Chapter Eighty-Eight: Laughing at the Son (5)
"Guess what, just now Yuan Er, who was in charge of the pond, ate and drank tea in the house, and inadvertently saw a pair of hands waving up and down in the middle of the pond from the window, showing his head from time to time, looking like the third master of the palace, and he disappeared for a while, but he didn't even hear the voice of the cry for help, so frightened that Yuan Er thought that this person was exhausted and was about to die, and when he came out to see, he saw the third master's servant Zhichun jumping on the shore in a hurry, and he knew that Lu Dao was indeed the third master. ”
"Yuan Er hurriedly propped up a boat to rescue, while calling someone to notify the master, and thinking that this Zhichun was also so good, the master fell into the water and didn't know how to call someone to rescue, while propping the boat to the third master's side, shouting: 'Third master, you hold the penny, I'll pull you up' Who knows who knows Lu Dao...... Ha ......"
Xiao Qi'er was happy again, and then continued: "Who knew that Lu Dao only stretched out one hand from the water, Yuan Er hurriedly handed the basket to him, but he didn't answer, and threw three big lotus canopies directly from the water with the other hand, and then he picked up the side of the boat with both hands, wiped his face, spit, and floated in the pond to look at Yuan Er's music, Yuan Er realized that this third master was so good in water that he was like an osprey who specializes in catching fish and eating."
Canghai and the divine doctor laughed early. Canghai asked, "What happened later?"
"Later?" Xiao Mi'er thought for a while and said with a smile: "Later, Yuan Er asked the third master what he was doing in the pond, and the third master only replied with the word 'play', Yuan Er asked Zhichun, and the third master was even happier, saying that he couldn't get down in the water here, and was anxious on the shore, and then the third master pouted several lotus roots, a large handful of lotus flowers, and caught a live fish, all of which were thrown on the boat, but he swam back by himself, and slipped on the mud when he went ashore, and fell into the mud and got up...... When I got up......" I was already smiling.
Canghai also couldn't straighten up with a smile, "Where is he now?"
Xiao Qi'er said: "I am preparing a hot water bucket for him to bathe." ”
Canghai smiled: "Tell him not to wash it first, come and I'll take a look." ”
The little one went. After a while, I listened to a string of wet sounds outside the door, and a mud monkey jumped in coldly, and Canghai laughed at that time.
The mud palace three heads were into the Canghai bedroom, but saw the four walls of snow white, hung a picture of Dong Qichang's true handiwork, this shelf is listed with books, the opposite side of the ten pavilions are also full of books, but one or two elegant antique furnishings, several cases are well organized, Baixuan Palace notes are stacked, the book brush into a forest, cinnabar printing mud ancient Chen, pine oil smoke ink fragrance, natural strange stone for inkstone, skillful work and jade for washing, arm rest treasure seal frame color is complete. There was a fine incense burning in the corner of the desk.
Look at the inside again, hang are all cold curtains, the table of the eight immortals is a set of sweet white glazed tea sets, the most interesting is the corner of the house standing on the yellow pear silk screen, a few light ink landscapes are painted in the distance, but the heavy inscription is half a poem, there is a glass dressing mirror of equal height in the corner of the house, with half a cover.
Canghai sat on a couch with a red sandalwood crutch stripe grass outside, holding a rabbit in his arms and lying on the doctor's lap with a smile, his jade face was red, his eyes were moist, and he couldn't get up while laughing.
The divine doctor saw that Gong San was covered with mud all over his head, his hair was scattered, his shoes were wet, his feet were muddy, and he was wearing mud pants with trouser legs on his lower body, and two mud legs were exposed underneath.
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