The courtyard is even the courtyard, the wall is over or the wall, I don't know how many hanging flower doors and moon cave doors have been passed.

The decoration style of each yard is also very different, there is a simple atmosphere, there is exquisite and exquisite, living in this kind of place, than that villa is much more beneficial to the body and mind.

The scenery in the courtyard is really good, and Su Luoran and the three of them also appreciate it, and they don't care about the previous topic.

When they arrived at the West Garden, the maid led them to the living room of the main house, "Please rest here for the time being, I'll go down first." ”

After speaking, he ignored a few people and went out.

Seeing her leave, Mo Keyan angrily found a chair and sat down, "What kind of hospitality is this, I don't even have water to drink." ”

Yin Qinglin said: "You can bear with it for the time being, there are so many special cars parked at the door just now, I'm afraid that many national leaders have come today, and it is possible that they will not have time to entertain us." ”

"Hmph." Mo Keyan said angrily, "I knew that Lu Dao would be angry with this, so I directly asked you to bring the gift over and read the novel at home, which is very cool." ”

"You, you can't forget your novel anywhere." Yin Qinglin smiled and shook her head.

Fu Qingyao smiled: "Haven't you been studying some of the furnishings described in the novel recently, I see that the furnishings in this yard and this house are very particular, it is better to show us the results of your recent research, so as not to be bored." ”

When Mo Keyan heard this, she became interested and jumped up from her chair, "Okay, I'll show you Miss Ben's recent achievements." ”

There is no one living in the West Garden, so there is no one living in the master bedroom of the main house, and there are no doors and windows between the wing room and the living room, but they are separated by thick curtains.

"Look at this pillow on the kang."

The three of them surrounded them.

"Isn't this just an ordinary cushion?"

"You touch this material, it is not an ordinary cotton cloth, but a kind of cloth called Yun Jin, now this kind of material in the market is to cost hundreds of dollars a meter, and then look at the embroidery pattern on it, this is called the lock brocade pillow embroidered with dahlia on the blue bottom, although this embroidery method is very common, but now the handmade clothes are precious, so this small pillow, the value of the market is thousands." Mo Keyan said firmly.

Thinking that Song Jingtian's ordinary mobile phone ornament costs thousands of yuan on weekdays, Fu Qingyao felt that she had found the truth.

Yin Qinglin sighed and nodded, "No wonder I usually think that she is different from us, the clothes she wears, although they don't look fancy, I have never seen those materials." Now it seems that I am afraid that they are all clothes specially designed by those masters, where can we little people get a glimpse or two. ”

Fu Qingyao nodded, "This is the real Longzhang Fengzi, what kind of international big names are displayed by those stars on weekdays, compared with the real aristocrats, it is simply a stall, but it is just a big name label." ”

Mo Keyan sneered: "Cut, what kind of big brand is that, when our country's embroidery was popular in high society, Chanel was not born yet, compared to the background, who can compare to Chinese clothing." ”

On the right side of the living room is a small study, a large desk under the south window, on which there is a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and on the right side of the table, there is a four-inch-long interstitial screen, which is half covered and half hidden, and it is not real from the living room.

On the opposite wall is a row of bookshelves, with thread-bound books on the left and some modern books on the right.

"Come and see." Fu Qingyao was standing in front of the bookshelf and watching, when she heard Mo Keyan call.

"What's wrong?" Su Luoran smiled, "What's new?" ”

"Look at this table, this is a real antique and a treasure!"

The three of them didn't study the antiques much, and looked around it for a while, "Isn't it just a table, what's so strange?" ”

Mo Keyan shook her head angrily, "Ignorance, it's really ignorance, this is not an ordinary table, this is ......"

"The rosewood table is still handed down from the Zhou Dynasty."

"Huh......" Mo Keyan looked at her in surprise, "How do you know about Lu Dao, no wonder you also like to study these things?" ”

Fu Qingyao shook his head and smiled: "I don't have any research, it's just reasoning, you can see the Tao by looking at the flower notes under this paperweight." ”

The four of them looked at it, and sure enough, there was a pen, ink, paper, and inkstone neatly placed on the desk, and the paper was obviously the same type of paper as the invitation they received.

"Qing Yao, you are really smart." Mo Keyan threw over an appreciative look, "This is what I'm going to say next, after receiving the invitation, I went to check the paper used for the invitation, it is not ordinary paper, but it is called mica sprinkled gold paper, and the ink on it is not ordinary ink, it is called Xin'an fragrant ink, with a faint ink fragrance." ”

Fu Qingyao smiled and said, "Since you are so knowledgeable, can you tell us what kind of incense is burning in this furnace?" ”

Everyone followed her fingers to look over, and in the corner of the wall next to the bookshelf stood a half-human-tall bronze crane neck-leading incense burner, and wisps of green smoke came out of it and dissipated into the air.

The other three realized that there was a faint fragrance in the air, not strong, looming, and seemingly absent.

After all, there are many flowers and trees planted in the courtyard, and they are blooming vigorously now, and this light fragrance is mixed in it, and it is difficult for people to notice this little change in the air if they do not observe it deliberately.

So, everyone's attention was on this incense burner.

The closer you get to the incense burner, the stronger the fragrance.

Yin Qinglin sniffed and said, "No wonder after we entered the house, we only felt that it was cold, and we didn't find the air conditioner after looking for a long time. ”

Now it's just autumn, the autumn tiger has just left, and a few people are wearing traditional Hanfu, in order to enhance the sense of heaviness of Hanfu and give people a sense of solemnity, the fabric can be thick.

After entering the Song Mansion, I came in layer by layer, it was not hot in the morning, but after entering the house, it quickly cooled down, and I didn't have this feeling anymore.

At that time, Fu Qingyao felt strange, and sure enough, she found several reasons.

When the incense is inhaled into the nose, it feels as cool as it is in an air-conditioned room, and there is no dryness in an air-conditioned room, and it only feels refreshing.

Mo Keyan studied it for a long time, shook her head and said, "I really don't know what the incense of Lu Dao is called, Mu has studied it." ”

Fu Qingyao pondered for a moment and said, "If I am not wrong, this should be the spice used by the ancient nobles for summer - agarwood incense, the fragrance is cold, and it is the best to use it to escape the summer heat." Of course, the price is also amazingly expensive, such a small piece. ”

Fu Qingyao compared a piece the size of a fingernail, "It is estimated that it will be tens of thousands." ”

"This incense is so expensive, no wonder as soon as I enter this room, I feel comfortable all over, and every pore is breathing."

Fu Qingyao said with a smile: "In addition to this incense, this yard also adds a lot of points, if I guess correctly, there should be a pond behind this house, and the north wind is blowing today, so the air is so humid." ”

As she spoke, she pushed open the window on the north side, and sure enough, it was a small pond with scattered lotus leaves and dead branches, and an antique octagonal pavilion in the middle of the pool.

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