Song Xiyuan, a gardener, did something extraordinary. Not to mention that half of the flowers and plants were not planted. On the second day, the land within a radius of two feet around the kitchen was completely bald. They were all swept away by him.
At first glance, I thought I was going to the wrong place, but after reading it several times, I confirmed it was correct. As soon as he pushed the crack of the door, he heard faint voices inside. At first glance, Song Xiyuan carrying a flower hoe and Pei Yanzhen holding a shovel were standing face to face, with a face that the king did not see the king, and the barriers were clear. I looked up at the eaves of the door, and a ladybug slowly and calmly crawled past.
He lowered his head again, but saw that Song Xiyuan had put the flower hoe on the ground, holding the handle of the hoe with one hand, and brushing the hem of his clothes with the other, he smiled at Pei Yanzhen and said, "I heard that when Mr. Pei was six years old, he once met a monk who traveled around the world and said it was Mr. Pei. The heaven is full, and you are destined to bring your wisdom roots, and want to convert you into Buddhism, is there such a thing?" Without waiting for Pei Yanzhen to answer, he added: "Today Xi Yuan shaved the flowers and plants in front of the door for Mr. Pei, just to advise you to enter the empty door and convert to my Buddha. It is also better to have the six faculties clean, and I have a law in my court, and I will not cut off my family. Since Master Pei's life-protecting jade card has been handed over, now, it is better for Buddhism to be safe, and I will shave my life early."
Pei Yanzhen smiled, took the shovel and turned around to continue cooking. He asked, "Can Young Master Song have breakfast?"
Song Xiyuan was stunned for a moment, and then his expression changed, "Then you cooked the food?"
Pei Yanzhen nodded lightly, "Exactly."
"You - poisoned?" Song Xiyuan stretched out his hand and grabbed Pei Yanzhen's throat, "The most poisonous chef's heart! Say! Are you putting sputum or heartbroken grass?"
"Young Master Song doesn't know that firewood, rice, oil, and salt are expensive. Duck and heartbroken grass cost taels of silver. Only two taels of silver can buy one coin, or rhubarb and mirabilite are cheaper, and you can get one for ten copper plates." Pei Yanzhen said without changing his expression.
Rhubarb, Glauber's salt? It sounds a little familiar... I thought about it in my mind, and finally remembered that these two things seem to be used for catharsis. If I hadn't heard what he said with my own ears, I would definitely not have believed that Pei Yanzhen, a gentleman who was usually a gentleman, would give Song Xiyuan a laxative because he couldn't bear to run over an ant in the aisle!
"You!" Song Xiyuan's lips turned pale, and he closed his hands to cover his stomach, but his spine was still strong and straight as usual.
Pei Yanzhen took back the shovel and put the green vegetables in the pot out of the pot and placed them on a plate. He didn't move at all. At the end, he said gently, "I advise Young Master Song to say, premature ejaculation... early birth." The middle seemed to be inadvertently paused.
Song Xiyuan turned back angrily, the two peach blossom eyes were comparable to the flames of a stove at the moment, spewing fire and glaring at Pei Yanzhen, he retorted childishly, "You just ejaculated prematurely!" His face was filled with anger that could not be humiliated.
Uh... I'm just talking about it... I took back the foot I wanted to step in, thinking that it's better not to go in, then I turned around and went to the outside world, and I heard Song Xiyuan speak in a straightforward manner: "You are still premature, premature aging, premature thanks, premature death, premature birth..."
The ladybugs on the eaves were still unhurriedly crawling along the established route little by little.
I went back to the house and asked Lu Ying to go to the doctor to grab some antidiarrheal medicine and fry it and send it to Song Xiyuan. I saw such a jerk in the morning. At this moment, my heart felt like a button that was smaller than a new one. I don't know how to untie it, but I happened to pass by the door of my father's room. I wanted to find my father to say something, but I heard the abacus beads crackling inside.
It turned out to be a day suitable for listening to the corner. Just listen to Shen Shidao: "Originally, the comprador in the palace has already arranged the arrangements, and the 2,000 pieces of brocade were purchased from our Shen family brocade workshop as usual. Unexpectedly, yesterday the comprador sent someone to report that it was this time. , but the reason is not clear, I asked again and again, that the comprador was arrogant and said that it was the above meaning, saying that the cloth in the harem was all in charge of the Song family Tianyi Pavilion."
My heart sank, I'm afraid this matter is irrelevant to me.
After pondering for a while, Dad's deep voice sounded, "Without this item, how many silver taels will you lose?" He didn't seem to care much.
"This item is about 100,000 taels of silver." After a moment of silence, Shen Shi said again: "I guess, I am afraid that it was not Lord Pei's incident that angered Longyan and implicated our Shen family's business. And now everyone in Yangzhou City knows about Pei. Young master is a cook in our Shen residence, so long stay, Daddy thinks it is appropriate?"
I know Shen Shi's temperament. On weekdays, everything is difficult for him to see. Only the numbers in and out of the account book can make him take it to heart. Not to mention that he is only eighteen years old now, and he is already a veteran in the business field. , When it comes to business, he has never been at a disadvantage in mediating with those cunning old businessmen. It is difficult for anyone who wants to take away one more copper plate from him. Moreover, this time it was more than just a copper plate, it was a hundred thousand taels of shiny silver ingots, one could imagine how heartbroken Shen Shixian was now.
I just heard Daddy laugh, and put the teacup on the table with a "clang", "Silly boy, you are not married yet, it is common sense not to know how these children are in love. People often say, 'It is easy to seek priceless treasures, but it is rare to have a lover. 'He can leave it for your sister's head. I, Shen Qian, can still afford the 100,000 taels for my daughter. If I don't have it, it's nothing. It's no big deal. When your younger brother was reading the article, he seemed to say, 'If the money is gone, it will come back again'. It sounds reasonable to me. He is a poor and rotten scholar and understands this truth. You, a rich young master, don't be so stingy, man. What is this little bit of money? It’s just a matter of earning it back.”
Immediately, I felt like a gulp of chicken soup pouring into my throat, and my chest was ironed and warmed. Sure enough, only daddy is the best in the world!
When eating at noon, Shen Shi looked at the table full of food, his eyes were full of grief, Xu thought that this meal was made by Pei Yanzhen, and the expression of looking at the rice grains was like seeing silver ingots, a meal was like swallowing gold. Suicide is generally sad. I feel ashamed in my heart, I have to give him a series of dishes, hoping to make up for one or two...
I didn't expect Song Xiyuan to have a peaceful and prosperous world, but I never thought that Song Xiyuan, who had only taken laxatives in the morning, came back alive in the evening to bring harm to the world. Whether it was the antidiarrheal medicine was too bright, or Song Xiyuan was too evil, it was unknown.
When the sun was about to set, Lu Ying hurried over and told me that Song Xiyuan had just broken into the kitchen and Pei Yanzhen had not spoken to each other for some reason. Yingtian, none of the people dared to persuade them.
Hearing this, I hurried over, but I saw the pots and pans, fruits and vegetables in the back kitchen in chaos, and rice was scattered everywhere. When I went in, I saw Song Xiyuan turned his back to me next to the stove. He couldn't see the expression on his face. There was only a piece of snow satin sleeves flying around, and he made frequent shots. Pei Yanzhen faced the door and was neatly avoiding Song Xiyuan's dense plum blossom fists. , dodged a swipe of Ye's legs, turned lightly, and grasped Song Xiyuan's wrist in his hand, and was about to use his strength to grab it.
I couldn't help but wonder for a while, did Pei Yanzhen learn martial arts? Just as he was about to open his mouth to exhort him, but when Pei Yanzhen's eyes moved and his eyes flickered, I thought the hand that was going to grab Song Xiyuan by force turned towards Song Xiyuan's fist, clumsily and instinctively. Song Xiyuan's fist.
My heart froze, and I shouted, "Don't push!" Unexpectedly, it was too late, only to hear a grunt from Pei Yanzhen's mouth, not sure if the wrist bone was broken. Song Xiyuan still didn't give up, he made several ruthless moves, up and down, left and right, and went straight to Pei Yanzhen, but Pei Yanzhen just stumbled and dodged, retreating step by step. They have eaten several old punches. Suddenly, Song Xiyuan took out the folding fan in his sleeve, opened it with a swipe, and went straight to Pei Yanzhen's face.
I was in a hurry, rushed forward, stopped in front of Pei Yanzhen and said sharply to Song Xiyuan: "Stop! Don't fight again!"
The folding fan stopped half an inch in front of me, and at the same time, behind him, Pei Yanzhen pushed me aside, "Miao'er, be careful!"
Song Xiyuan flipped his wrist, the fan nails collapsed, and the fan blades fell to the ground. Song Xiyuan's eyes pierced into my eyes in disbelief, "Miaomiao! Are you blocking the fan for him?" The crescent moon in his eyes fell apart in an instant. A little bit of annihilation, the piercing hurts me, I can't bear to look at him, I can only lower my head to look at the scattered leaves.
"Third son, when the goods arrive, I will wait for the third son to go to the ferry to inspect the goods." The Song family Chen Bomu turned a coffin and turned a blind eye, walking straight in and walking straight to Song Xiyuan to report.
After a strange silence, Song Xiyuan said lightly, "Got it."
Before leaving, Song Xiyuan passed me by and left a sentence: "I still like my selfish and indifferent Miaomiao."
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Pei Yanzhen's right wrist bone was indeed injured. Fortunately, it was not fractured but dislocated, which made me greatly relieved. The doctor picked it up after three or two strokes of driving, and after wrapping the splint gauze, he instructed Pei Yanzhen not to move around, and it would be good to keep it for a while. The other wounds on the body were fine, but they were slightly bruised, and the swelling would subside after two days with the medicinal wine.
The doctor gave Pei Yanzhen some decoction to calm the nerves and relieve pain. After everyone dispersed, I picked up a round stool and sat beside the bed to accompany him, in case he needed anything, so I could help him at any time.
Pei Yanzhen's face was pale, and he was a little weak lying on the bed. The two of us lay silent for half a day, and after a while, he heard him speak softly: "Miao'er, although I am conceited about my literary talents, it is because the Pei family has paid more attention to literature and less martial arts. , and I was not good at martial arts since I was a child, so I have no martial arts skills today, and I never felt any regrets in the past. Ever since I learned about your Chongwu Qingwen, I have been very confused... I always knew that I was not the wishful man in your heart. ...Then Song Xiyuan knows some boxing skills, can you...?"
He, such an amazing and brilliant genius, actually said such humble words, it made my heart feel sour, and I wish I could not be hurt in his place. I held his palm, leaned over and looked at him firmly, "Don't be too careful, you can be short and long, how can you be a perfect person."
Pei Yanzhen looked into my eyes seriously and smiled softly after a moment. After that, I chatted with me for a while, thinking that the tranquilizer was effective, so I fell into a dream.
I leaned against the bedpost and looked at his sleeping face. I suddenly remembered that the last time I looked at him like this was three years ago. Is three years short or long? It just feels like an eternity...
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The whole room was quiet, only the candles flickered... Before I knew it, I also fell asleep in a daze, and between half-dreams and half-awakes, I seemed to see peonies blooming in the garden full of purple and bright red.
"Bang!"
Suddenly I heard a sound, I opened my eyes, but saw darkness in front of me, and suddenly my heart was inexplicably flustered, "Yanzhen! Yanzhen! Where are you?"
"Miao'er, I'm here." A slender hand held me firmly, "Don't panic, I knocked over the candlestick."