Chapter 421 Going to the National Teacher's Mansion
"Let's go. Prince Wang will come to pick up the master before You hour." Nan Xing saw the corners of the master's eyes and mouth twitching, "Master, why are your face so twitching? Could it be a stroke?"
Shen Cong raised his hand and slapped Nan Xing on the head: "Bless me, my teacher. You just had a stroke, and your whole family suffered a stroke!"
Nan Xing touched the back of his head and said bluntly: "I am an orphan, and my whole family is yours!"
Shen Cong felt that if he continued to follow the bad kid, he would be so angry that he would have a stroke. He slapped him on the head again and said angrily: "Take care of your herbs!"
"Oh." Nan Xing put away the dried medicinal materials into categories.
Mingruo hired a young man to work for him and was in a good mood. After returning home, he led Zicao, Zisu and Jiyue into the small kitchen to develop new snacks. Pork floss, scallops, snowflake crisps, seaweed biscuits, all. Arrangement.
The next day, when he saw Xunyi and Chusan carrying a large box out, Si Haochen suspected that his wife was going to stay there for a while.
"Where are you going?" Si Haochen grabbed the little girl who rushed into the carriage excitedly.
"Go to the Imperial Master's Mansion." Mingruo frowned slightly, "Didn't I tell you?"
"No." Si Haochen shook his head firmly.
"You ate a lot of new pastries yesterday, and you said the seaweed biscuits were delicious..."
"So?" Are these two things necessarily connected?
"I said I would give some to senior brother to try." Doesn't Si Haochen's memory have a very good memory? Why does it look like he has lost his memory!
Si Haochen remembered what Mingruo said. However, he thought he would send someone to deliver the things to the Imperial Master's Mansion as before, but he didn't expect that the little girl would deliver them in person.
"Well, let's go." Si Haochen also got on the carriage.
"You don't ride a horse?"
In the past two days, Si Haochen rode a horse to take her to the place before going to do his own things. According to Mingruo's understanding, it was the ancient version - sending his girlfriend to work, picking her up from get off work, and occasionally going out to eat and shop together.
"I haven't been to the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion yet." Si Haochen answered matter-of-factly.
"Oh." Mingruo thinks this reason is quite reliable. After all, given his senior brother's temperament, he will definitely not invite people into the house as a guest. The house where the Imperial Master lives is very mysterious at first glance.
The carriage stopped at the entrance of the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion. Zelan, who had been waiting at the door for a long time, quickly stepped forward to greet them and led Mingruo and Si Haochen into the Imperial Preceptor's Mansion.
The layout of the Imperial Master's Mansion is really a geomantic treasure land with mountains and rivers at its back. As soon as you enter the mansion, you will see a bamboo forest with winding paths. After walking through the stone path and walking out of the bamboo forest, you will see a large lake with a small island in the middle of the lake. There are two buildings. I don’t know whether I should call them thatched houses or thatched pavilions. They are houses, surrounded by bamboo mats, which not only allow for ventilation but also light. They are pavilions, with walls, doors and windows.
"I'm going to punt the boat right away." Zelan patted his head, "No one usually uses the boat, so I put it in the warehouse."
"You don't usually go to the island?" Mingruo was a little curious.
"Let's go." Zelan was about to find someone to move the boat when he saw Prince Yun carrying Qing Gong and taking the princess with him, arriving on the island in the blink of an eye.
Zelan hurriedly followed him. His lightness skills were not as good as Prince Yun's, so he had to rely on his strength on the hidden stakes.
Seeing that Zelan occasionally clicked on the lake, Mingruo, with his surprisingly good eyesight, discovered that there were seven wooden stakes nailed half a foot below the lake, arranged in the shape of the Big Dipper.
"What are you looking at, so serious?" Jun Che was holding a small exquisite bamboo basket in his hand. He was wearing a white crocodile silk robe, his black hair was half tied up, and his sleeves were fluttering like an immortal.
"Senior brother." Mingruo smiled with crooked eyebrows.
"Come in and sit down." Jun Che opened the bamboo fence with climbing vines and roses, and greeted Mingruo and the others to come in.
The courtyard is very delicately decorated, with rock bonsais scattered here and there, and many leaf-viewing ferns. There is a small five-pointed maple in front of the courtyard. The maple leaves are beautiful golden red, becoming one of the few bright colors in this elegant courtyard.
The eaves of the thatched house were very wide, and a wooden platform extended in front of the house, with a tea table and rush cushions placed on it.
Zelan also walked into the courtyard: "Young Master."
"Take this fruit and wash it." Jun Che handed the bamboo basket in his hand to Zelan.
"Okay." Zeelan took the bamboo basket and walked to the backyard.
Mingruo felt that everything in this yard was interesting, and her two big eyes rolled around.
Jun Che was a considerate senior brother and said with a smile: "Senior brother, let me show you around."
"Okay." Mingruo nodded quickly.
The yard is not big, and the scenery in the front yard is basically clear. When you go to the back yard, you see Zelan washing cherries and loquats with water from a bamboo spring.
A small silver-white thing squatted at his feet, pulling on the corner of Zeelan's robe with its small paws.
Zelan said helplessly: "Young Master picked these for Junior Sister to eat. If you want to eat them, I will pick them for you later!"
Seeing that the request was hopeless, the little thing took a few steps back, first took a run-up, and then jumped onto the stone platform with a whoosh. He swallowed a loquat in one gulp, followed by another oooh...
Mingruo doubted her eyes. If she saw it correctly, it was a silver fox. But its enthusiasm for eating fruit was even higher than that of a rabbit...
"Hey, hey...you don't eat fruit." Zeelan hurriedly rescued the few loquats. He felt that the fox had taken the wrong medicine today.
Jun Che stepped forward, grabbed the fur on the back of the silver fox's neck, and lifted it up. The little guy chirped twice, expressing that he didn't like this posture very much.
"If you do something bad again, send it to a leather workshop to make a fox fur scarf." Jun Che put the silver fox on the ground and told it to stay where it could cool down. The silver fox walked proudly into a bush.
In the fern.
The three of them sat at the tea table, and Zeelan brought over washed cherries and loquats.
"Is the little fox a pet raised by senior brother?" Mingruo did not expect that a senior brother who did not eat the fireworks of the world would keep a pet.
"The master picked Shuangjiang from the snow-capped mountains and originally kept it at Lingyun Peak. When I went back the year before last, he hid it on my carriage and went all the way down the mountain.
Last winter, Anson came to deliver something, and I asked him to take it back to the master. He chewed the cage halfway and ran back..." Jun Che also had nothing to do with this little guy. Every day he became sticky like dog skin plaster.
Probably knowing that he was talking about it, the little guy nuzzled up to Jun Che and pressed his furry head against Jun Che's hand, obviously wanting to stroke the fur.
Jun Che pushed it away with his fingers: "From today on, you will be called a scarf."
"Pfft." Senior brother's name really has a profound meaning, "This fox must be female."
Zelan felt that this fox was not only a female, but also a female fox that had fallen in love with his young master. Anyway, it would stick to wherever the young master was. If the young master was not at home, besides the two chicken drumsticks that would be thrown out of the kitchen every day, there would be no need to worry about it.
