Female martial arts fanatics only love to fight, while men fight for their lives.

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Lou Xiao was surprised at his sudden giving up, and asked after realizing it, "Is it that difficult?"

Lou Hong looked at her expressionlessly and nodded. Just then, the servants put out the valuable stationery from the storeroom.

Lou Hong felt distressed. This fine pen and rare inkstone would eventually be wasted in the hands of someone who had no knowledge of literature.

Lou Xiao was puzzled and asked, "Who in the capital is good at writing... Can't I go and ask for advice?"

It wouldn't be too late for her to learn now, right? There weren't many words in the booklet, so there was no need for him to look so shocked.

"There are many people in Beijing who are good at calligraphy, but it is the one who can combine all the skills and write with his own unique style..."

Lou Hong thought of several names one by one, "This kind of thing depends on talent. If one's heart is dull, it's useless to teach him."

He originally thought it was just a matter of writing a few auspicious words, but since His Majesty's book had already been delivered, it was not that simple.

Lou Xiao thought, she shouldn't be dull...

After thinking about the people I know, there is indeed one person who seems to be able to ask for advice, so I asked Lou Hong,

"Li Huaiqing, is that okay?"

Lou Hong frowned when he heard it and opened his mouth to refuse, but reason made him shut his mouth. He clenched his fists and turned his head away, thinking about the feasibility of it.

If you think about it carefully, of course Li Huaiqing can.

The Li family values ​​literature, and all of their children are brought up by the best teachers. Over the hundred years since the Li family was founded, their collection of books is vast, and is not comparable to that of ordinary scholarly families.

Li Huaiqing, in particular, was already well-known among scholars at a very young age. To say that he was proficient in everything from playing the piano, chess, calligraphy to painting was an understatement.

Lou Hong had a very bad impression of him. Even though he hated Li Huaiqing, he had to admit that when it came to poetry and calligraphy in the capital, Li Huaiqing was the best.

At the moment, his relationship with Lou Xiao was unclear, and Lou Xiao thought of him first, so Lou Hong was speechless.

"Of course, if he is willing." Lou Hong took a deep breath and told himself that the overall situation was important.

It just so happened that Li Huaiqing had sent something over a few days ago, and hadn’t consulted Lou Xiao yet, so this matter was solved at the same time. “When you were in the palace, the Li family sent a gift over. What do you think we should do with it?

If you have decided to let Li Huaiqing teach you, should I write a letter to invite him to the Duke of Zhenguo Mansion, or..."

Lou Xiao wanted to ask a favor, so he put down what he was holding and stood up, "I'll go to Li's house myself. You can handle the gifts and returns yourself, no need to tell me."

I asked her, but she didn't understand either.

Only people like him who have lived here since childhood understand the ways of the capital best.

As she said this, she prepared to go back to Yushengju to change her clothes, and Lou Hong also instructed the servants to prepare the gifts for her visit. He personally hated Li Huaiqing, but the proper etiquette should still be observed.

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On a sunny afternoon, the courtyard of Li's mansion was filled with spring flowers, birds singing and fragrance.

Li Huaiqing, wearing a loose snow-blue silk robe, was painting in a pavilion by the water, enjoying the spring breeze.

On the Fengbo Pavilion, the long ribbons danced in the wind, and his wide robe with large sleeves and half-loose long hair also fluttered in the air, making him look like an immortal who would ride the wind away at any time.

Outside the pavilion, magnolia flowers fell, and the remaining petals fell into the water, causing the koi in the water to shake their heads and wag their tails in a scramble for food.

Li Huaiqing stopped writing when he was in high spirits, and watched the koi fighting over the flower petals. He raised his hand and threw all the fish food on the table into the water.

The disturbed pond was bustling with activity, and the leisurely mood was gone. The koi in the unfinished painting turned out to be so stupid. He pulled out the drawing paper, crumpled it into a ball, and threw it into the wastebasket.

His arm ached slightly as he moved, and he couldn't help but think of the culprit who caused his injury, the mixed-blood, arrogant Youshan King Xiao Zhengdu.

There is also the Duke of Zhenguo Lou Xiao, who has not expressed any attitude so far.

The news of his injury had clearly spread throughout the capital, and he didn't believe that Lou Xiao didn't know about it.

And if he knows but still doesn't show any reaction, then the injury...wouldn't have been in vain.

Lou Xiao, are you really so heartless?

The breeze blew his hair across his handsome face. He stood upright as tough as a bamboo, with one hand behind his back, looking up at the few remaining magnolia flowers on the tree, thinking for a moment.

Then he turned around and picked up his brush to paint again.

The servant bowed and held a new note in his hand. He hurriedly walked out of the pavilion. Li Huaiqing's servant boy stopped him from entering.

He opened the letter and took a look. He didn't care about disturbing the young master's interest in painting. He walked behind Li Huaiqing and lowered his head to report.

"Sir, this is a post from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion."

Li Huaiqing paused, ruining another good piece of paper. He continued writing and replied,

"Oh, I see."

Seeing that he had no intention of stopping, the servant added, "Sir... the post said that Miss Lou, the Duke of Zhenguo, will come to visit you soon..."

It's not the formulaic greetings and return gifts like before, she is coming in person, do you want to prepare something?

This news finally made Li Huaiqing stop writing and look back, asking in disbelief, "She's coming?"

Like Youshan King Xiao Zhengdu, he came suddenly without asking.

No, at least she sent the post first.

He reached out and took the letter from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion from the servant boy, and after reading it carefully, he officially confirmed that it was authentic.

Lou Xiao is coming... Is she here to visit him after finally hearing about his injury?

"Sir...are you ready to wash up?" the servant boy asked cautiously.

It is said that the young master is interested in Miss Lou, so when she comes to visit the young master, she must of course face him with the best attitude.

Li Huaiqing was silent for a moment and refused, "No, follow me to the front hall and wait."

If he made special preparations, it would seem like he was asking for too much. He was not afraid of letting her see his normal state. The more real it was, the more touching it would be.

Lou Xiao is not one of those vulgar and vain high-class ladies in the capital. It can be seen from visiting the Xiyun market that she has a special kind of casualness.

Even though she was wearing a brocade robe and wearing gold and jade pendants, she did not feel that she was superior to others.

She is not a hypocritical person, and she certainly doesn't like people who are too self-contained.

“There’s no need to clean up Fengbo Pavilion. Ask the kitchen to prepare the Thirty-Six Jade Halls.” That is the Li family’s unique dim sum menu, meaning thirty-six kinds of snacks with unique characteristics, for young masters and young ladies to use to entertain guests.

He led his men to the front hall, and the doorman just came in, "Sir, the carriage of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion has arrived."

Li Huaiqing walked towards the wide-open main gate of the Li family without stopping. The servants of the Zhenguogong Mansion's motorcade were in an orderly manner.

Next to the most exquisite carriage, a tall man was helping Miss Lou, who was wearing a goose yellow spring gown and a jade ring, get off the carriage with one hand.

Lou Xiao glanced at Lou Hong's respectful figure and didn't understand why he wanted to send her off personally.

However, Li Huaiqing discovered that the unknown and talentless Young Master Hong from the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion gave him a very subtle and indifferent glance.

interesting.

He didn't know when he had offended him.

Li Huaiqing folded his fan, curled his lips slightly, and saluted to Lou Xiao,

"I am deeply honored to have the Duke of Zhenguo visit my humble home."