Chapter 6 Blue Eyes
Willow vanity mirror, glazed eight treasure pavilion.
In the two months since he crossed over, or woke up from a state of dementia, this was the first time Xie Xiaoman really looked at his appearance carefully in the bronze mirror.
This body is fifteen or sixteen years old, as for the exact age, no one in the courtyard where Xie Xiaoman lived before could tell, so she didn't care about herself.
In fact, it seems that Xie Xiaoman is shorter than his peers. After all, for so many years, nutrition has not kept up, and I have been doing labor, and it has become a difficult thing to grow taller.
A face that is not good-looking, nor ugly, but just unsightly. It's that the skin is a little abnormally white, not the kind of skin that is better than snow, but the kind that looks anemia......
Sighing lightly, Xie Xiaoman poked the little freckles on his face at the bronze mirror.
The servant woman who was curling her hair for Xie Xiaoman smiled lightly and asked, "Listening to Lu Sheng, the little lady was in a hurry all the way, and she didn't bring the rouge powder box." If the little lady doesn't give up, why don't the slave family go and get some of their usual ones first, and buy red makeup for the little lady? ”
Xie Xiaoman was startled when he heard this, and hurriedly shook his head: "No need, I don't have the habit of wearing makeup." ”
"This is strange, could it be that the little lady is the same as the other one in our family, who doesn't like red makeup, but likes to dance and ink?"
"Dancing and inking? I don't know which one? Xie Xiaoman asked curiously.
"It's the niece of Lord Lang, and her name is Dao Yun. Speaking of which, the little lady of Daoyun is about the same age as you. ”
"Ahh But the one who 'didn't rise like catkins because of the wind'? Xie Xiaoman's eyes widened.
The servant woman nodded hurriedly, quite surprised: "It is true that I have made such a poem, but the slave family does not understand poetry and has heard it said." Why, has the statement of our little lady of Daoyun been so big? ”
Xie Xiaoman thought to himself, not only is it big, but it has also left a name for eternity!
Thinking like this, but not saying that. Xie Xiaoman hurriedly said: "I have also heard from my parents about it, and I am very fond of this sister who has never met. ”
"Sisters who have never met", even if they just said these words, Xie Xiaoman couldn't help but feel blushing.
is about to go to see Xie An, the most famous prime minister of the Eastern Jin Dynasty, and here he is cheeky and commensurate with the Xie Daoyun sisters...... Yes! That's right! In addition to these two big shots, there is also a famous sergeant Xie Xuan, who won more in the Battle of Weishui, who seems to be the same generation as himself.
At the thought of this, Xie Xiaoman couldn't help but blushed excitedly. It turns out that it is such a feeling to be a child of a family, surrounded by high-ranking officials and nobles and cattle whose reputation is highlighted by future generations. A casual celebrity is his own relative. It's an incredible feeling!
In addition to being excited, Xie Xiaoman couldn't help but be slightly nervous.
She had already figured out the cause and effect, but she really didn't expect that one of her flute songs, originally to please her own uncle, fell into Xie An's ears by mistake.
And he didn't just get out of the cage-like yard, and he was even about to go to see Xie An.
Meeting with such an important historical figure, even Xie Xiaoman can't be as calm as yesterday.
After eating breakfast without knowing the taste, Xie Xiaoman took a few deep breaths, straightened the clothes on his body, and went to the upper room under the leadership of the servant.
She had already asked, this is a house placed by the Xie family, which is basically uninhabited, and only occasionally people will live here for a few days when they go to the meeting for business.
After the Xie family crossed to the south, the main lineage of the descendants all lived in Wuyi Lane in Jiankang City. It's Xie Xiaoman's branch, because his ancestor was an official in Huiji, so he took root here.
Huiji is also a place of outstanding people, the ancestors of the Xie family once took a fancy to this land and famous mountains and rivers, bought some fields and bought a house, like Xie An, occasionally came to live.
The house is not big, compared with the peaceful mansion compound in the north, it has a little more soft charm unique to the south of the Yangtze River, showing a bit of delicateness.
Xie Xiaoman followed the servant out of the courtyard gate, and then another servant in his twenties led the way. The servant didn't say much, except for a few words of necessary guidance, he didn't say a word, and Xie Xiaoman was happy to be quiet.
Passing through the middle hall to the backyard, bypassing the rockery and the corridor, an octagonal pavilion and a small water pavilion next to it appeared in front of Xie Xiaoman.
In the octagonal pavilion, there is a person reclining on the couch to read, and only one person is left in the distance next to him, which is Lu Sheng. Come to think of it, the one who reads in the pavilion is Xie An.
The willows are still around, the spring flowers are sniffing, the pond is rippling, and the spring lotus is dewed.
Such a season, such a place, is indeed suitable for reading.
The servant who led the way did not step forward, but waved his hand to the reed sheng from a distance. Seeing this, Lu Sheng's face was overjoyed, he nodded, and stepped forward while Xie An was turning the pages of the book, and whispered something.
Xie An raised his head and smiled at Xie Xiaoman.
Xie Xiaoman felt that he was a little nervous, took a deep breath, and walked forward calmly, only to find that Xie An was only in his early thirties, with phoenix eyes and a high nose, and extremely clear eyes.
This is the great statesman who extended the national throne for the Eastern Jin Dynasty for several decades. Thinking like this, Xie Xiaoman couldn't help but look at Xie An a few more times before bowing down and asking for peace: "Xiaoman has seen uncle." ”
"No need to be polite." Xie An bowed slightly, feeling that this niece was really special when she looked at her, and couldn't help but smile and said, "Is there something on my face?" Attracted to your blue eyes? ”
Xie An's words were funny, and Xie Xiaoman also felt that most of his nervousness had gone, so he also replied with a smile: "Uncle is famous all over the world, and it is the first time Xiaoman has seen such a big person, so he naturally can't help but take a few more looks." Moreover, those who can look at people with white eyes like the Nguyen infantry are by no means ordinary. ”
Ruan Ji is the Ruan infantry, one of the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest.
He was a very informal man with a wild temperament. Whenever he meets someone he doesn't like, he will look at each other with blank eyes and not save face at all.
The rolling of the eyes that later generations said was Ruan's initiative.
But then again, according to the history books, Ruan Ji rolled his eyes differently from ordinary people. He was able to roll a pair of eyes so that there was no black eyeball left, and the real white eyes were opposite. That's why Xie Xiaoman said that he was "by no means an ordinary person".
Xie An raised his eyebrows unconsciously when he heard this, and said with a smile: "You also know that Ruan is from Ruan's infantry. ”
Xie Xiaoman smiled slightly: "Meng tastes noble, and he has spare time to serve the country; Ruan is rampant, and he can't cry at the end of the road. Who doesn't know such a character, who doesn't know? ”