Chapter 17: The White-Written Couplet
At this time, in the inner hall of the house behind the "Fukang Qianzhuang" in Fuzhou, a middle-aged man in his forties was lying on the table at this time, splashing ink, and on the other side of the table, several couplets that had been written were placed. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info
These couplets are all written in lines, but they are written on a blank piece of paper, and the content is mostly tragic and sad, and it is clear at a glance that they are all elegiac couplets.
Although it was written in elegy, the person who wrote the couplet did not have the slightest sense of sadness, on the contrary, there was a happy and complacent look on his face, and when he wrote the couplet, he hummed a little song softly in his mouth.
"Jun Qi is like a dragon, a sword, and the water and clouds are gone, and Jun is now turning into a crane and a pavilion and the moon secretly hates to return late...... Hehe, this sentence is good, this sentence is good. Hu Xueyan said, took another piece of white rice paper, dipped it in ink, and waved it again.
At this moment, the butler hurried in with the hem of his clothes.
"Master, the Shen Mansion is over there...... There's news. β
"Well, say." Hu Xueyan didn't raise his head and said.
The housekeeper hesitated for a moment, stepped forward to Hu Xueyan's side, lowered his voice and said, "The one from the Shen Mansion was a ...... yesterday Woke up. β
"What!?"
When the housekeeper said this, Hu Xueyan happened to write the last word of this long couplet, "late", which may have been too shocked and annoyed.
Hu Xueyan slammed the brush on the table, turned his head and glared at the housekeeper angrily, his eyes seemed to be about to erupt with fire, so frightened that the housekeeper couldn't help but take a step back.
"Is the news true?"
"It's true, sir. It's the news that the guys below heard from the people of the Shen Mansion. The housekeeper frightened Hu Xueyan's expression, and he was a little flustered for a while, "I heard that he not only woke up, but also had a ...... with Miss Chen."
"Smack!" A crisp sound interrupted the butler's words, and the butler looked at the smashed blue and white porcelain tea bowl on the ground in surprise, and then looked up at Hu Xueyan, as if he suddenly didn't know him.
In the housekeeper's impression, Hu Xueyan had never been so furious as he was today.
Now not only the housekeepers, but even the servants who served Hu Xueyan to write were silent one by one, and they didn't dare to come out.
At this time, Hu Xueyan seemed to be completely in a state of madness, he suddenly lifted a celadon pen wash again, and slammed it on the ground, and then he grabbed the couplets that had been written on the table, and tore them up fiercely, until they all turned into pieces and spilled them all over the ground.
Hu Xueyan stood there panting, looking at the mess on the ground, standing for a while, and actually laughing.
"I didn't think that the groom's life was so hard." Hu Xueyan laughed self-deprecatingly, "I can't die if I drink like this, I really underestimate him." β
"Originally, he was so drunk that he was unconscious, and the doctor said that he couldn't wake up." The housekeeper hurriedly said, "I said that I was going to prepare for the future, although I woke up suddenly, I still lay on the bed for a whole day, and it can be seen that I still haven't fully recovered, so the matter of the round house is probably a deliberate rumor ......"
"Also, it's so easy for him to be so sharp." Hu Xueyan regained his composure at this time, he returned to his chair and sat down, and several servants hurriedly stepped forward and began to pick up the broken porcelain and torn paper on the ground.
The floor in the house was quickly cleaned up by the servants, and the servants knew that Hu Xueyan was still in a bad mood, so they didn't want to touch his moldy head, and after cleaning up, they all retreated, leaving only the housekeeper and the two scholars who were waiting for pen and ink to stay there, looking at Hu Xueyan in fear.
At this time, Hu Xueyan may be because of jealousy, and his mind is full of Chen Wan's figure.
In a trance, he imagined Chen Wan's exposed body trembling and shrinking under his obscenity, and for a while his heart was full of lust, and his body unconsciously stiffened.
Hu Xueyan felt the subtle changes in his body, and felt a little embarrassed, he tried hard to suppress the beautiful figure, gasped heavily, and waved his clenched fist, as if what he was holding in his palm was Lin Yizhe and Chen Wan.
At this time, in the study of Shen Baozhen's mansion, Lin Yizhe and Chen Wan were enjoying a different kind of world time together.
"Ahh......h Ahh β
Lin Yizhe sneezed twice, attracting Chen Wan's concerned gaze.
"Grandma's! Who's scolding me behind my back? Lin Yizhe shrugged his nose and muttered to himself.
"Why did Kunyu say that?" Chen Wan couldn't help but be very surprised when she heard him say this.
"Wan'er doesn't know, right? As long as you sneeze twice, someone must be scolding you behind your back. Lin Yizhe said to Chen Wan seriously.
"I'm afraid it's Hu Guangyong who scolds you at this time, right?" Chen Wan covered her mouth and smiled.
"I can't think of a second person other than him at the moment." Lin Yizhe said, "Just let him Hu Guangyong get angry!" β
The husband and wife looked at each other and smiled.
For Lin Yizhe, the atmosphere of this era can be said to be only experienced with feelings, rather than really watching with eyes. Now he has felt the unique charm of this era. Although the weather in Fuzhou is a little hot now, the bright blue sky, the exquisite and elegant furnishings in the house, the carved windows without glass, and the tranquil and leisurely life all make him feel very different from the busy life of ants in the original time and space. Everything is in good spirits.
may be worried that his body has not recovered, these days Chen Wan has changed her method to bring him all kinds of snacks in Fuzhou City, and she has to let him taste everything. What surprised Lin Yizhe was that she would make all kinds of fine dim sum, she would make him a very delicious Lantern Festival, and also make Laba porridge that northerners drink on the eighth day of the lunar month. Lin Yizhe watched her make fragrant porridge with yellow sticky rice, white river rice, red dates, red beans, chestnuts, almonds, peanuts, hazelnut kernels, pine nuts, and melon seeds with brown sugar or white sugar. The Laba porridge she made was so different from what he used to drink, that he could no longer think about the tubal Laba porridge he drank back then.
"This porridge is really different, the nuts seem to melt as soon as you enter your mouth. My aunt also loves to eat, and I ate two bowls in a row. On this day, Lin Yizhe was drinking porridge and praising Chen Wan's craftsmanship.
"My aunt is old and has bad teeth, so she naturally likes to eat soft food." Chen Wan saw Lin Yizhe drinking sweetly, and said happily: "If she likes to eat, I'll make it for her." β
"How is Wan'er's laba porridge made?" Lin Yizhe asked with a smile, "Is there any fairy recipe?" β
"There's no fairy either. I just learned from a medicine book and put a little alkali in it to make the nuts rot faster. Chen Wan replied with a smile.
Lin Yizhe remembered the extremely miserable "love experience" before he met Zhao Yuetong in the original time and space, and his heart was full of cherishing his current life.
In that era when qualified men were required to go up to the hall and down to the kitchen, if you want such a beautiful Lori to cook such delicious things for you, you can basically only rely on thinking.
Thinking of the first and last meal that Zhao Yuetong cooked for him before the two parted in life and death, Lin Yizhe's heart was stinging again.
Xiaotong, are you okay......
"Is it delicious?" Chen Wan's soft question brought him back to reality.
"Wan'er has made me something to eat these days, and I can't repay it, I'm really ashamed." Lin Yizhe put down the bowl, smacked his lips happily, and joked with Chen Wan with a smile, "I can only do my best to chat at night to repay virtue." β
"Then Kunyu should think more about how to make food for Wan'er." Chen Wan remembered his performance these nights, and suddenly her face was flushed, she looked at Lin Yizhe, smiled shyly, and said along with his words, "Let Wan'er also taste Kunyu's craftsmanship." β
"Hehe, my craftsmanship, I dare not say that it can be compared with Wan'er, but it will not be much worse than Wan'er." Lin Yizhe wanted to show his hand in front of his little wife, and said quite smugly.
"Then Wan'er is waiting." Chen Wan looked at him with some surprise, "When does Kunyu plan to show Wan'er her skills?" β
"That's it for now." Lin Yizhe smiled slightly and said, "However, if Wan'er wants to eat quickly, she has to call a few more people to help." β
"That Wan'er also followed Kunyu for a long time." Chen Wanxiang didn't believe that Lin Yizhe would make good food, and her delicate eyebrows raised slightly.
Indeed, in this era of "everything is inferior, only reading is high" and "gentlemen are far away from cooking", there are very few people who can do and are willing to do this.
"Come on! Let's go to the kitchen first to see if there are any food ingredients and less things, so that people can buy them immediately. Lin Yizhe pretended to exaggerate and rolled up his sleeves and said to Chen Wan with a smile.
"What is Kunyu going to do for Wan'er?" Chen Wan pursed her lips and asked with a smile.
"Hmm...... It is a delicate dessert called 'incense ball'. Lin Yizhe searched for his memories of cooking skills in later generations, and casually made it up.
"Incense balls? It sounds like it's delicious......"
"Just look! Wan'er, you still want to eat it, you know, my recipe is a secret......"
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"Master, madam, this is a snack made by the young master and the young grandmother, please taste it."
"They did it themselves?" Shen Baozhen looked at the glutinous rice balls on the plate in the maid's hand, which were crystal green and exuding bursts of refreshing fragrance, as if she couldn't believe it.
"Yes, master, this is made according to the young master's secret recipe, called incense balls, and the young master and the young grandmother have been busy in the kitchen for two hours. Master and Madame try it, it's delicious. β
Hearing the maid say this, Shen Baozhen and Lin Puqing gently picked up a piece from the plate, put it in their mouths, took a bite, and chewed it gently.
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