"Huh?" Ye Fu was stunned, "Why?" ”

"It just doesn't work, and Yan doesn't know why. Also, what do you want next time, tell me directly, don't twist and turn like this, hurt yourself. ”

"......" Ye Fu nodded with a bitter face as if he was being trained.

The night was slightly cool, the candle flame was flickering, and the corners of Yan Mingsheng's mouth hooked up a faint smile, recalling: "When I was a child, my father didn't like me to learn how to make incense, so I was not allowed to touch these. But I like it, so I deliberately stumbled and stumbled to trick my father's incense to use. Yan Mingsheng turned his head to look at Ye Fu and smiled.

"I was just like the prime minister now, stupid."

"Ahem." Ye Fu was uncomfortable, moved off the stool, and coughed loudly, "I didn't expect Boss Yan to have such a lively and interesting childhood." ”

Yan Mingsheng seemed to realize something, and the smile on his face narrowed a little.

Seeing this, Ye Fu smiled slightly.

The two sat and chatted for half the night.

In the next few days, Ye Fu went to see the injuries of the little guy during the day, and by the way, the Fu Ji business became bigger and wider, forcing others to have no way to live.

I make up for sleep at night, and occasionally talk to Yan Mingsheng about the mountains.

"I heard that the second princess is preparing to get me the last time."

"Hmm." Zeng Shiwan wrinkled his eyebrows, things were a little complicated, "Is there anything Xiang Ye can do?" ”

Ye Fu looked at the recent news and said leisurely: "Since she left us a hand, how can we not return the gift?" Besides, I have prepared a double gift, so that she will have no problem going straight to Huangquan. ”

Ye Fu opened his eyes and said big words are already familiar, Zeng Shidui is used to the appearance of his own Xiangye, the old god is there, and meekly listened to the instructions to deal with the matter at hand silently.

Before leaving, with seriousness in his eyes, he reminded: "Xiangye must pay attention to safety recently, I am afraid that the princess and others will be unfavorable to you." ”

"Hmm."

Ye Fu smiled, knowing that Zeng Shiwan was going to do a big thing.

As for another big gift, Ye Fu decided to prepare it himself.

And the ally who prepared the big gift was naturally the hidden master of Yan Cheng, Yan Mingsheng.

The wound on the forehead of the little guy gradually healed, and Ye Fu was also familiar with it.

After delivering breakfast, Ye Fu left him behind, and commanded: "Eh, child, I'm bored in the house by day alone, how about you take me to your spice workshop to have a look?" ”

"This ......" the little guy was resigned, and he didn't know what to say.

"Why don't you go and ask Boss Yan?" Ye Fu was not embarrassed, sitting in the house and drinking tea, waiting.

"Okay." The little servant pursed his lips and walked out of the main courtyard in silence, his back disappearing at the edge of the courtyard.

Ye Fu sat in the chair, swaying his legs, humming the Yancheng folk song he had just learned.

"Canary, silver canary, it's not as good as the warbler in Mo Lao's hand~ Jin Ling'er rings, the silver bell rings, it's not as good as the hairpin on Sister Qin's head~ The fragrance of acacia flowers, the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, it is not as good as a touch of incense in the heart of the Yi family......"

As soon as the end of the folk song fell, the little guy appeared in front of Ye Fu's door: "The master said yes." ”

"Huh!" Ye Fu was quite surprised.

I didn't have much hope, but I didn't expect Yan Mingsheng to be so generous, and he actually agreed to let her go to the spice workshop to have fun.

Seize the opportunity!

"Let's go, let's go!"

The little guy hesitated for a moment and followed Ye Fu out.

Half a circle around Yanfu, come to the back mountain, under the shade of a green onion cage tree, is the spice workshop base of Yanfu.

The terrain is flat and the environment is deep, such a desperate place is really in line with Yan Mingsheng's mysterious style.

A fence encloses the outside, and inside are countless small houses, a large dam, and the light is very good.

Ye Fu looked at this huge circular workshop, left and right can not see the edge, has extended to the lush forest.

If you are not mistaken, this workshop is located in the deep forest, with the Yanfu Mansion as a barrier outside, and the backside, it may be the high mountain, and the cliff is steep above.

It's a place to attack, retreat, and defend.

When Ye Fu wanted to push the door in, he was pulled by the sleeve of the small guy.

Ye Fu turned around in confusion and looked at the little guy.

I saw him lower his head, took out two strips of cloth from his narrow sleeves and handed them to Ye Fu, and by the way, he surrounded his face and covered his mouth and nose.

"Oh! I see, you asked me to wear it, what bad smell is in it? ”

The little guy nodded, and shook his head again.

Ye Fu didn't know what he meant, didn't ask much, and surrounded the white cloth strip according to his meaning.

Stepping into the workshop, there was no one to see.

Because of the cloth towel barrier, Ye Fu can only smell a faint fragrance, just like a kind of vanilla dried and ground into powder, swaying in the air of the sparse fragrance.

"Do you smell it?"

Ye Fu turned his head and asked the little guy on the side, but he didn't see the answer, but found that the little guy was covered with dense sweat on his head, and half of his face was pale and colorless.

"What's wrong with you?"

The little guy covered his heart, wanted to cough but couldn't, and his eyes were watery like tears.

Suddenly, Ye Fu heard a sound in the yard.

"You go out first, wait for me outside, and I'll go in and have a look alone."

Ye Fu helped the little guy up and walked to the door, and stepped into the low houses alone.

The sound was getting closer and clearer.

In the small courtyard, a group of people are expressionless, all dressed in white snow-white clothes, standing or sitting, some holding sun-dried grass in their hands, and some holding white gauze in the water.

The sound Ye Fu heard was made by the person who was swinging an axe to split the wood, and the mountain was like an axe going down, and the round wood was split into knots.

Ye Fu didn't make a sound and walked into the next yard. It was as if it was cut off, silent. Ye Fu quietly walked to a row of wooden shelves and looked at the brown powder placed by the bamboo basket on it.

Sniffing closer, she could confirm that it was something she smelled outside.

When I got to the next room, it was also a small courtyard, and it was also a group of people in white, the difference was that they had a fire in their hands and burned something.

There is also a lot of water on the ground, which slowly evaporates into air and smears into the air.

Ye Fu did not go forward, but opened the wooden door on the right, and there was still a small courtyard inside.

It is a workshop made up of countless small courtyard houses nested together.

Each courtyard was small, with room for only a few people, and they had the work at hand.

Ye Fu estimated that he walked more than a dozen rooms, and when he was about to go down, he was stopped by the gatekeeper.

"No one is allowed to enter without the master's order."

"I've come here, can't I prove that your master allowed it?"

"No, you can't. Unless the lord himself comes here. ”

Ye Fu frowned, there were still half of the houses inside, and there were faint noisy voices.

Ye Fu returned to Yanfu in anger.

Walking to Yan Mingsheng's study, hearing a faint sound inside, Ye Fu knocked on the door and said unceremoniously: "Boss Yan, let's meet." It's broad daylight but it's okay, I'm so bold! ”

There was no sound inside, Ye Fu tentatively said: "I'm in?" ”

Slammed the door open, light and darkness flew together, Ye Fu tried to open his eyes to see the layout clearly, but lost consciousness in a burst of aroma.

"......"

Ye Fu woke up and looked at the sky outside, it was already the middle of the moon.

About the reason of sleeping for an afternoon, Ye Fu rolled in bed for a long time and couldn't fall asleep, there are still several aromas left between the nose, wisps and wisps, many but not mixed.

Outside, the autumn cicadas sang a song of thanksgiving to the summer festival, a few mournful, and a few will stop.

Ye Fu lifted the cover on the head outside the door, put on a single coat and walked into the yard.

"Yan Mingsheng, you big villain!"

"It's amazing to be incense, and it will make people unconscious at every turn! If I have high blood pressure, I will fall down suddenly, but it will kill me! ”

"Yan Mingsheng! I'm going to open your door at noon tomorrow! Let you know why autumn flowers are so red! ”

Ye Fu chirped crookedly at the door of the room, yelling as if no one was around.

It was probably because of the energy that I was so energetic that I stopped shouting for half an hour.

"Hmph, I'm tired, stand for a while."

I'm really.

Ye Fu sat there and blew his breath.

"Prime Minister, I'm in the next room, what can't I say to face to face?" A warm voice sounded faintly.

“……”

Ye Fu was stunned and embarrassed.

"Why hasn't Boss Yan slept yet?"

Ye Fu had the courage to turn around and look at people.

Yan Mingsheng in the night had gentle eyebrows and eyes, a smile on the corner of his mouth, and he came wearing a coat.

"I was already asleep, but I heard the prime minister's urgent call in my dream, so I got up and took a look."

"......" someone is embarrassed again.

It's really unforgivable to disturb people's dreams!

Ye Fu smiled, turned around and moved a bench into the main house he "occupied" and placed it in front of Yan Mingsheng: "Boss Yan must miss me too much, so you can hear my voice in your dreams." It's better to hear them than to see them, and now you have a great opportunity to talk to me face-to-face! ”

Yan Mingsheng heard this, the corners of his mouth hooked a light smile, as if he recognized what Ye Fu said, sat down on the bench that had been placed, and his eyes fell on the shining water chestnut lantern in the courtyard.

Ye Fu was not idle, turned around and carried the bench out for himself, sat down side by side with Yan Mingsheng, and looked at him along his line of sight.

"This lantern is really good, with angular ......" said, Ye Fu smiled.

"There are twenty-seven kinds of lanterns in the house, and there are more than eight in this courtyard alone."

“！！！” Ye Fu expressed his surprise with his eyes, his eyes were not idle and quickly swept, the water chestnut at the corner of the eaves, etc., the long lamp on the corridor, there was a lighting Yuexin Palace lamp in the house, the oil lamp was the lotus leaf Tiantian lamp, and there were a few lantern fish-like lanterns, like a pouting and begging for food...... "There are so many!" ”

"In the courtyard where the prime minister couldn't get into today, the owner of these lanterns lives."

Ye Fu's eyebrows moved slightly, I thought this was a topic that could not be talked about between the two, but I didn't expect Yan Mingsheng to be very good at talking in the past two days, even so, Ye Fu was much bolder, and said with a smile: "Can I have the honor to meet that master?" ”

"But why did the prime minister see him?"

"I ......" Ye Fu obviously felt the laughter of others, "I want to learn to tie lanterns!" ”

"Does the prime minister know the origin of every grass, tree, brick and tile in this Yan Mansion?"

"Artificial." What else can I do?

"What if I say that they are all man-made people who live in the courtyard?"

Ye Fu was surprised and almost fell off the bench, and barely reached out to help himself: "You mean, the tables, chairs and benches inside, and the carved beams and paintings outside, are all made by them?" ”

Yan Mingsheng smiled: "The prime minister's understanding of the Yan Mansion in the past few days is not deep enough. ”

"Hehe......" Ye Fu smiled weakly. Patronized to find out the "dragon vein" of Yanfu, but ignored some real things.

"There is no gold or silver in Yan's treasury. If you want to say what is the most valuable in the Yan Mansion, it is nothing more than this mansion, every inch has been put into it, and every furnishing has been calculated. ”

"In that case, can Boss Yan give me a chance to learn about Yan Mansion?"

Yan Mingsheng was silent for a long time, and the two sat quietly, occasionally hearing a cicada.

There is a faint fragrance on Yan Mingsheng's clothes, which is especially quiet and cool at night.

Ye Fu sniffed and sneezed.

"Ahem."

"Prime Minister rest early, Yan has prepared some interesting things for you tomorrow."

"Oh?"

In Ye Fu's puzzled sight, Yan Mingsheng got up and floated away, and the dark fragrance floated slightly and gradually dissipated.

Ye Fu got up early in the morning and was happy outside the door. If it weren't for waking up to the simple and elegant master bedroom of Yanfu, Ye Fu would almost think that he was sleeping in the vegetable market outside!

It's really noisy, chaotic like a market in the north, a large group of people gather on a street to sell, most of the time they stay in one place, a few acquaintances chatting about the current situation, or discussing which girl and boy have never been married, to talk about it, or how to afford.

Ye Fu was confused, as if he really heard the sound of cloth weaving and cutting.

Wake up and wash up.

Ye Fu opened the gate and faced a team of "gathering troops" in the yard.

So, it wasn't her auditory hallucinations this morning.

Did Yan Mingsheng really "graft" her a street in the courtyard?

In front of me, it is not a courtyard-style Yanfu, but a bustling street with people coming and going.

Next to it is a cloth shop, which is attracting a few customers to tailor their clothes.

Ye Fu was so frightened that he stiffened and stretched his waist, quickly closed the door and patted his face.

Then he took his own image very seriously and walked out of the door in style.

Since it was something prepared by Yan Mingsheng, she must taste it carefully.

Walking in front of a bamboo weaving shop, there are large and small, all of which are delicate and ingenious bamboo weaving things.

A delicate bamboo warbler attracted Ye Fu's attention.

When he held it in his hand to the wind, he also made a bird's nest chirping, which almost frightened Ye Fu and threw the treasure in his hand.

Ye Fu looked at a sign hanging next to the shop: Mo Lao bamboo.

The bamboo shop is a completely different scene to the door.

A group of pretty women in Luo shirts came in and out, smiling and smiling, holding a small box in their hands, and their eyebrows and eyes were like a picture of hairpins, adding beauty.

Sister Qin's hairpin.

After walking a little further, a faint fragrance came from the deep shop, a clear and clear smell like flower dew, which dyed the elegance of the street.

"Canary, silver canary, it's not as good as the warbler in Mo Lao's hand~ Jin Ling'er rings, the silver bell rings, it's not as good as the hairpin on Sister Qin's head~ The fragrance of acacia flowers, the fragrance of osmanthus flowers, it is not as good as a touch of incense in the heart of the Yi family......"

Ye Fu recalled the old tune folk songs of Yancheng.