The sadistic beauty has taken a fancy to me [Transmigration Book]

At the end of the first month of the 18th year of Jingyu, the North Guoguo ushered in the second heavy snow this winter, and the snow covered the capital tightly.

The Duke's Mansion announced to the outside world that the young man would contemplate three months behind closed doors, and at the same time the Holy Majesty issued an edict not to discuss the matter again. In an instant, this event that caused turmoil in the capital subsided like this, just like this timely heavy snowfall. , thickly cover up all the noise underground.

For the past half a month, Huaxue, Zhu Jiuci obediently stayed at the gate of Xiyuan. Although everyone knew that contemplating behind closed doors was just a public statement, they didn't really believe that he would obediently close their doors and contemplate his mistakes. Zhu Jiuci But he really calmed down, played the piano and wrote in Xiyuan, and occasionally helped the servants clean up the snow on the high places, and really didn't cause trouble everywhere.

However, the life in Fuchu was really boring. In the first few days, I could bear to read the story books and play Jiulianhuan by myself, but after more than ten days in a row, I really lost my temper at all. Even if some birds were admitted to the hospital, Zhu Jiuci could run a few laps excitedly.

At the beginning of February, Zhu Jiuci was really bored, so he took Liang Zhaoge to sort out the treasures brought by Jinling.Although the return journey from Jinling was in a hurry, there were still a lot of treasures, and there were more than a dozen boxes, large and small.

Blue water cloud clothes, indigo amphora, cool embroidered bracelets, emerald jade hairpins, mutton fat jade bracelets... These treasures from the south of the Yangtze River have the softness of misty rainy water villages, even in the dry northern capital city with little water. With a layer of water spirit.

Turning to the jewelry box, Zhu Jiuci remembered the earrings he had forgotten for a long time, and forced Liang Zhaoge to put them on in front of the dressing table. After dressing up, he took the beauty for a walk around the courtyard.

Liang Zhaoge was a little embarrassed, always blushing and wanted to take off the jade pendant.

"You have to wear it after buying it, isn't it sad to put ashes in the box? Besides—didn't you clamor to wear it in Jinling?" Zhu Jiuci stopped him, holding his hands so that he wouldn't want to take it off.

Liang Zhaoge swayed awkwardly. Recently, he read many old-fashioned regulations written by dull literati behind Zhu Jiuci's back.

"Can't I wear it again at the banquet?"

"No." Zhu Jiuci did not give him a chance to discuss it. Now that he is behind closed doors at home, the next banquet will have to wait until the Year of the Monkey.

Liang Zhaoge bowed his head and turned his back to the pool, really unwilling to look at his own face.

"It's fine if you don't wear it," Zhu Jiu said.

"Really?" Liang Zhaoge was very pleasantly surprised.

"Put this on." Zhu Jiuci took out the more flamboyant ruby ​​earrings and dangled them on his fingertips.

The ruby ​​is like blood, like a hook in the sky, not only gorgeous, but the word exaggeration is almost engraved on the surface.

Liang Zhaoge's face darkened, and he flicked his sleeves angrily and walked away.Zhu Jiuci put it away with a smile, and didn't bother to chase after it. After all, this person came back by himself in a while.

Turning around and going back to the house to carefully put away the treasure box, Zhu Jiuci fiddled with the calligraphy and painting for a while, and put away the scrolls by category. However, it only took half a day to read the big and small boxes.He collapsed on the couch bored, his leisure time was really difficult.Turning over and sleeping for a while with eyes closed, I suddenly remembered the chalcedony again, and quickly turned over to look for it.

Four pieces of translucent chalcedony were placed on the table, and they were immediately compared with the treasures beside them.Zhu Jiuci couldn't help but feel that this treasure is really the same as its owner, it is the most dazzling existence everywhere, but it wants to eclipse the splendor of a room.

According to the shopkeeper of Jinling, one piece of chalcedony can be worth the price of Jinling's famous Antique Long Street. According to this calculation, four pieces of chalcedony are more than enough to buy Jinling City.

Zhu Jiuci suddenly felt that the treasure in his hand was extremely precious, and hurriedly found a precious snow-white velvet square blanket to put it under, for fear that this priceless treasure would be knocked down by a corner.

The sunlight outside the window was just right, the light was reflected on the snow and folded into the house, and just fell on the chalcedony, the jade was translucent, and the bottom was clearly visible, and the lines on the surface of the chalcedony appeared. Zhu Jiuci picked up a piece and looked at the light.

I remembered that on the building and boat that day, three pieces of chalcedony could spell out a pattern, and I don't know what I can spell out with four pieces now.

He lit a small candle, although it was weird to light a candle in the daytime and there was no light, but it was able to clearly reflect the lines of chalcedony on the case.

Carefully place the chalcedony in four directions, the complicated lines interweave vertically and horizontally, and the connections hidden under the lines can be faintly seen.If you only look at one piece of chalcedony, you will be dazzled by its complicated lines if you are not careful. It's just that the water flows to the lower place, and the hundreds of lines are smooth and come together.

He put them together according to the direction extending in all directions, and the irregularly shaped chalcedony immediately formed a complete square jade.Complicated lines connect the sky and the earth, and the changing and intricate curves suddenly become regular, and they look like well-organized symbols. Zhu Jiuci looked familiar, so he took the pen and ink from the book case, and carefully drew the lines.

After he stopped writing, he picked up the paper and blew it. The black characters on the white background were very vivid, and the symbols completely fell on the paper. Where did I see it.

There was a sound in the courtyard. Zhu Jiuci looked through the carved wooden window. A group of unfamiliar servants entered the courtyard with their heads down. They all stood under the eaves and held their breath. The leader stood on the steps and shouted loudly. The rules seem to coincide with the dream, but today the sun is bright and there is no wind and rain.

Zhu Jiuci put down the rice paper and leaned against the window to look out, it was strange, now that the two of them were not punished to kneel and injured, nor did they have frightened servants, how could the Duke's Mansion want new servants to come in.

The wooden door rang, and Liang Zhaoge gracefully pushed the door open and came in, but the long jade pendant on his ear was not taken off.

"Zhaoge, look outside." Zhu Jiuci was still sitting on the window sill.

Liang Zhaoge came over to support him: "I saw it when I entered the courtyard. The Duke's Mansion recently recruited a new batch of servants, and sent seven or eight to Xiyuan."

"Short of manpower?" Zhu Jiuci leaned forward and looked outside.

"It seems that the young man is really too busy to panic, why is he starting to care about the old housekeeper?" Liang Zhaoge pushed the wooden window open, and the corner of the window was always pressing on Zhu Jiuci's sleeve.

Zhu Jiuci smiled at him, then stared out of the window again.

Although it is very different from the original book now, the world seems to be making great strides in the same direction according to the original track. It is impossible for him to completely change the world. He can't change the traces.

But now both he and Liang Zhaoge were not injured, and he was just sitting behind closed doors at the mansion thinking about their mistakes, which he was satisfied with.

Zhu Jiuci happily waved to the group of servants outside the window: "It's just in time, come and help!"

He arranged all the servants to go to the ancestral hall, not only sent those from Xiyuan, but also pushed all the newly recruited servants from other courtyards to the ancestral hall from the housekeeper.

—Copy scriptures.

"What did the young master punish them for?" Liang Zhaoge fetched tea, thinking that someone had behaved like a bully again.

"What is punishment?" Zhu Jiuci sipped and put it aside, "The new servants have to learn the rules of the Duke's mansion, but the complicated regulations in the mansion really make it difficult for them, why not go to the ancestral hall and copy a few pages of scriptures to calm down , isn’t it better than that old-fashioned house rule?”

Liang Zhaoge lowered his head and laughed: "What the young master said is true."

"Forget about them, Zhaoge, come and take a look at this." Zhu Jiuci smiled and lifted up the rice paper, "I put the four pieces of chalcedony you gave me together to spell out this painting, you can tell me about it What is the history of the painting?"

Liang Zhaoge was taken aback for a moment: "Young master is a ghost."

"So—is it the painting of an expert?" Zhu Jiuci poked his head out from behind the rice paper.

Liang Zhaoge smiled and took the rice paper aside, led Zhu Jiuci to the desk, dipped a brush in the ink, and wrote a few strokes next to the painting.

Zhu Jiuci took a closer look and found that it was the miniature version of the painting, but the brushwork was smooth and natural, and it looked more like a word than a painting.

"This is... a word?"

"En." Liang Zhaoge nodded.

Zhu Jiuci suddenly remembered something, his thoughts were cleared up, and he grabbed Liang Zhaoge excitedly, "Wait a minute!"

He dragged the high stool and ran to the bookshelf, stepped on it and rummaged on tiptoe, Liang Zhaoge hurried over to support him: "Young master, be careful."

Zhu Jiuci responded indiscriminately, still leaning forward and buried in the high bookshelf to search.

"I found it!" Zhu Jiuci turned around standing on the high stool, and handed the cloth scroll to Liang Zhaoge without waiting to jump off.

"Look at this Zhaoge, you can recognize it!" He bent down and said.

Liang Zhaoge was overwhelmed with grief, his voice trembling: "Young master... where did you find it?"

"The fairy mountain in Jinling." Zhu Jiuci recalled, "That was the time I was trapped in the cave..." He didn't go on, thinking of Liang Zhaoge's hand injury, he was still a little scared.

Liang Zhaoge led him down, and the two went to the tea table and sat down.Liang Zhaoge opened the cloth scroll very gently, read two pages and raised his head, "Do you know what this cloth scroll is?"

Zhu Jiu said: "I heard that Xianshan Mountain is a pilgrimage site for the Nanjiang tribe, so it must have been passed down by the tribe?"

Liang Zhaoge said, "Well, a family letter from the Nanjiang people."

Zhu Jiuci was shocked: "It's really the treasure of the Nanjiang tribe?"

Liang Zhaoge smiled and pushed him back to the chair: "Don't think wildly, it's not like gold and silver are soft, why use your brain?"

Zhu Jiuci made a grimace and sat back: "Since it is a pilgrimage site, it must be a treasure!"

Liang Zhaoge shook his head: "It's not a sacrificial object, it should be a family letter left by the clansmen who came to pilgrimage."

He read two pages and began to read: "At the end of summer in the 32nd year of Yi, the young master went to the mountains to play and returned late."

"In July 33, the young master knew more than a thousand characters..."

"August [-]th, broken bottle, punished with three books."

"On the ninth day of September, the Tibetan bamboo forest returns late."

Zhu Jiuci was fascinated: "This young master is naughty."

Liang Zhaoge held the cloth scroll and said with a smile, "Not as good as the young master."

Zhu Jiuci heard him read a few more sentences, and suddenly thought: "Why does Zhaoge know the characters of the Nanjiang people?"

Liang Zhaoge put down the cloth scroll.

"Xiao Jiu, I'm from southern Xinjiang."

The author has something to say: Xiao Jiu: It turned out to be a transnational love!