Walking into his own home, the courtyard of the Xunmen Qin Mansion of Liji Twelve, Qin Mubai felt a familiar excitement and throbbing. This was the same feeling as when he went to the army to visit his father, the commander of the group army in his previous life. Proud, but also a little stressed.
To be honest, Qin Mubai has never thought about being immersed in the glory and achievements of his father's generation and becoming a second-generation dandy. Otherwise, he would not have embarked on the path of an archery athlete. He just wanted to carve out a place for himself. sky to prove yourself.
In this life, it was still the same in the Tang Dynasty.
The glory and achievements of his father Qin Shubao may bring convenience to him, but those auras always belong only to his father.
Regardless of favor or disgrace, a road is paved under your feet after all, and you have to walk it step by step on your own.
"Third young master, the master and his wife are in the main hall of the back house. Come and pay homage quickly!" The servant introduced Qin Mubai into the courtyard and then took his leave. The master's household affairs are not something that servants can interfere with and observe.
Uncle Qin Bao Bao is the Duke of the country and a third-rank general of the current dynasty. He has the twelve halberds in his family, which is beyond words, but this compound is relatively simple. There is no splendid splendor or the hordes of maids and maidservants that are the hallmark of wealthy families as imagined, and it even feels deserted and desolate.
The tile-roofed houses with large arches and cornices and the rough bluestone paths reveal a simple and unsophisticated connotation and the powerful beauty of thick lines. The unique rough and vigorous atmosphere of the military home comes to the face.
The front house was only used to entertain guests and rest their horses. Qin Mubai walked all the way to the back house. On the way, he met several servants and maids from the mansion. Most of them just stopped for a moment and bowed their hands or said a woman's greeting. They were not like women at all. They bowed down and paid homage as shown in Qing palace films and TV series.
"It turns out that people in the Tang Dynasty were not enslaved as seriously as the Qing Dynasty. When these servants saw me, they not only did not kneel down and bow down in a servile manner, but they also did not mention the words 'slave material' or 'servant servant'. , at most I call myself a 'villain'. It seems that I, like many others, have been too deeply poisoned by the widespread 'Qing palace opera'. I need to learn more about the etiquette of the Tang Dynasty to avoid making a fool of myself."
Although Qin Mansion is simple, its area is quite large. After passing through a corridor and tree-lined path to the back house, you will find the family residence. A large tiled main house with brackets and cornices stands in the middle, flanked by two rows of courtyards, and not far away there is a row of slightly low servant houses.
No matter which row of houses there are, they always face east and west. This is the unified customization of the Chang'an residence - it cannot be aligned with the imperial city facing south, otherwise it will conflict with the dragon spirit and be disrespectful.
Qin Mubai breathed calmly and calmed down, then steadily walked up the stairs of the main room towards the lobby. Just when he was curious and wanted to raise his eyes to see what was in the hall, he suddenly felt an invisible pressure coming towards him!
"What a fierce aura... Is this the ferocious and vicious aura that can only be found in people who have actually walked through the mountains of blood and corpses?" Qin Mubai had had such a feeling before. When he got along with several special forces instructors, he had a vague sense of it. I have felt this "evil spirit" emanating from them!
Lifting his eyelids slightly, Qin Mubai saw a man in purple brocade sitting in the lobby.
Suddenly startled, Qin Mubai couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.
"Dad?!"
The man in front of him actually looked exactly like his father, the military commander in his previous life!
The same introverted silence as firm as a mountain, the same calm and powerful eyes like daggers!
The slight difference was that the man in front of him looked a little younger, probably less than fifty years old. He had a few elegant beards that reached his abdomen, and his face was slightly pale, giving off a vague sense of illness.
"Sanlang, why don't you come and kneel down to pay homage to your father?" A happy female voice came from the side. Qin Mubai suddenly came back to his senses and found that there was a woman in her thirties or forties standing beside the main hall. This made him Surprised again!
This woman... actually looks exactly like the mother of the music professor in her previous life!
"Is it really determined by the past and present life?!"
Qin Mubai's heartbeat was a little faster for a moment, but fortunately, as an archery athlete, he had undergone countless special trainings and had always had a strong psychological quality. He quickly calmed down and calmed down, and stepped forward to prostrate himself to the ground.
"Qin Liang, the unworthy son, pay homage to your father!" The man had gold under his knees, and he knelt down to his parents. After bowing, Qin Mubai felt at ease, and there were some unexpected surprises and thrills in his heart, as if he saw what he expected. Nor will I see my father.
"You also know that you are unworthy?" Qin Shubao's voice was a little colder than Qin Mubai expected, and even a little displeased and angry, "Tell me, why were you expelled from the army? Could it be that you committed some embarrassing mistake? ?”
Qin Mubai felt a little chill in his heart when he didn't expect it. He didn't want to argue with his father at the moment and said truthfully: "My child did not make a mistake. He just received a transfer order suddenly. He is also confused and puzzled."
There was a moment of silence.
Qin Mubai felt an invisible pressure like a closed air cavity, wrapping himself in it, feeling vaguely short of breath.
"I'm sorry you don't dare to deceive me either."
With a "click" sound, Qin Shubao stood up from the couch with a cane. The woman next to him hurriedly came to help him, and he waved his hand and said, "Take him back and teach him a lesson. I'm tired, let's go and rest on our own."
After that, Qin Shubao walked aside with a cane and soon disappeared by the side door of the main hall.
Qin Mubai glanced sideways at Qin Shubao, who was staggering on crutches but still upright, and thought in his heart: It seems that dad's health is not very good... It turns out that "I", a bastard, is really not very popular at home. I like it, but it doesn't matter, I will change everything!
"Sanlang, get up quickly!" The woman stepped forward to help Qin Mubai with a happy face, looking at him up and down with kind eyes, and her love for licking the calf was beyond words.
The memory in his mind told Qin Mubai that Qin Shubao's unmatched wife had died, and the person in front of him was Qin Shubao's stepmother and his biological mother, Mrs. Liu.
"Mom, I'm back." Qin Mubai smiled and felt warm and peaceful in his heart. It was as if he had met his real mother, the good wife and loving mother who had doted on him for nearly thirty years.
"It's been almost three years since you left home to join the army. It's good to be back now. Mom is happy." With tears in her eyes, Ms. Liu grabbed Qin Mubai's arms and looked her up and down. Her voice was a little choked and she said, "Not bad." "My son has grown taller and stronger, and is as handsome as your father. He is also more well-behaved and smarter than before. If anyone dares to accuse my son of being dishonest or foolish, I will never forgive him!"
Qin Mubai chuckled: "What if it's my father?"
"He... He has such a cold temperament. You have been his son for eighteen or nineteen years and you still don't know it? Don't blame him. In fact, he is also happy in his heart. He just wants to save face and refuses to say it... Well , stop talking. Come on, my mother has arranged a reception banquet for you, come quickly!" After saying that, Mrs. Liu happily took Qin Mubai's hand and walked out of the Zhengju mansion.
The concubine could only live in a side room across the courtyard, and the term "side room" was true to its name. Although the main wife of the Qin family's mistress has been dead for many years, Mrs. Liu, the unsupported concubine, can only live in the side room.
For the time being, Qin Mubai had no objection to following the local customs when entering his hometown, but he felt a little awkward in his heart. Moreover, the brief meeting with his father Qin Shubao just now, which could be called a "shocking glimpse", also made him feel that he and his mother did not seem to have any transcendent status in the Qin family.
"It doesn't matter, it will be fine in the future." In response, Qin Mubai just smiled.
He firmly believes that blood is thicker than water, and since he has changed his face and is no longer the shameless playboy he once was, he will one day change his father's attitude towards him, as well as his and his mother's status in the family.
Although he was not used to it, Qin Mubai still knelt down in front of the dining table and watched his mother direct the servants to put out plates of delicacies.
A banquet, extremely rich. Fish in the south and sheep in the north, but pork was not popular in the Tang Dynasty. What was put on the table were all exquisitely prepared mutton and fish dishes, as well as a few slices of scones sprinkled with black sesame seeds and exuding the scent of honey.
The strange fragrance assaulted his nostrils, and Qin Mubai moved his index finger.
"Baishalang, dried fish and wonton, Jushengnu... Sanlang, these are all your favorite Chang'an famous dishes!" Mrs. Liu did not sit down at the table herself, but sat beside the table and poured some for Qin Mubai. A glass of wine was handed over, "Drink, son, your father's collection of Sanlejiang from the Western Regions was specially asked for by me to bring it to you to catch the wind and wash away the dust!"
Qin Mubai stared at his mother, smiled, took the glass and drank it down.
Although the wine is light, the love is strong.
“Good wine!”
"Then have a few more drinks!"
"I'm here to pour wine for mother!" Qin Mubai took the wine pot but found that there was only one cup on the table. Just as he was about to get up to get the cup, Mrs. Liu pulled him back and said with a smile: "Silly boy, I'm going to introduce a female prostitute to my mother." How can I have a banquet with you? I have already eaten. You can eat and drink when you are satisfied. The more you eat, the happier you will be, and it will warm your heart even more than eating this meal yourself."
This must have been the custom of the Tang Dynasty, eating at separate tables, and men and women were not allowed to sit at the same table... Qin Mubai did not insist so as not to embarrass his mother. He started to chew the delicacies on the table, and a sentence popped into his mind - Brother ate it. It’s not about food, it’s about family ties!
"Come on, come on! The 'Little Tiansu' specially made by the world's best chef is here!" Suddenly a clear female voice came from the side door, and soon a goose-yellow figure flashed in. A little girl of fifteen or sixteen years old smiled at Qin Mubai. She looked very much like Mrs. Liu. She had two small dimples at the corners of her mouth when she smiled.
"Third brother, welcome back! My little sister personally cooked this Chang'an famous dish to comfort you!"
Ms. Liu laughed loudly: "Naughty Si Ya'er, come here and give your brother a present!"
"My little sister, please don't have to deal with these vulgar etiquette!" Qin Mubai Wan'er smiled: This is my half-sister, the only girl of the Qin family, and the youngest fourth child - Qin Shuang'er.
Quite beautiful and seems to be very cute!