Chapter 4 Red Medicine

Yanbo Building is built on a relatively high-rise foundation, with the corridor extending upwards, and one end is on the other end of the platform. The building is unique, surrounded by blooming purple myrtles. From afar, it looks like flowers and the world.

"What a beautiful scenery!" Xiangnon whispered, "It's better than the embroidery building in our house."

The nurse said, "That's right! My uncle took care. After the Dragon Boat Festival, the summer came quickly. He lived by the lake and was windy. Miss was afraid of the heat, which was the best place.

Lan Sheng sent them to the overpass. After all, it was late. Going forward was the girl's boudoir, which was to avoid, so he said goodbye at the head of the bridge. "Lan sent it here. There was my red medicine under the bridge. Last time I heard Rong Yu said that it was blooming. I'll go and have a look and say goodbye."

Bu Nuan leaned and said, "It's easy for you to go."

Thecai nu patted and said, "Miss will rest for a while. The villain assigned the women to carry fragrant soup to bathe the lady's fatigue. When the sixth son comes back, the villain will send someone to tell the young lady."

The warm road is good, and go to the other end of the overpass. After entering the Yanbo building, I looked around. The building was elegantly decorated with tables and table strips, as well as a tall golden orange and a huge copper furnace tripod. The boudoir on the second floor has many walls, leaning against the south wall for the upturned case, and the study room on the case is complete. The shadow of the sun moved westward, and a narrow glow fell on the mud corner, and the complex textures were intertwined, like a quietly blooming magnolia.

Bu Nuan was a little sleepy and leaned against the bed railing to watch them pack their bags. Looking around, I suddenly felt lonely and overwhelming. In a strange environment, my parents were not around and I lived here alone. Luoyang couldn't go back, and I didn't know how to go in the future. He was silent for a moment and buried his face in his arms.

Xiangnon pushed open the west window, supported one with a fork pole, and said with a smile, "What a big sea of flowers!" I heard that Ziwei absorbs dust, and the air here is better than anywhere else!"

The jade stove pulled her over to look, and Bu Nuan was so noisy that she couldn't help it. She went to the window with her head and looked across the purple violet forest. The west window is facing the drunken lake, and the sunset is half hanging on the scales of the bamboo branch hall. The red makeup of the lake is beautiful, which is wonderful. The nine-curvous corridor is like drifting cotton floating on the surface of the water, and the green old bamboo is tied into a railing, accompanied by the pedal of Kundian wood extending to the center of the lake. There are potted flowers and plants in front of the bamboo branch hall. The sunset is beautiful, but it is indescribably lonely.

Yulu asked, "Miss, have you ever missed the ninth son of the Xia family?"

Bu Nuan's face was blank, and he couldn't remember Xia Jiajiulang's appearance even if he wanted to break his head. She looked helpless, "Yulu, I'm probably a cool person, and I don't remember what he looks like."

The jade furnace sighed, "You have always ignored him, just like a passer-by. What are you talking about?"

Bu Nuan squinted at the window and said, "I will be sad if he dies young, but I will be more regretful and less sad."

She often bursts out such strange remarks, and her heart is too full to be understood many times. Just like now, Yulu doesn't understand the difference between sadness and sadness, but she clearly distinguishes the two.

Bu Nuan leaned over and leaned on her shoulder, "I can do anything, but I can't. In my life, I will either be a lonely sister-in-law, or a vigorous love life, and I will never seek the second place in order to have enough food and clothing.

She is a complex of contradictions. She is sentimental for a while and ignores it for a while. Even if she is depressed and hesitant, she is still free and easy in her negative. If she can't break away from the shackles of her family, she can lock up her heart and even keep her memory selectively. Just like the Mr. Xia family, she didn't like it, so she removed him from her mind, clean and neat, without dragging.

The wet nurse twisted the scarf for her and reluctantly took care of her drooping hair. "It's good for you to think so, so as not to get out of the circle. Xia Jingchun and Wangling were all about the last life, so he turned around and put it away. When I arrived in Chang'an, everything started again. Although I was not by my mother's side, at least there was my uncle here, who also missed you.

The jade furnace looked at the jade leak on the curved foot pier, "My uncle hasn't come back yet. I'm really scared!" He is the governor and leads troops to war. He must have killed people. I don't know what he looks like. Miss, do you remember him?"

Bu Nuan seriously recalls how deep can a five-year-old child remember? More than ten years have passed, and I have forgotten all about it.

She shook her head, "I've only seen my uncle once. At that time, he was only 17 years old. Even if he remembers, it's useless. People's appearance will change." She looked at the jade stove, gave birth to tease her, and deliberately said, "I only remember that he had a marijuana face, inverted triangular eyes, and spoke rudely. The amount of food is very large. You have to eat two seas at a meal, and you can swallow a whole braised hoof.

The jade furnace said "Oh, my God" and the two of them were stunned. The wet nurse just smiled on the side. She had seen the sixth son of the Shen family and knew that Bu Nuan was deliberately teasing them. Bu Nuan was small at that time and may not remember, but she was very impressed by this nobleman.

At that time, the Bu clan was busy with housework, and the family was a talented scholar. The father-in-law asked for a wonton for a face, and they almost fought in the mourning hall of Mr. Bu. My uncle and sister-in-law didn't have any rules, so she rolled up her sleeves and prepared to fight each other. Shen Rong and then worshipped the governor of the capital, and he was quite bold at a young age. The second daughter-in-law rushed over to warm his mother. He pulled out his sword and cut down half of the spiritual shed with a sword. He said with a black face, "Your Bu family only care about making trouble. I don't care about it. Just don't hurt my Shen family by how you hit your brains, or don't blame me for being ruthless.

The Bu family is a literati, chicken-like bold, and has never dared to get involved with generals. After being drunk by Shen Rongyu, he was stunned to fish it out of the water and dragged his wife and son away. At that time, she only looked at the young general twice, but it was not what Bu Nuan said.

Bu Nuan smiled proudly and said, "The food is large and capable. It is the strength that the man relies on to kill the enemy. Raise the axe and split it. The 'click' split the person's waist into two. The upper part is still crawling, and the lower part of the intestines flowed all over the ground.

The jade furnace covered its mouth and cried, "It's scary! Why did you come to Chang'an earlier? Uncle Jizhou won't look so respectable!"

Bu Nuan sneered, "I'm not marrying a girl. What should I do? That's my uncle, and I won't dislike it no matter how hard it is!"

When the wet nurse saw that they became more and more ridiculous, she interrupted and laughed, "Don't talk about it. It's not good to live in other people's houses and chew their tongues behind their backs!" Don't listen to her nonsense. You can't find a second in the world about your uncle's appearance. It looks good!"

The girls are most interested in beautiful men, pestering the wet nurse and asking. Bu Nuan retreated to the window and faintly heard something "full moon as a face" or "green lotus in his eyes", which was like a Bodhi Buddha. She laughed to herself. She made her uncle ugly, and the wet nurse tried her best to beautify him, probably for fear of frightening the innocent and kind girls.

In spring, the wind is strong, pushing the window to shake, and the window paper moves up and down. Half of the sun went down, and gradually there was some twilight. Bu Nuan wanted to extinguish the threshold window, so he closed the fork pole with one hand and picked up the lattice in the other. I just turned off two fans and saw a man squatting by the drunken lake. It could be identified in the shadows. It was still the very leisurely general Lansheng.

Men really don't like to play with flowers and plants. If they are literati, it's okay. Lan Sheng is a military general. Since he can live in the third grade, he is naturally not rewarded by the court at will.

Emperors of all dynasties may not like dead officials, but they must love the generals who fight for him with their heads. Therefore, it is not luck to be promoted, but by solid military merit. Lan Sheng can do General Yunhui. He took a step and stepped on the bones of how many people!

This man made her figure out, acting so strangely, planting flowers and grass in other people's official residences. The left hand stroked the petals, but the right hand held the thorns. The warm appearance was covered with a cold and hard heart.

He watered loose soil, served a flower and a stem, as if the flower was his most cherished thing. After a while, he sat on the stone under the tree and rested. He raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of a man standing in front of the window of the Yanbo Building, so he raised his hand and waved casually.

I didn't expect her to come, which made him more or less surprised.

"Are these all yours?" Bu Nuan's eyes did not leave those charming and gorgeous flowers for a moment. Red medicine is peony, but the name is different. Luoyang calls it "Jangli" and Chang'an people call it "red medicine".

Lan Sheng said that his finger scratched the leaves, "These flowers have grown half a person tall and have been planted for three or four years. Every year when it blooms, I will come to have a look, not only because it is beautiful, but also because it is a good medicine for falling. He smiled and said, "We all soldiers have some old problems. It's best to use this medicine."

Bu Nuan used to have asthma, and her mother did not allow her to go out in April and May, so she could not distinguish between peonies and red medicine. She bent down and looked carefully, feeling that the flower buds were similar. "Red medicine and peony, the two flowers look very similar!"

She speaks in a pleasant voice, without edges and corners, warm and kind. She has clean eyes and elegant manners, but she has such a good age, but she shows a reserved and valuableness that does not match her age, which is really puzzling.

She bent down in the front half of the large flowers, and the silk wrapped around her arms fell lightly on his knees. Lan Sheng's heart jumped, and the picture seemed to have weight, which made him at a loss. He laughed at himself. What is this? Love at first sight? If so, that's not good news to celebrate.

He quickly calmed down, with an indifferent expression on his face and a steady voice, "It's easy to distinguish the two. Peony flowers are only solitary on the top of the branches, the red medicine is different, and it also grows under the leaves, and it is multi-ethnic. This kind of flower is not as ambitious as peony. It is more expensive than modesty. Peony is the king of flowers, and red medicine is the flower phase. Although it has not reached the top, it is more approachable.

Bu Nuan raised his eyes and said, "Don't you grow peonies?"

Lan Sheng shook his head, "I'm not a poet who sings flowers and willows. I don't have that much time and energy. Red medicine is good to cook, just apply some thin fertilizer at ordinary times. Moreover, after the peony flowering period, different peonies earn spring, and they are a gentleman who knows how to judge the situation. He suddenly grinned and smiled lightly, "It's pretentious. In fact, I'm not that detached. I'm a very practical person. No matter how beautiful the peony is, it won't bloom for a while. What's left after the flowers fade? The peony is different. It can be used as medicine, at least it has some value.

His personality is pleasant and really unpretentious. Although it is inevitable that he is markety, he is much better than those high-mouthed people.

Roll for collection~~