Wen Jiubai smiled, "No, this old house didn't belong to me at first. It's also interesting to say that this old house was the price paid by a client a long time ago."
"cost?"
"Yes, there are gains and losses in this world. Since I have accepted the entrustment, the other party will of course have to pay a certain price." Wen Jiubai said with a smile, "At that time, the client could be said to be penniless." , and finally gave me this old house—all his belongings. He once said that he would redeem the old house when he had money. Unfortunately, he failed to raise enough money until he died alone. The money to redeem this house."
Hearing what Wen Jiubai said, I became even more curious, "He just gave you such a big house. This person must have been very rich before, right? No, the entrustment that made him pay such a big price , what is it?"
"That person is a very great person." Wen Jiubai said slowly. As proud as Wen Jiubai, I have hardly ever heard him praise anyone, so I was somewhat surprised by this sentence, "He knew he couldn't change the current situation at that time, so he entrusted me to at least let his works be passed on to future generations."
"Then have you fulfilled his wish?" I asked curiously.
"Of course, that's why I accepted this old house." Wen Jiubai smiled and stood up, "It's getting late, I'll go to the study to see if there is any information that can help us. If you are bored , you can also read the books here. The bathroom is on your left, and if you want to charge your phone, you can go to the main house."
With that said, Wen Jiubai walked towards the door, ready to leave.
But my curiosity has been aroused by the conversation just now, so I quickly stopped him and asked, "Hey, but who is that person you're talking about?"
"Why do you care so much? Anyway, they are already dead."
I was not convinced, "What's the matter if I'm just curious? Like you said, they are all dead people anyway."
Wen Jiubai seemed to have nothing to do with me, turned his head again, and said to me, "He is a descendant of a down-and-out official during the Qianlong period. You must know him. His name is Cao Zhan, and his surname is Mengruan, named Xueqin."
Cao Zhan? I was stunned, No. Xueqin? Wait, is it Cao Xueqin, the Cao Xueqin who wrote A Dream of Red Mansions? !
But before I questioned it, Wen Jiubai walked out of the room with a smile on his face.
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"Hey! Boy, why are you in a daze!"
Bai's sudden shrill cry startled me, and I turned my head to see that this little guy came out of nowhere, and he was standing upright on his legs, with his two little paws on his chest. Eyes stare at me.
I breathed a sigh of relief, "Bai, you scared me to death. Where did you come from?"
Bai's face was displeased, "Where did it come from? I've been standing here for a long time, okay? It's because you haven't noticed it all this time. What a fool!"
"Bai, did this old house really belong to Cao Xueqin?" I couldn't help asking.
"Well... probably, it seems to be someone with the surname Cao. Who knows, I can never remember the names of you humans." Bai said casually, and then looked around, "Where is Wen Jiubai? Isn't that guy back?" ?"
"Who knows, I probably went to the study." Looking at Bai, I suddenly thought of a question, "Bai, did you know Wen Jiubai before?"
"Yeah, it's an old friendship." Bai jumped to the table, started to rummage through my bag, and found a pack of biscuits that I didn't eat, "Oh, Gu Xiaoyu, you actually have something good hidden here. You are not kind, since I found it, I will not be polite!"
As he said that, Bai tore open the package with a "hissing", and began to eat the contents inside.
I was a little helpless, but I didn't mind, but continued to ask, "Then, Wen Jiubai... what kind of person was he before?"
While chewing the biscuit, Bai showed a somewhat wary look to me, "Why are you asking this?"
"Curious, could it be that he used to look like he was dying and cold?"
"Well, it depends on when it was before." Bai ate the biscuit and said vaguely, "But it should be the same, anyway, we monsters are not easy to change our temperament, unlike you humans, emotional So much volatility."
I caught the key word with my ears pricked up, "So, Wen Jiubai is really a monster?"
Bai closed his mouth all of a sudden, his small eyes widened, as if he realized that he had slipped his mouth just now.
"What, what! I didn't say that, you heard it wrong!"
"What kind of monster?" I immediately asked, "Is it a cat? A dog? Or a fox?"
"Oh, I don't know!" Bai threw down the biscuit and jumped out of bed, trying to escape from the room. Fortunately, I was quick and quick, and I grabbed the hair on the back of his neck and lifted him up.
"Wen Jiubai is not here now, so just tell me secretly what's the big deal?"
"Grandpa Gu, please forgive me." Bai kicked his legs in the air, with a frustrated expression on his face, "What is wrong with me? First, I wanted to heal Wen Jiubai's backlash, and now I'm forced to ask you, oops I'm really out of luck!"
"Wait, heal? What kind of injury? When did Wen Jiubai get hurt?" I asked with a frown.
Bai quickly covered his mouth with his little paws, and with a shake of his body, he broke free from my fingers and jumped on the ground.
"I didn't say anything, I didn't say anything!" As he said that, the guy rushed out of the room and disappeared.
"Hey, Bai!" I chased after a few steps but didn't see his shadow, I shook my head, I wanted to turn around and go back to the room, but after thinking about it, I felt unwilling. We've already talked about this, why don't you talk to Wen Jiubai himself
As I said that, I retracted my turned feet and walked towards the study. The courtyard of the old house is still very large. I took a long time to find the study room, but when I looked inside, the lights in the study room were actually dark, and Wen Jiubai was naturally not in there.
This Wen Jiubai! He also said that he was looking for some information, but now people don't know where to go to be lazy! I rolled my eyes and walked out of the room. Just as I was thinking about going back to the small room in a daze, I bumped my head against something warm.
"Frizzled, where are you going?" It was Wen Jiubai's voice, and when I looked up, I froze in place.
Wen Jiubai... His long hair was loose, wet with drops of water, he was wearing nothing but a towel around his waist, and what I just bumped into was Wen Jiubai's bare chest.