Shuoyun Feidu

Beitang Rongdu temporarily stopped what he was doing, and said indifferently: "Mother is a girl, and she has nothing to do all day long. In Yinhua Pavilion, she just grows flowers and weeds, and works as a needlework girl." It’s just, it’s very boring, so I figured out this thing, it’s good to relieve my mother’s boredom once in a while.”

The boy's tone caused Beitang Zunyue to narrow his eyes slightly, with an almost imperceptible arc raised on his brows: "Oh? Who taught you to say this? Or...someone complained in front of you?" Beitang Rong Du picked up an unprocessed piece of wood from the box, held the carving knife and scratched slowly on it, saying: "Although I am still young, I also know that my father is not affectionate to my mother, so there is no need to worry about it." Someone told me specifically."

Beitang Zun laughed softly, picked Beitang Rongdu's chin with his hand, and suppressed the sharp look in his eyes: "My son, you are too clever in your actions and words since you were young, how can you look like a Milk baby? Ordinary people at your age are still rolling in the mud... You are too smart, I am afraid that you will not be able to raise them."

When Beitang Rongdu heard this, he lowered his head and glanced at the collar he was wearing on his chest. On it was a long life lock with gold chinchilla. It was Beitangjia who specially invited eminent monks for him in Boruo Temple when he was young. Those who have been consecrated, I hope to bless him to grow up safely and healthily. When Beitang Rongdu thought of this, the expression in his eyes softened unconsciously, and he said: "Your mother... is taking care of you with my father. Naturally, the child will not What's the matter?"

The more Beitang Zun heard him talk about these things, he felt bored, so he picked up a processed wooden block from the box, glanced at it, but couldn't see what it was for, so he asked: " What are you making these things for as birthday gifts?" Beitang Rongdu was carefully carving the wood in his hand, and upon hearing this, he replied without raising his head: "This is mahjong, for playing. "Beitang Zun Yue raised his eyebrows slantly, with a hint of interest, and said: "Oh? How do you use it?" As he said, seeing that Beitang Rongdu was still wrapped in bandages, he said, "You can add it with a pen. Just the color." As he said, he had already taken the carving knife and wood from Beitang Rongdu, and asked, "What should you carve on this?"

After all, Beitang Rongdu had an injury on his hand. Someone volunteered to help at this time. Of course, it was not in vain, so he was not polite. He instructed Beitang Zunyue to carve words and patterns on the wood, while he dipped a pen in it with ease. Once the lacquer is done, just paint the color on it. It didn't take long for the father and son to process the remaining ten or so pieces of wood.

While waiting for the paint to dry, Beitang Rongdu explained the gameplay again. The more Beitang Zun listened, he found it fresh and interesting, so he asked someone to bring a low table over, and let the Beitang Rongdu played a few rounds with him casually. Beitang Rongdu thought that he was new to this field, so he would naturally not be his opponent, but he never thought that Beitang Zunyue was only beaten by him a few times at the beginning. In the end, it was getting better and better, until finally, all the gold and jade ornaments, purses and beads chains on Beitang Rongdu's body were won, and there was nothing left that could be used as gambling money. Some paused in disbelief.

Beitang Zun Yue glanced at the many ornaments he won beside him, couldn't help but sneered a few times, and said: "My son, it's no wonder that you can come up with such a thing to pass the time, it's kind of interesting." Beitang Rongdu put the mahjong on the table into wooden boxes one by one, then got off the couch, and said, "If father likes it, he can often go to Yinhua Pavilion in the future, and my mother and I will play a few games with father." "Beitang Zunyue slightly raised his handsome eyebrows, didn't say yes or no, just said lightly: "You want to go back?" Beitang Rongdu held the box in his hand and nodded: " Mother said that I have grown taller recently, and she wants to cut some new clothes for me, and told me to go back early today to measure my figure and make them as soon as possible." Beitang Zunyue didn't say anything, and just let him go back by himself.

Beitang Rongdu carried a small wooden box in his hand and walked all the way back. When he passed a lush flower bush, he suddenly heard someone talking on the other side. Walking forward, the word 'Beitangjia' suddenly came into his ears, Beitang Rongdu paused, and stopped.

A woman smiled lazily and said: "What kind of status is she in this castle? A lady is not a lady, a lady is not a lady, she is obviously the adopted daughter of the old castle owner, and she and the castle owner can be regarded as brothers and sisters, but she seduces brother, please do not A hoof in the face!"

The other person seemed to lower his voice, and said softly: "Miss, keep your voice down, although that person is not favored, after all, she is also the adopted daughter of the old castle owner, and gave birth to a son for the castle owner—"

The woman interrupted, with a sneer, with disdain and contempt, said: "So what, it's just because of having a son, but now she doesn't even have a title, not even a concubine." , even that little one won’t be able to make it to the stage if he is entrusted in the belly of such a nameless woman!”

When Beitang Rongdu heard this, his delicate eyebrows were slightly raised, and his delicate and tender face was icy cold. Then he turned around the flowers and said calmly, "Who are you?"

The two people behind the flowers were talking, but they didn't expect someone to come over suddenly, and they were taken aback. One of them, dressed as a maid, yelled sharply: "Who is here!"

Beitang Rongdu walked forward, and saw a woman wearing a complete set of red gold silk peony dress, pink face and red lips, her face was extremely beautiful, although she was not comparable to Beitangjia in beauty, she was not It's a bit inferior, even wearing such a dazzling color on her body, she only feels extremely beautiful.Those two people saw clearly that it was a child of four or five years old, wearing a light blue white butterfly dress with narrow sleeves and cross-neck collar, red lips and white teeth. .The woman in red had just entered Unsheltered Castle not long ago, so she didn't know much about the affairs of the castle, besides, Beitang Rongdu has always been very low-key, so she only knew roughly that there was an adopted daughter left by the former owner of the castle, who had been in the castle for several years. Beitang Zunyue had a son in the past, and Beitangjia has not been favored for many years, so although he was a little doubtful whether Beitang Rongdu heard what he just said, but he thought that he was only a four-year-old child after all, so he could Knowing something, he didn't take him seriously, so he closed his eyes, walked a few steps closer, and said with a light smile, "Is it the young master? Why are you playing here?"

The two generations of Beitang Rongdu were human beings, and they used to be unrestrained in nature. Over the years, they have been taught by Beitang Zunyue's words and deeds. It's just that they are calm on weekdays, but just now they heard the person in front of him speak rudely and insult Beitang Since he was born, Beitangjia has cared and cared for him day and night, treating him more than his own life. Therefore, although she is young, Beitang Rongdu has already regarded her as a close relative, so he insults and slanders Beitang in front of him. How could Tangjia's daughter be let go so easily?Seeing that Beitang Rongdu looked at the woman in red lightly, he suddenly said: "Oh? Could this be the wife of the castle owner who was newly married by my father? Why didn't I know?"

Although his voice was immature, his words and expressions did not look like a four-year-old child at all. The woman paused slightly, her eyes showed doubts and surprises, she sized up the boy in front of her, and saw his delicate face There was not even a trace of expression, and the blue eyes were still. I don't know why, but I suddenly felt a little uneasy. The maid beside her was still smart, and she quickly smiled, and said: "My lady is--"

"Crack!" Accompanied by a crisp sound of the whip, the maid screamed in pain, and a whip mark appeared on the white neck, and a soft whip appeared in Beitang Rongdu's hand at some point, and he shouted coldly: "You What is it, the young master is talking, and you are worthy of interrupting! A servant servant, who calls himself 'I', something that has no rules!"

The maid suddenly took a whip from him, although it didn't hurt too much, but seeing that he was young, but with a sharp and indifferent expression on his face, she was a little timid, she didn't dare to speak out rashly, but the woman in red saw Bei Tang Rongdu was only a small doll at a young age, so he admonished his girl mercilessly in front of him, and couldn't help feeling that he had lost face, his face was full of anger, and he said angrily: "Anzhi's eyebrows are not for nothing. Master Ai Ji, I returned to Unsheltered Castle with the castle owner a month ago, young master—”

"So it's my father's concubine Ji." Beitang Rong Du sneered, interrupted her, then suddenly raised his eyebrows, and shouted: "I should be someone else, so it turns out that I'm just a concubine concubine concubine pampering first-class servants." ! I thought it was the wife that my father Mingmei was marrying, and I was still wondering about such a big thing, why didn't I know!"

Beitang Rongdu held a whip in his hand, pointed directly at An Zhimei, sneered silently, and scolded: "Since you know that you are just a pet servant, you still dare to wear red clothes! This red dress is only available to father's wife You are qualified to wear it, and even I have to call 'Mother', what are you, you dare to dress like this and show off outside!" Before the words fell, he flicked the soft whip, and only heard a "chuck", and the long skirt fell on the ground. A big hole was opened, and Beitang Rongdu looked cold and cold, and said: "If I let my young master hear you talking about my mother again in the future, I will naturally have good fruit for you!" After finishing speaking, he sneered With a sound, he walked away.