The pavilion on the lakeside is called "Xuansu", Zhu Yan remembers that Xuansu is the name of the ancient county, located in the northeast side of the area, filled with a strong atmosphere of soldiers, if it is really like Xu Suzhen said, this pavilion is modeled after her childhood residence was built, this is a very strange thing.

"Girl, look at the layout here, Miss Bai Apple will come over in a moment." Liu Zixin took Zhu Yan to the room on the left, and at the same time gave a look to the young man behind him, and immediately someone obediently called Bai Apple.

Zhu Yan looked at the remaining young people for a moment, and then turned her eyes to Liu Zixin, she hadn't seen her for two months, and there were so many changes in her family that she couldn't accept it.

At the left is the study, which doubles as a pharmacy, with two bookshelves and medicine cabinets facing each other, and the appropriately sized room is filled with the smell of medicinal and scholarly fragrances.

“…… These are also there. Zhu Yan's gaze fell on the varnish pine wood, and a picture album sealed with twine was quietly spread out, all of which she painted when she practiced her hands on weekdays.

"Since Aunt Silk Zhen was completed here, she has been dealing with Zhuangzi's affairs in the study during the day, and she also bound these paintings of the girl." Liu Zixin took out a book from the shelf, "There are also these poetry collections, all of which were written by the girl in the past, Aunt Silk Zhen said that the girl has not written poems for a long time recently, I am afraid that her hands are very raw, and she needs to see these in the air, otherwise the girl's uncle is only afraid to blame her." ”

Zhu Yan then remembered that it is said that she has been famous since she was a child, and she is very familiar with poetry, and she doesn't like these things when she is sick, but if she doesn't know it at all, I'm afraid it will make people suspicious, it seems that Xu Suzhen means ...... Did you agree with her to go to Beijing?

"'Depressed lingering outside the Xiangshui...... How can you come back if you don't conjure the spirit? Zhu Yan casually flipped a page. evoked a hint of smirk, "How old is this girl, how can she write such sad words?" ”

"What is the girl talking about?" Liu Zixin looked at her strangely. Looking at the book of poems again, he recognized a lot of words for the convenience of reading the accounts, but he couldn't understand the artistic conception of the poems.

“…… It's nothing. Zhu Yan closed the booklet, patted the spine of the book, and put it in his sleeve, "I read the clumsy work of my childhood." It's embarrassing. ”

Liu Zixin scratched his head and looked at several young people behind him, "The girl used to be a famous talented girl in our Liumeng Village. If you say that, there is no room for the faces of those who read. ”

Zhu Yanyan smiled insincerely, it's really a damn "talent", if someone in Beijing asks her to compose poems. At that time, her face was nowhere to go.

The second floor is the dormitory. It is not much different from the layout of Zhu Yan's original house, and it is also separated by a screen between the bed and the book, but the furnishings in the house are much more exquisite than the original, and the pavilion here is unobstructed, which is more transparent than the original bedroom.

The brass trimmed mahogany boxes were nowhere to be found, and there was a hanger erected where the boxes had been piled up, on which a fiery red wedding dress had been completed, and the golden embroidery glittered in the sun.

"This is ......," Zhu Yan pursed her lips. The fingertips slowly glide over the fine stitches, and you can feel the faint coolness of the silk threads.

"It's the wedding dress that Aunt Silk Zhen sewed for the girl." Liu Zixin explained eloquently. "The girl's original wedding dress style is a little old, so Aunt Silk Zhen made a new one."

In fact, he didn't say it, Zhu Yan also guessed that what Xu Suzhen did, no matter how you look at it, it doesn't look like it's fake.

"Let's go up and have a look." Whenever she thought of those things, Zhu Yan felt very bored, and heard that the three-story dress was a terrace, and she happened to go to it to breathe.

This height is enough to overlook this small river village, and the courtyard at the foot is carefully laid out, except for the grapefruit tree in the courtyard, which is still growing luxuriantly, and the other flowers and trees have been replanted, and they are no longer as messy as before.

All the buildings except the pavilion on which they stand are also in line with the style of uniform pink walls and tiles, with a total of three entrances before and after, and the original bamboo garden has become a garden enclosed in the second courtyard.

Separated by a river with a horizontal river, on the other side are large paddy fields and vegetable gardens, and delicate small farmhouse courtyards are scattered on the ridges.

These are surrounded by a large rectangular camphor forest, hidden in such a natural barrier, and become a man-made retreat.

Zhu Yan couldn't believe that these were all done by Xu Suzhen.

But this is the case, Liu Zixin asked the young man in charge of the construction to explain the layout, took out a booklet, and introduced while flipping through it: "The girl also knows, those poor families live on the barren land near here, and it just so happens that a few days ago, the family on the other end of the barren field was going to move to another place, Aunt Silk Zhen took their yard over, and invited the shantytowns on the barren field to come over, and combined the three places together, surrounded by forests, and turned it into a separate business. ”

"Farewell" is also the meaning of "villa", Wang Wei has a poem called "Farewell to the South", he is a rich poet, Zhu Yan looked at the large fields, and always felt that it was more suitable to call the manor here.

“…… Where does the money come from? Zhu Yan shook her stunned head, and remembered a real question, not to mention the cost of repairing and building these houses, it was the large camphor forest, and the silver spent was enough to kill her.

Liu Zixin flipped through the pamphlet and nodded happily, "Well, I just happened to report the accounts of several places to the girl......

"It doesn't have to be." Zhu Yan's biggest headache is the family relationship table, in addition, she also has a big head on these accounts, because she was forced to make a living, she could only go into business hard, but since she collected Liu Zixin and Mingzi, who are big and small business experts, she doesn't look at the accounts at all.

"As long as you don't steal or rob." Zhu Yan waved her hand very widely, anyway, she planned to leave it to Xu Suzhen for the elderly, since she designed it like this, then she didn't have much to say, "Those fields outside have been taken back and planted medicinal herbs?" Does the mother have any other arrangements? ”

"Ahem, Aunt Silk Zhen sold all those lands, and got a total of nearly 10,000 taels, plus the profits of the medicine and cosmetics in the past half year, the contract between the girl and the firm, and Brother Shen Qian also sent half of the silver in advance." Liu Zixin knew that she didn't like to listen to complicated accounts, so he hastily introduced the situation, and looked back at the young entourage, "Xiaofeng, come over and let the girl recognize it." ”

Zhu Yan curiously watched the young man in the dark shirt and leggings walk in front of him, and turned to Liu Zixin in a daze, "Brother Liu, ...... is this little brother?" ”

"Miss Zhu, just call me 'Xiaofeng'." The young man stood upright, quickly clenched his fist, and his voice was crisp and loud. (To be continued......)