The history of Chongde is not long, the county was established during the Later Jin Dynasty, belonging to Hangzhou, and the early years of the Ming Dynasty were assigned to Jiaxing Mansion, and then changed to Zhejiang Buzheng Department with Jiaxing Mansion.

The group got off the boat from Cixi, changed to the carriage that the Xiang family had prepared a long time ago, and entered Chongde County in a short time.

Qian Yuan silently estimated in his heart that it was probably near Tongxiang City in later generations, although it had been more than a year since he came to this era, it was difficult to change habits such as time and geography.

Of course, Qian Yuan has no intention of changing it, and for him, it is his deepest desire to keep certain habits.

The carriage stopped in front of a mansion that was not luxurious, and the three servants of the Xiang family who had been waiting for a long time to get off the carriage got off.

After entering the door and bypassing the Zhaobi, Sun Kehong and Qian Yuan, who had come to the door for the first time, were stunned, and there was an open field in front of them.

There are winding verandahs on the large lake surface, and sometimes there are quaint pavilions, and the figure of the fine house is faintly revealed behind the big trees on both sides of the river that are more than ten meters high.

"It's a pity that it's winter, if it's summer, the pond is full of lotus leaves, boating on it, picking lotus pods, endless fun." He Liangjun said with a smile: "This garden is more than 200 acres, let's come back tomorrow." ”

Yang Wen, Zhang San and other guards were arranged in the outer retreat with the servants of the Sun family, and Qian Yuan and the three of them walked hundreds of steps along the verandah, and the scene in front of them changed.

The lake surface is narrow and is introduced into the fine stream, and there are many false stone peaks, like Emei plank road, Chonglou secluded cave, famous and strange wood, which is pleasing to the eye.

Qian Yuan couldn't help but look back, the garden in front and the back were separated by a wall, connected by a corridor, and the scenery on both sides penetrated each other with empty windows, leaky windows, and cave doors, which was really a good scene.

The seven or eight servants of the Xiang family around had a smug look on their faces, and the elderly housekeeper said with a smile: "Actually, it is more convenient to enter and exit through the side door, and only your guests can enter from here." ”

The housekeeper peeked at him, He Liangjun was the in-law of the Xiang family, and he came to the door many times, but he was not surprised, Sun Kehong stopped from time to time and silently remembered in his heart, and the Qian family's steps were not hurried or slow, his face was calm and calm, and he couldn't see any expression.

I'm sorry, Qian Yuan went to the Humble Administrator's Garden, the Lingering Garden, and the Lion Forest many times in his previous life, and although he admired this garden, he was not so much that he was still suppressed.

"Mr. Yuen Long, I haven't seen you for a few years, but your demeanor is still the same." The middle-aged man greeted him with a smile.

"Zi Chang." He Liangjun nodded, turned around and introduced: "This is Jiajing's thirty-first year of life, Xiang Dushou, the word is long, you can call each other a brother." ”

"Brother Shi." Qian Yuan and Sun Kehong saluted.

Xiang Dushou's gaze turned to Qian Yuan, "This is the Qian family Yingjie who has been praised by Mr. Zhenchuan Chrysostom, right?" ”

"I'm ashamed." Qian Yuan glanced at it quickly.

Uh, a little disappointed, Xiang Dushou is a little short and fat, his face is dark, his facial features are alienated, and his nose is a little collapsed.

"This is the only son of Yi Zhaigong......"

Before He Liangjun finished speaking, Xiang Dushou smiled and said: "The masterpiece of the hermit in the snow house has long been heard, and last year he also collected a pair of "Hundred Flowers", which was very beneficial after Brother Ji observed it. ”

The hermit of the Snow House is the seal of Sun Kehong's painting, and it can be regarded as his number.

The three of them sat down in front of the hall, and He Liangjun frowned and asked, "What about Brother Xiang?" ”

In terms of generation, He Liangjun is a generation older than Xiang Dushou, and it stands to reason that his father Xiang Quan should come forward to receive him.

"A few days ago, my father suffered some wind and cold while enjoying the snow, and today he is in bed and can't get up." Xiang Dushou apologized: "But it's fine. ”

He Liangjun's face darkened, that cousin is nearly eighty years old this year, but he was afraid that time was running out, so he thought about it and said, "It's all good for the family, let's visit one or two." ”

Xiang Dushou hesitated for a moment before getting up, "Please." ”

The three of them went to the backyard accompanied by Xiang Dushou, and although the old man lying on the bed was in good spirits, he described himself as withered, spoke intermittently, and lacked energy.

Qian Yuan greeted him as a junior, and after getting up, he glanced at the corner of his eye, and the people beside the bed were all young women dressed similarly, and they should all be maids.

After a while, everyone returned to the front yard, Sun Kehong bumped Qian Yuan's shoulder, and laughed in a low voice: "I've seen it, but I haven't seen it...... I don't know if I'm hiding. ”

Qian Yuan didn't say anything, but he thought in his heart, are the people of the Ming Dynasty so good?

Xiang Quan is seventy-eight this year, and his daughter is only thirteen years old, and she was born at the age of sixty-five......

Tsk, it doesn't mean that the people are very good, it should mean that the men are very happy.

"Come, taste this tea." Xiang Dushou paid attention to Qian Yuan's every move, and saw that his movements were well-organized and his eyes were clear, obviously he had to be taught since he was a child, and there was nothing despicable.

"It's a monta, right?" Sun Kehong took a sip and recognized it, "If you teach Lu Yu to hold a public opinion, it should be the first tea in the world." ”

Xiang Dushou nodded with a smile and asked, "Is Brother Qian used to drinking?" ”

Although he knew that Brother Shi was just a peer, and there was no difference between older and younger, Qian Yuan was still a little unaccustomed to it, and arched his hand: "In recent years, I have drunk more pineapple tea at home. ”

Xiang Dushou knew that Qian Yuan's uncle Qian Zheng was a general judge in Huizhou, and pineapple tea was produced in Huizhou.

Sun Kehong on the side pouted, "No, I remember that Brother Yuan brought a lot of pre-Ming Longjing from Hangzhou." ”

He Liangjun coughed vigorously twice, but Sun Kehong continued: "Poor brother didn't have this blessing, so he let Brother Yuan give it away." ”

"That's the apprenticeship." He Liangjun immediately cast an appreciative look at Sun Kehong and explained: "Now Brother Yuan has been learning the art of making under the Pingquan Gongmen for nearly three months. ”

"Hiraizumi Gong was a high school meeting in high school." Xiang Dushou couldn't help but nodded, Qian Jiazi has an extraordinary reputation, and he has been taught by a good teacher, it seems that there will be no big problems in the field in the future.

"It's this trip to go out, Pingquan Gong also came up with thirty questions, and Brother Yuan has to write three articles and eight shares every day."

"That's because Gong Pingquan values Brother Qian." Xiang Dushou nodded again and asked about other things.

Because the other party was still keeping filial piety, Xiang Dushou's question was more obscure, but Qian Yuan had one answer and one answer, and he did not deceive, until he asked about the affairs of the clan, He Liangjun took over the conversation.

"Brother Yuan doesn't know about this, he wasn't born at that time." He Liangjun sighed, "It is said that Brother Yuan's great-ancestor Hetan Gong, in fact, his ancestor is even worse, do you know Liu Wan, the prefect of Songjiang?" ”

He Liangjun blinked, hey, yesterday I said that I would say good things for Brother Yuan, what do you want to do?

"Hetan Gong has a straightforward temperament, but he never intended to hurt people, and he is admired for his noble conduct." Xiang Dushou's face was full, "There was a gap between Hetan Gong and Liu Wan, and then Liu Wan was falsely accused and imprisoned, and Songjiang Mansion was able to get out only if Hetan Gong was fair and straightforward and defended him." ”

"Hou Liu Wan wants to be close, and Hetan Gong is the same as always." He Liangjun glanced at Qian Yuan, "Duke Hetan died, Liu Wan cried and sacrificed, funded the construction of the tomb, and asked Shen Yue, who was also the three heroes of Huating, to write a line, and Gu Qingshu biography." ”

In fact, Jiaxing and his entourage were supposed to be years later, but He Liangjun heard about the Xiang family's newly collected "Female History Atlas", so he temporarily came in advance, so some old things can only be mentioned at this time.

Qian Yuan on the side listened carefully, but he sighed in his heart, no wonder his predecessor had an extreme temperament since he was a child, and his uncle had an iron head, all of which had roots.

In the seventeenth year of Hongzhi, Qian Fu died, leaving three sons, the eldest son and the second son were all concubines, and joined forces to suppress the younger brother of the concubine, but Qian Yuan's grandfather was a stubborn man, and he did not go to the clan elder to comment but sued the two brothers to the county government.

The Qian clan is powerful in Huating, how dare the county order manage, and finally the disposal power is still back to the Qian clan.

The final result was that before the disposal result, Qian Yuan's grandfather died, and his grandmother survived for a few years and left, leaving Qian Rui and Qian Zheng The two brothers were swept away, and only got some fields and houses, and the books and collections left by Qian Fu were not successful.

The treatment within the clan is unfair, so Qian Rui and Qian Zheng's brothers have never been close to the clan, which is also the reason why Qian Zheng died when he went out to do business, and Qian Yuan went to Hangzhou alone, and the clan ignored it.

He Liangjun finally added, "Because of this, the two brothers separated ten years ago. ”

Xiang Dushou nodded slightly, this is not a bad thing, if it happens, the little sister will marry a mother-in-law in the past, the interpersonal relationship is simple, and there are not so many things that block the heart.

It seems that this era is similar to that of the next...... Qian Yuan, who also understood, muttered in his heart, he had a car and a house, and his parents died.

The atmosphere in the hall was slightly depressed, and Xiang Dushou was about to change the topic, when suddenly there was a noise outside.

"Big brother, big brother!"

A young man with a slightly pointed face walked in quickly, holding a calligraphy and painting in his hand.

"Big brother, five hundred taels of silver, it's definitely a good deal!"

Xiang Dushou covered his face and felt that he had no face to see people.