novelhk Chapter 218 The Emperor's Letter
Chapter 218 The Emperor's Letter
After about an hour, the emperor and his ministers finished their discussion on court affairs.
The emperor went to his bedroom and rewrote the unfinished letter.
"My grandson's personal letter: I am very grateful for your letter. I received the magic medicine from my grandson and took it as you requested. I fell into a coma for a day.
After the diagnosis by Imperial Physician Liu and consultation with the Imperial Hospital, all my chronic illnesses were cured and my physical condition looked ten years younger.
My grandson is a blessing to our Song Dynasty. My grandson is lucky to know a great man, which is a blessing to the people of Daxia!
I want to attribute my recovery from illness to a miracle. Firstly, I hope to win the support of the people and unite to resist the bandits. Secondly, I want to guard against treacherous people and find the traces of the masters.
I hope my grandson can speak a few kind words to my grandfather in front of the master. I will remember the master's kindness in my heart. I have attached a token. The benefactor of Datong Bank can withdraw 100,000 taels at a time, without limit on the number of times. In addition, I promise three things to the benefactor. I hope my grandson can convey them all.
My grandson, you must take good care of yourself and study hard under the guidance of a master. Don't neglect your martial arts. Grandfather can still support the Great Xia for a few more years. I hope you will return soon after completing your studies and help grandpa out of his difficulties. I look forward to your return!"
After writing it, he sealed it himself and said, "Someone come here!"
"I'm here!" Someone immediately walked out from the dark and knelt in front of the bed.
"Send someone to rush to Zesheng County and give it to the emperor's grandson."
"Yes." The man responded, took the letter with both hands, and withdrew from the arrangement without mentioning it.
In Zesheng County, when the group returned to the shop, Song Renjing said to Gu Fu, "Sister Fuer, let me take you out to play."
"Okay." Gu Fu responded happily, "Uncle, let's go play."
"Okay, don't play too late." Gu Dajiang advised.
"Don't worry, second uncle, we'll just play nearby for a while." Song Renjing said.
Gu Dajiang nodded and asked, "Ah Jing, the room in the shop has been vacated. I'm going to check out of the inn later. Is there anything I need to pay attention to with your luggage?"
"Second uncle, I'll call someone and you can take him to clean up the mess later." Song Renjing said and made a gesture.
Then a man suddenly jumped out from nowhere and saluted to the few people.
Gu Dajiang was startled. He thought to himself, this kind of relationship with the royal family is different from ordinary people. He can always be around someone without being noticed.
Qiaomo raised his eyes to look at the person who came. This is the master. He looked around again and wondered in his heart, where was he hiding just now?
However, Gu Dajiang did not say much. He took Zhixing and Song Renjing's people to the inn and checked out.
Song Renjing carried Gu Fu out of the store and asked, "Where do you want to go, sister Fu'er?"
"Let's go check out other shops. Fuer wants to draw it." Gu Fu said.
"Oh, what does Sister Fu'er do in the painting shop?"
"Fuer is planning to build a shopping mall and needs to design the blueprints based on the appearance of each shop." Gu Fu said.
As long as you study with Master Nian long enough, you will still know this knowledge. There is nothing to hide.
"Okay, I'll take Sister Fu'er with me." Song Renjing knew the temperament of the people in the Gu family.
If they are willing to talk, tell them everything you know. If they are unwilling to talk, it is best not to ask questions or explore.
Gu Fu released his mental power, put the paper, pens and tools he would need into the shop he was going to in advance, and called Zhibao to go with him.
The three of them started from the first shop together, with Zhibao and Song Renjing using the tools provided by Gu Fu, such as laser rangefinder, tape measure, level, etc. to measure and evaluate the house.
Gu Fu was in charge of recording and drawing the houses and buildings he saw. He also drew a few sketches of Song Renjing and Zhibao.
Following Zhibao's instruction, after measuring the data, Song Renjing played with several instruments for a while before walking to the serious Gu Fu.
The little girl was seen sitting upright in a large armchair. Next to the armchair was a matching coffee table with a stack of paintings on it.
In front of the little girl stood a wooden board half the height of a little man. One end was pressed on the little girl's legs. The other end was fixed by one of the little girl's hands.
There was a piece of paper on the wooden board. The little girl held a green pen in her other hand and wrote on the paper with a sound of brushstrokes.
After a while, the scene in the courtyard came to life on paper.
"Sister Fu'er, what kind of painting method do you use? I have never seen it before." Song Renjing asked in surprise.
"This is called sketching. It means using charcoal to quickly capture and record what you see with your eyes. In a short period of time, you can capture the shape, dynamics, light and shadow, and charm of the object you want to draw. Just draw them on paper." Gu Fu explained.
"I also drew you and Zhibao," the little girl said as she put the sketchpad and pen beside the armchair, took the painting from the small table, and found it after flipping through it for a few times.
"Look, yours, Zhibao's, and yours together." Gu Fu showed off.
The simulated robot Zhibao also leaned over at the right time to express his interest.
Song Renjing also looked over and saw a painting of him and Miss Zhibao working together.
He squatted down and said to the little girl, "Fu'er is very good. The painting is really beautiful. Brother Jing likes it very much. But Fu'er, a woman's reputation is very important. You can't paint Miss Zhibao and Brother Jing together. If someone sees it, it will affect Miss Zhibao's reputation."
"This won't work?" Gu Fu said speechlessly.
"Yes, if Sister Fuer wants to draw two people, she can draw Brother Jing and Fuer." Song Renjing said again.
Gu Fuda's eyes widened, full of questions: "Brother Jing, are you sure? Fu'er is also a girl."
Song Renjing was amused by the cute appearance of the little girl and really wanted to draw it. As he thought about it, he quickly memorized the scene in his mind.
Then he said, "Girls and boys should not sit at the same table when they are seven years old. Sister Fu'er is only six years old, so there is no problem."
"Is that so? Okay then, let Fore paint another one later. What about this one?" Gu Fu asked.
"Come, let Brother Jing handle it."
After Song Renjing finished speaking, he took the painting, folded it in half between the two of them, and then tore the paper.
He handed the half with Zhibao to Gu Fu, and took the other half and said, "Sister Fu'er, can you give this half of yours to Brother Jing? I want to send it to my grandfather to see."
"Brother Jing, why don't I draw a colored pencil sketch for you tonight? It will be better if you send it to your grandfather." Gu Fu was in the mood for painting at the moment and said excitedly.
"Okay, then can we draw Brother Chengjing and Sister Fuer together? I want grandpa to see that I'm living a good life and that you're treating me well." Song Renjing said again.
"Why not paint our second uncle and his wife as well?" Gu Fu suggested happily.
"I'm afraid my second uncle and aunt would not want to publish the paintings. Besides, my second aunt is a foreign wife after all, so it would not be convenient for her to send them to my grandfather to see." Song Renjing explained.
Gu Fu sighed helplessly in his heart, thinking to himself, the ancients had many rules, this was not allowed, that was not in compliance. Fortunately, my grandfather was wise and took this family to hide in the mountains. No matter what the outside world was like, I was free and happy.
Thinking about it, he became happy again: "Okay, Brother Jing, let's start painting after dinner."
"Okay, thank you for your hard work, Sister Fu'er."