Gu Erbai's Pastoral Life

Chapter 451 A Little Innocence, Two Sides Together
"Boom, boom, madam."

A few soft knocks came from outside the golden nanmu door, accompanied by a warm voice calling.

"call……"

Under the cloud-patterned brocade quilt, Gu Erbai pretended to be asleep with one eye open, and snored lifelike.

Butler Liu shook his head at Mr. Tan with a funny face, and tapped twice, "Madam, if you don't get up again, the old lady will name the new house."

"……Um?"

New home, what new home?
Gu Erbai rolled his eyes in confusion twice, sat up abruptly, and was about to ask further, but suspected that Mr. Liu was deliberately tricking himself into getting up, so he asked in a hoarse voice, "What are you talking about?" ?”

"Returning to Madam, the new house to the west of the Waterside Garden that the owner ordered the craftsmen to build a few years ago has been completed. Just before the owner left the mansion, he sent someone to ask the old slave to take you to see the scenery. But it still needs to be adjusted, just give it an order. a name."

"……real?!"

Gu Erbai was slightly shocked in his heart, he held his ears half-believing, and the drowsy voice suddenly became more and more awake.

Gu Mansion has a huge site, flying pavilions, winding corridors, and countless courtyards. Why does Uncle Qing want to build a new house?
This prodigal man, wouldn't it be that he has too much money and nowhere to spend it?
"There is no doubt about it."

Butler Liu nodded and added, "If Madam doesn't want to leave, I have no choice but to ask Madam to name and build a plaque. Speaking of which, Madam's naming standards have always been high, and most of the servant girls in the house are named after Madam. mouth, even the host and yours."

"..."

Gu Erbai's eyeballs rolled around, the corner of his mouth twitched, got off the bed and put on his shoes, hopped to the door, took the other shoe from his hand with embarrassment and put it on.

"I'll go, I'll go, I'll give the name."

According to the old lady's former second attendant, Xiao Taozi and Xiao Xingzi, she and her uncle are clean, which is indeed of a high standard.

Mr. Liu put his hands together and put his back on his back, and Mr. Tan helped her out with a smile on his face, "Don't worry, Ma'am, the new house is different from other places. It was designed by the site owner himself, and it was carefully completed bit by bit. Ma'am is The first one to go in for a visit, has nothing else to do today, just go and have a look.”

Want to see a day?

A funny thought flashed by, Gu Erbai asked casually, "What is the main purpose of the new house, will Uncle Qing and I live there in the future?"

Tan Zhangshi smiled, "It's not necessarily true. The host said that Madam can live wherever she likes."

"Then go and have a look."

Live if you look good... Why does it feel like Uncle Qing wants to separate himself from the old lady.

There is an inexplicable mentality of being favored, unfilial, unfilial.

The new house, located at the west end of the waterside pavilion, covers an area of ​​about [-] square meters and has a total of nine floors. From the initial site selection, design, foundation, structure, materials, and decoration to the final perfection, it took a full six months. Carefully crafted, it consumes thousands of manpower and costs a mountain of materials.

At first, everyone just thought that the host felt that on the night of Gan Yizhai's wedding, his wife disappeared without a trace, so they moved to another room.

But it wasn't until he personally wrote the design under the green light, the supervisor who couldn't close his eyes day and night, and the excellence of the material craftsman, that people knew that it was because the owner's love for his wife was so strong that when she was vacant In those days, there was no place to transfer feelings, so all my efforts were concentrated on this luxurious palace.

He wanted to build a home for her, a mansion that belonged only to them.

He always believed that his wife would definitely come home.

Gu Erbai followed Steward Liu and Manager Tan, and went up to the waterside terrace full of suspicion. It wasn't until she stood on the watchtower and looked up at the new house that the slightest turmoil in her heart completely set off a turbulent sea.

The watchtower is connected to a long mahogany carved corridor, the handrails are exquisite and polished, as if plated with silver powder, and the feet are covered with colorful pearl shells. Under the sunlight, they are sparkling and dazzling. nine-storey new residence.

On the new house, there is a huge vermilion plaque reserved, with no words on it, and a pair of red couplets on both sides, also unmarked.

Empty, as if waiting for its owner to arrive.

Gu Erbai walked along the long corridor towards the new house, until he saw the sycamore tree under the eaves, he suddenly remembered that this land was once the place where she and Lin Yan used to fight. Chess, she was forced to climb a tree, and was frightened out of her wits by a chess piece thrown by Uncle Qing.

But now, this place has become a magnificent Bei Que Zhu Palace.

Glazed tiles, jasper bricks, flying eaves against the sky, honeycomb water vortex, intricate design of flower corridors, and colorful hanging terraces.

Down you can go into the cellar to fish for wine, up you can hold the moon in the sky, look up to touch the stars, and bow your head to thousands of mountains and rivers.

Slightly fragrant, springs are all over the place, hundreds of flowers are blooming, spewing out bursts of fragrance; the wind is cold, thousands of fans are painted on the screen, the curtains are heavy, revealing soft beds; the sound is long, green trees are surrounded by bees and butterflies, highlighting the fragrance of loquat fruit.

The style is provocative, the ringtone is in the ears, beauty is a kind of tension, and it can stir people's hearts.

I can't listen to Tan Zhangshi's detailed introduction. Every time Gu Erbai walks up a floor, he will be amazed by the exquisite layout and design. These are all her favorites.

It's as if someone is uniquely customizing something for his own aesthetics.

How well one should know to create such a unique house.

Gu Erbai was tired from walking, so he lay down in the bedroom on the fifth floor. Under the red silk tent, the curtain was covered with tassels, and the bottom of his body was softly forged with silk, and the quilt was embroidered with two birds flying together.

She looked up at the Jiugong Meilian painted on the Liangping screen in a daze, and then realized what Uncle Qing just said to ask Tan Zhangshi to take her back, and she didn't go to Yuchun Hall at all, but came here.

He has prepared for her a majestic palace that is enough for any woman in the world to see and be overwhelmed by it.

It is hard to imagine that such a delicate and magnificent building took only six months to cast.

What is even more difficult to imagine is what kind of mood Uncle Qing built it at that time.

It was only then that Gu Erbai realized that she seemed to come back this time, and she didn't know anything about it except that Uncle Qing had lost a lot of weight.

How did he live this year?

"Ma'am, look~"

Manager Tan held in his hand the owner's meticulously planned internal structure design, took a closer look, walked slightly to the bedside, and twisted the blue lotus porcelain on the bedside desk.

In an instant, the half silver mirror next to the dressing table was slowly moved away, revealing a secret room with a width of [-] feet. Inside, there were all kinds of colorful and pearl shoes, Chinese train cloaks, fragrant clothes and temple shadows, which were extremely elegant and unrestrained.

This is...the cloakroom?

Gu Erbai got up slightly, and walked over in surprise, caressing each piece of brocade clothes in his hands, 80.00% of which were his own, and those crowded on both sides belonged to Uncle Qing.

Unconsciously, her eye sockets were a little sour.

Master Tan saluted from behind, "Mrs., you need to change your clothes now. There is a hot spring in the back, and my servant is waiting for you to visit."

"no need."

Gu Erbai shook his head, turned to look at her, "Did Uncle Qing say anything else?"

"The owner said that you don't have to ask him what he thinks about matters in the manor from now on. You are the mistress of the manor, and everything is up to you. The slaves are waiting for your orders."

Gu Erbai turned his face away and inadvertently sucked his nose.

"It's okay, you can ask someone to move all the things in Ganyizhai, and you will live here from now on."

"Here."

Manager Tan withdrew, closed the door and talked with Butler Liu for a while, Gu Erbai took off his boots and lay down on the couch, pressing his hands on the soft cotton pillow under his head.

These ancient pillows are generally made of hard materials, whether they are porcelain pillows or bamboo, rattan, bronze ware, etc., they are very harsh.

When she was at Qing's house, she liked to sleep on cotton pillows, even this uncle Qing remembered, didn't he just go there once?

Really careful, Gu Erbai hugged the pillow and rolled over, when he inadvertently pressed a hard object under his elbow, as if it was packed in the pillow.

Curiously, she unwrapped the pillowcase, reached in and fumbled for it.

When Butler Liu came in again holding the cloth booklet, Gu Erbai was already half-sitting on the couch, with a pillow with a scattered pillowcase beside him, and there was no expression on his face.

"Has Uncle Qing stayed in this room?"

Hearing this, he didn't know the so-called stunned for a moment, and then replied.

"Since the completion of the new house, it has been ventilated for a few days before it can be opened. However, the owner of the venue has not moved, saying that he will wait for you to come back for the first time to visit. Just the day before yesterday, Madam, the night you came back, the owner of the venue came in and stayed overnight."

He still remembered that night, the laughter in the new residence spread throughout the Gu residence.

Such extreme joy cannot be described in words, he is really afraid that the host will be overjoyed and go crazy.

"Oh."

Gu Erbai nodded, unconsciously tightening the object in his hand.

"Then he has been living in the place where Shuixie Garden and Ganyizhai merged all this year?"

The tone was very light, completely different from her usual playfulness.

Butler Liu heard a flash of unnaturalness behind him, but he quickly returned to normal, and he just nodded without answering too much.

Lying to his master has always been something he is not good at keeping his mouth shut.

Gu Erbai didn't ask any further questions, he just turned around and reached out to take the cloth book in his hand, looking at the structure of the new residence intently, he was not so much interested in the layout concept of the palace, as he was interested in the writer's strokes. I am interested in the penetrating and penetrating handwriting.

Such words that are so powerful on the back of the paper, one must hate to write them.

Steward Liu saw that she had suddenly calmed down and was a little at a loss, so he asked, "Madam, have you thought about a name for Xinju?"

"Um……"

Gu Erbai looked at the front page of the cloth album, the blank plaque, and pondered for a while.

"Just take one word from my name and Uncle Qing's. This Qionglou Feige is extraordinarily luxurious. If you give it a fancy name, it will seem a bit vulgar. Why don't you call it 'A Little Innocence'."

"A bit innocent."

Butler Liu silently read the four words, then nodded and praised, "Okay, okay, the host will be very happy to hear it."

One point of innocence, two sides stay together.

"By the way, I see there is a pair of couplets under the plaque. It's not easy for me to write, or...you find someone who can be a poet?"

"Don't worry, ma'am, the venue owner said that you have set up the banner, and he will write the couplet."

"it is good."

Gu Erbai nodded, and put down the cloth book, unknowingly, the emotions in his chest surged up, he felt very bored, Wei Wei walked to the lookout platform, and looked out from the platform, with a very wide field of vision.

"Old Liu, how has Uncle Qing been doing during the year I left?"

She still couldn't help asking, and when she said it, her forehead couldn't help but puff up, as if subconsciously controlled herself not to think about some things.

Butler Liu slowly bowed his head, looking at the smooth ground, his lowered brows and eyes were very indifferent.

After a while, hands folded together.

"not good."

……

"Go down."

After a long time, she said something.

"Here."

There was the sound of footsteps exiting, and the sound of the door panel closing.

The scorching sun at noon in the middle of the day gradually disappeared into the clouds, and the clouds began to get lower, pressing down so heavily that people couldn't breathe.

The wind on the watchtower was even stronger, and the bells hanging on the wind vent made a clattering sound, like a bunch of conch and scallops colliding together, singing a song of indescribable desolation and indescribable melancholy.

Gu Erbai stood on the stage for a full half an hour, her expression not moving. The wind around her skirt lifted the corners of her skirt, blowing her whole body icy cold.

After an unknown amount of time, she pursed her lips, flattened her palms, and stared blankly at the words written on the back of the badge——

Gu Yiqing, forget about me.

She suddenly wanted to know that Uncle Qing spent more than 300 days and nights facing these heartless and meaningless words.

How did it survive.

When Gu Erbai raised his head again, he saw Steward Liu and Zhang Tan standing downstairs in the wind, guarding her without saying a word.

In a flowing water in front of the palace, there was an unexpected sound of ding-dong.

Immediately there were waves on the calm and unmarked water. I don't know if it was windy, it started to rain, or something fell.

After a while, she went in.

Liu Steward and Tan Zhangshi turned and left.

"Go to the back kitchen and make a cup of perilla ginger tea for my wife."

"Here."

-

The wind and cloud rose suddenly, the cloud's feet were long-haired, and the dark blue lightning struck the world with the sound of beating drums. After a while, fine raindrops fell from the sky.

Gu Erbai held the cloth book in his hand, rested against the bedside, and waited for the man's return.

About half a stick of incense passed, the window on the watchtower was not closed tightly, a gust of cold wind swept over, lifted the window valve, and a trace of shade rushed into the clothes, making her shiver all over.

Gu Erbai rubbed his eyes, put down the booklet in his hand, and walked over to close it.

The rain outside started to fall a little heavy, a little anxious, Gu Erbai caught a glimpse of several colorful oil-paper umbrellas floating downstairs, under the umbrellas were a group of servants who were busy carrying luggage from Ganyizhai to Qingbaiju.

It was she who ordered Tan Zhang to move all the things in Qianyizhai, but she didn't expect that there were only a few people left in the mansion, and it rained suddenly just now.

As soon as I think about other things, I forget.

"You don't..."

She opened the window valve, ready to stop the hurried servants.

No, halfway through the conversation, I saw Xiaoyan running from Ganyizhai to Qingbai Juli in a hurry.

A black square box was stretched out under the little girl's thin arms, as if there was something precious inside, and a green oil-paper umbrella was carried on her shoulder and cheek, completely covered by it, and half of her body was hit by the rain. wet.

It's just that she didn't want her to be so careful with the box that she didn't notice the rocks under her feet, and a mere bowl-sized rock tripped her to the ground.

(End of this chapter)