Dressed as an actor in the Qing Dynasty

The weather is hot, and the body becomes lazy.

Su Qingchi's wing room was not very ventilated, and the window was open and it felt noisy outside, so it was stuffy all night last night.

Su Qingchi couldn't take it early in the morning, so he put on his clothes and ran to the pergola in the courtyard to catch up on sleep for a while.

When I woke up, there was a dull sound of clubs and hammers in my ears, and it was very regular.

Su Qingchi opened his eyes slightly. Su Baoer was squatting by the well with his back facing him. A small bowl beside him was filled with liquid juice soaked in water from pounded tea bran. The mallet is washing clothes.

Hearing the noise behind him, Su Baoer turned his head and wiped the sweat off his face, "Brother, did you bother me?"

"I woke up early." Su Qingchi took out some broken silver from his waist, "I haven't shaved my head for a few days? You look like a rough man, what do you look like? Come back and bring some ghost legs (fried dough sticks) and some soy milk sour When the plum juice is back, if you still want something else, buy some."

"Hey." Su Baoer quickly wiped his hands on his trouser legs, and took the money.

I ran upstairs and got two big flower bowls, and then I went down again, and got out of the yard, and there was no one there.

In the alley outside the courtyard, people were already buzzing with people. Those who sharpened scissors, those who shaved their heads, those who collected messy hair, those who did pedicures, those who collected tatters, those who told fortunes at the end of the alley, and those who picked up spirit lotuses, all set up stalls. There are also monks in khaki robes who go from house to house for alms, which is really lively.

Su Bao'er shaved her head at the shaving picker, brushed off the broken hair on her body, and then went to buy food from the peddler picker carrying the basket.

"Be careful of you."

Su Bao'er, with her ghost legs and Da Xiaojian'er under her armpit, held two large bowls of soy milk and plum juice in both hands, and walked carefully bit by bit.

Just walking around the corner, she caught a glimpse of a familiar figure, Su Baoer grinned, and was about to go up to say hello, but when she saw that there was another person beside that person, she stopped, turned and entered Chunqin Garden.

Su Qingchi had finished grooming, a long black braid hanging casually behind his back, and the tail of the braid was wrapped in a piece of silver satin, tied meticulously.

Su Baoer wiped his face and hands and sat on the table, took a ghost leg and stuffed it into his mouth, gobbling it up.

Su Qingchi put a small bowl of soy milk in front of him, "choke carefully."

Su Baoer nodded indiscriminately, picked up the soy milk, raised his head and gulped it down, and finally he licked the corners of his mouth.

"Brother, guess who I saw down there?"

Su Qingchi picked up a piece of water-cut cake, chewed it slowly, and raised his eyelids slightly when he heard the words, "How many people do you know in this capital? It's just those rascals."

Su Baoer waved his hand, "No, I saw Young Master Shang."

Su Qingchi took a sip of soy milk, "He walks this street every day when he goes to the business store, why is it strange for you to see him?"

"There is a young lady beside him." Seeing that his brother still didn't respond, Su Bao'er moved closer and said, "The two are talking and laughing, I'm afraid they have an unusual relationship."

Su Qingchi wiped his hands, dusted off his robe and stood up, "You have this spare time to take care of other people's affairs, why not wash the clothes in the suitcase."

Su Baoer pursed her lips and did not speak, after a while she muttered, "Young Master Shang clearly asked you to appreciate the lotus today, but now he is playing around with other girls. I think he probably forgot about it."

"How do you know that he asked me to appreciate the lotus?" Su Qingchi changed into a frivolous trick.

"I was next door that day, and I saw him holding your hand." Su Baoer said angrily.

Su Qingchi didn't bother to argue with him, so he just said, "You can rest assured if someone says something casually?"

"That's not him and you..."

"Okay, if he doesn't come, he won't come. I'm still waiting for him? Clean up the dishes and I'll go out for a while."

"Brother, where are you going? When will you be back?"

Su Baoer chased him out, leaned on the railing and looked left and right.

It's just that Su Qingchi had already gone downstairs, so there was no sign of anyone there.

The main house faces south, with two side rooms in the east and west, equipped with two side rooms, kitchen on the left and toilet on the right. The houses on all sides are relatively independent and connected by verandas. The courtyard is deep and the building is compact. Just listening to the soft sound of the copper lock on the door, someone pushed the door open and entered.

A small field surrounded by tiles in the southwest corner looks like a small flower garden.

Su Qingchi took a jasmine plant in his left hand and a small shovel in his right. He dug a hole, carefully buried the flower stems, and pressed the soil. Within half an hour, jasmine, Jianlan, tuberose, Tuberose.

There is a little breeze, and the courtyard is full of fragrance.

Looking around, I built a row of criss-cross shelves with bamboo poles in the open space of the courtyard.

Plant some grapes in the future, and you can shake the fan here to enjoy the cool.

In a short time, a small vegetable garden was set up in the open space near the courtyard gate in the southeast corner, and vine trellises were erected around it. In the vegetable garden, some seasonal fruits and vegetables were randomly planted, and after a little fertilization, everything was tidied up.

Just wait a few days to add some chairs and stools, and then you can move in.

After drawing well water to wash off the mud on his hands and face, Su Qingchi locked the courtyard door.

Su Qingchi was so busy, it was getting late outside, and the wind blowing coolly in the street brought some chill.

It was still hot and dry during the day, but at this time there were gusts of cool wind, which was really weird.Looking up at the sky, sure enough, the sky was covered with overcast clouds at some point, and the round raindrops were crumbling. If they fell, it would inevitably rain cats and dogs.

Clothes hanging out to dry may suffer.

Before Su Qingchi had time to think about it, he heard a deafening thunderclap, and a gust of wind swept the sand and soil tightly. In an instant, the torrential rain poured down like a waterfall.

It was so menacing that it was impossible for pedestrians to avoid it.

Seeing that the rain would not stop for a while, Su Qingchi simply stopped dodging, opened the folding fan and put it on top of his head, and broke into the torrential rain.

In an instant, there was a burst of torrential rain, which made my heart feel cold for a while.

The rain came so fast and hard that Su Qingchi couldn't open his eyes, so he could only run wildly based on his feeling.

Fortunately, the house was not far from Chunqin Garden. Su Qingchi stepped on the rainwater from his feet, ran for a stick of incense, and finally arrived at Chunqin Garden.

There was a man standing at the door, pacing up and down with an oil umbrella in his hand.

Su Qingchi couldn't see who that person was, and couldn't care less.

At this time, I only feel my body hot and cold, I am afraid that I have caught a cold.

An oil umbrella suddenly blocked the rain for him, and someone wrapped him in a robe.

Su Qingchi had to react quickly in the future, the other party had already wiped his face with his sleeve, his movements were gentle and careful, and when he saw who was coming, Su Qingchi couldn't help being taken aback.

Shang Chengde frowned, "I don't know how to hide from such a heavy rain. It's not good to get sick from the drench. Hurry up and go upstairs to warm up."

The tone was three parts blaming and seven parts worried.

Before he could ask anything, the other party wrapped his arms around him, half supporting and half hugging him, and actually carried him upstairs.

In the house, Little Baoer had started the stove, and a pot of water on the stove was already boiling, filling the room with steam.

"Brother, you're back, why are you drenched like this?"

Little Bao'er lost her cattail fan, and didn't care to wipe her hands, so she quickly wrapped the handle of the pot with a damp cloth, poured a cup of hot tea and blew it a few times, and sent it to Su Qingchi's hand.

"Hurry up and have a sip of hot tea. It's raining so badly. Take care to catch the cold."

Su Qingchi took the tea, blew on it and drank a few sips, his body became warmer and his limbs became less stiff.

After receiving the towel handed over by Su Baoer, Su Qingchi wiped off the water on his body, "Have someone bring in a bucket of hot water."

He took off his wet coat and threw it aside. The slippery silk underwear was tightly attached to his waist, revealing a thin waist and narrow buttocks.

Such a romantic attitude forced Shang Chengde to look away.

"I'll go out and wait." Before Su Qingchi could answer, he had already hurried out the door.

Su Qingchi paused, forgot that there were other people in the room.

The rain outside came and went quickly, but there was no intention of stopping.

Outside the small window, the rain hazes everything. The old pagoda tree swaying here and there by the strong wind merges with the white walls and green tiles of the alley, and the flowering branches protruding from the wall are also rendered in general, leaving only a few smudges. the red.

After soaking in hot water to drive away the cold, Xiao Baoer has already boiled ginger soup and brought two bowls over.

The tip of his nose itched slightly, Su Qingchi sneezed twice, and simply lay on the head of the bed, wearing only a pure white obscene dress, and casually pulled the brocade quilt to cover it.

After drinking the ginger soup, his body felt warm, so Su Qingchi asked, "Is he still outside?"

Su Baoer looked out the window, "Here, you just left today, and he came here, sat down and waited for a long time."

Putting down the bowl, Su Baoer said again, "When the rain just started, he asked me where you went, but I brought an umbrella, how could I know where you went, he turned around in a hurry, and then took the umbrella I went out to search around, and when I came back, my clothes were all wet, brother, why do I feel..."

"What do you think?" Su Qingchi gave him a stern look, "Don't let anyone in."

"Oh." Su Baoer pouted.

The room was already quiet, but when the sound of rain outside the window covered it, it became even more quiet.

"Master Shang has been waiting for me all day?" Su Qingchi broke the silence.

Shang Chengde smiled, "Could it be that Qingchi forgot the agreement with me?"

Su Qingchi was speechless, and Shang Chengde tucked the quilt for him, with a gentle expression, "It's also my fault for coming late today, if it wasn't for this, you wouldn't have been caught in this rain."

Shang Chengde's words actually took everything away, but left Su Qingchi's responsibility for breaking the contract clean.

Su Qingchi couldn't help but feel a little sorry at this time. He glanced at the wet clothes on the other party's body, "You are also in the rain, why don't you take off the clothes on your body, and I will ask Xiao Baoer to find a set of clean clothes for you to change into."

Shang Chengde was overjoyed, "No need, it didn't rain much, and the clothes are almost dry."

Su Qingchi's tone was light, "Since Young Master Shang dislikes it, it's fine for Su not to mention it."

Shang Chengde was taken aback, "This..."

Although he didn't get along with him for long, he knew a thing or two about Su Qingchi's temperament.

He smiled and said, "That's troublesome."

Shang Chengde changed his clothes. He wore a green mandarin satin robe, a silver-bottomed silk jacket, and a pair of sapphire blue satin square-toed shoes.

This pair of outfits made her look even more handsome.

Su Baoer took their wet clothes and went downstairs to dry them, leaving only Shang Chengde and Su Qingchi in the room.

The rain outside had stopped, at this moment a few gongs could be faintly heard, one slow and one fast, three times in a row.

"It's so late, it's so gloomy that you can't see it, so it's already late." Su Qingchi looked out the window, then turned to Shang Chengde, "I'm afraid that if we don't go back, this road will be difficult. "

Shang Chengde hesitated for a moment, but said, "Later."

When he said that, Su Qingchi couldn't say anything, he just glanced at him, "I'm afraid the city gate has been closed."

Shang Chengde was suffocated. He never knew that the gate of the city was closed. The gate of the city was closed every night. It was closed when Su Qingchi came back. Now it seems that he can only stay in an inn.

The waning moon outside is like a hook, and some corners are hidden by the cloud, and now only a thin one remains.

The light in the room was dim, Su Qingchi got out of bed with his clothes on, took the scythe and flint, hit it lightly, then ignited it with tinder, and lit a candle.

The copper candlestick has a slender shape, and a circle of curly patterns is hollowed out on the candlestick.

Su Qingchi took the candlestick to the table near the bed, turned his back to Shang Chengde and said, "Tonight, let's stay."

Shang Chengde was taken aback for a moment, and when he came to his senses, he subconsciously glanced at Su Qingchi's bed.

Su Qingchi's bed is not very big.

A moon-hole-style canopy bed, with a circular moon-hole door left in front of the bed frame, with carved decorations all around, and transparent low rails on the top frame of the bed and the edge of the bed board.The moon white bed curtain, silver silk brocade quilt, hanging curtains, and rippling tassels, are neat and clean, even Su Qingchi has been lying on it just now, and there is no trace of mess at this time.

Thinking of falling asleep with Su Qingchi, Shang Chengde's mouth felt inexplicably dry, "This..."

Su Qingchi didn't know what he was thinking.

Just at this moment, Su Baoer came in with a basin of hot water, "Brother, wash your face."

Su Qingchi took the scythe and flint, turned to him and said, "Now that the gate of the city is closed, it's hard to find an inn like this. Master Shang will stay here overnight, and you will sleep in my room later."

Su Baoer always wanted to be close to his brother, so now she heard that she could sleep in his brother's room, so she was naturally happy.

Only then did Shang Chengde understand that Su Qingchi meant to let him sleep in Su Baoer's room.

Unable to explain clearly, a trace of loss welled up in my heart.