The bear child of the Red Chamber, Jia Cong

It is said that Yang An mistook Liu Xianglian and Qin Keqing's son as a member of the Da Nei Liu family, and he hit too hard during the fight, and the child's ribs were broken on the spot.Coincidentally, I met Liu Zhuang to help his sister go to the Forbidden City to deliver things to her boyfriend, and when he heard Yang An mention his own home, he also beat him up a dozen times in the name of a martial arts competition.Yang An must not be scolded by the elders in turn.His uncle hadn't come back yet, so at night Lin Daiyu and his wife led him to Liu's house to make amends.

Liuzhuang is Jarvis's personal soldier, so he naturally followed.The two met again at Lin's house, and Yang An quietly pulled Liu Zhuang to explain that they would compete again tomorrow.Liu Zhuang refused straight away: "No time."

Lin Daiyu scolded: "You hurt Tong'er, we can't bear it, let alone feel bad. You still have time to compete? Where did your heart go?"

Jarvis also said: "You are the commander. Leading troops and deploying them well, and knowing how to use them well are all important. Martial arts are not as important as these. Everyone in the Liu family is busy and has no time to compete with you every day. Don't think that you are still You are young, and the days go by in the blink of an eye. It is serious to see more while you are in the capital to gain insight." Yang An answered honestly.

Then they went to Liu's house together.Zuo just asked Yang An to admit his mistake and pay for it.Although Qin Keqing was annoyed, she couldn't really do anything to him.On the contrary, Liu Xianglian was happy, and said to his daughter-in-law: "Let him learn martial arts when he was young, but he is very lazy. Is it a disadvantage? This time I met Yang An, and I don't know what will happen when I meet someone else next time. Wait for him to recover. I'll catch him to learn martial arts, so don't stop him!"

Qin Keqing also found out that her son's skills were not as good as others, and sighed: "Forget it, I won't stop it, you just don't hurt him by training."

Liu Xianglian waved her hand and said, "There's nothing so weak."

This matter is temporary.A few people talked about the Palace Museum without realizing it.Seeing Yang An's listless look, Liu Xianglian asked him how he was doing in the Forbidden City.Yang An said: "I just arrived at the Taimiao."

Liu Xianglian said, "I'll go tomorrow."

Yang An asked: "Is the little emperor still there? Let's see what he looks like tomorrow. I have grown up so much, I have seen many foreign emperors, but I have never seen a Chinese emperor."

Qin Keqing said: "The one in the palace is pretending. He has really gone out." Yang An was curious and asked where the real little saint was.Qin Keqing wrote him an address.

The next day, Yang An wandered around the camp, explained some matters to his soldiers, and went to see the emperor at the address Qin Keqing gave.

Today's saint is the fifth son of the Supreme Emperor, who has been out of the palace for two years.With the help of the eunuch and his mother's natal family, he opened a cosmetics shop to make ends meet.Zhifen Fangzi originally belonged to the palace, and the people who helped with the work were also people from the palace. The things were good, and the business was also quite good.Yang An didn't pay much attention to his clothes, and he didn't bring any casual clothes for this march.The clothes he wore yesterday were washed in the evening and dried in the morning, so he put them on again.Nai Huang wandered around looking at makeup in the shop of the emperor's house.It's a pity that all the busy people inside are the buddies, and I didn't see the owner.

As a pirate, the most sensitive.Yang An suddenly felt a sight behind him, looked around quickly, and suddenly saw a monk looking at him.The monk was seven feet tall, black and fat, seeing that Yang An didn't look away, instead he sized him up more wantonly.Yang An's eyebrows twitched slightly: Monk visiting a makeup shop?Is it Monk Hua?The monk's figure flashed, and he walked into the back of the shop - he was a practitioner.

After waiting for half a day, the monk didn't come out, and the feeling of being watched came again.Yang An decided to go back and tell Jarvis about it.Since I came to the powder shop, I at least picked two boxes for Master.He didn't know much about cosmetics either, so he looked around for a few times and bought a box of each of the three or four most expensive cosmetics.When checking out, a man dressed as a waiter came out from the back of the shop, he looked less than 50 years old, and told the accountant: "The shopkeeper is looking for you, let me come." The accountant put down his abacus and left.Yang An pretended to be a normal person and waited to settle the score.Yang An has a good memory.He recognized the old man as soon as he came out: this was one of the eunuchs guarding the gate of the Taimiao yesterday; he was not there when he entered.

While doing the calculations, the old man jokingly said, "Did you buy it for your sweet wife?"

"No." Yang An said, "Recently, I live in someone's house and give gifts to the hostess. I also don't know how to buy women's things. I happened to see this shop when I was walking around today."

"So that's how it is." The old man smiled, "No wonder the uncle only picks expensive ones." Yang An chuckled.After paying the bill, the old man smiled again, "It's just makeup, it's not convenient for a foreigner to give it to the hostess."

Yang An was taken aback: "Huh?" He really didn't know about this.

The old man whispered: "It's meant to be a joke."

"Ah?!" Yang An was really taken aback, his voice became much louder.After a while, he pulled the old man and asked in a low voice, "Then... what should I give?"

The old man shook his head: "Since you are a male guest, you should not give these family gifts unless you are an old woman."

Yang An rubbed the back of his head: whoever dares to say that Lin Daiyu is an old woman must be thrown out of the country of Yan. "Then... living for free and not giving me something... isn't that good."

"Only for the hostess." The old man said, "Since ancient times, there has never been a reason for a male guest to send things or makeup to the hostess. If you don't have enough money, it's good to buy some snacks."

Yang An immediately said: "There is no shortage of money!"

The old man said: "Since there is no shortage of money, gold and jade artifacts and antique ornaments are all good."

Yang An bit his lower lip, and muttered: "Those things can't be eaten or used, Baba is here..."

The old man persuaded: "Everyone in the world is like this, you just follow the convention."

Yang An frowned, looked at those makeup powders and said, "How to deal with these things? Could it be that you go to the kiln to send the kiln sister?"

The old man smiled and said: "It's a good deal." Yang An shrugged and picked up the makeup bag.When he was about to turn around but he didn't, the old man said again, "I heard the voice of the uncle, it looks like a man from the capital, but not too much."

Yang An said with a smile: "I'm a foreigner. I lived in the capital for two or three years when I was young, and then moved to the Malay country in Nanyang with my father."

The old man sized him up for a moment: "Master looks like a military man. The villain thought he was from the Imperial Forest Army. Has he already moved to Nanyang?"

Yang An was slightly startled: "You are always winking. I am indeed a soldier. I am here on a business trip."

"Tolerance?" The old man thought for a while, "Could it be that you came here to protect your country's envoy?"

"No." Yang An said casually, "The two ** have an exchange of events. Later, we will practice a few battles with your Yan State soldiers and horses in actual combat exercises."

The old man wondered: "There is such a thing? I have never heard of it before."

Yang An said with a smile: "There will be more and more in the future. With more business exchanges between the two countries, there will naturally be more contacts. There are many Yan-made objects on the streets of our country, but they are not as exquisite as yours."

"Oh..." The old man nodded slowly.

Yang An smiled, took the bag and left.

Just after going out and jumping on the horse, the feeling of being watched came again.Yang An pretended not to check, just wandering on the street.I dodged a few times on the way, and found that the fat black monk was following me.Wander around until noon, find a restaurant to order a few small dishes and drink for yourself.After he was full and came out of the restaurant, the weather couldn't be hotter at the moment, so he asked the buddy at the door of the restaurant where the nearest flower house was.

The waiter asked, "What kind of flower house is the guest officer going to?"

Yang An said: "It can escape the heat. Your capital city is too hot, even hotter than our island."

The man said: "It's only hot for a few days, and it will be fine after a while." Then he picked a flower house with a water pavilion on the left and pointed the way carefully, and finally asked, "Where is the guest from?"

"I'm from the Malay country of Nanyang." Yang An said, "Our officer said that our island has a tropical climate, and your capital has a temperate climate. The temperate zone is hotter than the tropical zone."

The man smiled and said, "I don't understand what is warm and hot. There is a water pavilion in the backyard of Huancai Pavilion, and there is an ice basin in sister Yao's house." Yang An thanked him with his hand, grabbed the powder bag, jumped on the horse and ran.

Arriving at Huancai Pavilion, the old bustard was drowsy, but when he saw the guest officer coming, he immediately woke up and greeted him with a smile.Without waiting for her to greet, Yang An said bluntly: "It's going to be very hot right now, sir. Prepare a cool room for the master, accompanied by two fresh girls who don't wear heavy makeup, and another one who can play the piano will play a few quiet tunes to cool off the heat." .”

The old bustard hurriedly asked, "Is the uncle ready to eat?"

"Use it." Yang An said, "No wine, serve a pot of good tea. It's too hot." The old bustard agreed, turned around to arrange a few words, and personally led Yang An to the waterside pavilion behind.

At present, the business of Zihualou is slow, and Yang An can only choose from various houses.So he chose a room, which was sandwiched under two big willow trees, and the four sides were ventilated and very cool.The old bustard was praising Yang An for his wink, when two fans came in.The two were only wearing blue and white two-color gauze clothes, light makeup and no jewelry.Yang An nodded, pointing to the paper bag casually left on the desk: "Here, I bought some cosmetics first, you can choose two boxes to play with." The two fans thanked him, took out the cosmetic box from the bag, Immediately surprised - they know the price of these makeup powder.The look in Yang An's eyes suddenly changed.The old bustard became more and more joyful, calling for an ice basin to be brought in.

Not long after, the ice basin, tea and snacks, and Qin Niang all came.Yang An also cooled down a bit, laughed and ate tea and listened to the music, and soon fell asleep on the couch.The old bustard poked her head outside, beckoned someone to go out, gave her instructions for a long time, and then sent her in again.

Yang An slept for half an hour, woke up leisurely, and stretched comfortably.Fantou hurried over to serve.Yang An lazily teased them.A fan inquired about his origin, and Yang An casually said.Both fans were curious: "What does Nanyang look like? Is it where cocoa tea is produced?"

Yang An said with a smile: "Nanyang is much simpler than your place, and it has only gotten better in recent years. Cocoa tea is indeed one of our pillar industries." At this moment, the feeling of being spied on came again.The eyes slipped quietly around, and half a figure was slightly pressed by the west window.Then he briefly talked about the local conditions and customs of Nanyang, which made Fantou Qinniang startled.

A fan asked, "Your uncle is in the cocoa tea business?"

"No." Yang An said with a smile, "I am a soldier."

"So it's Lord Jun~~ Lord Jun, do you use fire and guns?"

"Yes! But you are not allowed to take it out of the camp, or I will show you."

"Oh, we really envy that. It would be great if the military master can bring it out. The military master is from Nanyang, why did he come to the capital?"

The two fans talked to each other, obviously repeating Yang An's words.Yang An just did not investigate, chatting with them half-truthfully.After a while, Yang An mentioned that he went to the Political Affairs Hall yesterday to handle errands.The two fans looked at each other, and one said: "I heard that the Zhengshitang is near the imperial palace, but is it true?"

Yang An's heart moved, and he shook his body triumphantly: "Really. I went in for a stroll yesterday."

Fantou exclaimed: "Master Jun has entered the palace?"

Yang An was taken aback: "No! I went to your military department and opened a list, and then I went in."

Fantou said in unison: "Impossible! It's really eight thousand silver per person."

Yang An spread his hands: "I really went in with a list. No one asked me for money."

Fantou admired it for a long time, and asked, "Master Jun, I think you finished visiting the Forbidden City?"

Yang An thought to himself: Is there such a cliché, it's too unnatural.I also roughly guessed the reason.That fat black monk was in the same group as the old buddy in the rouge shop.Even people who are not saints must have something to do with him.The old man was among the group of eunuchs at the gate of the Taimiao yesterday.Because he has no beard and his voice is not high-pitched, Yang An is not sure if he is a real eunuch or a pretend eunuch.Anyway, he didn't see himself entering the Taimiao, but saw himself leaving the Taimiao with the brothers and sisters of the Liu family.He must have told his friends about that last night.Because he was wearing the same clothes as yesterday, and his appearance was similar to what the old man said, the monk looked at himself for a while in the makeup shop, and then went back to find the old man for verification.That being the case, they won't know who they are.

The ability of these two fans to talk is not very good, it is obvious that they are not meticulous.The fat black monk followed him, probably a temporary fan hired by him.Yang Ansui smiled bitterly and said, "I just started shopping, and I ran into a kid. Looking at him and listening to him talk, he looks like a practicing family boy. My hands were itchy, so I invited him to compete. Who knew he couldn't help hitting so hard, and the first move was so good Let me break the bone. I really didn't know he was so useless! No real ability to pretend to be a big garlic! The bone shatters like porcelain."

Fantou complimented him for a long time, the military master is heroic and majestic.One said: "Master Jun is so capable that he can serve as the Imperial Forest Army in the capital."

Yang Anhaoxuan couldn't help laughing.Needless to say, the researcher under Director Qin's team probably spread the story of Liu Zhuang's defeat to the Forbidden City, and the real and fake eunuchs already knew about it.The black fat monk probably wanted to test himself if he would brag for face.Nai shook his head with a sullen face and said: "No. You are still the Imperial Forest Army. I fought with an Imperial Forest Army more than a dozen times yesterday, but I didn't win him once. That kid is white and tender, and his martial arts skills are very good. I am very convinced." Fantou comforted him after hearing this.Yang An tutted, "He is a sergeant! Such a high martial arts is a sergeant!"

I thought the fans would ask what a sergeant is, but they started asking about Yang An's money again.Yang Annai said: "The military pay in our Malay country should be higher than that of yours here." Fantou wanted to ask more questions, but Yang An stopped talking and just asked Qin Niang to play the piano.Fantou looked at each other and stopped talking, and everyone listened to the piano together.It was only half a song, and the half of the figure outside the west window had disappeared.