He Shen

Fukang'an slept like a corpse all night, and the next day, his bones ached all over his body.

Shanbaofu pressed the button for him refreshingly, and Fukang'an's sad old heart felt a little better. He began to plan to let Shan keep his home in Rehe. Even wood can open up!

When we arrived at Rehe, we were finally able to get off the horse.

Shanbao recited Buddha's name straight in his heart.

Feng Sheng'e treated Shanbao differently. A person's energy is limited. Shanbao was able to pass the exam at a young age. It can be seen that he spent a lot of time on books, and he must be worse in riding and shooting.

As soon as he entered the guardhouse, he caught up with the driver, and spent most of the month on the horse.Feng Sheng'e was originally worried that he would not be able to hold on, but who knows that he has not delayed his errands all the way, and his spirit is good.

"Shanbao, does your family have another hospital in Rehe? Why don't you live with me?" Feng Sheng asked with a smile.

"Brother Xie Feng is concerned, and he has already made an agreement with Fu Kang'an." Along the way, Shanbao and Fengsheng got along well, and their address changed from Master Feng to Brother Feng.

Feng Shenger heard from Shanbao that the third son of Xindaofu was really watertight, so he smiled and said, "I forgot. Well, you go, have a good rest for a few days, and come to me if you need anything."

"Brother Feng, don't worry, I won't be polite to you."

Feng Sheng'e smiled and patted Shanbao on the shoulder, then turned and left.

The other courtyard of Fucha’s family in Rehe was built according to the specifications of the garden, with sparse vegetation, rockery springs, pavilions, terraces and pavilions, which are very elegant.

The courtyard where Shanbao will live has been tidied up, and it is more spacious and bright than the main courtyard where he lives at home. Two acacia trees have been planted in the courtyard, and the canopy of the trees is like a canopy, providing shade in summer.There are a few plantains with dark green leaves in the flower pond in front of the corridor of the main house, and the servants in the courtyard carefully care for them, and they grow very well.

"This courtyard is not bad. I picked it for you. I live next door." Fukang'an was very satisfied to be able to visit the house by climbing over the wall, and held Shanbao's hand, facing the maid who bent over to salute. Zi waved his hand, "No."

There are five main rooms in a row, which must not be considered small.

Bedroom, study room, small meeting room, dining room, and a small bedroom connected to the bedroom. The small bedroom and the bedroom are separated into two sections by a red bead curtain. Inside the bead curtain are a soft couch, a chessboard, and a low table. , flowers, calligraphy and paintings of famous artists, a small window is opened on the back wall, and it is opened to face a pool of green lotus.

Because there are window carvings in the front and back of the small bedroom, the light is excellent. If you take a closer look, the bead curtains are all made of polished rubies. The sunlight from the outside shines in, and the precious light in the room shines for a while, making you feel luxurious. Speechless.

"My God, Fukang'an, this is too delicate." Shanbao clasped it in his palm, and began to cool and lubricate it, "How many gemstones are needed to strung a pair of curtains."

Fukang smiled, "It's not gems, it's agate, and it's not something that has been around for a long time. My fourth uncle was an official in Yunnan, and the annual gifts he gave were all rough stones, and the leftovers from making things were used to grind beads. .If you like it, I will send you a hang.”

Shanbao shook his head slowly, and grinned, "Look, it's a blessing. If you give it to me, it doesn't look good in my house."

The maid next to her heard a look of disdain in her eyes, and said in her heart, she is indeed from a small family and has no knowledge.But the nurse in charge still lowered her eyes and remained calm.

Both of these two followed Fukang'an, Shanbao and Fukang'an stood opposite each other, seeing the expressions of the two, smiled slightly, and did not speak.

Fukang'an smiled and La Shanbao sat on the couch, pointed to the two of them with a smile and said, "This is Nanny Li and Qingju, and Nanny Li is my nanny's sister, so you can't be more careful. Qingju is in this courtyard It's been a few years, right?"

Qingju's almond-shaped eyes were bent, and two pear dimples appeared on her white cheeks, which added a bit of beauty, and she replied with a smile, "As for the master, the servant has been serving in this courtyard since she was 12 years old, and it has been four years now."

"That's right, when Yong'er lived in the past, playing with Qingju was the best. She can also read poems and read Chinese characters. Just call her if you have any literary matters." Fukang'an said to Tong Shanbao carefully. Said, "Mammy Li cooks good soup. Every time I come, I'm greedy for Mammy's."

Nanny Li smiled and said, "Third Master is over the prize, this old slave's duty. In the evening, Third Master and Uncle Shanbao have something they want to eat, just tell the old slave, and the old slave will arrange it."

"Mama is just watching. Shanbao eats lightly at night and cooks with vegetable oil. He doesn't eat meat oil."

Fukang'an was so warm-hearted that he even knew his little habits. Shanbao couldn't help being moved, and smiled at Mammy Li, "Please trouble Mammy, I don't have any taboos. Fukang'an likes to eat meat, so don't be too stingy." Su, otherwise he should talk about being like a monk again."

Listening to Shanbao's words, Nanny Li was thoughtful and polite, and she was not ashamed and stingy when facing a room full of riches and honors. She was young and well behaved, so she respected her a little more, and said with a smile, "I remember it. I want to Let the men come from a long way, and ask someone to boil boiling water early in the morning, so the uncle and the third master should take a bath first."

Fukang'an nodded, "Mama is considerate. Qingju, take a few girls to my courtyard, find Hongxing, and bring over the clothes made for Shanbao."

Nanny Li and Qingju leaned over and retreated.

Shanbao picked up a bright red plum from the fruit plate, took a bite, gave a sweet compliment, and asked with a smile, "The clothes you said you wanted to give me last time? Are you ready so quickly?"

"They don't dare to procrastinate what my third master Fu wants. After taking a bath in a while, try changing it, and you will know what it means to be full of style." When the water entered the door, he got up and said, "You wash it, I will also change my clothes, and I will come to you in a while."

Fukang'an waved his hand, not to be kind and see him off.Go out to the courtyard, tap your toes lightly, jump to the courtyard wall, turn over and fall down, lift the hem of your clothes, and then walk towards the main room.

The little girl watering the flowers in the courtyard suddenly saw a big living person falling from the sky, she was so frightened that her color changed, and the wooden spoon for scooping water in her hand fell to the ground with a "boom", which wet the hem of the red silk skirt, and opened her mouth About to scream, Fukang'an turned slightly sideways, "What's all the fuss about?"

Bilian picked up the curtain and came out, her face was full of surprise, she said to the little girl, "It's the third master." She hurriedly opened the curtain for Fukang'an.

Qingju and Hongxing smiled, "Third Master, you are back."

"Prepare hot water, I want to take a shower." Fukangan squinted at Qingju, "Have you taken the clothes yet?"

Hong Xing lifted the embroidered handkerchief covering the tea set, poured a cup of warm tea and served it, and said softly, "It's the slaves who are pulling Qing Ju to talk, Qing Ju, you should go there quickly, don't delay the errand."

Bilian said, "Servant, go and ask someone to bring water in."

Fukang'an hurriedly took a shower, changed into clean clothes and climbed over the wall to find Shanbao.

The maids are all sitting and talking in the corridor of the courtyard, their voices are soft and crisp, like a warbler's cry, and the pink shirts, blue shirts, and blue shirts are youthful and lovely.

"Shanbao is inside, didn't you ask you to serve him?"

The maids in the courtyard were led by Qingju, Qingju stood up and said, "Master Shanbao said that he is not used to servants serving, so the servants wait outside. If Master Shanbao has an order, and they squeak inside, the servants will also I can hear you."

Fukangan jumped up the steps and fell asleep through the glass window, but because there was a gauze curtain inside, he couldn't see anything.Qu Zhi tapped and asked, "Shanbao, do you want me to rub your back for you?"

Shanbao was leaning in the steaming tub, and it was Shutai who lazily raised his voice, "No, I'll be done soon." He thought, Fukang'an took a bath too quickly.

There was a hint of laziness in Shanbao's voice, and Fukang's heart was moved by hearing it. He thought that Shanbao must be shy, and he didn't even keep the maid, so he simply pushed the door in. Let Shanbao see his sincerity, maybe once Shanbao is touched, he will be ah...

Fukang'an turned to the door, and pressed his hand on the carved and gold-painted edge of the door...

Qingju leaned on the porch, covered her mouth and smiled, "You don't need to push the third master, Mr. Shanbao is locked inside."

Shanbao splashed the water on his body, listening to the conversation in the yard, he couldn't laugh or cry, this dead Fukang'an, no wonder he urged him to take a bath, it turned out that Anan had no good intentions.

Fukang'an gritted his teeth, wishing he could fly out and kick the door frame to the sky. Shanbao actually guarded him like this, and sat listlessly on the porch watching the thrush singing in the cage.

On the other hand, Qingju kept leading Fukang'an to talk, causing Fukang'an's ears to hurt, and said impatiently, "If you talk too much, whoever gets married will be very annoying in the future."

Qingju was ashamed and angry, stomped her embroidered shoes on the ground, turned around and walked away, under the light pink toothpicking shirt, the green pleated skirt swayed infinitely beautifully.Fukang'an didn't call her as usual, coaxing her to talk, but moved his legs to the back of the porch, leaning his back against the porch pillar, and became dazed.

In the afterglow of the setting sun, half of Fu Kang'an's face was dyed light gold. His handsome face was like a still ink painting, but there was unconcealable worry in his eyes.

Jinzhu brought a peach blossom table to a maid, set some fruit and hot tea, and then retreated knowingly.

There was a light breeze in the courtyard, and the Albizia julibrissin tree hadn't bloomed yet, but there was a faint fragrance of grass and trees.Fukangan closed his eyes gently, as if he could hear the sound of the wind blowing through the tops of the trees.

The door latch inside twitched, Fukang'an immediately opened his eyes, Shanbao wrapped his head with a cloth towel, his pretty face was slightly red in late spring, his eyes were still full of water vapor, his eyelashes were wet and heavy, wet and black The jade-like eyes looked at Fukang'an with a smile, and stretched out his hand, "Come in, I've finished washing."

Fukang'an came forward with a smile, took Shanbao's slightly wet hand, and squeezed it hard, "Don't come out, be careful of catching a cold."

Shanbao knew that Fukang'an was always generous, so he even gave him two cabinets of new clothes, including underwear and socks. He randomly picked out a home-made robe and changed it. The lotus-colored plain weave dark flower silk material is soft and soft, and the key is not fancy. , but there are some embroidered lotus patterns on the collar and cuffs, which are elegant and generous.

Fukang'an nodded, "That's right, his shop's craftsmanship is top-notch."

"The food is also good."

"Your eyesight is good, but the tribute is not good enough." Fukang'an put his arm around Shanbao's shoulders, "The materials outside are tacky, and they are not comfortable to wear. Anyway, I have a lot of these things in my house, and there are new ones every year. Reward it. I asked them to make you even the autumn and winter ones, and they are not ready yet, and they will be delivered in July and August."

After taking a shower, Shanbao's mouth was dry, he poured a cup of tea, moistened his throat and said, "I won't grow taller, don't be small, it's a waste if I can't wear it."

"Don't worry, don't worry," Fukangan drank the remaining half cup in Shanbao's hand. Sure enough, Shanbao's face turned dark again, and he said with a smile, "I asked them to enlarge it, and I will definitely be able to wear it."

Just don't make it clear at first, wait for Shanbao to get used to it, and then tell him the truth. Based on my own conditions, I am not afraid that Shanbao will not be tempted.

Fukang'an's wishful thinking was rattled.

Shanbao helplessly put down the thin-bodied Ru kiln, looked at Fukang'an seriously and said, "You have to get rid of your habit of snatching food from other people's mouths."

"It's okay, I just grab yours, don't worry about it with me."

The blue blood veins on the back of Shanbao's thin white hands are slightly visible, and his slender fingers hold the azure-glazed teapot, with protruding round knuckles, and his wrist is slightly tilted. Another cup of fragrant tea, Shanbao made a treat gesture.

Fukang'an shook his head.

Shanbao picked it up to drink, left half of it behind, looked at Fukang'an, and asked without a word.

Do you still drink?

When Fukang'an went to pick him up, Shanbao suddenly did something that Fukang'an would never forget. He pursed his pink lips, and quickly leaned over to say "Bah bah" to the tea.

Fukang'an shook his hand and almost shattered the name lamp in his hand.

What, what does this mean?

You, you are Tanhualang!

Readers!

You don't think it's insulting to Sven!

The corners of Fukan'an's lips twitched, and he put it down embarrassingly.

Shanbao smiled, picked it up, and drank it without changing his expression.