Do you know: I am Xu Jiazi

Chapter 433 Rong Xian: Brother Jing, if my sister... [Thank you! Goodbye! I owe you W version]

Early the next morning,
It's still the first month of the year.

Rong family
Back to the snowy courtyard,
Although the heating in the room was on, the temperature in the early morning was so low that the room was still a little chilly.

In the beautifully embroidered bed curtains,

The hair on the light green silk pillow with lotus embroidered in gold thread looked very black and dense.

The hair that was tied into a loose bun had become much looser after a night, and a few strands of hair fell on the pillow.

The blue embroidered quilt covered her cheeks and nose.

It seems that I feel a little depressed.

A beautiful nose and slightly dry lips appeared from under the quilt.

The eyeballs moved under the eyelids.
then
The smooth silk quilt was propped up on the bed by someone, and he lay there like a cricket.

"call"

Someone snored like a kitten and continued to sleep in bed.

I do not know how long it has been,

The lady lying on the embroidered pillow opened her eyes.
He looked around with confused eyes.

Looking at the curtains that were much brighter than usual,
Rong Feiyan closed her eyes again and woke up.

after awhile,

"Small steps!"

"Girl! Are you awake?"

The sound of the maid talking and walking could be heard outside the curtain.

There was a slight thud.
A copper basin filled with hot water was placed aside.

The curtain was pulled open from the outside, and the view in front of Rong Feiyan became brighter.

"What time is it? Did I oversleep? Why didn't you call me?"

Rong Feiyan lay under the warm quilt. She pressed the quilt against her neck with her chin and pursed her dry lips.

Xi Bu, who was standing by the bed, was concentrating on gathering up one side of the curtain and putting it on the jade hook, while smiling, "Girl, you didn't oversleep. It's just over two quarters past the hour of Mao (six-thirty)! It snowed this morning, and the light makes our room bright."

After seeing Rong Feiyan's appearance on the pillow clearly, Xibu smiled and turned around and shouted:
"Ningxiang! Quick! Bring the girl a cup of winter osmanthus honey water!"

"The girl's lips are dry!"

"Got it, I'll be there right away!" Ningxiang, the maid outside, replied hurriedly.

Xi Bu said with some distress on his face:
"Miss, your lips are so dry! I slept so hard!"

Rong Feiyan reached out from under the quilt and touched her lips. Seeing Xibu's distressed expression, she smiled and said comfortingly, "I didn't feel thirsty at night, so I naturally wouldn't call you."

Xi Bu looked at Rong Feiyan's smiling face and frowned, "Girl, you are still smiling!"

"Honey water is coming!"

Ningxiang held the teacup in one hand and stirred it with a spoon in the other.

"Girl, I specially used hot water to rinse it and added cold water, the temperature is just right!"

Xi Bu closed the curtain on the other side, looked at Rong Feiyan who was pulling herself into the quilt, and shook his head and said, "Girl! Drink some honey water first!"

Rong Feiyan thought for a while on the bed, then poked her arms out from under the quilt, wearing a long-sleeved light green undergarment embroidered with black bamboo.

After pulling Rong Feiyan up with careful steps, he sat down beside the bed and turned around to take the teacup filled with honey water from Ningxiang's hand.

Rong Feiyan also took the opportunity to stretch.

"Girl, moisten your lips first."

As he spoke, he carefully moved the spoon close to Rong Feiyan's mouth.

After taking a sip, Rong Feiyan's eyes lit up and she said, "This honey water is good, I'll do it myself!"

Ningxiang smiled slightly.

After drinking, Rong Feiyan handed the teacup away.

Watching Xibu take the teacup and turn sideways to give the teacup to Ningxiang, Rong Feiyan lay back straight.

"Eh?"

Rong Feiyan was stunned.

Her back did not touch the delicate mattress on the bed, but was blocked by Xibu's left arm.

Looking at Xibu's helpless expression, Rong Feiyan pursed her moistened lips, then stretched her arms upwards as if to stretch, and asked in confusion:

"Xibu, I'm just stretching!"

Xibu felt the heavy weight on his left arm, raised his eyebrows and said nothing.

"What's wrong? Ningxiang, what do you mean by covering your mouth and laughing!? Huh?"

"Girl, I'm not laughing. I just want to sneeze! A-choo!"

Ningxiang turned around and covered her mouth.

"Miss, I'll go put the teacup away."

Having said that, he ran out with the teacup in his hand.

Wash and dress properly,

Although I see it every day,

But as she looked carefully at her own beautiful face with closed eyes in the bronze mirror, the corners of her mouth unconsciously turned up into a smile.

"girl."

Rong Feiyan opened her eyes: "Okay?"

Xibu smiled and nodded.

Ningxiang, who was standing by, came over with a cloak in her hand. She looked at Rong Feiyan standing up and said with a smile, "Girl, they say that if you keep company with a red person, you will become red. If we stay this close to you, will we become more beautiful too?"

Xibu smiled and said, "Ningxiang, you are the only one who can talk!"

Being praised always makes people feel happy.

Rong Feiyan also smiled and let Ningxiang help her put on her cloak.

While putting on the cloak, Rong Feiyan looked at a lantern hanging at the door and her smile became even brighter.

That is the lantern we got during the Lantern Festival.

The master and his servants walked out of the house.

It's even colder outside.

After opening the door, Rong Feiyan looked at the Huixueyuan outside, which was covered in snow, took a deep breath, and then exhaled a breath of white air.

Walking in the Rong family yard,
From time to time, the female servants of the Rong family who passed by would give way and bow to Rong Feiyan.

Arriving at Madam Rong's courtyard,

Rong Feiyan picked up the breakfast on the table with chopsticks and looked at the empty embroidery cushion beside the table: "Mother, my brother is not on duty today. Is he still sleeping in?"

Mrs. Rong chewed her breakfast and waved her chopsticks: "Your brother didn't sleep in, slurp slurp"

As she spoke, Mrs. Rong leaned over the bowl and drank a mouthful of hot porridge.

Rong Feiyan had an expression of disbelief on her face.
"call!"

After swallowing the hot porridge, Madam Rong exhaled a breath of hot air and continued, "Today is the full moon celebration for the youngest son of the fifth room of the Huyan family. He went to drink!"

Rong Feiyan frowned and said, "Ah? Mother! Do you believe what my brother said? How can you go to a banquet so early?"

"It is said that it was Xu Jia Wulang who invited him! Humph! This kid from the Xu family is really good at getting close to people!" As he said this, he glanced at Rong Feiyan.

"Mother, didn't our family receive an invitation?"

"Well"

"no!"

Mrs. Rong thought about it and said affirmatively.

Rong Feiyan turned around and said to the back step: "Go ask the concierge."

He nodded and walked out quickly.

When they arrived at the gate of Rong's house, the attentive and clever servant who had been rewarded with a handkerchief by the maid in the mansion saw Xibu at a glance.

"Sister Xibu, why are you in the outer courtyard?"

The servant asked with a smile. The concierge Luo looked at the servant's clever look and shook his head helplessly.

Xi Bu smiled and nodded to the servant, then bowed to the doorman beside him and said, "Manager Luo, does the doorman have the invitation from the Huyan family?"

Manager Luo thought for a moment and nodded, "Yes, but the Madam said that no invitations from anyone other than nobles and high-ranking officials are allowed to be sent to the inner courtyard. The Huyan family has been so..."

Manager Luo is a distant relative of Madam Rong. He is able to work as a doorman in the Marquis' Mansion because he is obedient. He does whatever Madam Rong says and never asks any other questions.

"Snapped!"

Madam Rong looked at the invitation in Xibu's hand and slammed her chopsticks on the breakfast table. "This Luo guy is really something! He almost delayed my important event! Someone, get me some jewelry and change my clothes!"

"Mother! Please stop busying yourself!"

Rong Feiyan said while sitting on the embroidered cushion.

"Mother, the Huyan family has been stripped of their titles. You are the eldest lady of the Marquisate and it is not appropriate for you to go there in person!"

"That won't offend anyone, will it? Yan'er, your brother got into trouble before and offended Young Master Qi. Our family is..."

"Just ask the housekeeper to send a generous gift. Or should I do it?"

"Okay, okay! You've listened to your sister's teachings since you were a child, and you're thoughtful. You should come!"

Madam Rong sat back on the embroidered cushion and waved, "Give me another tray of plum blossom buns."

Rong Feiyan smiled and nodded. After the maid brought a tray of buns, she also ate one.

10:00 AM
The sunlight is a bit dazzling.

East of Quyuan Street,

Street intersection,

The ground is very slippery after the melting snow.

Snow water was also dripping under the eaves of the surrounding houses and shops.

Rong Xian, dressed in a green brocade robe, stood with his servants, and waved to the Xu family members who were walking not far away.

Zaiduan, who was riding at the front of the group, saw Rongxian and bowed with a smile, then turned and said, "Xiaowu, it's Rong's brother. You two have always been good friends. Go and say a few words."

"Order!"

Jaedun smiled and shook his head.

Without seeing any movement from Seo Jae-jeong, the brown dragon horse walked towards Young-hyun.

Qingyun rode on horseback behind Xu Zaijing

Looking at the dragon colt's long legs, which was only one step away from his mount by one and a half steps, Rong Xian swallowed helplessly.

Zai Zhang, who was following behind Zaiduan, also politely bowed to Rongxian.

Rongxian hurriedly returned the gift.

At this time, Xu Zaijing had already walked close to Rongxian.

The Xu family's carriage and horses moved forward.
When the carriage passed by, the curtains on the carriage were lifted.

Xu Xingdai grabbed the car curtain with his little hands, showing his curious little face. Just as he glanced at Rong Xian, the curtain was pulled closed by Xu Xingdai.

This made Rong Xian, who was greeting Xu Xingdai with a smile, stop his hand in mid-air and the smile on his face.

Xu Zaijing looked at Rongxian's appearance, turned his head and smiled: "That's my eldest nephew."

Rong Xian continued to smile and sighed, "Looks smart."

"Sniff sniff!"

Seeing the look that Seo Jae-kyung gave him after his nose twitched, Young-hyun touched the corner of his eyes and glanced at himself uncomfortably.

"Brother Jing, what's wrong? Why are you looking at me like that?"

Qingyun's nose twitched slightly, and he quickly pursed his lips and clenched his teeth to prevent a smile from appearing on his face. Seeing that he couldn't help it, he pulled the scarf around his neck upwards.

Xu Zaijing looked at Rongxian's blue eyes, took a deep breath, and said earnestly: "Brother Xian, you often stay up late to work in the palace, so you should pay more attention to your health."

Rong Xian blinked, straightened his sore waist on the horse, and nodded solemnly: "Brother, I remember. Eh?!!"

Rong Xian's eyes widened as he pointed at a smart pony tied to the back of the Xu family's carriage. He looked at Xu Zai Jing in disbelief: "This... I, Brother Jing!"

Although Rong Xian only said three words,

But Xu Zaijing understood what he meant and said helplessly: "Brother Xian, this is for my nephew. You won't snatch something from a baby, will you?"

Rong Xian stared at Xiao Ma, his expression changing constantly: "Who said I don't?"

He turned his head and looked at Xu Zaijing, and said incoherently: "Brother Jing, if my sister... I..."

Xu Zaijing looked at Rongxian awkwardly, as if waiting for him to finish speaking.

Qingyun behind him widened his eyes and stopped smiling, and the servants of the Rong family all stood still for a moment.

Rong Xian didn't finish his words, gritted his teeth and slapped himself lightly, saying with difficulty: "I don't have such an idea!"

Qingyun breathed a sigh of relief.

Xu Zaijing was about to say something,
Rong Xian pointed at the Xu family's carriage and said, "Brother Jing, Dalang is looking at us. Let's talk while we walk."

As he said this, he rode his horse first towards the Xu family's group.

Xu Zaijing gently pulled the reins, and the dragon colt followed.

"I didn't ask you just now, why are you waiting for me here, Brother Xian?"

Rongxian turned around and waved to the servants behind him.

The servants of the Rong family hurriedly slowed down their horses and retreated to the back.

Rong Xian seemed to sigh deeply: "Brother Jing, do you still remember the polo game we played?"

Xu Zaijing played a lot of polo, his face froze: "Uh I."

Rong Xian didn't look at Xu Zaijing, and quickly hit his left palm with his right fist, sighing heavily: "Ah! Brother Jing, you must remember it! Although we lost that polo game, it was a glorious defeat. I, Rong Xian, remember it in my heart!"

When Xu Zaijing heard this, he knew that Rong Xian was talking about the match that Liang Han asked him to help with after Xu Zaijing returned to Beijing from Yangzhou because Rong Xian's poor polo skills caused Liang Han to mess up on the polo field.
Well. That time when Rong Xian was so helpless that he even scored an own goal!

After all, Xu Zaijing rarely loses polo games.

"It's been so long since that match, but I've never played polo so thrillingly and excitingly that showed off my skills. It seems like my skills have been sealed!"

Faintly hearing Rong Xian's words like 'thrilling', 'showing off one's skills' and 'sealing', Qing Yun pursed his lips tightly again.

"Now I understand, it was because I had good teammates in that game! Good teammates like Jiong Ge'er. I..."

"So, Brother Xian, you have to go to Huyan's house with me!"

Rong Xian nodded heavily: "Yes! But my family didn't receive the invitation from the Huyan family, so I lied and said that I was invited by you, Jing'er, so for my brother, Jing'er."

As he spoke, Rongxian stretched out his fist.

Xu Zaijing pursed his lips and nodded, then bumped fists with Rongxian.

Rong Xian's eyes were full of joy. He looked at Xu Zaiduan in front of him and said, "By the way, Brother Jing, I heard that the Western Army would set off after the Lantern Festival. How come Brother Xu..."

Xu Zaijing looked at Rongxian who was very happy and said with a smile: "Your Majesty has been so gracious that the soldiers who have family matters can return to the northwest later."

Rong Xian bowed towards the imperial palace in the north: "Your Majesty is benevolent and righteous!"

A group of people were chatting and laughing as they walked through the streets and alleys.

When passing by a brothel on the roadside,
A turtle slave was wiping the gatehouse with sleepy eyes.
After seeing the knight in green, the turtle slave woke up immediately.

After seeing clearly that it was Rong Xian, he immediately bowed and saluted in a flattering manner and was about to say something.

"Snapped!"

Rong Xian swung the whip in his hand.

The action and sound frightened the turtle slave so much that he shivered, felt heat and pain on his face, and quickly covered his cheeks.

The tip of the whip left a bloody mark on the slave's face as long as a fingernail.

After beating the man, Rong Xian said nothing and just walked forward on his own.

Xu Zaijing took a look and said nothing.

The servant behind Rong Xian tapped his horse's belly and took a few quick steps. Then he walked up to the eunuch and threw down a silver ingot the size of half a fist.

"Be more considerate next time!"

The turtle slave caught the silver reflexively.
He looked up blankly at the people walking away, and after a dozen breaths, he looked down at the silver ingot in his arms.

After touching the scars on his face, the turtle slave struggled for a while and shouted to the people who were walking away: "Yanei, next time you want to hit someone, remember to call me little one!"

(End of this chapter)