Sanshou has not been entangled much in the past two days. It's not normal if his young master is not normal, as long as he is not sick. Anyway, there was no delay in eating, drinking and hanging out these two days. When we return to Beijing after the New Year, the world will be at peace.
But the facts proved that Sanshou was still optimistic. When he came out to eat some steamed buns, their young master came after him and told him with his strength: In fact, the wise and powerful leader of the Qinghong Society is a fool!
At this moment, this second fool was sitting next to San Shou's crab roe soup dumplings, holding a face that said "My good brother's sister has fallen in love with me, what should I do?", and said melancholy to the hopeless San Shou. :
"I also know that this is too hurtful. After all, she is a girl. But she likes me so much. What can I do? I can only make it clear to her before she gets too deep. Think about it.
"Oh! I think so. But I can't bear it after all. After all, I failed her. But there is nothing I can do about it. I have said long ago that I will never marry that wealthy man. Girl. Although Uncle Yan's official position is not high, he was born in Ding'an Marquis Mansion after all.
"Those high-ranking ladies all have some 'ambitions'. Who doesn't want their husbands to make their wives their wives and earn them the golden seal of imperial edict? But I can't give them this, and it will waste their whole lives.
"Besides..." Qin Zhuen raised his head and glanced at Sanshou, "Where is the emperor..."
He didn't say anything further, just leaned on his cheek and sighed again.
Sanshou was about to burst. The ancients described beauties as "people are more delicate than flowers." Lord Qin Enruo is indeed a beauty with that stubble on his face, and his appearance at this time is really a bit more delicate than the hot waist flower in front of Sanshou. Even the green beard stubble seems to be like coriander powder sprinkled on the waist flowers, adding a lot of color...
But... no, wait. The girl’s house? You mean Miss Yan?
Also, Miss Yan likes you?
"Uh, sir, are you sure? Well..." Sanshou was a little hesitant to say, after all, he was still living in his house. Moreover, their young master’s temper cannot be tolerated. So after muttering for a long time, he could only say in a roundabout way: "Do you really think that Miss Yan is the kind of ordinary person who cares about the title... uh, girl's family?"
As soon as these words came out, Sanshou felt something was wrong. What he originally meant was that Miss Yan didn't look like a girl. Nonsence! no. Anyway, I just feel that she is not the kind of ordinary girl who likes flowers and pink, and she doesn't seem to have any ambition to win a title.
Besides, even if you really have that ambition, how do you know that people are counting on you to earn it for her? Why don't you think it's someone else?
But after he expressed it euphemistically, the words seemed to have lost their meaning.
Then Sanshou discovered that something was even more wrong with his young master.
This is... Sanshou stretched out his hand and pulled Qin Zhuen's eyes a few times. It's too cold and it's frozen?
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New Year's Eve arrived in a blink of an eye, and it started to snow lightly in the morning. Another group of urchins gathered in the street and set off firecrackers, and the flavor of the New Year suddenly became stronger.
We have New Year's Eve dinner in the evening and we have to stay up late on New Year's Eve. This year, two young masters from Beijing came again. Therefore, the Yan family's back house has been extremely busy since morning.
There were only a few servants in the Yan family, and Yan Wenkuan was kind and considerate. Those local temporary helpers, such as cooks and others, were given leave early to go home for the New Year. Therefore, the manpower inside and outside here is a bit insufficient.
Mingsong, the young boy who had lunch with San Shou and Yan Yu, was taken by Uncle Sun to Butcher Zhang to wait to carry back the freshly killed pigs.
Only Yan Tian, Aunt Hu and Xiaozhu were left in the kitchen busy with the New Year's Eve dinner.
A burst of thick smoke filled the air, and Yan Tian coughed and rushed out of the kitchen. He saw two noble gentlemen in fox fur suits standing in the yard admiring the snow.
"Brother Qin, second brother, come here and help light the fire!"
It's all because of the snow, the firewood is too wet to light. Aunt Hu is chopping stuffing, and she will make croquettes and fish soon. Xiaozhu is making noodles, but the vegetables haven't been picked out yet.
The kitchen is so busy, but these two guys still have time to enjoy the snow here? !
Four masters, five servants, a New Year’s Eve dinner for nine people! If they don't help each other, then they might as well just change it to breakfast for the first grade of junior high school.
As soon as Qin Zhuen heard Yan Tian calling him, he immediately looked back. He saw Yan Tian standing there with a small face, a spatula in his hand, and an apron.
Full of worldly smoke and smoke, it was completely different from the ladies he had seen before who had no fingers in the spring water and tried their best to pretend to be fairies from the world.
They are all refined on the surface, but they are thinking about extremely vulgar things in their hearts. And Yan Tian, she is just a common person in this mortal world, but she is so extraordinary.
Qin Zhuen suddenly felt enlightened! The previous melancholy and entanglement instantly disappeared in this moment of great enlightenment.
He couldn't help but grinned brightly and said loudly, "Okay! Just come!" He turned around and tried to run into the kitchen. But Yan Yu pulled him back.
"Sister, what did you say?" Yan Yu couldn't believe his ears.
"It's getting dark, brothers, hurry up and help!" Yan Tian repeated it confidently.
Yan Yu was almost angry. he? ! The dignified second young master of Ding'anhou Mansion? ! Go to the kitchen to light a fire? ! If his mother-in-law, Madam Hou, knew about it, I wonder if she would have passed over on the spot.
Seeing the disbelieving expression on his second cousin's face, Yan Tian patiently explained to them: "Brothers, don't think it's strange. In the past, my father would send the hired help back to celebrate the New Year every year. Everyone has families in the local area, so they have to go home for reunion. Besides, during the New Year, it’s just me and my father. Aunt Hu and Uncle Sun can take care of us.
"But this year, my two brothers came, and my father was happy, so he wanted to prepare a New Year's Eve dinner. There were several times more work, but there were not many people doing the work, so it looked busy. Don't be surprised, brothers. Come help!"
"Hey! What's this! It's a trivial matter!" Master Qin responded cheerfully, shook his white fox cloak, rolled up his gold brocade sleeves, and wanted to rush into the kitchen.
Yan Yu stretched out his hand and grabbed the two hundred and fifty, glared at him and said viciously: "Young man, stay away from the kitchen!"
Then he glared at Yan Tian and said: "Sister, you can take the servants to work in the kitchen. We dare not forget the teachings of the sage. Therefore, we cannot enter this kitchen easily.
"Besides, cooking is what women should do. My eldest sister just needs to practice her cooking skills so that she can serve her husband and his parents-in-law in the future. Did you know that your eldest aunt, Mrs. Marquis Ding'an, is a first-class cooking expert..."
This time Qin Zhuen didn't even have to look at Yan Tian's face to know that Yan Yu was finished. He silently covered his eyes and lit a candle for him in his heart.
"'A gentleman is like an animal: when he sees it alive, he can't bear to see it die; when he hears its sound, he can't bear to eat its meat. So a gentleman is far away from the kitchen.' What the second brother said, is this the teaching of Master Meng?"
Sure enough, as soon as Yan Tian opened her mouth, Qin Zhuen could hear the murderous intent in her deliberately gentle tone.
Qin Zhuen turned his head and looked at Yan Yu. Why doesn’t this bear thing have a long memory? He went to see Yan Tian again. Why does this little girl treat Yan Yu like a firecracker?
Tian Pao Zhan is now educating Yu Erxiong seriously: "How happy is the second brother to eat the chicken at noon today?
"I remember that when Sun Bo was about to kill him with his knife, you came over to watch the excitement. It was definitely both 'seeing him alive' and 'seeing him die'.
"The wailing of the chicken must have been heard by my second brother. You have seen its life and death, and you have heard its sound. Why can't you see that your second brother can't bear to eat its meat? That little boy at noon today Chicken stew with mushrooms is what you eat the most.
"Is it possible that the two brothers learned the words of the sage separately? Do you only remember the last sentence but not the preface? When you are working, you are like a 'gentleman who is far away from the kitchen.' When you are eating meat and watching the fun, you wander around the kitchen, but you are not a gentleman?"
"You..." Yan Yu pointed at Yan Tian, speechless with anger.
How can a yellow-haired girl have such a poisonous mouth and be so irritating? ! Mr. Yan, who had suffered several verbal defeats in a row, finally went completely crazy! This time, no matter what, he had to be better than this girl in words.
After searching his intestines and stomach, a sudden inspiration came to him, "Okay, okay! Sharp teeth and sharp tongue! I think if you continue like this, you will never find your in-laws in this life!"
Qin Zhuen turned to look at him with disgust.
How else to say that Yan Yu is crazy? He carried out such unethical attacks without any grace or magnanimity at all.
But yes! The other two sisters in Yan Yu's family are most afraid of hearing such talk about finding their husband's family. Especially the concubine Yan Yi, now, every time she hears this, she will blush with shame and stamp her feet to run away.
But who knows, Yan Tian is not an ordinary woman, she may not even be a woman.
She smiled slightly at Yan Yu and said: "When the legitimate daughter of Ding'an Marquis gets married, the prince will be given three thousand taels of silver as a dowry, and the concubine will also have two thousand taels of silver. If I can't get married, I will ask my grandfather to make the decision. How about giving all the money to the second brother to find a wife? Is the second brother happy?!"
"Nonsense!" Yan Yu was so angry that his hands were shaking. Yan Tian was not afraid to talk about his marriage, but she actually used it to arrange for him? He had never seen or heard anything!
"I, I will be thinking about your dowry money?"
"Yes! Of course the second brother won't be thinking about my dowry money." Yan Tian said in a long voice, which looked even more irritating. "I just hope that I won't get married. Brothers and sisters respect each other!"
Yan Yu, died! He was nineteen years old. The cause of death was a quarrel with his sister, a big defeat, and death.
"Hahahahahaha..."
Qin Zhuen held his stomach and laughed, feeling like he would lose his pulse from laughing the next moment.
While laughing, he reached out and casually untied the white fox fur cloak and threw it to Yan Yu. Then he walked into the kitchen.
Useless stuff! Second Young Master Yan was jumping and cursing at Qin Zhuen's back in his mind. What is your name, Lord Qin? You might as well call Qin (Qin) Kuai Ren! Being accepted into obedience by a little girl! Are there any gentle beauties in Beijing? Why can't I see you so obedient?
The next second, the promising and tough Mr. Yan also took off his coquettish red fox cloak, tied up his cuffs and trouser legs, rounded his axe, and chopped firewood at the door of the kitchen...
"Hahahaha... Okay! Okay!" Yan Wenkuan appeared at the right time. Seeing Yan Yu and the others busy, he couldn't help stroking his beard and said with a smile: "Sure enough, we are brothers and sisters! Brothers and sisters of the Yan family
Always harmonious. You are worthy of being sons and daughters of the Yan family for being able to carry forward this inheritance. "
Yan Yu burst into tears! Third uncle! You did it on purpose! Why didn't you come out when we had the quarrel? You had to wait until I was forced to "respect each other as brothers and sisters" before you came out with a few comments. What did you do early?
"In this situation, I want to recite a poem." Yan Yu looked at Qin Zhuen who was busy beside him, with a look of despair on his face.
"Haha... Okay, what are you chanting? "Yuan Ri"? With the sound of firecrackers, one year is removed..." Qin Zhuen was full of energy and bent down to hold the firewood.
"No. I want to recite "Poetry in Seven Steps". Boil the beans to burn the beans, and the beans weep in the cauldron..."
Qin Zhuen: "..."
Yan Wenkuan: "..."
Yan Tian: "..."
Just when everyone in the Yan family was "happy and happy", they suddenly heard the courtyard door being slapped.
"Coming, coming! But Uncle Sun is back?" Xiaozhu asked as he ran to open the door.
Unexpectedly, the person who entered was not Uncle Sun, but the servant sent to Chi Yuan before.
Then a slender young man with delicate features followed. When the man saw Yan Wenkuan, the oldest and most imposing person in the crowd, he immediately lifted his robe and knelt down:
"My nephew Tian Shuangquan, meet your uncle!"
