Chapter Seventy-Four: Warm Incense

As there were more and more high-ranking families on both sides of the road, and they became more and more dense, Gongsun Yan no longer needed to borrow the torches lit by Zhao Yun to see the situation on the streets.

The lanterns hanging in front of the blue-brick and blue-tiled mansion illuminate the ground a few feet square in front of the door.

Finally, when we got to a certain place, the car stopped.

Zhao Yun drove his horse close to the window of the car and said softly, "Gongsun's family has arrived." ”

Gongsun Yan replied softly, she believed that Zhao Yun could hear it.

The car stopped for only a moment, then turned around and continued to drive forward.

The identities of Gongsun Yan and Gongsun Cheng are not enough for the main family to open the main door to greet them.

A group of cars drove through the side door.

The lights were bright outside, and it seemed that many people had come to greet them.

Inevitably, she was seen peeking behind the curtain, Gongsun Yan gently lowered the curtain and lay back on the soft couch in the car.

Alain, who had been quiet, immediately got up and put a thin quilt on her.

Gongsun Yan didn't say anything, gently patted Alain's hand to show his gratitude, lay down next to Gongsun Cheng, and closed his eyes.

She thought it would be there in a while, but she didn't expect to enter the side door, and the car went for a long time, so long that she went from closing her eyes and pretending to sleep to really falling into a deep sleep.

She didn't even notice when she got out of the car and stopped.

"The head of the family has a life, it's late at night, please ask Mrs. Yan and the little boy to rest for the night first, and then go to see the ceremony tomorrow."

A servant woman stood respectfully outside the car, and as if she expected the girl in the car to be asleep, she raised her voice slightly.

Gongsun Yan, who seemed to be asleep, was startled by this voice and woke up.

Alain glanced in the direction of the voice with some displeasure.

Hurriedly find the flint and light the lights in the car.

After shouting, the light was lit in the car, and the servant woman stopped making a sound, but stood respectfully beside the car.

Another middle-aged man with a round face, who seemed to be smiling at any time, walked over and arched his hand at Zhao Yun, "Are you Captain Zhao?" My surname is Lin, I am the housekeeper, and the head of the family ordered me to temporarily take charge of the daily life of Yan Niangzi and the little son. ”

This Lin steward smiled and was very polite, Zhao Yun was not a person who put on a show, turned over and dismounted, and arched his hand at him: "Lin steward is polite, in Zhao Yun, I don't know who is responsible for the defense in the courtyard, and he can hand over one or two with a certain person." ”

Regarding Zhao Yun's request to take over the defense, Steward Lin didn't seem to be surprised, and directly summoned a middle-aged martial artist with a strong appearance.

Previously, Abduna's southward interception and killing had hidden speculations from all sides.

Gongsun Jing also got a glimpse of the cautious temperament of this captain surnamed Zhao from Zuo Ping's letter, so he had already instructed that if Gongsun Yan's guards asked to receive defense, they did not need to be stopped or angry, and if this could make them feel at ease, they would go with them.

Therefore, the handover between the two sides was very smooth, and the guards of the original Gongsun Mansion withdrew from each gate, and Bai Ma Yicong, who followed, took over the defense of the courtyard gate and the dark place of the corner tower one after another.

In the car, Alan found shoes for Gongsun Yan to put on by the light.

He was woken up as soon as he fell asleep, and Gongsun Yan was a little dizzy, but he still cooperated to get up.

Alan lifted the curtain of the car, Gongsun Yan turned around and picked up the sleeping Gongsun Cheng, and walked out of the car.

As soon as I went out, I was dazzled by the firelight.

Ah Qing also woke up from his dream, hurriedly jumped off the baggage car, stood next to the small stool with his feet, and stretched out his hand to help Gongsun Yan.

In the firelight, her hair was a little messy, and there was a clear mark of saliva on her face, obviously she had slept very soundly before.

Gongsun Yan took her arm and walked down and joined the car with some amusement, and a group of servants and women of the Gongsun family were lined up on both sides, and the lanterns under the corridor illuminated the small courtyard.

Gongsun Yan subconsciously looked in Zhao Yun's direction, and saw him standing in the distant firelight and arching his hand at her, nodding to reassure her.

He is still in the courtyard, Gongsun Yan is at ease, this is not Xiangguan, Gongsun Da has a clear position and no malice, but there are countless unknowns hidden in this Gongsun family.

Knowing that with Zhao Yun in her hands, she didn't have to worry about the settlement and safety of the soldiers, she just had to take care of herself.

She scanned the courtyard steadily.

In the distance, the courtyard wall is forested, and there are faint buildings with several floors.

A pond has been opened up in the courtyard, trees have been planted, and Gongsun Yan can faintly smell the fragrance of unknown flowers.

The size of the courtyard is not small, and it should be a good place to play in the garden during the day.

The servant woman who reminded her just now stepped forward, raised her head slightly, and exposed her face in front of Gongsun Yan: "Yan Niangzi." ”

After seeing the ceremony, the servant woman introduced herself, her surname was Jiang, and she was also the housekeeper sent by the head of the family, Sun Jing.

Under the guidance of the housekeeper's lady, Gongsun Yan walked into the house with Gongsun Cheng in his arms, and Ah Qing and Ah Lan followed left and right.

As soon as you enter the house, you will be greeted by a warm aroma, and the corridor will be covered with felt carpets, like spliced sheepskins, soft and fluffy when stepped on, and the long hair barely reaches the instep.

This extravagant style startled Ah Qing, and she looked at her shoes.

The kudzu shoes were almost buried in the fluffy wool, and I don't know if there would be footprints.

Thinking like this, Ah Qing even became a little cautious when walking.

Alain was slightly better than her, and although he was also surprised by such luxury, he hung his head in time and did not show his emotions.

She knew that showing cowardice would lose the face of the lady, and the lady came to Lingzhi alone, so she couldn't be underestimated.

Compared with the simple Ah Qing and the thoughtful Ah Ran, Gongsun Yan didn't have so many ideas.

Gongsun Jing's carefully arranged house was destined to be let down.

The room was lit with a few candles, and in the distance was a heavy curtain that hung down heavily, and the curtain was embroidered with many patterns.

Gongsun Yan used to see these patterns, or on the restored cultural relics unearthed in the museum, these patterns can always make her associated with tombs and death.

The long wool carpet you step on is not so unusual.

The subordinates of the Gongsun family should be well-trained, and they walk silently, and the maids on the left and right hang their heads and pull up the curtain.

Embroidered under the curtain, the irregular pearls collide with each other to make a crisp sound.

As you move forward, the curtain rises and falls, and the smell of agarwood becomes heavier and heavier.

On the left and right are maids with ancient hair in ancient buns, wearing dark crimson clothes, and looking down and unable to see their faces.

Gongsun Yan inexplicably fell into an atmosphere called Chinese-style terror.

She hugged Gongsun Cheng, who was sleeping close to her shoulder, and the child's warm body slightly eased the chill rising on her body.

Walking through the corridor and entering the inner room, a servant woman brought cloth sleeping shoes with soft soles.

In order to take care of Gongsun Yan and Gongsun Cheng Xiao, the walls of the house were only painted with white ash, a long sheepskin felt blanket was also laid on the ground, and several bronze warm stoves were placed in the four corners.

"Remove the spices." Gongsun Yan was so stuffy with the slightly strong warm incense in the house that he said: "I am still in the filial piety period, so I can't be so extravagant, and I will remove it together with the outer curtains." ”

"Yes." The housekeeper lady who followed had heard of this lady's pure filial piety before, but she couldn't help but look up at her fair side face.

Gongsun's family is a beauty, both men and women are born with a good appearance, she thought that Xuan Niangzi had become the world's top beauty, but she didn't expect this Yan Niangzi to be a few points better.

After being displaced for a long time, he should have suffered a lot, and it is rare to be so filial and simple.

"Does Yan Niangzi want to bathe and change clothes or use some food first?"

The housekeeper lady is a person who knows how to measure herself, and it was only at this time that she asked and stretched out her hand to take Gongsun Cheng: "Yan Niangzi, why don't you hand over the little boy to me temporarily." ”

Gongsun Yan paused for a moment, and handed the sleeping Gongsun Cheng in his arms to her: "Let's take a bath and change clothes first." ”

It has been three days since she set off from Xiangguan, and if conditions permit, she still can't resist the temptation of taking a bath.

When he arrived in the strange arms, Gongsun Cheng moved slightly, but he still fell asleep and did not wake up.

This lady in charge is also quite skillful in holding the child, and she does not make him feel any discomfort.

I watched a few servants come over lightly to change Gongsun Cheng's clothes, wipe their hands and face with hot cloths, and place their sleeping children in thick bedding.

Gongsun Cheng was lying in the futon, sleeping with a red face, and Gongsun Yan couldn't help but gently touch his little face.