Mu Dianke looked at the old man's back and said with emotion: "The stewards around this Wen family master have such manners, and I don't know how to be elegant. ”

Chang Qianfo's eyebrows frowned slightly, and his tone was sour: "In front of me, you don't hesitate to praise a strange man, isn't that good?" ”

Mu Dianke was slightly stunned, and quickly realized what the problem was.

glanced at the maid in front of him, slowed down his steps, leaned up to Chang Qianfo's ear, lowered his voice and said, "Wen Heng, isn't he a very old man?" ”

She didn't want to use such disrespectful words as "old man". But Chang Qianfo's reaction told her very clearly that she had said the wrong thing.

She had to tell him that no matter how valuable and amazing this Wen Heng was, he was an old man in her eyes. Curiosity or even admiration for an old man means something completely different.

How could Chang Qianfo not see through her careful thoughts, seeing that she stretched her neck, cautious appearance, she didn't feel funny, and lowered her voice, bowed her head and bit her ear:

"No, Wen Heng is only in his thirties, his posture is outstanding, his elegance is very good, and he is very pleasing to women."

He deliberately bit the sentence "pleasing women", and Mu Dian was even more embarrassed when he heard it.

I knew that she would go to Xu Younan more often, and get more information from his mouth, so I wouldn't lose this person today.

That Wen steward is really, a middle-aged man in his thirties, why should he be called "master".

In an instant, Mu Dianke felt that he was no different from those girls who squatted at the door before dawn and waited for Fang Jun to go out, shouting "Fang Gongzi is really a heavenly figure", "Fang Gongzi, I admire you".

Of course, this is not the most important thing, at this time, it is important to appease Chang Qianfo first.

She raised her head and smiled sweetly, she could squeeze out honey in the laughter, and said in a soft voice: "However, I still think you are the best-looking, and all the men in the world are not as good-looking as you." ”

She did think so, but when she thought about it, it seemed very sensy to say it.

Her face was flushed.

Chang Qianfo obviously didn't expect Mu Dianke to say such a thing, he was stunned for a long time, and then laughed loudly, his eyebrows and eyes stretched, revealing a mouthful of white teeth, and his face was extremely bright.

The little maid looked back at the two suspiciously.

Chang Qianfo leaned down, bowed his head to Mu Dianke's ear, gently spit out the words, and the hot breath teased her ear, like a small brush dipped in red paint, brushing her entire ear red:

"Me too. No matter how many beautiful women there are in this world, in my opinion, they are not as good as a single hair of my grace. ”

Mu Dianke knew that in terms of flesh and hemp, where could she compare to Chang Qianfo.

She drooped her eyelashes, her heart was sweet and sweet, but she was a little embarrassed, and she turned her head awkwardly, and what jumped into her eyes was a begonia flower that was blooming just right. The red flowers are like fire, and they are blooming warmly in the sun.

She looked at the tree and begonia and smiled, her cheeks flushed, redder than the flower.

The cloister is not long, but it is very tortuous.

Chang Qianfo and Mu Dianke followed behind the maid, passed through several curtains, and came to the water pavilion.

The water pavilion is connected to the corridor, and a huge multicolored bead curtain is hung at the handover position, which is made of glass beads, which is brilliant and gorgeous in the sun.

When the wind blows, the bead curtains knock each other, emitting a clear and clear sound of tinkling and dinging, which is very pleasant to the ear.

The maid opened the curtain and invited the two of them in.

The pavilion was built very tall and wide, and the three sides were made of detachable walls made of terrazzo camphor wood, so the weather was not too hot at the time, and it had not had time to be removed, and it looked like a complete room.

The water pavilion is arranged like a study, with pianos, swords, bottles, stoves, pillows, and curtains.

There is a row of yellow rosewood cabinets against the wall, displaying a lot of ancient books, with the fragrance of books and ink rhyme, which is very elegant. On the waterfront side, a whole piece of transparent glass is installed, and the Nanmu swastika railing is built inside, and the lake is viewed from the shore, with an excellent view.

A man wearing a stone blue brocade robe sat in front of the railing, and tied a set of ancient jade of the same color around his waist, which was a complete jade ornament in three groups of Heng, Yu and Huang, which was a ritual in ancient times, and few people wear it like this nowadays.

The man held a jade-yellow lacquered fishing rod in his right hand, the front rod protruding from a small door on the right side of the glazed wall and hanging from the water; With a book rolled in his left hand, he lowered his head and looked intently. Hearing footsteps, slowly raise your head.

The gentleman is like a master, and the feather coat is shining. People live up to their name.

A man in his thirties is like an old jade that has gone through the years, warm and precipitated, and the more he looks at it, the more durable he becomes.

The man raised his head, looked at the two of them and smiled slightly: "Two, please take a seat." ”

The meaning of the language is slow, the expression is calm, and it is really what Chang Qianfo said, "the posture is outstanding, and the elegance is very", and everyone is generous.

The maid who stood aside stepped forward to watch the seats for the two of them, and served hot tea.

Wen Heng's gaze swept over Mu Dianke's body, very lightly and quickly, but for some reason, it gave people a feeling, as if his fluttering glance had burned people into his brain, peeling off the bones and skin, and seeing it thoroughly.

"Is this the fourth lady?"

Wen Heng smiled and said: "Miss Jiuwen's name, today's glance at her demeanor, it is really better to see it than to hear it." ”

Chang Qianfo did not mention Mu Dianke when he bowed to her, and Wen Heng only glanced at her to confirm his identity, which showed that his eyes were vicious.

I don't know whether this is praise or disparagement, Mu Dian doesn't know how to take it, and he doesn't want to take it, the corners of his mouth are smiling, and his chin is lowered, so he should respond to his words.

Wen Heng smiled again: "Chang Gongzi cares about family and state affairs, and compassion for the common people, which is really the blessing of the country. ”

Not far from the small dirt slope, an elegant and luxurious jade blue tall carriage was parked at the base of the wall.

The curtain is hooked obliquely, half covering a dark red six-legged carved small table in the carriage, on which a small red clay stove is placed, and tea is boiling before the rain.

A middle-aged man in a stone blue robe sat on the back of a small table, with a warm temperament and calm as jade.

It was Wen Heng, the head of the Wen family who lent the colorful birds.

The old housekeeper Wen Rafter smiled happily: "Originally, I just saw that these birds had bright and festive feathers, and I bought them to be domesticated, but I didn't expect them to come in handy." Turning back to talk to the old lady, her old man was so happy that she couldn't keep her mouth shut. ”

Mrs. Wen likes to listen to auspicious words the most, and if these "sacred birds" who have made great contributions are sent over, the old lady will be happy.

Wen Heng smiled: "Then send someone who can talk and send it to Yingchuan." ”

His eyes were far away, and he fell in the empty white cloud sky, and he didn't know where the white clouds fell after crossing it.

Wen Heng looked a little absent-minded, which is rare.

The old housekeeper was puzzled, but he didn't show it, and smiled in response.

Wen Heng moved slightly into the carriage. That's what it means to go.

The rafter raised his hand and lowered the curtain.

The sandalwood in the carriage is curling, and there is a piano, a book, and a clear tea on the long several, which is full of Zen. However, the master's mind was left in the red dust.

“…… Looking at it from afar, it is as bright as the sun rising to the morning glow; Forced to notice it, the scorching fufu out of the waves...... Fangze has no addition, lead Huafu royal ...... Strange clothes are magnificent, and the bone image should be ......"

Wen Heng closed his eyes slightly, his index finger gently tapped the desk, and whispered:

"The divine light is clutched, and the yin and the sun are shining. The light body of the Zhu stands with a crane, if it will fly but does not fly. The pepper is coated with lush and intense, and the steps are thin and fragrant......"

The carriage shook, and the jade pendant hanging on the waist gently swayed and collided together, making a small and clear clanging sound, resounding all the way.

“…… He tried to resist the strategy, but he couldn't go. ”

The Wen family's carriage slowly drove into the city gate and passed in front of the people.