Da Cang night watchman

Chapter 589
Sister Chen is familiar with ordering food, but Chen Wang and Ge Xin have only heard of it, and they have never personally served as orderers.

The heart is excited.

Chen Wang thought for a while: "When I was young, I liked the enthusiasm of Meiling, but after I came to Meiling, I liked the quietness of Xuexue. You, the legendary 'order' in the literary world, I can't make a decision for a while, what about you? Do you like plum or snow?"

Plum, snow, and plum snow are two major features in the garden, and any type is suitable for the scene.

But if he was asked to choose one, he still had a choice problem. The key point was that Lin Su's poems were too imaginative, which made him feel that if he chose one, he would miss the other.

Lin Su smiled: "Whether you like plums or snow is really a choice that a literati usually encounters. The youth is unrestrained and charming like plums, and middle-aged people have experienced all the things in the world before they know the beauty of snow. This poem is called "" "Mei Xue"..."

With his hands together, the precious pen is in his hand, the golden paper is drawn out, and the pen is put down...

"Plum snow fights for spring but refuses to fall,

Sao Ren Ge's pen fee review.

Meixu Xunxue three-color,
Snow loses to Mei for a while! "

When the pen is closed, the colorful glow seems to rise from the pen, instantly filling the entire Snow Plum Garden.

Ge Xin clapped his hands and praised: "Mei Xu is inferior to Xue in three parts, but Xue is inferior to Mei in fragrance. The poem written by the third son really surpasses Mei Xue. Congratulations to the prince's garden for adding another colorful poem!"

The prince laughed loudly: "It's wonderful to appreciate the plum snow on the first day of the new year and get the legendary poems in the world!"

He stretched out his hand to grab the poem draft in Lin Su's hand, but Lin Su withdrew his hand, and he snatched nothing.

"Give me the manuscript..."

"The manuscript of colorful poems is worth tens of thousands of taels. Why should I give it to you?" Lin Su turned his hand and handed it directly to Sister Chen: "Sister Chen, this counts as my New Year's red envelope for you."

"Okay, Mr. Chen!" Sister Chen giggled, quickly took it, turned and ran.

Chen Wang stomped his feet there: "Why are you here today? Give me New Year's greetings! Just bring back the New Year's greetings like this? Is it like saying?"

"What New Year's greetings? The New Year's greetings have been given to you a long time ago. Three pieces of bacon and a pack of snacks, do you want more?"

King Chen shouted loudly: "Come on, cook all the three pieces of bacon that the third son gave, and let him eat them all, so that I won't take the name of accepting gifts in vain..."

Ge Xin smiled delicately: "Yes! My lord!"

also ran.

The prince spread his hands: "Forget it, I really don't want to compete with your concubine for the manuscript, and use your forest style to write this poem on this screen wall with my own hand, right?"

Lin Su waved his hand, and a poem appeared in Xuemei Garden...

Although it is not precious paper, but he wrote it on Zhaobi with a precious brush, and it still gave off a faint silver light...

The two returned to Huxin Pavilion side by side.

The bacon is already cooked, and the wine is open...

The two were drinking there, while Sister Chen and Ge Xin were sitting next to each other, pouring wine for their respective men, and enjoying themselves...

Afternoon until sunset...

Chen Wang drank too much again...

"Brother, the emperor's sister came to Haining that day, and you were not at home. It can be seen that the emperor's sister is somewhat disappointed..."

"I'm also disappointed. A bunch of flowers in the capital are all planted in Haining, and I didn't come to water or fertilize..."

"Fuck! What do you mean by watering and fertilizing?"

"It's just a metaphor. You don't understand the techniques in the essay."

"Fart! What kind of literary technique? It's clearly obscene!" Chen Wang's drunken eyes were confused: "You entered the royal sister's bedroom at night..."

"The chapter has been turned! You said it yourself..."

"Why are you in such a hurry? I didn't say to pursue you. I just reminded you that you really can't mess around with the emperor's sister. What should be yours is always yours. It will still be yours in the future. No matter what you do then I don't care about messing around..."

Boom!
King Chen fell.

Lin Su stood up, turned around twice, and patted his head: "Sister Chen, let's go home and mess around..."

Sister Chen suddenly reached out and grabbed his mouth...

With a whoosh, Lin Su carried her up into the sky, this time in the right direction, and shot straight at Haining. Oh, the acacia tree in the west courtyard seemed to be hit hard, and the residual snow on it fell to the ground.

Liu Xing'er, Lvyi and Cui Ying were all startled, they ran out and were stunned when they saw the two rolling into a ball in the snow.

"I'm really drunk this time!" Sister Chen picked up Lin Su and sent her into the room.

When Lin Su was stripped of his clothes and stuffed into the bed, Lin Su's eyes were opened and his hands were unruly, but Sister Chen avoided it and pressed his hands into the bed. After a while, Lin Su When she fell asleep, she got up and left the room.

Outside, Lvyi and Cui Ying came in: "Why is Mr. Xiang drunk again? Every time I go to Chen Wang's place, I always get drunk."

"Perhaps Chen Wang wanted to get drunk. Before Xianggong left, he was very entangled in his mind. He was full of worries. Getting drunk freely may also be the relaxation in his life."

"That's true, King Chen. Actually, when you think about it, it's really pitiful..." Lvyi said.

Cui Ying's eyes are wide open, how pitiful is a prince?
It is difficult to accept this in her dictionary, but after spending a long time with the Lin family, she can somewhat experience some things that others cannot.

In terms of King Chen's status, few people in the whole world are qualified to say that he is pitiful.

But, when you think about it, it's really pitiful.

When he was young, he was well-clothed and well-fed, and he was known all over the world.

As soon as he became an adult, he suffered the great changes in Miyagi.

Both parents are dead, two elder brothers are also dead, there is only one younger sister, but they can't see each other at all.

The high officials in the DPRK are jealous of him and dare not associate with him.

He pretended to be crazy and foolish, but in fact he pretended to be a big country in his heart.

In a difficult and difficult situation, if one wrong step is taken, the whole house will be wiped out. Every step he takes is a tightrope walk.

There are only a handful of people in the world who can help him, and the husband is his greatest reliance...

"Xianggong wrote another poem today!" Sister Chen said, and the atmosphere suddenly came alive.

"Ah? What poem?" Lvyi's head bounced.

Sister Chen raised her hand, and a piece of gold paper appeared in her palm, and the colorful glow filled the small room...

"Mei Xue contends for the spring but refuses to fall, Sao Ren Ge's pen commentary, Mei Xu is inferior to Xue Xue, but Xue loses Mei Duanxiang..." Cui Ying's eyes are full of colorful lights: "The world writes poetry, only on one kind, For fear of messing up the theme, but Xianggong, he chose to talk about Mei Xue together, a 'color' and a 'fragrance', he wrote Mei Xue to the extreme, once this poem comes out, there will probably be countless people quoting it at this time of year, right?"

Sister Chen smiled: "Xianggong's "Sapphire Case" on the Shangyuan Festival makes people unable to write Shangyuan, and the Mid-Autumn Festival's "Water Tune Getou" makes people unable to write Mid-Autumn Festival. Now the devil's claws are extended to Meixue. crazy……"

Lu Yi's eyes shone slightly, and she made an exception and did not participate in their discussion...

Cui Ying finally saw her strangeness: "Sister Luyi, what's wrong?"

"Mei Xue Zhengchun, Mei Xue Zhengchun... I don't know if I'm a little sensitive, I always feel that this poem has a special meaning... Could Mei Xue Zhengchun refer to His Majesty and King Chen? The snow is falling, Although overwhelming is a general trend and has an external "color", but the plum blossoms bloom in Meiling, which is better than its internal "fragrance"..."

The three women looked at each other...

Could it be that it's really time to lift the lid?

Of course, it is also possible that they are too sensitive...

At night, the Lin Mansion became quiet.

Finally, a sound came from Lin Su's room: "Baby, serve me tea!"

The three women outside raised their heads at the same time, with strange expressions in their eyes...

"Ying'er, serve tea to Xianggong!" Lv Yi said.

"You send it!" Cui Ying directly stuffed the tray into Lvyi's hand.

Lvyi wanted to refuse, but he couldn't overturn the tray, so he had to go. After he went, Lvyi never came out again...

The next day, Lvyi came out of the room with a blushing face and ran into Cui Ying. Cui Ying smiled happily: "Sister Lvyi, don't talk about serving tea to your husband in the future. If you say it again, you mean last night!"

"Ying'er, you've learned badly!" Lvyi grabbed Cui Ying...

From the second day of the first lunar month, the stalks in the west courtyard began to play with flowers.

The study sent tea on behalf of Cui Ying.

Giving tea after drinking represents the green clothes, and of course, tasting perfume represents her.

In addition, Sister Chen also took a stalk out of nowhere, what's the stalk?Send clothes in the morning!

It was about the morning of the fourth day of the first lunar month, when Lin Su woke up and called out to Sister Chen to bring a piece of clothes to her. She didn’t know what happened, but Sister Chen didn’t come out. Good guy!Sister Chen was panting there, so, sending clothes in the early morning on behalf of Sister Chen...

Sipping the New Year's refreshments and playing with the daughter-in-laws, Lin Su had a relaxed and comfortable Spring Festival.

The second child, Lin Jialiang, was no good. He went to Sanping County on the fourth day of the first lunar month. He was not Lin Su, but a regular official. He had to go to Luzhou's prefecture and the prefect.

And it must be before the tenth day of the first month.

Lin's mother supported such a thing, and she gave an order, isn't it just a New Year's greeting?Isn't it just a gift?Just send it!

Your second son can't imitate your third younger brother. He bears the name of Qinglian's number one master, and also holds the Qingmu Order of Wendao, so he has nothing to fear. You are a poor county magistrate, and you should honestly follow the official route. You should be smashed Those who have money will spend money, anyway, there are many thieves in the Lin family...

There are also many people who come to the Lin family to give gifts.

However, this gift is really a bit strange.

For example, when Zeng Shigui visited Lin's house for New Year's greetings, he took some pieces of bacon. When he left, Lin Jialiang returned him a small bag with white clouds in it.

The same is true of Yang Zhifu. In addition to Baiyun Bian, there is also a set of blue and white porcelain.

In terms of value alone, the gifts returned were all worth hundreds of times and thousands of times, but no one felt anything different.

This is probably the acquaintance of gentlemen in this era, gifts are only based on the heart, and they don't care about high or low at all.

The same is true on the Jiangtan side. Those people who have been greatly favored by the Lin family chose some respected old people as representatives to pay New Year's greetings to the old lady of the Lin family. They only brought some bacon and vegetables from the field, but the old lady was still happy. Hehe, I should return the gift or return the gift, and I didn't care about these value ratios.

Most of the New Year's guests these days are received by the housekeeper, but the old lady occasionally receives a few, such as some famous and extraordinary people, or some great Confucian scholars from Haining Academy...

Another one came today, and the old housekeeper brought this guest in front of the old lady, just because the old man said something casually: I had an appointment with the third son years ago.

Those who can make an appointment with the third son are not ordinary people, and the old lady must personally receive them when they come to pay New Year's greetings.

If so, the housekeeper brought him to his wife.

Mother Lin ordered the housekeeper, Uncle Sun, to pick up a piece of bacon he had brought, warmly invited him to drink tea, chatted with him about household chores, and sent him out...

After going out, Mother Lin took the time to ask the housekeeper, "Old Sun, who is this?"

Uncle Sun was a little surprised: "Don't you know Madam? Neither does this old slave!... He went to the west courtyard, probably to meet the third son..."

Lin Su was enjoying massages for some daughter-in-laws in the west courtyard when he suddenly saw the old man coming in from the door.

Lin Su raised his head abruptly, a little surprised: "Elder Jia!"

Stand up and welcome!
(End of this chapter)