Chapter 4 Qinfu Compound

Entering his home - the Xunmen Qinfu compound of Liji 12, Qin Mubai felt a trace of familiar excitement and throbbing, which was the same feeling as when he went to the army to visit his father as the commander of the army group army in his previous life. He was both proud and stressed.

From the bottom of his heart, Qin Mubai has never thought of infiltrating the glory and achievements of his parents. He would not have embarked on the road of an archery athlete. At the beginning, he wanted to open up a sky of his own to prove himself.

This life has come to the Tang Dynasty, and it is still the same.

The glory and achievements of his father Qin Shubao may bring convenience to himself, but those auras always belong only to his father.

No matter whether you are spoiled or humiliated, a road is ultimately paved under your feet, and you have to walk through it step by step.

"The third young master, the master and his wife are in the back house hall. Go and worship!" The servant introduced Qin Mubai into the compound and resigned by himself. The master's family is not something that the servant can look after.

Uncle Qin is precious as the Duke of the country and the third-grade general of the current dynasty. The twelve halberd in Xunmen is unspeakable, but this compound is relatively simple. There is no imaginary golden brilliance and the iconic groups of servants and maidservants of rich families, and even a little deserted and lonely.

The tile house with large arched eaves and the rough bluestone slate road are full of simple and simple meanings and the majestic beauty of thick lines, and the unique rough and vigorous atmosphere of the military martial arts family comes to the face.

The front house was only used to wait for guests to rest horses. Qin Mubai walked all the way to the back house. On the way, he met several servants and maids in the house. Most of them just stopped their hands and bowed or said a woman's salute. It was not like the Qing Palace film and television drama.

"It turned out that people in the Tang Dynasty were not seriously enslaved by the Qing Dynasty. When these servants saw me, they not only didn't kneel down and bow down, but also didn't mention the words 'slave material' and 'slave maidservant'. At most, they called themselves 'little man'. It seems that I, like many people, are too deeply poisoned by the 'Qing Palace Opera'. In the future, I need to learn more about the etiquette of the Tang Dynasty.

Although the Qin Mansion is simple, the area is not small. Cross a cloister and a grove of paths to the back house, which is the home. A large tile main room with bucket arches and flying eaves stands in the middle, with two rows of straddles on the side, and a slightly lower row of servant houses not far away.

No matter which row of houses, the unified ones are facing east and west. This is the unified customization of Chang'an residence - it can't be consistent with the imperial city facing north and south, otherwise it will conflict with the dragon spirit because it is disrespectful.

Qin Mubai slowly breathed and restrained his mind, and steadily walked up the stairs of the main room to the lobby. Curious to look up and see what was in the hall, he suddenly felt an invisible pressure coming towards him!

"What a fierce breath... Is this the fierceness on the body of the person who has really walked through the sea of blood corpses?" Qin Mubai once had this feeling. When he got along with several special forces instructors before, he vaguely felt the "ad spirit" emanating from them!

With his eyelids slightly raised, Qin Mubai saw a man in purple brocade sitting in the main seat of the lobby.

Suddenly stunned, Qin Mubai couldn't help but be stunned for a moment.

"Dad?!"

The man in front of him is almost exactly the same as his military commander's father in his previous life!

The same restrained silence is like a mountain, and the same unangry and majestic eyes are like a knife!

What is slightly different is that the man in front of him looks a little younger and less than 50 years old, leaving a few long and beautiful mustches on the abdomen, and his face is slightly pale and faintly morbid.

"Why don't Sanlang come and kneel down to worship his father?" A woman's voice of joy came from the side. Qin Mubai suddenly came to his senses and found that a thirty- or forty-year-old woman was standing next to the main hall, which surprised him again!

This woman... actually looks exactly like the mother of the music professor in the previous life!

"Is it really predestined in the past and present life?"

For a moment, Qin Mubai's heart beat a little faster, but Fortunately, as an archer, after countless special trainings, his psychological quality has always been excellent. He quickly calmed down and calmed down and fell to the ground.

"Qin Liang, see your father!" The man had gold under his knees, and he knelt down to his parents. At this time, Qin Mubai was at ease, and there was some unexpected surprise and throbbing in his heart, as if he had seen his father who would never be seen again in anticipation.

"Do you also know that you are not good?" Qin Shubao's voice was a little cold beyond Qin Mubai's expectation, and even a little unhappy and angry. "Say, why were you expelled from the army? Isn't it embarrassing to have made some mistakes again?"

Qin Mubai's unexpected heart was a little cold. At present, he didn't want to argue with his father. To be honest, he said, "The child didn't make a mistake, but suddenly received an order, and he was also confused and puzzled."

A moment of silence.

Qin Mubai felt an invisible pressure like a closed air cavity, wrapping himself in it, and faintly breathing.

"I don't dare to deceive you."

With a "duck", Qin Shubao stood up from the couch with a crutch. The woman next to him hurried to help him. He waved his hand and said, "Take him back to teach him." I'm tired, so let's go and rest on our own.

After saying that, Qin Shubao walked to the side with a crutch and soon disappeared at the side door of the main hall.

Qin Mubai glanced sideways at Qin Shubao's staggering with crutches, but still a straight back. He thought in his heart: It seems that Dad's health is not very good... It turns out that "I" is really not very pleasant at home, but it doesn't matter. I will change all this!

"Sanlang, get up quickly!" The woman came to help Qin Mubai with a happy face. Her kind eyes looked at him up and down, and the feeling of licking the child was overflowing.

The memory in his mind told Qin Mubai that Qin Shubao's unmatched wife had passed away. In front of him was Qin Shubao's step-in-law and his biological mother Liu.

"Mom, I'm back." With a smile, Qin Mubai felt warm and peaceful in his heart. It seems that I have seen my real mother, the good wife and mother who have spoiled me for nearly 30 years.

"You have been away from home for almost three years and joined the army. Now you are back. I'm so happy." Liu's eyes caught Qin Mubai's arms with tears in her eyes. She kept looking up and down and her voice was a little choked. "Yes, my son has grown up and grown up with the same appearance as your father, and he is more clever than before. Who dares to say that my son is unworthy and stupid? I will not forgive him!"

Qin Mubai smiled and said, "What if it's your father?"

"He... He is such a cold and hot nature. Don't you know that you have been his son for eighteen or nineteen? Don't blame him. In fact, he is also happy in his heart. He just refuses to say it... Well, don't say it. Come on, I've set you down for your mother. Come on!" After saying that, Liu happily took Qin Mubai's hand and went out of the mansion and walked across the courtyard.

The concubine can only live in the side room of the courtyard, and the word "side room" is worthy of its name. Although the wife of the Qin family has been dead for many years, Liu's concubine, who has no support, can only live in the side room.

Entering his hometown and follow the customs first. Qin Mubai has no objection for the time being, but he feels a little awkward in his heart. And the short meeting with his father Qin Shubao just now, which can be called a glimpse, also made him feel that he and his mother seemed to have no detached position in this Qin family.

"It doesn't matter. It will be fine in the future." In this regard, Qin Mubai just smiled slightly.

He believes that blood is thicker than water, and that he has now changed his face. He is no longer the bad playboy before. One day he will change his father's attitude towards him and his mother's status at home.

Although he was not used to it, Qin Mubai still knelt down a few times before eating and watched his mother's command to put up a plate of delicious food.

A banquet, extremely rich. Southern fish and northern sheep, Tang Dynasty did not like to eat pork. On the table, there are exquisite mutton and fish dishes, as well as a few slices of scones sprinkled with black sesame and honey flavor.

The strange fragrance hit his nose, and Qin Mubai's index finger moved greatly.

"White Sharon, Dried Fish, Jushengnu... Sanlang, it's all your favorite famous dishes in Chang'an!" Liu himself did not set the table, but sat on the side of the meal and poured a glass of wine for Qin Mubai and handed it over. "Drink, son, your father's treasured Western Region Sanle pulp, specially asked me to bring it to pick up the wind and wash the dust!"

Qin Mubai stared at his mother, smiled, took the wine glass and drank it all.

Although the wine is light, the love is strong.

"Good wine!"

"Then drink a few more cups!"

"I'll make wine for my mother!" Qin Mubai took the wine pot but found that there was only one cup on the table. He was about to get up to get the cup. Liu pulled him and smiled and said, "Silly child, how can a girl have a banquet with you? I've already eaten it. You can eat and drink by yourself. The more you eat, the happier you will be, and it will be warmer than eating this meal by yourself.

Presumably this is also the custom of the Tang Dynasty. With separate tables and diet, men and women can't sit together... Qin Mubai did not insist on not embarrass his mother. He began to chew the delicious food on the table, and he couldn't help but burst out a sentence in his mind - what I ate was not rice, but family affection!

"Come on, come on! The world's first chef's special 'Little Crisp' is on the stage!" Suddenly, a clear female voice came from the side door, and soon a goose-yellow figure flashed in. A fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl smiled at Qin Mubai, looking very similar to Liu's. When she smiled, she had two dimples at the corners of her mouth.

"Third brother, welcome back! The little sister cooked this famous Chang'an dish herself to comfort you!"

Liu Shi smiled and said, "Naughty Saya, come and give your brother a gift first!"

"Little sister, just avoid these vulgar gifts!" Qin Mubai smiled and said, "This is my mother's sister, the only girl of the Qin family, and the youngest fourth child - Qin Shuanger.

It's quite beautiful, and it seems to be cute!