The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

Lan Xishu was really scratching his heart, and the expression of the house was ambiguous, like the unspeakable jealousy between children, and like the unspeakable little belittling between brothers and sisters without guessing.

Unknowingly, Lan Xishu always wants to test the heart of the house. He always feels that the heart of the house is no longer the clear stream that used to be. When it came to Lan Xiwen, he couldn't tell what kind of feelings the house had for him, and the ambiguity could only be limited to the line between siblings, and he didn't dare to be too abrupt, lest Lan Xiwen couldn't accept it, and the two could no longer face each other. Can't afford to gamble, he can't lose the house in any way.

"I really didn't hear it this time!"

Lan Xishu sat down at the table, took out a banknote from his pocket and put it under the boy's eyelids, Xiao Wen stopped wiping the table, looked at the banknote worth [-] Wen on the table and stared for a few seconds , looked up at Lan Xishu, Lan Xishu smiled at him, lifted his chin, flushed the boy's excited blood all over his face, and stumbled his tongue: "Thank you for the reward, guest officer, if you have something to say, just speak up!" !"

After finishing speaking, the little boy quickly stuffed the treasure into the collar, and finally pressed it subconsciously, and looked up at Lan Xishu.

"My horse, please take care of me!" Lan Xishu handed over his face: "I'm used to being picky about good grass and materials, little brother! Look!"

"Don't worry about this! The little one will take care of it!" The little boy was relieved, the treasure on his chest didn't burn his flesh at all.

"Your shopkeeper's name! Such a good location is so bold," Lan Xishu looked around the table enviously: "You must be a rich and powerful local!"

"Our shopkeeper's surname is Liu, and the locals are true. He was away from home all the year round to beg for a living when he was young. He made a fortune. I heard that Ye Luo, who was homesick when he was old, came back and built this Hakka house. Speaking of which, our shopkeeper also has a good sense. It took more than a month and a half for Hakka to open."

A piece of two-hundred-dollar banknotes was in his bosom, and his heart was warm. The young man knew everything without saying anything, and he really complied with that sentence, money can turn ghosts around!

"It's good to return the fallen leaves to their roots! There is always a close relative and friend to help take care of them!" Lan Xishu slowly sat down across from the boy, with a considerate expression on his face: "It's not like we have no roots in our family, so it's difficult to get things done!"

"Although that's what you say, it's easy to talk to those who are capable, but our shopkeeper Liu is just a big brother, a mason who has been working all his life. Yes! All the staff are brought by myself! I didn’t see how hard it was, Zhihakka opened under everyone’s noses.” The young man lowered his voice, and stretched his waist against the neck of the table for half a foot, with a heart-to-heart expression on his face. : "I and Niudanzi at the door are the only ones here."

Lan Xishu smiled slightly, the string in his heart tinkled sharply, followed by Lan Xishu's curious interface: "I don't know where shopkeeper Liu got rich! Brothers can learn from it, you see, brothers' fame is hard to come by." Success depends on knowing how to take care of the house with others, although the master treats us well, but... you also know how to live under the eaves of others!"

Lan Xishu's gloomy expression and mood resonated with the boy. Xiaowen is not very old, and he has been out for three to five years. It is difficult to describe the feeling during the period: "I heard it is Cangzhou! I dare not ask, From the very beginning, the shopkeeper told me that the younger ones are not allowed to come to the backyard, let alone asking nonsense, I heard that the eldest wife is not used to living here, and she can't understand it, there are many rules!"

"However, shopkeeper Liu's people are good, so they take care of me!"

"Look! My brother has committed a problem of curiosity. If you let shopkeeper Liu find out, it will be a taboo, hey!"

"It's okay! Xiaowen understands! Xiaowen won't talk nonsense when you shouldn't say it. It's because of this Xiaowen that he has this job. Don't hide it from the guest officer. We are high-ranking, and we are destined to be with the guest officer!" The boy cracked his cheeks. Smile sincerely.

"Then my horse will trouble Xiaowen!" Lan Xishu patted the boy on the shoulder affectionately: "It's really a fate! I really don't like to ask questions."

"I'll go! Don't worry, sir, Xiaowen used to be in charge of feeding the horses!" The boy picked up the rag and went out happily.

Lan Xishu smiled as he watched the little boy turn back to close the door, suppressed his smile, sat stiff on the chair for a moment, and his face suddenly became clear.

If you are afraid of not having any clues, are you afraid that you will not be able to get along with melons if you have melons?

Lan Xishu walked around the screen, Lan Xiwen opened the scarlet velvet curtain and opened the rear hanging window: "Brother!"

Lan Xishu untied his cloak and flung it on the bed, walked to the window in a few steps, his face felt cold, Lan Xishu poked his head, behind him was Zhi Hakka's courtyard, not too big, covered by a locust tree with criss-cross branches There was a window of the main room with candlelight shining, a few lanterns under the corridor, and a little girl came out to move things in. Below the room I lived in was a small courtyard. The small moon gate connected the two courtyards. In the courtyard of the building, a man was pouting his buttocks and putting away pieces of firewood. There were many baskets and jars for pickling pickles in the yard.There is a small corner door leading to a small alley, looking around, the alley is very narrow, the doors and windows of the small houses are closed, and the lights are weak and weak, which is completely different from the Hakka home where I live.

From a distance, the houses across this residential area become more luxurious, and they can be easily distinguished from the dense cornices and ridges and the lights of the courtyard. It is another commercial street, but compared to this middle street Come on, it looks much worse.

Lan Xishu put down the hanging window, and Lan Xiwen closed the curtains: "Brother! Why do you live in Hakka?"

"Knowing Hakka is tricky!"

"It's just that old man!" Lan Xiwen said with certainty, "He has no skills!"

"He's just a cover, I'm not sure which line it is from."

Lan Xishu suddenly hissed, the boy knocked on the door and brought hot water.

Lan Xishu turned out of the screen and yawned.

"Guest officer, please, the food will be ready soon."

Xiaowen courteously held a copper basin and asked Lan Xi to clean his face.At this moment, the shopkeeper of the bamboo pole came in smiling, waving a brocade cotton gown with the characters "Fu" on it, and behind him two guys, one tall and one short, came in with trays.

"Guest officer! The food is ready, please take it easy, talk to me if you have something to do!" The thin shopkeeper Liu glanced at the screen, and Lan Xishu caught a small movement of his ear.

"Old shopkeeper, it's nothing else. My brother is a light sleeper and afraid of movement and noise. After eating, he should go to bed early, so don't bother to be polite." Lan Xishu didn't show the slightest enthusiasm for chatting. A tired and impatient expression.

"Oh! The guest officer is slow to use, just say hello if you have something to do!" The shopkeeper Liu nodded and bowed, and made a wink to tell the guys to go out quickly, and followed him out of the room in a little dejection. The book met eyes, Lan Xishu poked his temples with cold eyes, and the squinting eyes cast on shopkeeper Liu surprised the old man. He walked to the door with a stiff smile on his face, and the sound of kicking and dragging footsteps came from the stairs. .

Lan Xishu sniffled, changed his expression, held his left hand high before he snapped his fingers, Lan Xiwen floated out like a cloud flower, smiled quietly, took off his outer robe, and exposed the well The snow-white fox fur armor given by Maang An playfully jumped up to Lan Xishu with his hands behind his back, raised his face, and put his shoulders against Lan Xishu's chest, his delicate face was whitened by the fluffy fox fur Like a cuckoo, it drove right under Lan Xishu's nose: "Brother! I'm so hungry!"

"What are you waiting for!" Lan Xishu scratched Lan Xiwen's nose with his fingers and just wanted to pull her to sit down, but Lan Xiwen's slender waist twisted as if she was loose, and her little buttocks had already sat on the chair, and she poked her eyes to look at it. He raised his nose and sniffed deeply at the food that was placed on the table.

Lan Xishu smiled and sighed pretendingly. When he sat down next to Lan Xiwen, Lan Xiwen's chopsticks were already busy, and his small mouth was bulging. up.

"Slow down! No one is robbing you! I'm in a hurry, I'm choking!" Lan Xishu picked up his bowl to eat slowly, and watched with a smile on Lan Xiwen's eyes as he put down his chopsticks to become a spoon.

Lan Xishu raised his hand to wipe off the rice grains that Lan Xiwen ate on his cheeks, and the love in his heart couldn't be overstated: "House! My brother wants to let my house eat whatever I want and wear whatever I want! Okay? ?”

Although Lan Xishu felt a little sour and jealous when he saw the white fox armor given by Jing Maangan, but he couldn't deny that the house looked good on him.

"What's so good about that!" Lan Xiwen took a last sip of the egg soup, held a spoon horizontally and squinted his mouth as he watched Lan Xishu chew and swallow the plate of shredded bacon that she wasn't interested in, with a gloomy expression on his face: " It doesn't matter, I like my brother there and I'm there, I know you must be planning to send me home!"

"You can see that too!" Lan Xishu teased her, and greeted Lan Xiwen with a piece of bacon, Lan Xiwen frowned and pouted, leaning back in disgust.

"You really think so!" Lan Xiwen's small face turned cold, his eyebrows frowned, glowing, his little nose fluttered a few times, and he endured it, but the tears in his eyes gathered more and more , with tears in his eyes: "I knew that after a long time, you thought I was cumbersome and troublesome. You said that I have hands and feet. I don't need you to hug or carry me. I will try my best to help you work more and less talk. Isn’t that okay? Why are you pushing me away? You think girls are useless, don’t you? You just think that girls will get married early when they grow up, and you’ve completed the task, so you’re relieved of your worries I'm sorry, so and so." At the beginning, Lan Xiwen was talking about pouring beans in a bamboo tube, and as he spoke, his voice choked up, trying not to let himself cry out, but the violently twitching shoulders, one pair of tears Hastily rolled down.

"House!" Lan Xishu originally wanted to tease her, but she didn't realize that this question has always been Lan Xiwen's heart disease. She avoided this question from the beginning, and was cautious that Lan Xishu would mention it. The more Lan Xishu treated her The more she cared for her, the more she felt that this was a sign that Lan Xishu was going to send her away.