(871) A person's negligence
- The spring in the small courtyard is late, the corrugated is thin and lonely, and the old wine waits in the house all night, but this peace and tranquility will eventually come to an end......
The movement came from a message brought back after going out to check the accommodation.
Chen Jiu didn't want to stay longer when he saw the situation, but before leaving, he couldn't help but say a few words to a guard outside the door, and then walked away lightly.
Lin Shan watched this scene quietly, because he was overtaken of again, there was a faint helplessness in his eyes, but at this time, he also felt a warmth in his heart.
After a while after Chen Jiu left, Lin Shan also walked out of the bedroom, his face was calm as usual, and his eyes changed to a sense of purity.
Nowadays, his hearing is abnormal, although it is caused by illness, but not all of the five senses are troubled by him, and sometimes it can also play some beneficial roles. For example, just now, he had already heard the sound of footsteps going back and forth outside the door, which was actually from a person. This man waited for a long time, obviously having something to tell.
Just now he just didn't say anything to Chen Jiu, in fact, he was also a little attached to the warmth at that time.
After cleaning up that little bit of warmth and returning to his usual rational and meticulous state, Lin Shan walked out of the bedroom, saw Jiang Chao pacing back and forth, and asked directly, "Did something happen yesterday?" β
In the days when Lin Shan lived in the small town of Northland, he was still dressed as he used to teach at Lizheng Academy, wearing a cloth shirt, and he did not wear a high crown, but only wrapped his hair with a cloth belt, and his outfit was very low-key.
At this time, I saw Lin Shan, who had been sleeping all night, and his hair was still as neat as when he went out yesterday, which showed that he slept last night like a stone that had not moved a bit.
Just smelling some wine made him sleepy like this, and thinking about it only made people feel shocked.
Jiang Chao couldn't help but be slightly stunned.
Lin Shan rolled up his sleeves, folded his arms in front of him, and said, "Go to the study and say." β
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After leaving Lin Shan's bedroom, Chen Jiu was about to ask the maid to go to the kitchen to make some refreshments, when he saw the maidservant Lan Ya coming over.
Yesterday Lan Ya was cleaning up the dining room with a few other maidservants. The handmaidens only conveyed a few words to Chen Jiu. They thought that if Lan Ya had said the original words, if they had told the old wine, they would probably make their eldest sister unhappy for several days, so they made some concealments. Besides, Lanya doesn't chew these rotten gossips every day, and occasionally makes mistakes. Everyone tolerates it, and it's over.
Last night was also because Lin Shan's condition was different, and Chen Jiu had no patience and spirit for anything else. As for what her little sisters told her yesterday, when she saw Lan Ya at this moment, she remembered something, but she didn't care. Lanya is still one of her clever little sisters.
Lin Shan is not strict with the servant girls in the residence, in fact, his daily life is carefully taken care of by Chen Jiu, and there are very few places where other maidservants can be called. At this time, it was still early, except for the maid who happened to be on duty today, the rest of the maidservants had either not gotten up yet, or were still washing.
You can see Lanya in neat clothes at this time. Chen Jiu didn't do anything else, and after a word or two of greetings, she ordered Lin Shan's morning refreshments.
Lan Ya seemed to be very happy to agree, and when Chen Jiu left with confidence, countless pores seemed to suddenly appear on her face. Absorbing all the joyful smiles, his eyes darkened slightly.
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In the study.
After listening to Jiang Chao's report on the strange scene seen by a team of subordinates yesterday evening, Lin Shan also began to ponder, a beautiful novel:.
Looking at Lin Shan, whose eyes were slightly lowered and silently pondering, Jiang Chao hesitated for a moment, and finally couldn't help but prompt: "If you want to track down the true traces of Liao Shi, those short-tailed foxes in the corner courtyard of your residence can come in handy." β
Lin Shan was still pondering. Wen Yan just said casually: "How to use it?" β
"Although the guards who followed Liao Shi yesterday evening didn't last long and lost it, a few of them saw Liao Shi sitting on the frame that was flying close to the ground, unscrewing the gourd and drinking the old ......wine," Jiang Chao explained slowly, and finally said his own idea, "Although Sister Jiu's clay pot is empty, it is based on the special domestication that those short-tailed foxes have received. Just let them sniff the empty flask one more time, and you'll be rewarded. β
"Then ......" Lin Shan was about to agree with Jiang Chao's construction, but when the words came to his lips, he hesitated slightly.
After a moment's pause, he beckoned. Jiang Chao approached the table, bowed down and listened to him say a few words in a very slight voice.
When he stood up straight, Jiang Chao's face was obviously puzzled, and he asked hesitantly: "Adults are used to cutting the edges clean, why do you want to arrange it like this this time?" β
Lin Shan stared at Jiang Chao for a moment, but still didn't answer, but said lightly: "If I don't explain this matter anymore, will you still do the arrangements you just ordered?" β
Jiang Chao no longer hesitated when he heard this, and immediately replied respectfully: "Don't dare to disobey." β
Lin Shan really didn't explain anything, just raised his sleeve and said, "Then let's go." β
Jiang Chao took the order, arched his hand to Lin Shan, who was sitting behind the desk, and then exited the study.
Lan Ya, the maidservant who had been waiting outside the study for a while, saw the door open and Jiang Chao walked out, as if the discussion in the study had ended, so she walked towards the study with the hot soup and snacks that had been prepared.
When she passed by Jiang Chao, she was suddenly stopped again.
Stretched out his finger and probed the sand pottery soup urn, glanced at the two pastries on the tray again, and then said with a slight smile: "Please don't mind, Miss Lanya, Jiang may be a little too cautious in doing this, but now that the old pharmacist has left here, Lord Lin had a strange situation yesterday evening, and I have to pay careful attention today and in the future." β
"Well, this Lanya knows, she will pay more attention." Lan Ya replied softly, a gentle smile on her face, not showing any hint of affection.
Jiang Chao thought for a while and then said, "Usually, Lord Lin is taken care of by Sister Jiu every day for food and drink, and there is no need for a rough man like me to ask. However, Sister Wine will occasionally be delayed by some affairs, so she needs the help of a clever girl like you. In the future, if you encounter something like today, you can make it clear to the inside, no matter how busy Lord Lin is, you will not keep you waiting outside. β
Jiang Chao was stating a practical situation, but he didn't want Lan Ya to draw another meaning from his words.
She hurriedly squatted down to salute, apologized and said, "It's Lanya who did something wrong, and she shouldn't just know how to wait." Wait a little longer. The soup is cold. If it warms up, even the taste will be lost. β
Jiang Chao hurriedly helped her up, and said warmly: "Don't be so polite, Jiang didn't mean to blame you." You go inside. β
Walking into the study with a tray and a slight bowed head, Lan Ya raised her eyes to look behind the desk, and saw that Lord Lin, who was extremely respected by everyone in the residence, was sitting on the chair, and seemed to lean all the weight of his body on the back of the chair. He tilted his head slightly, not knowing where his gaze had stopped on the roof of the study, and he didn't know what he was pondering at the moment.
Lan Ya put down the tray on another small table against the wall in the study, then opened the lid of the soup urn and scooped out a small bowl of warm and incomparably light mushroom and yam soup with a soup spoon.
Hearing the soft sound of the bowl bumping, Lin Shan put away the question in his mind and got up from the chair. Go to the little table and sit down. Under normal circumstances, he rarely dined at the desk, which was clearly a bit long and wide.
He pinched the handle of the narrow porcelain spoon with his fingertips, lowered his head slightly and tasted the warm clear soup, and when he raised his head, he stood aside with his hands tied. Lan Ya, who was a little nervous, heard him ask slowly, "Is this soup your craft?" β
Lan Ya's mood became even more nervous......
Outside just now, Jiang Chao's words were very tactful. Lin Shan's meals have always been taken care of by Chen Jiu, which is true, but Chen Jiu has not been able to take care of this side as Jiang Chao said occasionally. Although Chen Jiu opened a winery in the town, the business of the winery gradually prospered, but she did not have the intention of expanding the store, because the focus of her daily affairs has always been on Lin Shan's side.
Aged wine almost never misses the affairs of Lin Shan's side. To be precise, today is the first time that Lan Ya has had the opportunity to cook Lin Shan's breakfast.
Nervousness is a feeling that she can't avoid in her heart at this time, her sensitive nerves are worried, I don't know if Lin Shan will ask this, is it because she has done something wrong.
But. She didn't get nervous for too long, because before she could open her mouth to answer this very simple question, Lin Shan, who had already noticed that her hands that were naturally hanging down at her side began to clench slowly, and said: "This soup tastes good, it is very comfortable to drink, thank you for your craftsmanship." In the past, it was the sake that did these things. It's actually good to change the flavor once in a while. β
Although he was praised, looking at the expression on Lan Ya's face at the moment, it seemed that he was more surprised than happy.
No one has ever complimented her on the soup she makes.
Because she really doesn't have the talent to cook soup, and the food she cooks tastes mediocre, about the same as when she heard those mothers-in-law say when she was in General Mu's mansion before, her cooking level is enough to cook raw food and eat the dead.
At this time, when she heard Lord Lin, who was respected and obedient by everyone in the residence, praise the delicious soup she cooked, in addition to wondering if she was still dreaming now, another thing she immediately wanted to do was to taste the soup in this urn herself, did her skills really improve a lot unconsciously?
However, although she was suspicious in her heart, and did not have the opportunity to verify it immediately, in her opinion, there was really no need for the adult sitting in front of her to pretend to praise her, and his next move also proved once again that the praise he had just made was his true feeling.
Lin Shan put down the porcelain spoon he was holding at his fingertips, picked up the small soup bowl that was no more than the size of a palm with one hand, and drank the bowl of lightly boiled warm soup in three or two sips like drinking tea.
If anyone was holding a large bowl of soup in both hands, the posture would definitely look a little rude, but at this time, the small soup bowl in Lin Shan's hand was not much bigger than an ordinary tea cup, and the temperature of the clear soup was indeed not suitable for a thin spoon to taste slowly, and the way he drank the soup like this was a little more casual in the eyes of Lan Ya, who saw this scene for the first time.
What's more, from a certain point of view, this is undoubtedly the most honest compliment to Tang Hao.
Seeing Lin Shan put down the small soup bowl, Lan Ya hurriedly took a step closer and asked softly, "Sir, do you still need the maidservant to serve you another bowl?" Although the voice was soft, the meaning was full of joy.
But to Lanya's surprise and disappointment, Lin Shan shook his head.
In fact, he had drunk a bowl of soup so quickly, not necessarily because he thought the soup tasted delicious, and half of the reason was that his keen and sick sense of hearing had already heard another guard coming towards him, and his footsteps were in such a hurry that he was obviously coming with something.
Last night's long hibernation did make some things pile up to today, and I had to put in a little more energy and be patient.
It didn't take long. The guards who came quickly towards this side walked into the study, and they had reported something yesterday evening, and then went outside the town to find the mountain in the forest and cedar.
Shan Liang saw that the maidservant girl he had only seen yesterday was also in the study, and his eyes swept the table. I knew what she was doing here. Nodding at her, as if he had said hello, Shan Liang moved his gaze back to Lin Shan's face, walked to a very close distance and whispered a few words, Lin Shan stood up after hearing this, and walked out of the study with Shan Liang.
After walking a few steps away, Lin Shan suddenly stopped, remembering that whenever he left, his study would inevitably be locked, and other book friends were watching. And just now he was in a hurry and neglected this. A servant girl was also left in the study.
But he didn't turn around and go back to lock the door, only paused for a moment. In recent days, he has begun to clean up the drafts in his study, and the important parts of the manuscripts that were originally piled up on the shelves have been cleaned up first, leaving only a few fragments of the manuscripts. So the study was now burned to ashes by a fire. It doesn't hurt him much.
As for the servant girl who cooked the soup deliciously, she was not the object of his questioning.
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Seeing Lin Shan and his guards walking away, the maid Lanya retracted her gaze, and was about to pack up the dishes and leave, but when her eyes touched the soup urn with the clay lid open, looking at the urn and the wisps of hot soup wafting out, she suddenly had another thought in her heart.
Walk down to the inside of the study door. At great speed, he went out and glanced left and right, and saw only one guard standing outside the door. It was no different from the situation just now when he was standing outside with a tray in his hand, this guard was still standing a little farther away, and it was probably because Lin Shan didn't want anyone to hear what he was talking in the study just now, so he lined up the guards first.
Lanya withdrew her gaze and walked back to the small dining table. No longer hesitated, picked up the big spoon he had just used to scoop the soup and stirred it into the soup urn, then tilted his neck and swallowed half a spoonful of clear soup.
Immediately after, she almost spit out the mushroom and yam soup she had just swallowed in her throat.
Sure enough, it was the soup that I boiled myself. It's still so bad.
Lan Ya pursed her lips and tried to swallow back the clear soup that had been halfway pouring from her throat to her mouth. She took out the handkerchief from her sleeve and wiped the dripping soup that had accidentally spilled from the corner of her mouth, and the expression on her face gradually sank.
It's not because the soup is too unpalatable, but the fruits of one's labor, no matter how bad they are, will never make them too disgusting, just as people will always tolerate their shortcomings.
She felt a hint of hatred because she felt that the adult had just deceived her.
She didn't know that tasting the clear soup she had boiled with the degraded taste of Lin Shan, which she had forgotten to put salt, actually really fit his feelings. Therefore, what he said just now is true, but he tastes it with the taste of ordinary people, and of course it is impossible to accept this saltless taste.
In the past, when Chen Jiu served Lin Shan for dinner, he didn't dare to do it to such an extreme, and he didn't put salt in the meal at all! Therefore, after Lin Shan tasted this soup, he only felt that the taste of this soup was really the first time.
But Lan Ya, who didn't know about this situation, could only think in an extreme way at this time: Lin Shan, when weaving lies, could actually express himself so perfectly; His deceptive words are so persuasive.
She actually believed it just now!
She seldom trusts what an outsider says as she did just now, so her trust is actually extremely fragile. The words of praise that she had just believed and rejoiced in had been overturned in such a short period of time, and outsiders could not imagine how strong the anger had rolled up in her heart at this time.
Putting the soup spoon on the tray, she didn't continue to put away the small bowl that Lin Shan had used on the side. Still standing at the table, her gaze had begun to scan around the study.
- Sure enough, people can only trust their own words and rely on their own choices!
It was when Lin Shan's injury was out of danger that Lanya was sent by Kyoto to the small town of Northland to become a handyman maid in the residence, and she has been here for nearly two years. She has passed by this study many times and had the opportunity to come in a few times, so every time she can rarely come in, she will carefully observe the environment in the study, which can be regarded as curiosity.
At this time, recalling the study room she had observed before, and comparing it with what she saw in front of her now, Lan Ya couldn't help but squint.
In the study, almost all the square pieces of paper, brochures, picture scrolls and other things that were filled with the left and right rows of wooden shelves should have been cleaned up seventy percent by now. All the scrolls are gone, and more than half of the booklet is missing. The rest of the thirty percent of the things are about all pieces of paper that are a little messy, and you don't need to turn them over to know that these things are not very important, good novels:.
Lan Ya raised the corners of her mouth with a cold expression.
No wonder he left the study this time and did not lock the study as he had done before. In fact, he didn't trust his subordinates much, just because he knew that there were no important things in the study. will be so "rest assured"!
But Lan Ya's purpose in stopping and looking around in the study was not to look for any books and scrolls. In fact, she often has doubts about Lin Shan's "paintings" and thinks that there is no beauty at all. If those scrolls were to be sold on the market, she sarcastically felt that the silver that could be sold might not even be able to compensate for the consumption of pen and ink, and those who bought his paintings probably thought that the scrolls were quite thick and that it would be good to take them back to the table.
Lan Ya was just looking for the bottle of medicine at this time.
She's been thinking about it since yesterday.
In the quiet darkness of the night, she lay in bed, her eyelids closed. But the mind is clear. Summarizing some of the fragments of words she had heard in the last two months, and stitching them together, she was able to summarize a relatively complete piece of information.
After the old pharmacist left, it won't be long before Lin Shan will leave here. But Lin Shan's injuries are healed on the outside. In fact, it left a very strict legacy on the body. Silver strands began to appear in his hair, which was the most obvious sign. Even if the ugly old medicine man concocted a pigment that could dye people's hair, as a servant girl who served closely, some changes in the hair and skin of the body could not be hidden.
And then there is the sentence that the guard Shanliang accidentally said yesterday.
Lin fir can't be drunk? Why can't you dip? What happens if you get drunk?
Lin Shan, who was carried back from outside by the guards yesterday, slept for a long night like a lifeless stone. Lan Ya could probably guess what the result would be if Lin Shan was drunk.
I don't know if this hypocritical guy has any other taboos in life, but just the fear of alcohol is enough for him to endure. His subordinates are all free of alcohol. Although he will try to be as restrained as possible for his sake, there will inevitably be times when they will happen.
However, in this case, the old medicine master can still walk away, and he must have left some clever tricks to help Lin Shan deal with these taboos.
Good at making medicine. Liao Shi, who was respectfully called "Old Pharmacist" by everyone in his residence, if he left any tricks, it would probably be medicine.
Recalling the scene when Lin Shan had just been carried back from outside by the guards, Lan Ya also remembered that two people on the spot repeatedly mentioned the word "medicine". Although this one word doesn't mean anything, but in Lan Ya's heart, who has already thought about it for a while, it is like the word that is just wrong in a sentence.
Find out the bottle of medicine! Then, when Lin Shan, a hypocritical guy, wants to leave this place, he will use this medicine as a bargaining chip in his hand, so that he will most likely not be sent back to General Mu's mansion to suffer.
It's just stealing a bottle of medicine, and I don't know if I can steal it today. Compared with the methods of the two cruel women in the back house of General Mu's mansion, his stealing behavior can simply be ranked among the good.
ββKind people occasionally do small things, and that's the kind of person I am.
The original scroll books in the wooden lattice were almost emptied, and it was easy to see through at a glance, and Lan Ya's eyes finally fell on the overly spacious desk in the study. Under the inside of the desk, there are a number of drawers.
Lan Ya made up her mind, but she didn't immediately approach the desk to pull the drawers. She first walked to the door of the study, and the second time she poked her head out and glanced out of the door with great speed, making sure that the guard outside the door was still standing in the same position, looking straight ahead, and had no intention of coming. Then she withdrew her gaze, looked back at the desk, and walked over.
Of course, Lin Shan couldn't put such an important bottle of medicine in a drawer, no matter how tightly guarded the study where the desk was located