Yiyuan, a name that should not belong to the place of Daqin at all. If this garden is in the Great Song Dynasty, it is extremely appropriate. If it is in the state of Chu, it is barely a contrast,

But only in Daqin, it's not that taste no matter what. The graceful strength of the south is in stark contrast to the iron-blooded strict laws of Great Qin.

I really don't know if the owner of this garden has really stayed in the Chu State for a long time and forgotten his identity as a Qin person.

If it weren't for the two gentlemen who named him for rice wine today, I'm afraid that for the rest of his life, Wang Jun would not have any intersection with the owner of this Yiyuan.

The slightly jerky knocker creaks and creaks about the fact that there have been no visitors for a long time, like the weeds on the now-withered steps.

It seems that no one has visited this garden for a long time.

Wang Jun knocked on the door, and after a long time, just when Wang Jun thought that there was no one in the house, a maid with a double ring came over and opened the door.

Wang Jun looked at the maid's somewhat vigilant eyes, and hurriedly said, "Excuse me, I'm from the east of the city, and my name is Wang Jun." I heard that your husband bought the last three jars of rice wine in the city, I wonder if you can ask your husband to cut one jar of love?"

The maid looked up and down for a moment, then looked back, as if hesitating.

"Girl, please tell your husband about it, it's about my brother's life. No matter how much it is, please ask Mr. to cut an altar of love. The maid was startled by Wang Jun's sudden voice, and planned to close the door.

When Wang Jun saw it, he hurriedly put his foot against the door: "Girl, I'm really not a wicked person. ”

"You...... If you let go, if you don't let go, I'm going to report to the official!" Where has the maid seen such a battle, and she is already a little trembling when she speaks at this moment.

"Xingqiu, what's so noisy?" I guess I heard the movement at the door, and in the far pavilion in the courtyard, a gray-haired boy walked towards the door with an umbrella.

Before the maid could speak, Wang Jun had already pushed the door open with a little force.

The maid sighed, and saw that she was about to fall into the muddy water, Wang Jun hurriedly reached out and hugged the maid.

The maid called Xingqiu suddenly blushed, and a slap fell on Wang Jun's face mercilessly. Turning around and running towards the gray-haired man, he shouted as he ran: "Childe, this man has to buy your wine, and if I don't agree to him, he will break in." Let's go and report to the police!"

When the gray-haired boy heard this, he was obviously slightly relieved: "I don't know what kind of wine this strong man needs? ”

Wang Jun hurriedly thanked him again and again, and then briefly explained that the family invited a Lang Zhong to treat his seriously injured younger brother, but Lang Zhong had a strange temperament and a strange habit of not drinking rice wine.

At this moment, Xingqiu, who had already hid behind the son, wanted to say something more, but before the words came out, he was already covered by the gray-haired boy's hand: "Go and take the unopened rice wine I bought a few days ago and give it back to the strong man." ”

Xingqiu was obviously not very happy, and after grinding for a long time, he was still in the gray-haired boy's slightly tightened brows, so he reluctantly walked towards the courtyard.

The gray-haired boy said with a little self-deprecation: "The lack of discipline for the little girl usually makes the strong man laugh." ”

"Where, where. You should be Yi'an Jushi, right? Thanks to your help this time. I went out in a hurry, and I didn't bring any money, so I asked my husband to tell me the amount, and I will get it for him when I get home. Wang Jun touched his sleeves and secretly said badly, the two empty sleeves, how could there be the shadow of a purse.

"It's okay, it's just three or two jars of rice wine, it's not worth much money, and the condition of the strong brother's brother is important. It seemed that these few words had exhausted the gray-haired boy's strength, and Wang Jun obviously felt that his heartbeat seemed to be weak.

"Sir, it doesn't matter to you, do you?"

"It's out of the way, it's been a problem for more than ten years. It will occur when it rains on a cloudy day. The gray-haired man waved his hand, signaling that it was all right.

Only then did Wang Jun take the time to look at this long-heard Yiyuan.

In this garden, which is much larger than my own small courtyard, there are rockeries, small rivers, pavilions, and water pavilions. There were even many trees planted that the Qin State had never seen. It's a pity that it seems to have been uninhabited and cared for for a long time, and everywhere shows a kind of decay and death.

The gray-haired boy obviously knew what his garden was like, and when his breathing calmed down a little, he said: "Most of my family has moved to Chu State, and there is no one in this garden on weekdays, so just me and the maid, naturally we can't take care of such a big garden." ”

"It's good, it's good, it's winding paths. If it's summer, it's definitely beautiful. Wang Jun hurriedly praised.

Not far away, Xingqiu walked over with two jars of rice wine, came to Wang Jun, and slammed them on the ground, Wang Jun's brows couldn't help jumping, for fear that this girl would have heavy hands and smash these two jars of treasures.

"Wake up autumn. The gray-haired man was clearly reproachful. Xingqiu stuck out his tongue and stood aside.

"Strong man, the remaining jar is soaked in medicinal herbs, and it will not be given to the strong man. These two jars of rice wine, the strong man quickly took them, don't delay Brother Ling's illness. ”

Wang Jun saw that the owner of the garden seemed to be a little depressed, so he hurriedly picked up two jars of rice wine and said goodbye.

As soon as the courtyard door was closed, the girl who called Xingqiu hurriedly patted her chest and said in a loud voice that she was scared to death.

The gray-haired boy smiled and turned around and walked towards the gazebo.

Xingqiu hurriedly caught up, not caring about getting soaked at all, and dragged Gongzi to pull elsewhere: "Childe, you are not in good health, don't go to the pavilion to blow the wind again." If the old lady knew, she would be distressed again. ”

"If you don't say it, if I don't say it, how will they know. Having said that, the gray-haired boy still left the pavilion and went to the house where the brazier was lit.

"Childe, it's not that I'm talkative. Those two jars of rice wine were left to wait for the old lady to send someone to send candle dragon grass to make medicinal wine, you gave it to him like this, if you find candle dragon grass, what will you use to make it?" Xingqiu brought a blanket for his son to drape, and picked the brazier more vigorously. It didn't take long for the house to warm up.

"Isn't there a jar of brewing, and it should be out of the way. The gray-haired boy obviously felt cold, and his body lying on the chaise longue couldn't help but lean back slightly against the brazier.

At that end, Wang Jun was holding two jars of rice wine, and on the way back to his yard, he happened to meet his junior sister who came out to look for him with an angry face. hurriedly greeted the junior sister, and hugged back with a jar of rice wine.

By the time they got back into the house, the crabs piled up on the table were already cold. Wang Jun hurriedly put down the two jars of rice wine, instructed the junior sister to warm it and pour it for the two gentlemen, and he was busy carrying the cold crabs and went straight to the kitchen to change a plate of hot ones for the two gentlemen.

As the temperature of the wine gradually increases, the aroma of rice wine gradually comes out.

Bao Toad took a glass of freshly warmed wine from the woman and took a sip.

Is this candle dragon grass?