Chapter Twenty-Six: Throwing Stones and Asking for Fate
In addition to the towering mansion of the princely and noble, the most important landscape garden is not only that outsiders will get lost, but I am afraid that if the people who grew up in the palace have been nostalgic in the landscape garden for a long time, I am afraid that they will often feel that the whole capital will be their own palace. It can be seen that the luxury of the Zhumen Hou Mansion. In the imperial capital, there are some lintels or even wealthy families from merchants, no matter where the house is. Needless to say, there must be a garden in the courtyard that goes in and out of the courtyard, and the signs of status and wealth are far away from this view.
Since ancient times, everyone has been extremely particular about this matter.
Who does not know that the gates of Zhongwangfu and Duanwangfu are facing Taifu Street and Renshou Street. Thanks to the young man in front of him, he braved ten years of wind and snow, and he jumped over the eaves and climbed over the wall under the starry night.
"Xuan Xiao Wang Ye is very idle?" Ran Ziwan lightly adhered to the osmanthus cake, leaving his mouth fragrant. It seemed that he was used to it, and he was not surprised by the arrival of that man. Or this body is also extremely accustomed, the last time I went to the library and knocked on the switch on the side of the plane tree, Ran Ziwan asked not only about the fragrance of medicine, but also about the fragrance of magnolia. Even on the back of the tree, although I can't see what the words are, there are indeed two names engraved there, which have grown into the annual rings.
The rushing waters are like the long groans of thousands of horses.
Ran Ziwan squinted, it is not difficult to imagine such a young man in front of him, who has always been romantic, dressed in brocade clothes, standing on the side of the stream in the wind, looking at what kind of picture it is to see the death of the flowing water.
"Idle?" Xuan Ge looked out of the window funny, did the world also think that he was leisurely and respectful like an idler.
"Don't go to the flower banquet the day after tomorrow!" Xuan Ge's voice was light and fluttering, with a layer of freshness.
"Why?" Ran Ziwan raised an eyebrow.
"A trick to deceive the world, you want to go too?" Xuan Ge shook his sleeves, turned around and looked at the shadow behind him, the cold tremor under the moonlight yesterday seemed to still be there.
"Since it's a trick, wouldn't it be disappointing if you don't play it?" Ran Ziwan's smile became more and more flattering, so bright that Ran Zixiao, who was a brother, was slightly stunned for a moment.
"It's fine. "Xuan Ge has always known that she is a smart, almost bewitching woman. The color that is as light as standing still as calm as water, just like that, is soft and warm in the sun. Bright as a pearl in the palm of your hand, beautiful as nine days of brilliance, transparent and even 10,000 years of ice and snow, elegant and noble cover **** noble. Under the beauty of the city and the country, she should have a strategy to overthrow the country and destroy the city.
"From Fahrenheit, looking out of Dongzhou. Dongzhou Broad & Bright, the family voice. Ran Zixiao's good-looking eyebrows and eyes looked at Xuan Ge. "I heard that the Jiangnan Hua family will also come! I don't know if it's the rumored one?"
Xuan Ge ignored Ran Zixiao's provocation, and looked at the woman like a moon mirror under the warm sun as before.
Dongzhou Huajia evolved from the surname Hua and is a century-old family that has been standing in the East.
Looking at it like this, the people invited to this flower banquet are not ordinary families in the end.
"Little prince!" While thinking, the black shadow outside the window fell suddenly, and his expression was silent as if he had something to say.
"What's the matter?" Xuan Ge gently twisted between his index finger and thumb.
"Here, the Empress Dowager has arrived at the Zhongwang Mansion and is waiting for you to go back. The voice of the shadow was as dark as the color around him.
From the cloud to the Yun tribe, it has been less than five days. At this time, this black shadow was obviously stronger than Yun Po's other person, and his breath was almost unsmellable, and it seemed to come and go without a trace.
"It's finally here, I knew that the rotten peach blossom wouldn't settle down!" Xuan Ge jumped up and flew away into the warm pavilion, the snow-white magnolia was quiet, the eyebrows and eyes were cold, and the cold air that could not be seen through at a glance. And only that person knows what he Xuan Ge can't move fundamentally. And only that person knows that he can't do it, and he does it.
"The ice is gone, and the house is much warmer. Ran Zixiao was a little resentful.
"Is there any?" Ran Ziwan looked at this young man in the wind with a smile in his bones.
No one will underestimate a Mu Feng who cannot be rendered by legends, let alone Ran Zixiao, who has returned from cultivating at the top of the unpredictable snow-capped mountain for ten years. Since everyone in the world knows about it, she naturally knows even more about it.
No matter how much the young man in front of him is, he is fearless. It looks like a style of doing things that are reined in and never care about what is behind you. In fact, the similar elegance of brothers and sisters in their bones can't be hidden.
A person often dares to cause as much trouble as he has great ability! This sentence should be reversed for this Xiao Shizi. The more reckless he behaves, the more people feel that they can't see the depths.
"The ice cube is also true, that's just a trick to deceive the world, do you really want to go to that occasion?" Ran Zixiao and his sister who had been away for ten years looked carefully, and when she left, she was still so fleshy and would only follow the little girl behind him who asked for candy and milk, but now she has grown up, but she is a little thinner.
"What does my brother think?" said Ran Ziwan smiled.
"Listen to the evening!" Ran Zixiao looked at Ran Ziwan's smile as if she had returned to the past.
Ten years ago, Ran Zixiao, who was reluctant to leave home to practice, drew circles in the garden of Xiaoxiang Courtyard of Duanwang Mansion, and drew a total of three circles on the ground with a wooden sword, three large circles, enough for this five-year-old boy to lie down completely in it.
A big circle on the left represents: Don't go to Mu Feng, because my sister is too young to take care of, and Old Man Ran can't be trusted.
A big circle on the right represents: Go to Mu Feng, because you need to kick your sister's future husband when you grow up, and Old Man Ran can't be trusted.
The circle in the middle represents: God bless, take your sister to Mu Feng together. Although the girl's chubby back can't move.
Then he picked up a stone, turned his back on himself, and began to throw the stone.
The first one, there is no one inside or outside the circle, and the five-year-old Xiao Shizi looked for a stick of incense, but he didn't find it.
Throw another one
The second one, if it weren't for the screams of the mother-in-law who turned over the soil in the garden in the distance, it is estimated that she would not have been able to find it again.
The third one heard a thud and fell into the river
until
Until there were no more stones available for more than ten meters beside him, Ran Zixiao was a little frustrated, and the big circle he deliberately drew at that time still couldn't be lost. After sighing, he solemnly picked up the last stone, vibrated with words, muttered in his mouth, and threw it out with serious hands. It's just that when I looked back, there was still nothing in the three laps, and at that time, five-year-old Ran Zixiao was about to give up. I saw a chubby little hand tugging at the corner of her, holding a stone tightly in her hand, her big eyes sparkling like stars, and she called Ran Zixiao in a milky voice: "Dog!
"It's brother, brother!" Five-year-old Ran Zixiao kept repeating, and Ran Ziwan, who was only less than four years old at that time, nodded very smartly, learning Ran Zixiao's pronunciation: "Like a dog! Like a dog!"
Ran Zixiao sighed, the dog is the dog! The little figure looked sad at this time.
The boy, who was a little puzzled when he saw his brother throwing stones, walked towards a circle drawn by Ran Zixiao with a curious face. The small figure looked very curious, but it vaguely made people feel a little deliberate. The chubby little body staggered and walked straight to the circle on the right. The small pace, which was not very steady, finally arrived.
He shook the wide sleeves of his coat, revealing the small pebbles in his hand that had been stained with sweat, and placed them in the circle without hesitation, and then giggled.
As soon as Ran Zixiao turned around, she saw that the little figure was already sitting in the circle, and she was giggling happily at the stone she placed in the circle.
"Do you want your brother to go to Mu Feng?" Ran Zixiao wiped the beads of sweat on Xiao Ziwan's forehead a little awkwardly, and looked at Ran Ziwan seriously.
"Like a dog! Giggles" The boy was still speechless, completely confused about what to call Ran Zixiao, and looked playful and cute.
"Brother listens to you!" Five-year-old Ran Zixiao laughed inexplicably, because he knew that the Mandate of Heaven might have been arranged a long time ago. It's like the choice made for him later, he still has to go if he should go. It must be in the Duanwang Mansion, and as the son of the world, he has no choice.
The medicine mother-in-law, who didn't know why in the distance, rushed over, and saw the two brothers and sisters sitting on the ground laughing, and couldn't help but shake her head, a little happy, and a little sad.
Xinran, it is a good relationship between brother and sister. It's sad that I have been pitiful without parents since I was a child.
A few days later, Ran Zixiao took Lie Yu to Mu Feng, he was only five years old at that time, a little boy who couldn't throw stones into the circle.
"You!" Ran Zixiao poked Ran Ziwan's forehead, her movements were gentle, and she looked extremely spoiled. "If you've already thought about it, why do you ask me?"
The nature of the master and the mother is the closest relatives of heaven.
Looking at the world, the closest is blood relatives, and the best is to keep flesh and blood.
"I still have to go, I have asked Granny Yao to make clothes. Ran Ziwan saw Ran Zixiao's doting in her eyes, but she finally realized the boredom caused by poking her forehead, if the elder and the younger were reversed.
As for the clothes of the flower banquet, they should still be made of red sleeve brocade in the imperial capital, so I will go there and customize a few clothes for you. Ran Zixiao said half-footed and half-stepped.
It's been ten years, but fortunately, in these ten years, Duanwangfu has been fine, and she is fine.
"Good!"
"Raising your eyes is a cliché, and there are no relatives in the city. This is Ran Zi's first feeling when he returned to Duanwangfu in the evening, at that time, the old prince Ran said that he was sick, and the only brother of the prince was still in Mu Feng and had not returned, but he was burdened with too many rumors, and he was careless and clear about the true and false.
The world is so big, and now I feel that it is a wonderful thing to have a person who is dependent on his blood. The sunlight in the warm pavilion was gentle and gentle, and Ran Ziwan's heart seemed to soften and be extremely comfortable.
"Banxia!" Ran Ziwan called softly.