Datang male nanny

Chapter 107
Li Shisan was bowing his head in remorse when suddenly his ear felt like a needle prick.

He yelled and raised his head suddenly, only to see the man with the thin voice reach out and pinch his ear.

"You! What do you want to do! Disrespectful servant! Come!"

The man with a thin voice took out a jade tablet from his pocket and handed it to Li Shisan.

Li Shisan glanced at it and collapsed to the ground in fright.

The jade tablet is not next to it, it is "Gao Lishi, the internal servant supervisor".

After waking up, Li Shisan hurriedly knelt down on the ground.

Even if I pressed my head deeply on the ground, I couldn't stop the fear in my heart and the trembling of my limbs.

Gao Lishi glanced at Li Shisan's state, which was in line with his wishes, so he sat relaxedly at a round table outside.

A maid came in with tea, served it to Gao Lishi, and withdrew.

Gao Lishi picked up the tea bowl, stretched out his orchid fingers, pinched the saucer with one hand, and lifted the lid with the other, blew on the rising hot air, took a sip with his mouth, and sipped the fragrance of the tea.

But the ears are tilted to listen to the movement in the inner room.

After a long time, I heard the woman speak: "What rare thing, why don't you show it to me?"

Gao Lishi outside the house snorted coldly with a smile, shook his head, his face gradually took on a lewd look.

Only then did Ni Tu regain his composure, and came to the lady with the mahogany box in his arms, and saluted slightly respectfully.

Ni Tu can't take it lightly.

From the man's high-pitched voice just now, Ni Tu read the taste of a costume drama and TV series, and immediately concluded that the person in front of him was either the queen or Zhaoyi.The harem concubine, the current His Majesty's family, naturally cannot be worse.

The so-called courtesy is not surprising.

Ni Tu knew that people in the palace could be alarmed today, they must come to eat meat and drink blood, Ni Tu raised his vigilance in his heart early.

"Fairy, please take a look." Ni Tu said as he opened the mahogany box, inside were rows of exquisite but unusual handle folding fans.

"Fairy?" The beautiful lady turned her eyes away from this rare thing, suddenly asked Ni Tu what he called him, and asked suspiciously, "Why do you call me that?"

"Little Niang has the color of sinking fish and geese, the face of a closed moon that shames flowers, and a beauty that is rare in the world. There is a poem that says: Chang'an has beautiful women, who are peerless and independent. When you look at the city, you look at the country. Scratch your head and cast your feet. , a beautiful figure looks like Chang'e, how can such a beautiful woman not be called a fairy."

When the beautiful lady heard this, she raised her eyebrows and said in her mouth: "There are beautiful women in Chang'an, who are peerless and independent. They look at the city of people, and then they look at the country. What a Ni Tu, what's wrong with your knowledge of Tanhua?" Is it all used for molesting little girls? How chilling is it to let the Holy One be so dishonest!"

Ni Tu thumped in his heart, "It's over, this guy has a showdown, and he really has a big background. In the current situation, besides Wang and Queen, who else is obsessed with His Majesty's affairs, isn't it the clever and beautiful Wu Meier ?"

However, Ni Tu still pretended not to know her, and said calmly: "Why does the fairy know my name? How does the fairy know that His Majesty is disappointed in me?"

Ni Tu's questioning made the lady dumbfounded, speechless.

She felt that she had taken the initiative to admit that she was Wu Meier, which was a drop in price.

However, what made Wu Meier quite angry was that Ni Tu knew her identity, but she didn't show a look of panic, nor did she bow down, which still made her feel uncomfortable.

Outside the house, Li Shisan, who was lying on the ground, immediately fell to the ground with his whole body upon hearing this.

His limbs could no longer support his frightened and paralyzed body.

Gao Lishi glanced at Li Shisan's embarrassment, and listened carefully to the conversation between the two in the room, thinking that Ni Tu was very interesting.

"Why didn't you kneel when you saw Bengong?"

"Caomin only kneels down to the emperor, relatives and teachers all his life. To others, I, Ni Tu, have no such habit. Besides, today you are a distinguished guest, and I am a store owner. Don't cause the business to be unfair because of the difference in status between us. If Your Majesty finds out about you If he is using his identity to bully me and other ordinary people, His Majesty will not agree!"

"What an iron tooth and copper tooth."

"The fairy has won the prize!"

Seeing that the scene was about to fall into embarrassment, Ni Tu hurriedly held up a new-style folding fan and handed it over, and introduced: "Fairy, look, this is a small newly developed folding fan. The small fan draws a little coolness, and the long summer is long." There are two kinds of folding fans developed by Baoyuanzhai, one is used by men, and the other is used by women. The ones used by men are full of grandeur, and the ones used by women are delicate and charming, fully revealing the gracefulness of women. "

A small pink folding fan.

Wu Meier reached out to take it, and looked carefully, this fan is not only small in size, but also equipped with green round jade beads and a tassel fan pendant underneath.

Gently twisting your fingers to open it, an elegant fragrance came to your nostrils.This fragrance seems to be infused with the fragrance of chrysanthemums.

When the fan was fully opened, Wu Meier realized that the fan was not made of paper or brocade, but a fan made purely of bamboo.

Hollow figures are carved on the fan bone, and the fan bone is in the shape of waves, like a bay of water rippling.Compared with the previous fan, the bones of the fan are finer and lighter, like slender branches that have just sprouted in spring.

The most exquisite is the fan.The fan is painted with an elegant lotus pond.The lotus leaves are green and shiny like summer rain, and the lotus flowers are red and bright like blooming in front of your eyes.

Turn over the fan, and on the back is a poem written line by line with delicate brushstrokes: "Several Weishui dragons are thin and thin, churning and writhing in a clever way, overlapping to form Xiangbo wrinkles. Gold hazels, small tin, flowers and grass buckets, and emerald strips are more knotted. The beaded curtains of the Golden Palace are idle for a long time, grasping the cool breeze, and feeling happy in the arms for a while. Suddenly listening to the urgent play of the announcement, it gently fades into the fragrant sleeves."

Wu Meier saw it, and unconsciously chanted, and suddenly felt that the artistic conception was simply wonderful.

Wu Mei'er said softly: "The fan skeleton is made of bamboo from the banks of the Weishui River. The style is new and exquisite, and when it is opened and folded, it looks like waves. The hearts are tied together. Sitting in the beaded curtain of the Golden Palace, playing with the fan, the fan is slightly shaken and the breeze is in the arms. I am really overjoyed. Suddenly hearing that there are urgent documents that need to be read, I have to gently put the small fan in my sleeve. "

After Wu Meier made the annotations, she laughed softly. She said to herself: "This is a vivid description of the ministers who got their beloved things before going to court. I still remember that once Your Majesty was reluctant to play with a piece of cake before going to court. When the newly acquired jade wrench rang, he was still reluctant to hide it, so he held it in his palm and secretly played with it. Until morning, when his palms were sweating, he still couldn't bear to put the jade wrench aside. The state is described vividly and vividly in this poem!"

Wu Meier was still looking around at the fan, obviously attracted by the paintings and poems.

"You wrote this psalm?" Wu Meier closed her eyes and looked up at Ni Tu.

"Small skills are not worth mentioning!" Ni Tu was embarrassed to say that this was a song called Butterfly Love Flower written by Emperor Zhangzong of the Jin Dynasty, but how could he explain it? He could only smile and nod.

This kind of performance was considered by Wu Meier as a false modesty, and she couldn't help feeling that this kid was really lonely and hopeless.

(End of this chapter)