Start with the humble bridegroom

Chapter 94

Zhang Zhe's family didn't bring many things, except for a few changes of clothes, the rest were Meng Xiaowan's books and small objects that Zhang Zhe had given her recently. As for Zhang Zhe's big wooden boxes, they were already It was evacuated by Meng Xiaowan, and now it is randomly thrown in Taowan's study.

With Huo Yanei's halo bonus, Zhang Zhe went through the formalities of property purchase very quickly.

When leaving the yamen, Guo Da also complimented Zhang Zhe.

"These officials and scribes used to spend seven or eight taels of silver to arrange it, but they were rejected with one sentence. Even if the money is enough, it will take several days to complete it. That is to say, Mr. Zhang has a big face and a small one." It took half a day to finish."

Zhang Zhe was not happy when he heard it, but called Sanqi and gave him eight taels of silver to send him in again.

In his opinion, Huo Bingcheng's face should only be used for efficiency, and some customary "fees" need not shorten others.After all, those clerks made it easier for him, and Zhang Zhe didn't want to let this favor go to the ground. After all, he owed a lot of favors, and it was a troublesome matter after all.

After a while, the leading clerk came out with a smile and accompanied Sanqi, and after talking for a while, he collected five taels on behalf of everyone.

The second day was the day when Meng Xiaowan, a big lady, showed her hands and feet.From Sanqi's family to Mother Chen and Bailu, they all listened to her orders and went up and down, inside and out, to clean the new yard.

The outer courtyard was assigned to Mrs. Qin to direct her husband and son to deal with it. The inner courtyard first cleaned up the main house on the east side, and Mother Chen and Bailu got sweaty all over.Even Meng Xiaowan changed into coarse clothes, wrapped her head with a handkerchief, and took a plain linen cloth to wipe the few branches of mottled bamboo in front of the window.

Zhang Zhe had nothing to do, so he took the newly bought pole and bucket and went to the well in the front yard to pick up a load of water for Meng Xiaowan to wipe the bamboo.

As soon as it was carried into the inner courtyard, the water and the pole were snatched away by Chen's mother.

He showed his courtesy to his wife for a while, but was driven to the front yard by the impatient Meng Xiaowan.

"Husband let go, you can go to the front yard and have a look, ah, I'm working here, don't scratch my concubine's armpit, giggling."

When Zhang Zhe arrived in the front yard, Mrs. Qin was even more unwilling to let him move a finger.

Sanqi was tidying up the house, seeing Zhang Zhe walking over with a smile, afraid that Mr. Lang would play with him, so he ran to clean the door in a hurry.

"No fun!"

The whole family was in high spirits, but Zhang Zhe had nothing to do, so he simply turned the front yard around again.

The front yard is divided into three rooms on the east and west sides.

The three rooms on the east were used as the bedroom and kitchen of the Qin couple and Sanqi respectively.

Among the three rooms on the west side, one is a latrine, one is a warehouse, and the other is a donkey house with a thatched roof.

Unconsciously, I turned back to the inner courtyard, the living room was in the middle, the main room was in the east, and the study was in the west.

There are two side rooms on the west side, which are the residences of Chen's mother and Bailu.

There is only one larger side room on the east side, which was planned by Meng Xiaowan as a guest room.

The other places on the east side of the yard are empty, there is a pavilion and a pond against the wall, and a clump of bamboo is planted under the window of the main house.

At this moment, Buqun Meng Xiaowan was carefully wiping the bamboo, when she heard Zhang Zhe's footsteps appearing again, this time she did not "drive" him away.

"Husband thinks, what name should this principal house be given? When Husband thinks it through and uses ink, I will ask Uncle Fifth and Sixth to make a plaque on the street tomorrow."

Only then did Zhang Zhe know why she only wiped half a stick of bamboo after rubbing the bamboo for a long time. It must be because she had been thinking about it for a long time and already had a draft.

"If your lady has a good font size, you might as well use it directly. Come on, come on, you and I will grind the ink right away. After writing, we can send it to the workshop today."

"Ah, husband, don't pull my sleeves," Meng Xiaowan whispered, before she stood firm, with a smile on her lips, she stretched out her hand to grab Zhang Zhe's sleeve.

"Don't be in a hurry to write it. You just listen to me first. I have already drawn up two in my belly. We can discuss it and write it later."

"Two?" Zhang Zhe pretended to be surprised, "Please enlighten me, my lady."

"Inside and outside the compound courtyard, I like this clump of mottled bamboos the most. The allusions of mottled bamboos are all from Shun, so I drew up two names. One is [Xiaoxiang Pavilion], and there is also a five-character poem attached. The new courtyard Fu Qiuci, the old traces of Xiaoxiang are wet. Green bamboos don’t understand, who can explain Huangying’s idiots?”

As soon as Zhang Zhe heard the word "Xiaoxiang Pavilion", he shook his head like a rattle.

"This name is not good, and if we use another name, the other one must be good!"

Meng Xiaowan bit her lips with an angry smile: "My husband didn't say what's wrong! Could it be that I despise my concubine's poetry, and it's really a gangster's axe?"

"The lady's poems are naturally good, but the word Xiaoxiangguan is a bit taboo."

"Taboo?" Meng Xiaowan retracted her little canine teeth that were biting her red lips, and glanced at him lightly, "Could it be that what my husband is taboo about is the story of Ehuang Nvying? If your husband has any concerns, you might as well tell your concubine clearly. I don't know which one." What if my lady wants to be a pair of E Huang Nv Ying with Wan Er?"

Hehe, woman.

"My lady's words are weird. You said the allusion yourself. Why did you mention it to me? Could it be that you want to commit a crime, so there is nothing wrong with it!"

Meng Xiaowan just looked at him indifferently and didn't speak.

So what if I'm being unreasonable?

"Forget it, my lady doesn't know something. Judging from the feng shui hexagrams and numerology, the three characters [Xiaoxiang Pavilion] are very annoying, especially for women. All the women who live in [Xiaoxiang Pavilion] have to shed tears." This clump of bamboo is destined to die, and the marriage is also doomed to be unsatisfactory."

Seeing a hint of annoyance on Meng Xiaowan's face, Zhang Zhe had no choice but to stop talking nonsense.

"Whether you don't believe me, my lady, you should know that the person that the hostess of [Xiaoxiang Pavilion] is thinking about is destined to be a passionate seed who can accomplish nothing."

But it was the last sentence "the seed of passion" that finally made Meng Xiaowan bite her lip with her little tiger teeth showing her hatred and smile again.

"It seems that if you don't take this name, your husband won't be able to provoke peach blossoms? Forget it, let's listen to the next one. The second one I proposed is called [Jingzhuxuan], and there is also a poem attached to it. Xiuyun is light Wild geese, repairing bamboos to the east of the quiet wall. Rain on the swings outside the curtain, pomegranate wind in front of the steps. There are few heron marks on the mosque, and autumn radish is red. There is no intention to gather and part, and it is all in silence."

"This is good! Very good, very good!" Zhang Zhe clapped his hands hastily, firmly set the name [Jingzhuxuan].That [Xiaoxiang Pavilion] can't even offend a group of gods who have descended to earth, and whoever lives there feels guilty.

Zhang Zhe was about to go back to the study he had just tidied up to write, but was held back by Meng Xiaowan.

"I wrote two poems, but my husband is so stingy that he doesn't give me any?"

"My lady was joking when she said that I would give you a gift. Wait for me to give you a song for her to taste. The clear water frightens the autumn, the yellow clouds set at dusk, and the fallen leaves are messy and empty. The bridal chamber is quiet, and the slanting moon shines. , The sound of anvil and pestle reminds me. Under the west window, the wind shakes the green bamboo, and I suspect that it is an old friend."

Meng Xiaowan's eyes immediately became distracted, and she was speechless for a while.

It was a long time before she found fault on purpose: "This is clearly the east window." But her gaze did not know where to go.

"My wife loves bamboo, and the one my husband loves is a lotus. Just like this one in front of me, it is beautiful and elegant. It has been watched from a distance for a long time, and I can't bear to play with it."

Meng Xiaowan tilted her head and couldn't help smiling when she heard the words: "Today I finally showed my true colors, after all, I am a disciple."

"Hehe, that guy Song Yu can slander Deng Tuzi, but he can't offend his husband. I see my own lotus, who can get in the way?"

"Husband has such a big rule, you can just read it if you want, I'm afraid it's not the concubine who owed you in her previous life."

Zhang Zhe suddenly covered his eyes: "Where did the wind and sand come from?"

"Where?" Meng Xiaowan didn't know that he was lying, and hurriedly pulled Zhang Zhe's hand covering his eyes, stood on tiptoe and watched seriously, puffed up her cheeks and gently blew into his eyes.

"Hmm~! Hmph, woo~!"

Meng Xiaowan was taken aback by the sudden hug, and what made her even more ashamed and angry was that this man was lying, and even kissed her on the mouth.

When her lips were parted, Meng Xiaowan punched Zhang Zhe's chest several times "hardly".

Zhang Zhe still refused to let her go, his eyes were full of yearning.

Meng Xiaowan looked at his burning eyes, lowered her head and remained silent like a quail, and let him hold her, her face was about to bleed.

(End of this chapter)