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After nearly a month of repair, this Hou Mansion has been completed, Liu Fu is a competent supervisor, and the whole house has been renovated in place, and it has a new look.

The three brightly dressed women in the house walked around the house from time to time, and at this time, Li Xiaojiu asked Wei Shun'an to send him the palace maids, all of whom were beautiful.

After Li Shimin's death, as the surviving members of the late Emperor Taizong, the women in the Taiji Palace had their own different fates. Some concubines who have children can go out of the palace to join their children;

For example, Xu Hui, Taizong's concubine who was very favored in his later years, died of illness the following year at the age of 24 at the age of 24, and was buried in Zhaoling after his death;

As for the concubines and palace maids who have no children and do not want to be martyred, they must be ordained according to the rules, and they will die in the temple or Taoist temple.

There is also a part of the palace maids who have expertise in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and Gaozong asked them to stay in the palace and do some copying and instrumental music, which can be regarded as making the best use of their talents.

The two three palace maids sent by Li Xiaojiu to An He were Wanyue, Jin Feng and Jingyun, and Wanyue and Jin Feng stayed in the palace because they played a good pipa.

Since Anhe's limerick poem on the precursors of the earthquake was sent to the states by the Taishi Bureau, it is clever to say that according to this law, the state really predicted an earthquake and took precautions in advance, although the intensity of the earthquake was not small, but the loss of the people was not large.

Li Xiaojiu was happy, and rewarded An He and Li Chunfeng with 1,000 taels of silver each, and saw that An He's house had been repaired, so he gave An He the three palace maids Qingyun, Wanyue, and Jin Feng all to be maids.

Although the three of them worked as maids in Anhe's house, they were very happy in their hearts, like them, the palace maids of the first emperor, it was impossible to get the blessing of the current emperor, if there was no chance, they could only be a white-headed palace maid and die in the palace.

So when they have the opportunity to come out of the palace, even if they are a maid, they are all happy to die, especially when they are maids in a young man's family like Anhe, they are even more willing.

Because they were surprised to find that this young master was very easy-going, never regarded them as servants, always beckoned everyone to eat together when eating, and washed his feet at night by fetching water and washing his feet, once, Jingyun brought him hot water to wash his feet, but he was startled, and almost stepped on the footbasin, no matter what, he didn't let Qingyun wash, Jingyun had to give up.

An He always instilled some new ideas in them, such as equality between men and women, only the division of labor is different, there is no distinction between high and low, and so on.

He never called them by their names, but called them sisters, which made them feel both novel and moving.

Later they found that their man liked to put on his shorts every morning, which he was a little ashamed of, and ran around the house like a blindfolded donkey, only to stop when he was sweating profusely and panting with his tongue stretched out like a dog, and then he threw himself into the freshly built pool of water, and plopped from one end to the other, and then turned and pounced back again, several times before he stopped.

Jin Feng also saw the male owner crawling on the ground once, supporting the ground with his hands, leaning down, and standing up again, which made Jin Feng think of a very indecent behavior, so he ran back to the house with a blushing face, and couldn't help but peek out of the window curiously.

Anhe had just finished swimming and was lying on the beach by his converted swimming pool to bask in the sun, and although it was already cold, it was not a problem for a winter enthusiast.

The knife wound on his back has also healed after wiping the trauma medicine sent by Sun Simiao a few times, but there is still a less obvious scar on his back.

A tall woman with a graceful figure, smooth skin, and a cup of brewed tea in her hand walked over, and this woman was Qingyun.

This Qingyun is a good character to stay in the palace, Qingyun wrote a good flying white style, which was appreciated by Taizong.

The so-called flying white is a special brushwork in calligraphy, which is said to have been created by the calligrapher Cai Yong inspired by the craftsmen of Xiuhongdumen who dipped a broom in white and painted the characters. When Emperor Ling of the Eastern Han Dynasty decorated Hongdu Gate, the craftsman wrote with a broom that brushed ****, and after Cai Yong saw it, it was classified as "Flying White Book". Some of its strokes are parallel to dry silks, and the strokes at the turning point are prominent, Huang Bosi of the Northern Song Dynasty said:

"Take the handwriting of its hair and call it white, and the one who lifts it like a fly is called flying."

Nowadays, the dry brushstrokes of calligraphy and painting are also called flying white, and the traces in the strokes are white, like the dry pen writing. The inscription of the Han and Wei palaces was widely used.

An He has been writing with Jingyun every day for the past few days, and now he can afford to write with a brush.

Qingyun saw that Anhe was wearing homemade swimming shorts on his body, his tanned skin was sunburned, and his face was a little hot.

The man is very avant-garde.

An He took the teacup from Qingyun's hand, took a sip beautifully, looked at Qingyun with a blushing face, and deliberately teased her:

"Do you want me to make a set of swimsuits for each of the three of you Sister Qingyun, and when you're fine, let's swim together?" ：

If this is in modern times, it can be said that it is normal for men and women to swim together, but Qingyun is a Tang Dynasty person, how can he accept this!

A red cloud flew up to the face, and said in a coquettish voice:

"Ah Lang Hugh is joking, the slave family is just your servant, how dare you wash with the master!"

In her consciousness, An He was taking a bath, and the Tang Dynasty people did not have the concept of swimming.

Seeing the tiny beads of sweat oozing from An He's forehead, Qingyun hurriedly took out a silk scarf from his arms, leaned down gently, and wiped the sweat beads off An He's face.

A burst of girl's body fragrance came from the silk scarf, An He was a little intoxicated, and when he raised his eyes, because Qingyun was leaning down to wipe his sweat, the upper body was leaning over her body, and the eyes were wearing a chestless shirt again, and in the crimson V-neck, which pair of full breasts that did not match her slender figure squeezed out a tempting groove.

With her breathing, the **** fell together, the snow-white skin was like a light snow in the sun, the slow skirt half covered the chest, and the cicada wings were white jade.

An He's heart jumped wildly, and he felt that his lower body was a little strange, afraid that Qingyun would see it, so he hurriedly stood up, jumped into the water with a flutter, and swam back and forth a few times in a row, which feeling subsided.

An He found that he has become more and more unable to resist the temptation of women recently, especially when he sees beautiful women, there is always an inexplicable impulse in his heart.

But he knew that although the Tang Dynasty was open, it was not up to the level of a modern one-night stand and a forgetfulness of the two, and women still took this aspect very seriously.

After sleeping with a woman, unless she is a Qinglou woman, otherwise, she will follow you for the rest of her life, except for a few water-based Yanghua women, so An He is very cautious, although sometimes the other women he loves joke about, but he never dares to take a step beyond Lei Chi.

Qingyun didn't understand why the man had just climbed out of the pool, and all of a sudden, he jumped in again, just because he was full of strength and liked to splash around in the pool, and didn't think about anything else.

Although the feeling of An He's heartbeat has subsided, his lower body is still bulging into a bag, and he has no intention of calming down for a while, thinking to himself, Qingyun should drink less of the old hen ginseng and wolfberry soup stewed according to the stew method in the palace.

Seeing where Qingyun stood with tea and didn't leave, An He was embarrassed to let her see her abnormality, so she had to rub in the pool and not go out.

Thankfully, Qingyun saw that he had been playing in the water, and finally returned to the house with tea, and An He let out a sigh of relief, and hurriedly climbed out of the pool, changing into trousers and robes placed by the pool.

Looking at the day, it was already lunch time, and he knew that Wanyue, who was good at cooking, must have prepared a table full of dishes waiting for him to eat, so he whistled and walked towards the house.