Chapter Thirty-Six: A Courtyard-like Courtyard
Stepping into the courtyard gate, sure enough, this courtyard can be more than twice as large as her courtyard, with an area of about two or three hundred square meters. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 infoEntering from the courtyard gate is a cobblestone path where two people can walk side by side. At the end of the path is two or three marble steps, the steps go up is a verandah, the verandah is ten zhang long, a short verandah is branched out in the middle, and at the end is a marble pavilion, except for a stone table and four stone benches in the middle, there is no decoration.
At the end of the verandah is the main house, the main house is very wide, there are three large entrances, and the front of the house is the verandah as usual, more than half a zhang wide. There is a turn in the verandah in front of the house, so that the pattern cannot be fully seen.
In front of the cobblestone path and verandah is a flower garden, the flower bed style is very rigid, just plant some flowers that bloom in season at will, a cluster here, a cluster there, I really can't see where it looks good.
No wonder Zhou Minghui is willing to spend one hundred and fifty taels for her to take care of the small courtyard. This flower garden has to be rearranged to match the verandah and the house.
This is not a small courtyard at all, a whole courtyard, looking at the layout, the spaciousness, the decoration, she thinks that the mansions of ordinary officials are nothing more than that.
Zhou Minghui is really rich.
Ye Sultan followed Hongdou into the hall and was arranged to sit on the left side of the main seat, and then another palace maid served her a cup of hot tea, and then withdrew, Hongdou said to her, to get some snacks and preserves, let her sit for a while.
Ye Sultan picked up the teacup, smelled it gently, the fragrance was refreshing, took a sip, the tip of the tongue was slightly sweet, the teeth and cheeks were fragrant, and there was an indescribable feeling after entering the throat. She didn't know much about tea, but she could drink it as a fine tea.
Could this be the legendary Biluochun? Dad said that Biluochun is sweet and pure.
Such a high-quality tea must have been given by the emperor.
The tea given by the emperor is served by more than one palace maid. I'm afraid that this Zhou Minghui's identity is not just as simple as a talent.
Looking up, the whole hall is very large, estimated to be forty or fifty square meters, and under the main seat are two rows of seats for entertaining guests, with four chairs in each row, and a coffee table in the middle of the chairs. Two mahogany shelves are placed on either side of the two rows of seats, and on top of the wooden shelves are large vases of blue and white porcelain.
On either side of the hall door were two tall trees, well kept, leafy and vibrant.
The decoration of the whole hall is antique, and all the furniture is made of mahogany, giving people an atmospheric feeling.
As soon as I finished drinking a cup of tea, the red beans who had just gone out came in with a wooden tray with three stacks of snacks on it.
She walked up to her and respectfully helped her prepare the snack.
"Ye Cairen, this is the dim sum specially arranged by our master when he comes back, osmanthus cake and almond cake, you can try it. This dish is black plum candied fruit and tribute raisins. ”
Ye Sultan gave her a big smile and said habitually, "Thank you, Red Bean." ”
Hongdou looked at her smile, froze, then blushed, and replied very uncomfortably, "This is what a slave and maid should do, and only then will you thank the slave and maid." ”
"There's nothing to be ashamed of, don't be shy, look at your face is red." Seeing Hongdou's delicate and shy appearance, Ye Sultan couldn't help but tease her.
“。。。 Ye Cairen, if you don't have any orders, the slave and maid will retreat, and our master will come over when he wakes up. You wait. Hongdou blushed to the root of his ears, and he really didn't know how to answer Sultan Ye's words, so he hurriedly retreated.
"Okay, I'm not going to mess with you. Can I go to the yard and walk around? It's right in the yard. Realizing that he seemed to have gone too far as to joke, Ye Sultan hurriedly changed the subject.
"I'm sorry, without the permission of our master, the slave doesn't dare to make decisions on his own, you still have to wait." When it comes to business, Hongdou looks respectful and answers in a proper manner.