On the second day of the first month of the lunar month, a newly married girl returns to her parents. There is no difference between the north and the south.
In Lixia City, Xiangzhou, there are many famous Yang Quanguan in the hundred-mile radius. After three rooster crows, everyone in the house, from the concubine of the main house to the concubine, maid, and old woman, shouted, and it seemed that they had organized everything to the extreme a year ago. The Yang Mansion, which was about to be renovated, was inspected inside and out again.
On the surface, it was to welcome his newly married daughter back to her parents' home, but in the final analysis, it was just to show her face in front of her son-in-law.
This son-in-law is Han Kunpeng, the eldest son of Han Dingtian, the top disciple of the outer sect under Zhang Jiuding, the current head of Wudang.
After all, he is a member of the Wudang Mountains, a well-known and upright sect in the Great Zhou Dynasty, so he must be given face.
Not only to give your son-in-law face, but also to earn face for yourself.
You know, in such a big world, as low-level as they are in business, being able to climb to the high branches of Wudang is really worth showing off.
Last year, when his daughter got married, this wealthy man who valued his face very much put a lot of red decorations on his daughter when she came out of the palace. It stretched from his mansion to the outside of the city. The red silk and colored paper along the way, the gongs and drums that never stopped that day, but The entire Lixia City became festive.
It was noon, three o'clock in the morning, and the main road outside the city had been cleaned up by some people dressed as servants. There were servants of the Paiyang family standing on the roadside, and there were also some officials who were looking for good things. The scene was really big.
Some good people had inquired about it, and the people in the circle heard that it was Han Kunpeng. The surprise and envy on his face made the proud Yang Manguan's face full of surprise and envy under the nearly two-foot-high city gate of Lixia City. The same color as the vermilion city gate.
"When is this already? Why hasn't it arrived yet?" Yang Mangguan, who was deliberately wearing a brocade coat and robe, his originally radiant face became a little impatient after waiting for more than half an hour. The weather in the first month made his forehead bleed. There was a trace of sweating.
The housekeeper Yang Fu bowed his waist and said carefully: "The letter sent yesterday said that it will arrive at chenzheng time this morning. This..." Although it is unlucky to say such a thing during the Chinese New Year, Yang Fu still changed his words very tactfully and continued. , "Did something delay you on the way?"
Yang Changuan took out a silk handkerchief produced in Jiangnan and wiped his forehead. Just as he was about to speak, he saw a fast horse roaring towards him wherever he looked, and it was approaching before he could have a cup of tea.
Immediately, the man stood up and dismounted with a "hush", bowed down and said, "Master, my lady's carriage has arrived twenty miles away. I think it will only take a stick of incense to reach her."
Yang Tangguan felt a little relieved, and his bloated body was pacing back and forth under the city gate to relieve the anxiety in his heart.
It was now, and the heavy snow that had fallen a year ago was even more dazzling under the noon sun. The long-awaited carriage finally arrived at the city gate. Yang Quanguan finally calmed down his irritable mood and tried his best to keep his small eyes open. Put on the air that Taishan should have.
Although his family's status is not as good as that of his son-in-law's family, he still needs to have the airs of seniority.
The curtain of the carriage in the middle was opened, and a man in white came out first. He had a handsome face and a handsome demeanor. In his hand, two official hats that should have come from the century-old walnut tree on the top of Yandi Feng Mountain were spinning in circles at a steady speed. This kind of cool and unrestrained style really has a certain charm. The smell of a peerless young man attracted the glances of the ladies passing by the city gate.
The man in white was Han Kunpeng. He raised his hand naturally when he got out of the carriage, and saw a woman coming out of the carriage. She was wearing a red coat and a velvet sweater. She put her hand on Han Kunpeng's wrist and got out of the carriage with a charming smile.
"Kunpeng has met his father-in-law."
Before anyone arrived, Han Kunpeng had already paid his respects from a distance. Behind him, Yang Mangguan's daughter Sancun Golden Lotus walked a few steps and paid her a blessing.
Yang Quanguan bowed down with great grace. When the daughter and son-in-law received the gift, they stepped forward and held each other by the hand, and said with a smile: "It is really hard to travel and travel all the way. Come home with your father quickly and have a good rest."
"My son-in-law comes to visit his father-in-law. No matter how far away he is, he won't feel tired." Han Kunpeng's tone was tactful, which gave Yang Manguan enough face.
The father-in-law here was deeply in love, but he didn't notice that a young man came out of the carriage behind him. He was wearing a navy blue linen shirt. What caught people's attention was the belt around his waist that looked like a ruffle, tied crookedly around his waist, and he had a handful of price tags pinned to his waist. The expensive ivory and white fan is really nondescript.
"Old man, do you have a place for women in Lixia City?" The careless young man asked, holding on to the expensive crotch that did not match his outfit, and looking at what he was looking at without any etiquette. It was Yang Changguan.
Yang Tangguan was very displeased. At this juncture, some blind person said such a thing and ruined the atmosphere for no reason. But when he turned around and looked at the sound, he understood it. He pretended not to hear it and just laughed.
Because this blind thing is Han Kunpeng's younger brother, the most beloved disciple of Wudang leader Zhang Jiuding, and the second son of the Han family, Han Youyu, who was praised as "the blessing of the outer sect" when he was born.
My daughter got married last year. This boy joined in the fun and followed the procession to welcome her. He didn't know where he went halfway, and the entire procession stopped welcoming him. They searched for him for more than an hour before he found him in a nearby Goulan courtyard. Not only did they delay the wedding reception, Han Youyu ended up blaming them for disturbing his good things.
At this point, Han Dingtian just said a few words like "pay attention to me in the future", and then turned the page.
Yang Tangguan really didn't want to mess with this kind of person.
"If you have fish, don't be rude." Han Kunpeng's words were meant to be a scolding, but to the people around him, they looked more like a protector.
Looking like he was drunk and morbid, Han Youyu wandered past Han Kunpeng and paid no attention to his brother. There was an interesting smile at the corner of his mouth, his sleepy eyes met Yang Panguan's uncomfortable gaze, and he said, "I'm asking you, let's talk!"
A wink has many meanings.
Yang Tangguan seemed unable to get down this level.
"Father-in-law, my brother-in-law is so virtuous, don't worry about it." As Han Kunpeng spoke, he stepped forward to grab Han Youyu, and pulled him back slightly, which made Yang Sanguan come out of his breathless aura. Get out.
"Steward Yang, please take your time and take your brother-in-law to visit Lixia City, and we will calculate all the expenses for food and entertainment." After saying this, Han Kunpeng raised his hand to Yang Fuyi as a thank you.
Yang Fu bowed and said yes, turned sideways, raised his hand and said, "Young Master Yu, please."
Han Youyu rolled his eyes, staggered past Yang Sanguan, and entered the city first.
"Father-in-law, don't be surprised. Kunpeng apologizes to you for my unfulfilled brother." After saying that, he bowed before bowing, and he was polite and thoughtful without any delay.
How could Yang Panguan let him bow like this? He quickly stretched out his hand to support him and said, "Xianxiang, what are you talking about? How can a family talk about two different things? You should be punished with three cups of wine."
Han Kunpeng had done enough to show off his skills, and Yang Quanguan had also come down the stairs. Everyone was happy, and the love between father-in-law and father-in-law was deep.
"Don't talk about three cups. Today Kunpeng will stay with his father-in-law until he gets drunk."
"Okay, okay, go home quickly."
Two flowers bloom, one on each side.
The Yang family's carriage and horses returned home and chatted about domestic affairs, and the mother and daughter naturally cried a lot when they met.
Let’s not mention this matter for now, just talk about Han Youyu.
"What's your butler's name? I met him once last year and can't remember it." Han Youyu clasped his hands behind his back and glanced sideways at the respectful butler next to him.
"Go back to the second master, little Yang Fu."
"Yang Fu, do you think the Red Building you mentioned is the biggest gold-selling shack in the city?" Han Youyu had a bad habit of calling people by their first names since he was a child. Don't expect him to even meet his father, Han Dingtian. Be polite.
"Hui Erye, it is definitely the biggest and best in our city. The women inside are fat and thin, as beautiful as water lotions. They are all very good." Yang Fu bowed and answered, still unable to block the look in his eyes. A kind of playfulness that only men can understand.
"That's good." Han Youyu said with a smile, "It's best to find two or three beautiful beauties first to relieve last night's anger. This is the best thing."
Over the past 20 years, Han Youyu has had few advantages and many shortcomings. The most despised thing is that he is lustful. It is said that the first requirement for a maid to be selected into the Han family is to catch his eye.
He was able to act so recklessly because of the words of Zhang Jiuding, the head of Wudang who had just emerged from the Full Moon, "This boy has wonderful bones and is a good material for martial arts training. It is a great blessing for me, the outer sect of Wudang." From then on, he was regarded by the whole family as if he were the apple of his eye. Although He could not even put his hands on his clothes and open his mouth, but from his home to his teacher, everyone treated him with special attention and pampering, and over time he developed this arrogant and domineering temperament.
According to his own words, he had forgotten that it was when he was more than ten years old that he accidentally caught his maid sneaking around in the woodshed with a handyman, which could be regarded as finding something new for this lawless young man like him.
From then on, the playboy was obsessed with this matter and couldn't control himself. Although it was not said that there were new people every night, according to rumors, the second son of the Han family often kept busy in the bedroom until late at night. No one knew how old he was. addiction.
At first, Han Dingtian also felt that he was out of line, but for some reason he never took any action and just let him run wild. Outsiders seemed to think that Han Dingtian took the Wudang leader's words too seriously. The reason is probably only Han Dingtian himself knows. .
Outside the Red Mansion, there were no guests who came to play at this time. Aunt Bai, the bustard of the Red Mansion who still retains her charm, was sitting on the tea table at the door, chatting nonsense with the big teapot beside her. Inadvertently, I saw two people wandering over there, standing at the door and watching for a while.
"Ouch, what gust of wind brought you here, Mr. Yang?" Aunt Bai, who is half-married, stepped forward to say hello with a charming smile on her face, "Which daughter are you looking for? Please ask someone to bring you a message. I will ask someone directly. I can just send it to your house, so why bother to come here in person?"
"Go, go, go, let's go." The servile servants on Yang Fu's side really relaxed a little at this time, "I'll accompany my second young master to see what new things you have. Hurry up and pick out a few new things. Let my second young master watch what comes."
Aunt Bai, who was as charming as the little girl, let go of Yang Fu, folded her hands across her chest, and used the opportunity to hold up the two buckle bowls that were about to come out. With a charming look in her eyes, she turned to Han Youyu next to her.
Where is this kind of gold-selling cave? The three sects and nine streams of dragons and snakes are mixed together, and the three hundred and sixty lines have everything you need, from the big teapot that brings water to guests or the brokers who greet you at the door, to the most popular top names or the newly minted shepherds, all of them are practicing. Just a pair of piercing eyes, not to mention this old woman who has long retreated behind the scenes and no longer easily meets customers.
"This young man has very tight eyes. I wonder whose young master he is." With a charming smile that reached her bones, the charming woman moved towards Han Youyu with a pair of peach blossom eyes and a smile.
Looking at people and their faces, the old lady known as Aunt Bai has been working in this industry for many years and has long ago developed a pair of sharp eyesight. Just looking at this young man's sick face and a pair of eyes that never seem to wake up, I knew it was caused by excessive drinking and sex.
Han Youyu, who has been obsessed with this kind of charming woman since childhood, is also a master of it. Feeling Aunt Bai's seductive eyes, a trace of blush appeared on his slightly bloodless face, and he said: "Don't worry about where I am, young master." Young master of the family, just take good care of me, no matter what you do, it will be easy for you."
Obviously knowing that this was a regular customer, the woman's smile deepened and she called the girls at the door to come out.
Unexpectedly, before Aunt Bai could finish her words, Han Youyu bent down and picked up the woman, smiling and saying: "What's your name, daughter? Isn't it just right for you?" He let the plump body struggle in his arms. , Han Youyu ignored him and went straight into the building.
Everyone around the Red Building looked at the excitement, but no one came forward when they heard the cry for help. Although these people didn't know the young master, they all knew Yang Fu.
The Yang family's housekeepers all bowed to this young master, who would dare to be the leader?
