Jinyi Fengliu

Chapter 458 Care

Everyone stepped on the steps, and several servants in robes and white hats bowed to meet each other. Standing in front of them was an elder with a white beard holding his chest and said pleasantly, "Color orchid."

Song Nan nodded and smiled, "Color orchid."

Hou Dabiao behind him muttered, "Is this family dead? It's really unlucky to let our adults live in the homes of the dead.

Wang Yong said in astonishment, "How can I see it?"

"Hey, haven't you seen it? These people are all filial, Nuo! White hat on the head. In addition, these people scold people when they speak out, and scold 'perse wolves' when they see us adults opening their mouths. Fortunately, our adults also scold them perverts rudely..."

Hou Dabiao's voice was not small, and his words almost reached the ears of these servants. The leading old man's face changed color, and he glared at Hou Damiao.

Song Nan couldn't smile bitterly and hurriedly scolded, "Don't talk nonsense if you don't understand." After saying that, he turned his head and explained to the old man, "This father-in-law, I don't know the clothes you have and the way you say hello. Don't blame me for being rude."

The old man looked a little and bowed down and said, "Allah will bless the Marquis Song, and Allah will also punish those who speak rudely. Lord Song, the old man is the housekeeper of the Snow Tower, and obeys the order to serve the life and diet of the Marquis Song. Lord Song, please come in."

Song Nan nodded with a smile and said, "It's hard work."

Flash's father-in-law turned around and walked in, and a servant also retreated into the building. Song Nan followed him. Wang Yong hurried up and asked softly, "It turns out that these are all return people. Do all the return people wear white hats?"

Song Nan said, "Yes, the white hat is holy and pious in the eyes of the returnee. Unlike our customs, you can't talk nonsense if you don't understand. You need to know the etiquette of following the local customs. And the old man just saluted me as 'Color', which means auspicious greeting, and I also greeted him, which was polite. You two don't know anything and say that you are scolding each other, but it's really yours.

Hou Dabiao scratched his head awkwardly and smiled, "So, adults know a lot. Have you come back here before?"

Song Nan shook her head and said, "In fact, these etiquette can be known with a little attention, and there is no need to come here specially." Song Nan thought to himself: It turned out that hundreds of years later, the etiquette of the Hui people remained unchanged. At that time, he had a lot of contacts with several Hui business customers. He still remembered their etiquette and taboos, but he didn't expect it to come in handy here.

"The most taboo is to defile their beliefs and insult their personality. Even if we see these Hui people as servants, we can't make arbitrary jokes. I will tell you many taboos in the future. Remember not to talk nonsense if you don't understand." Song Nan told him.

Hou Dabiao and Wang Yong nodded and agreed. Everyone went up the steps to the porch. The old man Shan turned around and said, "Margrave Song, there are more than 200 people under your subordinates. I'm afraid that this building can't live in this building. Can you please settle down in the courtyard by yourself?"

Song Nan smiled and said, "Do you have a house?"

The old man pointed to more than a dozen houses in the corner of the yard and said, "It's already ready. It's spacious and comfortable. Your family will be satisfied. How about I order someone to take them there to settle down?"

Song Nan also knew that it was impossible for 200 cavalry to live in the building, so he laughed and said, "That's a good job."

The old man surnamed Shan ordered two servants to turn around and led a cavalry and a cavalry school selected by Fusi in the North Town to turn to the house next to the building. Seeing that there were still more than a dozen guards beside Song Nan who could not follow him, the old man surnamed Shan said, "Let's settle down together."

Wang Yong raised his eyebrows and shouted, "These are the marquis's personal guards. How to protect them when they live outside? What are the rules for my marquis to live in your dilapidate house? Why don't you let people live?"

The old man surnamed Shan was shocked and said hurriedly, "That's all right. Please invite your guests into the house."

The old man ordered people to open the door hanging from the thick felt blanket. When he stepped in first, Song Nan and others also stepped in. As soon as they entered the building, a warm fragrance suddenly came to their nose, and the light inside was slightly dark, but after a moment after their eyes adapted, everyone opened their mouths in surprise.

The huge candle in the hall of the building is burning, and it should be exquisite. The floor is covered with thick carpets, furry pillows are placed on the tables and chairs, and the first giant incense case is carved at both ends of auspicious beasts; the square wood carving screen is hung with colorful brush painting screen, painted flowers and birds, plum orchid chrysanthemum bamboo and other things; a one-height yellow crane in the corner of the room He held his head and neck high, and there was a faint green smoke in his mouth, and the fragrance spewed out of the bird's beak.

"Tut, let the adults guess right. It's really a fragrant small building. How much money will this guy spend?" Hou Dabiao squeaked his lips and praised.

Wang Yong said, "This is still the lobby downstairs. I don't know how exquisite it is upstairs. It's really the property of the prince's family. Oh, it's amazing."

"Please change your clothes and shoes." The old man surnamed Shan looked at Song Nan and others with a slight contempt and said with a shocked expression.

"Change clothes and shoes?" Wang Yong frowned and said, "Do you think we are dirty?"

The old man's eyes fell on the ground where everyone stood at the door, and saw that the clean and soft velvet blanket was already in a mess. Everyone stepped on the mud outside and came in. At this moment, they had trampled on the carpet in this small area of the door.

Everyone was a little embarrassed. Such a clean and elegant building was messed up by his group of people as soon as they entered the door, but he felt a little guilty. Even Hou Dabiao felt that the old man's request to change clothes and shoes was not too much, but at this time, he heard Song Nan say, "Fa father-in-law, please order someone to remove this carpet."

The old man was stunned and said, "Removed the carpet? How did this withdraw?"

Song Nan smiled and said, "If you remove the carpet, you won't be dirty by us."

The old man said, "Isn't it good for adults to change into the clean cloth shoes we prepared?"

Song Nan smiled and said, "My father-in-law, I don't have this habit of waiting. Why don't we stay here and go back to my government house? When you tell your master, why don't you dirty your beautiful carpet?"

The old man was shocked and said, "Don't do it. Adults can do whatever they like. The villain is talking too much."

Song Nan laughed and said, "Don't you need to change shoes and clothes?"

"No...no."

Song Nan smiled and took a few steps forward with dirty boots, and suddenly left a line of dirty footprints on the clean carpet. Song Nan looked back at the footprints and laughed, "It's really a pity, but it's like stepping on the first line of footprints on the snow that no one has stepped on, and I feel very happy."

Hou Dabiao and Wang Yong were stunned. What kind of abnormal psychology is this? Just now, they taught us to follow the customs. A moment later, it was this face, but Song Nan waved and said, "Come on, what are you doing? Let's go upstairs to see how luxurious the sleeping place is."

How could everyone hesitate? They coaxed up and trampled on the big mud. After they coaxed them up the stairs, the old man looked at the red carpet on the mud-covered stairs and smiled bitterly and muttered, "Allah will punish you."

The exquisiteness upstairs did not disappoint everyone, which was more exquisite than the lobby downstairs, especially the big bed arranged for Song Nan to sleep. Song Nan smiled when she saw it. ** The bedding was full of goose down, and people sat up and sank more than half of her body.

The interior decoration is also very elegant. There is a pair of Yaoqin on the small table by the window, and there is a large dressing table in one corner. What is embedded on it is not a bronze mirror, but an authentic large glass mirror. You need to know that this kind of mirror is imported. Once these fragile goods are safely sold, the price can be called sky-high. This made Song Nan interested in the owner of the room. While others were looking for Ansheng's room, Song Nan carefully checked in this room for a long time, and found a thin piano score in the drawer of the dressing table, which was written by a hairpin pen and other instructions. At this time, Song Nan was sure that the original owner of the snow-viewing building must have been a woman, and neither the decoration nor taste seemed to be a man's residence.

Soon after, a group of returning servants with white hats began to roll up and evacuate all the carpets on the ground. Such a precious carpet could not withstand these people**. If they don't close them quickly, I'm afraid that after a few days of people live in, they will become mud-shell pot helmets.

Song Nan watched those people take away the carpet with a faint smile. Although he did not want to play this annoying role, since he knew that this was the property of the Qingwang Mansion and that he lived here was the meaning of King Anhua, Song Nan had to be doubly careful. Change shoes and clothes? Isn't this a joke? What's the difference between this and taking the initiative to disarm? If something happens, you can't even run fast in open cloth shoes.

Song Nan even ordered Wang Yong to extinguish the smoke in the smoking crane-shaped incense burner in the lobby downstairs with a glass of water. Who knows what's in this incense slice? Don't come here overnight. Everyone's soft hands and feet are tied up. That's a joke.

Of course, this is just a bad plan. Song Nan also understands that before everything has been shown and the contradictions have intensified, no one dares to openly attack themselves. If something happens here, it will be a hundred times more serious than Yang Yiqing's being killed. Although it is difficult to distinguish between enemies and friends, it has not yet. When the tip of the needle is against Mai Mang.