Three lanes and seven lanes, the ancestral house of the Lin family.

"Hanpeng, you and your brother and sister will live in this room. When Kunyu came back, he also lived here. Lin Xunshu pointed to a side room and said, "This is close to the library building, and I live opposite, if you need it, I will take care of it in time, and it is convenient for you to come and talk." ”

"Thank you big brother for bothering, in fact, I really have a lot of things to say to my big brother these days." Lin Yiqing thanked him.

He didn't expect that this eldest brother would come to greet him in person, and made arrangements in the ancestral house early to facilitate his peaceful residence.

"You've been tired of the saddle horse all the way, you should be tired, let's rest for a while, let's talk for a long time...... No, I should have never seen it, I don't know where to start with this full belly, you also let me be steady, hehe. Lin Shushu saw that Lin Yiqing did not have any sympathy with herself, her heart was warm, and her voice became a little choked.

"The eldest brother has been busy for a day, please rest, don't be too tired, the younger brother settled down, and went over to visit." Lin Yiqing said.

"There is no need for today, tomorrow is a big day for you to worship your ancestors, you are so restive, raise your spirit, tomorrow when you worship your ancestors, it is not too late for our brothers to talk in detail." Lin Junshu smiled.

Lin Yiqing smiled and nodded, Lin Xunshu raised her hand slightly, turned around and walked quickly.

After seeing Lin Xunshu's back disappear, Lin Yiqing took a look at this Lin family's ancestral house.

The ancestral house of the Lin family is located in the famous neighborhood of Fuzhou, "Three Lanes and Seven Alleys". In this block, the alleys are vertical and horizontal, and the stone slabs are paved; White-walled tiled houses, curved gables, and rigorous layout. Craftsmanship is kit kat; Many places are also embellished with pavilions, platforms, buildings, pavilions, flowers and plants, and rockeries. Integrate humanities and natural landscapes. "Who knows that the five willows are lonely pine guests. but lives between three lanes and seven lanes", it is said that the people of Fuzhou three lanes and seven lanes are outstanding people, and they are the places where the generals enter and exit.

The streets and alleys of Fuzhou follow the tradition of building walls in sections at the end of the kiln, and all have walls made of high and thick bricks or earth. The wall is streamlined with the undulations of the wooden roof truss, and the warped angle extends out of the house, like a saddle, commonly known as the saddle wall. The wall is only used as the periphery, and the load-bearing role is all in the columns. There are many such architectural forms in Jiangnan. Only the saddle walls of the houses in the three lanes and seven lanes of Fuzhou are all curved saddle walls. Generally, the two sides are symmetrical, and the walls and warped corners are painted with clay sculptures, forming a unique wall style of Fuzhou houses. The secluded alleys, high saddle walls, and smooth stone paths, walking between the streets and alleys, all impetuousness and vanity can be left behind for a short time. Even for a short period of time, this quaint and wonderful tranquility can be fixed in the depths of people's hearts.

The ancestral house of the Lin family is owned by Lin Shaomu, and his parents have been here for a hundred years. Sit in the north and face south, face the Wenzao River in front, there is a wall along the river, and there is a propaganda pavilion on the side of the wall. Between the pavilion and the house, there is a stone-paved street crossing. The house is adjacent to three blocks. The main seat sits in the center. There are three entrances before and after, all of which are "five rows". High walls around the wind. The gate is five rooms wide, six doors in the middle, there is a plaque "Shangshu Di", twelve wooden lattice household fans on both sides, and there is a listening room. There is an interstitial screen door behind the door, the first entrance is the hall in the middle, the two sides are the meeting flower hall, the two corridors in front of the hall, and the honor guard and the deacon card are placed. There is a rain cover (covered turtle pavilion) behind the hall and the second entrance. The second hall is also five rows of halls, which is the residence of Lin Shaomu's parents. The third courtyard enters, the Phi Pavilion, and five rows of double-storey pavilions: the east and west compartments on the ground floor are the bedrooms of Lin Shaomu and his eldest son, Lin Ruzhou, and his wife; Upstairs library office, named "Seventy-two Peak Building", Shaoguang 29 years, Lin Shaomu returned home to recuperate. There is a three-room row courtyard on the east and west sides of the main seat, the west side is the residence of Lin Shaomu's brother Lin Peilin, and the east side is the residence of Lin Shaomu's third son, Lin Gongshu, and the Yidoulou.

And the place where Lin Yiqing lives now is the residence of his grandfather Lin Shaomu.

"Teachers and friends are willing to kneel on the ground; Children and grandchildren are not burdened with such letters. ”

Lin Yiqing looked at the couplet in front of Lin Shaomu's library and couldn't help but groan softly.

He already understood in his heart why Lin Yushu had arranged for him to live here.

If the eldest brother of the Lin family still had a trace of doubt about his identity as a younger brother at the beginning, the moment he saw him with his own eyes, all his doubts disappeared.

Lin Yiqing can see that although he and Lin Yizhe fell out of harmony due to different political views, he still admires Lin Yizhe's achievements in his heart because he did not shy away from the difficulties he established, but he was unwilling to bow to his younger brother for the sake of face, but he didn't expect his younger brother to die young, he didn't even see the last side, remembering the unfair accusations against his younger brother before, he felt guilty, and after seeing himself this time, he subconsciously wanted to make amends on himself.

Now this eldest brother of the Lin family should have abandoned his previous prejudice against his younger brother Lin Yizhe and foreign affairs - after all, his grandfather Lin Wenzhong was the first person to "open his eyes to see the world"!

"My lord." A woman's soft voice came from behind her, and Lin Yiqing heard the voice of Xingyue Liuli and turned around.

"It's all arranged?" Lin Yiqing asked.

"It's all arranged." Xingyue Ruri nodded.

"Then tomorrow, I'm going to have to work hard for you." Lin Yiqing smiled and patted her on the shoulder, "I heard that talking like that is very laborious, right?" ”

"Actually, there is nothing, if you want to make the sound sound realistic, you need to use some small means, if the lord is interested, I can teach the lord." There was a rare flash of naughtiness and eagerness in Xingyue Liuli's eyes, and she was obviously looking forward to tomorrow's action.

"Okay, when you have time, you can teach me." Lin Yiqing smiled and nodded.

Thinking of the good show that will be staged tomorrow, Lin Yiqing is also full of expectations in his heart.

On the second day, as soon as the sky was bright, Yoko Shimazu, who was sleeping in the inn, got up and freshened up.

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PS: I feel that the culture of the circle of friends is "desperately showing the glamorous side of my life." Whoever pretends to be more like the more bull breaks". And Weibo is "boldly showing the sad side of his life, who blackens himself more thoroughly and cutely", the style is completely different, and the words left behind are completely different. I feel that future archaeologists will definitely conclude that "at the beginning of the 21st century, those who use the circle of friends are aristocrats, and those who use Weibo are laborers." ”

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