Chapter 031 Lotus Master
Previously, little Xie Min had been beaten on the corner of his forehead by the clan leader's grandson, Hu Bao, leaving a two-kilometer-long scar. Although it had healed, it was very uneven and extremely noticeable. Now, a lifelike lotus flower had been carefully drawn along the scar, completely obscuring the scar.
"This flower looks just like a real one," Chen Heng praised. Don't underestimate its simplicity; it would take at least a dozen years of skill to draw it.
Xia burst out laughing: "No matter how beautiful it is, how can a boy have a lotus painted on his forehead?"
There was also a smile in Xie Jian's eyes, and he touched his little nephew's head.
Of course there is, Chen Heng thought. The most powerful eunuch in the Da Cong Dynasty liked to paint a lotus on his forehead. Everyone called him Lotus Eunuch.
According to historical records, the sudden demise of the Da Cong Dynasty was inseparable from two people. One was the treacherous minister Xie Jian, and the other was the eunuch Lianhua Gonggong who had a lotus tattooed on his forehead.
After the death of the treacherous minister Xie Jian, the real power in politics, economy, and military affairs almost all fell into the hands of this eunuch Lianhua.
He was as cruel and ruthless as the treacherous ministers, even more cruel. He killed all nine members of the emperor's family, even the newborn babies. After killing them, he opened the city gates to welcome the enemy army into the city, and his whereabouts were unknown.
However, such a vicious eunuch was actually a landscape painter and calligrapher with extremely high literary accomplishments and artistic attainments, and he left many paintings and calligraphy works to the world.
She had seen several of them in museums.
Looking at the lotus on her nephew's forehead, the smile on Shen Heng's face slowly faded. Could it be that?
"Mom, I like this lotus, don't wash it off." Seeing his mother was about to wipe off the lotus, little Xie Min ran away and hid behind Shen Heng.
Chen Heng felt that she was overthinking it. How could there be so many connections in the book? How could she connect little Xie Min with the powerful eunuch Lianhua? A family that produced both a treacherous prime minister and a powerful eunuch—not even a storybook would dare to write about it.
By the time I got home with the cakes on the cart, it was already dark.
Eat enough hot cakes and skip dinner.
Although Chen Heng grew up in a fast-paced era, she was very accustomed to the comfortable life of working from sunrise to sunset in ancient times. Getting up early and going to bed early made her feel full of energy every day.
Xie Jian brought the hot water into the room and then read as usual.
These days, Xie Jian always helped her carry the hot water bucket in. Shen Heng had thought it would only happen a few times, but she hadn't missed a single day. Last time, her sister-in-law had told Xie Jian that she would treat her well and that she would never forgive her if she ever let her down. It seemed Xie Jian really took it to heart.
The weather finally cleared up three days later. That day was also the day Xie Jian went to the college to meet the dean.
Little Xie Min was on a day off, so Xia took her son and Shen Heng to go to the academy with Xie Jian so that they could find out whether they could study there or not.
Nanqi College is not located in the city, but outside the city at the foot of a mountain called 'Thousand-foot Valley'.
This was also Chen Heng's first time out of the city. Ahem, the time when Yuan Qi eloped with someone didn't count. The direction was also different. The bridge over the moat here was the outskirts of the city, surrounded by villages and fertile fields. There was nothing in the fields at this time, but there were quite a few crops planted on the ridges beside the fields.
There were only four of them on the cart, along with the ox driver.
She didn't feel anything when she was inside the city, but once she got outside the city, the bumpy ride was so bad that if she wasn't facing nature, she would definitely get oxcart sick.
"Ajian, take this with you. If the dean doesn't agree, show it to him." Xia took out a well-wrapped thing from her arms and stuffed it into Xie Jian's arms.
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