Chapter Twenty-Seven: The Study of the Yellow Mansion
Coming out of the main hall, and then passing through two pendulum arches, is the study of the Yellow Mansion. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info
"Listening to your words is better than reading for ten years. Brother Nalan's words really made Brother Daigo empowered and admired! Admire! ”
At this time, in the study, several men in green robes were sitting around the low seats, chatting eloquently.
The charcoal basins placed in the four corners of the study are burning vigorously, making a crisp popping sound. The little maidens hung their heads and stood quietly, fanning the flames with folding fans.
"Hedge, take some fire from the charcoal basin and add it to the stove, and then scald the pot of wine." The man sitting in the second seat did not look back and instructed the maid who was waiting behind him.
He was born with thick eyebrows and big eyes, and he was very rough, but he was wearing the literati robe that was rising in the capital of the country, which looked a little nondescript.
"Big brother, this is your fault, look at your maid, who looks white and pure, with fine skin and tender meat, what if you are burned by charcoal? Even if you don't feel distressed, I won't allow it. ”
The man sitting next to him glared and scolded with a disgruntled smile.
The little man who was with him behind him was very clever, and hurriedly stepped forward to snatch the shovel from the hedge's hand, trotted away, and came back with a charcoal fire.
"Okay, okay, just pity the jade. Brother Nalan Xian, this leather monkey has liked to talk back to me since he was a child, and I can't argue with him with my thick mouth, but let you see the jokes. The man in the second seat was not annoyed, scratched his hair, wrinkled his face and spit bitterness with Nalan Junyi.
"No, no. You see that Huang Erye is talking back to you, but I look at it as a brother and brother who is very respectful. Nalan Junyi raised his eyebrows, shook his head and laughed.
As he spoke, the wine on the copper stove was already hot and bubbling. The whole study room is overflowing with the fragrance of rice wine, and it smells very attractive.
"Green ant new brew wine, small bronze stove."
Nalan Junyi let out a long breath, and the room was quiet.
"Miss, Miss, a few masters are talking inside, you" Noisy footsteps and noises suddenly sounded in the corridor.
Everyone was stunned, stood up and looked out of the house. However, due to the cold climate on rainy days, a thick layer of fog was covered in the bamboo strip paper pasted with the window frame, and only a few figures could be faintly seen.
"Master, I'm afraid there's something going on outside, I'll go out and take a look."
The hedge glanced out of the house a few times, saw the door curtain move, and hurriedly bowed and walked out.
Before she could lift the curtain, a half-sized child burst in and crashed into her arms. The hedge was also unprepared and fell heavily to the ground.
She was a little embarrassed and ready to get up, but as soon as she half-straightened up, she was slapped hard in the face, and there was a crisp snap, and everyone in the room froze.
"You minion! How to walk! "There is a human cushion under him, but Nalan Yu didn't hurt from falling. She shook her red right hand and stared at the hedge condescendingly, looking extremely arrogant.
"Concubine! You! Nalan Junyi scolded sharply.
Just now he recognized the reckless figure as Nalan Yu, and he was already a little displeased. Now, the face is even more iron-blue.
The bunch of maids who broke in with Nalan Yuhu were instantly silenced, and even the movements of the maids in the corner of the house to fan the fire were much slower, leaving only the sound of rain ticking to the ground.
"Father, I······ I" The domineering look on Nalan Yu's face disappeared, and she spoke a little timidly. For Nalan Junyi, she has always been in awe.
"I said brother-in-law, it's funny if a half-grown child is delicate. If you scare your concubine, I, who is an uncle, can't spare you. Second Master Huang chuckled and patted Nalan Junyi's shoulder, and then quietly glanced at the hedge.
The hedge had just straightened up, and she only felt a buzzing in her ears, but she still knelt down obediently when she received Huang Erye's eyes.
"Miss Concubine, it was the slave who rushed into you."
The hedge hung her head, and her tightly bitten lip was almost dripping with blood, but she still kowtowed a few times, and fell to the ground again, smoothing the wrinkles at the corners of Nalan Yu's skirt with her hands.
"It's me who gets agitated." Nalan Yu reluctantly apologized, didn't call the hedge to get up, and stepped over with a cold face.
"Hahaha, brother-in-law, isn't this all happy? Why be angry with your daughter for a maid? Huang Erye smiled and stepped forward to help up the hedge, Nalan Junyi looked at the anthurium print on the hedge and disappeared, and he also lost some anger.
"Father, father" Nalan Yu looked up cautiously, and saw that his father's expression was much softened, and he mustered up the courage to call a few times.
"What?"
"Father, Sister Qi brought a painting, saying that it was begged from Ziyan's study, but Yu'er had obviously seen it in her father's study. I also know in my heart that my sister is trying to please my grandfather, but my father often admonishes us to 'treat others with truth, not only to benefit others, but also to benefit others'. In order to prevent my sister from losing a big loss, I thought twice and decided to come and tell my father. Nalan Yan bit her lower lip and simply finished speaking.
"Oh? When did Qi'er come, why didn't anyone call me over? ”
Nalan Junyi's face was much happier, and he hurriedly stepped out. After a pause at the threshold, he turned back apologetically, bowed to the second master of the Huang family, and said with a clear smile: "My daughter, she has been afraid of giving birth since she was a child, and her temperament is also shy, I'll go see her first." ”
"Oh? Presumably, this Qi'er is the eldest daughter who is often talked about by her sister, not the eldest daughter who is better than her own child, so we naturally have to go and see it as an uncle. The uncle of the Huang family and the second master exchanged glances, flicked their robes and stood up.
"Father, I mean sister" Nalan stomped her legs, and when she saw her father's figure gradually moving away, she didn't care about talking, and hurriedly followed.
"Masters, young ladies, etc." The maid who blocked the house was full of maids, and she carried rain gear and rushed out.