The left house is a three-storey building with a three-storey building and a simple building with ancient style and green tile, it faces the water on all sides, as if a leaf of light boat floats on the endless water, it looks very isolated and helpless, but in fact it has its own spirit, and it has the right courtyard that accompanies it, the right courtyard of the delicate and beautiful and it looks at each other two by two, it seems to be very close, but in fact it is irrelevant. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Zhou Laicai was dragged into the left house by Steward Xue, bypassing the people in the lobby who gathered to talk together, the two went directly up the stairs to the second floor, passed through eleven wings with all kinds of bamboo signs, and stopped until the innermost room with "Cuizhu" written on it.

There are one or two waiting little guys standing in front of the eleven wings in front of the door, but this "Cuizhu" wing room is empty in front of the door, obviously there is no guest inside at this time, at this time Xue Dingmao remembered to let go of Master Zhou, he smiled heartily, without a trace of embarrassment, he pushed open the door of the "Cuizhu" room, waved his hand and made a gesture for Master Zhou to enter.

Facing the open black "green bamboo" room, Zhou Laicai only felt as if the whole person was in a darkness, he wanted to remind Steward Xue that the room had not been lit yet, but in the face of that face with a hearty and bright smile, as if he didn't care at all, he endured it, and stepped in, just in the blink of an eye, the door behind him was squeaked shut, accompanied by the sound of brisk footsteps, and the room was dark one moment, and the next moment it was as bright as day.

The dazzling light shone on his eyes, Zhou Laicai subconsciously blocked it with his hand, closed his uncomfortable eyes, and echoed in his ears Steward Xue's more hearty laughter, accompanied by a crisp sound of running water, although it sounded noisy, it made people feel different.

After his eyes adapted to the dazzling light, Zhou Laicai slowly opened his eyes and looked at the wing room called "Cuizhu", which is not big, but unlike the traditional hospitality room, everything here is suitable to be described as "unconventional".

Anyway, there are only three walls in the whole wing.

And these three walls, in addition to the door behind him, the left and right sides of the wall are painted with an identical huge and vivid "green bamboo" picture, this picture occupies the entire wall, not so much a painting, but carved out, at a glance, you can feel the concave and convex feeling of each beautiful green bamboo on the wall without getting started, exactly the same green bamboo picture, the left wall is static, and the right wall is dynamic, the green bamboo is swaying in the wind, Just like a beautiful line swinging in the wind, occasionally a few leaves falling down are also depicted vividly, the soul of the green bamboo, is vividly portrayed, and this painting wall also highlights the carving of this wall of the people painters, carving the depth of the carving.

Zhou Laicai is sure that if there is no thirty or forty years of skill, it is impossible to carve such a wall that looks like a vivid green bamboo, looking at this technique is the same as the stone screen he saw just now, he doesn't think about it, this must be the technique of the Xue housekeeper in front of him, it seems that it is not unreasonable for Xue Fushan to become the richest man in Nanyang, even a housekeeper can make a master-like masterpiece at will, it can be described as Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon, I believe that it is not far from the rich and rival country...

However, what attracts Zhou Laicai the most is the wall that is emptied, saying that it is a wall can also be said to be a wall, if it is not a wall, it can also be said that it is not a wall - first of all, there is a green bamboo leaf pattern with an arc thickness of about the thickness of a thumb at the left and right ends of the top of the wall, and then their hem is hung with a cut of bamboo of different lengths and sizes, the whole looks like a hanging curtain, but if you just look at that section of bamboo and it is like a wind chime with a wonderful bell, occasionally there is a breeze blowing, and it can also make a crisp and pleasant sound, It's wonderful.

Of course, the most attractive thing for Zhou Laicai is not this, but a green scene presented in front of the wide open middle door - it is a bamboo forest formed by all kinds of bamboo, at a glance the past is full of greenery, as if the whole person is placed in a spring that can not be seen, the most wonderful thing is that you can see more than ten kinds of bamboo, including a variety of legendary rare species, not to mention that there is no end to the back, it seems that this Xue family can be said to be the world's bamboo varieties to be stored...

"Hahaha... Brother Zhou, please take a seat. Xue Dingmao deliberately didn't remind Master Zhou just now, thinking that he had made something with a lot of effort, and now he finally came to a little tasteful, and he felt sorry for his proud work if he didn't surprise him, so he let him look at all the scenes in this room before he opened his mouth to greet him warmly.

Zhou Laicai retracted his eagerness to step into the bamboo forest, and his face was amazed in addition to curiosity, although he couldn't figure out why this Xue steward had tripped him, but he still took the opportunity to sit on the peach chair in front of him, and calmly talked and laughed with the other party.

Two people who have only known each other for less than a quarter of an hour, at this time, they seem to be like old friends who have been friends for decades, talking in harmony and talking funny, drinking tea and enjoying the scenery and laughing.

"How's it going?" Xue Yang plucked his ears impatiently, his fat body leaned against the stone screen in front of Zuo She, and his eyes looked at the beautiful man in red on the stone screen with a strange look.

And behind him stood a little guy who looked at the open door of Zuoshe and waited for a sweaty little guy, the little guy heard him ask about the master so impatiently, and was so anxious to stomp his feet, Zuoshe ran out of the open door and waved to him, he ran up quickly and asked a few words, and then ran back and repeated what the little guy told him in Xue Yang's ear.

"Oh... Let's go. Xue Yang was still impatient, obese people were most afraid of heat, and he felt unbearable just after standing for a while, and when he heard the little guy's return, his tanned face was red before a smile was raised, and he walked out of the atrium along the bridge with his flat hands.

The little guy followed him with a worried face, until he got out of the water courtyard and entered the garden, as if he wanted to say something, his expression hesitated, and he didn't open his mouth until the rockery pass with strange rocks, "Young master, this thing, this thing is not appropriate, today is the old lady's birthday banquet, if something goes wrong, the old lady is not easy to explain, it is better to change someone... ”

Seeing that it would be cooler to enter the rockery, Xue Yang was mentioned by this little guy like this, and suddenly became nameless, he raised his big foot and kicked the little guy to the ground, looking at the little guy on the ground with a cloudy face, "Change someone, change whom?" Changing you? This is just a joke, what's the big deal, Young Master Ben warns you, if you dare to leak the slightest rumor, be careful of your skin! Hum! After he finished speaking, he turned around and entered the rockery, and the little guy who was kicked to the ground got up and wanted to follow, and a sentence came from the wind, "Don't follow!" ”

The little guy was so anxious that he was about to cry, but the young master's words could not be violated, and he looked at the rockery pass for a while, and saw that the time for the banquet was approaching, his heart was horizontal, and he reflexively ran in the other direction. . . (To be continued.) )