show. He was already used to it.
Not to mention that if they didn't see each other for a long time, they would miss each other.
Thinking of Tanshu lying in his arms and asking about Hua Rutai's whereabouts from time to time, Xie Lige couldn't help but sigh.
"Rutai, who is this?"
Xie Lige's eyes stopped on the woman beside Hua Rutai. He had never seen her before.
His expression was a little puzzled.
The woman in the light yellow dress looked at Xie Lige with shock. Her eyes stayed on Xie Lige's young and handsome face for a long time.
She seemed to be a little confused as to why he was different from the dignified adoptive father her fiancé said. However, she quickly reacted and her expression was normal. When she heard Xie Lige's question, she smiled and bowed.
"I am Ye Pingqian. Nice to meet you, uncle." The woman bowed.
The whole process was smooth and pleasing to the eye.
Just based on this, Xie Lige concluded that the woman was definitely not from an ordinary family.
Xie Lige's expression softened a little.
He nodded, then turned to look at Hua Rutai. His expression became a lot colder in an instant. A pair of black eyes condescendingly looked at his disobedient adoptive son.
"What's going on?"
Hua Rutai's mouth was covered by Tanshu's little paw, so he couldn't speak clearly. However, his expression was proud as he said, "This is my fiancée. She is from the Ye family, a scholarly family. I think Adoptive Father will definitely want to see her."
Xie Lige's eyes widened when he heard this.
What?
This meant that they were getting married.
His heart was a little flustered for a moment, but he quickly composed himself. On the surface, he didn't show it. At the same time, he looked for something good in his bag that he could give as a greeting gift.
Xie Lige had been picking and choosing for a long time. Because Xie Lige was the first of his many adopted sons to say that they were going to get married, Xie Lige naturally wanted to give him a bigger gift. When he saw that there were always some flaws in the things in the bundle, he was not satisfied with this and that, so he continued to pick and choose for a long time.
The woman didn't know that. She looked at Xie Lige's expressionless face and thought that he was angry. In the end, she was still an unmarried girl. She panicked and looked up at her future husband for help.
Unexpectedly, Hua Rutai laughed even more happily. He looked at her with a comforting expression and then signaled for her to continue watching.
At this time, Xie Lige suddenly remembered that there was a scroll of painting in his bag. When he remembered who the owner of this scroll was, he immediately felt relieved.
Hua Rutai and Xie Lige watched as the white-haired Xie Lige took out a book from his chest and handed it over to Hua Rutai.
When he handed it over, he said stiffly, "This is a greeting gift."
The panic in Ye Pingqian's eyes disappeared. She understood that he didn't say anything because he was thinking about a greeting gift. She didn't know whether to laugh or cry. She bowed and took the scroll from Xie Lige's hand. She slowly opened it.
She stared at the words on the scroll with a fanatical expression. "This is Duke Lu's handwriting!"
Duke Lu was Yan Zhenqing. During the An Lushan Rebellion, Yan Zhenqing led the army against the rebel army.
Later, he went to Fengxiang and was given the title of Minister of Military Affairs.
During the Tang Dynasty, he was the Minister of Appointments and the Imperial Tutor of the Crown Prince. He was given the title of Duke Lu and was known as "Duke Yan Lu."
Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy was exquisite. He was good at running and regular script.
He first learned from Chu Suiliang and later learned from Zhang Xu.
His regular script was dignified and majestic. His running script was powerful. He created the "Yan Style" regular script. Together with Liu Gongquan, they were called "Yan Liu" and "Yan Tendons and Liu Bones."
Because of Yan Zhenqing's deeds and the majestic regular script he created, many rulers of different dynasties admired him.
Unfortunately, there weren't many pieces of calligraphy left in the world. Ye Pingqian once wanted to see another scroll at her grandfather's good friend's house. Her grandfather begged and begged before she could see it. She was taken to see it. Because of this, she was sure that the scroll in her hand was real.
Thinking of how careful her grandfather's good friend was when he took out the scroll, Ye Pingqian closed her eyes and cruelly gave it up. "This gift is too valuable. I don't dare to accept it."
It was not an exaggeration to say that this scroll was priceless.
Hua Rutai, who was playing with the squirrel on the side, was watching with a smile. When he heard his future wife's words, his expression changed. Of course, he knew that Yan Zhenqing's calligraphy was highly respected among the aristocratic families. Not just the aristocratic families, even the emperor would spend a lot of money just to see it.
However, he still didn't get what he wanted.
Most of the families who had calligraphy didn't lack money. Naturally, they never took it out. Who knew if it would come back when it went to the emperor? If it didn't, they would cry to death.
It could be said that Xie Lige's scroll was priceless.
Xie Lige didn't care too much about this scroll. After all, the Master of Calligraphy was in the Thousand Flower Valley. When he wanted it, he could just stroll around the latter's room.
He waved his hand generously. "Take it. It's just a small gift. When you get married, I'll give you some more."
At the same time, Xie Lige silently urged the System to write a letter to the Master of Calligraphy, Yan Zhenqing, asking him to give him some scraps of paper that he used to practice calligraphy.
Hearing this, Ye Pingqian was shocked. Hearing that he had a lot of things in his hands, she couldn't help but guess that he was a descendant of Yan Lu. That was why he had so many scrolls.
But when she heard Hua Rutai say that his adoptive father was indeed a member of the Hua family, she didn't know what to say. She just whispered a few words and carefully put away the scroll.
She couldn't help but be surprised by her grandfather's sharp eyes. No one in the world would have thought that the uncle of a member of the Hua family who had been wandering in Jianghu would have so many valuable treasures in his hands.
Xie Lige saw that Ye Pingqian was still polite even though she was shocked. He couldn't help but nod approvingly.
This girl could do it.
Suddenly, he remembered something. He looked up at Hua Rutai and said, "Didn't I ask Qi Tong to send you a message not to come?"
He frowned and looked a little angry. "There are all kinds of people here. You're really not afraid of death."
Hua Rutai wasn't afraid of her adoptive father's cold face at all. She still smiled and said, "Isn't it because you and Qi Tong are here?"
"Let's not talk about other things. Why did you bring an unmarried girl out?"
Xie Lige remembered that Lu Xiaofeng might come back soon. He thought of the latter's habit of womanizing. He found a random reason to drive his son away.
"But …" Hua Rutai looked a little hesitant.
Xie Lige interrupted him coldly, "No buts. I'll see her when I get back to the Hua family."
Hua Rutai knew that her adoptive father didn't want them to get involved in this matter. The two great swordsmen were going to compete in the palace. The most lively scene in the history of the capital city appeared. Usually, kings wouldn't meet each other, but now they saw each other. Hua Ruling even heard from his brother-in-law, who was in the army, that fighting in the capital city had been on the rise recently.
It was indeed dangerous for two ordinary people who didn't know martial arts to come to this restaurant. Not to mention, there was a girl between them.
Hua Rutai suddenly realized that he might have been reckless. His face became serious. He bowed to Xie Lige and said, "Yes, Adoptive Father."
Xie Lige nodded with satisfaction. The most important thing for a minister was to have a black heart. Hua Rutai already had the most basic skills. He wasn't afraid of being criticized and had the courage to accept his mistakes.
He waved his hand and said, "Let's go. Tanshu will send you off."
"Yes!" Hua Rutai took his wife and left.
The two of them stared at Tanshu in Hua Rutai's arms. They didn't understand how this little squirrel could protect them. Tanshu was rolling around. When he saw Ye Pingqian looking at him, he quickly stood up and bowed.
"Nice to meet you." Ye Pingqian couldn't help but cover her mouth and smile. She said softly to the fat squirrel.
When Hua Rutai was about to speak, a confused voice came from behind.
"Second Brother?"
Hua Rutai heard the familiar voice and smiled. He turned around and saw Hua Manlou whose eyes were covered by a black cloth. He said gently, "Little Seven?"
It was Second Brother.
Hua Manlou couldn't help but sigh. He wished that his guess was wrong and that his Second Brother had brought someone else.
He gently clasped his fist in the direction of Ye Pingqian and said, "You must be the future sister-in-law mentioned in the letter."
Hua Manlou spoke at a steady pace, giving off the feeling of a spring breeze caressing one's face. At the very least, Ye Pingqian's impression of this person had improved significantly. She sighed in her heart that the Hua Family was indeed a place blessed by outstanding people. The seven sons they had were all dragons and phoenixes among men. She suddenly remembered that she had just met the Hua Family's adoptive father.
No, he wasn't counted as a person.
Ye Pingqian had a deep impression of the evil voice. She also understood why Hua Rutai told her not to be afraid.
It was beautiful, but it was too scary. It made people feel depressed.
"Greetings, Seventh Son of the Hua Family."
Because they weren't married yet, Ye Pingqian didn't call him Uncle directly. She chose a more intimate address.
Hua Manlou's smile deepened. He liked this generous Second Sister-in-law.
He suddenly remembered something and asked, "Are you going back?"
Beside him, Hua Rutai raised the sandalwood book in her hand and said, "That's right. Foster Father asked the sandalwood book to send me back."
When Hua Manlou went out to rest, Xie Lige stayed in the Hua Family. Tanshu got along well with the other six sons.