Chapter 205

Ran Yan glared at the night green one eye, straight body lets her comb hair, oneself continues to pack the veil.

When she tied a bow on it very seriously, she suddenly felt that if she was so solemn, she would not seem to attach too much importance to it Think, quickly untie.

Ran Yan looked down at a thin white cloth pad on the dressing table, and felt that it was really as late Green said. The ceremony was too light, so I thought about it, so I wrapped it carefully.

So repeated several times, the evening green finally can not help, "my lady, you say you are bag or not bag, give a happy words, maid look tired flustered."

Ran Yan suddenly realized that he was too indecisive to handle this matter. He put the wrapped up handkerchief aside.

As soon as their hair was combed, Gelan and Xing Niang came in with clothes and other things.

However, ran zhiniang asked her what she had done for the evening.

After breakfast, ran Yan went to the front yard and ran Pingyu to explain where he was going. He led the evening green and Ge Lan on the carriage on the inner road.

If you want to go out from the south-east street, you'd better go to the south-east street

Ran Yan's heart is quite moved. Xing Niang is like her mother. Her nagging opposition is only out of concern. When she reaches the point where she can't object, she still reminds her.

Pingkang square is only separated from the imperial city by a Zhuque street, and Chongren square is sandwiched between North and south.

The offices of local towns in Beijing are called jinsuyuan. There are 25 jinzuoyuan in Chongren square and 15 in pingkang square.

Every year, thousands of candidates and tens of thousands of candidates gather in the capital city to take part in the election. The above-mentioned two workshops "because they are one street, so they pour into the two cities. They are noisy day and night, and the lights are endless. There is no comparison between the various places in central Beijing. Therefore, it is not surprising that private prostitutes gather in pingkang square near the southeast corner of Dongshi.

On the north side of the Imperial City, there are many big houses. Chu suiliang, the Secretary Supervisor, also lives in pingkang square, only a few families away from Xiao Song's residence.

"Why did Xiao Langjun choose to live in this place?" As soon as he heard that the private brothels of pingkangfang were gathering, he was puzzled because it was easy to choose a new place with Xiao Song's family affairs and official position.

Is it for the convenience of whoring? Ran Yan thinks about it and overthrows it. Chu suiliang can't do it for convenience.

Xiao Song's residence is easy to find. The carriage enters from the north gate of pingkang square and goes straight along the main road to the West.

Ran Yan just got out of the car at the door, and then he saw the porter who was coming out. Suddenly, his eyes widened and he said in disbelief, "it's a little lady!"

After that, he poked the servant next to him and said in a hurry, "look! She's a pretty little girl

Several of the servants turned to look over, but also gaped, not surprised at ran Yan's beauty, but just surprised at her gender. Over the years, it has been said that even a female mosquito can be killed in the house of Mr. Xiao. Everyone believes in such nonsense! If you are a lady, you will give up.

The porter came forward cautiously and asked in a low voice, "little lady, this is the residence of Xiao Shilang of Xiao Yue. Are you in the wrong place?"

"I was looking for Mr. Xiao. I didn't go to the wrong place." Evening Green took over.

The porter whispered softly, for fear that the louder voice would frighten people, "come and sit in first."

Ran Yan chin first thanks, followed him to a tea room next to the porter.

This is the normal procedure of entertaining guests. Generally, the guests are welcomed into the concierge and wait. The maids and maidservants inform the host that if the guests are equal in identity and more popular, the host will come to meet them in person.

Ran Yan sat down in the tea room. A servant came to serve tea. After tea, he bowed over and said, "this lady, my husband has gone to the court and won't come back until the evening. If you have something to do, you may as well tell Dr. Liu or leave a letter for me

"Please inform Dr. Liu." Ran Yan said.

When the boy retreated out, the night green whispered, "lady, I think the eyes of the people in the house are strange."

It's not strange, but their astonishment can't be hidden from their eyes.

After waiting for a long time, ran Yan thought that Xiao's house was too big, and it would take a while to come. But when it was about two minutes later, ran Yan was impatient. She wanted to ask Wanlv to call the boy. She left a letter and left, but she heard the footsteps outside.

After listening to the footstep outside for a moment, he buttoned the door a few times and then pushed the door in.

The wind and snow came into the house, ran Yan couldn't help narrowing his eyes. When he got used to it, he opened his eyes and saw Xiao Song standing in the door covered with snow. His eyes couldn't hide his joy, "ah Yan."

"How did you come back?" Ran Yan said strangely.

Xiao Song patted the snow on his body and said casually, "I just got out of the government office and was going to handle a case in the east of the city. Because of the heavy snow, I came back to add a piece of clothes. I didn't expect you to come."This excuse is really flawless, and can not find a flaw, but do not know why, ran Yan can feel that he is lying, but also did not break him, only said, "I just came to return the cloak, thank you by the way."

"Take a seat in the hall." Xiao Song said.

Ran Yan hesitated and nodded.

Xiao Song took a look at the charcoal basin which seemed to have just risen in the tea room and asked, "can it be cold?"

"Not bad." Ran Yan answers truthfully. At first it was a little cold, but then the charcoal fire in the brazier gradually became more and more warm.

"Because there is no one in the house, and it's just winter, we haven't prepared a lot." Xiao Song said that he took the umbrella from the boy and helped ran Yan support it.

"No one will tell you about your delay, will you?" Ran Yan asked.

Under the umbrella, the two men separated by a punch, but it did not affect Xiao Song's good mood. He said with a smile, "it's almost noon, and some officials have returned to the government for dinner. It's not a big problem."

Xiao's house was not as big as expected. It was almost the same as ran Pingyu's residence. The house was covered with snow, and only a main road was swept out. There was thick white snow on both sides, and no one took care of it. More and more into the inside, more some corners have been covered with weeds.

On the way, I saw only one boy. There were many rooms in the mansion, but most of them were closed. It seemed that no one had lived there for a long time.

Xiao Song noticed her eyes and explained, "when my father was still in Chang'an, he lived in yongxingfang. Now it's elder brother and sister-in-law. I moved out because it's inconvenient for me to live there."

Brothers live in one place, each living in their own yard, what can be inconvenient? Perhaps because of the heavy transmission of evil spirit, people disliked it. In particular, Xiao Song's eldest brother married a Xiangcheng princess.

It is said that Xiangcheng princess is very good-natured and should have lived with her husband-in-law in the princess's mansion, but she felt that she had married her husband, so she rebuilt the old house on the basis of the original one. It's one thing for a princess to have a good temperament, but as a person with a bad personality, she has to have a little self-consciousness.

"Where's Shu Niang?" Ran Yan suddenly thinks of the only woman in Xiao's house.

"Well..." Xiao Song pondered for a moment and recalled, "I heard you mention it. I didn't see her for about two or three months."

In fact, two or three months ago, he was sent to Qizhou to reminisce with the old lady.

Into a concave courtyard, the corner of the courtyard has a two-story attic, which is much larger than the ordinary attic. If you climb into the attic, you will find that there is only a wall between here and the road outside the mansion.

This is Xiao Song's study. Most officials have important documents in their study. No one would have thought that Xiao song would set such an important place by the road.

Xiao Song casually and ran Yan said these, leading her into the hall.

As soon as he entered the door, ran Yan found that the house was warm. He had already burned six or seven braziers, and apparently they had just burned for a while.

Ran Yan asked Wanlv to put the cloak that had been dried yesterday on a few, and then reached into the sleeve pocket to take out the veil. However, after hesitating for a while, he still didn't want to take it out.

Xiao Song sent in tea sets and stoves and rolled up his sleeves to make tea. His action of cooking tea is free and easy, with a kind of innate elegance, which is different from the elegant of ordinary Confucian.

The red fire reflected his perfect outline. When he came into the room, he had already taken off his head, revealing a little wet black hair. Several wisps of it were scattered on his clean forehead. With his movement, a drop of water was falling on the tip of one of his hair, which he wanted to keep.

Song blue and evening green are very strange. Isn't there anyone who can cook tea in Xiao's house? Ge Lan can make tea, but this is in someone else's house. She can't make it. So she just looks at the night green and drops her eyes again.

"I didn't like spices last time I saw you." Xiao Song handed ran Yan a cup of tea. His slender and powerful hand was lined with a light brown tea cup, which had a kind of ancient charm. He went on, "I don't like to add a mess to my tea, so the house doesn't have it."

Ran Yan smiles faintly and sips the tea. Suddenly, she is a little surprised. Xiao Song's tea making skills are not inferior to those of the previous masters! We should know that there are many differences between the Tang Dynasty and later tea ceremony. Generally, spices are added to make tea. There are fewer people who simply cook tea, and fewer people can cook well.

"How?" Xiao Song has a bright smile, showing his white and neat teeth. He looks very clean and fresh.

"Good." Ran Yan is infected by his smile and smiles.

At this time, the voice of the boy came from the door, "Lang Jun, Doctor Liu asked if you want to prepare lunch."

In fact, Liu Qingsong's original words are: ask him whether to invite others to dinner; if he wants to invite him, ask him to collect money.

Because Xiao Song usually ate in the official office, and the government only paid people's monthly salary. As for the articles for enjoyment, Liu Qingsong paid his own money. According to his own words, it was all real hard-earned money.

"Go and prepare." Xiao Song said.

There are guests, but also rare to see the woman, the boy naturally did not dare to mention the money, so he answered, went down to command the kitchen to cook, money, after the matter, mention it."Thank you for your attention to my ten brothers. I won't delay your time now." Ran Yan straightened up and saluted Xiao Song.

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PS: don't be surprised at the fact that before the Song Dynasty, etiquette was not so strict. Giving a handkerchief or something didn't mean "feeling settled". It was only about expressing gratitude, feeling good, or worshiping.

Ah Yan Jomo doesn't know how to send a lady to make love. (to be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to start（ qidian.com ）Your support is my biggest motivation to vote for recommendation and monthly tickets. )

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