The little girl has a pure heart, and in her eyes, Boss Su is no different from ordinary people. She will appreciate him purely because of his appearance, and because of his close temperament. All her reactions to Manager Su were because of him, not his identity. Every word of praise and every look in her eyes came from the heart. That's why Manager Su treats her differently.
"Mr. Su, this place is backed by mountains and facing the sea. The environment is beautiful and the feng shui is excellent. After Mr. Su retires, you can come and take care of yourselves." Seeing that Su Ran liked this sea very much, Yu Xiaocao rolled her eyes, narrowed her eyes and smiled Said, "Mr. Su, shall I write you a poem?"
Su Ran turned her head with a gentle smile, glanced at her, and said, "Oh? You can also compose poetry?"
"Don't underestimate me, anyway, I have been studying with my scholar brother for two years!" Yu Xiaocao rolled her petite eyes and cleared her throat:
"Be a happy man from tomorrow on
Feed the horses, chop wood, and travel the world
From tomorrow, care about food and vegetables
I have a house, facing the sea, spring is warm and flowers are blooming
…
Give every river and every mountain a warm name
Stranger, I also bless you
wish you a bright future
May your lover be married
May you find happiness in this world
I just want to face the sea, the spring is warm and the flowers are blooming... "
Zhu Junyang took a breath quietly, resisted the desire to laugh, tried his best to maintain a cold expression on his face, slightly twitched the corner of his mouth, and said, "Xiaocao, are you sure you are poetry?"
"You are a rough man, can you understand the artistic conception of poetry?" Yu Xiaocao cast a contemptuous look. This is a lyric poem by Hai Zi, a modern poet who has been recited for a long time in previous lives, expressing the poet's yearning for happiness but loneliness and desolation. It fit Su Ran's state of mind at this time.
He nodded lightly and said: "Although the poems written by Xiaocao girl are closer to long and short sentences in form, they are more free than long and short sentences. The artistic conception in the poems is clear and profound, clear and implicit, free and dignified and rich. It is indeed rare. Good words."
Facing the Ocean, Spring and Blossom. What a beautiful longing, maybe this is the ordinary little warmth that he longs for in his heart, but he will never be able to achieve it? Su Ran took one last look at the calm sea, turned around and walked slowly up the mountain along the stone steps.
How many favored eunuchs in history can retire smoothly? Most of them took the blame for the emperor and the infamy of bewitching the majesty, and they didn't even have a place to be buried after death. The emperor is still young, wise and loving, but what about the future? Hearts are fickle, who knows! Facing the sea, spring is warm and flowers are blooming, maybe it can only be the only yearning in his heart
"Mr. Su, I think you are more like a hermit. In the Jielu Mountain, facing the sea, there is a peach blossom in front of the door, and a guqin under the blossom..." Yu Xiaocao was moved by the scene she described. ah! A figure like a banished fairy, playing the piano under the burning peach blossoms, his long hair blown by the breeze, flowing clothes and petals flying all over the sky... What a wonderful picture.
Su Ran stepped on the steps quietly, step by step very slowly, as if this way she could get closer to the peaceful and indifferent life she imagined, and closer to the beauty in his heart. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly, as if he was no longer the chief executive in charge of the imperial guards, turning his hands into clouds and rain, who could set off a bloody storm in a moment, but a hidden mountain forest with flowers A jug of wine in the room, like a hermit lying drunk in the peach forest...
In the Xishan courtyard of Prince Jing's mansion, Su Ran paid a visit to Concubine Jing, drank the tea made by Xiaocao herself, and then stopped staying and got up to say goodbye. He was afraid that if he stayed a little longer, his reluctance to leave would deepen... Perhaps, it was time to cultivate a successor for himself.
Before leaving Dongshan Village, he stood in front of the snow-white horse without a trace of hair, handed Yu Xiaocao a jade pendant with a smile, and said gently: "When you arrive in the capital, if you encounter difficulties that cannot be solved, you can take this jade pendant. Go to Donglaiju Winery. As long as I can help, I will definitely not refuse!"
Yu Xiaocao took the jade pendant with a smile. It was a very ordinary Pisces pendant with a small "Su" engraved on the back. It should be Mr. Su's seal, right? Mr. Su is the chief steward who must be used by the emperor. With him covering him, he can walk sideways in the capital!
"Thank you, Mr. Su, this is the peach blossom wine brewed by my family, and the peach blossom tea I made myself. If you don't dislike it, take it and taste it!" , the taste of these self-brewed teas that can nourish your health and beauty is not bad. Gift giving is no longer expensive, but sincere, isn't it
Of course Su Ran didn't dislike it, he smiled and said: "Who in Beijing doesn't know that the peach blossom tea from the General's Mansion is fragrant, sweet and mellow, and can beautify and remove freckles. It is said that the pregnancy spots on Mrs. Fang's face are due to drinking this tea And it was completely removed, and the whole person seemed to be a few years younger, and his complexion was much better. It turns out that this peach blossom tea, which is hard to buy with a thousand dollars, was made by Miss Xiaocao herself!"
Yu Xiaocao didn't know that the peach blossom tea she asked her godfather to bring to her godmother caused such a big commotion in the capital. Besides being happy, I'm also glad that the godmother didn't tell others about the origin of the peach blossom tea, otherwise she wouldn't have a peaceful life here!
As soon as she looked up and saw Mr. Su's playful gaze, she cleared her throat and said, "This peach blossom tea is not only good for beautifying the skin, it can also dredge the meridians and replenish qi and blood... There is also this peach blossom wine, drink a small amount each morning and evening. Cup, although it cannot be said to cure all diseases, it is not far behind!"
"Okay! Miss Cao's wish, Su Ran sincerely accepts it. From now on, I will follow Miss Cao's instructions and take a cup in the morning and evening." Although Su Ran is still skeptical about the efficacy of the girl's words, she instinctively feels that , drinking this peach blossom wine is only good and not bad.
After sending Su Ran away, Xiaocao went back and hurriedly packed her things and went to Beijing. Naturally, Zhu Junyang would not let it go, and stayed by his side the whole time, for fear that the little girl would be worried.
Xiaocao learned from the little county king that it was a good thing to go to Beijing this time, although she felt a little uneasy, compared to her father Yu Hai, she was still calmer and calmer. After all, she was also someone who had been in the palace and met the emperor and queen. Oh, by the way, there is also the Supreme Emperor, that greedy and cute little old man. It's just that she was a little bit wrong when the time came, I believe the emperor and queen would not be too serious, after all, she was the one who helped the little prince!
He got off his horse in front of the general's mansion, and the porter saw Xiaocao's figure, and hurried to report to his wife. After a period of turmoil, Mrs. Fang, followed by Pearl and Linglong, led the maids and women in her yard, and a large group of people came out.
Yu Xiaocao stepped forward to greet her godmother, but was hugged by Mrs. Fang, patted her on the back lightly twice, and cursed: "You cruel little girl, let you go to Beijing to follow the murderer!" It’s like I missed you! Every time I just bring something, no matter how many things I bring, it’s not as good as you kissing me in front of me! I miss me so much!”
Xiaocao's eyes were hot, and when she saw her godmother's eyes were red, she hurriedly said to the chubby little boy who was being held by the nanny behind Mrs. Fang, "Oh! This is our little Linlin, right? They are so big Yes! He looks really handsome, but fortunately he doesn't look like a godfather... "
Fang Haolin's little friend, has been curiously looking at the little girl who is being held in his mother's arms, and when she sees her looking over, he turns his head away with some recognition.
"Still talking! The last time you saw your younger brother was on his first birthday, and now he's almost two years old, and I just saw you as an older sister again. Look, little Linlin doesn't even recognize you!! "The wife Fang was full of resentment, and she gave her daughter a hard look. She didn't see this girl once in a year or so, if she didn't bring back some food from time to time, she would have thought that this girl had forgotten about her as a godmother!
"Hey! I admit my mistake, can't I? This time, I brought you peach blossom wine and a few catties of peach blossom tea. If you can't finish drinking it, you can give it to your wife and girlfriend who are usually close friends. There are also the ones grown last year. Peach, I have grown a lot this year. Because it is not easy to bring here, I only brought a small basket, and I carried it on my back on the way, for fear that others would break it if they are rough. Made it into a can, enough for you to eat for a whole year!" Yu Xiaocao presented the peaches with a flattering tone, as if offering a treasure.
The peach plant in the backyard of Yu's family, although it was a wild peach dug from the mountain, couldn't hold back her watering Lingshi water every day. Not only did the flowers bloom beautifully, but the peaches also grew big. The pink peach is as big as an adult's fist, exudes a seductive fragrance, and also carries aura that is beneficial to the human body.
Fang Haolin's little friend, perhaps because he drank the spirit stone water that Xiaocao gave him when he was a child, is more sensitive to this kind of spiritual energy. He immediately turned his head and stared at the peach in Xiaocao's hand without blinking his eyes. Yu Xiaocao washed the peaches with the spirit stone water in the water bag, and sent them to the little guy.
Fang Haolin shyly glanced at the young lady who was both familiar and unfamiliar, and a shy smile slowly formed on the corner of his mouth. He first looked at Tao Zi fixedly, neither saying yes nor no, just watching.
Slowly, as if tempted by the fragrance of peaches, I slowly stretched out my little paws. One small hand couldn't reach it, but even the other one was stretched out, and the two hands held Tao Zi in his arms, and the sweetness of the smile rose two notches.
Only now did Mrs. Fang realize that King Yang was following her, and hurriedly stepped forward to greet her, Zhu Junyang stopped her, and said with a smile: "Mrs. Fang, you don't need to be too polite! Xiaocao will go to the palace tomorrow to face the saint, so I will rest early today. Come pick her up!"
He sent away King Yang and settled Yu Hai in the outer courtyard. Yesterday, Fang Zizhen also came back, and now he was called by the emperor to the palace for questioning. When he came back in a while, the two brothers had a good drink.
Xiaocao and Mrs. Fang were surrounded and entered the inner courtyard. Fang Haolin's little friend kept holding a big peach in his hand, sniffing it with his nose, but didn't eat it. When they arrived at the inner courtyard, the maids and mothers-in-law all dispersed after seeing the ceremony, leaving only Wutong and loquat to stay by Xiaocao's side to wait on them.