With a creak, the wooden door was pushed open. "Cough cough!!" Since no one had come for a long time, the moment the door was opened, the front was covered with dust, and the two of them couldn't help coughing twice. This wooden door seems to be a few years old, and the sound of "squeaky" keeps ringing, trembling sideways there, as if it will fall at any time.
Leng Yetong raised his foot and walked in. There were still candles left on the candlestick in the room. After hesitating for a while, he finally did not light the candles above. He opened both doors, and let in the moonlight. , She saw clearly the furnishings in the room.
The furnishings in the house are very simple, with only a round table, a few wooden chairs, and a wooden bed inside. The rest of the furnishings are some classical-looking vases and other decorations. Leng Yetong walked on the dusty red carpet, the soft touch made her feel a sense of peace of mind. The surrounding chairs have also become dilapidated after years of corrosion, but from the current appearance, it is not difficult to imagine what the scenery was like in the past.
"You said this is the place where the prince's former confidant lived?" Leng Yetong took all the furnishings in mind, turned around, looked up at Bai Yifei, and asked lightly, "What kind of person is he? People? Men or women?"
"I'm not very clear about this either." Bai Yifei raised his hand and scratched his head, and said with some embarrassment, "Because of this, I still overheard it from the Prime Minister's side. The person who is capable is the one who came back from the Heavenly Secret Gate with His Royal Highness, but it may be because he likes to live in seclusion, so few of you know of his existence."
"The people who came back from Tianjimen together?" Leng Yetong raised his eyebrows, lowered his eyes, thought for a moment, and continued to ask, "What have you heard from my father? I mean about living here. news of the people.”
"I heard that he is the junior brother of the prince, and the two of them almost started together, but because the prince's ability is higher, the prince is the senior brother. The two of them are said to be sympathetic to each other, so the prince will bring him with him when he returns to Beijing. I came back with him." Bo Yifei recalled the news he heard from the Prime Minister that day, and while sorting it out, he said, "Originally, he was an orphan, but later I heard that the family came looking for him. I went back, and there has been no news since then."
"That's right." Leng Yetong nodded lightly, with a clear look, raised his feet and walked out, looked at the rooms on both sides, walked to the right, pushed open the door and walked in, here It looks like a study room, and there are ten bookcases of different sizes, and each bookcase is full of books. On the other side is a wooden desk, a large sandalwood chair is placed next to the desk, and a pen, ink, paper and inkstone are placed on the table. On the yellowed rice paper, there is an unfinished painting.
"It's a good painting, but it's a pity, it's a half-finished product." Leng Yetong walked to the desk, lowered his head and admired the painting on it, and couldn't help but let out a voice of admiration and regret. Judging from this painting, the person who painted it must have a very deep foundation, every stroke is just right, every bit of red is a bright spot, and it is a pair of proud snow and red plum, but it has been ruined by time.