Chapter 67
When Lin Qingyu remarried, Huantong and Hualu also came to the general's mansion. Both of them had very conflicted feelings towards Gu Fuzhou.
Huan Tong is fine, after all, he is Lin Qingyu's man. No matter what Lin Qingyu wants to do, he will support it with both hands and feet. Although he felt a little sorry for Young Marquis Lu, the general was so brave. Yesterday he saw that the general had angered the young master for some reason, and in order to cheer the young master up, the general performed a stone-breaking move with his chest on the parade ground. If it were Young Marquis Lu, would he be able to do it? Forget about breaking the rock. The brick pressed on Young Marquis Lu's chest and he was dead in less than half an hour.
People go to high places, and water flows to low places. If his young master wants to remarry, he wants to marry someone more powerful. There's nothing wrong with that.
There is no need to mention Hua Lu, she is Lu Wancheng's closest maid. When Lu Wancheng was still alive, he treated her like a younger sister. The reason why she was willing to follow Lin Qingyu was because of her respect for Lin Qingyu, but more importantly, it was because of Young Marquis Lu. She knew that the person the young marquis cared about the most and was most worried about was Lin Qingyu, so she wanted to stay with Lin Qingyu and take care of him for the young marquis.
However, Lin Qingyu seemed to have completely forgotten the young marquis. He and General Gu were newlyweds and stuck together all the time. They even moved the bunk beds designed by the young marquis himself into their bridal chamber. I wonder how sad the young marquis would be if he knew about this. It is true that she admires the general, but if she had to choose, she would definitely stand on the side of the young marquis.
Hua Lu is not a cunning person. Her thoughts are written on her face. When she looks at Fuzhou, there is always a hint of resentment in her eyes. Gu Fuzhou guessed what she was thinking, and he was ready to do something bad.
The end of the year is approaching and the weather is getting colder. Although it hasn't snowed yet, the cold wind blowing on my face feels like a knife. Gu Fuzhou didn't know what was wrong with him. He didn't want to stay in the warm house, but insisted on dragging Lin Qingyu to the yard for dinner.
Gu Fuzhou ordered people to bring out a stove with charcoal burning underneath and a large clean stone covering it. When the stones were hot, Gu Fuzhou brushed a layer of oil on them and put the slices of meat cut by the chef on them to grill. The hot oil drips along the texture of the grilled meat, making a sizzling sound, which makes people salivate.
Lin Qingyu was curious; it was the first time he had seen this way of eating. Gu Fuzhou roasted a few slices of mutton first, and then put them into Lin Qingyu's bowl: "Qingyu, try it."
Lin Qingyu took a small bite and said modestly, "It's just average, with a strong smell of mutton."
"Eating mutton is all about the smell." Gu Fuzhou picked up a piece of fatty pork belly, "Try this, open your mouth."
Lin Qingyu hesitated for a moment, opened his mouth, and allowed Gu Fuzhou to bring the things in. Gu Fuzhou saw Hua Lu's sad look from the corner of his eye, so he raised his voice and asked, "Qingyu, have you ever eaten barbecue with your ex-husband?"
Lin Qingyu: “…” What’s wrong with this guy again?
Gu Fuzhou touched his chin and said, "I heard that Young Marquis Lu is weak and has to use a wheelchair to go everywhere. He can't eat greasy food. What fun could you have had with him before?"
"The general is right." Lin Qingyu said coldly, "It's a good thing that Young Marquis Lu died early."
Hua Lu stared at Lin Qingyu in disbelief - how could the young master say such a thing!
Gu Fuzhou asked again: "Do you like Young Marquis Lu more, or do you like me more?"
Lin Qingyu rolled his eyes: "Aren't you bored?"
The look of a beautiful woman rolling her eyes is also pleasing to the eye. Gu Fuzhou smiled and said, "Just tell the truth. This general will not be jealous of a dead person."
Seeing that Hua Lu was about to cry, Lin Qingyu said, "Then I like Young Marquis Lu more."
Hua Lu was moved and said: "Master..."
Gu Fuzhou showed a surprised and disappointed expression, and continued to feed Lin Qingyu: "How could this be? Did I do something that was not in line with Madam's wishes?"
Lin Qingyu curled her lips and said, "Young Marquis Lu is younger and more handsome than the general. I like young and beautiful people, what's wrong with that?"
Gu Fuzhou: “…”
Lin Qingyu saw that the beef Gu Fuzhou gave him was still red, and said, "This one is not cooked yet."
Gu Fuzhou told him: "Beef tastes better when it's medium rare."
Lin Qingyu threw the rare beef into Gu Fuzhou's bowl with disdain: "Why don't you just put the beef in the sun to dry it? It tastes better when it's rare."
Lin Qingyu's words "I like young and beautiful ones" made Gu Fuzhou unable to sleep at night. Lin Qingyu slept on the lower bunk and could hear him tossing and turning from time to time, which kept him from sleeping. "You can fall asleep as soon as you touch the pillow." Lin Qingyu asked, "What happened today?"
Gu Fuzhou rolled over from the bed, sat down next to Lin Qingyu, and asked worriedly: "Qingyu, do you really like Lu Wancheng's body more?"
It turned out to be because of this matter.
Lu Wancheng and Gu Fuzhou are both first-class handsome men, but their forms of handsomeness are very different. Lu Wancheng is noble and Gu Fuzhou is heroic, and he likes both of them. But if he had to choose, he still preferred Gu Fuzhou's current body. Good health and freedom from disease and disaster are more important than anything else.
Lin Qingyu could see that Gu Fuzhou really cared about this issue, so she stopped mocking him and told him the truth: "On the outside, Lu Wancheng and Gu Fuzhou each have their own merits; on the inside, they are both you. As long as they are you, it makes no difference to me."
Gu Fuzhou smiled slowly. It was windy at night and he was only wearing pajamas, so he was inevitably a little cold. Gu Fuzhou put his hand into Lin Qingyu's quilt, and leaned on the edge of the bed and said, "You said it so nicely. If I were to be born into an ugly person this time, you would definitely not let me put my hand into your quilt."
Lin Qingyu couldn't deny: "Indeed, I'll chop off your hands." Although he was not the kind of person who judged people by their appearance, he had to see his husband every day, and if he was too ugly, it would inevitably affect his mood.
Gu Fuzhou's hands gradually became dishonest, but no matter how dishonest they were, there was a bottom line. The most excessive thing he did was to secretly rub and pinch Lin Qingyu's waist, without pinching out any fat. "The author of "Huai Bu Shi Jun" has certified that you are the best looking person in the entire book. No one can surprise you with your appearance.
Lin Qingyu thought for a moment and said, "There was someone whose appearance astounded me before."
"Is this true?" Gu Fuzhou asked doubtfully, "Who is it?"
Lin Qingyu looked at him: "Really."
Gu Fuzhou asked unhappily, "What does he look like?"
"...I forgot." As soon as he woke up from the dream, he forgot everything, and only remembered the amazing feeling.
"I've astonished you, how could you forget? You have such a good memory."
"I don't know." When Lin Qingyu thought of that dream, he didn't want to give Gu Fuzhou a good look. Gu Fuzhou's hand was thrown out of the quilt by him: "Go up and sleep."
On the third day after their marriage, the two returned to the Lin Mansion. Yuan Yin helped prepare the return gift. With Gu Fuzhou's instruction, he prepared a gift that was twice as much as the one Lin Qingyu gave when she first returned home. The Lin family's storehouse was packed full, so they had to leave several rooms aside to store the gifts.
Gu Fuzhou and Lin Qingyu once again served tea to their parents. Afterwards, Gu Fuzhou took out the gift he had prepared for Lin Qinghe - a sword for use in childhood, which was just right for Lin Qinghe at his age. Lin Qinghe accepted his gift and said politely, "Thank you, General."
Lin Qinghe was taught very well by his parents and brothers. He behaves like a young master from a noble family in front of outsiders, and only acts like a spoiled child in front of his family. When Gu Fuzhou was still Lu Wancheng, he was one of the people he acted like a spoiled child to. Seeing Lin Qinghe being so distant with him, he couldn't help but ask, "Qinghe, how did you call Young Marquis Lu in the past?"
Thinking of Lu Wancheng, Lin Qinghe pursed his lips and said with some sadness: "I call him 'Brother Wancheng'."
"Then you can call me that now."
Lin Qinghe secretly glanced at his brother, and when he saw his brother nodded, he said, "Yes, Uncle Gu."
Gu Fuzhou's face cracked.
Mother Lin hurriedly said, "Qinghe, stop yelling. If you yell, the order of generations will be messed up."
Lin Qingyu gloated: "The general is more than twenty years older than Qinghe, so asking him to call him 'brother' is a bit unreasonable."
After returning from the Lin Mansion, Gu Fuzhou fell into depression. It’s not that he was depressed by being called uncle, but the three-day wedding leave was over and he had to get up early to attend court tomorrow.
There is someone in the general's mansion who is more depressed than Gu Fuzhou, and that is Yuan Yin. Yuan Yin found Lin Qingyu and said with a wry smile: "I'll leave it to Madam to wake the general up tomorrow."
Lin Qingyu said calmly: "Don't worry."
Yuan Yin was worried and said a few more words: "Madam, you just got married and I'm afraid you don't know, but since the general came back from Yongliang, he seems to have narcolepsy and can't wake up no matter how you call him in the morning. Please start calling the general half an hour in advance to give him some buffer time."
Lin Qingyu smiled meaningfully: "I may be more experienced than you in waking him up."
Yuan Yin was greatly shocked, but did not dare to ask more questions. He smiled and said, "Then I'll trouble you, Madam."
Dayu's morning court was set at the hour of Mao, and most officials had to get up at five in the morning. When the time came, Lin Qingyu washed and dressed, and used the nose pinching method to wake people up: "General, it's time to go to court."
Gu Fuzhou grabbed the quilt in pain: "I don't want to go to court. Qingyu, I don't want to go to court."
"What's the point of you telling me?"
Gu Fuzhou closed his eyes and said, "I have decided. I want to take a leave of absence - or, I might as well just retire and return to the countryside."
Lin Qingyu ignored him, quickly and accurately lifted the quilt, then called the servants to help Gu Fuzhou wash and dress.
Gu Fuzhou's face was frighteningly gloomy because of his bad temper after waking up. His face now looked so cold and intimidating that people dared not approach him. Lin Qingyu asked the maid who was helping him dress to leave and personally arranged his official uniform for him.
Gu Fuzhou looked down at Lin Qingyu who was carefully tying his belt for him. His anger after getting up was mostly gone. He asked, "Qingyu, will you take me to court?"
Lin Qingyu raised his eyes and glanced at him: "How old are you? Do you still need someone to send you to court?"
Gu Fuzhou didn't feel ashamed at all: "I heard from Wu Zhan that every time he left the house, his wife would see him off. Every time he came back, he could drink the soup made by his wife herself - it was really enviable. Of course, I don't want you to make soup. After all, Doctor Lin's hands are used for big things."
Gu Fuzhou kept on talking. Lin Qingyu picked up his official hat and gestured, but found that he couldn't reach Gu Fuzhou's head, so he said, "Lower your head."
Gu Fuzhou bent down to make it easier for Lin Qingyu to help him put on his official hat.
Lin Qingyu examined Gu Fuzhou and said, "I will escort the general to court."
Gu Fuzhou was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "I was just kidding. It's cold outside. You can just stay home and wait for me to come back."
"Don't talk nonsense." Lin Qingyu put on a snow-white fox fur coat and said, "Let's go."
Gu Fuzhou chuckled to himself, followed Lin Qingyu, and said, "Qingyu, do you know how to say 'stop talking nonsense' in my hometown?"
"How do you say it?"
"'Don't beep.'
"I've got it." Lin Qingyu said, "But, don't you dislike me speaking your native dialect?"
Gu Fuzhou sighed: "Well, you have already learned it, why not learn more? Then when you go to my hometown someday, you can communicate with my fellow villagers without any obstacles."
Lin Qingyu only escorted the person to the door of the general's mansion. He watched Gu Fuzhou leave in a carriage and said to Hua Lu behind him, "Hualu, have you understood?"
Hua Lu didn't understand at all and shook her head blankly: "Master, what should I understand?"
Lin Qingyu sneered: "Don't marry a lazy guy younger than you in the future. Otherwise, you may have to brave the cold in the early morning of winter to send him to court."
Hua Lu understood, but not completely - where did this lazy bum younger than the young master come from?
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