Chapter 120: The real purpose of the banquet

"I want to rewrite a full set of chemistry and physics textbooks. The textbooks are re-edited according to the situation of this era. I need you to help me complete them together." Hua Qingxue paused for a while and then said, "...this time After that, I will never use the chip again."
Lu Zhengqing understood what she meant.
The knowledge in the chip is endless, she wants to take out what she needs once, once and for all.
"But it will take a long time..." Lu Zhengqing hesitated.
"It won't be long." Hua Qingxue gently shook his head. "Frankly speaking, I just copied the textbooks. The real trouble is the reorganization of the textbooks and the arrangement of the lesson plans."
"The process of copying is equivalent to the process of continuous work of the chip..." Lu Zhengqing looked at Hua Qingxue with a complex eye. "You may get sick without completing the copying."
Hua Qingxue smiled and calmly replied: "If so, I will give up."
Lu Zhengqing fell silent.
Yeah, if you can't do it, just give up...but if you don't give it a try, you will not be reconciled in this life. How could he not be as transparent as a young girl?
After thinking, he nodded, "Okay, I will help you."
Hua Qingxue's eyes lit up and said: "The general asked, you said my body can be tried, okay?"
Lu Zhengqing's face was awkward. Wasn't it just plain to let him help her deceive the general?
He said flatly: "If you really have something long and short, the general will not let me go..."
"Relax." Hua Qingxue covered her lips and chuckled, "He at least waited for you to cure me."
Lu Zhengqing is speechless. You are really optimistic.
"However, you seem to have been busy recently..." Hua Qingxue asked him concerned, "Can you spare time to help me?"
Lu Zhengqing said: "I'm afraid I need to get instructions from the academician."
"Then let me go to the emperor for help!"
Hua Qingxue and Lu Zhengqing agreed, and they were very happy, feeling that there was a big thing waiting to be done by themselves, and they were full of enthusiasm!
The meals were ready, and Luo Muyu came to the study room to call the two people to eat, and the atmosphere on the table was warm.
After Hua Qingxue was sent away, it was too late, and Lu Zhengqing did not return to the Tai Hospital.
At bedtime, the Lus and his wife bathed and changed clothes. Luo Muyu sat on the bed and slowly stroked Weilong’s abdomen. He said sincerely: "It’s great if I can help, it’s a merit, and I don’t have to be used by the hospital. Randomly called."
Lu Zhengqing couldn't laugh or cry, "It's my duty to treat people and save people. How can I say that the court messenger calls people?"
"I didn't see you so busy before, but now I can't see anyone until night." Luo Muyu couldn't help but feel aggrieved. "I knew that this would happen, so I wouldn't give that prescription for anesthetics. I want to give credit alone, so let’s get rid of you intentionally?"
Lu Zhengqing heard the words silently, and then whispered: "The hospital ambassador is not that kind of person. I will be so busy in the past few days because the hospital ambassador asked me to compile the development process of anesthetics into a book together with several colleagues. Write a biography, the impact is greater..."
"When will it be busy then..." Luo Mu pouted and muttered distressedly, "you are tired and thin."
Lu Zhengqing smiled slightly, "It's almost done, okay, sleep..."
The candle was blown out, and the man's voice was soft, finally coaxing his wife to sleep.
The hazy moonlight penetrated into the house from the thin window paper, and it was dark and silent late at night. Lu Zhengqing was lying on the bed. Although he was very tired, he couldn't sleep...
...
Weiyuanhou House has a banquet again.
I heard that Mrs. Fu had been ill for a long time, and the house invited the most famous troupe in Shengjing City to sing a few big plays, which was lively and lively.
Everyone who received the post felt that Hou Fu was a little bit happy...
Fu Tingye was not very interested in the family's affairs, and was only a little surprised to learn that he had another party.
In fact, he also feels that Mrs. Fu's mood has been too negative and depressed recently, so it's not bad to invite a troupe to entertain.
It happened that Hua Qingxue was recuperating in the other hospital during this time and had been complaining of boredom. Fu Tingye asked Hua Qingxue if he wanted to go together.
Hua Qingxue shook his head, "No, I can't understand the play."
And no one knew at the banquet, it was boring.
Fu Tingye no longer forced her, "Then I will come with you later."
Hua Qingxue blinked, "General, go busy, don't worry about me."
Fu Tingye thought, why can't this woman show some attachment? Just like the Luo Mu language, every time I saw Lu Zhengqing's eyes...I wish I could make bubbles.
Ugh……
Hua Qingxue could not notice the melancholy in the general.
She just felt that she was not a child. She really didn't need Fu Tingye to accompany her every day. Besides, wasn't he busy?
...
Fu Tingye returned to Hou Mansion, and the stage in the back garden was singing lively.
On the dark red carved wooden table, there are melon and fruit snacks, and the copper heater is hot and bubbling with heat. At a glance, it is full of green and round beads, full of rich and luxurious taste.
Mrs. Fu was sitting in the middle of the second floor surrounded by clusters, with a smile on her face, sympathetic and dignified, with no pathology.
Fu Tingye used to ask the old lady for peace. The elders beside him praised the general for filial piety. The old lady smiled and said: "If he is truly filial to me, it would be nice to add me a grandson next year."
Everyone smiled and said that the old lady would get her wish.
Fu Tingye thinks about Hua Qingxue giving birth to a child, holding a small group in his hands, it must be very beautiful, and there is a light smile on his face.
Everyone looked at it, this is obviously a play! Congratulations came forward one after another, the atmosphere was very hot for a while.
After the greeting, Fu Tingye sat next to the old lady and watched the play.
Watching the drama while nibbling on melon seeds, this opportunity for leisure and relaxation is really rare for him. Unfortunately, Hua Qingxue is not by his side and always feels that there is something missing.
He is now used to touching her little hand, touching her small face, and licking her hair... or hugged her arms around her legs, in short, you have to touch this person's heart to be comfortable.
Before thinking of leaving, Hua Qingxue opened a pair of clarified bright eyes and said: General, go for it, don't worry about me.
Fu Tingye insulted: It's really a little thing with no heart and no lungs...
A maid came over and whispered, "General, the old lady invites you to come over."
Fu Tingye raised her eyebrows slightly and looked at him suspiciously, but found that Mrs. Fu's position did not know when it was empty.
"Where did the old lady go?" he asked.
"The old lady is tired. Go back and rest and say that you are also in the past to discuss something."
Fu Tingye felt strange, but didn't think much about it. It was only that Mrs. Fu had to reapply the old mother's friendship with him.
The maid led Fu Tingye into a room. As soon as he entered, he saw Cheng Wanmiao here.
The two stared at each other, obviously surprised.
Fu Tingye turned to look at the maid and asked, "What's going on?"
The maid also looked blank, and answered, "The old lady only confessed the slave-servant and brought you over, and there was nothing to say..."
Cheng Wanmiao said: "The aunt said she had something to discuss with me and told me to wait for her here. Cousin might as well stay and wait together. Presumably the aunt is coming."
There is no heating stove or burning pot in this room, only the incense burner is lit, and the incense is fragrant, but it is very cold.
Fu Tingye is naturally not afraid of cold, but Cheng Wanmiao has already whitened her lips.
Mrs. Fu confessed that Cheng Wanmiao came here alone, so she didn't bring her maid. Now that she was watching someone coming, Cheng Wanmiao asked the maid to get a stove over.
She and Fu Tingye were the only ones left in the room.
There were half a pot of hot tea on the table, and Cheng Wanmiao poured a cup of Fu Tingye on it, intending to please, "Cousin, drink a cup of tea to warm your body."
Fu Tingye nodded indifferently, frowning and wondering what he was thinking, without touching the tea.
Cheng Wanmiao was a little lost, but it wasn’t twice or twice when Fu Tingye touched a nail. She also knew a little about her cousin’s indifference.
She continued the tea into her cup and sipped it.
The body gradually warmed up...
I don't know how long after that, the lady didn't come back, and the old lady didn't show up.
Fu Tingye felt weird, he was thinking about going out to see? Maybe the old lady was confused, and left him and Cheng Wanmiao here?
At this time, I heard a loud bang in my ear.
Fu Tingye looked over and saw that Cheng Wanmiao didn't know when she flushed, her forehead was covered with fine beads of sweat, and she whispered impatiently while pulling her clothes
"Cheng Wanmiao?!"
Fu Tingye took a few steps and grabbed Cheng Wanmiao's hand to stop her from unbuttoning her clothes.
Unexpectedly, Cheng Wanmiao rubbed along his arm, his eyes watery, full of charm, "It's so hot, so uncomfortable...cousin...cousin..."
If it is an ordinary man, seeing such a vivid scene, I'm afraid it's already rushed up.
But Fu Tingye had only two words of anger in his heart at the moment!
He picked up Cheng Wanmiao's drinking glass and sniffed, his face immediately covered with clouds.
If it is usual, he can detect it early, but this time because he relaxed his vigilance in his home, and the indoor incense masked the strange smell in the tea, so that Fu Tingye did not notice it at all!
Fu Tingye didn't expect that such a nasty approach would come out of the magnificent Weiyuan Hou Mansion!
Cheng Wanmiao's consciousness was a little unconscious, and he just felt hot and unbearable. He subconsciously wanted to lean on Fu Tingye's body.
"Cheng Wanmiao, you are awake!" Fu Tingye was upset by her and shouted, "You have been prescribed medicine in the tea you drank! You are awake!"
Cheng Wanmiao's confused face was startled, "How come..."
Xu Shiyue hadn't reached its most powerful effect yet. Because of Fu Tingye's roar, she finally recovered some reason and her expression became stiff.
Was someone medicined in the tea? ...
who is it?
Although the mind is still confused, Cheng Wanmiao still understands the purpose of Mrs. Fu.
She finally understood, the true meaning of this banquet...
But... how could this be...
Cheng Wanmiao is just a 16-year-old girl. She has a beautiful fantasy for love, will be picky, selfish, and unrealistic, but where did she go through such a vicious means? !
The old lady wanted her to get Fu Tingye in such a dirty and humble way? Cheng Wanmiao only felt very cold!
The clutter of footsteps in the distance, as if many people came from the front.
Cheng Wanmiao didn't even have time to think!
Fu Tingye probably understood it too, and pushed her away anxiously, and turned to prepare to leave the window behind!
Between the electro-optical flint, Cheng Wanmiao seemed to be suddenly sober, she hugged Fu Tingye's leg! Cried: "Cousin! You left like this, but told me how to be a man in the future?!"