Chapter 141: Gu Yuting
Liang Qianqian drank all the tea on the bookcase, and just wanted to call Yuan Rong to come in and refill her cup. I saw Yuan Yuan running in from outside, and pointed outside with one hand and said, "Lord...... Master, there is a cousin girl from outside the courtyard, asking to see you. ”
Liang Qianqian's brows furrowed slightly, looked at Yuan Yuan and asked, "Did you say anything?" ”
Yuan Yuan shook his head and said, "No." ”
Liang Qianqian blinked, groaned for a while, and said, "Please come to the Little Flower Hall." ”
Yuan Yuan said yes and went out.
Liang got up shallowly, took Yuan Rong, and walked slowly to the small flower hall. This small flower hall is leaning against the east wing, and Liang Qianqian has only recently let people clean it up. She didn't think she needed it, after all, she didn't have many guests, but after experiencing the tasting, she felt that it was better to pack it up, in case she could use it. No, today comes in handy. She came out of the main room, passed through the verandah, and went directly into the small flower hall. She sat down on the left-hand side, and Yuan Rong brought her a new cup of tea, and stood a step behind her and waited.
After a while, a girl who seemed to have come out of the painting walked in from the door. Liang Qianqian also took the opportunity to take a good look at her, this girl is slightly shorter than Liang Qianning, but her appearance looks softer than Liang Qianning. The moth eyebrows are lightly swept, a pair of water-cut autumn eyes, the ancient well has no waves, the nose is small, and the porcelain-white skin shines under the summer sun. She seems to have gone back to change a set of clothes, an indigo blue skirt, a short shirt embroidered with pear patterns in moon white, and the whole person looks very refreshing and plain. She walked to a place five steps away from Liang Qianqian and stood still, respectfully greeted her, and said, "Little girl, Gu Shiyu has seen the big girl. ”
Liang Qianqian helped her and said, "Don't be polite, sit down." Yuan Rong, serve tea to Miss Gu. ”
Gu Yu leaned up, walked to Liang Qianqian's lower hand and sat down. Yuan Rong took a cup of tea and put it on the small table in her hand. She first bowed slightly towards Yuanrong to show her gratitude. She turned her head to look at Liang Qianqian again, and said with a smile: "Today, I will drag the blessing of the eldest girl, and the little girl can get an identity to live in the house, so I specially came to thank the eldest girl." Then he turned his head to look out the door and said, "Green Baby, bring it in." ”
As soon as she finished speaking, she saw a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl dressed as a maid walking in with a box in her hand. This maid named Lufu has hung her head slightly since she entered the door, and she is respectful and respectful. She walked over to Gu Yutian and stood up, waiting for her master's next instructions.
Gu Yutian's appearance was very successful, and she aroused Liang Qianqian's curiosity. It's ancient, not modern. Shinong industry and commerce is the ranking of worldly occupations in Confucianism. It shows how much merchant homes were not valued in ancient society. If this girl is left in modern times, she is the white rich beauty sought after by everyone. But here, it is not easy for a niece who has lost her father to be under the fence at her uncle's house and can train her maids so well.
Gu Yutian didn't care about Liang Qian's shallow eyes, and said to himself: "This is something that the little girl's father brought back from outside a few years ago, so take it as a thank you gift and give it to the eldest girl to play." ”
Liang Qianqian hurriedly waved his hand and said, "I have received the girl's favorite, please take the things back." The girl has just arrived, and I am afraid that she does not know the capital yet. This place is not better than Yangzhou, the cost is very large, and it is a place where there is no silver. In my opinion, it is better for the girl to keep something to keep with her. ”