Li Siye slowly exited Li Mei'er's room. Just as he was about to turn around and go downstairs, he heard soft singing coming from above his head. He stopped and listened for a moment. Twelve Niang's voice was hoarse and lonely, which was very torturous.
When he was about to leave, he turned around in confusion, walked to the corner of the wall, climbed up the wooden ladder, pushed open the rainproof wooden cover at the top, and leaned out half of his body.
The Twelve Mothers were riding on the domed stone pillars with their backs to him, their loose pleated skirts covering the spire, as if they were wearing a white hat on the roof.
He shouted to Twelve Niangs: "Why are you climbing so high? Come down quickly!"
The Twelfth Mother untied her bun, and her long hair was blowing in the summer wind on her shoulders. She turned around and raised her hand to take off the messy hair on her face, and said loudly: "It's cool up there, and you can see far. I can see Chang'an."
Master of Tai Zhen Guan."
Li Siye lost his mind for a moment. At this time, the Twelve Niangs had the flavor of Lin Qingxia's undefeated East. The charm and boldness of women were gathered together without any violation. Yes, there were two swords beside her, which could be regarded as half of the world.
People.
She turned back and said, "Li Lang, come up too."
Li Siye thought about it for a moment. The top of the dome on the roof was only one stone pillar, which could only accommodate one person. If he went up there, how would he get along with Twelve Niangs? Would he want her to sit on top of him?
He touched the roof again. Although it was made of rammed white earth, it was very solid and smooth. He was not sure whether he would fall.
"You'd better come down. I asked Madam Wu to make dinner. Let's have a good dinner at home tonight. I will go to the camp by the Baima River to take up my post tomorrow."
Twelve Niang nodded obediently. She sat on the stone pillar and turned around. First, she stretched out her two long legs. Her spacious middle coat was wrapped with leggings, and her skirt flapped and bulged in the wind.
It was impossible to see anything up her skirt. Li Siye wanted her to jump off by himself, but her face turned pale with fright, so he had to stretch out his hands to support her feet. He really didn’t know how she climbed up just now.
Going up.
"You slowly let go, and I will slowly put you down."
Li Siye held her feet with both hands and slowly squatted down. Twelve Niang lowered her head to look at him with her beautiful eyebrows, and then slowly leaned into his arms. The dress was fragrant, and there was a slight shyness on her face.
Scarlet color.
He coughed and straightened Twelve Niang, letting her climb down the ladder first, but she turned around with a smile and jumped into the building nimbly, her body as light as a cat.
He may have forgotten that Twelve Niang is a woman who practices sword dancing. She has a nimble body and has practiced systematically. How can she be afraid when she can climb such a high place? Is this a scheming little trick on the part of a woman? In order to eat him
Is Tofu working so hard?
The wind picked up at night and the thorn willow trees made a rustling sound. Li Siye ordered his servants to carry the bed, table and sheep felt from the yard into the house, and closed the door. He loosened the pulley on the wall, lowered the copper chandelier, and lit it.
The wick was removed, and the dim light illuminated the main hall.
Aunt Wu walked in from the side room wrapped in a leather apron, lowered her body and said, "Please treat Alang and the two ladies to a meal."
Li Siye smiled. Aunt Wu liked this formal tone. She was once a maid of a wealthy family. After she was driven away because of her old age and sex, she still remembered the sacred and solemn rules of her master's family. Although the current Li Siye family does not
She was considered a wealthy person, but on her way to becoming one, the rules she had memorized finally came in handy.
"Okay, let's have dinner."
Mrs. Chen stood at the door of the side hall and shouted in a weathered voice: "Serve!"
Four female maids came in through the side door, carrying wooden plates in their hands, with large coarse porcelain basins containing dishes, including a pot of mutton, a pot of roasted leg of lamb, a pot of noodle soup, and a pot of flax cakes. They came one after another.
He put down the tray in front of the four-legged table in the center of the hall, and then brought out the dishes one by one with linen cushions.
"Master, please take your seat."
Li Siye couldn't wait any longer, so he walked over and sat down, and Twelve Niang also sat down opposite him.
He waved to Mrs. Wu and asked, "Where's Mei'er? What are you doing upstairs? Tell him to come down quickly."
Madam Wu immediately assigned a maid to go upstairs to call her, and then she said sternly to the other maids with a cold face: "Why are you staring at me? Why don't you hurry up and serve soup to A Lang and our guest Twelve Madams?"
Li Twelve Niang snorted softly in her throat, obviously dissatisfied with Mrs. Wu calling her a guest, so Li Siye had no choice but to tilt his head and pretend not to notice.
Two Sogdian women came forward, holding small bowls and serving soup with spoons. Then they used knives to slice meat from the mutton legs and presented them in front of them respectively. Li Meier finally arrived late and called before arriving at the table.
He called me Brother, and then called Twelve Mother with a smile.
Li Siye picked up his chopsticks and said, "My stomach has been growling with hunger for a long time. Let's eat it quickly."
Madam Wu twitched the corners of her mouth, thinking that the master's vulgar words were not suitable for the current occasion, but she could only let it go.
Li Twelfth Mother looked at Li Siye with a smile. She had been in and out of the palace when she was a child, and she and her master were often guests of royal nobles. She had never seen anything like this. In her eyes, Madam Wu's specious dining etiquette was just an imitation.
jokes.
Li Siye looked back at the servants who were accompanying him, waved his hand and said, "Ms. Wu, you can go down and have a meal too. We all have hands and feet, so we don't need to wait on you."
Mrs. Wu folded her hands on her waist, her manners were upright and serious: "Alang, the rule of a large family is that the servants can eat after the master has eaten. We are here to serve, waiting for the master's orders at any time."
"No need, we are not a big family, let's go down and have dinner."
"But Alang..."
"Hey, it's nothing to worry about. I'm tired after a long day of work. Let's eat early and rest early."
A thin figure poked out from behind the side door panel. A six or seven-year-old Sogdian girl grasped the door leaf with both hands and stared at the meat and vegetable soup basin on the four-legged table with her big, deep eyes.
"Gurgling..." The sound of hunger tortured my stomach.
Li Siye followed the voice and looked over, waving to the child: "Come here."
After all, the child was afraid of life. He raised his head and looked for his mother among the serving maids. The maid shook her head mechanically.
Li Siye grabbed a flax cake from the porcelain basin, walked towards the child, stuffed the cake into her hand, and walked over holding her hand.
Hunger finally defeated the fear of the owner, and the little girl grabbed the big cake with both hands and chewed it.
"Look at the hungry children," Li Siye raised his head and said to Madam Wu: "Hurry up and get some bowls, put some soup cakes, mutton, and lamb legs in it, and take them down to eat."
Madam Wu curled her lips. She wanted to say that this was against the rules, but Alang's words were unquestionable, so she had no choice but to nod to the maids. The maids brought bowls up to fill the soup and meat. Li Meier came to Li Siye and touched the little girl's breasts.
Then she picked up the meat slices with chopsticks and fed them to each other. Twelve Niangs always looked at Li Siye lovingly, not only discovering his extraordinary talent, but also his tolerance and kindness. The past few days were chaotic but warm.
Mrs. Wu desperately found that the rules of a wealthy family that she insisted on could not be maintained for even a moment in this family.
"Ms. Wu, please take them down for dinner quickly."
She bowed her head respectfully and responded: "Here, Alang."
Just as she was about to turn around and leave, Li Siye spoke again from behind: "Well, by the way, there is one thing I have to say. Although I only have a fourth-grade official salary, I can still afford to support the servants in my family, and so can you.
Don't give me any leftover money, let them have enough food and clothing, so that they can have the strength to work. Don't you want this family to appear to have rules? Then I will set a rule and treat the servants not harshly, that is us Gaolingli
How about the first house rule of the family?"
Madam Wu trembled and quickly turned around and bowed: "Here."
Several Sogdian maids also turned around, knelt down on the ground towards Li Siye, crossed their hands in the awkward Central Plains etiquette, and said in awkward words: "Thank you Alan for your kindness!"
(ps: Thanks to Distant 123 The Starry Sky is Red for the tip.)