After resting in Xinfeng for two hours, it was not early, so Ran Yunsheng decided to rest for one night and go to Chang'an tomorrow morning.

After dinner, the female shopkeeper who didn't pull out a dime was final. Before anyone entered the door, they heard their voices, "Shiro is here?" ”

The voice of the shopkeeper is clean and loud, although the voice is loud, it is not annoying.

Ran Yan and Ran Yunsheng were drinking tea in the house, and they saw a woman in a thorn hairpin cloth skirt quickly take off her shoes under the porch and walk into the house in a few steps. She was in a hurry, with a breezy gait, but not in the slightest.

After the shopkeeper stood still in the room, Ran Yan saw clearly that this woman looked less than thirty years old, much younger than she imagined, although she was wearing washed white coarse cloth clothes, she was very grateful and neat, the face of pumpkin seeds, a pair of eyes with a smile at all times, the appearance was thoughtful, and she was extraordinarily affinity.

Ran Yan guessed that her age was far more than what she seemed, she just had a baby face.

"Shilang has just arrived, Lang Jun has already arrived in Chang'an half a month ago" The shopkeeper Rong's voice was neat and clear, and after that, his eyes fell on Ran Yan, and he did not hide his amazement, "This is ......"

"It's the seventeenth sister of the family, the uncle's daughter-in-law, and a single name." Ran Yunsheng explained with a smile, obviously accustomed to her casualness.

Shopkeeper Rong suddenly became more enthusiastic, sat directly on Ran Yan's right hand, and praised, "Our Ran family is a beauty, tsk, look at Seventeen Niang's appearance, the whole Chang'an, I'm afraid no one has ever compared except Shilang." ”

Naturally, these words were exaggerated, and Ran Yan didn't have time to express his position, but Ran Yunsheng was not happy, "Aunt Rong, I'm a dignified gentleman, not a beauty." ”

"Yes, yes, yes, our Shilang is the one who takes the handle, Aunt Rong testifies." Shopkeeper Rong said with a smile.

When Ran Yunsheng was young, every time he was allowed to wait for the shopkeeper to take a bath, although he was still ignorant, but every time the shopkeeper teased, he was very embarrassed.

Ran Yunsheng's face was dyed with blood, and his complexion was as beautiful as ten miles of clouds, so he said with a different face, "No wonder my mother wants to release you early, stay in the mansion, you will take all the girls in the mansion with you sooner or later." ”

Ran Yan pursed her lips and smiled, and saw that Ran Yunsheng was familiar with the shopkeeper Rong and respected her so much, so he saluted her, "Ah Yan has seen Aunt Rong." ”

"It's worthy of being the daughter of the Ran family, it's really polite, Seventeen Niang can call me Rong Qian." Rong Qian hurriedly reached out to help Ran Yan up.

Rong Qian was a little strange, half a month ago, Ran Pingyu and his entourage also rested in Xinfeng for one night, and at that time Ran Shibanniang also said that it was Ran's daughter-in-law. Rong Qian has never been to Suzhou, Ran Pingyu is a concubine, and generally does not mention her family at home, so Rong Qian only has one concubine, but she left the house at the age of seventeen to be the shopkeeper of Xinfeng Liquor Store, and she can't remember whether the concubine is seventeen or eighteen.

Rong Qian's heart flashed this, looking at Ran Yan's gaze couldn't help but be more kind, compared to Ran Meiyu's arrogance before, this indifferent lady was more pleasing, so she asked euphemistically, "Huh? What was the name of the eighteen mothers who walked with Lang Jun half a month ago? ”

There are certain rules for the naming of each family, for example, the names of the daughters of the Ran family are all single words.

"It's called Meiyu." Ran Yunsheng replied.

Rong Qian nodded clearly, and then warmly pulled Ran Yan to ask for warmth. When they first met, she was as enthusiastic as an old friend who had not seen her for decades, but she did not feel abrupt or uncomfortable at all.

Even if Ran Yan's enthusiasm can't be completely true, her good impression of Rong Qian has not diminished.

As he was talking, there was Xiao Erdao outside, "Shopkeeper, Lang Jun has a letter"

"Bring it in." Rong Qian stopped at this time, turned around and waited for Xiao Er to send the letter in.

Rong Qian took the letter, tore open the seal, shook off the paper inside, and made a series of actions.

"Lang Jun asked me to go back to the house, saying that there were not enough maids, so I asked me to train a few." Rong Qian rubbed her head and said with a headache, "I'm used to being wild, where can I train others?"

Can this casual person train his maidservants in good manners? Ran Yan was also a little unconvinced.

Ran Yunsheng seemed to see Ran Yan's thoughts, and said with a smile, "Don't look at Aunt Rong's appearance, she is very good at training people." ”

"Stinky boy, are you praising me or hurting me" Rong Qian clutched the envelope into a ball and smashed it on his head accurately.

Ran Yunsheng stuck out his tongue, his smile was bright, and he looked like a young man's naughty appearance, which looked really pleasing to the eye.

Rong Qian planned to go back to Chang'an with them, so she asked people to prepare a bath room, told them to have a good rest, and went to the courtyard to explain the matter.

But in less than a moment, chickens and dogs jumped up in the yard, and Ran Yan passed under the porch, and saw Rong Qian chasing a fourteen or fifteen-year-old boy with a broom. The young man hugged his head and scurried, his movements were flexible, but he was still a little worse than Rong Qian, and he was thrown to the ground by the broom in less than three or five strokes.

"Stinky boy, don't think that I can do whatever I want in Xinfeng if I leave a few **, and then mess with those bunches, I'll sell you to the Ji Pavilion to sell sex" Rong Qian was furious, and there was no half-separate joke.

"I'm not a donkey" The young man was lying on the ground with his head in his arms, and when he looked up and mouthed, he saw Ran Yan standing on the porch, his face turned red, and he looked at it in a daze for a long time, before he got up neatly, pulled Rong Qian's sleeve and dragged it away, and begged in a low voice, "Aunt Rong, let's change places and preach, okay?" ”

Ran Yan Wan'er walked towards the bath room.

After bathing, Ran Yan lay down on the couch, nestled in a warm new quilt, surrounded by the faint fragrance of Peilan, very comfortable.

Peilan, also known as orchid grass, Zeeland, perfume orchid, etc., is fragrant and flat, long in going to staleness, repelling filth and turbidity, Ran Yan is using it as the main medicine, with a prescription, after each autopsy, put it in the bathtub after each autopsy, to remove corpse gas and filth.

Before, because the wounds on the body were healing, I could only clean my body with a damp cloth, and on the way, it was not so convenient, and it was already very uncomfortable.

The night was dark and sweet, and I didn't dream of a corpse this night......

The next morning, Ran Yan finished washing up refreshed, and soon after breakfast, he said goodbye to the energetic and chivalrous Xinfeng and went to Chang'an.

The official road between Xinfeng and Chang'an is smooth and wide, and there is no bump on the road that almost dismantles the skeleton.

Chang'an City is the place where the emperors of the past dynasties built their capitals. Since the Zhou, Qin and Han dynasties, the three states are full of flowers, and the eight rivers flow around the city. Thirty-four flower willow lanes, seventy-two orchestra buildings. This is the evaluation of Chang'an City by later generations.

Ran Yan looked up at the towering city wall from the car window, thinking of the admiration of the dynasty from all directions, the city and the city, the palace buildings with flying beams, the mansions of the wealthy families on the street, the orchids, and the dazzling brilliance of the convergence and collision of various transformations...... Ran Yan suddenly burst into tears. Her mood is not the simple excitement and novelty of the late greens, but is moved by the most colorful and majestic era in the history of the country, and she firmly believes that the Tang Dynasty, which has an all-encompassing spirit, will also be able to tolerate her profession with its broad mind.

The carriage lined up at Yanxing Gate and slowly entered, Ran Yan thought that there would be many people staying in Chang'an in the future, so he didn't look out like Grandma Liu entered the Grand View Garden.

Rong Qian looked at her indifferent appearance, nodded secretly in her heart, and took the initiative to explain, "Our mansion is in Anshanfang, it is easy to recognize, enter from Yanxing Gate, go straight to the third intersection, turn in between Jing'anfang and Yongchongfang, and after Jing'anfang, there is Anshanfang on the right." ”

With a shallow smile on his face, Ran Yan nodded. Heart, these are just big roads, there must be small roads crisscrossing the square.

Rong Qian continued, "Anshanfang is far away from the imperial city, but because it is in the east of the city, it is very safe, and the west of the city is mixed. ”

When she arrived at Anshanfang, Rong Qian had already told Ran Yan about the general layout of Chang'an. The eastern part of the city is higher and there is no flooding, so all of them are inhabited by powerful people, and it can be said that every inch of land is expensive, especially the area near the eastern part of the city and close to the imperial city, and the housing prices are so high that even in the later generations of the era when there were thousands of house slaves, it was unimaginable.

The carriage slowly stopped, Ran Yunsheng got out of the car first, and Rong Qian and Ran Yan got out of the car together.

As far as the eye can see, the streets are perpendicular to each other, straight and straight, with narrow drainage ditches beside the road, and elm trees are planted, which are full of bare branches because it is late winter. Standing at the door of Ran's Mansion, whether looking left or right, the appearance is almost the same.

Ran Yan couldn't help but sigh, no wonder Sang Chen would be lost in Chang'an for half a month

This matter is still Liu Qingsong's big gossip will listen to Ran Yan, it is said that when Sang Chen took the top exam for the third time, his life experience was also revealed, and just when the nobles were madly admiring him, others disappeared. Later, I heard that it was not to avoid the limelight, but to get lost in the streets, and it was half a month. lost a lot of money with him, otherwise he was afraid that he would become the first champion in history to get lost and starve to death in the market.

Ran Yan privately thought that Sang Chen must have been lost like this often, otherwise he would not have been so coincidental, and he would not have been so well prepared.

"Shiro has returned home" After the porter saw the person who was coming, he hurriedly shouted to the door.

Immediately afterwards, I heard voices in the courtyard one after another, "Shiro has returned home", "Shiro has returned home".

After Ran Yunsheng and Ran Yan and the others walked up the steps, they saw an old man in his fifties leading a dozen servants and maids to greet him, the speed and efficiency were really staggering.

The old man of "Shilang" bowed his hand.

Ran Yunsheng hurriedly stepped forward and helped him up, "Uncle Fan, what are you doing, I've only been away from home for a few months, you're so polite, if it's three or five years, don't you know me?" ”

Fan Bo was amused by Ran Yunsheng's words, shaking his gray beard and laughing, and he was also much more kind and casual, "Shilang made fun of the old slave again"

Ran Yan glanced at Fan Bo a few times, and then lowered his eyes.

"This is Seventeen Niang, right? There are not many words" Fan Bo immediately noticed her and hurriedly bowed.

Ran Yan stepped forward to help him and said, "Don't be polite." ”

Fan Bo smiled a little kindly, and then straightened up with her. It's not that he pretends not to want to salute, he should have saluted Ran Yan in terms of rules, but after all, he has been a housekeeper in Ran's Mansion for more than ten years, and he is naturally happy when the master gives face.

"Fan Bo, I'm such a big person standing here, don't you even look at it?" Rong Qian shouted loudly.

Fan Bo glanced at her, waved his hand lightly, and said, "It's still such a loud voice, you will make trouble for me as soon as you are restless, I am old, and some people can't see it." ”

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