At this time, the Hou Mansion has opened the side door, the threshold has already been unloaded, the carriage drove directly from the side door, and only stopped in front of the Yi Gate, Fu Zhuang and Fu Geng stood outside the door, welcoming Mrs. Hou back to the house.

Both of them were wearing dark robes, both of them were slender, and Fu Geng was half a head taller than Fu Zhuang. Fu Zhuang is a black robe brocade belt, and Fu Geng is a black robe and green belt.

If it is said that Fu Zhuang, who is dressed in Xuanyi, has a dignified and gentle beauty, then Fu Geng is the beautiful son of the world, with the warmth and tenderness of a spring breeze. The ink-like eyebrows are as handsome as they seem to be drawn, the bridge of his nose is as high as a knife, his eyelashes are extremely long, and he hides a pair of dark eyes like ink, looking at people as if he is affectionate and ruthless. Standing there like that, it was already a painting, comparing Fu Zhuang beside him to a passerby.

Seeing his handsome father, Fu Jun was overjoyed, and a smile overflowed his eyes. However, in a blink of an eye, Fang saw that Qiao Yun also got out of the car, and was leaning on the car door to look at Fu Geng at the moment, and those deer-like pure eyes were glued to Fu Geng's body.

This look made Fu Jun extremely uncertain. Her face was slightly cold, and she didn't greet Fu Geng, but only turned her head to look at Wang. Wang's expression was as usual, but his face was a little "pale".

Fu Geng didn't care about his daughter's unhappiness at all, and his eyes were always fixed on Wang, with a look of concern in his eyes, and a hint of distress.

At this time, Mrs. Hou had already gotten out of the car, Fu Geng immediately retracted his gaze, followed behind Fu Zhuang with his head respectfully, and stepped forward to greet Mrs. Hou.

When people in several rooms saw each other, they greeted each other, and it was a busy mess. Mrs. Hou was full of smiles and looked very happy. The three masters of the Fu family led the way in front, and the daughters changed into soft sedan chairs and went to the Rongxuan Hall where Mrs. Hou lived.

Rong Xuan Hall is located on the central axis of the Hou Mansion. The soft sedan car enters from the instrument door, and there is a shadow wall heading at the head, and the shadow wall is the Houfu Garden. A straight road paved with bluestone slabs passes through the courtyard, and the tall plane trees are planted on both sides of the road, and at this time it is like a crown of thick shade, and the sun is sifting through, sprinkling the ground with broken gold.

The scenery of this garden is quite good, not only there are rockery flowers and trees, but also lead the living water into Wang out of a very wide lake, the lake water is green and blue like a mirror, the spring is warm boating, the summer is cool and the lotus is picked, you can sit and fish more leisurely, it is very elegant.

Passing through the garden is a hanging flower door, which is the back house of the serious Hou Mansion.

The back house of the Hou Mansion covers an area quite wide, after entering the weeping flower gate is a very large garden, there are more than ten small courtyards in the meantime, the scenery and buildings are not the same, and different flowers and trees are planted according to the order of the four seasons. There is a horizontal oblique pavilion with plum shadow support, there is a sleeping moon floor with the shadow of the moon in the spring night, these two places are the residence of the big room and the second room, and the third room lives in the autumn and evening residence on the westernmost side of the Hou Mansion, which is also a quiet and quiet place, the only inconvenience is far away from the Rong Xuan Hall, and the daily / morning and dusk province has to walk a lot of roads.

The door of Rong Xuan Hall is facing the hanging flower door, the main house sits in the north and faces south, three bright and two dark, the side is built upside down and huggs the building, and the warm pavilion is set up in the east, and the room is more than a dozen rooms.

The ladies and dependents easily walked through the hall and got into the sedan chair, and entered the courtyard gate surrounded by maids and servants. Behind the courtyard gate is a square courtyard, connected by a cross road, the four corners are planted with evergreen trees, a large flower bed is built at the intersection of the road, and some common flowers and trees are neatly planted in it, nothing more than the moon season peony, there is nothing unusual. The layout of the whole courtyard is just like that of Mrs. Hou, with upright rules and no warmth.

Everyone entered the main room together. After everyone returned to their seats, after the little girls served tea, Mrs. Hou couldn't care about the fatigue all the way, and immediately asked about Fu Zhuang's errand: "I heard the day before yesterday that you are going to go out on an errand, I don't know when to leave?" ”

"If you go back to your mother, you have to leave after lunch." Fu Zhuang bowed and said.

"In such a hurry?" Mrs. Hou was slightly surprised.

"Originally, I should have left yesterday, but my son wanted to see his mother before leaving, so he was a day late." Fu Zhuang was a little surprised.

Hearing this, Fu Jun clearly saw that Mrs. Hou's eyes narrowed quickly, and then a smile appeared on her face, and she said to Fu Zhuang: "This is your filial piety, I can only be happy." Don't miss your errand, it's not mine. ”

Fu Zhuang didn't dare to say in a hurry, and said: "My son is also afraid that it will take many days to come back, so he postponed it for a day, and he will not delay the matter, please rest assured." ”

Mrs. Hou smiled and nodded, took a sip of tea, and said, "Since you have to leave after dinner, you don't need to accompany me here, it's only right to clean up quickly." ”

Then he instructed Zhang: "Da Lang's daughter-in-law, you can also help take a look, bring all the things, don't miss anything." I haven't been able to come back for ten days and half a month, so I have more things to prepare. Go for it. ”

Fu Zhuang and Zhang glanced at each other, both hesitating. Mrs. Hou smiled and said: "Don't pestle here, I don't have a shortage of people waiting here, go quickly, or I won't be sure." ”

When Mrs. Hou's words reached this point, Fu Zhuang and Zhang no longer insisted, they both stood up and thanked Mrs. Hou, and then confessed to everyone, and then retreated first.

Here, Mrs. Hou turned her head again and said to Fu Ting and Cui, "You guys should go too." I'm tired for most of the day, so let's go back and rest first. Don't come at night. In the past two days, the children have been resting for a long time, and the children are tired on a hot day. ”

She said this from the heart, so that her facial expression was gentle and her muscles relaxed. From Fu Jun's point of view, he couldn't find any fault with the micro-expression.

After listening to Mrs. Hou's instructions, Cui got up and answered yes, but Fu Ting smiled and said, "Mother is so disgusted with me, and the chair drove me away before it was hot." ”

Mrs. Hou was amused and laughed, pointed at him and said, "In front of the children, there is no proper shape, and it makes people laugh." The pampering in his eyes can no longer be hidden. And everyone in the room laughed.

Fu Geng sat on the chair, bowing his head slightly obediently, with a light smile on the corner of his lips, but the corner of his eye kept paying attention to Wang.

Wang looked a little sickly, and his complexion was not good. However, with his understanding of Wang, just looking at Wang's eyes as bright as autumn water, he also knew that Wang's was actually not uncomfortable. I just don't know why she is like this?

Fu Geng was thinking, while turning his eyes, he glanced at a girl with a raw face, dressed quite gorgeously, standing tightly behind Wang, looking cowardly, and his eyes were straight to himself.

Fu Geng couldn't help but be a little suspicious, thinking that there was another person by Wang's side, so he glanced at Wang. Coincidentally, Wang happened to be looking over at this time, and when the two looked at each other, Wang replied to him with a faint look, his gaze swept towards Mrs. Hou in the hall, and nodded lightly to Fu Geng.

Fu Geng was stunned at first, and then his face suddenly became very cold. He lowered his eyes and took a deep breath. At that moment, the gentleness and deference in his body were gone, and in his place, there was an awe-inspiring aura, like a sharp blade unsheathed, and the sharp color in his eyes flashed.

However, this change only lasts for one breath of time. In the next moment, he returned to his original state and became a respectful and obedient concubine of the Hou Mansion, hanging his head slightly, with a shallow smile on his face, watching Mrs. Hou and Fu Ting talk.

Because Mrs. Hou had already ordered it herself, and because she knew that Mrs. Hou should have something to say to Fu Geng, Fu Ting did not stay long, but only accompanied Mrs. Hou to laugh a few more words, and then withdrew with Cui's family.

Finally, in the bright room of the main room of Rongxuan Hall, only Mrs. Hou and a few people in the third room were left. For a while, no one spoke, and the atmosphere in the room was a little cold.

Mrs. Hou sat on the rosewood chair, looking at Fu Geng and Wang with an unpredictable expression, and after a long time, she said to Fu Geng: "San Lang, your daughter-in-law ......" Fang said these five words, and the corner of her eyes suddenly caught a glimpse of Fu Jun, and stopped talking.

Fu Jun only realized at this time that he might be cleared again.

Sure enough, I saw Wang say to Mama Jiang: "Mama will take Sister Tang to rest for a while, I see that Sister Tang is a little tired." ”

Mama Jiang should be, so she took Fu Jun to the side of the hugging house. There are at least three or four rooms from the Ming Room to the newspaper building, and the dialogue between Mrs. Hou and Fu Geng and the Wang family cannot be transmitted here at all, and Fu Jun just wants to listen to a few words.

Fu Jun couldn't, so she had to resign herself to holding the cloth tiger, sitting on the rattan couch in the hugging building, and Mama Jiang served her to take off the red silk shoes embroidered with the beaded pattern of the happy bird, and brought her two plates of fruits.

In addition to Mama Jiang, there are only two little girls waiting in the hugging building. If it was Fu Jia who came at this time, they would change to sweet orange tea, which was sweet and clear, and it was the taste that children liked. Fu Jun didn't have such a good treatment, but she was the daughter of a concubine, and the two little girls didn't pay much attention, so they just stood aside with a casual salute.

Fu Jun was really bored sitting on the couch, and he didn't feel that his eyelids were slightly heavy, so he closed his eyes and pretended to sleep, and he was really a little sleepy for a while.

"Mama was here, but she told me to find it." A rather beautiful voice came into Fu Jun's ears, but it was Rong Xuantang's eldest maid Suyun.

Mama Jiang hurriedly greeted her, Fu Jun only heard the bead curtain on the door whispering, and then Mama Jiang lowered her voice: "The fourth girl is asleep." What is Miss Suyun looking for me? ”

"Yo, but I didn't wake up the four girls, did I?" Su Yun also lowered her voice and said, "But there is something to ask Mama Lao to help with." I heard that Mama is the best at Suzhou embroidery, I just have a needle and thread here to ask Mama, can you please come with me? ”

Mama Jiang paused for a moment and did not speak, probably a little hesitant. Su Yun smiled and said, "Because it is the old lady's work, Su Yun doesn't dare to be careless, but she has to bother her grandmother." But I can't delay much effort, the fourth girl is asleep at this time, and there is a little girl here to take care of it, and Mama only helps me see two stitches. ”

Su Yun said this very politely, and brought out Mrs. Hou again, and Mama Jiang couldn't shirk it anymore, so she had to say, "Okay, let's go and go back quickly." ”

Su Yun softly instructed the two little girls: "Chao'er, Lu'er, you two are serving here, don't run around naughtily, don't quarrel with the four girls, you can write it down." ”

Chao'er and Lu'er responded in unison: "Write it down." ”

Then, I heard a sound of footsteps, but it was Mama Jiang who went with Su Yun.

This movement successfully drove away Fu Jun's sleepiness, but she didn't open her eyes and continued to think about things with her eyes closed.

At this time, I heard the little maid named Chao'er take a sip lightly, and said: "But it's just a little decent, and there is only a sister-in-law at home who leads the errand on the second door, and she really puts up the lady's style." Listening to that voice, it was Su Yun.

Lu'er sighed and said, "You are lighter, so that people can hear that it is not as good as you." ”

Chao'er said nonchalantly: "Where are the people from here?" Everyone is ahead. There was two sour tones in his tone.

Lu'er seemed to be a thoughtless person, and said, "Isn't anyone bad?" No one cares about us, so comfortable. ”

Chao'er said hatefully: "You are a stupid person." If you don't move forward, where will there be a future? ”

That Lu'er still seemed to be a little ignorant, and asked innocently: "What future?" ”

Chao'er hated that iron could not become steel, and his voice was raised, and he said: "Those like Qiaoyun have a future." ”

Fu Jun was really shocked by this. She also glanced at it this time, and she was at most ten years old. How can this big child know about being an aunt and having sex with each other? Na Lu'er laughed at her: "You are here again with a mouth full of nonsense, what's the good of being a room, not a slave and maid?" You must have listened to what your mother said. ”

This Chao'er's mother is a small steward of the needlework in the house, and she is also the son of three generations, so she knows the situation in the house better.

Chao'er chuckled lightly and said, "What's wrong with making a room?" As long as you give birth to a son, you can go further, and that is half a master. Speaking of this, she also sighed and said, "Qiaoyun's life is really good, and the third master was born like that...... Qiaoyun ...... What a blessing. ”

Listening to Chao'er's dreamlike tone, Fu Jun felt uncomfortable. A ten-year-old girl has thoughts about her father, which is really unacceptable.

Fu Jun was distracted for a while, so he didn't hear what Lu'er said again, and when he listened carefully, it was Chao'er who was there again talking about Qiaoyun: "...... It's not a family child, and the family is dead in Beijing, and I heard my mother say that it was bought in the house more than ten years ago, how did it get the eyes of the old lady, and now there is this creation. Saying that, there was another wave of sighs and envy.

Fu Jun was slightly strange.

In her previous life, she had also read "Dream of Red Mansions", and knew that a noble family like the Hou Mansion generally used servants as the main component of the service staff, and as a bought girl by Qiaoyun, she could walk to the position of a maid with a face beside Mrs. Hou, which was really one in a hundred.

Fu Jun was thinking to herself, and the two little girls were also silent, and after a while, she heard footsteps, and heard someone ask, "Have the four girls woken up?" But it turned out that Mama Jiang came back.

Fu Jun rubbed her eyes and sat up, making it look like she had just woken up, and Mama Jiang hurriedly stepped forward to serve, and at this time she saw a little girl running over to report: "The third master and the third wife asked the girl to come over." ”

Mama Jiang put on Fu Jun's shoes and took her hand to the bright room. Fu Geng and Wang were both standing under the corridor, and when they saw their daughter holding Mama Jiang with sleepy eyes, Fu Geng squatted/down/body with a smile, touched the bag on Fu Jun's head and said, "Sister Tang woke up?" Do you miss your father? "His voice is low, and his voice is magnetic and very pleasant.

Fu Jun tilted his head and thought for a while, wanting to answer him "I don't want to". However, looking at Fu Geng's magnified handsome face, her heart of a leftover woman belonging to the 21st century came out at this time, and she nodded in a daze.

Fu Geng was cute by his daughter's stupid appearance, laughed and hugged Fu Jun, and asked, "Why does Sister Tang have to think about it before answering?" Could it be that he is lying to his father? ”

Fu Jun nodded habitually, only to realize that he had answered incorrectly, and quickly shook his head, leaning back and back with a smile, and deliberately turned his face to put Fu Jun back on the ground and said, "Sister Tang doesn't want to be a father, and your father won't hug you anymore." With that, he put his hands behind his back and looked at Fu Jun with a smile.

Fu Jun stood there with his hands in his hands, choosing between "running over and hugging his father's thighs" and "immediately crying out aggrieved", wanting to make a six-year-old child's response to such a situation, and the expression on his face was extremely struggling.

The Wang family couldn't stand it anymore, so he stepped forward and whispered to Fu Geng: "It's not as funny as you." He went to take Fu Jun's hand again, and said softly: "Daddy and Sister Tang are stubborn, let's not be afraid." ”

Fu Jun was relieved, grabbed Wang's hand and nodded obediently, looked back at Fu Geng and smiled, a shallow pear vortex appeared on the white and fat bun face.

Yu's mother, who was following behind to see off the guests, said with a smile: "The fourth girl is a solid-eyed child. Then he asked, "The third lady wants to carry a soft bag?" ”

From Rong Xuantang to the Qiuxi Residence where the three rooms live are quite not close, Yu's mother only asked this question when she saw that the Wang family had been sick, and it was also out of kindness.

"Thank you, Mom, but it's not necessary." Wang said with a smile, "I just stood under this corridor for a while, and I feel better." At the moment, the sun is not big, and all the way is a hand-copying verandah, and I also want to walk and scatter. Yu's mother just listened to this.

The Wang family held Fu Jun with one hand and Qiaoyun with the other, and followed Fu Geng out of the Moon Gate on the west side of Rongxuan Hall.

As soon as Fang went out, he saw Fu Geng suddenly turn around, but a pair of dark eyes turned to Qiaoyun's body, and the corners of his lips gradually became a smile, as gentle and moving as a spring breeze blowing across the water. I only heard him say in a pleasant voice: "You are tired too, it is better to ask the girls to serve the wife." ”

His voice was not deliberately lowered, so that everyone passing by could hear it. As soon as these words came out, Qiao Yun's face turned red, and a pair of watery eyes glanced at Wang first, and then hung down timidly, as if he was very afraid of Wang's displeasure.

Fu Geng didn't notice this at all, and turned his head and walked forward. Fu Jun looked at her father, and then at the Wang family, and felt a little uncomfortable. Although he guessed that Fu Geng's move should have a deep meaning, but seeing the little white flower and the third in front of him, no one would feel good in his heart. I'm afraid that Wang's feelings in his heart are even deeper than hers.

The group walked west in silence, and soon came to the West Flower Hall. This is the place where the Zhang family and the Cui family directors come and go, and the most maids and servants come and go, and it is the most crowded place for the Hou Mansion. Fu Jun and the Wang family rarely take this road.

Fu Jun was thinking about whether to remind the Wang family to take the wrong path, but Fu Geng stopped at this time, and happened to stop under a corridor not far from the flower hall. I saw him turn around, tilt his head slightly sideways to look at Qiaoyun, and smile suddenly.

What kind of smile is that, it is even more dazzling than the sun, more sassy than a peacock, and Fu Jun wants to cover his face. Even she, the daughter, thinks that this power is too much, let alone others? Fu Jun heard a breath beside him, and many young maids and daughters-in-law blushed.

Qiao Yun's face turned red again, but a pair of eyes were full of pulses, and he looked at Fu Geng with tenderness.

Fu Geng walked up to her and looked at her slightly, her shadow was clearly reflected in his dark eyes, and the good smell on his body surrounded her. I only heard his deep voice pass over his ears, and he slowly chanted: "The eyebrows are sobbing lightly, and the little pity is on the pipa." "To say it is to smile gently.

Qiao Yun's legs were weak and he couldn't stand anymore, and his body shook slightly. A pair of hands next to her stretched out and held her steadily, but it was Yingxiang. Ying Xiang's face was slightly pale, but her hand was extremely stable and quite powerful, and she quietly helped Qiaoyun to the side.

Fu Geng didn't notice this. He took two steps back, looked at Qiaoyun sideways, the smile on the corner of his lips seemed to be absent, and said in a low voice: "I see, your appearance is very compatible with that rice bead." ”

As soon as these words came out, let alone Qiaoyun, even Fu Jun pinched Bu Laohu: her father actually wanted to give a little three-meter bead!

The rice beads mentioned here are not the kind of worthless beads that Fu Jun knew in his previous life, but a kind of pearl newly bred by pearl farmers in Tongzhou and Hepu, whose color is like white jade, as small as rice grains, but they are round, and they are close to transparent when they are seen in the light, which is very beautiful. Because it is not easy to cultivate beads, the output is very low, and there are few goods in the largest silver building in the capital, and ordinary people have never even seen it, which is extremely precious.

Qiaoyun never expected that he would close Fu Geng's eyes and give her such a precious thing as soon as he came up. From this point of view, in Fu Geng's heart, he should be as precious and beautiful as a rice bead.

The more she thought about it, the happier she became, hanging her head as if she was shy, but in fact, she was overjoyed in her heart. And those maids and servants are even more envied by everyone, there are a few well-dressed maids, who are all sparkling in Qiaoyun's eyes, and they can't wait to be the person next to Fu Geng, and they can also get such a poem and a gift from him.

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