Chapter 30 Duke of Chu

A large bathtub has been placed in the hall, which is one foot deep and elliptical, and can accommodate people to lie down. The hot steam under the autumn sun is like a neon. Rong Hui carefully closed the doors and windows and pulled the slow account before he could clean up.

He put a cotton veil on his forehead and slowly flowed down. Hot water stimulates the body, crisp tendons and cartilage, and exhales a long breath of turbidity: "Comfort--" Simply calm down and close your eyes to refresh yourself.

There is also a bucket of boiling water next to it, with gourd ladle floating on the water. When the water cools down, he added a ladle. Leisurely, it's really like riding a cloud and driving a fog, transforming into an immortal. I was confused and suddenly heard someone calling: "Mr. Prince... Your clothes have been bought back!" The voice is clear and still in my ear. It's the teapin.

"Why did she come in!" Rong Hui took action like the wind and covered his lower body with a veil. He was shocked. When he saw a shadow outside the window, he suddenly realized: "The little girl has good skills and was actually posed by her!" He was a relief: "I know, you put it under the window!" He was ashamed, and his voice trembled slightly.

Rong Hui went out in old obese clothes before changing into a new suit. Tin crown, deep silk coat, inlaid jade belt, sheepskin soft boots. It is colorful, bright and generous, and it is the decoration of literati. He was overjoyed and vowed never to take it off again. I glanced at the old clothes on the edge of the basin, so I picked up my belt, washed it by the way, and kept it for later.

When the maids saw him carrying a bucket out to dry, they hid in the distance to peek. They also saw that he was sharp, his hands and feet were calm, and they nodded to each other. Xiaoxuan happened to come over and nodded and smiled: "The size is just right. It looks much more energetic!"

She combed her bun, tied her hair with a golden hoop, and purple jade as a hairpin. Earrings of gold wire, beads cover the temples. He wears half of the violet arm and a golden gauze belt around his waist. Cloud-rimmed big sleeves, golden dress. Kesi embroidered chrysanthemum, brilliant. The clothes under the autumn sun are floating, adding to the wind.

Rong Hui turned around and suddenly saw a fairy coming up the flower path, followed by a group of beautiful maidservant, who nodded happily: "You are going to get married!" It made the maids laugh.

Xiao Xuanfeng's eyes were slightly annoyan. She caught a glimpse of half of his boots under his clothes, so she mentioned him: "Your belt is high. Put it down."

Rong Hui blushed and did as he said, but still showed his ankles. Xiaoxuan continued, "Let's put a little more!"

Rong Hui blushed and held the belt with his hand and put it down a little, but still showed the upper of the shoe. Xiaoxuan was a little impatient and frowned and ordered, "Let it go again."

Rong Hui's mouth was bitter: "If you put it again, it will touch the ground." Ai Ai of the period caused the girls to hide their faces and sneer.

"Who dares to laugh at himself?" Xiaoxuanfeng's eyes were cold and swept out like a strong wind. Seeing the girls sucking and lowering their heads together, they explained leisurely: "The lower costume should not only cover their feet, but also not touch the ground. As long as you often walk on the board road and the pace is smooth, the bottom of the skirt will not be dirty, which is called demeanor.

"Even if it is not stained with dirt, there will always be some dust. However, the silk is bright, and if it is stained with dust, it is very obvious!" Rong Hui suddenly realized: "It seems that if you want to maintain this style, you have to change your style often!" He smiled bitterly and did according to his words.

Mei Jie came forward to relieve everyone: "Miss, where is the lunch?"

"In the middle hall." Xiaoxuan nodded slightly and then told, "Prepare the carriage in the afternoon and order another 1,000 taels of silver tickets. I'm going home. Go and help me find someone, the big owner of HSBC Qianzhuang, Shi Wanxin. After saying that, they went straight to the middle hall, and the girls answered together.

"One thousand taels, go home? It is rumored on the mountain that she was born in the 'Gongfu'. Is it true! Rong Hui was surprised and then followed. It's just that the clothes are too low. I'm afraid of taking them off to the ground. I often want to look down.

After lunch at the table, Mei Chai served two hot tea and a Kesi purse, and took the opportunity to reply, "Miss, the carriage and horse are ready. Xing Chai and I will serve you. Cha Chai and Yu Chai looked at the yard, and the others went to Shi Wanxin.

Xiaoxuan nodded his head and agreed, took the purse, smiled and laughed at himself: "It's not easy for a big family to live with 2,000 stone rice a year. Now that I have joined the Chu family, I should also help.

"A family of three is no more than one catty of rice a day. Two thousand stones is enough for 600 households to eat for a year!" Rong Hui was sorry and echoed: "One liang of silver and two stone meters should indeed be spent by the government of 1,000 taels a year." After drinking hot tea, the two went straight to the Duke of Chu.

The van carriage, covered with a flat roof, is black and bright, and looks very calm. Rong Hui put on new clothes, deliberately lifted the soap mantle and looked at the customs of the city with a smile. Xiaoxuan also told him: "The prince is old to have a son. The son of the world is congenitally inadequate and weak. I don't know what the master did to make the prince recognize me as his daughter and enter the genealogy. The prince has dragged it down until now, and his health has not improved. You should say a few words when you see him.

"If you are in a hurry and go to the hospital, some people will believe it, not to mention just recognize a daughter." Rong Hui laughed at himself and comforted Xiaoxuan: "This is fate. No one else can ask for it."

"Since he recognizes himself as a young lady of the 'Guogongfu', he will marry at a low price!" Xiaoxuan smiled, and a trace of haze disappeared like smoke and clouds.

The public house is three wide and five deep. The door is painted with gold paint, and the oil is shiny. Beast-faced door rings, tigers and tigers are powerful. Rong Hui saw it and couldn't help sighing: "The public house is the public house, and the gate is more elegant than your middle hall."

Xiaoxuan gave him a white look and ordered Mei to knock on the door. The man who opened the door was an old servant, wearing a six-in-padded hat, a gray cotton jacket, yawning under the autumn sun and being listless.

Mei's name was reported, and the old servant was stunned and turned around and said, "Miss is back home!" With that, he opened the middle door and led the horse into the house in person.

Rong Hui was afraid to be close to his hometown, and then pulled up the soap mantle to peek. Next to the bluestone road, a row of green pines was planted. It is green and green, just like a blue screen. Every ten, there is a pair of bluestone lampposts, neatly, a total of 12 pairs, wandering straight down the steps of the front hall.

The front hall is wide with seven rooms, with nine rooms, each with two buildings. Three layers of buckets, brightly painted. The big pillar of gold paint can shine on people. Rong Hui saw it and couldn't help stroking his hands and sighing: "Ganxin, style..."

"Shut up!" Xiaoxuan scolded in a low voice: "Take it easy. Don't look like you've never seen the world."

"I haven't seen it before!" Rong Hui muttered in a low voice and tied up his clothes.

The carriage stopped outside the hanging flower gate, and Meihai pedaled and helped Xiaoxuan get out of the car. Rong Hui jumped down and looked around. There are three hanging flower doors, which are also carved beams and painted buildings, and the light can illuminate people. At the fourth level of the door, there is a silk show plug-in screen, which used to be an inner house. There is a six-foot board road in front of the door, which leads to the courtyard on one side. Between the pines and cypresses, the shadows of the trees are mottled, the shade is thick, and the winding path is secluded.

After the screen, two girls with double buns suddenly turned out, both wearing autumn collar jackets and orange horse-faced skirts, which were the maids in the house. The two Yingying came and saluted: "Hello, miss, madam is waiting for you in the middle hall." Don't be in a hurry, don't be generous.

Rong Hui secretly praised: "It is worthy of the Duke's Mansion, and the maid from ** is also better than the lady in the countryside." Xiaoxuan took out two silver coins, one of whom stuffed one, and said with a smile, "Two sisters, take them to buy flowers!"

The two took it with a smile, thanked them, and turned around to lead the way. As a man, Rong Hui was afraid of breaking the rules and dared not move. After a glimpse of Xiaoxuan wadding his hand, he lowered his head and followed.

In the door is a garden, which is shining in the sun and fragrant osmanthus. Although it lacks trimming, it is more natural. Walking on the cobble path, he saw red walls and green tiles and rockery halls built outside the flowers and trees, and he was amazed: "How do such people usually live?" It is also the same, waiting to turn back to the right road, already in front of the middle level.

The middle hall is seven rooms wide, with nine frames. It is also a red pillar Uwa, carved beams and painted buildings. In the eaves, there was a row of maids standing and greeting each other, "Miss is back!" Miss is back"... Yingying and Yanyan, so lively!

Rong Hui was shocked and followed Xiaoxuan closely. He didn't dare to look at it again and took the wrong step. Seeing the shadow shaking, a group of maids gathered out a middle-aged woman. She wore a snow-silver face, an autumn-colored stand-up collar jacket, and a piece of Kesi Bijia, which was shining in the autumn sun.

Rong Hui sighed secretly: "This is the Duke's wife, what a great style!" But I heard the woman say, "Miss, it's rare to come back. Please come into the room. Madam and the prince are waiting in the middle hall." She turned out to be just a shameless stewer's mother. How can the mistress bear if the servant is like this? When he was secretly surprised, he saw the mother greeting herself again: "Please come into the house for tea!"

The middle hall is dedicated to entertaining relatives, friends and distinguished guests, and has always been inhabited by the main owner. Although there are seven rooms and nine, there is a circle of corridors around, and in fact there are only five rooms and seven. There are two front halls in the middle, one is a fallen seat, and four of them are the middle hall.

"I want to enter the house too?" Rong Hui took a deep breath and followed the front hall. There was a landscape painting screen facing him, a table in front of the screen, and a enamel tower stove and blue and white porcelain bottles on the table, which were exquisitely carved and overflowing with colorful light.

There is another Eight Immortals table in front of the table, next to which is a Taishi chair and lacquered wooden feet. Handing over the chair and coffee table, there are eight pairs. The autumn fragrance fell to the tent behind the seat, and it fluttered gently in the breeze, like a falling glow. The palace lamp fell on the roof, the floor was paved with gold bricks, and the end was magnificent.

Rong Hui was flattered and was glad that he changed his clothes, otherwise how could he rush into such a room? In a blink of an eye, after seeing the maids surrounded Xiaoxuan and walking into the mantle, he sat in the front of the mantle.

The maids served hot tea, fruit plates and snacks, and said, "Sir, please use it slowly." Respectful and warm-hearted, courteous.

Rong Hui was excited and seemed to go away in the wind. He picked up the teacup with his left hand, clamped the lid with two fingers in his right hand, scraped the floating leaves like Xiaoxuan, and then gently took a small bite. He felt that only this move was worthy of sitting in such a room and drinking tea. As for the taste in the cup, I didn't taste it at all.

After half a cup of tea, a maid came out and said, "Sir, madam wants to see you." Rong Hui took a deep breath, and a fresh and straight to his chest, which was the best sandalwood. He straightened his clothes a little, stood up and followed her over.

There is a tassel embroidery curtain next to the screen, and behind the curtain is a six-foot aisle leading to the back door. On the right is the east partition wall, and the wall is hung with mountains and rivers. On the left is the main hall, which has been separated by a Bogu shelf, which is full of precious jade.

Between the pearls and treasures, the main hall furnishings are hollowed out. There are two Nanmu beds in the north and south, with two arhat beds lined up in two "concave" shapes. There is also a enamel tower stove in the middle, and the stove is dazzling with cigarettes.

The entrance is between the two Bogu shelves, and there is another bead curtain hanging. The maid invited the curtain. Rong Hui took a deep breath, raised his legs and went in. He saw an old woman in brocade sitting on the couch. She wore a gold jewelry, a big goose-yellow sleeve, with slightly white temples, lowered her eyebrows, and looked at Rong Hui with a smile and nodded, describing her as very kind.

Rong Hui stepped forward two steps and bowed: "I'm Li Ronghui, please Madam, Wanfu Jin'an." He only smiled softly: "Get up, get up, please sit down."

Rong Hui raised his head and saw Xiaoxuan sitting on the right of the old lady, and a young man sitting on the left of the old lady was also smiling at herself. He is as white as jade and looks gentle. He is dressed in a blue cocoon silk, handsome and leisurely. He is the son of the prince.

Rong Hui praised in his heart: "Nobility, this is nobility!" He bowed to him again: "The prince is blessed!"

Chu Shizi whispered softly, "Family, you're welcome. Please sit down!" The spirit is weak and weak.

Rong Hui looked up and saw that his muscles and bones were weak and congenitally insufficient. With a sigh, he sat on the east hand and saw that everyone was speechless. The scene was a little stiff, and he couldn't help looking at Xiaoxuan.

Xiaoxuan smiled skillfully: "Mother, just relax. Although the eldest brother is weak, hasn't he been sick or disaster? You are so tired, how can you have the energy when you are going to take care of your grandson in the future!"

The voice is gentle, and the words fall on the old lady's heart. The old lady smiled, raised her hand to twist her nose, and happily laughed and scolded, "You little devil, dare to fight your brother. It really makes people love and hate!" He caught a glimpse of the maids making new tea and pointed to them and said, "It's true that they served well, which saved me a little worry!" Singing and harmony is really like mother and daughter.