Cups and bottles are ups and downs with first-rate water, turning around and turning back again. Where did the colorful butterflies dance together on the piano, lightly chasing the smell of fragrance and drunkenness.
Warm day, Furong Garden, by the Qujiang Pool.
Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan finally had time to gather with their relatives, bring various cooking utensils, choose a good location, and a woman in the inner courtyard plays the piano and flute lightly.
The two laughed and talked to their parents and grandparents about recent events. A few little guys ran around, occasionally coming over to take a bite, then turned around and played around again, even Zhang Xiaohai, who is usually relatively silent. Become a child.
At a distance of 200 meters, the entire circle was guarded by members of the five-hundred seedling guards. No one was allowed to approach. Even if the royal garden is open to the outside world today, ordinary people shouldn’t think of Zhang Wang’s house. When watching and playing, no one makes sense with them one by one.
Even so, the person in charge of the Furong Garden was also very scared, and he arranged a layer of guards outside. If something happened to this house, he wouldn’t have enough heads to cut. According to what he meant, he would give the entire Furong Garden. It's sealed, but the people in the Zhang family's family are definitely doing too much now, and they have never agreed.
"Mother, how do you usually take care of it? Tell your child, if you see if you can produce a new product or a new maintenance method, build a beauty salon and you will definitely make money. If you don’t believe me, ask people who come in outside to play. Do you look like my sister?"
When Zhang Xiaobao rubbed his grandma's legs, he didn't forget to talk to his mother. After a few words came out, Zhang Wang snorted and glared at his son.
"The mouth has become flowery, go and talk to the cuckoo."
"No, to be honest, if you don't believe me, ask my father, my mother is getting younger and younger, what can I do? It seems that I have to find a way to make men not age too fast."
Zhang Xiaobao continued to coax Zhang Wangshi. Zhang Wangshi knew that it was fake, but he was still happy when he heard it. He looked at his son distressedly and said, “Don’t worry about everything. The world is so big. Mother is happy, and there is cuckoo, but you can’t bully, or mother won’t forgive you, cuckoo, come, come to mother, tell your mother, did Xiaobao bully you?"
Wang Juan was embroidering there, and he leaned in and said with a smile: "I'm bullied, it's a terrible bully, isn't it Xiaobao?"
"Why don't you tell the truth, I'm still looking at the moon, and I make good food for you every day. Human, you have to be a little conscientious, mother, don't listen to her nonsense." Zhang Xiaobao hurriedly hugged.
"Mother naturally believes in cuckoo, cuckoo, let mother take a good look, talk to mother, Xiaobao, you go to your father, the Ministry of Engineering is busy recently, don't make your father tired."
Zhang Wang's hug Wang Juan, drove away Zhang Xiaobao, and chatted with his future in-laws.
Beckham was crazy for a while, watching other people play the piano, he was also carried one, and it was placed on the river bank far away from his family. The protection circle was already out of the circle. The guard had to separate a few more, not too far away. Stare at the place to avoid accidents.
Belle pulled Xiaoyuan over, played a few times on the piano, and turned to look at Xiaoyuan, "Is there that feeling of harmony in the piano?"
When Xiaoyuan was pulled in, he was reciteting poems with his grandparents. He planned to show off, but was interrupted by Beckham. His mood was obviously not very good. He mumbled, "Yes, goodness, E'e, like Taishan." ."
"Tarzan? I didn't think of a place that far away. I watched the butterfly bomb. It seems that you and I still can't communicate like brothers and sisters." Beckham headed away regretfully.
Xiao Yuan was about to cry and was really guilty. "Xiaobei, after discussing it, is it okay not to learn how to speak from an adult? You have a heart-to-heart connection? You have to make moves that make me communicate. I thought you were schooling the piano."
"You're just like an adult. I'm not young. I'm looking for someone with the same mind. I don't want you." Beckham stood up angrily, staring at a place by the river where there are a few big rocks, among them A little boy sat on a piece, looking at the water, not knowing what he was thinking.
Beibei gave Xiaoyuan a triumphant look, and even if he ran away, Xiaoyuan followed the way of an adult, patted his forehead, and told the guards behind him, "Come on, don't fall into the water, I'll go back with Grandpa, forget it. I'd better follow."
Xiaobei ran to the stone and curiously looked at the little boy sitting there watching the water. She couldn't estimate the age, so she decided to treat herself as her sister for the time being.
So he asked: "Hey, little brother, what do you look at?"
The little boy was startled by the sudden sound, turned his head and looked at Xiaobei vigilantly. He saw that Xiaobei was a girl, which was slightly better, but he didn't speak, obviously not as mature as Xiaobei and the others.
"Speak, tell my sister to give you good food. My sister has candy here. Tell my sister, is there something fun in the water?" Beckham took out the candy from her bag and stuffed it and asked.
When the little boy saw the candy, he happily reached out to take it, and said sadly: "Father doesn't want me, and mother doesn't want it."
"Hey? How did you know? Your father told you himself?" Beckham asked suspiciously.
"Daddy finished the spring exam... Chun..."
"Chun Wei."
"Well, Chunwei, I want to be an official here and be with other women every day. I want my mother to ask Daddy to find him, but Daddy won't agree." The little boy sadly said the reason to Xiaobei.
Xiaobei nodded and asked, "Brother, how old are you?"
"Six, six years old."
"That's a false year. You promise to be younger than me. Sister, what kind of girl is your father with? Sister help you find a way, Xiao Yuan, come here and listen. Something has happened. My younger brother has been bullied. ."
Beckham blurs the matter of age, still being a sister, turning around and beckoning to Xiaoyuan.
Xiao Yuan walked two steps quickly, frowned, changed from the soft look in front of Beckham, and said with a calm face, "Don't recognize your relatives casually, what identity do you do not know? In case of being used by others, brothers and sisters will have to worry. , Born in a family like ours, can’t be like a child all day long."
"I know, that little brother, what kind of woman is your father with?" Beckham pursed his mouth and turned to ask the little boy again.
How can a little boy talk and think like Xiaoyuan Xiaobei, so he can only think hard by himself, and whispered back: "I have money, my father is the owner of Wan, Wan..., a woman came to my father and gave it to me Daddy drinks wine, has delicious dishes, and wears new clothes. Over there, I play the piano and drink, and I ran out by myself."
The little boy stretched his finger towards the lower reaches of Qujiang River when he was being transformed, as if he was about to cry.
Xiaobei nodded: "Then tell your father, let him do things well, and pick up your mother."
"Say, say, dad said, he is the lord..."
"Master book, right?"
"Yeah! It's an official, like that, my mother is still waiting at home." When the little boy talked about mother, tears flowed down.
Xiaobei snapped his lips and said, "Oh... I see, the master of Wannian County, the official, what a big official, Wannian County, Gyeonggi Province, it is more powerful than Shangxian, the master should be, Xiao Yuan."
"On the 7th grade, I just finished the Chunwei exam, and I can get a practical 7th grade officer. It's really good. It's more bullish than your Jian'an county magistrate. What do you want to do?" Xiaoyuan remembers this aspect clearly. Beside Beckham, like a secretary.
"Don't do anything, I want to get to know, Xiaoyuan, you said that a person who just became an official can throw his wife away. If something happens in the future, he won't be able to sell my Datang? You and I are responsible for patrolling the officials of the Tang Dynasty. If you don’t ask questions, isn’t it dereliction of duty?"
Beckham backed his hand, and said some great truths. It really looks like that. If the voice is not a child's voice, it would be even better.
Xiao Yuan sighed, "What if someone has troubles?"
"I'll help solve it, are you going? If you don't, I will tell my sister, and your mother." Xiaobei touched the little boy's head.
"Do you want me to get the print? Let's take the Dali Temple too, and even grab and check it." Xiao Yuan said in cooperation.
Xiaobei smiled triumphantly and pulled up the little boy, "I've brought everything, how can I put the things I use frequently? Let's go, my little brother, my sister will help you find a mother."
"Which is it used frequently? I have used it twice. I can be directly appointed as the official of the important place of the seven-tier real power. I think it is a backing. Check it out, idle."
Xiao Yuan followed, shaking his head and sighing.
When he got to the place, Xiaobei had already asked about the general matter. The boy's surname was Ma, his father was also Ma, and his name was Ma Pang, whose name was Tianliao. He lives in Jidao, which is in Luoyang. The young boy doesn't know his age. , I only know that the Juren who took the exam the year before passed the imperial examination again this year, and the scores of Mingjing subjects were pretty good, the 22nd.
After the exam, as soon as the list came out, someone came over to take a drink, and then met the woman. It has been two months now. The house of the woman’s house is large. It takes four doors to get to the sleeping place. Tian also watched all the zoos in the capital, whether it was spent alone or not.
The little boy went to Deyiju for two meals. He ate on the fourth floor, but not on the fifth floor, let alone on the roof. The little boy’s clothes were bought at Xinliu Children’s Clothing Store under the Jingcheng Shuiyun Group. The main spring outfit.
After knowing these things, Xiaobei and Xiaoyuan concluded that the woman’s family should have an official background, and she has a little money, but she has little power, otherwise she would not fail to go to the fifth floor because the price of the fifth floor is not comparable. The fourth floor is expensive, but there are better new dishes, but that requires identity.
There are two ways to obtain this status. One is an official of the fifth grade or above in the capital, and the other is with a deposit of 100 million yuan in the Datang Bank, which is 100,000 guan. It must always be there. That is a security deposit. Those who have a security deposit are not only Deyiju has special treatment, even in the transactions of Zhang Wang's family.
One hundred thousand coins is a number that many people dare not dream of, but for Zhang Xiaobao, this is the bottom line of credibility guarantee. Of course, this money will not be under Zhang Xiaobao's control. It is placed in the bank. Zhang Xiaobao is afraid that this precedent will be set. , Some people use the security deposit to commit a crime.
"Summer tunes reflect the concubine's heart, and the tunes are endlessly affectionate. The endless lingering endless..." When Xiaobei arrived, there was a woman playing the piano and singing, and she didn't know who wrote the lyrics. That was ugly.
Look over there, there are about ten people, count them carefully, if no one leaves, it is thirteen, plus the little boy next to Becky, there are fourteen people, six men and eight women. Excluding the little boys, There are five men and eight women. One woman plays the piano and sings while the other woman plays the flute.
There was a person who was wearing a light green patterned official uniform. The center of the thirteen people was basically around him.
Needless to say, Xiaobei and Xiaoyuan also knew that this was Ma Pang, the father of the little boy Ma Xiaoer. There was a woman next to him, leaning halfway and smiling, with an extremely ambiguous attitude, thinking it was that other girl.
Xiaobei curled her lips and mumbled, "I'm afraid that others didn't know that he was a seventh-rank official, and he would wear official uniforms when he came out to play. I had known this. I would put on my fourth-rank official uniform and scared him to death, um, and mine. Goldfish bag."
"It's hard to get back to an official, and the prestige is right for a while, because he is afraid that his eyes are not bright enough and offend people. Don't talk about the official in the capital, how do you ask?" Xiao Yuan also looked down.
"Look at me, little brother, should you invite us to eat? We are hungry. I think the roasted lamb is not bad. It can be cooked. There is wine and wine. You can also have some wine, right? Far?"
Beckham said to the little boy that he wanted to drink again, for fear that Xiaoyuan would tell the truth.
Xiao Yuan did not make a sound, indicating that he was tacitly aware.
The little boy nodded timidly, and walked in front of the barbecue rack, before he could get to the place, he was found.
"Children, where did you go? I just looked for you and couldn't find them? Whose children are these two?" After Ma Pang saw his son, he set his eyes on Beckham and Xiaoyuan, seeing that both of them looked good. Delicate and clean, looking at the clothes again, I am puzzled.
Xiaobei and Xiaoyuan are wearing cotton clothes today. They are light yellow. At first glance, they seem to be white. They don't feel as smooth as silk. They are comfortable to wear, absorb sweat, and breathe.
Nowadays, people with a certain status like to wear branded clothes. Brands emerged under the leadership of Zhang Xiaobao and Wang Juan, either embroidered on the sleeves, or on the chest of the clothes, or placed on the collar.
The two of Xiaobei naturally don't wear any brand of clothes. They made them specially by their own home, with exquisite materials, tailored fit, and novel styles.
There are also shoes. Other people have some money and like to wear leather. Leather boots and shoes. Beckham wears cloth with a high bottom and hollow inside, like casual shoes, because in the current season they wear leather to cover their feet.
It’s just such a dress that makes Ma Pang confused. At first glance, the fitting clothes are not usually available. They can only be made specially, but they are not silk. If it is cotton, it is too fine and can’t be found at the same time. To the pins.
Whose child, what status? Where is my lord
With doubts, Mapang did not directly push people out.
The little boy was obviously afraid of his father, and said cowardly: "I went to other places and met them. He said he was hungry and wanted to eat sheep."
A little smile appeared on Ma Pang's face, and he waved to Xiao Bei and Xiao Yuan, and when the two came to the front, they asked kindly: "What is your name and where do you live?"
While speaking, he looked at Xiaobei's cuteness and wanted to touch Xiaobei's head. Xiaobei took two steps back quickly, not for fear of being touched by him, but for fear that Mapang would hang up. He didn't know how many sniper rifles were around. Looking at it, you can't kill someone as soon as you meet.
"My name is Xiaobei, and his name is Xiaoyuan. Our childhood sweethearts live in... We live, and now we live next to the east city of Beijing, where we do business."
Beckham didn't tell lies, he was honest, but he had a choice when he said it.
When Ma Pang heard this, he misunderstood him and was brought to the ditch by Xiaobei. He thought that Xiaobei and Xiaoyuan were the children of two merchants. There were stalls in Dongshi. People from Beijing and small businessmen took advantage of the Furong Garden. I opened up, brought it out to play, and ran around and met my son.
It's just a little wondering. I'm obviously wearing official clothes. Children should usually be scared when they see it. Why do they see only innocence in the eyes of the two children, not afraid or curious.
"Wang Qiang, cut some meat, thinner, and let Beckham and Xiaoyuan eat." Ma Pang stopped guessing, and ordered someone beside him.
This person immediately cut off two large pieces, then cut them into smaller pieces, and sent them to the two of Xiaobei.
Xiaoyuan also didn't accept it. He took it and found a place to sit, put the tray on his lap, and started eating directly.
After eating two bites, Beckham stopped. The slices of meat were thin, but a bit big, and would always touch his mouth. The stopped Beckham flipped through his bag, took out a box from it, opened it, and a toothed knife appeared. A small fork, only then cut the meat with a knife and a fork.
Xiaoyuan also got a tableware and ate it like Xiaobei.
Seeing how two people eat like this, Ma Pang can no longer calm down. The two children don’t eat very fast, but they lose two pieces of meat after a while, and they feel that the two children are eating. There is a kind of grace in the action at that time, as if it is not eating, but acting.
Cut the meat, fork the meat, and deliver it to the mouth. The movements are very skillful. At first glance, you are not just beginning to learn. What kind of people can train children in this way
Beckham took another slice, stopped, smiled sweetly at Ma Pang, and said, "Ma Owner, thank you for inviting me and Xiaoyuan to eat meat. I didn’t expect you to know Li Wang Li Yan. You actually used a The dinner plate with the official palace logo, ah, is still produced by Shuiyun, it’s because you have to ask for a wife. Do you think the day when it is very yellow is waiting? What do you think of Xiaoyuan."
Xiao Yuan also ate three slices, and nodded: "It's amazing, and the lamb is also good. I tasted it as Fengzhou lamb. The meat is tender but not loose, slippery but not greasy, and has a light mutton taste and slightly milky flavor. This should be provided to the palace by Fengzhou Specialty, and I did not expect it to be obtained. I have to compliment, the owner of the horse, you can do it, you are good at it."
At this moment, Ma Pang no longer had the same idea of treating children as he did earlier. Sweat dripped down his cheeks, his mouth was slightly opened but not moving, and the hand holding the wine bottle was trembling constantly, causing the wine to ripple in layers.
"You, who are you? What are you going to do?" Mapang tried to calm his voice.
"Who is not important, the important thing is that you have to answer our questions, otherwise your official will be gone, Li Yan can't protect you, and he doesn't dare to protect you, what about Ma Xiaoer's mother?"
Beckham shook the knife and fork in his hand, and what he said was unbelievable.