Chapter 238: Yiran's New Home

By the second day of August, Yiranju was finally built. Under the guidance of Mr. Chu Tian, Xiao Yiran purchased all kinds of furniture, as well as a variety of curtains and daily necessities, and was ready by the eleventh day of August, just waiting for the move. After discussing with Chutian, he finally chose the day of moving on August 12.

According to Zhu Di's meaning, he wanted to move with great fanfare, but Xiao Yiran did not agree, he originally gave up the painting boat and came to Yiranju, just to hide from the quiet, if he moved in with everyone, I am afraid it will be difficult to get out completely. So he politely rejected Zhu Di's suggestion, and on August 12, he just invited Zhu Di, Lin Shitong, the magistrate of Jiangning County, Liu Wen in Song Jiatuan, and of course, Mr. Chutian Chu, and then everyone in the painting boat, everyone got together, talked and laughed, and had a lively lunch, which was regarded as a celebration of Xiao Yiran's housewarming.

In the afternoon, Sun Cong led the rest of the people in the painting boat back to the Qinhuai River except for Qingwen and Musk Yue, and Lin Shitong, the magistrate, also saw the opportunity to retreat, and only Zhu Di and Chutian were left to accompany Xiao Yiran. The three of them took a nap in the afternoon, and then walked around Yiran Center together.

The pond had already been dug out according to the appearance of Xiao Yiran's memory, and it was even bigger than what he remembered. The bamboo forest on the small earthen bag is not limited to one place on the earthen bag, but winds and stretches, directly connecting with the pond. Instead of building more pavilions in Yiranju, Xiao Yiran used the Zhuangzi of his uncle Sun Jidong in the Northern Song Dynasty as a model, and added some memories of gardens in his university life. The whole Yiranju is close to nature and conforms to the theme of nature, with less traces of artificial carving. However, because I joined the university life, I had a more advanced understanding of nature, so that the whole Yiran House had a touch of agility in the simple and natural tone. This is what really attracts Chu Tian and Zhu Di.

Because the pond was first dug at the end of February, and the lotus root was planted with the digging, and now the pond has long been a lotus leaf field, and Chutian has purchased silver carp and carp fry and stocked them in the meantime. The bamboo forest was also planted with bamboos with slightly larger arm thickness. As for other flowers and trees, they are all based on the different scenery, and choose different flower colors, different varieties, and even the age of the trees are extremely particular, which can be seen from Chutian's attainments in gardening.

The whole lotus pond is in the northwest and southeast direction, slightly narrow and long, almost around the earth mountain bag around most of the circle. Two small boats, moored under a cluster of graceful willow trees on the shore. When the three of them came closer, they ordered someone to untie the cable and board the boat, and slowly paddled in the lotus pond.

"Miss, with such a beautiful view, why don't you write a poem?"

"Old man, poetry is indeed not what Yiran is good at, so I won't offer ugliness."

"There is nothing in the poems, but they are just affectionate and courteous, so as to convey the meaning. Miss Hui is a blue heart, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, but she says that she is not good at poetry, which makes it hard to believe. ”

"Miss Yiran, don't be too modest."

Zhu Di also echoed beside him, no way, Xiao Yiran looked at the lotus pond, looked at the bamboo forest, and the chrysanthemums blooming in the open space on the shore, and looked up at the sky. Because it was the twelfth day of August, the moon rose early, and at this time, in the afterglow of the setting sun, half a crescent moon appeared in the eastern sky, so he casually recited:

The water waves shake the lotus fields,

The wind blows the sound of the bamboo forest waves.

willow is still in the twilight of the sun,

The yellow flower crescent moon is full of frost.

"Good poetry, good poetry, it can be said that it is appropriate for the situation. It's just ,......"

Seeing that Chu Tian wanted to speak and stopped, Zhu Di answered:

"Sir, do you taste a faint sense of parting from Miss Yiran's poems?"

"The prince also felt it?"

"Yes, I will go to Fengyang, the central capital, in the near future, and this time I came to congratulate Miss Yiran on her housewarming, and I also bid farewell to Miss Yiran by the way."

"Is the prince going to Zhongdu again? Didn't you just come back not long ago? ”

"My father wants us to experience the people's feelings in the central capital, and when we come back again, it will be the day of the vassal."

Speaking of this, there was obviously melancholy in Zhu Di's tone, and the three of them were silent for a while. After a while, Chu Tian also said:

"Lao Yu also take this opportunity to say goodbye to Miss, tomorrow Lao Yu will go back to his hometown, after settling down, he will come back after the Mid-Autumn Festival, and he will not leave."

"The old gentleman is going home too?"

Xiao Yiran knew that Chu Tian's hometown was Suzhou Mansion, which was not far from here, but Xiao Yiran didn't expect Chu Tian to choose to leave at this time.

"yes, it's been a long time since I've been away from home this time, so it's time to go back and have a look."

"Who else is in the old gentleman's family? When you come back, you might as well take the old lady over by the way. ”

"Miss's friendship is old and decrepit. Humble Jing has been dead for many years, and there is only one son and one daughter under his knees, the son has a family, and the daughter is married. ”

"Sir, don't be sad, why don't you take your son over, I guess Miss Yiran won't mind."

"The prince doesn't know, although the old and decayed people are not prosperous, but the Chu family is still a famous family in the local area, and there is still a small property in the family, maybe someone cooks it. The old decay is here, but he is just hiding and idle, so naturally he can't take his son's family away anymore. ”

Zhu Di and Chu Tian said goodbye to Xiao Yiran together, Zhu Di went back to Yanwang's Mansion, and Chutian returned to his residence in Song Jiatuan Village, packed his luggage, and prepared to return to his hometown in Suzhou Mansion the next day.

Xiao Yiran, who returned to his residence, saw that in the huge fence yard, only himself and Qingwen Musk Yue were left, as well as the two cooks invited from the kitchen. Not far from the fence courtyard, in a dozen or so houses, six people were hired to be responsible for the daily sprinkling and cleaning of Yiranju, as well as the care of flowers and trees. Suddenly, a sense of coldness hit my heart.

Qingwen and Musk Yue, who also grew up in the painting boat since they were children, have long been accustomed to the excitement on the painting boat. The three of them stood in the living room, all looking a little overwhelmed.

"Miss is hungry, why don't you pass the food?"

It was the musk moon that was the first to recover. Seeing Xiao Yiran nodded, Musk Yue turned around and went out to the kitchen.

"Isn't Miss a little unaccustomed too?"

Xiao Yiran nodded, and looked away again.

"This is the day I yearn for, how can I not get used to it?"

remembered that in order to avoid Lin Chen, Xiao Yiran came to Jiangning Mansion from Yanshan Mansion, and stayed in his uncle's Zhuangzi for almost a year. At that time, the scene was similar to now, except that the eldest uncle and aunt would often come over to accompany him. The reason why Xiao Yiran felt cold today was because of the sudden resignation of Zhu Di and Chu Tian, which affected his mood.

"How so?!"

Xiao Yiran was shocked in his heart, why did Zhu Di's resignation make him feel sorrowful? Is it ......, impossible. Xiao Yiran turned his head away with all his might, raised his feet and came to the courtyard, looking up at the rising half-round bright moon, but in his ears was the murmur of autumn insects in the grass and in the corner.