Pingnan Prince's Mansion by Men

I went for a walk, but I got lost, so I came here. Someone must come to me in a while, can I have a rest here?I am very tired from walking. Li Zhao said, "And I'm a little hungry." "

"Then come in!" Zhao Renhe was not afraid of him, he was also a first-year little Douding, not to mention that he was a fake Douding.

He brought him into the room, but he didn't take him to the bedroom, but in the living room. The two children were just like playing house. Well, herbal tea and fruit, plus the snacks delivered at noon, to be honest, he really doesn't lack anything.

"What is this?" Seeing Dim Sum being pushed from the other side of the table by the little one in front of him, Li Zhao was a little dazed, he didn't know this Dim Sum!

"This is called coriander cake." Zhao Renhe introduced: "Eat it."

Li Zhao took one, his eyes were full of surprises, there is nothing else to say, he has eaten it in the palace, he has seen it; but there is no coriander cake.

"This is a coriander cake made of dried coriander, ground into powder, and pressed into a wooden mold with glutinous rice flour. Our special snack, according to the theory of health preservation, can benefit the five internal organs, strengthen tendons, and regulate food and lower qi." Zhao Renhe Pointing to the yellow-green coriander cake: "It just has a special taste, try it."

But Li Zhao took it and looked it over and over again, as if he was worrying about where to start. Zhao Renhe didn't think much, so he took one and took a bite himself: "It's newly made at noon today, you eat one, it tastes good .”

Li Zhao took a bite carefully, the taste... I can't say I like it very much, but it is indeed unique.

As soon as Zhao Renhe rolled his eyes, he immediately understood!

It's not that I don't know how to eat, but that I'm worried.

What are you worried about?

What if someone poisoned it?

Well, this person's identity...hehehe....

"Try this herbal tea again. It's what we often drink in summer. Our children don't drink tea well, so it's much more convenient to drink herbal tea." Zhao Renhe poured himself a cup of herbal tea first, and then gave it to him. This young lady named Li Zhao also poured a glass, and then took two or three sips by herself: "You drink too!"

It was like two children pretending to be adults, and they were polite to each other.

The two children ate two pieces of snacks and drank two cups of herbal tea. With something in their stomachs, Li Zhao was not so hungry.

Instead, he began to look at Zhao Renhe's room.

This is Zhao Renhe's future living room. Aunt Hai didn't have many good things, so she gave them to her son. When it came time to decorate the living room and study room, she put out all the things that could make her son look good.

The living room was arranged by Nanny Li for Zhao Renhe when she was leaving. Because Zhao Renhe was still young, the decoration here was simple. I also knew that there were no guests, and there were no guests. You can come to Zhao Renhe as a guest, so that Zhao Renhe, who is not so good, can come here. Reception for children up to ten years old.

So the layout here is a bit crude, but the advantage is that the space left is large, and there is a pair of "Xiaoxue Mountain Journey Map" that is obviously an adult imitation hanging on the main hall.

The whole painting depicts a mountain villager driving two little donkeys carrying charcoal in the snow-capped mountains in the early morning.

The mountain people wear thin clothes, bow their waists and shrink their necks, which makes people feel the cold weather in the snow.

The donkeys, bamboo baskets, charcoal and clothing patterns of the characters are drawn with dry brushes and rendered with ink.

Of course, this is the artistic conception of the original painting. This imitation scroll is, after all, an imitation and cannot be compared with the real one.

"Is this "A Journey to Xiaoxue Mountain"?" Li Zhao couldn't help being very surprised when he saw this clumsy imitation scroll hanging in the main hall in a stately manner.

Who would hang such an imitation painting on the main hall majestically?

It's not that shameful, is it?

"Yes!" Zhao Renhe still looked very proud: "This is the "Dawn Snow Mountain Journey" drawn by my father. I have never seen snow, so my father drew it for me."

Indeed, this is the coast, and the snow only melts on the ground after it falls from the sky.

"You think this painting is beautiful?" Li Zhao was stunned!

He is someone who has seen the authentic original painting. The rocks in "Xiaoxue Mountain Journey" as the environment are cracked with an ink brush as an axe, and they are hard and angular.

The mountains and rocks in the distance are swept out with a large ink brush.

Nearby branches are hooked out with scorched ink, and the horizontal and oblique twists and turns are full of changes, and the subtle parts are hooked out with light ink.

The thick and light effects of the brush and ink near and far have a strong sense of space in the picture. The picture uses a big ax to split the side edge and straighten the rocks.

It is a peerless painting.

The painter Ma Yuan, a native of Hezhong, named Qinshan, was a famous painter in the late Southern Song Academy of Painting together with Xia Gui.

According to historians' records: he studied Li Tang in painting, and was good at landscapes. He used scorched ink to paint trees and rocks, and used a big ax to crack ink.

Because of its unique style, it is known as "horse corner" because of its unique style of painting steep peaks without its top, or cliffs without its feet.

There are many collections of his paintings in the palace, and he has seen them many times.

Looking at this clumsy work now, of course I feel it is not eye-catching: "This is a fake painting, and the painting is not very good."

He was telling the truth, and he didn't feel very good after he finished speaking. In front of his son, he said that his father imitated paintings, and his paintings were not very good. This kid wouldn't quarrel with him, would he?

In the end, Zhao Renhe sighed like a grown-up: "I also know that my father's painting is not good. His level, if he goes out to sell calligraphy and painting, he will not be able to support his family."

Li Zhao burst out laughing when he said that: "You really have vision."

"I can't help it, it's my father's painstaking efforts." Zhao Renhe spread his hands: "Didn't you find it? This painting has another artistic conception!"

Although the whole picture of "Xiaoxue Mountain Journey" is very cold, seeing the charcoal carried by the two little donkeys naturally warms my heart.

With these few baskets of charcoal, I am no longer afraid of the severe cold in winter, and I can finally see a glimmer of hope in the hard days.Wealth and honor may be out of reach for the simple villagers, but the mediocre and warm life exchanged for a few baskets of charcoal, and the life with the fragrance of vegetables and roots can be shared with family members.

Ma Yuan's special composition technique, known as "Ma Yijiao" in the world, always sees the big from the small, and sees the whole from a single spot.

"Journey to Xiaoxue Mountain" is still the same, taking the half slope of the snow mountain, the branches of the snow tree, and the path of the snow road... The whole ink painting is set against the small, that is, the partial snow slope of the snow mountain is used to set off the walking and continuation of life, the cold air The startled spring shook the earth.The donkeys and figures drawn with dry brush and rendered in ink are lifelike, the bamboo baskets and charcoal are clear and lifelike, and the charm is natural and simple.

The branches and weeds that show the "tip of the iceberg" in the white snow have hidden a bit of spring, and when the warm wind blows in the coming day, they will return to the countryside in a spring full of mountain flowers.

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106 A Meal of Fudge!

106 A Meal of Fudge!

Mountains, rocks and trees all reveal "one corner" and "half side", which is Ma Yuan's commonly used composition form, so he is called "Ma Yijiao".

Painters with travel themes prefer to use images such as "Snow Mountain", "Snow Stream", "Dawn Snow" and "Twilight Snow" in their titles. The appearance of these "Snow" images in the naming makes people listen to the names even if they don't read the pictures. , I feel a sense of desolation and coldness, a sense of desolation and helplessness.

Li Zhao was stunned by Zhao Renhe's analysis of the painting, especially the last few words "feeling desolate and chilling, lonely and helpless", Li Zhao unconsciously thought too much, He is the son of a concubine, and there is not a single servant in the yard. He even said that he was seconded. Doesn't it mean that the majestic Pingnan Palace doesn't even have a spare servant?Want to second the servants who serve beside the third son of the concubine?

Zhao Renhe continued to talk freely.

The "Xiaoxue" in the title of "Xiaoxue Mountain Journey" itself gives people the meaning of desolation and coldness, and the content of the picture is even more desolate and chilling.The framing of this picture only shows a screenshot of the mountain trip, which is the embodiment of Ma Yuan's "corner" painting style:

The mountain was covered with heavy snow, a vast expanse, at dawn, a traveler was walking down the hillside, and saw him bowed his waist and bowed his head, with his hands on tiptoes, unbearably cold. He was carrying a wooden stick on his shoulders, picking up a pheasant, and was driving the two birds in front of him. One donkey, two donkeys, one with charcoal and the other with dry firewood. The appearance of charcoal and dry firewood in the picture contrasts the coldness of travelers. The donkey walks slowly in the severe cold, surrounded by dead trees and cold branches, and occasionally white snow .The whole picture is chill, solemn and serene.

"But at the same time, this painting also embodies a kind of spirit, an attitude of facing the wind and not being afraid of hardships and severe cold. I believe that the cold winter will pass and spring will come!" Not good, but I can work hard, get a scholar in the imperial examination, win the phoenix crown and Xiapei for my mother-in-law, and be appointed as an official! Get a family background for myself, and have a bright future."

Li Zhao didn't expect that a painting, even a clumsy imitation painting, contained so many things.

Despite his intelligence, despite the best education he has received since he was a child, he is still a ten-year-old boy.

It grows in a high-walled compound.

What about Zhao Renhe?

He is in his thirties, and he comes from the generation of the information explosion. Even though he is still a small bean shell, he still has a mature soul.

As early as when I went to the calligraphy and painting exhibition, I saw imitation paintings. At that time, the paintings were not as good as those of the scumbag.

The narrator spoke more passionately than him!

What is he?

"I am the same as my father, we are both bastards, and we are all third-class, but my father is also a Jinshi and served in the army. That's great, but it's still appointed by the imperial court. If our family becomes self-reliant in the future, it will be an official family!" Seeing the other party staring at him dumbfounded, Zhao Renhe immediately cleared his head and smiled embarrassingly: "I'm so scared. you?"

"No, I just didn't expect that your father expected so much from you." Li Zhao envied Zhao Renhe: "Did he also write the couplets on both sides?"

Zhao Renhe glanced at the couplet: "That, I wrote it with my father..."

At that time, in order to have a common language with the scumbag father, Zhao Renhe found a pair of absolutes in a book written by the scumbag father: there is a road in the book mountain, and hard work is the path, and there is no limit to learning the sea and working hard.

Then the horizontal batch is the eight words "study hard and make progress every day".

It looks a bit out of date, but it is in line with the "ancient child" style of Zhao Renhe's age.

"Do you like reading very much?" Li Zhao was curious. Although he came from a good background, he didn't have to study, but he still wanted to study, and the teachers who taught him to read and write were all erudite scholars.

But he prefers to practice martial arts. It is said that he likes Mr. Wu even more. During the festivals, the rewards of Mr. Wu are twice as much as those of Mr. Wen.

"Who loves to read?" Who knew that Zhao Renhe frowned, and his whole face became like a bun: "But if I don't read, what is my way out? Of course I need to be able to read and write. In the future, I will get a doctorate in the imperial examination." family background, otherwise do you want me to practice martial arts?"

"Your family doesn't practice martial arts?" Li Zhao was surprised: "The Pingnan Palace started from martial arts, and was awarded a title for military achievements!"

"Learn martial arts? Who will teach you?" Zhao Renhe spread his hands, "I really want to learn, but where can I find a master to teach me? My father only knows what to do."

"You want to learn martial arts?" Li Zhao put away his surprised expression, and was more concerned about Zhao Renhe's desire to learn martial arts.

The three generations of the Pingnan Palace have never touched military power.

Most of the disciples in the Fuzhong are also candidates for the imperial examination.

Then it was placed in the camp of the Pingnan Navy.

But in the eyes of the emperor, this is just selling dog meat.

Yes, King Pingnan has not served as the commander-in-chief of the navy for three generations, but the palace of Prince Pingnan is in the camp of the Pingnan navy, which is also very famous, and the remaining prestige still exists.

How many generals in the camp are the heirs of the Pingnan Palace?

Let's just say that now, the left-wing battalion in the Pingnan Navy camp is led by the former personal guards of the Pingnan Palace and their descendants.

The logistics camp is in the hands of someone surnamed Zhao.

The pawn is not named Zhao, but the one named Zhao is the manager, the clerk, and the logistics have the final say.

When leading troops to fight, logistics is an important place. The three armies have not moved, and the food and grass go first.

Stuck in the logistics is the lifeblood of the entire camp, otherwise, the Pingnan Palace would not have handed over military power so happily. The Pingnan navy camp is stuck in his hands, which is why the three generations of Pingnan kings have never touched military power, and it is still the reason why the court attaches great importance to it.

The Zhao family of King Pingnan are all people of long life, and people died one after another, and the royal family had to express something, so he came.

"I have such a figure, do you think I can succeed in martial arts?" Zhao Renhe pressed his chubby arm: "I just want to exercise my body. I heard from my father that one has to enter the examination room for three days to obtain a scholar. Yes, that was hard!"

In the past, Zhao Renhe really went with someone to visit what the so-called "Gong Yuan" looked like in ancient times. To be honest, the place is not as big as the bathroom at home!

And the conditions are very bad.

He has to take care of himself, stay in there for three days, and still have to answer the test paper. My god, if it wasn't for the wrong place, he would have thought he had survived in the wild.

"Although it is an imperial examination to obtain a scholar, since the founding emperor ordered it, my imperial examination in Dashun has been changed a little, and it is not as bad as the Ming Dynasty." Li Zhao said, "But a healthy body is still necessary. How can you pass the test if you are not soft?"

"Ah?" Zhao Renhe was dumbfounded: "Dashun...?"

Poor Zhao Renhe, an uncle writer in his thirties, traveled through time for seven years before he knew that the imperial court he lived in was called Dashun.

However, he thought about it quickly. Looking at the 5000-year history of feudal dynasties in China, there is no dynasty named Dashun?

The black line on Li Zhao's face: "You don't even know the name of the imperial court, do you?"

"Although I, I am seven years old, I have been keeping my filial piety at home and have never been to school. My father said that I would ask a respected old uncle to enlighten me." Zhao Renhe bowed his head, holding his body with a pair of small fleshy hands. Clothes belt: "I don't know about these things yet. I only know that my family belongs to the third room of Prince Pingnan's mansion, my father, my aunt, aunt, two brothers, and a sister. I don't even recognize the cousin in the next room. Familiar... Well, don't laugh at me!"

"I'm not kidding you, I'm only three years older than you, I'm ten years old." Li Zhao said a little embarrassedly: "Before I came, I heard about the Pingnan Palace. Longevity, but you are already great-great-grandsons and great-grandchildren, and you still have to be filial piety?"

Generally, filial piety is observed by filial sons for three years, which is only 27 months. Why do these people follow the rules of filial sons?

According to the system of keeping filial piety, these people can keep their filial piety for a maximum of three months, half a year is enough to be filial, and one year is already very filial, but it turned out that their filial piety was counted according to the way of a filial son. What is this?

Is filial piety commendable?

"Oh, I'm not very clear about this. I only know that a few years ago, I still wore green clothes and a green hat..." Zhao Renhe said sadly: "Green hat, do you know?"

"...Know...Pfft!" Well, Li Zhao finally laughed, and even laughed out loud: "Hahaha...!"

"Fortunately, the great-great-grandchildren of our generation are not very old. If my father and the others were of the same age and wore a cuckold or something, would my aunt and the others still be alive?" , making Li Zhao laugh like a boy who recruits money: "Later, when my great-grandfather passed away, we also wore blue clothes. However, there were many things going on outside. My aunt was a concubine, and I was young, so our mother and I lived in blue together. Han Lu stays at home."

"I understand." Li Zhao closed his smile, but the corners of his eyes and eyebrows no longer felt deserted. At this moment, he was like a ten-year-old child, lively and curious: "Then you are seven years old." Don't you feel bored?"

"I don't know what life is like outside, and my aunt has found a lot of my peers to play with, and we can read and write together, isn't it boring?" Zhao Renhe asked curiously: "At what age did you start going to school? "

"I was enlightened when I was three years old, and I went to Shang and Xuetang when I was six years old. I was taught by Mr. Wen and Mr. Wu. I prefer to practice martial arts." Li Zhao is a good boy.

Zhao Renhe could see it. Although he should have a good background, a ten-year-old boy was not a young gentleman on the outside, but he was the opponent of Zhao Renhe, who was a strange man on the inside.

"Then you are so kind, both civil and martial arts!" Zhao Renhe pretended to be cute, and started to talk routinely. Of course Li Zhao was not his opponent. When it came to some knowledge in books, Li Zhao was also half-level, but he couldn't hold back Zhao Renhe, who was born as a writer. Will fool ah.

In the end, the foolish Li Zhao went to the study with him, and Zhao Renhe remembered that he hadn't put away the things he taught everyone about Arabic numerals.

But it was too late, Li Zhao asked him in surprise when he saw those things, "What is this?"

"Oh, this is what my aunt taught me. It was taught to my aunt by the foreigners I met at the seaside. Then what, don't tell me!" Zhao Renhe had to find an excuse for these numbers: "My aunt taught me so. something to play with."

"Okay, I won't say it." Li Zhao didn't know what he was thinking, but he really agreed not to say it, but looked at Zhao Renhe's study curiously.

Zhao Renhe's study room consists of three connected East Wing rooms, but one of them is separated by a cupboard, and the inside is the real study room, which is used by Zhao Renhe alone. Zhao Xiyi usually sits there and teaches when he comes. His youngest son can read and write.

Outside, it was converted into a small modern classroom by Zhao Renhe. There are a lot of small tables and stools. The smaller version looks a little cute. Usually, six teenagers lead a group of children to study. place.

There are still words on the blackboard, which is a passage of "Thousand Characters" written by Song Daqian: Gold grows in Lishui, jade grows in Kungang.

"What kind of gentleman is this? Why is his writing so unsightly?" In Li Zhao's opinion, he could write such characters at the age of three.

"It's not Mr., this is my regular follower, a kid who has just read "Three Hundred Thousands". He can't write well either." Zhao Renhe laughed, "I'll give you a show."

He picked up the ancient version of "white chalk" that he secretly had someone make, and wrote the eight characters "Gold grows in Lishui, jade grows in Kungang" on the blackboard, which was infinitely better than Song Daqian's.

"Huh?" Li Zhao also took a piece of white chalk and began to write.

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107 It Turned Out to be the Prince

107 It Turned Out to be the Prince

As a result, the writing on the blackboard is not as good-looking as Song Daqian's!

Li Zhao's face turned red, and he groaned for a long time, but he didn't find a suitable excuse for himself.

"It's your first time to write, and it's good to write like this. I'm not as good as you when I write for the first time." Zhao Renhe raised his foot and patted him on the shoulder: "It's my first time to write, and my aunt didn't even recognize me." What is written!"

"Is your aunt also literate?" According to Li Zhao's thinking, being a concubine should not be a good family background, of course, there are certain exceptions, such as the royal family.

"I know her, but not many. She wanted to trace the words I wrote for the first time, embroider them out, and keep them for later thoughts, but she didn't recognize what I wrote, hahahaha...!" Zhao Renhe self-destructed his image and laughed.

The two children laughed and talked about their own embarrassing things, and then Zhao Renhe erased the words on the blackboard, and then wrote a few words himself, and Li Zhao, not to be outdone, also wrote a few words.

Not to mention, this kid is quite good at learning, he has a good look after writing a few times, Zhao Renhe even took the colored chalks that he treasured, and the two of them even drew.

After playing all afternoon, in the afterglow of the sunset, Zhao Renhe woke up from the game: "I said, you've been here for so long, haven't your people looked for you? Did you come here with His Highness the Ninth Prince?"

Li Zhao looked at the afterglow of the setting sun outside: "They have already found it, but I didn't move, and they didn't dare to come in without authorization."

"Oh, then go back quickly, it's time for dinner." Zhao Renhe stretched his waist, "I'm going back to the second courtyard to see my aunt, and I'm going to have dinner with her, and my people should be back soon! "

"Okay, then I'm leaving!" Li Zhao had some chalk foam all over his body, and he didn't shake it off. He just walked out of the study in such a dirty manner. Zhao Renhe was worried, and followed him a few steps until he reached the door. It was discovered that there were eight men with evil spirits standing at the door of Han Luju.

These men were dressed in black and gold outfits, all of them had straight backs, sharp eyes, and a heroic air all over their bodies.

Eight people are definitely guys who have seen red.

Zhao Renhe could see this.

Back then, when he was writing a novel, he went to visit an elderly man for the material. That old man had fought in the war, and he had such aura on him, no, it was even stronger than this.

"Let's go!" Li Zhao just waved his hand when he went out, and walked forward. There were eight people, two in front, two on the side, and four in the back. This posture was not ordinary.

If it was Zhao Renhe, he would definitely not be used to it. Now he and He Dagen are still hooking each other up, and the two brothers are in a good relationship.

I got along well with Zheng Yue and others of the same age, and didn't treat them like servants.

However, the foundation laid earlier and the rules learned have not been forgotten. After all, they are masters and servants.

But Zhao Renhe has never been followed so respectfully by them, has he?

When playing the game of eagle catching chicks, no one gave him water.

Although they usually follow him like a swarm, they never look like this.

It seems that the identity of the other party is easy to understand.

Zhao Renhe sent him to Yingbi, and stopped sending him when he saw someone outside the door. Instead, he put his dirty little paws in the peasant's hands, looked at the distant figure, and muttered to himself: "His Highness Nine... Prince!"

Unfortunately, he thought it was a little follower.

He also showed off to others, but it turned out to be the real master.

What is he doing here?

Why are you here?

It's all a question, Zhao Renhe can't figure it out, but fortunately he has an advantage, that is, if he can't figure it out, he can't think about it.

The strange thing is that at dinner time, the mother-in-law came to deliver the food box, that is, put the food in the box from the kitchen, and after closing the lid, several women brought it over. It’s okay to say in summer, but in winter, it must be delivered. The meals are all hot, otherwise how would the masters eat them?

The kitchen is also far away from the living area, and each residence has a small kitchen, but it can only cook some food instead of frequent fires.

Boil hot water at most, make refreshments, and occasionally stir-fry side dishes or something, less for the kitchen and more for the water room.

The leading woman who came to deliver the meal actually explained to Aunt Hai and Zhao Renhe: "Because of the lack of manpower, those children may not be able to come back tonight, they will spend the night outside, and they should be back after breakfast tomorrow. "

"Oh?" Aunt Hai was upset: "Then there is only one big maid who is close to us here, two or three maids?"

Especially with his son, there was no one left. He Dagen said to go back, but he didn't come back.

"I can't help it. The whole palace is short of manpower now, so please take care of me." The mother-in-law fawned and took out all the food.

Evening meals are more refined.

Eggplant with garlic, braised beans in soy sauce, shredded lettuce in cold salad.

Pan-fried tofu, salty bean paste, roasted vegetarian duck with kidney beans.

The staple food is dry fried rice with lettuce, pea rice noodles and steamed rice with mixed vegetables.

The soup is vegetarian shrimp and egg soup, thick and salty.

Although it looked good, it was obviously more abundant than at noon, which made Aunt Hai and Zhao Renhe a little confused.

Zhao Renhe vaguely knew that it should be related to Li Zhao, but he didn't know the inside story, so he could only eat sullenly.

After dinner, Aunt Hai didn't dare to let him live alone in the front yard, so she let her son live in an outside room with her. Aunt Hai slept in the master bedroom inside, and Zhao Renhe, who was young, slept on the couch outside. Make do with the night.

Two third-class maidservants kept watch at night, sitting on the small machine inside the carved wooden door at the entrance of the main hall, in fact, it was more like laying a floor.

The next-door maid also slept on the couch in Aunt Hai's house, so it was convenient to take care of her.

Before going to sleep, Zhao Renhe took two third-class maids and went to the gate to check in person. There was no one outside, but there was a shadowy person holding a torch in the distance. The gate was closed and bolted.

As for the fence?

It's not that Zhao Renhe doesn't care, but that the wall in the backyard is more than two meters high, and there are wall caps and other things. If there is no [-] meters, it will be [-] meters high, unless the other party is some light kung fu master!

Otherwise, if you want to jump in, you have to enter the backyard of the palace first to count.

After closing the gate, he closed the door from the front yard to the back yard.

Then I went to the second courtyard, Aunt Hai rested here, and Aunt Hai took the opportunity to go to the back room, and greeted the two aunts and the two daughters of the aunt. They left on secondment, leaving behind a third-class maid who was on duty at night. The two aunts were whispering, but there was nothing wrong with Aunt Hai's side, not to mention that it was Nanny Jin who came, and the two of them didn't dare to show their faces. Just muttering.

This night, even if they barely made do, the next morning, Zhao Renhe and others opened the door, and before it was time for a stick of incense, their breakfast was brought along with Zheng Yue and the others when they returned.

"The woman in the kitchen was going to send it over, but we thought we were going to come back anyway, so we brought it back." Liu Dazhu said, "We're not at home, young master, how are you doing? What's that called now?"

"One day is like three autumns." Song Daqian smiled: "Don't use this word indiscriminately."

"That's right." Zhao Renhe rolled his eyes and said, "I don't miss you at all."

Everyone came back, Hanluju was lively again, all the seconded people returned, Zhao Renhe secretly looked at each of them, they were all fine, full of energy, and they talked and laughed freely.

The tacit understanding is that no one mentioned what they were seconded to do yesterday.

Obviously, this was someone's order to keep their mouths shut.

Zhao Renhe doesn't care about the maids around Aunt Hai, but how can the people he cultivated listen to outsiders?

But he also knows that it's not good to ask in front of everyone, so he treats himself as a real child, naive, and doesn't ask.

Their breakfast is wonton noodles with vegetarian fillings, steamed buns, and steamed dumplings with vegetarian fillings.

Not rich.

But it is indeed delicious. In the past, what the two of them ate was one level lower than this, and there were not so many tricks.

There are also two kinds of steamed dumplings in the back cover room, three side dishes, and the same porridge.

Not as much as their wives here.

It's just that Aunt Hai was thinking about the two girls, so she gave one of them a share of porridge.

After dinner, Zhao Renhe originally wanted to quietly ask the six teenagers what happened yesterday?

As a result, the scumbag father sent someone to tell him to dress up and go to the autumn courtyard.

"What happened?" Zhao Renhe was puzzled: "I went to Qiu Yuan?"

To be honest, he has never been to Qiuyuan!

Originally, when he passed the filial piety period when he was a child, he wanted to go to the place where his aunt was with him to say hello to him, at least on the first and fifteenth day of the lunar new year.

But unfortunately, at that time, the aunt was busy moving, so they didn't have to say hello, and later they kept their filial piety, so according to the rules, they didn't go to say hello.

Up to now, he has never seen his aunt in private except for seeing his aunt during the holidays.

But the one who came was Zhao Xiyi's servant girl, one of his older daughter-in-laws who often accompanied him, and she was considered a person who the scumbag father was more at ease with.

"I heard that the nobleman summoned you to see all the males in the Pingnan Palace." The woman is indeed a confidant: "The third master asked the servants to take you there."

"Then go quickly." Aunt Hai hurriedly tidied up for him: "I've already washed up early in the morning, rinsed my mouth after breakfast, then what, put that piece of white jade on!"

Zhao Renhe was dressed in blue filial piety, with only a small white jade pendant hanging around his waist. Dressed so plainly, he was taken to the autumn courtyard by his mother-in-law.

It's the first time I come to Qiuyuan, and it's the main courtyard here.

Because the Qiuyuan is the main courtyard, it has a scale of three entrances. There is an inverted room in the front, a back room in the back, hug buildings on both sides, and a circle of servant rooms around it.

It can be said that this is the scale of a courtyard within a courtyard.

And of course the main courtyard occupies a large area, with carved beams and painted buildings.

No wonder the second aunt of the second room had a dispute with the fourth aunt at the time, and finally took advantage of her own aunt.

After entering the door and standing in the yard, Zhao Renhe could only stand in the yard. He is already seven years old. This year's New Year's Eve dinner, he will no longer be able to eat with his mother, nor can he be taken care of by the nanny. To sit at a table with normal cousins ​​and eat alone.

Because men and women have different seats at the age of seven.

In a short time, he has reached the age where he needs to distinguish between genders, it is so vicissitudes to say.

When he was brainstorming, the woman who brought him was about to enter Tongbing, when Zhao Xiyi came out first: "Come?"

"Greetings to Daddy." Zhao Renhe saluted quickly. Although it was not standard, no one cared about his etiquette, since he was still young anyway.

I have never been to a school, and I have not had standard etiquette training. Those like Nanny Li can only be regarded as enlightenment.

"Come on, let's go to the front with Daddy." Zhao Xiyi was about to hold the hand of the youngest son as soon as he came out.

Zhao Renhe raised his head, "Aren't you going to see the aunt? The son hasn't greeted the aunt yet."

"She deserves it too!" Who knew it was good that Zhao Renhe didn't mention his aunt Ma Jing, but when he mentioned it, the scumbag father became furious: "I don't need to greet her in the future, and your aunt won't use it either."

In one sentence, the third wife was completely deprived of the most basic dignity as the main family, and neither the aunt nor the concubine came to pay their respects.

"Ah?" Zhao Renhe blinked his eyes wide: "What about the other two aunts and younger sisters?"

"No, I don't need it anymore." Zhao Xiyi was full of anger and had nowhere to vent it at this time, and immediately rejected it as soon as her head got hot: "No one comes here to say hello."

Zhao Renhe said innocently: "Oh, then I will tell my aunt when I go back."

"You don't need to tell me, I'll let someone tell you." Zhao Xiyi is really a scumbag, and he ordered people to tell the concubines with one sentence, so that he doesn't need to say hello to him in the future.

Zhao Renhe couldn't understand, where did this evil fire come from?

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108 The Second Meeting

108 The Second Meeting

However, since he was a junior and young, it was inconvenient to say anything, so he held his father's hand tightly, and was led out of the gate of Qiuyuan by his father, and saw two older brothers at the door.

It's just that the greetings from the two brothers didn't make the scumbag happy. He still had a straight face, holding Zhao Renhe's little hand, and said coldly to the two sons, "Let's go!"

Gone!

Although the two sons born in the first line were much older than Zhao Renhe, they almost couldn't react. The confused expressions on their faces also let Zhao Renhe know that the two of them were also confused, and they were taken away by their father for some reason.

Walking to the corridor, there is a special car for the mansion. After getting on the car, it was wobbly walking towards the front yard of the palace.

After passing through the second gate, they changed cars, then wandered through a row of small courtyards, and arrived at the East Guest House!

Next to it is Yin'an Hall and Pingnan Square (that's what Zhao Renhe called this place in his heart).

Zhao Qing couldn't bear it anymore: "Father, what are we doing here?