Shuoyun Feidu

It was still afternoon when we returned to Yinhua Pavilion. The scorching heat was covered by the shade of flowers and trees in the courtyard. golden halo.

There is silence everywhere, a few teal ducks squatting in a bush and sleeping soundly, all kinds of flowers are blooming in the corridor, fragrant and fragrant, a red-billed green feather parrot squatting on a copper shelf, seeing Beitang Rongdu , flapped his wings immediately, and quacked proficiently: "Young master is here!"

As soon as the people in the pavilion heard it, someone had already stepped out to welcome Beitang Rongdu in. Surrounded by several big maidservants, some people were waiting to wipe their faces with cold towels, or serve iced drinks. After taking a sip, he handed the box in his hand to a maid and told her to put it in her own room. After entering the west room, he saw Beitangjia sitting on a big square agarwood couch. , leaning on a jade-colored gauze pillow filled with rose and peony petals for needlework, wearing only a plain homely dress, with black hair half up, when seeing Beitang Rongdu come in, he raised his head and said with a smile: "I'm back." He told the servant girl, "Go get the ruler and measure Du'er." Someone agreed, and turned around to get the measuring tape. It turned out to be a spring water belt with silver and red tassels, which was much shorter than the normal length. It was obviously for him, so he said: "What are you doing now, mother? You should sleep for a while in the afternoon." Yes." Beitangjia stroked Beitang Rongdu's head with his hands, and said with a smile: "I am very comfortable in the house, but I can't sleep for a while... You just came back at this time, presumably it must be already Did you eat and take a nap at the owner of the castle?"

Beitang Rongdu gave a dispensable 'hmm', and said with a smile: "At noon, there is a plate of crispy purple bream. I ate a lot, and it tastes very good." Beitangjia heard it, and felt angry Said: "Purple bream meat is thick and nourishing. On a hot day, you, a child, eat too much, and your stomach is not right!" He said, and hurriedly ordered: "Soak the bamboo sticks at noon with horseshoe and cloud ear Give Du'er a bowl to clear his stomach." She had just finished speaking when she suddenly noticed the abnormality in Beitang Rongdu's hands, she hurriedly cupped her son's hands, and asked anxiously, "What's wrong? ?” Beitang Rongdu looked down at the bandage wrapped around his hand, and replied: “It’s nothing, it’s just that from today onwards, the river sand used for practicing kung fu has been replaced by coarse stone sand. After applying the medicine, it’s fine, and you’ll get used to it after a while.” Although Beitangjia heard what he said, she still felt sorry for her son, and frowned, “Mother will apply the medicine on you again tonight...does it still hurt?”

At this time, the tape measure had been brought, Beitang Rongdu's blue eyes showed a warm smile without any impurities, and he shook his head: "I am used to being beaten and suffering all day long in martial arts practice. It's not a big deal." After speaking, he stood on the ground, stretched his arms to the sides of his body, and said with a smile: "Mother, hurry up and measure me, I'm still waiting to wear new clothes sooner." Bei Tangjia He also laughed, took a measuring tape to measure his body, and wrote down the size. Beitang Rongdu drank another half bowl of clear soup soaked in bamboo and horseshoe cloud ears. sewing.

Beitangjia embroidered the belt with stitches and threads, and said with a slight smile: "Du'er will be five years old in a few months, and when she grows up in a few years, mother will ask the castle master to choose a belt for you." The family is a good marriage, and in the future the house will be full of children and grandchildren, so I will have nothing more to ask for." Beitang Rongdu has been astonishingly intelligent since he was a child, and his words, deeds, and actions make it impossible to see him as a child. It was also the reason why Beitangjia was worried that he was too smart, fearing that his life would be ruined, and he would not treat him as a child when talking to him on weekdays.

Beitang Rongdu was resting on a stuffed peppermint pillow. Hearing this, he unknowingly stretched his waist slightly, and replied inadvertently: "What mother said is true, so it's just a mother who will do it for me in the future. I'm not There is no reason for a girl to stay by her mother's side every day, and if she marries a daughter-in-law in the future, she can spend more time with her and talk to her to relieve boredom." Beitangjia saw that he said it in a serious manner, but she herself I couldn't help laughing "Pu Chi", and said: "Mother is just talking... When you grow up, you will naturally help the castle owner to manage the affairs in the Unsheltered Castle, and maybe you will often go out, so you must be able to I have met countless good girls, and I must have brought them back, so why do I need my mother to worry about them?"

What he said made the maids around laugh, Beitang Rongdu turned over, rubbed his face against the pillow, and said with a smile: "I'm only five years old, mother thinks so far ..." Beitang Jia tapped his forehead with his fingers, and smiled: "I haven't asked you yet, why did you lose all your purses and jade pendants when you came back? Only a long life is left. The collar of the lock, even the earrings are gone, could it be that someone else robbed you in the castle?" Beitang Rongdu opened his mouth slightly, yawned, closed his eyes and muttered: "You lose in mahjong!" I gave it to my father..." Beitangjia didn't hear clearly, and asked: "What are you playing?" It's a great way to pass the time..." After that, he buried his face in the pillow, and fell asleep on his own without making a sound.

Beitangjia smiled, and asked someone to cover him with a small quilted quilt, while he continued to work on his needlework.

It was a long day of silence, and Beitang Rongdu didn't sleep for a long time. Just when he opened his eyes a little, he saw Beitang Jia holding a gorgeous dress, and he seemed a little dazed.

The bright red wedding dress made of silk brocade with flowers, with dark patterns of Linghua as the background, embellished with vermilion gemstones, phoenix fluttering wings, and peonies blooming in layers, is delicate and brilliant, magnificent and unspeakable.Beitangjia's snow-white fingers gently stroked the surface of the clothes, her starry eyes were slightly narrowed, her eyelashes drooped, and she looked silent and sad. Cuiping stood beside her, with a slightly unbearable expression on her face.Seeing that his mother was unhappy, Beitang Rongdu said softly: "...Mother, what's wrong?"

Seeing that he woke up, Beitangjia folded the wedding dress and handed it to Cuiping beside him, and said with a quick smile, "It's nothing..." Beitang Rongdu frowned slightly, looked at the wedding dress, and asked, "... ...Did Mother do it herself?"

Beitangjia's hand paused, and then the smoky Hemei gradually seemed to be a little sad, and after a while, he sighed softly, and said: "Yes... After the night when I was with the castle owner in Yinhua Pavilion, So I embroidered this wedding dress myself, secretly hoping that he would marry me soon, but since that time, he has never stayed overnight, and I have never had the opportunity to wear this dress..."

Holding the gorgeous wedding dress in her hands, Cuiping said softly, "Miss..."

Beitangjia shook her head, indicating that she was fine, and when she mentioned the past, she just smiled lightly, and then leaned against the vermilion-carved Xiaoxuan window, watching the sun go down and the cicadas singing endlessly, she Leaning quietly by the window, like a lotus flower facing the water, the setting sun penetrates into the light thin gold, and the shallow light smoke slowly floats out from the holes of the Pixiu smoker next to it, which is a lonely and speechless fragrance... "Compared to There are many people in the world, and I have already enjoyed too much, with good clothes and good food, a life without worries, and you, Du'er... As for the favor of the castle master, I have not valued it so much over the years."

Beitang Rongdu reached out and took a pink and white peony from the vase by the window, and gently stuck it into Beitangjia's hair. Some snacks came over, and a corner of the emerald jade bracelet on the wrist was exposed from the light autumn-colored sleeves: "Du'er, mother is a little confused, how old are you, how can I tell you this..."

Just as they were talking, a few maids brought over a small table with a few snacks on it, some that Beitang Rongdu liked on weekdays, and some that Beitangjia liked to eat. A cup of sweet bean and lotus kernel soup, he couldn't help but have a hint of complaint in his tone, and said: "Miss is gentle in temperament, unparalleled in beauty, and was raised in the castle since childhood, who can compare with it? Slave servant I have seen those vicious girls in the castle, and I am worthy of being compared with Miss!"

Beitangjia said softly: "What are you talking about?" He took a sip of the sweet bean and lotus kernel soup, and said to Beitang Rongdu: "Du'er, there are pine nuts and Poria cakes that you like, eat two more." Cui Ping was still sighing, and brought a plate of Poria cocos cake that Beitang Rongdu liked to the boy, and said: "A person like Miss, no matter her appearance, temperament, talent, or education, she can't find a single fault. How many people are there?" Can it be compared? I don’t know the castle owner..."

When she said this, she consciously stopped talking, and Beitangjia didn't seem to care about it, she just picked a piece of favorite snack and took a bite, then handed a piece of honey yam to Beitang Rongdu, saying: "Du Son, this snack tastes very good, why do you never like it... why don't you try it."

Beitang Rongdu didn't take the piece of pastry, but just pointed to a few plates of pastries on the table, and said: "This honey shredded yam, stuffed lotus root, shredded fresh peach, are all very delicious snacks, sweet and not too sweet. greasy, very fragrant..."

The boy took a piece of his favorite snack, took a bite, his eyelashes drooped slightly: "These are very good, but I don't like them."

Beitangjia's hand holding the dim sum suddenly stopped, and for a moment, he seemed a little crazy.