The two exchanged pleasantries along the way, Zheng Guofan sighed as he walked, this Yan family is really luxurious, no wonder Fang just waited at the door for a long time, and he was still a little impatient, I am afraid that the owner of the Yan boat still trotted all the way over, otherwise, just this winding pavilion and rockery fish pond, I am afraid that I may not be able to walk for half an hour.

[***] Don't take Zheng Guofan as an outsider, lead him to his own back garden, this is already a good treatment for the family, outsiders can never enter, so, the gift of the talented and beautiful lady in the back garden is also reasonable, although the Ming law stipulates that the private entry into the house is either annihilation or theft to kill and pull down, but there is a young lady to do the internal response, natural contact is like entering the realm of no one, the spring palace painting is also more than the rockery, the corridor, the fish pond, the swing, depicting the talented and beautiful fairy fight, where do outsiders in the back garden come in, It's just right for the tone of the curtain.

Owner Yan didn't know why he was studying the book of talented and beautiful women and the paintings of the Spring Palace in the back garden, looking at him left and right, thinking that he was envious of the unique scenery here, and he was also a little proud, "Virtuous nephew, can you still see my garden?" If you have time, just come and stay. ”

Zheng Guofan heard this, he didn't dare to talk, what kind of joke, the Ming Dynasty invited you to live in the back garden, which is equivalent to building a bed for you in your master bedroom in the future, the so-called side of the couch will not allow others to snore, it is not good to a certain degree of friends will never treat you like this, if you believe it is true to move to live here, it is estimated that you will have to sit as the son-in-law of the Yan family.

Therefore, he smiled and said: "Thank you Uncle Yan, but I originally went south to go to my uncle's house, my mother died early, my aunt has no children, and she has treated me very kindly since I was a child. ”

This is more far-fetched, of course the owner of the Yan ship understands that this is an excuse, but since people say so, it is naturally not good to ask again, the so-called intimate relationship, but he still asked casually, "Who is your aunt's surname?" My Yan family has been in Ningbo for generations, I can't say, I still know them. ”

"Uncle Wang Jue......"

"Wang Ziyu?" Ship Master Yan suddenly had a person in his mind, if it was really that person, it would be a little troublesome, and he couldn't help frowning slightly.

Zheng raised his eyebrows, is his uncle-in-law famous in Ningbo?

Looking at the good official's expression, Ship Master Yan knew what he was thinking, and couldn't help laughing, "Wang Jue Prince Yu, the father of the Seven Fairies!" The whole Ningbo is famous, and no one knows who doesn't know. ”

"This ...... I really don't know. The obedient official was confused, "My aunt went to Ningbo with her uncle many years ago, and she relied on letters to communicate with her. ”

Yan Shipowner smiled and said the allusion to the father of the seven fairies, it turned out that the uncle of the obedient official was famous for giving birth to a daughter, a full seven daughters, but none of the sons, as mentioned earlier, the uncle of the obedient official is also famous for his talents, and he is the son of an official eunuch, this joke spread from the mouth of the reader, and finally everyone in Ningbo knew about it.

In the late Ming Dynasty, marrying a daughter was exaggerated and rich, and both daughters could make a solid family ruined, these are all recorded in the Ming people's notes, and even some official eunuchs can't afford to marry their daughters, so they have to discuss with their colleagues, my daughter marries your son, your daughter marries my son, everyone knows each other, and this dowry will go straight to it.

This Wang Jue has a wife and three concubines, gave birth to seven daughters, the father of the seven fairies, and marries seven daughters in the future, so it is strange not to take off his pants.

Therefore, Captain Yan was a little worried, this one is also a celebrity in Ningbo City, in case he made such a thing as having seven daughters stuffed into the young master of the cousin...... Anyway, the dowry money was saved.

The obedient official heard two drops of cold sweat on his forehead, the father of the seven fairies, isn't that the Jade Emperor? gave birth to seven daughters in a row, which can be regarded as a skill.

It seems that fortunately, I didn't rush to my uncle's house, otherwise, the seven daughters ...... The obedient official suddenly sketched a scene in his mind: his aunt and uncle sat at the top, and the seven cousins lined up, from ten to five or six years old, one by one, took turns, and replied shyly [cousin, Wanfu], he wanted to [cousin, salute] one by one......

Thinking of this, I suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

Next to [***] looked at his face, it was estimated that what he said also scared him, and his heart said that you know that it is good to be scary, so he stopped talking at the moment, and took him upstairs with a smile. To the upstairs, the obedient official suddenly felt a wide vision, in front of this building is a fish pond, there is a nine-curved bridge built above, at the end of the bridge is a round eaves arch pavilion, the pavilion in the first few stone drum stools, a white marble round table, in the pavilion to watch the fish, quite [fish play lotus leaves, lotus leaves He Tiantian] charm, especially at this time it is autumn, there are some residual lotus, but also [autumn yin does not disperse frost fly late, leave dry lotus to listen to the sound of rain] poetry, enough to enter the painting. One end of the fish pond is the continuous Taihu Lake stone rockery, exquisitely handsome, there are three floors of tall feet, repair the ugly, wrinkled, thin, leaky, through the five-character true formula, walk through the rockery, you can go to the opposite floor, between the two floors at the end of the fish pond to form one, there is a corridor, the wall of the corridor is full of roses, from the corridor there are countless green bamboos poking out, it seems that there is still scenery over there.

The obedient official couldn't help but praise, "What a garden, it's really in the painting." ”

[***] was praised by him, and he was in a good mood, you must know that there are usually few people in this back garden who have the opportunity to come in and watch, people often have a vanity, and the king of Chu also said that the brocade does not return to his hometown, such as brocade clothes at night. So when he praised him, he was naturally very cool, and when he shook his head, he said, "The virtuous nephew is talented, but there are poems!" ”

The obedient official was stunned, take a look at your garden and ask for poetry? It's too cheap! However, since the people have spoken, it is not easy to refuse, after all, two days ago, they bought a homestead of 3,000 taels for 400 taels, and after a little hesitation, a song popped up in the depths of their minds, so they asked: "Does Uncle Yan's courtyard have a name?" ”

"My daughter named her Tinghe Xiaozhu." [***] seems to be quite satisfied with the name, the obedient official heard it, and couldn't help but pout secretly, this name is so vulgar, like a tea house selling tea next to the park.

But I can't say this, otherwise Yan Qingwei, a demented literary woman and young woman, was afraid that she would jump to her feet, so the good official smiled very respectfully, "Does Uncle Yan have pen and ink?" ”

[***] When I heard it, this is a poem in my heart that is not unhappy! Hurriedly shouted: "Come on, come on, pen and ink waiting." ”

Suddenly, a few maids came out of the room, for the first of a big girl wearing gold and jade, a stack of voices called those little maids, holding the inkstone of the inkstone, holding the pen holder of the pen holder, after a while, on a table at one end of the attic to arrange the pen, ink and paper inkstone, the pen with a good sheep's hair, the ink is the best of the ink, the paper is the jade version of the Xuan, the inkstone is the chrysanthemum inkstone.

The obedient official walked over, reached out and took the brush in his hand, licked the ink, thought for a while, stretched out his hand and wrote "Listening to the Lotus Xiaozhu Even", and then the pen walked the dragon and snake, and wrote:

The small garden lotus is clean and dusty, and the strange stones are exquisitely covered with green moss.

The clouds on the ridge sweep thousands of peaks, and the moon in the pool is open.

The wind corridor water pavilion is like a circle, and the jade bamboo and silver rattan are cut.

The long night is cool and only a small drink, and the children in front of the bottle are cultivated.

After writing it, I thought about it and wrote my pen name next to it, Yusanren.

He put down his pen, only to find that Miss Yan Qingwei Yan didn't know when she arrived at his side, she was still dressed in white silk, he couldn't help frowning slightly, this demented woman is really unbelievable! Don't you know that Bai Aya is dedicated to death by the emperor? Yang Guifei hanged herself with white silk, I really don't know what she thinks.

However, he couldn't say this directly, so he had to put on makeup, bend down and sing a fat song, "Miss Yan, see you." ”

Yan Qingwei's eyes wandered, and she was looking at him intently, watching him bend down and salute, his jade cheeks were slightly tilted, and he bent his knees slightly and said Wanfu, "Zheng Xianggong, Wanfu." ”

Those little maids of the Yan family probably have never seen a young lady whose eyes are as big as a basket above the top of their eyes so polite, and they can't help but chuckle one after another, Miss Yan heard this laughter, her face became more and more burning, fortunately, the big girl who was the leader waved her hand and scolded these little maids, "It's more and more unruly, I don't have to call the little minister a joke." Saying that, he bent his knees slightly and apologized to Zheng Guofan, "Slave Zixiao, don't you compensate the little minister, it's all slaves who haven't trained these little girls well......"

For example, a big girl like Zixiao is probably equal to the etiquette teacher of European nobles, but her status is not so high, but she is definitely not a slave without personal freedom, she is generally proficient in female popularity, accounting, and the rules and etiquette of various daughters' families, and she also knows a lot about poetry and songs.

The good official also gave this a salute, this waved his hand to let those little maids retreat, and waited not far from the side, Yan saw his daughter come out, standing next to the good official, quite a talented woman, couldn't help but smile, the only regret is that the good official looks a little smaller.

Of course, Xiaohe only showed sharp corners, and he would grow up after all, and the owner of Yan felt that he could afford to wait.

Yan Qingwei saw that Zheng Guofan didn't speak, and originally wanted to ask him what happened to Xiaoqian, but as a good official with the power of the protagonist template, a poem was written, Miss Yan suddenly got carried away, left Xiaoqian's matter behind, and couldn't help but chew on this Tinghe Xiaozhu, and felt more and more elegant and pure.

There was some silence at this time, fortunately, Zixiao was a professional, he opened his mouth right away, and led the topic to the poems, the obedient official did not turn his head and left, and casually perfunctory two sentences, Miss Yan spoke in a low voice, and slowly felt that there was a meaning that poetry would be sung, but she was not afraid, and she was not afraid to tell the story of the first lady, and at this time the posture of the first lady in Zhejiang came out.

But the good official didn't want to tell Miss Yan about this, why! What Miss Yan can say and think of is that the obedient officials are old and rotten, which is equivalent to an old movie that has been watched countless times and makes people concentrate on watching it again, which is really not interesting.

And the obedient official said casually, all of which had a feeling of being eye-catching, therefore, as she spoke, Miss Yan had the taste of asking for advice in it, and the good official's teacher who had a big head and didn't want to be a demented woman couldn't help but sell a cute, "Sister Qingwei, in fact, some of them I also said casually, I don't know if it's good or bad, I've been talking for so long, I'm a little hungry, do you have any delicious snacks?" I'll also have some candied fruit and a cup of tea, but I'm impatient and bitter, and I'll have to boil some orange peel to make it delicious. ”

His sister screamed fascinated, Miss Yan looked at the smile on his face, and then realized that this little minister, who was not as tall as herself, was only thirteen years old, three years younger than herself.

Yan Qingwei is not a fool, even smarter than most girls, seeing that he suddenly called his sister sweetly, and shouted to eat this and eat that, his brain turned slightly, and he vaguely felt that he was unwilling to continue to talk about poetry with himself, and his pretty face suddenly lengthened, and he felt that he had been greatly insulted.

ps: 2 more, one more at eleven o'clock, even if this week is over, I haven't broken my promise.