Chapter Seventy-Seven: No Falsehood
Because the previous waterway was too impressive, everyone had a trace of fear in their hearts, so when Yin Luo insisted on taking the land route, no one objected, although the carriage was harder, but even a delicate person like her could stand it and others didn't have any opinions.
After that, there was nothing to do all the way, and I hurried during the day and stayed at the hotel at night until Jiankang. According to A-Yuan, Yin Luo may have been frightened before, and it was rare that she didn't think of any ways to make things difficult all the way.
When I arrived in Jiankang, the sky was gray, with dark clouds and a light rain. It's almost winter, and it's already cold. It's just that although the weather is cold, after all, at the feet of the Son of Heaven, the hawkers on both sides of the street are still enthusiastic, and the pedestrians come and go in a hurry.
Ah Yuan lay on the side of the carriage window, chattering and sighing: "Sure enough, it is the imperial city, a little more lively than Xin'an! Hey, Sister Shuinu, look at that one over there, it's so interesting, Xin'an has never seen it!"
The water slave listened quietly, occasionally responding to her. The heart is peaceful, and the feeling of excitement that may appear in the qiē that I thought about before is not at this time, Jiankang is still the same as before, the building is majestic and atmospheric, the people are happy to live in peace, and nothing has changed.
She looked in the direction of the Imperial City, where nothing should have changed, except for a new owner, and her cherished one was no longer there.
Really, nothing has changed, it's just that everything around her is human.
Before entering the city gate, the team sent by the Ma family to meet them was waiting there, and everyone left the bumpy carriage and got into the soft sedan chair, and walked for about an hour before entering the main gate of the Ma family.
After that, he went to the main hall, and Ma Yuanqin, the head of the Ma family, was waiting in the main hall in person, and several people came forward to meet them one by one because they were juniors, and Ma Yuanqin returned the salute one by one. After that, he said that he was ashamed to know that they had twists and turns on the road, and he would definitely send a few cronies to guard him on the way back.
After expressing his cordial heart, Ma Yuanqin said that a few people came from afar, and they will rest today and invite you to a banquet tomorrow.
Several members of the Yin family and Song Yuanyi were arranged to live in a courtyard, but the Ma family had a big business, and several people were treated as guests, although they lived in a courtyard, but the yard was huge, and there was no shortage of pavilions, flowers, rockeries, small bridges and flowing water.
I didn't pay attention to it before, and on the way to the yard led by the housekeeper of the Ma family, a few people found that there seemed to be a lot of people from the Ma family, and looking at the momentum and dress of the people passing by, they were all people of great status.
I think it is because of the extraordinary status of the head of the Ma family, so although the birthday period has not yet arrived, it is already a lively scene with a lot of guests and a noisy carriage and horse.
There is a small flower garden in front of the door where Yin Nuan lives, I don't know what flowers are planted in it, in this cold season in late autumn and early winter, it is still a purple and red, very beautiful.
At noon the next day, Yin Nuan took a nap in the room, and Ah Yuan couldn't bear to rest, probably for the sake of the head of the family's birthday, and there were not many servants waiting here. The yard was clean. The water slave had nothing to do, and passed the time on the couch outside with a book. Suddenly, a cold wind blew, different from the previous cold, this wind has a bit of cold and fragrant aroma, refreshing people's hearts, which is extremely rare in this late autumn season.
The water slave was surprised, put down the scroll and got up to go out.
The flower garden outside the door was still gorgeous, and the water slave sniffed it, and sure enough, it was the fragrance coming from here. The sweet taste is very appealing, but it brings a bit of fun to this lonely late autumn.
Suddenly, I heard footsteps from the corridor of the door, and I was about to look up, when I heard A-Yuan's voice and suddenly remembered, there was some eagerness in his voice, I don't know why. He gave up his intention to look up and turned around to enter the house.
"Stop. ”
The person behind him seemed to be hurrying a few steps, and the sound of being a little colder than the weather suddenly sounded in his ears, and the water slave turned around, and heard a "pop" sound in his ears, and was stunned for a moment, and the hot pain on his face came, and only then did he realize that he was beaten by someone.
She looked up, and there were six or seven people standing in front of her, and they were handing medicine around a lady with a flying fairy bun, a golden step, and a gold-red big-sleeved shirt. There was a scene of chaos, as if she was not the one who had been beaten just now.
"Why should the lady hurt herself with her own hands?"
Rao is water slave has seven exquisite tricks, and it is difficult to guess what happened at this time.
"Do you dare to stare at my lady?" One of the maidservants saw her look up at everyone, and said to her domineeringly, "My lady beat you with her own hands, why don't you hurry up and salute and thank you and get down?"
The water slave's mind turned, and he suddenly understood who the person in front of him was and where his slap came from.
When I was in the palace a few years ago, I heard that the Ma family had a very favored daughter named Ma Siqi, who was born like a flower and jade, and her appearance was extraordinary, but her temperament was too arrogant and domineering, and she didn't pay attention to anyone, and she caused some trouble for the head of the family, Ma Yuanqin.
In the courtyard where the guests lived, they started beating each other's maidservants, and such reckless things could only be done by the legendary master. If you think about the reason for beating her, no matter how you think about it, it can only be that she didn't salute in time and turned away.
Sure enough, I only heard the arrogant woman in the middle of it look down at her with her beautiful chin and said: "Where did you come from, a cheap maid who doesn't know the rules, you dare to turn a blind eye to me Ma Siqi, you can be regarded as the first." ”
This habit of looking at people with nostrils almost overlaps with the impression of Yin Luo.
"Lady. A servant girl next to her who looked a little rational said, "This may be the servant girl who came with the guest to celebrate her birthday, if she offends someone, I'm afraid it will not be easy to explain to the lord of Lang." ”
"Hmph. Ma Siqi snorted coldly and said, "Father said earlier that you have all heard it, don't say that you don't know the purpose of these people appearing here, but they are all delusional masters who want to climb the high branches." ”
The water slave was not interested in these things, made a salute, admitted the fault of turning a blind eye, and wanted to leave, his arm was pulled by someone, and then he was greeted with a slap with the wind, she turned her head and let go, Ma Siqi was annoyed, and was about to speak, when her wrist was suddenly grabbed.
"Stop, what is this for?"
Ma Siqi has grown so delicate all the way, and when any man of the same age she has seen before approached her, almost all of them have a little humility and flattery, and this bit of flattery not only does not make her blue-eyed, but also fuels her arrogance and arrogant vision. Now there was such a sudden one, there was no humility or flattery in his eyes, although there may still be a little hostility in his eyes, but he finally stood on the same level as her and entered her eyes.
I thought I had a good fate for a lifetime, but who can tell whether this is fate or calamity?