Chapter 1 Talking about the Old Shengping (7)

[It's a little later than the scheduled time, I'm sorry everyone]

What day is Zhou Nan's birthday, of course Han Gang remembers.

Every year when the spring rain is dripping, it is her birthday. Although she can't remember her parents and family anymore, Zhou Nan still remembers the sound of rain on her birthday before she was confiscated into the workshop.

Today, Han Gangben also remembered, and wanted to congratulate Zhou Nan, and the gift was ready, but he didn't expect to be delayed by Lu Huiqing, and he forgot about it for a while because of these things.

"Is the gift ready?" Han Yunniang asked curiously.

Walking to the corridor in the backyard, Han Gang put away his umbrella and leaned it against the second door. Pinched her small Qiong nose, and Han Yunniang, who blinked a pair of big curious eyes, immediately became teary-eyed.

Han Gang smiled: "Wait until tomorrow morning to ask you Sister Nanniang." ”

The members of this small family are not yet old enough to celebrate their birthdays. When it comes to birthdays, there will be no big deals, in case the number of life is broken. Even if Han Gang celebrates his birthday, it is just a bowl of longevity noodles, as well as clothes and shoes made by his wives and concubines.

But Han Gang didn't forget to surprise his beloved wife and concubine every year. Sometimes it's a pair of crystal clear drop earrings, sometimes it's a beautifully carved step. Su Xin, who is good at tea art, Han Gang, found two royal dragons for him; Yun Niang, who has not yet taken off the child's heart and likes some small toys, is a set of vivid clay sculptures; Zhou Nan, who used to love with a dagger, is a short knife from Dongying; On Wang Yi's birthday two months ago, Han Gang even gave a handmade jujube hairpin, although Wang Yi was disgusted in his mouth, but he has been wearing it on his head as a hairpin since then.

This little trick to please girls, Han Gang is not short of experience. No matter what era it is, girls always have to coax and spoil them, although Han Gang is busy with political affairs, the means of running the family will not be neglected.

Wang Yi, Zhou Nan, and Su Xin were all waiting for Han Gang in the room. The three children were already sleepy and were taken back to sleep by their nurses. Only they had embroidered patterns on their hands, and they said a word, occasionally taking a sip of hot tea from the handmaid beside them. The room without the male host, even though it is very popular, makes people feel that something is missing.

It's just that as soon as I came back to Hangang, the atmosphere at home was different. All the women stood up. Wang Yi asked, "Official, have you ever eaten it?" ”

She didn't ask where Han Gang had gone, she only cared about whether her husband was hungry. Han Gang took off his robe under the service of Yun Niang and Su Xin, and Zhou Nan brought a change of clothes from the inside.

Han Gang was accustomed to having someone serve him to dress and undress, and while raising his hand, he was talking to Wang Yi: "I didn't plan to bother at Lu Jifu's house, I ate a little bit in the ordnance prison and padded my stomach." ”

"Lu Jifu?" Wang Yi tilted his head in surprise. She knew that except for Wang Shao and Cai Ting, her husband's relationship with the Zaizhi was not good, and Lu Huiqing was the same.

Wang Yi's habit when he was puzzled was very cute, his head was slightly tilted, and his eyes were a little bigger, which was obviously a little childish.

"Do you remember Li Shining?"

Han Gang sat down on the chair, raised his feet and asked them to take off the official boots on their feet, and raised his hand to take the hot soup drink from Su Xin to dispel the cold. Han Gang took a sip, with a bit of perilla flavor, and his whole body warmed up. As long as it rains, regardless of the season, Yan Suxin will never forget to stew a pot on the small medicine stove.

"Yes." Wang Yi nodded: "I still remember that the officials don't seem to like him, and they haven't spoken much...... What happened to him? ”

"I was involved in a case, and Lu Jifu was afraid that his father-in-law would be implicated, so he invited his husband to come to the house to discuss the matter."

"Official!" Wang Yi suddenly became nervous, and grabbed Han Gang's hand, "Daddy will be fine, right?" ”

"Don't you want to think about your father-in-law's identity? It's going to be fine. Grabbing Wang Yi's delicate little hand with his backhand, Han Gang chuckled, "Lu Jifu is just in case, for fear that someone will take the opportunity to make a mistake." But as long as the Son of Heaven is there, the father-in-law can sit back and relax. ”

When Han Gang said this, Wang Yi was relieved, and smiled: "That's good" The beautiful eyes flowed, looked at Zhou Nan, and said: "Our sister has already congratulated Nanniang's sister on her birthday, and the following is the official." ”

Wang Yi greeted Yun Niang and Su Xin. Since she was a child, she has been taught by three obedience and four virtues, and her eldest woman has no resentment and sourness of a small family, and Yingying left: "Today, Nanniang is a birthday star, and the officials should accompany her." ”

There were only Han Gang and Zhou Nan left in the hall, and even Mo Wen beside Zhou Nan didn't know where he had gone.

Han Gang stretched out his hand, Zhou Nan put his little hand up, grabbed it gently, and went to Zhou Nan's room together.

"How many gifts did you receive today?"

Zhou Nan shook his head and pouted: "I haven't received the official yet." ”

The fair-skinned and beautiful crisp chest is bulging with a placket, and the scenery of the mountains and ravines can be seen from the high place where Han Gang's eyes are. But when it reached the waist, it was retracted inward, but it received the extreme, and it rose exaggeratedly, and the hips that became stiff and elastic due to dancing practice always made Han Gang love it. It's already a ripe honey. Peach, when it comes to being alone, is a childish picture.

When he arrived in Zhou Nan's room, the candles had been lit and covered with a silver-red veil.

Han Gang sat down at the table and hugged Zhou Nan.

Zhou Nan obediently leaned on her husband's arms and looked down at the dagger shining in front of her.

This was taken by Han Gang from the study earlier, and it has been prepared for more than ten days, and it is just right to send it out today.

There is no decoration on the handle of the scabbard, and although the leather scabbard made of pig dragon skin tanning is not cheap, it is simply dyed with a layer of black, and there is nothing special about it. Just like Han Gang's personality, the edge and brilliance are all on himself, and he never makes a fuss about clothing.

Zhou Nan pinched the handle of the knife and gently pumped it outward.

On the short dagger, there are layers of surging textures, not the crystal light that can reflect the sun and the moon. Black and white lines, finely overlapped. Deep as the night sky, shallow as morning snow, and the knife surface five or six inches long is like a condensed ink landscape.

"Is this a loose grain?" Zhou Nan looked at it with some surprise. She had only heard of the so-called loose sword in the world, with patterns on it. The slender fingers reached up to try the blade.

"Be careful!" Han Gang hurriedly grabbed the stupid little hand, "This is the iron from the big food, and the hair is broken." ”

It is a real Damascus steel, not a deceitful forgery of later generations. In this era, if you want to create a pattern similar to Damascus steel, you may have the possibility of doing so. But the counterfeiters do not have this knowledge, Damascus is far less famous than Japan, and counterfeiting Japanese swords is more profitable. Although there are so-called loose swords and snow knives in the world, not many people regard the broken texture on the steel as the selling point and symbol of famous swords

Han Gang took the dagger from Zhou Nan's hand, and with a swipe on the corner of the table, a piece of wood was cut off.

"So fast!" Zhou Nan exclaimed quietly. The dagger was next, trembling and holding it.

She has a strong temperament, and because of the love token that Han Gang gave back then, she became fond of dangerous toys such as daggers. But she didn't collect it herself, she just treasured the knives and daggers that Han Gang had given her over the past few years. Not because of the knife dagger itself, but because of Han Gang.

"It's also the prison that has recently been working steel smelting, so the husband asked people to find famous swords from all over the world, as well as all kinds of iron tools, including a big food iron knife. The husband liked it, so he bought this dagger from the big food merchant who provided the iron knife. It's just that the handle and scabbard are too vulgar, so people change it. But the dagger was too sharp to move. ”

Han Gang picked up the scabbard and began to put away the sharp edge.

Zhou Nan leaned back in Han Gang's arms and put the dagger to his heart: "Slaves will only hide." ”

Han Gang sat and Zhou Nan stood.

Han Gang's face was facing Zhou Nan's crisp breasts, which were as white and greasy as cream, and the heat he breathed penetrated through the layer of obscene clothes cut from tulle. The little woman became emotional, hugged Han Gang tightly, and whispered in her ear, she couldn't hear what she was saying clearly, only a soft breath in her ears.

The skin is soft and delicate to the extreme, and it has not diminished back after the lactation period, and it stands proudly in defiance of gravity, full of flesh. Elasticity of desire. Although it may even feel like a burden when dancing, watching my husband knead it lovingly, the slight pain is filled with joy in the chest, and there are bursts of itchy and sour numbness that make people moist.

Hands to the hem around the slender waist that could not be broken, although it is a plump body, and has given birth to a child, but the waist is still like a girl. For his own sake, Han Gang encouraged his wife and concubine to move their bodies more every day, kicking, swinging, and learning to dance, and their bodies were maintained very well.

There was a sound of small footsteps outside the porch, and Mo Wen walked into the room with the food drawer. The little maid who followed Zhou Nan is now over sixteen, and men and women are no strangers. Looking at Han Gang and Zhou Nan's movements, his little face turned red. However, for the personal maid, there is no need to avoid the private affairs between husband and wife, and there are many things to see on weekdays. It's just that when she dreams back in the middle of the night, that embarrassing place often makes her embarrassed and wet. With a blushing face, he placed a few delicate side dishes on the table, as well as a pot of warm water and wine.

Han Gang took the chopsticks and sandwiched a piece of chicken, which was different from the usual taste of the kitchen managed by Yan Suxin, "Nanniang, you made it?" ”

Zhou Nan nodded: "Is it delicious?" ”

No wonder Su Xin didn't serve the extra dinner and supper in time when she returned late as usual. When officials go out to a banquet, it is rare to bury their headaches and eat, and it is common for them to drink all the wine and not move the dishes a few times, and they always have to eat a little more when they come back.

Under the candlelight, the beauty is like jade.

Although the water and wine are light, a glass of belly has already added a touch of drunken red to the beauty's jade-colored cheeks.