Chapter 310 (Xie bobby75222 brother's monthly pass)

After dinner, Song Nan took a shower, changed into refreshing clothes and went to the back garden, I heard that Dai Su'er and Wan'er were frightened a lot last night, and they had a low-grade fever all day, so Song Nan naturally wanted to come to visit.

Passing through the sparse and sloping path, the small courtyard where Dai Su'er lived was quiet and silent, and the lanterns on the porch were empty but empty; Song Nan walked lightly onto the porch, and suddenly heard a scream: "There are guests, there are guests." ”

Song Nan was so frightened that his feathers stood on end, and the sound of fluttering wings and incitement sounded in his ears, and then he realized that it was the parrot brother on the corridor who was learning to speak, and he couldn't help but laugh and scolded: "Flat-haired beast." ”

The parrot replied, "You are." ”

Song Nan was quite speechless, the cry of the parrot brother obviously alarmed the people in the east wing, the sound of footsteps came, the door curtain was lifted, Wan'er stepped out of the door, saw Song Nan standing on the porch, and hurriedly saluted: "It turned out to be Gongzi." ”

Song Nan nodded and said, "Well, I heard that you are not in good health, so I came to take a look, are you better?" ”

Wan'er said in a low voice: "Master Xie, Miss and I both had a fever this morning, Lang Zhonglai took a look at the prescription and took medicine, and now his body is much refreshed." ”

Song Nan smiled: "That's good, what about your young lady?" ”

Wan'er said, "Just fell asleep." ”

Song Nan sighed, and planned to go into the room to take a look, but since Dai Su'er had already fallen asleep, it was not easy to disturb; Now that the relationship between the two is almost clear, Dai Suer goes and returns, which means that she has another wife, but Dai Suer is not an ordinary woman, if you want to marry smoothly, I am afraid you have to cultivate a relationship for a period of time.

Song Nan raised her feet and wanted to leave, and caught a glimpse of Wan'er secretly looking at herself, under the light, this girl became more and more delicate and cute, looking at her two round lips, Song Nan suddenly remembered that she had kissed these two small mouths last night, and her heart suddenly moved.

Seeing Song Nan looking at herself, Wan'er was obviously a little flustered, and quickly lowered her head; Song Nan stretched out his hand and pasted it on her forehead, Wan'er's body shook, but she didn't dare to avoid it. Song Nan couldn't see this kind of scene of doing whatever he wanted, and the beast in his heart began to swell, and he reached over and picked up Wan'er's chin.

Wan'er's eyes drooped, and she didn't know what to do.

"Look at me." Song Nan said in a low voice.

Wan'er glanced at Song Nan quickly, and said with a crying voice: "Childe......"

Song Nan said in a low voice: "How offensive that night, was Wan'er angry?" ”

Wan'er's face was hot and said, "No...... How can the little maid be angry with the son, it is the little maid who is foolish ......"

Song Nan stepped forward and looked at the pretty face in front of him and said, "Lord still wants to kiss you, do you agree?" ”

Wan'er was about to cry, and said in a trembling voice: "Miss...... The young lady is asleep in her room. ”

Song Nan chuckled: "What are you afraid of? Don't you want to? ”

Wan'er was silent, as Dai Suer's maidservant, being able to be favored by Song Nan can be regarded as a way out, Miss looks like this must be a member of the Song family, she has been serving Miss since she was a child, is it possible that she will go out to marry someone in the future? The best result is to be Song Nan's house-filling girl; Although this status is not high, Song Gongzi is a talented person with high power, and he is good to his family, and it may not be a good home.

It's just that it all seems to come too quickly.

When Song Nan kissed her lips, Wan'er almost fainted, she didn't know how to kiss at all, she only felt that Song Nan sucked hard, and she involuntarily sent her tongue into Song Nan's mouth, as if she spit it out.

Wan'er was ashamed to death, but the young master's mouth seemed to have magical power, and her body gradually warmed up, Wan'er pushed Song Nan violently, and Song Nan hurriedly asked, "What's wrong?" ”

"Young Master...... I'm sorry, the little maid seems to have a fever again, the little maid ...... I have to boil the medicine and drink it, young master...... The young master is at his own convenience. Wan'er stammered and fled back into the house.

Song Nan touched her lips, reminisced about the fragrance in the girl's mouth, and said in her heart: Where is the fever, it is just emotion.

The parrot on the porch suddenly shouted: "I still want to kiss you." ”

Song Nan was startled, this parrot seemed to be going to die, he was learning too fast, Song Nan turned around and walked out.

"Brute!" Parrot said again. Song Nan fled.

……

The white paper workshop in the southwest corner of the outer city of Beijing on the inner side of You'anmen is an out-and-out slum area, and it is not the same as the outer city, and its name also exposes the origin of this square area, which was originally the time of the Mengyuan Dynasty, and the place where the large and small paper workshops of the Yuan Dynasty gathered.

But wherever the paper mill is located, there is one unavoidable feature, and that is the dense black water ditches and the disgusting stench that cannot be dispersed; Because of this, there are not many mansions of rich officials in the white paper workshop, but anyone with a little power and money is definitely unwilling to live in the white paper workshop.

Filled with sewage huts, the white paper mills are occupied by poor people and homeless people, and except for a main street that runs through the north and south and a dozen or so alleys that run along the main street, the rest of the place is full of barren grass graves, making it a piece of psoriasis in the bustling city of Beijing.

Song Nan rode a horse and led Wang Yong, Li Daniu and others on the stinking main street, looking at the dilapidated houses and shops on both sides in the stench, the people looked numb, and seemed to have no interest in this pair of brightly dressed brocade guards; A few dirty children chased and fought in the streets, snotty elders, and they were the only ones who brought a touch of life to the dead neighborhood.

"Lord Song, are you sure that Yang Yiqing lives in the White Paper Workshop?" Wang Yong asked.

Song Nan endured the stench and nodded: "The old man said that it is in the jujube forest in the north of the white paper workshop, which should be right." ”

Song Nan himself was a little suspicious, Yang Yiqing had also been a governor, so why wouldn't he be reduced to living in a stinking white paper workshop, is it so difficult to find a house in other square areas?

Wang Yong was speechless, so he had to wilt and follow Song Nan's side to the north, and after walking for half an hour, there were fewer and fewer shops and huts on the roadside, and they were gradually replaced by lush trees, and the streets under his feet gradually turned into overgrown barren grasslands, from two feet wide to two or three feet wide.

"My lord, look at these two sides, there are all graves, no wonder the street disappeared, it was the cemetery." Wang Yong pointed to the dense steamed bun-like graves in the forest.

Song Nan was a little chilled, staring at the continuous cemetery silently, the reason why the white paper mill was depressed was not all due to the foul smell caused by the gathering of paper mills and the pollution of sewage, this was originally the place where the dead in the city were buried; When the outer city was not built, it was still a wilderness, and the dead people in the inner city were always buried here, forming these thousands of graves, after being encircled in the outer city, the yin atmosphere here was too heavy, although it has been forbidden to bury the dead for more than ten years, but it is even more difficult to become prosperous.

The crowd cautiously walked through the grassy paths in the forest cemetery, and the large cemetery seemed endless, overgrown with weeds and trees, and if there were no paths to follow, they would almost get lost here.

"Look, Great Lake." Through a row of lush and gloomy trees, the sharp-eyed bull spotted the sparkle behind the trees in front of him.

The group walked through the trees, and the eyes suddenly opened up, and a sparkling lake made everyone's depressed mood feel good.

"There seems to be a house by the lake over there." Wang Yong pointed to the opposite shore of the lake on the right and shouted.

Song Nan squinted at the pergola in his hand, and saw a small courtyard sitting by the lake, surrounded by trees, and there were many graves around.

Everyone walked along the bare sandy land under the lake embankment to the bottom of the courtyard, and Song Nan walked along the artificially built blue stone steps by the lake to the front of the courtyard, but saw that the chai door of the courtyard was closed, the ground in front of the door was trimmed and tidy, and a wooden hedge surrounded the courtyard, and there were some green vines around the hedge, and some unknown small flowers bloomed.

"Is anyone there?" Li Daniu tapped the fence door and shouted.

The door of the courtyard creaked open, and a woman in a cloth dress and a hairpin skirt walked out with a puzzled face, and saw a large group of brocade guards with bright armor in front of the door, obviously startled, but the panic was fleeting, and she walked to the courtyard gate separated by a wooden fence and said, "What is the matter with the officials?" ”

Song Nan stepped forward and hugged his fists and saluted: "Dare to ask sister-in-law, do you know that there is a family surnamed Yang near this left?" ”

The woman was stunned and said, "The slave husband is surnamed Yang." ”

Song Nan was overjoyed and said: "Is it the home of Lord Yang Yiqing, the former governor of Shaanxi?" ”

The woman said, "Exactly." ”

Song Nan said with a smile: "It can be regarded as having been found, Lord Yang loves to be quiet, and it is really not easy to find the house in such a place." ”

The woman wondered, "My husband has not been in contact with the government for a long time, how many of them are ......?" ”

Wang Yong said: "This is Lord Song, the commander of my Ming Jinyi Guard Yamen, who specially came to visit Lord Yang. ”

The woman was shocked and said, "Commander of the Jinyi Guard? ”

Song Nan smiled and said: "Sister-in-law don't panic, I just came to visit Lord Yang, not to the detriment of Lord Yang, it is purely a private visit, and I also ask my sister-in-law to inform Lord Yang, and I will wait here." ”

The woman breathed a sigh of relief and said: "I see, then there is no need to be polite, how dare you wait for the commander to be slow, please sit in the house, the husband is drinking tea in the jujube forest behind the house, and the slave family will call him." ”

The woman opened the courtyard door, Song Nan and the others entered the courtyard, the woman brought a few wooden stools for everyone to sit down, and shouted into the house while opening the tea: "Kou'er, go to the jujube forest to call your father, and say that a guest has arrived." ”

The door curtain moved, a pair of big eyes disappeared behind the curtain, and he walked to the backyard with all his steps, someone must have called Yang Yiqing, Song Nan thought about it and got up and said: "Sister-in-law, you don't need to invite Lord Yang back, I will visit in person." ”

The woman rubbed her hands together and said, "How can you work well, my lord?" ”

Song Nan said that it was okay, and pointed to the small path between the vegetables and furrows next to the house: "Is there a jujube forest along this road?" ”

The woman cried out, "Don't be in a hurry, Cole, and lead the way to your father for this adult." After that, he saluted Song Nan and said, "The adult will follow the little girl." ”