Inside the Wenyuan Pavilion

Two men in brocade are playing against each other. Seeing that the chess game had reached www.biquge.info the last moment, the man in white smiled and bowed his head to admit defeat: "Zhiqing, I am good at chess when I go out to a distant school, and my little brother is willing to bow down." ”

"Thunderstorm, why bother, it's clearly a draw." The man in black, who was called the "secretary" by the man in white, just smiled faintly, picked up the tea cup on the side and took a sip of tea.

"Zhiqing, you are really ...... The simple folk customs of the Western Regions have not touched you in the slightest. The man in white, known as "Thunderstorm", sighed with a smile, and also picked up the teacup and took a sip, "This tea smells a little hay, but it is fragrant in the mouth, how can it have a salty taste?" ”

"This is Luobu hemp tea from the Western Regions, and it can be regarded as a unique flavor." Zhiqing explained.

"It's really different." The man in white took another sip, then put down the teacup and touched the hour, and said, "The auspicious time is almost here, why don't we go to the front hall." ”

"Yes, that's fine. I'm afraid that the family will come to look for it later. The man in black nodded and got up, and the men came up to clean up the chess game.

The man in white got up and brushed the folds of his hem, looked at him funny, and said, "Old lady's birthday, you don't greet guests in the front hall, but you come here to hide." It really shouldn't be. ”

It turned out that the man in black who was called Zhiqing was Yan Shaojia, the eldest man of the Yan family.

Yan Shaojia lazily walked to the door and replied: "Birthday has its own father and mother, I just came back from the Western Regions, so naturally I want to rest for a while." ”

The attendant at the door hurriedly opened the door.

"You don't care about the other provinces?" The man in white said with a smile.

"I have my cousin of the Lin family to do it for me, and my grandmother won't care about this." Yan Shaojia replied lightly.

The two were about to step out of the room, but they saw a whirlwind blowing, leaving only a place of fragrance.

Looking at the two shadows in the distance, the unfamiliar plain pink girl aroused the curiosity of the man in white: "Zhiqing, who is that child?" ”

"Probably the makeup is back." Yan Shaojia was stunned for a while, and his mind reacted.

"Makeup? Isn't it the child left behind? The man in white couldn't help but joke when he saw Yan Shaojia's strange expression.

"Storm, you gave birth to such a big child. That's the little sister Yan Juejue. Yan Shaojia led the man in white to the front hall.

"I thought the Yan family only had you and the two brothers and sisters." The man in white said thoughtfully.

"Everyone thinks so. Jue Jue left home since he was a child, and came back every New Year's Day or a birthday in the family. Yan Shaojia explained.

"I see." The man in white said.

"Look at you like this, isn't it that we He Dalang has fallen in love with her sister?" Yan Shaojia saw that he had a melancholy look on his face, and couldn't help but make fun of him.

"Don't dare, don't dare." The man in white sneered.

It turned out that the man in white who was called the thunderstorm was He Qian, the county magistrate who had known Yan Shaojia since childhood. He Qian, although he is the son of the county order, has been unscrupulous since he was a child, humble and courteous, and has been studying diligently, but he is not a dead scholar. Although he is not proficient in all kinds of calligraphy and painting, he is also a little proficient, especially in chess, and he rarely encounters opponents.

"Kyaukyao, did you see the person who just stood next to Brother Zhiqing?" Although the two hurried to the front hall, Jue Jue also caught a glimpse of the unfamiliar figure.

"You mean He Qian." Yan Jiaojiao hurriedly replied.

"The county commander's family." Yan Juejue blinked and stopped talking.

Shoudo

"The auspicious time has come." Steward Yan's loud and high-pitched voice broke through the air, and the guests who were greeting each other in the Shoutang retreated to both sides in unison, leaving a path in the middle.

Old Madam Yan and Old Man Yan came slowly through the curtain from the side hall.

Mr. Yan and Mrs. Yan, who were already waiting on the sidelines, stepped forward to light the birthday lantern and then serve wine for their birthday.

Mrs. Yan left her seat with wine, went to the front of the hall to salute the heavens outward, saluted the ground inward, and then returned to her seat.

Then Master Yan and Mrs. Yan stepped forward to bow and offer birthday gifts.

Naturally following closely behind is Yan Shaojia.

Yan Shaojia instructed the little maid to present Xiaozun's Hetian Jade Guanyin like an iceberg snow lotus, and said: "Zhiqing wishes Grandma a blessing like the East China Sea, and a pine crane with the same life." ”

"Zhiqing's congratulatory gift really won my heart." Old Madam Yan said with a smile. The old lady is already in the age of sixties, and her face has left traces of the baptism of the years, but she is still full of green silk when she is properly maintained.

Yan Jiaojiao offered a thousand-year-old Ganoderma lucidum, and saluted: "Fat Qing wishes that Grandma is like a thousand-year-old tree, and the staff is walking in spring and autumn." ”

"Okay." Old Madam Yan nodded.

Yan Juejue saw her grandmother, who she hadn't seen for two months, and took out the scroll from her sleeve with a smile. The maids unfolded it like a picture of longevity.

Jue Jue Ying bowed and said: "This is the longevity word map of the makeup handbook, may Grandma live a long life." ”

"Okay, it can be seen that makeup is also diligent in practicing calligraphy these days when I leave home." Old Madam Yan nodded with satisfaction, "Come to Grandma's side." ”

"Yes, Grandma". Yan Juejue stepped forward and stood beside Old Madam Yan.

"Brother Yan, that's your daughter." He Dian, who was dressed in regular clothes, asked.

"Exactly." Yan Bowen replied lightly, seeing that Yan Juejue was already standing beside her mother, "My mother favors her." ”

"Girl, naturally. If Thunderstorm is more than one sister, the ancestors of the family may not be able to tell what kind of spoiling it will become. He Dian thinks it's okay.

Yan Bowen just smiled.

"The county commander offered a string of coral jade carvings." After the Yan family congratulated them on their birthday, Steward Yan loudly announced the congratulatory gifts of the visitors.

"Makeup, after the dinner Fu Shou Tang. Fat Qing also comes. Old Madam Yan took Yan Juejue's hand and instructed.

"Yes, Grandma". Yan Jiaojiao and Yan Juejue whispered yes, and after saluting again, the two entered the side compartment together.

"Mother, you are too partial to Juejue. Fortunately, outsiders don't know. After the bowing ceremony, Yan Bowen stepped forward to support Mrs. Yan and said in a low voice.

Old Madam Yan glanced at him dissatisfied, and said, "What, makeup is the blood of my Cui family, not to mention hanging under the famous wild goose, is it a shame for you?" ”

"Auntie, but after all, there is a difference. It's okay if others don't know now, and they may not know how to think of my Yan family in the future. Yan Bowen argued, "My Yan family is also from a scholarly family, how can I not be polite?" ”

"When does my aunt Su Yan's family have to look at other people's faces. If you care, I will mention her as Miss Yan in my makeup and ceremony. After speaking, Mrs. Yan shook off Yan Bowen's hand.

Yan Bowen didn't expect the old lady to care so much about Yan Juejue, so he could only laugh awkwardly in place for a while.

Old Man Yan also glared at Yan Bowen when he passed by. Old Man Yan is the concubine of the Lang Evil Yan family, so naturally he can't listen to his family's low concubine.

Partial compartment

"Kyauk, this is Kyauk." Shen Yurao saw that there was an eleven or twelve-year-old pink-carved child sitting next to Yan Jiaojiao, who was five or six points similar in appearance to Yan Jiaojiao, and thought that it was Yan Juejue who the Yan family had been hiding in the boudoir. This Shen Yurao is the eldest mother of the Shen family's firm, and she has been a sister with Yan Jiaojiao since childhood. Unlike Yan Jiaojiao, who is quiet and elegant, Shen Yurao is full of arrogance and savagery.

"Yes, yes." Yan Jiaojiao nodded, turned her head and said to Yan Juejue, "This is the sister of the Shen family." ”

Yan Juejue got up and saluted vividly, "Sister Shen is good." ”

"What a lovely kid." Shen Yurao smiled slightly and sat beside Yan Jiaojiao.

Shoudo

Mrs. Yan, Mrs. Yan, He County Commander and several old friends who came specially sat at the table.

The other visitors were seated in strict accordance with the etiquette. Yan Shaojia naturally shared a table with He Qian.

"Brother, I came early, but I couldn't find Yan Dalang. Shaojia, you can punish yourself with three cups. Wang Erdu took the wine jug and poured wine into Yan Shaojia's wine glass and said.

This Wang Erdu is the second lang of the rice grain merchant Wang's family, and he and Yan Shaojia are also good friends.

"It's nature." Yan Shaojia got up and picked up the wine glass and drank it, took the wine jug from Wang Erdu's hand and poured three glasses in a row.

"Okay." Wang Erdu said appreciatively, and did it all.

He Qian on the side was also being punished for drinking.

"Thunderstorm, you two are happy today, but they all suffer me. Come, punish a pot first. A handsome man wearing a hairpin on his head who had reached the age of a weak crown put a pot of wine in front of He Qian, and there was a sense of chic in his words.

He Qian blocked the wine jug, shook his head and said, "Ziyu, you know that I don't drink well. This, this, this, no. ”

The man called "Ziyu" was Yan Shaojia's cousin Lin Mo, and when he saw his head tilted, he had an idea and said, "Come, carry out the wine order." If you lose, this pot is yours. ”

He Qian felt that it was a good idea, so he nodded and agreed.

Flower gallery

Yan Juejue has been casual since she was a child, and she doesn't like such occasions, so she casually found an excuse and slipped out of the sideways. As I was walking through the flower gallery, I happened to see a swaying black shadow in front of me.

"Little sister, what's the matter...... Alone here? The black shadow also saw Yan Juejue, so he asked.

Yan Juejue took a few steps closer and found that the person who came was He Qian, secretly grimaced, and asked softly, "Uncle, who are you?" ”

"Uncle!" He Qian found that the little figure was actually Yan Juejue, and when he heard her title, he gritted his teeth and said, "Yan Juejue, you call me uncle!" ”

Yan Juejue hugged her chest and analyzed seriously, but there was a smile in her eyes that couldn't be hidden: "Looking at your weak appearance, you can't help but be a Weng, but your face is dry and lusterless, you can only be an uncle." ”

"Weak? Dry and dull face? He Qian looked at his long and muscular body, reached out and touched his jade-like smooth cheeks, narrowed his eyes and approached Yan Juejue step by step.

Yan Juejue ignored the dangerous aura exuded by He Qian, and approached with a smile: "Yes, uncle, you should go and take medicine to regulate your body, how can you go on like this." By the way, uncle, you haven't told me your name yet. ”

"Yan Juejue, remember. My name is He Qian, and my name is Lifeng. It's a year younger than your brother Shaojia. You're going to call me brother in the future. He Qian is still pressing step by step.

"Got it, uncle." Yan Juejue smiled slyly and retreated in the direction of the flower hall when He Qian approached him.

"Yan Juejue!" He Qian saw Yan Juejue retreating quickly, and shouted angrily because he was drunk and unable to pursue it.

Although He Qian is not a good son, he is also good-looking, and there are many women in Gusu City who love him. Yan Jiaojiao's close friend Shen Yurao is one of them. On weekdays, He Qian is also courteous and elegant, but it happened that today he met Yan Juejue and showed a different side from usual.

garden

"Where have you been, I've been looking for a long time. Grandma has already returned to Fushoutang, let's go take a look. Yan Jiaojiao saw the smugness in Yan Juejue's eyes that she couldn't hide, and knew that she must have played tricks on someone again, and she didn't break it.

"Yes, let's go." Yan Juejue happily took Yan Jiaojiao's hand and said. Yan Jiaojiao looked helpless but full of pampering and led her towards Fushoutang.

Flower gallery

After the banquet dispersed, Yan Shaojia was walking through the flower gallery back to the backyard, but found He Qian drunk and lying on the bench of the flower gallery.

"Thunderstorm, wake up." Yan Shaojia patted He Qian's face.

He Qian opened his hazy eyes, but saw several Yan Shaojia shaking in front of him, and couldn't help but be curious: "Zhiqing, why are you here?" How can there be a few more? ”

"I should ask you that instead. If you are drunk, you don't bring the little girl out with you. Yan Shaojia helplessly helped him up and leaned against the pillar.

"Zhiqing, your sister actually called me uncle. Am I that old? He Qian didn't care what he said, he said to himself.

"Makeup is naughty, you actually have a problem with children." When Yan Shaojia heard He Qian's words, he naturally knew that it was Yan Juejue, and when he saw He Qian's angry face, he was also amused, and ordered the attendant to help him go back to the wing room to rest.

"Yan Juejue, you bad boy!" He Qian muttered to himself when he was helped up.