When the cold wind howls in the north, people are eager to hide in the house with a brazier to keep warm, especially the southerners, who can't wait to hide in the bed and not come out.

But once the wind is gone, the sun is high, and as long as there is leisure, everyone wants to bask in the sunshine that brings a rare warmth to the Northland.

At this time, Qian Yuan had a lot of leisure time...... Uh, this should be an illusion.

More than a month ago, Qian Yuan entered Xiyuan to face the saint when he first entered the capital, and then beat Xu Jie's eldest son Xu Fan, and a few days later, he had a hot fight with Yan Shifan...... At least in the eyes of those who care, Qian Yuan was quite busy during the previous period.

However, it is already December, although the dark tide is surging, but there is no urgent matter, the northern steppe tribes will not choose to invade at this time, the southern Japanese have also quieted down, and the DPRK and China also have rare leisure.

Qian Yuan was lying lazily on the recliner in the courtyard, an open book covering his face to block the sunlight that was a little dazzling due to direct sunlight, and his whole body was warm.

To the left of the recliner is a tall coffee table, and on the side stands a thirteen or fourteen-year-old maid with clear eyebrows, holding a pot and pouring tea.

On the right is a small table with four plates of dried fruits, and a maid takes a small hammer and smashes it down, carefully peeling out the pecan kernels and placing them on a small plate.

"Young Master." Zhang San saw that the door was not closed, walked in directly, and knocked on the door panel, "Young master? ”

The two maids turned their heads at the same time to look at them, with exactly the same size, as if they were faces carved out of the template, and at the same time frowned slightly, as if they were disgusted and happy.

Although it was not once or twice since I saw it, Zhang San still couldn't help but be dazzled, this pair of cute twin sisters was specially sent by Tang Ruji, the daughter of a criminal official, who did not enter the teaching department, and was familiar with literature and ink, and said that it was called adding fragrance to Qian Yuan's red sleeves.

The maid who was peeling pecans was her sister, and she walked a few steps away and whispered, "The young master is still taking a lunch break." ”

She was also born in an official family when she was a child, so she had never seen such an unruly slave, and her master recklessly broke in while she was still resting.

Zhang San's face changed slightly, and he pondered in his heart and walked out, but there was a soft sound over there, and the book covered by Qian Yuan's face fell to the ground.

"Uh......" Qian Yuan straightened up and stretched, took the teacup and took a sip, looked sideways and said, "Peeled so much...... Hey, Zhang San, let's eat together. ”

The two maids frowned at the same time if they were telepathic, it was really unruly, it was not good to say, this is neither up nor down, neither big nor small.

Zhang San was in a relaxed mood, walked over and grabbed the pecan kernels into his mouth, and said, "It tastes good." ”

"Hey, I didn't count it!" Qian Yuan kicked his feet in vain, "I grabbed more than half of it, it's really not exquisite!" ”

"It's not you, young master, you let me eat." Zhang San wiped his mouth and took out two letters from his arms, "One is a letter from the second master, and the other is Mr. Wang." ”

"Mr. Wang?"

"It's the one who often goes to the food garden to eat and drink."

"Oh, Wang Yin?" Qian Yuan took the letter and opened it and looked at it, "Hehe, is this threatening me?" ”

"What?"

"Xu Wei is going to come to me to settle accounts." Qian Yuan pursed his lips, "It's just a hard mouth, like a dead duck." ”

"Tsk, young master, it's really hard to say." Zhang San said with a smile: "That is, good luck, otherwise Mr. Xu will be scolded to death by the young master......"

Qian Yuan glared, opened the second letter in his hand, glanced at it a few times, and said happily: "Mother, sister-in-law, and little sister are also coming to Beijing!" ”

"Count the days, it's coming in a few days!"

"How's it going over there?"

"It's still early." Zhang San coughed, "I'm afraid it was enough to choke a few years ago, and I can build a few houses at most." ”

More than a month ago, the Taicang royal family began to re-deliver the arrears of dividends, and Qian Yuan, who had silver in his hand, handed over the matter to Sun Yan, although Sun Yan himself had to prepare for the exam, but there were manpower in the house, and the demolition was going very smoothly.

But after all, it has entered winter, firstly, there is a shortage of manpower, and secondly, in this season, it is very difficult to get water to make a fire, not to mention that the water condenses into ice, and the charcoal fire money alone has risen by six or seven percent this month.

Qian Yuan thought for a while and said: "First set up the main hall and backyard, and then fence off other places with walls, and then start construction after the beginning of spring. ”

"Okay, go back and let Yang Wen go to Sun's Mansion."

Said Cao Cao, Cao Cao arrived, Yang Wen walked in with the post, causing the twin maids on the side to frown again.

"Sun Wenhe? Don't go. Qian Yuan threw the post back, "I'll write an apology later." ”

Sun Wenhe is Sun Sheng's second son, Sun Yan's second brother Sun Ling, after the filial piety period, he entered the country to prepare for next year's examination, and he has a good temperament to talk to Qian Yuan.

Sun Sheng has a total of four sons, the third son and the fourth son are still young, the eldest son Sun Yan and Qian Yuan have the most contacts, they are loyal and sincere, and the second son Sun Yan and Qian Yuan have the best relationship.

But Qian Yuan was unwilling, Yuyao Sun's family was very special in the court, Sun Sheng's father Sun Sui died tragically under King Ning's knife that year, and the name of the three filial sons spread all over the world, even Yan Song and Xu Jie never tried to pull them into their camp.

Asking Sun Yan to help with the garden is already a commitment, and there is too much contact with the Sun Mansion...... Qian Yuan knew very well that although he had rarely gone out honestly in the past month, he was still in the whirlpool, and he really didn't want to pull the Sun family in.

The first time he came to visit, Qian Yuan saw Sun Sheng, and after that, he never went to Sun's mansion again, and he never thought of handing over a post to visit this left servant of the ministry.

Qian Yuan can be sure that Sun Ling must not have informed Sun Sheng when he sent this post, otherwise the latter would have this thought, and it should be his eldest son Sun Yan who came forward.

People must be self-aware, but also in moderation, Qian Yuan was forced by Wang Min to go to Yuyao to worship, the Sun family was quite polite, and later Qian Yuan caused so many things in the southeast and made so many contacts, there is no doubt that almost everyone can see the shadow of the Sun family behind Qian Yuan.

Qian Yuan didn't find that now he rarely appears in the exchange of interpersonal interactions, perhaps saying that he doesn't want to do this to the Sun family.

Lying back down, Qian Yuan was lazily preparing to sleep for a while, but without Lu Shusheng's stick during this time, he became a night owl again.

But Yang Wen hasn't left yet, "Young master, there's still a post." ”

"Who?"

"Ahem, over there."

Qian Yuan opened his eyes speechlessly, it was like kraft candy endlessly!

Since the big defeat on the first day, Yan Shifan has studied hard, studied hard, and pulled a bunch of people to fight every day, even his father doesn't care...... It is said that Yan Song was reprimanded by Emperor Jiajing a few days ago because he couldn't compare with Yuan Wei in green words.

Yan Shifan almost didn't wait for five or six days to hand over a post to invite Qian Yuan to compare again, but Qian Yuan really didn't want to go...... It wasn't until Zhao Wenhua came to the door in person and said that if you don't go, then Yan Donglou is going to come to the door, Qian Yuan had no choice but to go three or two times.

To tell the truth, the power of mahjong is too great, these times are completely rubbing hemp, nothing else is mentioned, but others want to believe it!

So, every time he went to rub hemp, Qian Yuan could only find something else to do and meet other people.

It doesn't matter if others believe it or not, at least Qian Yuan has to show an attitude.

Tilting his head and thinking for a while, Qian Yuan remembered that Zhang Juzheng came to the door a few days ago and said that his son refused to eat well these days, "Let's give a post to my uncle." ”