Wei Boyu is a person who has devoted his whole life to cursive script. If he can endure the cold loneliness of living on Xiaozhu Mountain for decades, he will not have such a gorgeous inner room. These three living yellow mud huts are extremely simple and simple. They are definitely not those arty people who deliberately show off their huts to others, but then lavishly decorate the inner rooms.
After Wei Boyu left, the Wei family took back the small bamboo mountain and thatched hut and returned it to their family. They did not add any more embellishments. Every plant, tree, stone and inkstone were all the same as when Wei Boyu was there, unchanged for hundreds of years.
Now that everyone has entered, they see mud floors and walls, and the reception area in the main hall. Although there are several couches and the materials are made of iron pear wood, which is considered good, the styles are simple and compact. It is obvious that the craftsmanship hired at the beginning is mediocre. It's just made out of makeshift, plain and simple, without any decoration.
In several places, the paint is peeling off and there are obvious signs of repairs.
Looking around, on this side of the hall, the entire wall is covered with mulberry paper, and there are several paintings and calligraphy hanging on it. "Bamboo Mountain Notes" is prominently listed, but they are all imitations. The authentic ones are hidden in the Wei family's library, so they will not be careless. Placed here.
There is a room on the left and right, with a study room in the east. Seeing Song Zaishui's eyes touching it, the smart maid hurriedly moved over and opened the curtain. The books inside were listed on the wall, and several cases were placed in front of the window. The lamps on the cases were newly wiped and shiny. , under the lamp, there is a bamboo slip spread out in half and placed on the table, as if the owner is still there, but he goes out occasionally and will return from time to time.
The east room is a study, and the west room is a bedroom.
Although Wei Boyu was the elder of the three of them a hundred years ago and passed away, Song Zaishui and Wei Changying were both young and delicate-looking girls, so they would not pry into their elders' bedroom.
After sitting in the hall for a while, Song Zaishui drank tea and some snacks, and regained his strength. However, he did not mention the matter of going down the mountain. He looked around and suddenly sighed: "If you can get the tranquility of this mountain, even if you have a hut, a shabby room, and no food, Meat, broken wood into hairpins, self-woven into clothes, such a life, what's wrong with that?"
Wei Chang Ying was told by Mrs. Song to keep an eye on Song Zaishui. Hearing this, his expression changed slightly and he said tentatively: "My cousin may find it novel if I come to a place like this once in a while, but if I stay there for a long time, I'm afraid it will become boring." of."
Song Zaishui said quietly: "I would like to live here for decades, listening to the waves of the bamboo waves every day, but it's a pity..."
"Decades are too long. If my cousin really likes it, let's send someone back to report it to our elders. If we stay here for two or three days, my cousin will probably change her mind." Wei Changying said with a forced smile. She had felt that Song Zaishui had this time. There is something wrong with the sudden proposal to go on a trip. Now that I hear Song Zaishui admiring Wei Boyu's residence back then, I feel more and more strange...
There was a brief silence in the hut, and Song Zaishui said calmly: "Forget it in two or three days, the angel will arrive in Fengzhou soon, how can I delay you?" She closed her eyes, and after a moment, she raised her sleeves. , stood up and said, "Let's go for a walk outside."
Sister Wei Changying looked at each other and naturally agreed with her.
The three yellow mud houses, even with two narrow rooms for servants to live in, were only so big. They turned around in a few steps. Song Zaishui still didn't mention returning to the city and said, "Let's just go to the top of the mountain and have a look."
There is a spring on the top of Xiaozhu Mountain. The water is not very good, but it is still clear.
Wei Changying lowered her head and looked at her own reflection in the small pond formed by the spring water. Because she did not want to attract the attention of passers-by, she and Song Zaishui both chose to wear light colors today. They had lilac-colored wide sleeves and a double-breasted jacket, embroidered with cyan silk thread. Because the summer heat still lingers, she wears an ultramarine tube top with dark embroidered cloud patterns, a water-colored fairy skirt underneath, and an apricot red brocade ribbon tied around her waist. wear.
The water is as clear as a mirror, reflecting her white jade-like face, with eyes like dots of paint and temples like crow's wings. She is truly a beauty.
—My cousin said that after leaving the pavilion, there is no time to be so carefree... I wonder if I will still be able to take photos by the water and be secretly proud of the beautiful shadows in the water after all these years
Song Zaishui, who was standing two steps away from her, was also looking thoughtfully at the bamboo forest across the pond. This Song family's first daughter was not as beautiful as Wei Changying in terms of beauty, but in terms of dignity and dignity, she was the best among them all. The elephant is beyond the reach of Wei Changying.
The mountain breeze blows from the bottom of the sleeves, and the fluttering clothes make the cousins even more like heavenly maidens, as if they want to ride the wind back home.
The waiters around were stunned by the two women's radiant looks and couldn't help but keep silent.
Wei Changfeng and Wei Changying grew up together, and they are direct siblings. They have always treated their cousin Song Zaishui with courtesy - he only tied his hair when he was young, and has always been urged by his elders to study hard. He has studied hard for many years, and has not yet thought about Ai. In his heart, he had no feeling for the scene of two sisters taking photos in the water and complaining about their marriage. However, a few fish swimming happily in the pond aroused his interest. No matter how hard he tried to imitate Gao Shi, Wei Changfeng was still in the dark. He is just a fifteen-year-old boy. Although he studies diligently, he inevitably gets stubborn when he travels. When he sees his two sisters standing on the top of the mountain, they are standing by the water in trance, each surrounded by maids. What's going on? He couldn't help but turn around and asked Wei Qing in a low voice: "Maybe third brother got the fishing rod?"
Wei Qing ranks third among his peers. Although he is now a bodyguard for Wei Changfeng and wants to call Wei Changfeng "Fifth Young Master", Wei Changfeng inherited the training from the court at a young age and is very kind to him and always takes care of him. Calling him third brother in the name of the family can be regarded as a way of gaining closeness.
Wei Qing has been following Wei Changfeng for two or three years, and he knows the temperament of this young master. He glanced across the pond and immediately knew what Wei Changfeng was thinking. The corner of his mouth curled up slightly, and then he said seriously: "I'm afraid there is something wrong with this mountain. No, but it can be made fresh.”
... When the family goes on a trip, the servants are always well prepared. Wei Qing asked for a sewing needle, and Xinli immediately offered the needle bag. He found a stone by the pond, bent a sewing needle on it, and then took a few strands of silk thread and twisted it. Wei Qing tried it and found that his strength was about the same. He went to cut down a green bamboo nearby and a fishing rod was enough.
Wei Changfeng breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his two sisters were still there in a daze and didn't seem to be leaving immediately. He dug out earthworms from the wetland beside the pond and threaded them through a needle. He found a taller stone, lifted up his robe and sat down. Start fishing triumphantly.
"Is there a fish here?" Song Zaishui didn't know whether she had come to her senses or was paying attention to Wei Changfeng's behavior before. Wei Changfeng just sat down. She suddenly turned her eyes and asked gently across the pond.
Wei Changfeng was staring at the fish in the pond with all his concentration. When he heard this, his hand shook, and he scared away the fish that had just come close to him. Without regrets, he stood up awkwardly and said, "My cousin is right."
- He was ordered to accompany his two sisters on a trip, but he ended up being distracted fishing here. Although Mrs. Song would not necessarily tell him about such a trivial matter after knowing about it, Wei Changfeng, who always valued etiquette, still felt a little guilty and looked at what he had just taken. When I got the fishing rod in my hand, I wanted to throw it down but was reluctant to let it go, so I had to hold it weakly. I didn't know what to say to Song Zaishui, but Song Zaishui said: "It's interesting. I'll do it too. The needle is ready... I'll pick the root." Decent fishing rod.”
At this time, Wei Changying was also awakened and said casually: "I'll go too."
"Go over there. You're strong, and I'll pick out the ones with thinner roots." Song Zaishui heard this, but turned around and smiled at her, saying, "I'm afraid the bamboos here are not suitable for you."
Wei Changying glanced at the direction she was heading. It was indeed a piece of thin bamboo, but it was too thin for her wrist strength, so he smiled and said, "Okay."
only…
After taking only two steps, Wei Changying suddenly felt something was wrong - such a thin bamboo body was not as thick as his little finger. How could he catch fish? Song Zaishui is a weak nephew Xianxian, but... a fishing rod as thick as a little finger can't be lifted, right? It’s not as thick as a little finger, so even if an ordinary-sized fish bites the hook, it may not be able to be lifted up? What kind of fishing rod can be made from bamboo branches like that
Thinking of this, her heart jumped for no reason and she turned around!
The sudden movement surprised Midoriya and others who were following behind!
But before he could say anything to them, Wei Changying took a deep breath, picked up his skirt, and quickly chased Song Zaishui!
Song Zaishui took the maid with him. At this time, Kankan walked to the edge of the bamboo forest. When she heard the footsteps, she not only did not stop, but walked quickly into the forest! Seeing this situation, Wei Changying knew something was wrong. She suddenly shouted: "Chun Jing, Xia Jing, stop my cousin!"
Chun Jing and Xia Jing only felt that their master was walking a little faster... But maybe the master was aroused by the fishing situation of Master Wei Wu and couldn't wait to choose a suitable fishing rod? When she heard Wei Changying's shout, she was not Wei Changying's maid after all. She was stunned for a moment in response to Miss Wei's order. At this moment, she saw Song Zaishui who had stepped into the forest, and suddenly her whole body She felt weak and seemed to reach out to the side to help her, but the thin bamboo forest she chose was not as thick as the girl's little finger and could not play a supporting role at all. Instead, Song Zaishui bent down deeply as he fell. !
Song Zaishui, who had failed to hold him up, fell to the ground as a matter of course!
"Miss?!" Chun Jing and Xia Jing were thinking about whether to follow Wei Changying's wishes. They were both shocked when they saw this situation - although the terrain of this bamboo forest is gentle, the slope is not steep, and the ground is covered with bamboo leaves. It's very soft, but it's also a bamboo forest! Under the bamboo leaves, there are old bamboo sticks, sharp rocks and gravel, and thin bamboo branches that were accidentally blown off...
Don't think these things were nothing when they were stepped on, but Song Zaishui, who fell down now - with his beautiful face, how could he withstand even a scratch on the edge of a bamboo leaf? !
The two maids rushed to catch up, but they were already one step behind Song Zaishui. When the guard chief Ying shouted, they were half a step behind due to thinking. How could it be so easy to catch up now
Seeing that Song Zaishui was about to fall to the ground, Chun Jing and Xia Jing both looked ashen! In front of them, the daughter of the daughter fell down and was already punished. In this messy bamboo forest, if Song Zaishui really hurt her appearance, the Song family would not even mention her identity as the future crown princess. I will spare them!
Just when the maid was desperate, she saw a man flying past the two of them, almost pounced on Song Zaishui, suddenly hugged her, twisted her waist, and pulled her halfway around. With a thud, Song Zaishui leaned into Wei Changying's arms. The two cousins fell to the ground in the bamboo forest together. Wei Changying, who was lying on his back, hissed, as if he was injured. Song Zaishui also let out a short cry of surprise. For a moment - this sudden change made all the waiters a little overwhelmed and at a loss. After a pause, they all rushed forward: "Hurry and help the lady up!"
When Wei Changying ordered Chun Jing and Xia Jing to stop Song Zaishui, Wei Changfeng looked over in surprise. Now that something happened in the bamboo forest, he was not in the mood to fish. He even threw the fishing rod into the pond in panic. . When he rushed to the edge of the forest, he saw that his sister and cousin were both unable to get up on their own, and had to be carefully supported by several maids before they could get up. Wei Changfeng was shocked and angry, and cursed Lvfang, Chunjing and others for their poor service. After cursing a few words, he saw that Wei Changying's face was pale and he was stroking his lower back. Song Zaishui, his cousin who was said to have been rescued by Wei Changying, also had his lips trembling. His left arm drooped inconspicuously, and his whole body could not help but tremble. !
Wei Changfeng gasped - he was the person that Mrs. Song had high hopes for after all. Although something unexpected happened, he quickly calmed down after being shocked. He ordered people to go down the mountain to call the doctor, and asked the two of them if they could still walk. , if possible, move to the hut below first, and wait until the doctor is called in to take a look before making the decision to leave.
After hearing what he had done, Wei Changying nodded with a pale face and said with a slightly trembling voice: "That's it."
Seeing her like this, Wei Changfeng had a look of panic on his face. He didn't care about the demeanor of a so-called famous disciple, and sternly ordered Wei Qing: "Third brother, go and ask the doctor yourself! Hurry!" He knew his sister well. Wei Changying has always been domineering and arrogant. She also practiced martial arts since she was a child. Her tolerance for pain is much higher than ordinary people. Now that she is in such pain, she must be seriously injured!
Siblings, Wei Changying is about to meet her husband's elders again, how can Wei Changfeng not be anxious
Wei Qing understood the importance and nodded solemnly: "I will ride the young master's horse back to the city!" Wei Changfeng's horse is naturally the best and fastest. (To be continued)