Chapter 194: White-haired Who's a Wife
Looking at the time, it turned out to be when she was in distress when she gave birth in Yao Garden and was buried in the fire.
So.. Phew! She instantly felt that saying that the score was like a dead wife was cursing herself.
The tip of his heart trembled, no wonder the fourth master suddenly sank his face just now, it turned out that he remembered when she died.
The fourth master is not in a good mood today, and when he is in a bad mood, he will sleep in the study alone and play the piano.
The tune of the play is also the kind of tune that can coax people who are in good spirits to doze off.
"Jinyu, go prepare an erhu~" The only thing Nian Yaoyue is good at is pulling erhu.
This was taught by her grandfather in her previous life, but the aristocracy didn't like this kind of musical instrument used only for street performances, and they disliked the erhu low~
Tong Jinxian was half-lying with apricot eyes squinting slightly, listening to the fourth brother stroking the piano.
She comfortably picked up the Bitan Piaoxue tea in her hand, and just took a sip, and suddenly there was a mournful sound of babbling close to the human voice, this!
Isn't this the erhu that is often pulled by the performers! Tong Jinxian was so shocked that she squirted out a sip of tea.
At this time, Yinzhen was also attracted by this sad erhu sound, stopped the sound, and got up and came to the courtyard.
When I raised my eyes, I saw that Nian was wearing a pomegranate skirt of a Han woman. Hibiscus is like a willow like an eyebrow, it is really an eyebrow that wins the daylily color, and the red dress is jealous of the pomegranate flower.
No wonder Tang Xuanzong bowed down under Yang Guifei's pomegranate skirt, at this time, Yinzhen looked at the woman in front of him, and he was a little stupid.
Su Peisheng on the side frowned, Nian's tune was full of mistakes and omissions, and the master rarely did not correct it.
In this situation, Su Peisheng just wanted to create an atmosphere.
So he walked to the pear tree, stretched out his hand and shook the pole, and the white pear petals fell like snow.
"Wow, Ama and Eniang have become white-haired old Weng Weng and grandmother~"
The brothers Honghui and Hongsheng looked at the thin white petals on Ama and Eniang's heads and shoulders, as if their hair had turned white in an instant, so they smiled and clapped their hands and said.
"Good~"
Yin Zhen raised his eyes, with a smile on the corner of his mouth, and looked at Nian Shi in a deep voice, he was determined to die, and went to this white head and promise.
"Does it sound good?" Seeing that the fourth master was very happy, Nian Yaoyue swelled, so he cheekily begged for praise.
“... Listen to it.." Yin Zhen said with a serious expression on his conscience.
"Master, promise me, be confident, get rid of that~"
Nian Yaoyue stomped her feet angrily, no matter how beautiful it sounded, adding it would make people jump angrily, such as okay, okay, okay!!
"Don't play this song in the future, you can play Erquan Yingyue and something like that~"
Yin Zhen felt that this untitled song was very frustrating, and it sounded desperate.
Nian Yaoyue suddenly remembered the blind man A Bing with sunglasses...
Although Yinzhen thinks that Nian's erhu is really bad, but... After that, every time he was depressed, he would always ask Nian to pull a few erhu, and unconsciously, he had listened to it for a lifetime.
....
Just boiled the wind flowers slowly, stewed the snow moon, and in a blink of an eye, it was the middle of summer.
At this time, Tong Jinxian was shaking the fan impatiently, and the noise outside was upset, she stroked her forehead, and suddenly the annoying voice gradually died down.
"Weird? Why did this sound suddenly disappear? ”
"Our Lord Belle likes to be quiet, so we have set up a sticky pole in the house, which is specially used to stick to it in the summer and catch some noisy cuckoo magpies and the like."
The little eunuch on the side hung his head and said.
At this time, Yinzhen was sitting cross-legged on the edge of the bed, holding the codex in one hand and a pu fan in the other, reading the codex while fanning Nian's cool.
"Su Peisheng, add two more pots of ice cubes~"
There was no noise outside, and Nian's sleep was a little comforted at this time.
Su Peisheng tiptoed to the ice cellar to get two ice cubes, and in a drowsy state, Yinzhen put down the codex and fell asleep with Nian.
When Nian Yaoyue got up, there was still a while before dinner, so he took the chilled watermelon and cut it, and made a four-fruit soup.
"It's time for afternoon tea~"
She shouted towards the fourth master's study, and at this time, the fourth master and the eldest brother and the second elder brother were practicing calligraphy in the study.
It didn't take long for the fourth master to lead the two elder brothers out, and Nian Yaoyue made thin shirts for all four of them, with pants up to the knees, and five-quarter sleeves on the top. Wear cool clogs underfoot.
Xiao Hongxi, who had just learned to walk, staggered under the traction of Su Peisheng and also came to the courtyard.
The father and son took the chilled watermelon and sat on the small bamboo stool in a row, Xiao Hongxi was still young and couldn't eat watermelon, and Nian Yaoyue stuffed the cooked glutinous corn cob in the little guy's hand as a grinding tooth.
One big and four small, four bright bald scoops sit in rows, eating fruits.
It's a terrible thing to inherit something, and the four of them even sit in the same position, like a nesting doll.
Nian Yaoyue asked Su Peisheng to take down the watermelon and four-fruit soup for the minions in the courtyard to taste together, and then sat there picking vegetables.
In front of the gate of Baylor House.
An unpretentious carriage came to an abrupt halt.
The guards guarding the gate saw that someone was boldly blocking the gate of Baylor House, and immediately calmly tried to drive the carriage away.
Suddenly, there was an extra token in front of him, and the guard guarding the door just wanted to kneel down to say goodbye, but was helped up by Liang Jiugong, who was wearing civilian clothes.
"Long Live Lord and Concubine De Niangniang want to come and see Sibeile and the little emperor's grandson, Long Live Lord said, since it is a private visit to the microservice, there is no need to mobilize the public~"
The guard nodded respectfully, and just wanted someone to inform Lord Belle, but saw Liang Jiugong shaking his head at him with a smile.
At this time, Emperor Kangxi, who was wearing civilian clothes, personally helped Concubine Wu Yashi out of the carriage, and the two walked to the front yard of Yinzhen Ju one after the other.
When Yinzhen got the news, Huang Ama and Eniang were almost in front of the front yard.
And Jin Yixian, who got the news, also hurried over at this time.
"Fujin, take your brothers down to change into solemn clothes and take over~"
If the emperor sees them dressed so casually, he will be harshly reprimanded.
"Master, you can't change it, Long Live Lord is not only a private visit to Weifu, but also deliberately not let people report in advance, I must want to see what kind of state the Lord is in private, if I am too deliberate, it will make Long Live Lord suspicious."
Nian Yaoyue took a handkerchief and wiped the sweat on the fourth master's head, this man is most afraid of heat, and he begins to eat those cold things in the summer.
"Hmm~"
Yin Zhen nodded in agreement.
Nian Yaoyue returned to her courtyard from the hidden corner gate, and on this occasion, if she was there, she could only make Kangxi unhappy.
Emperor Kangxi walked to Yinzhen's courtyard gate and asked Liang Jiugong to push the courtyard door open.
Stepping into the courtyard, the unique scenery in front of him made Emperor Kangxi's eyes shine.
Compared with the luxurious style of the Jiangnan garden in the old third courtyard, as well as the strong grassland style in the old fifth courtyard, the eighteen weapons in the old Qiman courtyard and the plum blossom stake sandbag bronze man, Yinzhen's courtyard is simply unforgettable.
Looking up, the father and son were facing away from him at this time, sitting upright, as if they were eating watermelon~