Chapter 398: The Bamboo Keeper (I)
At this time, in the kitchen, Dingyu and Qian'er were busy, and when they saw Chen Fang coming in, they all looked at Chen Fang curiously.
"Master, haven't Your Majesty and Niangniang both returned to the palace?"
"Your Majesty will return to the palace, so I can't come to accompany you?"
Ding Yu listened to Chen Fang's words, looked at Chen Fang suspiciously, obviously not believing it.
Chen Fang looked at Dingyu, hey, this memory has really recovered, and it is in vain to think that Dingyu's rhetoric is in vain.
This one is not as clear as Wu Meiniang.
"Master is willing to accompany, that's the best!"
Dingyu stared at Chen Fang for a while, and finally said something that Chen Fang liked to hear.
Chen Fang looked at Ding Yu and kissed him fiercely.
After finishing the breakfast of his wife and the future little princess, Chen Fang was lying on the recliner, at this time Yiyang looked at him, stretched out a foot and put it on Chen Fang's stomach, and deliberately kicked him with his heel.
Gotta wait!
I pinched my wife's feet for a while, and I didn't know where I pinched it.
is pinching comfortably, righteous yang glared at Chen Fang, Chen Fang's hand hurriedly ruled, holding his daughter-in-law's feet, put it in his arms and kneaded gently, at this time he didn't let go of the toes, as for the instep and ankle, it was even more difficult to knead, the fingers were gently pinched, pinching the toes, like pinching the warm pearl.
"Your Highness, are you sleepy? Sore legs? Shoulder soreness? I heard that I was pregnant and it hurt here, so I'll rub it for you! The technique of this horse, His Royal Highness can put a hundred hearts, the absolute technique is good, and His Royal Highness who serves is comfortable. ”
Looking at the position of Chen Fang's finger, Yiyang almost couldn't help kicking Chen Fang, but he still kicked at the root of his life.
"Just the feet are sleepy, everything else is fine, and there is no swelling here!"
At this time, he smiled softly, and saw that his horse's face fell. The snow fence next to him watched from the side, just covering his mouth and smiling. Where is the master of the horse serving His Royal Highness, he just wants to rub oil.
Chen Fang rubbed his left foot and rubbed his right foot, and then licked his face and had to rub Yiyang's waist and legs.
I saw that the hand was pressed on the upper waist of Yiyang's white-skinned legs, and the fingers were flexible, and he wanted to drill elsewhere.
If Lin Qingxue hadn't just come over, it is estimated that someone would have really rubbed the swollen area. Seeing Lin Qingxue come in, Chen Fang clenched his fist, shook it weakly, and beat his daughter-in-law's legs.
At this time, the second saint is gone, but in fact, he is indeed much freer.
Chen Fang saw Lin Qingxue accompanying his daughter-in-law, so he walked out of the yard, looked at the courtyard next to him, and then called the healthy woman who passed by.
After a while, more than a dozen healthy women carefully cleaned the courtyard where His Majesty lived, inside and out, before and after, rinsed with water, wiped with rags, and did not let go of every bamboo leaf or gourd on the gourd stand.
Chen Fang also deliberately sent Bai Ya to the Taoist temple to ask for talismans and small objects of consecration, so that Bai Ya brought enough silver, the worship of this Taoist temple, the sesame oil money of the temple must always be given, otherwise where to ask for the small objects of talisman paper consecration, I really think these will be given in vain?
The monks are also worried about the sesame oil money, otherwise they would have done much when they opened the temple at the gate of the courtyard, and they still said that they would not eat the red dust and grains.
As soon as Bai Ya left, Feng Wei, who was guarding the door of the Tang Workshop, rushed over, saying that there were several women at the door of the workshop who claimed to be the bamboo keepers of Linqing Ange and asked to see the master of the horse.
The bamboo raiser of Linqing'an Pavilion came, this came so fast, that day Chen Fang specially went to Linqing'an Pavilion to borrow bamboo people, Lin Shixuan agreed, but said that it would be a few days before he could lend it to Chen Fang, but at this time he had already come.
Chen Fang followed Feng Wei to the door, and saw several older women. Although it is said to be older, it is only twenty-six or seventeen years old, just like a colorful dress. looks like a figure, but they are all good, this is in Qing'an Pavilion, and the women are also so strict.
This Lin family woman is just beautiful, and even the people who serve in the pavilion must be beautiful and in good shape.
Speaking of this Linqing'an Pavilion, there are no men in the pavilion, they are all women, no matter what they do, they are all women doing it, and so are planting bamboo and raising bamboo.
Seeing Chen Fang at this time, several older women hurriedly greeted him.
"Master Horse, the pavilion master asked us to come here, sent by Lord Horse, I don't know where Master Horse wants to plant bamboo in the workshop?"
"It's in the yard where I live and a few yards nearby!"
"The master sent someone to take us to see, it is a bit troublesome to plant bamboo, and there are also requirements for soil quality and surrounding environment."
"I'll just take you there!"
Anyway, Chen Fang was also idle, and at this time he led a few older women around the courtyard, and when he entered the courtyard where His Majesty lived, several women deliberately looked at the bamboo in the courtyard.
"Master Pony, this piece of bamboo is growing well!"
"It's not as good as the bamboo in the bamboo garden! I like the bamboo in the bamboo garden, the forest becomes the sea, the momentum is there, and the atmosphere is there. You've seen a few yards, what do you think? ”
"The soil quality here is fine, but if you want to plant the kinds of bamboo in the bamboo garden, the place is a little narrow."
"Oh, meaning you can't plant here?"
"Master Ma can find a more spacious place, bamboo grows and multiplies quickly, and the bamboo whip is running in the soil, and bamboo shoots may be exposed everywhere."
"Oh! If you want to plant bamboo in these yards, is there a suitable one? ”
"Then you can't plant a few kinds of bamboo gardens, if you plant them, find some dwarf varieties, like Xiangfei bamboo or phoenix tail bamboo, what do you think?"
"I don't know much about bamboo, if you want to plant a bamboo garden, a few sisters in the workshop to see where it is appropriate, I still like the bamboo garden. The Xiangfei bamboo and phoenix tail bamboo that several sisters said are also planted in these yards, and it is indeed monotonous here. ”
Chen Fang's mouth, as soon as he said a few more words to several older women, especially when he saw the other party's beauty and good figure, his sister immediately kept screaming, and several women were blushing by this sister's title.
"Master Pony, then you send someone to show us around the workshop!"
"I'll take a few sisters around!"
Lingmei is idle, but it is a good errand, and Chen Fang is too lazy to find another person.
"Master Horse, can you not call us sister, we are just maids of Linqing'an Pavilion."
"Oh, don't let me call my sister, then what's my name! Do you want to call a few of you or hey? Or call the pretty girl. ”
The older woman who spoke didn't know what to say by Chen Fang's words, and her face was still red, and when she saw the other party's red face, Chen Fang's hands itched. But in the end, the other party is a person from Linqing Ange, not his own maid or workshopman.
Otherwise, with Chen Fang's fetish, he touched his face and pinched his face in the morning, would he still behave?
At this time, he teased a few women, but Chen Fang led the way early, and really personally took these big girls around the workshop at will.
The living areas here are all courtyard structures, and there are not no large places, but they have made others, such as lotus ponds, promenades, and hills. There is really a vacant place, but it seems small, according to the words of a few bamboo raisers, there is not enough space.