Xiaoyao Gong's Mansion received the message yesterday, and Xiaoyao Gong's daughter-in-law, Mrs. Liang, was ready to welcome her. When the carriage arrived, Mrs. Liang came forward with her family members.
"I'm here to see you, your lord, and your concubine!" Mrs. Liang greeted her with a smile, and all the family members also came to greet her.
Yuan Qingling looked at Mrs. Liang and saw that she was wearing a red satin skirt with a dark cloud pattern and a purple gold hairpin. She had a very noble temperament. She was dressed differently from that day outside the city. It could be seen that she had dressed up deliberately.
to show respect.
Yuan Qingling smiled and said: "Madam, there is no need to be polite."
Mrs. Liang looked at Yu Wenhao wearing armor and couldn't help but smile, "My lord, that's not the case!"
Yu Wenhao said gloomily: "Be careful with your ten thousand year ship."
Yuan Qingling looked at the two of them, what do you mean?
Mrs. Liang smiled and invited the couple in. Xiaoyao Gongfu was very large, covering an area of at least dozens of acres. The large area in front was a garden with many plants planted. Now in late autumn and early winter, some flowers are still blooming.
Very gorgeous.
There are relatively few rockery pavilions and other buildings. Apart from residences, there are few other leisure buildings. They are basically open spaces planted with flowers, plants and vegetables.
All the way in, I didn't see many servants. I occasionally met two or three, all of them walking hurriedly past the corridor.
"Madam, your mansion is quite open." Yuan Qingling thought the design was very good, like a farm.
"Yes, the old man likes to play with these, and he also raises pigs, cows, horses, sheep, chickens, monkeys, snakes, etc." Mrs. Liang said.
"My husband is so elegant." Yuan Qingling said with admiration.
Just as he was talking, he saw an old man wearing a turban carrying excrement and water walking out of the wooden door at the back. He was tall, with a dark red face and thick black eyebrows. He was carrying excrement and water as if there was nothing on his shoulders.
Like a heavy object, it moves light and... enchanting.
He didn't come over, but took a detour to the vegetable garden at the back.
Yuan Qingling secretly marveled at how this old servant looked so strong despite his age.
She looked at Yu Wenhao and was about to say something, but she saw him looking in the direction where the old servant was going as if he was facing a formidable enemy. She couldn't help but ask, "What's wrong?"
"It's okay!" Yu Wenhao pulled her and walked in front of Mrs. Liang, "Walk faster. If you have anything to say, tell me quickly. I'll leave right away."
Yuan Qingling said angrily: "Why are you so anxious?"
He just came and said he was leaving.
Mrs. Liang and a group of family members took them into the main hall. The decorations in the main hall were very simple. A screen that did not look like it was made of precious wood and had no carvings separated the left and right halls.
There were two rows of chairs, with the Grand Master's chair in the middle. The black wood looked old, and all the chairs had been repaired, but they were repaired very uniquely.
On the wall of the main seat, there is a huge stone painting. There is no signature, but the word "Stone" is written next to it.
It's really simple enough.
After sitting down, Mrs. Liang ordered someone to serve tea and said with a smile: "Princess, please wait a moment, my father is busy and will be here soon."
"Okay, don't worry, I took the liberty of visiting and disturbing my husband. I'm really sorry." Yuan Qingling said politely.
Mrs. Liang said: "Actually, my father mentioned the princess several times and said he would visit her when he had time."
"My dear, you are so polite. It's time for me, a junior, to come and visit." Yuan Qingling felt that Mrs. Liang was just saying polite words. How could my husband mention her so many times?
They don't even know each other.
She looked at Yu Wenhao. He looked restless, looking out the door, his eyes flickering and his mind wandering.
Yuan Qing Ling was very surprised. What happened to this man today? Could it be that he had done something bad in Xiaoyao Gongfu?
Just as I was thinking about it, I heard footsteps outside. The footsteps were very loud, as if they were not wearing shoes and the soles of their feet were clicking directly on the ground.
A figure flashed at the door, and an old man came in.
Yuan Qing Ling took a closer look and saw that it was the old servant who had picked up manure just now.