Han Hui's earnest teachings, Han Rui kept them in mind, and nodded his head from time to time in agreement, relatively speaking, the Tang Dynasty was familiar and unfamiliar, and the best way to preserve himself was naturally to follow the customs, restrain his arrogance, and integrate into it.

After tidying up for a while, Han Hui smiled and said, "Lang Jun, it's okay, don't let the master wait for a long time, let's go." ”

Walking to the door of the house that moved horizontally, Han Rui felt hesitant for a while, walking out of this door, it means that he is going to face the things and things of a thousand or hundreds of years ago, are you mentally prepared? Maybe life in Datang is not as good as I imagined, but it has come to this, is there any other choice?

Han Rui smiled, gently opened the door, and a ray of sunlight fell from the sky, full of colors, warm, and touching thousands of emerald green and delicate willow branches, swaying in the wind, full of vitality.

"Stay in the house for a long time." Han Hao said with a smile.

"Well, it's a little stuffy." Han Rui nodded, stepped out of the threshold, the wisps of cold wind swept across his face, and after a shudder, he took a breath gently, and the fresh breath penetrated into his heart, feeling very comfortable.

"Lang Jun, take your hand warmer, don't get cold." Han Hui hurriedly said, handing over a piece of pale yellow, translucent, ground into a round cake-like thing.

Starting with Wenrun, there was immediately a warm current seeping into the body from the palm of the hand, and the effect seemed to be better than the hot water bottle in the later generations, Han Rui looked at it curiously, couldn't see what it was, and asked, "What is this?" ”

"Warm your hands and ward off the cold, it is the male yellow stone." Han Hui smiled and said, "Mrs. Zheng knows that Lang Jun has just recovered from a serious illness, and his body is overwhelmed by the cold, so she specially prepared it for Lang Jun. ”

Oh, holding the realgar stone in the palm of his hand, Han Rui sighed in his heart that the ancients were ingenious and clever, good at using things and special surnames, and secretly grateful for Zheng's thoughtful care.

After walking for a while, Han Rui found that the Qian family's house is not small, the pavilions are exquisitely arranged, the pond rockery, the small bridge flows, the corridor is tortuous and meandering, sometimes wide and sometimes narrow, twists and turns, and from time to time you can enjoy the green vines in the garden through the empty place of the corridor wall, and the landscape of flowers competing for beauty.

Suddenly, after two or three round gates, there is a road paved with stones, and at the end is a building with staggered arches, and all kinds of animal carvings built around the eaves and ridges, or scales and claws dance, fierce and intimidating, or spread their wings and fly, as if they want to take off into the air, the form is very realistic.

This should be the hall of the main house, I saw two maids in printed silk waist-length skirts in front of the hall, seeing Han Rui and Han Hui, they hurriedly greeted each other, opened the hanging bead curtain with their little hands, and invited the two to enter.

"Twenty-one Lang is here."

The two of them took off their shoes and went in, and before they had walked a few steps, they heard a soft voice sound, and the sound of small footsteps came, Han Rui looked up, but saw a beautiful woman dressed in a purple and white straight robe, simple hair, and plain clothes walking towards her.

Without reminding, Han Rui speculated that the person who came was Zheng's, and sure enough, Han Hui's voice came from his ears: "Lang Jun, hurry up and meet Mrs. Zheng." ”

Han Rui nodded slightly, took two steps forward, bowed his head, and called respectfully: "Mrs. Zheng." ”

The worship festival of the Tang Dynasty, because of the different postures of the salute or the difference in the number of salutes, and have different names, there are Ji Shou, Dun Shou, empty Shou, Qi Bai, praise and so on, among which the Ji Shou ceremony is the most solemn in the worship ceremony, generally used for the etiquette of hundreds of officials to meet the king and sacrifice to the ancestors, of course, it can also be used to express gratitude.

"Twenty-one Lang, what are you doing, hurry up." Zheng hurriedly bent his knees, supported him with both hands to stop him, and said angrily: "Butler Hao, needless to say, you must have taught Twenty-one Lang." ”

In the Tang Dynasty, the familiar man or junior was called by his surname, or by his surname, or finally by Lang, Han Rui was ranked twenty-first among the brothers in the family, and the Zheng family naturally seemed cordial to call him.

"Madame doesn't know, Han Hui just likes to be rigid in etiquette, and sometimes I think that I should just let Twenty-One Lang stay at home, so as not to be influenced by him and become a pedantic surname." With a ridiculous laugh, a middle-aged man in a brocade dress and a slightly blessed figure walked in, followed by several young slaves.

"Uncle Qian." Han Rui hurriedly saluted and called.

"Look, just said, forget about it again." Qian Xu laughed, walked over, stretched out his hand to support Han Rui, looked at it carefully for a moment, and said happily: "Well, I am indeed healed, not like a few days ago, I look weak, it really scares me." ”

"Thanks to the blessings of the two of you, and thanks to your help, Lang Jun was able to recover." Han Han said.

His face changed suddenly, and Qian Xu complained: "Han Hui, if you say this again, I'm going to turn my face, is it that in your eyes, I am the kind of ungrateful villain, back then, I and Han Jiu were in trouble and hardship, and I also entrusted the family to take care of him, Han Jiu did not hesitate, and didn't even ask half a word, he agreed, even though Han Jiu is not here, I have forgotten his kindness, what is the difference between him and beasts." ”

"Yes." Zheng also echoed beside him: "I knew that Steward Hao was thinking like this, so I should say ...... We should bring Twenty-One Lang. ”

"Hehe, it's me who is pedantic, it's me who is wrong." Han Hui smiled and bowed his hands.

"It's good to know what you're wrong." Qian Xu immediately changed his smiling face: "As long as you agree to our proposal, I will forgive you." ”

"That's not going to happen." Han Hui shook his head and said with a smile: "It's just a small stay occasionally, for a long time, how can it be, Lang Jun is the pillar of the Han family, the backbone, without him, the Han family may change the court." ”

"What's the matter, Han Qi is making trouble again?" Qian Xu frowned and said, "Don't give me a message, so that I can ......." ”

"It's not a fuss...... Forget it, how can I say that he is also Uncle Lang Jun. Han Hui said softly: "Blood relatives of the same vein, as long as it is not excessive, avoid a few points, and save outsiders from laughing." ”

"What do you mean, do you mean that I'm the outsider?" Qian Xu said in a sullen voice, very unhappy.

Han Hui smiled and said, "What does Qian Lang think? ”

"Of course ......." Qian Xu was about to retort loudly, but interrupted Zheng: "Okay, if you two have anything to say, let's talk about it after dinner, wait any longer, the soup will be cold." ”

"Madame's order, don't dare to disobey." Qian Xu smiled and happily sat down.

In the Tang Dynasty, it was still a separate meal system, and it was often said that the feast referred to the large mat spread on the ground, which was for people to sit on; The mat refers to the small mat spread in front of it, which is used to place tableware and food, so the status of the mat is higher than that of the feast, but people find that it is not easy to eat while sitting on the feast.

Therefore, several people were seated, and a plan was placed in front of the feast, and Zheng commanded, and there were maidservants outside the hall holding all kinds of meals and fish, one person and one plate, and put them in front of the case in turn.

In the same way, there is naturally no biased difference in food, and when the maidservants were busy, Qian Xu was slightly anxious, and asked, "Madam, where is the San Lang people, why don't you see it?" ”

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