Although the Lanxi Lin family's manor occupies a large area, it is not as luxurious as Zhao Rong imagined.
Rather, it is uniformly restrained and low-key.
There are only three colors: black, white and gray.
In the misty mountains.
This is an endless stretch of buildings.
From a distance, you can see the undulating horse head wall, the contrasting black tiles and white walls, and the shadowy screen wall.
There are also archways shaped like arches. The flowing eaves and flying ridges, the flower wings of the brackets, the beams, and the front and rear of the columns are decorated with hollow reliefs such as dragons, lions, cranes, and deer.
After Zhao Rong got off the car, he stopped and looked at it for a while. There were an astonishing number of archways in this area, which were erected to commemorate meritorious service, academic achievements, virtue, loyalty, filial piety and justice, and were used to flaunt merits.
It shows the character and achievements of every scholar named Lin in this family for seven hundred years.
No wonder I could raise such a scholar around me.
Lin Wenruo suppressed the smile on Chang Gua's face and took Zhao Rong to visit the memorial archway, but he did not introduce him to the deeds of these ancestors or the highly praised carvings on it.
The two scholars walked back and forth, speaking very little.
Everyone was waiting not far away, looking at the two slender figures holding umbrellas under the tall archway.
After a while, a large group of people came out of the manor, all stewards and servants, who came out to greet the master and distinguished guests.
"Tzuyu, I will take you to visit the humble abode later." Lin Wenruo raised the corner of his mouth and walked side by side with Zhao Rong, leaning slightly to speak. The two followed a large group of people behind them and walked slowly into the manor.
"Today's rain is not enough for fun. If it stops raining tomorrow, I will take you to have fun in Lanxi."
Zhao Rong listened carefully. When he heard this, he was noncommittal and did not pick it up.
Suddenly, a servant dressed in navy blue clothes rushed up from behind, not far behind the two of them, and whispered softly: "Master, Prime Minister Qin is waiting at Haitang Hall with a group of ministers."
"Tell Mr. Qin and the others to wait a moment. I'll be there soon." Lin Wenruo casually gave instructions without looking back. He paused and then added, "Let the cook prepare dinner for them too."
Then he resumed the topic he had just discussed with Zhao Rong.
After receiving the master's order, the slave withdrew with a normal expression.
I don't think there is anything wrong with having the current prime minister and a group of court ministers come to the door to wait for a seventh-grade censor.
"If Brother Wenruo has something to do, you don't need to accompany me. Just send someone to take us to a resting place." Zhao Rong glanced at Lin Wenruo and said seriously. "When the rain stops tomorrow, I will leave and leave. We can't disturb Wenruo anymore.
Brother."
"What are you talking about, Ziyu? If you keep doing this, I'll get angry. It's just a trivial matter. I'll accompany you to visit the house later and then deal with it." Lin Wenruo feigned anger, then sighed.
"During these days, the court was quarreling all the time, which was very annoying. Even when I got home, I wouldn't be left alone."
Seeing him like this, Zhao Rong couldn't shirk anymore and nodded.
Zhao Rong and the three of them each had a courtyard to rest in. After Lin Wenruo took the three of them to settle in, he offered to show them around.
Liu Sanbian and Su Xiaoxiao both waved their hands and refused. The former knew that the host here was not so enthusiastic because of him, so he did not join in the fun. Before leaving, he also told Zhao Rong not to forget today's practice and not to slack off in his martial arts practice.
The little fox demon is still sulking, feeling that Zhao Rong has taken his kindness for granted, and his little head is still hurting.
Thinking of this, the little fox demon sniffed and glared at Zhao Rong, who was flirting with Lin Wenruo again.
Zhao Rong glanced at her and discovered someone's rebellious intentions. He glared back at her. Unexpectedly, the little fox demon showed no signs of deterioration. He puffed up his face and widened his eyes.
Zhao Rong raised his eyebrows, wondering why this bully has become more and more courageous, and now he is starting to resist when being bullied.
Zhao Rong shook his head and didn't think much about it. He put the book box into his elegant courtyard surrounded by green willows and strange rocks, and started walking around with Lin Wenruo with his hands folded.
"Tzuyu, your little brother is a woman, right?" Lin Wenruo raised the corners of his mouth.
"It's a girl."
"You are so handsome just dressed as a man. If you change into a woman's clothes..." Lin Wenruo picked a hibiscus from a branch that broke into the corridor, gently rubbed it and scattered it into the pond beside the road, causing a slight ripple.
, turned around and said with envy: "Tzuyu is so blessed."
"Don't talk nonsense. She's not what you think. She's just a stupid girl. She's so silly that just a few words can make her dizzy and confused. If anyone tries to mess with her in the future, he'll be fooled every day.
Watch and work hard day and night."
Lin Wenruo pretended not to hear and sighed slightly: "Is it possible that men who are good at poetry and essays are so popular? It used to be the same in the academy. After I retired, I was proficient in poetry. I was very popular with women and liked the teachers. Let me wait.
All my classmates are very jealous."
"Now Tzuyu is like this again, attracting beautiful women to fall in love with her. I really envy others like me."
Zhao Rong opened his eyes wide. "Well, Lin Wenruo, if I hadn't heard that you had more than a dozen beautiful concubines, I would have believed you and actually started teasing me."
Although he didn't know who he meant by retreating, Zhao Rong could still hear the meaning.
"What did they say about me?" Lin Wenruo blinked.
"They say you are a hungry ghost in lust, you have so many beautiful concubines, you change them every day, and you become a groom every night."
"What do you think of Tzuyu?"
"They're talking nonsense."
"Tzuyu still knows me."
"Obviously they sleep together."
"..."
The two of them strolled along, passing by exquisite pavilions and pavilions, passing through the quiet and beautiful ponds and water corridors, and arrived at Lin Wenruo's study.
The name of the study is Youweizhai.
It is located in a quiet garden and occupies a large area. There is a large rosewood marble case in the room, with various famous people's dharma stickers on it, dozens of square inkstones, various brush holders, and a sea of pens inserted like a forest.
On that side is a large Ru kiln flower pouch, filled with crystal balls and white chrysanthemums. In the middle of the west wall hangs a large picture of "Mist and Rain", and on the left and right hangs a couplet.
"Practice and practice will make you famous; if you understand the principles, you will have peace of mind."
The last thing that takes up the most space is the shelves of books, which take up almost half of the study room.
"There are some Zhongnan spiritual objects and rare treasures at home, but they are too tacky for Confucian scholars like us, so I would like to bring Tzuyu here to enjoy the elegant objects."
Zhao Rong was even more dazzled by the various Qing Gong paintings in the study.
Lin Wenruo chuckled lightly and took out the collected calligraphy and paintings of famous people and rare ancient books for Zhao Rong to review, and Zhao Rong looked at them with gusto.
The two had similar interests, so they didn't feel bored. Time passed by in a hurry, and it was already dusk in the blink of an eye. However, because it was a rainy day, the sky seemed dark, but the lights of Lin Mansion were brightly lit, as bright as day.
Zhao Rong said goodbye to Lin Wenruo, declined Lin Wenruo's banquet invitation on the grounds that he was tired from the journey, and returned to his residence first.
Lin Wenruo watched Zhao Rong leave. In his eyes, the latter's figure was drawn very long by the lights on the corridor.
"It still doesn't work?"
Lin Wenruo breathed a sigh of relief, turned back to the study, walked directly to the desk, and took out several exquisite and unique study Qinggong items, including exquisite brush washers, ivory paper knives, and selected a few unique ancient books.
come out.
Put them all aside separately.
These are the things that someone's eyes lingered on for a moment.
Lin Wenruo leisurely left the study and headed to Haitang Hall. When he arrived there, Prime Minister Qin and the court officials had been waiting eagerly for a long time. Seeing that he finally came, everyone breathed a sigh of relief and felt calm, as if they had found a backbone.
"Sir." Everyone saluted.
Lin Wenruo smiled and nodded, then stepped forward to help the oldest man among the crowd.
"Mr. Qin, how many times have I told you that you don't need to be so polite? You are my father's teacher and you have been helping Mr. Lin for so many years. Why are you still so outspoken?" Lin Wenruo smiled helplessly.
"I heard that you have been feeling unwell recently. When Huiqingchi sends someone to deliver some supplements to your house, please don't refuse. Your health is important, so you can put the things at hand aside for now."
Prime Minister Qin was flattered, trembling slightly, and bursting into tears. He must have been the Lin family of Lanxi, dedicated his whole life to the Zhongnan Kingdom, and died.
After that, Lin Wenruo chatted with everyone for a while, and then started discussing serious matters.
An hour later, this private "small court meeting" ended, everyone dispersed, and there was only one person left in Haitang Hall.
Lin Wenruo randomly picked a chair and sat down, closing his eyes to relax.
Even when he was alone, he still kept his back straight and his posture meticulous.
He looked left and right at the empty hall, tapping a finger on the back of the chair, and a rhythmic soft sound echoed in the hall.
"The master's guess is correct. Qin Shiru did have second thoughts. While betting on the master, he secretly showed his favor to Qingjingzi. It was his second son who led the way." There was a voice behind Lin Wenruo in the darkness where the light could not reach.
Come. "I guess there are many people like him in the court."
"Send them down as usual." The man on the chair kept moving his fingers and raised the corners of his mouth slightly. "Be neat and tidy."
"Yes, sir, I will send it to the Qin Mansion together with the supplements later."
"Keep pulling."
"My servant has already given the order, and there are people watching."
"well done."
"It's the master who knows things like a god."
Then the hall was quiet for a while, leaving only a soft rhythmic sound.
"master."
"explain."
"Do you want me to check on the group of people you brought back, especially the Confucian scholar?"