Fang Zhai more than ten acres [system]

Chapter 161

Thinking of Wan'er's innocence that cried miserably when she was forcibly sent away, and then thinking of the crime that Pan Zijing suffered, the physical and psychological blows...

Have a heart.

Yu Rong couldn't help sighing lightly, inexplicably feeling a little uncomfortable.

Nie Xin's caring little padded jacket spoke at the right time: "Why worry about Rong'er."

Yu Rong squinted at him: "If it wasn't for the plates and bowls being brothers and sisters..."

Suddenly realized that Wan'er was a boy, and got stuck in the middle of the sentence.

Nie Xinzhi obviously knew his mood, and said in a calm tone, "It's hard work for those who have their own official skills."

Yu Rong remembered how the officials were angry just now—it should be like this—and his steps suddenly became heavy and slow.

I just had a face-to-face meeting with Pan Pan and the others. If it wasn't for the connection with Nie Xinzhi, I would be strangers at all. Seeing the two brothers making a fuss like this, I felt overwhelmed.

As the biological father of the two children, the official family attaches great importance to the children, and is doing his best to be a good father. Faced with such a reality, how embarrassing should he feel.

A certain doctor, who was thinking too much about nothing and worrying about nothing, unconsciously felt a little worried.

Anyway, as the son of heaven, even if it's because of his elder brother, the official family treats him really well.

Thoughts turn a thousand times.

Yu Rong, who was worried for a while, followed Nie Xinzhi into the room where the plate was resting, and saw——

He imagined the bright and sad official family, holding a plate, holding chopsticks in one hand, eating the egg cake he forgot in the kitchen, with a little crumbs on his face, he gnawed happily.

Zhan'er, whose teardrops were still wet, was even more hungry, with a very greedy attitude, just like a starved ghost reincarnated.

The youngest Nie Yun's mouth is too small, and his eating appearance is particularly delicate, but watching him eat, staring at the cup he is gnawing on, and glancing at the few cakes on the big plate from time to time, he has a tense and vigilant expression The squirming speed of the small mouth is getting faster and faster... It can be called a realistic model of "eating from the bowl and looking at the pot".

The only plate that didn't move his mouth, smiled slightly, watching everyone eating vigorously, as if he had the demeanor of a gentle gentleman.

Yu Rong: "..."

What are you doing, the wind and rain were about to come a moment ago, and now the sun is shining in the sky again.

and his cakes...

Earlier, thinking about the large number of people and the little cousins ​​who went back to Zhao’s house, I specially ordered the chef to cook a lot. Seeing this, I feel like I’m going to be eaten up?

The official turned his head to the plate and said, "Ermao, don't stare at it. You won't eat anything after looking at it. Don't forget what Zhou Fangfang said, try to eat as little pastry as possible."

The plate replied lukewarmly: "Don't worry about it."

The official showed a satisfied expression, and turned to talk to Zhan'er who was devouring: "Zhan'er, eat slowly, don't choke." With a loving face, he looked like a good father, and told Nie Yun, "Xiao Die, you are still young, this cake is so sweet, it's not good to eat too much."

After all, he casually picked up the biggest piece of cake and put it on his own plate, which was special as a matter of course.

Seeing this, Yu Rong's mood was somewhat delicate.

How do you feel, the official family is very like a wolf with a big tail who tricks children into eating and drinking.

As soon as the disrespectful idea came up, the official shouted, "Are you back?" He explained, "Hey, it's been a long time since I waited for dinner, and Zhan'er and Xiaodie were about to cry from hunger, so I took some cakes. Pad your stomach."

Nie Xinzhi was expressionless: "If you don't ask, you are a thief."

"Ahem." Yu Rong cleared his throat, and smiled just right, "Your Majesty is very polite, these cakes were originally made for everyone to eat."

The official ignored his nephew's words, and said first: "Didn't you say it a long time ago? Shao'er, so you can call me little daddy."

When the young doctor couldn't bear his expectant eyes, he vaguely called "little daddy", he showed a look of relief, and said with admiration, "I heard that this cake was made by Shao'er? Eat it with me. Ordinary pastries are extraordinary, it is really a whimsical idea.”

Yu Rong hurriedly explained: "It's the way of eating overseas. I just said it briefly, and it's all thanks to Chef Zhang."

The official said with emotion: "The barbarian people also have some ingenuity."

Yu Rong didn't answer the question, he didn't know anything about the world overseas, so he said less and made less mistakes.

Min Chao is not a so-called "troubled man" who did not come by sea, so keep his mouth shut so as not to be caught one day and cause trouble for his brother for nothing.

The sage just mentioned it casually, then changed the topic and asked, "Spoon, but is it time to ask someone to present the meal?"

Nie Xinzhi did not express any objection this time, but made a slight gesture, and the steward who was waiting on the side silently took orders.

It was getting dark, and with the long summer days, it was indeed getting late, and it was time for dinner.

Yu Rong was a little embarrassed.

The official just ate so many pastries...

Suddenly he understood, could it be that he was usually restrained too hard in the palace?So as soon as you leave the palace, let yourself go for a while?

Having said that, such a thing happened only an hour ago, and the officials returned to "normal" so quickly. Is it because they have a big heart, or a strong ability to adjust, or...

Yu Rong couldn't help being tangled.

Cough, if you have something to worry about, it's not illegal to think about it in your heart anyway.

Turning around and finishing the meal, Yu Rong told his elder brother about the doubts in his heart.

Nie Xinzhi said: "Flies, ants, snails, and worms are too numerous to enumerate. The officials have their hearts hidden in the world, so how can they compete with each other?"

Uh……

Yu Rong was silent for a moment, and after thinking about it, he felt that these words were indeed reasonable. After all, the Son of Heaven is an extraordinary person, even if he really "competes", there is no need to show it to others.

Thinking about it this way, officials can really say that "emotions and anger are invisible", as for laughing... Isn't it the legendary "smiling face paralysis"!

The heart of an emperor is really unfathomable.

Yu Rong thought wildly, and said with a smile on his mouth: "I just realized that my brother admires the official family deeply." Usually, he would either ignore the answer, or use lukewarm words to "resent", "It turns out that love is in my heart." Is it hard to open?"

Nie Xinzhi didn't say anything, just quietly watching the person who made fun of him.

On the contrary, it was Yu Rong who was stunned by his joking words, coughed lightly, and changed the subject: "The officials often stay overnight in the palace?"

The official family who said they were going to celebrate their nephew's birthday didn't want to leave after dinner. They took their three children and took over a Qingshu Pavilion consciously.

Nie Xinzhi replied succinctly: "There are many rules in the ban."

Yu Rong understood: "So just find an excuse to come to the house to... relax?"

I think it is a time when the pressure of being an emperor is too much.

The Prince's Mansion is heavily guarded to ensure safety, there are no idlers, etc., and there are no rules and regulations.

It's just that the scenery is too monotonous, and now it has been transformed into a garden, especially facing the lake covering an area of ​​hundreds of acres, it is simply refreshing, and it is indeed a good place to adjust the body and mind.

From this point of view, the official trust in Nie Xinzhi is not adulterated.

Thinking of it, even the "unknown object" cake, the other party ate it without psychological barriers, which can be seen.

"Rong'er."

The man's low call brought back someone who was distracted.

"Ok?"

Nie Xinzhi said without beginning or end: "Birthday."

Yu Rong acquired the skill of "Talk of Mind" in an instant: Is this guy asking him for a gift in a grand manner?

I also don't cooperate and want to play the "surprise" game.

Although because of the messy things, his brain went numb for a while, and he couldn't think of and didn't have time to prepare a satisfactory birthday present.

"Brother's meaning..." Yu Rong pretended to be puzzled.

Nie Xinzhi spat out a word: "Cake."

Yu Rong black line.

Can't this guy talk properly!

"Brother has never been very interested in pastries, has he?"

"Rong'er's work." After Nie Xin's words, he added, "I haven't tasted it yet."

Yu Rong didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "It was originally made for children to eat."

A few pieces of cake are all over the top, as for it!My mind is too small.

Nie Xinzhi didn't say anything.

Yu Rong glanced at him, and suddenly changed his tone: "Okay. I'll make it for you tomorrow, but my skills are far inferior to the imperial chef, brother, don't dislike it."

He doesn't often use wheat flour to make food, especially cakes, which he knows how to do and has never done it himself. Without an electric oven—even a rice cooker—he can't fully guarantee the quality of homemade cakes.

Nie Xinzhi said, "No problem."

What he cares about is not whether it tastes good or not.

Yu Rong knew it well, and couldn't help laughing.

The promise was fulfilled the next day.

Not only did Yu Rong make a small cake, but he also learned Cangping's special Longevity Noodles from Chef Zhang, cooked a bowl of it decently, and fed it to Mr. Shouxing.

No one deliberately mentioned yesterday's turmoil, as if it never happened.

So a birthday banquet, although not on a grand scale, the atmosphere was full of joy and harmony, and it could be said that the guests and hosts had a good time.

The banquet was in the morning, and after the meal, the official returned to the palace with two radish heads and a look of reluctance.

The plate was left in the mansion. According to the officials, the Prince Si's mansion is clean and suitable for recuperation.

Furthermore, Yu Rong, the "handy Baoyilang", is there, so he doesn't worry about the situation of relapse.

Nie Xinzhi was noncommittal, except for the occasional guest role as a teacher, to test the homework of the plate, usually busy with official duties, there is almost no one to find at the house during the day.

Yu Rong is very happy, there is another person in the family who can talk.

——After all, there is a clear distinction between superiority and inferiority. Even if they don't feel that there is any status to hold on to, the people in the family regard them as the main ones, and they have many scruples about chatting about nothing.

Back in the capital, Nie Xinzhi's wife is busy, and sometimes he doesn't come home at night, so someone will inevitably be lonely in the boudoir... A slip of the tongue, just occasionally feel bored.

The moxa sticks moxibusted the boy's back through the ginger slices.

For example, Dingchuan with extra points outside the meridians, as the name suggests, is mainly used to treat respiratory diseases including asthma and bronchitis, and also relieves or corrects stiff neck, shoulder and back pain.

Another example is the gate of life, the root of the dish is congenital insufficiency.The gate of life is the storage of the innate qi, which is called "the house of yin and yang, the sea of ​​essence, the sinus of life and death", and it is the source of biochemistry.Therefore, for many liver and kidney diseases, acupuncture and moxibustion choose this point.

"All right."

Yu Rong withdrew her hand, unconsciously relaxing a little.

Chassis had an asthma attack not long ago. In addition to medication and acupuncture, the disease can be effectively controlled as soon as possible.

The officials left the plate at the mansion, so it may not be for the convenience of Yu Rong's personal treatment.

After all, the "doctor in charge" of the plate, at that age, will inevitably lack energy sometimes.

Zhou Fangfang obviously had the same idea with the officials, and sent people to the mansion for the medical cases related to Panzi's asthma.

On the one hand, Yu Rong was a little apprehensive and fearful, feeling that he had robbed Lord Defense of his patients;

On the other hand, there is a feeling of being recognized. In his heart, Master Defense is a revered existence like an idol and teacher.

The other party's approval can't help but make people feel a little happy.

The plate is full of gratitude and apologies for troublesome people as always.

Yu Rong shook his head, said in a warm voice that it's okay, and couldn't help sighing in his heart:

Unlike many Nie Jiaerlangs, Panzi is really sensible and caring.

Nie Xinzhi said that he is soft and innocent, but he thinks it is just that he is naturally open-minded and treats people and things with a tolerant attitude... Although, this kind of disposition may not be suitable for the royal family.

Yu Rong was secretly praising the nature of the plate, when the "open-minded and tolerant" young boy in his heart suddenly sighed faintly.

"..."

Looking at the worried plate, Yu Rong hesitated for a while, but finally couldn't help asking with concern: "Okay, why are you sighing?" He added, "Sorrow hurts the lungs, and thinking hurts the spleen."

Plate opened his mouth, but he hesitated to speak, and glanced at the waiter in the room.

Yu Rong followed his line of sight and gradually realized something in his heart.

The matter of falling into the water has finally been taken seriously by the government. They have changed their attitude of overindulging the children. Although they did not restrict the movement of the plates, they sent some people to say that they were waiters. Bar.

Yu Rong can still understand the psychology of the officials, and agrees with their approach very much. After all, the status of the plate is somewhat different from that of other princes and princesses, so he can't be too cautious.

Panzi withdrew his gaze, deliberately lowered his voice, and said vaguely, "I'm not used to it."

"Habits are formed." Yu Rong smiled, "Besides, there are more people in the palace, right?"

It was rare for the plate to show a little childishness: "It's because of the palace..." he said vaguely, "I like to come to the eldest brother's house."

Yu Rong is silent, it is hard to say too much about it.

The plate obviously understood his father's arrangement, and apart from sighing in a low voice, he didn't have any complaints.

Yu Rong inexplicably felt a little embarrassed.

Frowning slightly, with a slight worry on his face, he really has the attitude of a young man with troubles on his plate.

but……

Yu Rong probably guessed that the plate wasn't really bothered by these attendants and waiters, the real reason was Wan'er, right?

But there is no way to solve it, and I can't just sit idly by.

After thinking about it, he deliberately joked, and said in a coaxing tone: "Don't think too much, kid, be careful that you grow old quickly, and you will become like your elder brother."

Pan Zi smiled, and said seriously, "I'm not a child either, and I can get married soon."

Yu Rong: "..."

Forgot that ancient children matured precociously, and the royal ones were mature even when they were young.

Thinking about it this way, he said in his mouth: "Under the age of fourteen, and a few years before getting married, you are not considered an adult."

Panzi replied: "It's only been a year or two. Daddy said, let me meet a good man first."

Yu Rong was speechless.

Just a little grown up.Panzi sighed and said, "If we don't get married earlier, we won't be able to find a good person when we grow up, and we will be like our elder brother, no one wants us, what a pity."

"Puchi-"

Yu Rong couldn't hold back a smile.

Panzi immediately reacted, blushing, and said in shame, "Brother Shao'er, don't be upset, I shouldn't be making fun of big brother."

Yu Rong waved his hands with a smile, saying, "You're right, no one wants your elder brother when he's old, and I see him being pitiful, that's why..."

He let out a serious sigh.

——For several days in a row, face to face every day, the big and the small get along very well.Therefore, when speaking, especially joking words, there are not many taboos.

Plate blinked.

Yu Rong smiled and sighed: "That's why I asked you to think about it, to prevent you from getting old quickly, and it is difficult to get married like your elder brother."

The corners of Pan Pan's eyes twitched.

Yu Rong noticed it, and immediately put away his joking heart, and hurriedly said: "But why is it uncomfortable, your eyes..."

Pan Die's expression was slightly stiff, and it seemed that it was a bit difficult to speak, and he skipped each word: "No, no, Brother Shao'er, don't worry."

Yu Rong frowned slightly: "Really? How about I give you a pulse diagnosis."

Panzi suddenly stood up and called respectfully: "Brother..."

Yu Rong was slightly stunned, and turned his head subconsciously, only to see the man's back disappearing at the door.

Eh?

When did brother come?

Why did you leave without saying a word?

"Brother Shao'er."

Confused, Yu Rong looked back at the sound, and saw that Panzi had a serious face, and said hurriedly: "Hurry up and chase after big brother."

eh?

"Brother is probably not happy."

Yu Rong was startled, and suddenly recalled the nonsense he said just now, and was instantly full of embarrassment.

Just kidding though...

Thinking about my brother's mind, maybe it is really as the plate said, and I am not happy.

Yu Rong always had a good attitude in admitting his mistakes, so he said goodbye to Pan Pan, and hurriedly chased out the door, but Nie Xinzhi's feet were too fast, when he left the flower hall, he saw the other party disappearing at the gate of the courtyard, and then ran to the courtyard Outside the door, there was no one to be found.

I asked the gardening boy, and he only said that he didn't see it. After asking many people along the way, they all shook their heads blankly.

Yu Rong's heart went up and down, inexplicably feeling that his brother, who had never been really angry with him, was angry this time.

While looking for people all over the palace, he reviewed the jokes between Cai Cai and Pan Zi just now.

Suddenly, he reflected on himself, saying that it was too much to say that his brother was not wanted, not married, etc. It was obvious that the other party had left a shadow because of those troubles in his childhood, no matter whether he admitted it or not.

It's really getting back to life.

Yu Rong stopped abruptly and patted himself on the mouth.

The mouth didn't close the door, it should be hit!

"Young master." The steward's voice sounded suddenly.

Yu Rong was overjoyed, turned around and asked, "Does Uncle Li know where your elder brother is?"

Fortunately, Li Yan did not live up to his expectations, and told: "Master is in Liren Zhai."

Yu Rong narrowed his eyes slightly, and thought about it carefully.

The palace is too big, and the names of the various gardens and courtyards are all weird and weird, which is really hard to remember.

"But where the musical instruments are kept?"

Li Yan nodded: "Exactly."

No wonder no one was found.

Li Ren Zhai is similar to a music room, and he and Nie Xinzhi have never been there, so there is no sense of existence at all.

Yu Rong heaved a sigh of relief, thanked the steward, and turned around to leave.

"Young master!" The steward hurriedly called to stop him, fearing to delay the other party's business, he said a complete sentence without panting, "This is a post and picture sent by Bai Helang, the son of Wei Guofu, and it was pointed out to you. Alright, can you accept it, my lord?"

Yu Rong was taken aback: "Bai He Lang, who is it?"

The steward said: "That is the grandson of the Duke."

From the memory of the past few days, I pulled out a son like Fu Fen He Lang.

Yu Rong suddenly realized, and said: "Give me the things, and we will talk about the specifics later."

Since it wasn't dangerous after checking, he accepted it, but he didn't have the mood to look at it for the time being, and waited until Nie Xinzhi was appeased.

Holding the post and picture scroll, Yu Rong rushed to Liren Zhai without stopping.

Passing through a moon gate, I heard the bell clanging from the main room of Li Ren Zhai, my footsteps paused, and then I hurried forward again.

Pushing open the door and entering, Zhong Le stopped abruptly.

Looking around, glancing at the zither, konghou and other musical instruments, Yu Rong's eyes fell on the man standing in front of the chime.

The quiet and majestic man, with a serious face and a strong aura, holds a T-shaped gavel in his hand... The style of the painting is a little uncoordinated.

Yu Rong put the post and painting on the table, clapped his hands, and praised hypocritically: "My brother is so powerful, the clock strikes really well."

Nie Xinzhi lowered her eyebrows, her eyes didn't look at anyone, she stood there without moving, and she didn't say a word.

Yu Rong didn't expect to be left out at all, and approached lightly with a smile on her face, her words filled with surprise: "Is this a chime bell? This is the first time I've seen a real thing."

Nie Xinzhi still didn't look, didn't move, and didn't make a sound, like a wooden man.

Yu Rong was silent for a moment, then decided to "cut the mess with a sharp knife", and apologized decisively: "I just joked with the plate, got carried away for a while, and didn't pay attention to proportion, please forgive me, brother."

Nie Xinzhi finally responded and nodded slightly.

Yu Rong closed her mouth, thought for a while, and called softly: "Brother~"

Nie Xinzhi tilted his head when he heard the words, and was finally willing to look at the other party.

Yu Rong said: "Don't get angry, okay, Rong knows it's wrong."

Nie Xinzhi said calmly, "What's wrong with Rong'er."

Yu Rong replied obediently: "It's really wrong to make fun of elder brother."

Nie Xinzhi only said: "Words are the voice of the heart."

Yu Rong was silent for a while, then stopped putting on an air, and sighed: "It's Rong who is frivolous."

Nie Xinzhi looked calm: "I am indeed old, what Ronger said is true."

Yu Rong subconsciously wanted to answer——

and many more!

It seems that the focus of the two people's attention is completely different.

He felt that he shouldn't make fun of his brother's unmarried life, but the only thing his brother cared about was...

old?

Full of apologies, it turned into laughter in an instant.

Yu Rong opened his eyes slightly, and hurriedly said: "Brother, how old is he, he is only twenty-nine years old."

Nie Xin's reply: "After thirty, the sun is pressing against the western mountains. Rong'er is not yet weak, and the time is just right."

The theory of thirty is a folk saying.

Yu Rong was speechless for a moment, looked up and down his elder brother, he seemed to be a healthy young man, why did he get into a dead end?

Sighing secretly, he said with a smile: "I once heard that a man at forty pays back a flower."

Nie Xinzhi didn't speak any more.

Yu Rong knew in his heart that the other party's interest was still not high, and he didn't know how to coax him.

Because, how should I put it, the average life expectancy of people in this era is really not long.

clang--

The unique and pleasant sound of the chime brought the young doctor back to his senses after thinking hard.

Nie Xinzhi tapped the bell with a gavel.

Yu Rong watched silently, feeling a little joy in this scene, and then thought of this man's depression, and his heart softened unconsciously: "So brother really doesn't want to talk to Ronger?"

After hearing this, Nie Xinzhi threw away the gavel, and reached out to caress his eyebrows: "I'm the one who cares about every detail, don't be alarmed, Rong'er."

Seeing that the man had returned to normal, Yu Rong was inexplicably powerless, and couldn't help but take up the conversation, saying——