Chapter 22: Zeng Xiu
A few days later, the convoy entered the capital.
The capital has only been established for thirty or forty years. On both sides of the street, there are newly built mansions. Because His Majesty has governed well, and there has been no war for ten years, people come and go in the city, and it is a sign of prosperity.
Ever since he met His Royal Highness, Zhao Jun has been thinking about waiting to be estimated. Therefore, he did not go to find the Fifth Highness, but found an excuse to send the people of the Fifth Highness away, and then bought a nearby mansion.
Although it is the capital, the mansion here is not expensive, but the place ruled by the Hu people, all the houses are mainly simple and crude, and there is a little less exquisite and comfortable.
After buying this mansion, Zhao Jun's little money was even more dwarfed.
So, almost as soon as he settled down, he went out frequently, first asking to see the Fifth Highness, and after learning that the Fifth Highness had something to go out, he went to look for the Fourth Highness.
He was busy communicating, and the servant uncle had already used the jade pendant Feng Wan took out as money worth twenty-five acres of land, and bought the mansion she designated. Coincidentally, the house sold by the merchant surnamed Zhang was worth 20 acres of fertile land, which was the bottom limit given by Mrs. Zhang.
"Ma'am, it's here."
Uncle Zeng said in a low voice, he looked at the figure in the alley in front of him, and smiled so much that the wrinkles on the old man's face bloomed, "It's still a lady, and I know that my nephew is reliable if I haven't seen it." Hehe, don't say it, madam, I'm a showman, I'm really a big husband. ”
She knew he was a big husband.
The corners of Feng Wan's mouth raised, revealing a sincere smile, and said softly: "Is that him?" ”
Uncle Zeng looked at it and said repeatedly: "Yes, yes, it's him." ”
Standing in the alley is a young man with a high spirit. The young man was about twenty-one or twelve years old, with a rectangular face and piercing eyes.
His facial features are well-defined, and he looks very handsome, which is a kind of handsomeness that is different from the fair-skinned skin that is popular nowadays. Brown skin, slender and powerful limbs, piercing eyes, and long black hair that flutters in the wind. If he wears another sword at his waist, Feng Wan believes that Guo Jie, the world-famous hero in the Han Dynasty, may be like this.
It is strange to say that such an awe-inspiring husband, the eyes he looked at Feng Wan and the others showed a kind of gentleness and tolerance. It's a heartfelt generosity that can be subconsciously relaxed.
Seeing Feng Wan, the young man strode over.
He had a big stride, and every step was strong and powerful. Walking in front of the two, the young man saluted and called to Uncle Zeng, "Uncle." Then he turned to Feng Wan and said, "Mrs. Xie believes me." ”
He was really grateful. No matter what era it is, being able to believe in another person's character so unconditionally is in itself the greatest affirmation and praise for him.
Therefore, when the young man raised his head again, there was closeness and casualness in his eyes when he looked at Feng Wan.
Feng Wan was also looking at him. Looking at each other, she took off her gauze hat, and her beautiful and mysterious eyes were full of smiles and respect.
That's really respect, the wife of such an official, and the respect for a reckless person like him.
The young Zeng Xiu was stunned at first, but in a blink of an eye he smiled.
Looking at his smile, Feng Wan also smiled. At this moment, both of them actually had a kind of joy that was unrebellious.
Zeng Xiu smiled with her snow-white teeth and said, "There is white hair that is still new, and it is the same as before, it turns out that what the ancients said is true." ”
He took a step back, gave her a deep look again, and said loudly, "Madame has something to do, just ask." ”
Feng Wan smiled and said, "It's really something." She said softly, "You can live in the house." Pursing her lips and smiling, she said, "But those friends of yours don't need to be brought back if they are not confidants." ”
Her tone was intimate and casual, and it smacked of an older sister speaking to her younger brother. Looking at her appearance, the tall and lofty Zeng Xiu couldn't help but feel depressed.
After Feng Wan said this, he looked at the sun and said, "While there is still some time, let's go and see the house." ”
"Yes."
While walking, Zeng Xiu couldn't help but ask, "Why does Madam believe in me?" ”
Feng Wan smiled and said theoretically: "I heard that Jun is a big husband. ”
Zeng Xiu frowned, and after a while, he smiled bitterly: "My great name doesn't seem to have spread so far. ”
Feng Wange smiled, she raised her eyebrows and said, "Who said that?" It's not far away, how will I know? ”
She climbed into the carriage, and Zeng Xiu jumped next to Uncle Zeng and sat down.
In the middle of the carriage Gezhige branch, Zeng Xiu suddenly said: "But in a quarter of an hour, I heard my wife sigh several times. Could it be that Mrs. Fei has something on her mind? ”
Feng Wan was stunned.
Unable to hear her answer, Zeng Xiu turned around. At the moment when he met his eyes, Feng Wan, who had been smiling, suddenly burst into tears.
She quickly turned her head away.
Put the gauze hat on a little bit so that it completely obscures your face. At this time, Zeng Xiu handed over a handkerchief and whispered softly, "Don't be sad." "He's a little at a loss.
Feng Wan took the handkerchief and wiped it gently, but he didn't say anything more.
An hour later, the carriage pulled into a courtyard. The courtyard is large, but it is dilapidated due to overgrown weeds. Judging from the stone weights under the peeling moss, and the broken walls, the courtyard has been built for many years.
Uncle Zeng jumped out of the carriage, tied the reins tightly, and muttered: "Madam, this house is too old, it costs a lot of money just to tidy up and decorate it, and it is no wonder that the surnamed Zhang is so cheap to sell." ”
Feng Wan nodded. At this time, Zeng Xiu had already strode in front and opened the way for them.
After a few turns, Feng Wan came to the courtyard of the courtyard.
Here, a large camphor tree grows. Under the camphor tree, there is also a dry well. Like the outside, it's overgrown here.
Looking at the pile of weeds near the fence behind the camphor tree, Feng Wan's eyes lit up.
Soon, she retracted her gaze and smiled, "Uncle, rest first." ”
"Yes."
As soon as the two sat down, Zeng Xiu's voice came from outside, "Uncle, madam, there are no unclean things such as snakes, insects, foxes, etc. here. After a pause, he said again: "I still have something to do, so I'll retire first." ”
Feng Wan answered, listening to Zeng Xiu's footsteps and walking away.
After a while, she pointed at the weeds at the wall, and said in a low voice, "Uncle, dig up there!" ”
This time, Uncle Zeng did not hesitate, he responded: "Yes." Picking up an iron hoe from the carriage, Old Man Zeng couldn't help but be excited when he passed by Feng Wan, and asked carefully: "Girl, you have obtained the art of aliens, right?" ”
When asked this, he hurriedly said: "Don't worry, girl, the old slave is dead, and he won't tell anyone about your abnormality." He said again: "Even Xiu'er doesn't say it." ”
Feng Wan believed in him. She nodded, lowered her voice and said, "Yes, I have a dream technique." ”
Uncle Zeng became excited, he strode to the weeds and hoeed hard.
After hoeing for half an hour, the earth was piled up, and there was nothing but tiles and stones underneath. Uncle Zeng glanced at Feng Wan and saw that her expression was not moving, so he continued to dig.
After a while, I could only hear a crisp sound of "ding-" under the hoe.