Chapter 7 The Night's Dream is Far Away
There are more than a dozen houses in the courtyard of Biyun Pavilion, it is a one-color terrazzo brick wall, the front hall and the back house are all green windows and oil walls, and the courtyard is forward, and several evergreen laurel trees in the courtyard have reached the sky, and the green shade covers the sun. Entering the second door, it is slightly low sun-fragrant cinnamon and large-leaf Buddha top beads, blooming with lemon yellow and light yellow flowers, although the floral fragrance is not as rich as golden cinnamon and silver cinnamon, but it is better to open in the four seasons, the white one is like fragrant snow, the yellow one is like Jinxia, the stars are dotted among the lush green leaves, and the flower fragrance is fragrant and pleasant.
There is a corner door in the south, which leads to a sandwich road, and the sandwich road is the east side of the main house of the Zhaoyang Palace where the princess lives.
When Sun Qingyang was brought to the yard by the maid Xuanji pointed out by Mama Shan, there were several rough mothers-in-law who were cleaning in the yard, and when they saw them, they hurriedly stepped forward and bowed, and one of them said with a dough face: "The people brought by Miss Biao have already arrived, and I said just now that I was worried that Miss Biao should be hungry." ”
Sun Qingyang smiled and nodded to thank his mother-in-law, and continued to walk towards the main room with Xuanji.
The main room of Biyun Pavilion is five large houses sitting in the north and facing south, in the middle is the Ming Hall, the left enters two sets of bedrooms, which are used for the girl to rest, and the outer room is convenient for the maid to be on duty at night, and the right is the study. There is an ear room on the left and right sides, and there are two hugging houses before and after, which are divided by the maids and mothers-in-law.
There are a few octagonal glass windproof lamps hanging under the eaves, and two little maids are standing in front of the stone blue plywood curtain with their hands down. ”
As soon as Sun Qingyang entered the door, he saw that the furniture in the house was either painted with flowers and scenes, or filled with silk and engraved gold, or carved and carved, and everywhere was meticulous.
The pen, ink, paper, inkstone and a few books on the rosewood desk table placed locally, the tea cup and the earthen bottle on one side are for a few good colors, the bright and lovely yellow chrysanthemum is the place where she lives every day, and there is a painting on the wall that she has been asking for but has not obtained, Huang Gongwang's Danya jade tree map, the mountains and mountains overlap in the picture, the tall pine trees are all over the place, and the mountains and rocks are scattered among the trees and trees of the Fansi Temple, a distant and harmonious scene.
After only half a day's work, she arranged the courtyard where she lived, deployed the maid and mother-in-law, according to the original layout of the room, took care of her preferences, arranged them one by one, moved quickly, and the rules were neat, so that Sun Qingyang remembered it in his eyes, and he didn't dare to underestimate it.
The two maids brought by the family, Du Ruo and Yun Shi, were in the house early, and when they saw that she was busy fetching water with the mother-in-law who came together, the two waited for her to wash.
Xuanji watched from the side, Du Ruojuan was silent, Yun Shi was simple and refreshing, although both of them were still young, but they were also neat and polite.
Sun Qingyang is even more gentle, gentle and kind, with smooth manners, he should have a good upbringing on weekdays, although he is not as good as the rules in the prince's mansion, but he does not have the restraint and Meng Lang of a low-door small family at all.
I couldn't help but be secretly surprised.
After Sun Qingyang finished washing, Xuanji asked, "Miss Cousin, the people in the courtyard are waiting to greet you, will you see you later?" ”
Sun Qingyang nodded and sat down in the main room.
Xuanji went out to beckon people from outside to come in, and the maids, daughters-in-law, and mothers-in-law in the courtyard came in one by one to say goodbye, reported their names, and retreated.
Xuanji watched from the side, Sun Qingyang didn't ask anything, everyone nodded when they came in, smiled, took the silver horn prepared in advance in Yun Shi's hand, and went out.
As soon as he met the masters of other courtyards, he was very different.
Because Xuanji had never been on an errand in this Biyun Pavilion, and he would take the lead in the future, he replied and went to the front yard of the house to check and arrange.
Her crisp voice sounded in the courtyard, just enough for Sun Qingyang to hear without feeling noisy.
After a while, Xuanji came back, followed by a mother-in-law carrying a food box, and after a while, it was placed on the table.
A bowl of Bamboo Sunflower Angelica Duobao Fish Soup, a plate of vegetarian roasted broad beans, a plate of cockles, a plate of plum fragrant sweet and sour short ribs, a small bowl of steamed chicken with winter melon, and a plate of cold sesame spinach, the dishes are red and green, with meat and vegetarian combinations, which are new and exquisite, and it makes people have a great appetite.