Bai Meng asked Song Yaojia and Jin Miaomiao to stay away. He took the feather duster that Yingying had found somewhere and reached down along the mouth of the gourd bottle, getting as close as possible to the black spherical shape.
"Oh, Commander-in-Chief, your skills are quite skillful!" Song Yaojia came over, put her arms around Bai Meng's shoulders, and looked inside, "You don't look like someone who can do this kind of work, you really can't tell a person's face! "
"Didn't I learn this from my grandfather? The old man always took care of the porcelain at home himself. He cleaned it himself and asked me to clean it together. The more times he did it, the more he became proficient. This thing is not difficult at all."
Bai Meng cautiously approached the black ball and gently rubbed the black ball with a feather duster. Nothing unusual happened. He took out the feather duster, carried Song Yaojia hanging on his body, walked to another gourd bottle, looked inside, and saw the black ball at the bottom.
"Well..." He looked at Song Yaojia, who was lying on his back, and then at Jin Miaomiao, who was standing aside. "Based on my shallow common sense, these two black balls should be It's turned on, but this level of touch cannot turn on the switch. How to do it specifically needs to be taught by an expert. By the way, Your Highness, did anyone in the house move this when they came to clean it? "
"Move? Probably not. My father has told them in advance that they can only clean it and try not to move it. Tables, chairs and benches are fine, but try not to touch these easily broken porcelain."
As Song Yaojia spoke, she jumped off Bai Meng's back and walked around the two gourd bottles and the screen several times. She wanted to reach out and touch them, but was stopped by Shadow in time.
"Your Highness, please don't touch!" Bai Meng patted Song Yaojia on the shoulder, grabbed his hand that was about to move, and pulled him away from the gourd bottle. "Be good and don't let everyone worry about you. If you touch randomly, I will ask the shadows to take you out and prevent you from seeing other places."
"I know, I just..." Song Yaojia raised her eyebrows and let Bai Meng pull her, "Forget it, let's not talk about it. I promise not to touch anything here. However, through these two gourd bottles , can we have a general direction?"
"Should we focus on these furnishings from the late previous dynasty?" Seeing Song Yaojia's expression of approval, Jin Miaomiao sighed, "It's not impossible, but there is also a problem. When the Yan family is repairing the courtyard, It should be more than just the exterior that needs to be repaired, right? The inside should also be re-decorated and arranged according to their preferences. I was thinking, when the Yan family was repairing, why did they keep the main seat, the screen and the two gourd bottles? This In the hall, if other furnishings have been changed, why only keep these? According to our usual practice, shouldn't we destroy all the previous things and start everything again?"
"We will definitely do this, but Mrs. Yan definitely won't." Song Yaojia spread her hands, "It's not easy for Mr. Yan!"
"What's the meaning?"
Bai Meng waved to Jin Miaomiao, telling her to look at him, and then gently tapped the green bricks under her feet with her tip.
"What do you want me to see?" Jin Miaomiao looked at Bai Meng and then at the green brick, "What's wrong with this brick?"
"There is nothing wrong with the brick, but this brick is old. It should be over a hundred years old."
"The previous dynasty..." Jin Miaomiao swallowed, "The one left behind by the previous dynasty?"
"Correct answer, so there shouldn't be too many places that can be changed in the entire yard."
"Why? Didn't you say it cost a lot of money?" Jin Miaomiao frowned slightly, "And it also took a long time? Just to repair it like this?"
"Hey!" Song Yaojia patted Jin Miaomiao on the shoulder, "You also have to be considerate of Mr. Yan. A large part of his money was used by Yan Yuan to fill holes. What can be used to repair the house is his... He raised his eyebrows at Jin Miaomiao, "You know."
"Understood." Jin Miaomiao looked helpless and followed Song Yaojia and Bai Meng out of the small door at the back of the main hall, passing through a winding path and a unique moon door, and arrived at the second courtyard. "Wow, this yard is beautifully maintained!"
"The style of this courtyard is also that of the previous dynasty." Song Yaojia looked around and walked to the largest willow tree in the courtyard. "Seeing this willow tree, I remembered that this house actually has an unreliable legend."
"Eh?" Jin Miaomiao has always been interested in these stories, "Tell me and listen."
"It's like this. Before the hot springs were discovered here, before it was surrounded by the previous royal family, and before the villa was built here, this was also a road leading to Xijing. It was not a bustling place, but it was not inaccessible either. There are still some residential houses and small inns nearby. But every once in a while, strange rumors will spread. It is said that in the middle of the night, the sound of a woman crying can always be heard nearby. It's whimpering and feels quite scary. However, there are also good people who follow the sound in the middle of the night to look for it."
"What did you find?"
"Some people said they couldn't find it, and some people said they vaguely saw the shadow of a crying girl under the willow tree." Song Yaojia shrugged, "Later, a spring was discovered here, and the previous royal family completely eliminated it. This place became owned by the royal family, but they had heard the rumors and even asked some old people to ask. The old people said that the crying was actually related to the willow tree, and the girl they saw was the incarnation of the willow tree. And the timing of the crying sounds is interesting, basically around the beginning of the month and the 15th day of the month. The old people said that this willow tree is very spiritual and asked them to take good care of it. Later, a village courtyard was built here, which was very popular. Miraculously, I never heard the crying again.”
"Why?"
"Then I don't know." Song Yaojia shook her head, "Maybe she is very satisfied with her new environment?"
"The whole story sounds reasonable, why is it said to be an unreliable legend?"
"Because it's so old." Song Yaojia sighed, "We can't be sure if it's true or if it's a story made up by some people to prevent others from getting close to the house."
"I understand." Jin Miaomiao nodded, "It is very likely that Prince Tong's people wanted to keep their secrets from being exposed and not let people get close to this place, so the rumors spread, and they became... Another flavor.”
"That's right!" Song Yaojia looked up at the towering willow tree and whispered, "Perhaps you are the most important thing in this house."
