Helan Minzhi stood at the door of the Lushun Fang in a daze, looking inside. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

My previous worries were completely superfluous, and there was no need at all. Shabby, if this is shabby, I'm afraid that in this Tang Empire, only the imperial city can make it shabby.

The mansions of high-ranking officials in the Tang Dynasty have a common characteristic, that is, the gates are open to the door. As if he is declaring his status, this huge workshop is opened by his own family. The doors of ordinary people, or low-grade officials and undesirable nobles can be opened casually on the road in the square. Just like the previous samurai, it seems to be somewhat defeated and shabby.

Helan Minzhi looked inside, a huge mansion stood in the Lushun Fang. Just the wall, at least the road has already turned, and the end of the wall is not visible. The luxurious gate, painted with gold lacquer, shiny and shiny under the sun, is directly a kind of spirit. What makes Helan Minzhi more reassuring is that the craftsmanship of the craftsman is still acceptable. At least there is no nouveau riche temperament.

The golden plaque is written in Helan Mansion, I don't know which famous artist in Luoyang City was invited. Helan Minzhi is now unique in calligraphy, although he can't start a sect yet, but he can be said to be out of craftsmanship. However, compared with this hand-held calligraphy, there is still a slight gap.

There were four servants guarding the door, all dressed in the same costume. Just looking at the material, at least it is better than ordinary people to wear.

Just by looking at this courtyard wall, you can see how much it occupies. And when I looked up, I couldn't see any other buildings. But this pavilion and pavilion, the eaves and arches are clear. I'm afraid I can't say how many buildings there are.

"Ah San... How much money has been allocated by our government for Luoyang City? Helan Minzhi gritted his teeth a little, and everything else was put behind first. Just such a big mansion, in Luoyang City, where every inch of land is expensive, and even paper is more expensive than other places, how much does it cost?

"Young Master... This matter is not a small responsibility. Ah San replied easily and let out a sigh of relief. He knows what kind of character his master is, and he has never cared much about these things outside his body. And I've always been more opposed to luxury and luxury, and I have lived in my old house for so many years after I became noble. If it weren't for the fact that the Korean Lady's Mansion given by the emperor had been repaired, she would not be willing to move out. The requirements for the mansion are limited to not shabby, and as for the better and bigger this repair, I'm afraid it's not this person's preference.

"Uh... Young master, this matter is handled by Fu Bo. The small one made a move, and allocated a total of three installments of money, and the total amount of the front and back was less than 800 yuan. "What Ah San knows, Ah Da also knows in his heart. But it's your own hands, and you can't run if you can't run, so you can answer how you want to answer.

Helan Minzhi's heart suddenly panicked, and anger followed, but he didn't show it on his face. Stretched out his hand and pointed to the huge Helan Mansion and asked Ah Da: "Eight hundred guan is a lot, but I will give you another eight hundred guan, and you will give me such a mansion again." ”

Although the tone has not changed yet, those who are familiar with Helan Minzhi know that this person is probably already angry at this time.

"It's... This... This is something that the small ones can't do. ”

No one is a fool, people like Helan Minzhi who have not dealt with silver money for a long time know that 800 yuan will definitely not be able to exchange for such a big mansion. Ah Da, Ah Er, Ah San, how could they not know. What is there in this, they have been housekeepers for so long, they know it in their hearts.

"Hmph, Ah San go call the door. Under normal circumstances, the letter should have said that we would be here today. ”

Ah San hurriedly ran up to call the door, and Helan Minzhi and the others followed. Fortunately, the servants in the house were quite good at teaching, and there were no such evil servants. Respectfully saluted to Helan Minzhi, one person hurriedly ran towards the courtyard, and the remaining three people still didn't let them enter the mansion.

This is quite satisfying, after all, I don't know the identity, and I said that the young master of this family let me enter the mansion. Then these guards should be dragged out. But the addition of bad words is not a good reaction, this is the best look, polite and courteous.

Before waiting for a stick of incense, the footsteps of many people inside hurriedly came to the outside of the gate.

The main door was fully open, and Junko Mako followed at the front, and the one who was half a step behind was an old man, and the one who was one step behind was a middle-aged man. In the end, there were about sixteen or seventeen domestic servants, and they walked out neatly towards Helan Minzhi and them, just like the doorkeepers.

Looking at the demeanor of this Ding, Helan Minzhi's frowning brows let go slightly, at least there are still rules in the family.

"Young Master Wan'an." Mako Junko looked excited, after all, it was not a day or two since she left Chang'an City. When I first arrived in Luoyang, although it was my home, I was not familiar with life. Waiting for Helan Minzhi is left and right. If it weren't for the daily correspondence, I might have been in a hurry.

The eyes that looked at Helan Minzhi had a feeling of looking through the autumn water, if it weren't for the fact that he was at the gate at this time, maybe the two of them would have fallen directly on him. But he could only endure this impulse, bowed slightly, and said Wan'an.

For the rest, the old man in the back saw Helan Minzhi, and his beard trembled with excitement. After going down the steps, he knelt down without hesitation: "Old slave Wuzhong, please say hello to the young master." ”

Looking at him kneeling, a hint of softness flashed in Helan Minzhi's eyes. After all, he is the son of a martial artist, and he doesn't know how much money he can't get back just because of this loyalty. He was very satisfied with this. Just knelt down like this, no matter how wrong this house was, Helan Minzhi decided to give the old man a face, just for his loyalty for decades.

But without waiting for the softness in Helan Minzhi's eyes to stay a little longer, the middle age behind the old man made his cold glow recover. Watching the old man kneel, the middle-aged man's eyes flashed three points of hesitation, and he was stunned for a while before kneeling down with three points of embarrassment.

The Tang Dynasty did not prostrate on kneeling etiquette, unless it was particularly serious and formal or when the mood could not be suppressed excitedly. The middle-aged man's thoughts can be easily captured by Helan Minzhi, and there is nothing that cannot be understood. After all, he doesn't have to ask people to bow down to him, does he? But with such a small gesture, you can see how far his loyalty is from his father's. (To be continued.) )