"Let the Murong family change their surname and become the Shen family?" Shen Lang touched his chin and thought, if he created a Shen family, it would be like the founder of the mountain, and then let the grandsons of the Murong family follow his own
surname?
Well, it seems pretty good.
However, after careful consideration, Shen Lang still shook his head and said: "It seems quite outrageous to do that, but in comparison, I still don't like big families, but prefer small families."
"Xiaojia?" The four little maids looked at him curiously.
"I have four wives and four little maids, all of whom I like and can trust. This is a small family. Although there are fewer people in the family, the relationship is simpler and more harmonious.
It makes people feel comfortable and reassured.”
Shen Lang has always felt that the existence of home or family should be a very warm and simple existence. It has nothing to do with power or struggle.
The relationship between family members is a very warm and intimate relationship. It has nothing to do with strength and status, but only has to do with trust. Even to the four little maids, he will give full trust and love, and
I won't think that they are really inferior and then exploit them.
As for establishing a huge family or cultivating force...even asking the entire Murong family to change their surnames and worship him as their ancestor. He is not that vain, nor is he that boring.
"We are a family, and anyone other than us is an outsider," Shen Lang said.
After listening to Shen Lang's words quietly, the little maids couldn't come back to their senses for a long time, but they became more and more aware of how lucky they were to be named Shen and to be members of the Shen family.
"Yes, those are outsiders." Biyun said: "They also want to become members of the Shen family. What a beautiful idea."
Baguio said: "We are a small family with only a few people, but a small family can manage those big families."
"Well...then what name will the Murong family represent in the future?"
Shen Lang said irresponsibly: "Anyway, I'll leave it all to you. It's up to you to be happy with this."
"That..."
The four little girls held their chins in contemplation, thinking that in the future, the Murong family will belong to the young master, so should the name be related to the names of the young master and the young lady?
If we think about it from a long-term perspective, this strength may be a strong force in the future, so should the name be given with a chilling air?
Xia Qianye suddenly said: "Let's call it Qingbi Pavilion."
"Qingbi Pavilion? It sounds very nice." Qingzhu said.
"Ah, isn't this just two words that are in common from the names of the four of us?" Biyun suddenly realized this.
Shen Lang said: "I told you to take charge of it, and wouldn't it be appropriate to name it after you?"
Qingmei waved her little fist and said, "But this name doesn't seem to have a trace of murderous intent!"
"What murderous intent do you want?" Shen Lang knocked on Qingmei's forehead: "The clear sky and clear water often meet each other, which is called a good life. Fighting and killing are too unlucky."
Only a little girl who has never experienced too much blood and blood would find murderous intent very disturbing. But Shen Lang, who has experienced a lot of blood and rain, understands that fighting and killing something like that is really dangerous.
And this festival is also a time when good and evil are fighting each other, so in his eyes, seeing blue sky and clear water is undoubtedly a good sign.
"That's it, let's call it Qingbi Pavilion." Shen Lang said.
The new names of the four little girls were determined, and while the six of them were chatting and laughing in front of the bed, they playfully chose a new name for the power that had been inherited for hundreds of years in Guyang City.
The night was getting darker and darker at this time, and it became quieter outside the window. The six of them gradually became a little tired, so they simply lay down on the same bed and fell asleep.
The so-called sleep, of course, is extremely simple sleep. The night was long and I don’t know how deep it was. Shen Lang lay on the soft clothes, looking at the bright moon in the sky outside the window that looked particularly full, and listening to the more even breathing of the girls beside him. With a loud voice, I closed my eyes peacefully...
The next day, it was bright and clear.
Shen Lang was the first to open his eyes. The four little maids were huddled in a corner of the bed, occupying only a small part of the big bed, as if they were worried about affecting the rest of the young master and the young lady.
Shen Lang shook his head and chuckled, thinking that these four little girls would always think of him even if they were asleep. Then, he patted the woman beside him to wake up Xia Qianye from her sleep.
Xia Qianye opened her eyes and looked at Shen Lang's sneaky look, knowing what this guy was thinking. So she rolled her eyes, stood up slowly, packed her clothes, and quietly left the room with him. , left Songhe Tower without disturbing the sleep of the four little maids...
When they came to Songhe Tower and met the four girls, they did so casually, but they left a colorful mark in their lives, and then left silently...
As soon as Shen Lang and Xia Qianye left, the four little maids opened their eyes together. Although the topic of separation was never brought up in the long conversation at night, they were smart enough to guess that the young master and the young lady were leaving. , how can I sleep this night?
They didn't sleep that night, but they deliberately refused to wake up when the young master and young lady were leaving.
Wake up, so what?
What should we do if we are reluctant to leave the young master and the young lady, making the young master and the young lady feel sad and uncomfortable?
It's always sad to be separated.
Then it would be better to let the separation happen casually...
Therefore, at this time, the little maids just stood quietly in front of the window and looked into the distance, facing the early morning sunshine, looking at the young master and young lady leaving in the distance for a long, long, long time.
It wasn't until the daylight gradually became a bit dazzling, until their vision gradually blurred due to a trace of mist in their eyes, and until the man and woman disappeared among the crowd, that they withdrew their gaze and put on the clothes they bought at Linglongfang that day without saying a word. I put on my clothes, slowly went downstairs, and went to the Murong Family.
September and autumn are gradually approaching, and the wind in the morning is a bit biting. The girl in the biting cold wind becomes stronger and stronger in her heart because of someone's departure.
Stepping into the door of Murong's house, Murong Tiexiong and Murong Tianzong had been waiting for a long time. However, when they saw that the girl who was relatively young yesterday had such a cold and noble look on her face today, they couldn't help but feel... My heart trembled slightly.
"From today on, this place will be called Qingbi Pavilion."
"Greetings to the four pavilion masters!" Murong Tiexiong did not dare to hesitate at all and immediately knelt down and saluted.
"Greetings to the four pavilion masters!" Murong Tianzong knelt on his knees and lowered his head deeply. He only dared to keep his head as high as the feet of the four girls and did not dare to raise his head at all.
Afterwards, everyone in the courtyard, whether it was the former Madam Murong or the former eldest lady or young master of the Murong family, immediately knelt down in a large area, not daring to be disrespectful in the slightest, making the girls at this moment even more noble.
Qingzhu Biyun ignored them and didn't even look at them. She just walked indifferently among the people kneeling on the ground and looked at the pines, cypresses and willows in the yard with dissatisfaction.
"The first thing you have to do today is to pull out all the trees in Qingbi Pavilion and plant a peach grove instead." Shen Qingmei told everyone.