Chapter 159: Snow Clusters
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The eaves of the verandah are blown down by the wind from time to time and the snow is sprinkled and fluttering, floating in the air like catkins.
The cold wind is a little cold, and with the unique humid atmosphere of Jiangnan, it makes the human body taste a kind of bone-chilling cold.
Xiusun put herself in a big squirrel skin cloak and hurried towards the powder mirror dock, while Ah Hong took the first step, and went back first to tell the maid to burn the charcoal basin.
By the time Xiusun and Ruan Dehong stepped into the courtyard, the smoking bed had been prepared, the water for making tea was also tumbling, and the room was filled with the fragrant fragrance of tangerine peel and pine branches, which was refreshing and warm.
It's just that Xiusun's mood can't be warmed up.
Sitting on the smoking cage, Xiusun personally held the pot to pour tea for Ruan Dehong, the tea leaves stretched, the tea soup was bright, the aroma was pleasant, and the taste was mellow.
Ruan Dehong took a sip of the cup and praised, "There are all tea scriptures and praise museums, how can it be like enjoying Tieguanyin." A plain sentence, let him read it in Yangzhou dialect, soft and glutinous with a sonorous rhythm, wrapped between the lips and teeth, like the rich fragrance of Tieguanyin, lingering on the tip of the nose, warm and comfortable.
Gradually, Xiusun also calmed down in this rich tea fragrance, and chanted in the newly learned Pukou dialect, "Find Guanyin rhyme for you, and the color, fragrance, and shape have miraculous skills." ā
The two looked at each other and smiled.
After tasting the first course, Xiusun picked up the cast-iron teapot with a handle that had been steaming on the small wind stove and poured water into the teapot.
"Cousin, why are you in such a hurry?" Xiusun watched the rainbow flow, rolled up a whirlpool in the small lake, and soared the tea leaves that had sunk to the bottom of the pot as the water level dropped, stretched and rolled, danced to her heart's content, and gradually, her eyes were a little stupid.
Ruan Dehong knew that she was in a hurry, so she didn't beat around the bush, put down the tea bowl and said, "I'm afraid the problem is still with your fourth sister." ā
Xiusun was shocked, raised her eyes to look at him, and saw that Ruan Dehong was also looking at herself seriously, a little focused, a little kind.
Xiusun slightly glanced at the tea leaves floating in the tea bowl, her eyes depicting the traces of the ups and downs of the tea leaves, and quietly waited for Ruan Dehong to speak.
Ruan Dehong took another sip of tea and said, "I went to Dingshan Temple with a few classmates to enjoy the snow and drank a few glasses of wine together, and some people got drunk and said something that is inconvenient to talk about on weekdays. ā
Xiusun understands that there are not only Ruan Dehong and Chu Xiuyi who are dedicated to learning in the Chu family, but also some children who come to study because of their old in-laws.
This point is what the second old lady of the second room has repeatedly instructed, whenever he encounters a rich and powerful student in the family who is not right-minded, he will always find a way to let him find another job, and those teachers who blindly appreciate themselves will not stay long in the family studies.
Xiusun once asked, in ancient times, there were three migrations of Meng's mother, which shows the impact of the environment on people, do you want to watch these black sheep harm the good students in the ethnology?
The second old lady just smiled and stroked his beard, and replied with eight words, if the water is clear, there will be no fish, and if people are observed, there will be no disciples.
Xiusun nodded, she knew that the second old lady still had nothing to say, the meaning of ethnology was to cultivate promising children, but also to expand the influence of the Chu family, those gentlemen looked like they had no future, behind them were all intertwined famous families, and the second old lady didn't want to offend anyone.
In addition, the patriarchal study is also like a small officialdom, the students are loyal and treacherous, good and bad, if the current situation can't be coped, even if the book is good, it will be in vain.
Ruan Dehong understood all this very early, so he had a good relationship with almost all his classmates in the family studies, he was a merchant and a concubine, and his status in this group of children was low, and there were no rumors of being bullied or stammering people so far, indicating that this person is not simple.
Xiusun listened carefully to Ruan Dehong's talk about the process of that day, and did not interrupt, but just refilled the tea at the right time.
It turned out that there was an out-of-tune person in the family science, and after drinking two more glasses, he began to fill his mouth with Hu Qin, saying that there was a young lady in the Chu family, who longed for the third young master of the Meng family, and dragged the maid to deliver things, and was bumped into by him.
"How can it be?" Xiusun was a little angry, and there were doubts in her heart, when did Xiuguan be so bold, and also, why did she evade her pursuit when she moved so much? You must know that since the last epidemic, all the people around Xiuguan have been replaced, and no one around her dares to protect her.
"Cousin, what did you find?" Xiuguan quickly calmed down and knew that there was a follow-up to this matter.
Ruan Dehong saw that Xiusun had grasped the point so quickly, and his face was full of gentle appreciation, "Cousin is right, it really made me encounter something interesting." Every time your fourth sister went back to school, she always went to visit your little sister. ā
Xiusun was stunned, "The maid beside Xiuqian? "The truth is revealed, Xiuguan must have bought off the people around Xiuqian.
These days, she used most of her manpower to tell Xiuguan and Xiuzhi, but she ignored Xiuqian's side, if it was really dark under the lamp, Xiusun felt hot on her face.
Ruan Dehong almost scratched her ears and cheeks with remorse when she saw her, and seemed to smile, "Don't be entangled, it's not the person brought by Miss Jiu, it's the person from the Jiangpu old mansion who gave it to Miss Jiu." ā
The implication is that there is no problem with the people selected by Xiusun, but the old mansion in Jiangpu is too complicated.
Xiusun understood his kindness, and poured another cup of tea for Ruan Dehong, Ruan Dehong waved his hand and said with a smile, "After drinking a belly of tea, my cousin's fragrant dew has also been delivered, so I'll go to Master Chen to play a game of chess." ā
Xiusun was surprised, and ordered Ah Hong to come in and serve Ruan Dehong, put on a cloak, and personally sent him out of the courtyard.
The air outside is still cold, Xiusun took a deep breath, moved to the small bridge at the door and stood up, the vermilion thin waist arch bridge was also paved with a thick layer of snow, looking at cotton wool from a distance, walked in and stretched out his hand to pick, but it was cold and hard. Xiusun looked left and right, the little magpie stood under the bridge, and looked at a pair of mandarin ducks by the pond stupidly, which was raised at home, and he cut his wings when he was young, and he couldn't fly high, so naturally he wouldn't migrate elsewhere with the season.
This year's winter was bitterly cold, Xiusun specially ordered to build a nest with cotton wool in the rockery cave by the pool, and the snow stopped at this time, and this pair of restless mandarin ducks actually ran out and wandered around.
Ah Hong sent Ruan Dehong away, but she hasn't come back yet, and no one pays attention to her.
Xiusun secretly, little by little, pulled a small pinch of ice and snow from the vermilion lotus-top railing, and was about to send it to her mouth, but suddenly felt a pain in her cheeks, and her eyes were dark, and it turned out to be a snow ball that smashed straight on her cheeks and cracked.
Some of the fine snow chips burrowed into the collar of the garment, and some were so cold that people were excited, and some of them stood on the cheeks, wooden, and cold.
Xiusun picked up the corner of the cloak, wiped her face indiscriminately, raised her eyes and glared angrily at the culprit, her vision blurred by the rubbing of Fang Cai, and she saw a black mass from far to near, gradually obscuring her vision.
Xiusun doesn't need to look to know that there is only one person in this house who dares to treat her like this, and has the interest to treat her like this, Xu Jingxing! (To be continued.) Mobile phone users, please browse and read, a better reading experience.