Chapter 28 Appreciating the lotus pavilion doze off

The fire in July is natural.

But in Jinhao, the sunshine in early June was strong enough to make a piece of humanoid black charcoal.

Near noon, the poisonous sun hung high in the blue sky, and the hot light roasted people almost dehydrated. Even in the usually quite lively streets and alleys, in this hot afternoon, when even the air began to twist, it became as quiet as midnight. No normal person would come out as an iron plate at this time. The barbecue.

On the old locust tree at the alleyway of the street, the sound of cicadas sounded all over the town, and the big yellow dog tied to the door stretched out its tongue and lay lazily on the ground, drowsy.

The high-altitude wind is constantly drifting forward with clouds. In the valley far away from the hustle and bustle of the city, the feng shui baysapter made of green bamboo stands on the water. The breeze wrinkles the calm lake, as if an invisible hand is touching the blue color.

The water shelter is surrounded by heavy veils. The turbulent wind lifts the veil, and the veil rotates like an enchanting dancer.

A slender but weak white figure leaned against the brocade in the center of the water, with one hand supporting the forehead, and the long sleeves hanging under the couch and swaying gently with the wind, like the green silk pouring down like a waterfall, a blue and black totem on the brocade.

The smoke curled up in the exquisite plated copper stove, bringing out a strong incense. The man reached out and touched the xylophone in front of the bed, and his almost transparent fingertips gently plucked on the strings, and there was an unslodical sound.

"Left protector, the Lord has instructions." The man in black, dressed in a short slap on his face and a ferocious face, appeared out of thin air and knelt on his knees with one knee in his hands.

The fairy-like figure in the waterhouse paused, and the slender fingers stopped and spread out on the strings. The voice was as cold as a spring spring. "Say it."

The man in black stood up and entered the water hotel. A few steps away from the brocade, he whispered a few words in a voice that could only be heard by two people. Then he stepped back a few steps and lowered his head to stand by.

The man's hand on the brocade rose and turned his head slightly. His sharpened chin was delicate, his pale cheeks were glowing with jade-like light, and the slanted phoenix eyes were naturally fierce.

"Did the Lord really say that?"

"Recommation to the left guard, yes."

The slender and thick eyelashes like butterfly wings gently fanned down, covering the flash in the man's eyes, like long-suppressed resentment, humiliation and unwillingness.

"It's still so annoying..."

He said to himself softly and almost inaudible. The man laughed at himself, reached out and picked up a wisp of black hair to play. He turned his back to the man in black and asked coldly, "Did the Lord say when he would come back?"

"No," the man in black respectfully retreated out of the water and replied dullly, "The Lord has an order, and you are not allowed to follow."

Are you afraid that he will grasp his whereabouts? That's ridiculous.

"...I see. You go down."

"My subordinates are leaving." The man in black nodded respectfully and moved, as if he had come.

The man on the brocade lowered his eyes and thought for a long time. Then he propped up his body with his hands and stood barefoot on the floor. He walked a few steps elegantly with his back. He was meditating about the center of the lake for a long time, but suddenly turned around and swept his long sleeves angrily.

When the wind passed, the xylophone on the shorts instantly broke into two pieces, and the strings burst and made a harsh sound.

"There is no water." The slender willow eyebrows twisted, the man turned his head with a gloomy face and called, and his slightly thin pale lips were tightly squeezed.

"Young master." The air in the shadow of the waterhouse fluctuated like water, and then an all-black figure stood out of it.

On such a hot day, the ghost-like figure actually covered his whole body in a wide cloak, which not only surrounded the body tightly, but also the face seemed to be shrouded in black fog, and could not be seen clearly even in sufficient sunlight.

"Continue to track down his whereabouts. I want to know who he has been in contact with recently," the man who narrowed with evil eyes and known as the left guard clenched his fists. His originally weak body actually burst out with an incomparable murderous and murderous tone, "Also, find out his weakness, I want He will never turn over."

It is impossible for a person to have no weakness. What he wants is enough to completely destroy that person.

As long as he mastered his weakness, soon, he will be able to take back everything he lost.

"Water does not know what to do, young master, please rest assured." The cloak monster who was called Shui Wu nodded his head, and his voice did not fluctuate at all.

"Cough... Go ahead."

He waved his hand tiredly, and the man with fairy-like temperament sat back on the brocade couch and gasped vigorously by pressing his chest. His pale face was stained with a layer of sick blush, and a little cinnabar between his eyebrows turned as red as blood.

"My subordinates... quit."

The cloak monster seemed to want to get close, but his raised foot was not put down, but he silently took it back, lowered his head, stepped back a few steps, and quietly disappeared into the shadow.

Shan Xiaowu, like a dying fish, stuck out his tongue and spread it on the cool mat, with his cheeks against the ground, half squinting at the pink lotus blooming in the lake. The jade sat cross-legged beside her and fanned her with a fan in the other.

At this moment, the master and servant are in the pavilion in the center of the lotus pond. Because the hot single Xiaowu can't stay in the room, the cellar is too cold and not suitable for her lazy bone to roll the mat, so they can only come up with the idea of the pavilion, lay the mat, lie on the top, and put some ice next to it. Although it is still hot, compared with The room is much more comfortable. If there are not too many mosquitoes here at night, she will definitely move the bed here to live in.

Originally, this pavilion was used by Shan Jinlin to read books during his leisure time, but not long after he sat down, Shan Xiaowu smiled with bad intentions. He rubbed it up, poured tea, pinched his shoulders and sent pastries. He was so attentive that people couldn't stand it.

The corners of my eyes caught a glimpse of the emerald holding a mat and a pillow behind the pillar and looking at the pavilion. Only then did I understand that my unreasonable little sister was greedy for coolness and was about to move the bed here.

Although Shan Jinlin is not too opposed to it, as a qualified brother, he still has to wear such a suit in theory.

So he refused righteously, and he came for most of the day without raising his eyebrows. Then he smiled and rolled down the hair on the top of her head before Shan Xiaowu broke out, and then shook the paper fan and left freely. Before leaving, he did not forget to "good" two of his four attendants, Shan Gong followed Shan Xi stayed and firmly guarded the door of the hospital. It was a beautiful name to protect Shan Xiaowu, a girl who had not left the cabinet, from other men to see her sleeping. In fact, she was supervising her so that she would not take the opportunity to make trouble again.

"Miss, Shan Gong is on the edge of the corridor." Jadeite sat, and her sharp-eyed eyes saw Shan Gong, who was wandering in front of the corridor and did not dare to come.

Seeing her looking over, Shan Gong's eyes lit up and immediately raised his hands and waved, "He seems to have something to say, Miss, Jade, go and have a look."

Smell the fragrance of flowers, look at the scenery, and occasionally hear the sound of fish jumping out of the water in my ears. It feels very comfortable to lie in the pavilion, and it is also very... hypnotic.

"Go ahead." Shan Xiaowu made the wind drowsy, raised his hand and nodded vaguely.

Feicui stood up from the ground and walked to the edge of the corridor. They muttered together for a long time. The two reached a consensus. One went back to the door of the courtyard, and the other ran to Shan Xiaowu.

"Miss, miss, it's not a big deal." He stretched out his hand and pushed Shan Xiaowu, who died on the ground like kneading dough, and the jade said anxiously, "Madam is coming this way. I guess she has entered Xiyuan now. Hurry up."

Shan Xiaowu was dizzy and swollen by her shaking, and the hard-won sleepiness ran away in an instant.

With a wave of her hand to separate her, she yawned, and her tone was not too good. "I'll come when I come. My mother can't eat people."

"Miss," Feicui looked like he hated steel. "Did you forget that you promised your wife the day before yesterday that you would recite the Female Premonition well, and you will do a decent lady's thing from now on?"

At this moment, the young lady is lying on the floor of the gazebo with her legs crossed. If the lady sees it, she will faint on the spot.

After being reminded by Feicui, Shan Xiaowu remembered in a trance that he seemed to have promised such a thing.

At present, I had to get up and reluctantly let the jadeite tidy up the folds on her clothes, and then sit on the chair, but the upper body subconsciously lay on the table again.

Feicui reached out and pulled back her shoulder and whispered, "Miss, Shan Gong Shanxi, the two of them will delay their wife for a while, but they won't last long. You have to be ready first."

"How did Shan Gong know that my mother was coming?" Shan Xiaowu yawned and asked Feicui to roll up her hair and insert beads. Because she wants to go to bed, she has always been in a state of shading hair. If she wants to see Mrs. Shan now, she naturally has to pack up first.

While Feicui kept combing Shan Xiaowu's long hair, he cautiously looked back at the direction of the corridor. "Shangong said he asked for money to inform him. He bumped into his wife in the garden, so he quickly came to inform the young lady."

"... It's righteous enough. I'll take them to eat roast suckling pigeons next time." Shan Xiaowu scratched his chin and squinted.

At the beginning, Father Shan was afraid that his child would be lonely, so he spent a lot of money to set up four good attendants for each of them. Shan Xiaowu never liked that too many people followed her, so he only chose jade and pearls, and the other two were forwarded to Mrs. Shan.

Shan Jinlin calmly took people down, and immediately named the four close servants: Shan Gong, Shan Xi, Shan Fa, and Shan Cai. Together, they are congratulations on making a fortune.

And like the game, the four people on Shan Baoqian's side also can't escape the end of being changed to a best name: single move, single money, single entry, single treasure, together is a treasure.

Because the last word of Zhaocai Jinbao violated the name of Shan Baoqian, it had to be changed to the homophone word 'Bao'. In addition, in order to distinguish the single wealth of different masters, the two brothers combined, the one on the side of Shan Jinlin was changed to single money, and the one on the side of Shan Baoqian was changed to single money, so Everyone is happy - except for the eight entourage who have been renamed, especially the single bag, the eggs are broken all over the ground!

Because Shan Xiaowu is natural and familiar, can talk to everyone, is easy to talk and generous, so most of the servants in the house have a good relationship with her. Even the eight people who congratulate him for making money and fortune are secretly facing her. Except for betraying their master, some of them will be dog legs from time to time. Run and tell her - of course, the main purpose is to eat, drink and play around.

Growing up together, few people in the house don't understand Shan Xiaowu's temperament. Congratulations on making a fortune. They know more clearly that she has always been afraid of the tough Mrs. Shan, so they usually pay attention to it intentionally or unintentionally. As long as they see the target walking towards Shan Xiaowu's yard, there will always be one or two people who will try to advance. Inform her so that she won't be caught doing bad things.

"Miss, madam is here."

At the corners of his eyes, he caught a glimpse of Mrs. Shan, who was served by two maids and stepped on the corridor. The jadeite finally wiped Shan Xiaowu's sweat, retreated aside, picked up the fan and pretended to be.

Shan Xiaowu immediately straightened up his back, pretended to be fine, picked up the book she had just left aside and turned it over, shook his head and read it, "Guan Guan Jujiu is on the island of the river, a fair lady and gentleman is good..."

"Miss, you took the book in reverse." The corners of the jadei's mouth twitched and reminded her, "Also, this is the Women's commandment, not the Book of Songs."

Shan Xiaowu smiled, reached out and rubbed his eyes with a little hazy feeling, and calmly dropped the blue book in his hand.