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Chapter 252 The past of the archway (248)

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    Du Heng returned home as if he had received an amnesty. He was so tired that he went to the bedroom as soon as he entered the house.

    Ling Shuanghua was not in the bedroom, and Du Heng didn't bother to find out what she was doing.  Du Heng lay down on the bed without taking off his clothes.

    He now needs to calmly think about what to do next.

    From the conversation with the magistrate, he clearly knew that he had only temporarily lifted the crisis. It is by no means an easy task to make Lingao County a success in a year. He just bought himself some time.

    ?The most urgent thing right now is to deal with the matter of the chaste memorial archway. The old man of the Jiao family is sick and unable to show his face.

    Du Heng thought about it and couldn't find a way to untie this knot. At this moment, Ling Shuanghua walked in.

    Today no one told her that Du Heng would come back, and she didn't have any feeling about whether he would come home or not.

    When the maid told her about Du Heng's return, she was practicing calligraphy in the study.

    Recently, Ling Shuanghua especially likes Lin Wang Xizhi's posts. She is particularly fascinated by Wang Xizhi's delicate and dignified body, and his leisurely demeanor.

    She often spends a whole day just writing a post. Today she is facing "Quick Snow and Sunny Post". Although there are only 28 characters, there are lines or regular scripts in it, or flow and stop, or stop and flow.  Unique rhythmic rhythm.  The brushwork is round, vigorous and elegant, and every stroke is taken lightly, and every word does not show the leisurely and leisurely meaning of the royal style.

    Ling Shuanghua imitated it with fascination, especially the character "Xi", which has many strokes, and I feel that it is not good to write left and right. It is either too crowded or too loose, and I am always dissatisfied.

    When the maid came to tell her that Du Heng was back, she didn't stop writing, she still copied stroke by stroke until she was satisfied with the word "Xi".

    Ling Shuanghua raised her head to see that it was getting dark, and then she remembered that Du Heng had gone home.

    Usually, the first thing Du Heng does when he comes home is to see what Ling Shuanghua is doing first, and then he talks to her about a bunch of chores in the county government regardless of whether she likes to hear it or not.

    Today he has been home for a long time, and he didn't bother Ling Shuanghua, Ling Shuanghua felt very strange.

    So, Ling Shuanghua came to the bedroom out of curiosity.

    Du Heng was resting his head on his arm at the moment, staring straight at the roof in a daze.

    Ling Shuanghua went up to take a look at Du Heng and then pretended to ask casually: "Master, is there something on your mind?"

    Du Heng heard Ling Shuanghua's question, he didn't move and still maintained his original posture, and he replied after a long time: "Well, I have something on my mind."

    Ling Shuanghua continued to ask: "Is there anything that can stump the master, it must be a major event."

    Du Heng replied: "Well, it's a big deal!"

    Ling Shuanghua sat down, picked his nails with a bamboo stick and said, "Is there anything the master can't handle?"

    Du Heng listened to Ling Shuanghua's sarcastic words, but did not respond.

    He asked blankly: "If I am dismissed, will you be more comfortable?"

    Ling Shuanghua replied: "Whether the master is an official or not is the same to me. I practice my calligraphy and play my piano. Besides, isn't the master a man with a deep mind? How can I be dismissed? It should be  Promotion is the right thing to do!"

    Ling Shuanghua stood up after finishing speaking, turned around and walked out, leaving Du Heng alone.

    Du Heng didn't seem to feel anything, he continued to stare at the roof and think (Remember the website URL: www.hlnovel.com
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