Xue Panzhi's gossip red mansion

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Title: Xue Panzhi's Gossip about the Red Chamber

Author: Shanhai Shiba

From a man of science and technology to a minister of foreign affairs, the third generation became the overlord of Xiaodu.Xue Pan decided to be a playboy quietly.

Who would have thought that he was on the wrong team in Seizing the Inheritance, and that his good friend is not the new emperor of the original book?Then give it a go.

In fact, it is slowly changing history. It is related to the Red House but not many, and it is all for the mainline service.

cp: Mutual attack, elegant Xue Pan X facial paralysis X is

Front lightning protection must read:

1 There will be Xue Pan, a high-intelligence child, who is Goldfinger!Don't be surprised if you think of Xiao Xuanzi who ascended the throne at the age of eight.

2 The direction of the Red Mansion is changed due to the butterfly space effect!

3 The customs in the article are as close as possible to the time, and the in-depth textual research cannot afford to hurt.

Content tags: A Dream of Red Mansions, the Proud Son of the Sky, Soul Transformation, Steady Success

Search keywords: Protagonist: Xue Pan┃Supporting role: Xie Shi┃Others: Everyone in the Red Chamber

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Editor's review:

Xue Pan woke up again and found that he had traveled through time again.From a modern man of science and technology to a minister of foreign affairs in the late Qing Dynasty, to the little overlord of Xue's family in Jinling.The secrets of the Xue family have not yet been clarified, and there is filth among the four major families, and finally they are involved in the battle for succession. What is even more tragic is that they find out that they are on the wrong team, and their friends are not the new emperor of the original book!If you don't want to sit still, you can only give it a go.Why is it so difficult to be a dandy quietly!

The author's writing is fluent and his ideas are novel. Xue Pan, who has experienced two generations, has seen through the officialdom, but he has not forgotten his original intention.This article is not limited to the dispute in the back house. The elegant and intelligent Xue Pan strategized in the conspiracies and difficulties in the court, and finally changed the fate of the Xue family and wrote a different Dream of Red Mansions.

Volume [-]: Don't Hear the Sound of Chuanlin Beating Leaves

☆, 1. A naive child is not stupid

A burst of autumn rain last night had just passed, and even though we got up early in the morning, the sky still didn’t clear up, and the sky was still gray when we looked up, and the thick clouds seemed to be pressing down, which was exactly in response to the phrase “Dark clouds overwhelm the city” The city wants to be destroyed.

In the territory of Jinling, there is almost no one who does not know the Xue residence.

Behind the main courtyard of Fuzhong, there is a unique garden with rockery and water.Taking a closer look, there is a large pool in the center, but the common mandarin ducks are nowhere to be seen. Maybe they went to hide from the rain at night and haven’t swum back yet, so they don’t know that they are sleeping in the fake cave in the center of the lake.

Along the right side of this garden is a promenade, the rain is still dripping from the blue tiles, 'Tap! ' hit the bluestone road, leading to the depths of the right road of the garden.

The promenade stopped at the end of the layers of green shade. There was a pair of strange-looking pine trees, like a couple who failed to grow from the same field, but met in the air and embraced each other. .

The road seems to have come to an end like this, just go around this curtain hole a little bit, and it will suddenly become clear, and a courtyard with a unique hole in the sky is right in front of you.

There is a plaque hanging on the beam of the main hall, "Go back", I don't know if it means to go back, or to go back after being drunk.

There are no complicated flowers and plants in front of the gate of the whole yard, but a lot of bamboo has been planted. On one side of the wall, the ground is covered with bamboo leaves that were knocked down last night, some of which have turned yellow, reflecting the white jade stone. There is also a kind of coolness in autumn on the ground.

"Master has already woken up!" The shrill voice pierced through the quiet courtyard, and an old woman came out from the side hall.

This character looks like a nanny, but there is also a good-looking silver hairpin on her head, with a deep red agate bordered on a gold thread, which looks a bit eye-catching, and she is wearing a dark purple color The satin is inlaid with carp brocade patterns.

"Yes." I heard the little brother next to Madam Xu answer concisely.

Nepeta was not in the mood to talk much, just like his clothes, which were as silent as the blue-gray.After all, Jingjie seemed to take a deep look at Mammy, and said four words clearly, "Master, Xijing."

These four words made Grandma Xu adjust her steps unnaturally. She froze for a moment, and the servant walked past her, opened the door of the main hall neatly, and then closed it gently. .In this early morning when there was not even birdsong due to the heavy rain, Madam Xu seemed to hear the sound of changing clothes in the hall.

"It's just an idiot." Madam Xu spat secretly, then quickly covered her mouth, afraid of being heard, then quickly left the vestibule and went to the back to see what food was prepared in the kitchen.

'Although I'm staying, I'm used to enjoying it. ' She thought about Xue Pan's attention to food, and then secretly glanced at her mouth.After a while, it disappeared at the turn of the stone wall.

At this moment, Xue Pan in the room frowned tightly.

'It's better to go back!It's better to go back! ' This voice echoed in his ears like a curse, it contained helplessness and sorrow, as well as self-deprecating and bleak, as if it came from the hell of history, every time it screamed in his ears, he would call Soul tugs.

'ah! Xue Pan woke up suddenly, he took a few deep breaths, trying to calm down the anger in the dream.

At this time, he heard Madam Xu's harsh voice outside the window, and he frowned secretly. This old woman became more and more restless. After a few times that 'fool! ', more and more upset.If it wasn't for the sake that his mother brought him, he must be kicked out.

It's just that such an interruption interrupted the emotions in the dream.Xue Pan also calmed down, and got off the bed with short hands and feet.Jingjie, who was waiting outside the door, heard the sound and walked in.He didn't say much, but changed Xue Pan's clothes tacitly, and then waited for him to wash up.After combing his hair into a bun, Xue Pan walked out of the bedroom and came to the front hall. Dang Gui, who was waiting there before him, nodded, and Dang Gui immediately detoured behind and ordered breakfast to be served.

Until Xue Pan finished his breakfast, during this time, there was no extra noise in the room. It was really like what I said earlier, "Master Xi Jing." '

The servants in the family are used to Uncle Xue's appearance. It has been almost four years since he was a baby. The only son of the Xue family has no noise from a child at all.

If it was in another family, such as the Jinling Xue family, there might be some jokes.

However, Master Xue has only one wife, Mother Xue, not even a concubine.For this only son, he is very fond of him, even if he likes food, he also tried his best to find famous chefs from all over the world, he is the only one in Jiangnan.

But in this way, people are also saying behind their backs, aren't they raising an idiot, who will eat, drink, and don't even talk, looking very stupid.

These words must not be heard by the masters of the Xue family, apart from Master Xue and his wife, there is another room two streets away, which is the home of Master Xue's younger brother, who is also in business like Master Xue.

If people dare not say it, it is because the Xue family is not an ordinary businessman, but an imperial businessman, and the word "emperor" has something to do with it, and there is a sense of power.

And the Xue family is indeed the descendant of Ziwei Sheren, and is listed as the four major families of this dynasty along with Jia, Wang, and Shi.

If the servants of the Xue family dare not say such words in a daze, then the four servants who wait beside Xue Pan, Danggui, Nepeta, Astragalus, and Licorice, will not feel this way at all. This master is simply a strict man. Lord, it's almost as cold as air-conditioning.

And Xue's father and Xue's mother also knew that their precious son was not stupid, but sick. As long as he used his brain too much, he would lose his expression.

Seeing the little toddler eat those dark concoctions without fear of hardship, Xue's father and Xue's mother felt bitter.If he didn't have this disease, then Pan'er would be a rare genius, just look at the books he read.He also knows how to be courteous and filial to his parents, and none of the bad habits of those rich kids can be found in him.

Unfortunately, nothing is perfect in this world.

Parents can meet the rare requirements of children, so what if rich and noble families hire a few cooks.Anyway, I have to eat. Eat better and be happier. It may be beneficial to the disease.

After finishing the meal and saying hello to his parents, Xue Pan returned to the other courtyard and entered the study on the other side. Everyone retreated and waited outside the house.

Xue Pan opened the window slightly, and there were still some raindrops hanging on the blue veil.He doesn't like tight spaces, as if he was imprisoned, it makes him feel depressed.This may be an illusion brought about by the feeling of darkness in the mother's womb because of being reborn again.If it hadn't been for the care and warmth of Xue's mother at that time, Xue Pan knew that he might not be able to survive those ten months, because he felt strongly needed and loved, so he chose to give birth.

He died of despair, not of body but of heart, a heart with a modern soul.He watched with his own eyes the great powers capture the capital, and watched the motherland fall step by step. It was in vain for him to break through the barriers and traps in the officialdom step by step. .

With hatred for the imperial court, hatred for the root corruption of the ruling class, hatred for the great powers, especially the hatred for the neighboring island country, and the hatred of God's will, finally after wandering among the people, End with hatred.

It's better to go back, since it's hard to support alone, since it's the fate of history, what's the use of traveling through time, what's the use of becoming Master Zhongtang.He who was sober at that time, the only one who knew the history, could only watch the tragedy happen, so why not go back.

However, when he woke up again, he became a character in a book of stones, Xue Pan, the overlord.Even if he is not familiar with Hong Louru, he still knows that this is an extremely unpleasant character.Bullying men and women, and finally came to a hasty end.

Why do you want to become such a person again, or start from a baby.

Perhaps the only fortunate thing is the specious historical process of this time and space.

There was no Yuan Dynasty. 300 years ago, in addition to attacking the Jin and Southern Song Dynasties, the Yuan army also marched eastward and attacked island countries.

The other route went west at the same time, capturing the Eurasian region.Such a long-term battle, although there was a temporary victory, it also gave the Central Plains a chance to breathe.The Yuan army failed to unify the world in the end, and it also caused the separatist rule of this land that lasted for nearly a hundred years.

The Ming Dynasty and Zhu Yuanzhang also failed to appear, but the former Emperor Luo won the victory, and the descendants also completely broke up the Eight Banners from the northeast. Now it is almost impossible to find the shadow of the Eight Banners on this boundary. .

Unexpectedly, in the end, the previous dynasty was still defeated in civil strife.

And now the emperor's father, who was the young former emperor at that time, co-authored the group of old courtiers and established the Daqing Dynasty more than 60 years ago. These are the origins of those four princes and eight princes.It's just that this generation is already the third generation, that is, the third generation like Father Xue no longer has any titles.Of course, there is only one descendant of Ziwei Sheren, and it is also in the name of the imperial merchant who was ordered to do business.

It sounds like the Jia family and historians are good names, but there are still some officials in the Wang family who are favored by the emperor, and that is Mother Xue's elder brother Wang Ziteng, who is now a magistrate.For merchants such as Xue's family, they are far behind.

Leaving aside these distracting thoughts, Xue Pan touched the history book that had been turned up with a rough edge, which reminded him that those heavy histories had changed. In a world without the Marco Polo Bridge Incident, this side is enough for Xue Pan.

Xue Pan doesn't know why he has become muddled in this life. It means that the spirit and body are always not compatible enough. Although there are times when he can control it well, it is always like filling a sea into a small lake, and he is unable to do what he wants.Therefore, in the eyes of outsiders, he is always a bit dull.

However, he did not spend these four years foolishly.In front of his parents, he tried his best to behave like a normal child, although there were not many times when he could control this stupidity.Then he will try his best not to cry, so as not to worry his parents who are already worried.

No matter whether he responded or not, Xue's father persisted in teaching him to read and read, and Xue's mother always told him those funny things in the world, trying to make the child smile.Therefore, Xue Pan gradually calmed down in this kind of family affection that does not expect anything in return.In the past four years, I don't know if it's because of the dissipation of that kind of resentment, but his dementia seems to have improved.

It seems that I have to talk to my father that I can always get better, so I don't want to take that bitter medicine anymore.

It's just that something seems to have happened recently, father Xue has been socializing outside.

Xue Pan could tell from what he ate at night.

If Mother Xu had said it, this idiot would have eaten it.

I can't remember exactly what happened in Xue Pan's previous life, but all kinds of additives were rampant. If you have the heart to eat it, you have to weigh it.

In the previous life, maybe it was the time-traveling mentality at the beginning, and then it was the heavy responsibility that Xue Pan had no time to eat.What I think or think about is not how to argue with those old guys, but how to carry out Westernization and start the country's own industrial reform.

Still defeated, he sneered.He could empathize with Li Hongzhang.

The roots are rotten, and it would have been too late. If it had been 100 years earlier, when I was in Kowloon, when the fourth master was there, everything might have been okay.

However, the suppression of the Han people by the Qing Dynasty and the containment of emerging ideas may not be changed because of him.Xue Pan thought it was difficult to change an emperor, a full-fledged emperor.

Later, he seemed to put it down, looked at the recipes, and tried to write books such as "Heavenly Creation" and "Pictures of Haiguo", but finally caught fire.

It doesn't make sense, and it doesn't make sense to him.

Later, when he recalled those Qing Chuanwen whose memory had long been blurred, he felt helpless.

Perhaps there is no such life.

Whether it is him or his motherland, neither has ever been able to turn things around just once.

"Is today's lunch still sour bamboo shoots and chicken slices soup?" Xue Pan asked suddenly.

Then I heard Neptune's reply from outside the door, "Madam still prepares this soup, Master still has a banquet today."

The words were a bit out of date, but Xue Pan understood that the Sour Bamboo Sliced ​​Chicken Soup is suitable for relieving hangovers, so it seems that Father Xue went out to socialize again today.Such frequent social gatherings are not in harmony with the business situation of this season. Xue Pan felt that today he wanted to find out if something happened outside.

The author has something to say: According to incomplete textual research, this article assumes that Xue Pan and Da Baochai are 6 years old, Da Daiyu is 9 years old, and Baoyu is 8 years old.

☆, 2. Sour bamboo shoots and chicken skin soup

Xue Pan thought that Father Xue might have encountered some trouble outside, so he called Danggui in.

Different from Nepeta's taciturnity, Dang Gui is a well-rounded character. He knows a lot about food and seems to be able to talk about everything.This has something to do with his old father who has been doing business all over the world all year round. Unfortunately, his father has passed away. Dang Gui, who has a son in his family, has followed Xue Pan since he was a child. Although he is only four years older than Xue Pan, he is still relaxed. .

People say that people who have experienced life and death will grow up instantly. Just two years ago, when Xue Pan rescued him from the brink of drowning, Angelica admired this master from the bottom of his heart.Although there are always some strange rumors outside, saying that the Xue family has an idiot, but Dang Gui vaguely guesses that there is something mysterious about it.

"Master, what's your order?" Danggui looked at the sky and wondered if it was time to pass the meal, or to inquire about the master's affairs.

Xue Pan put the last touch on the paper, and this time he finished transcribing the agricultural book.He put it on the white jade pen pillow next to the Songhe Liushi inkstone. "Is there anything new outside recently?"

Dang Gui thought about it carefully, a lot of things have happened recently, but they are not as big as that one.

"The owner of the grain store in the south of the city, who was imprisoned in the Ministry of Criminal Justice, was convicted on the sixth day of last month. In the past month, the news came back from the capital. This time, he may have suffered a catastrophe, and he could no longer keep it. gone."

Dang Gui thought that the owner of the Wang family was a good businessman, how did he end up in this situation? He said that there was a big mistake in the post-disaster food transportation in the previous idea, and the food relief from him was moldy and spoiled Many people, no, they were arrested.

"There has been no news, and it has been almost a year since he was arrested. I thought that there might be some way behind him, but he was sentenced to be executed by Qiu Houwen like this. The whole family died, and some of them were exiled. Qianli, it is said that it will be put in Yili." This is not something that a young servant can judge arbitrarily, it is a sacred will.

"Qiu Hou asked to be cut, that is, the execution has already been executed." Xue Pan's tone was a little heavy. He looked at the withered leaves outside the window, and only a few stumps remained. It took only a few days to see that It looks luxuriant.

"It should have been executed. The original village and yard of his house have been confiscated in the past two days. Therefore, the streets are not very peaceful recently. Some yamen servants come and go there, and I don't know if they are planning or counting. " Thinking of those greatly crossed seals, Angelica turned such a bustling place into a dead place, and the coolness of this late autumn season also appeared in her heart.

"So, Dad has been busy with this recently?" Xue Pan could think that the demise of such a grain merchant must not be due to the obvious reasons. There may be food problems, or it may be framed, and we cannot generalize.If it dragged on for a year, it meant that the power above him had worked too hard, or had finally failed in several power games, and regarded this royal businessman as a discarded child.

Isn't that right, for those clean-eyed elders, those who are worthless, or those who can't always stand on the high ground are abandoned.

It's just that Xue Pan feels helpless about the closed source of news that is almost blocked to his ears. If he knows a little more, and has a little more understanding of the officialdom in the capital or Jiangnan, he can analyze more. many things.

I heard that the current emperor is almost sixty, which is considered a long life. I am afraid that the people below are already ready to move, but the emperor was born when he was young. The prince is now almost forty, and he still has five or six brother.This game of chess is not easy to play.

As the leader of the Jiangnan Imperial Merchants, the Xue family had such a thing happen. No matter what the facts are, the re-division of interests here is inevitable. No wonder Xue's father has been a bit too busy recently.It's almost Laba, and I don't know if it can be settled before the year.

"Let's pass on the meal." Xue Pan didn't think about it. He didn't know whether his health was going to recover or something else in the past two days. He couldn't think too much. That's all.

Not long after, Xue Pan moved to the main hall, where a soup, a small bowl of rice, and a vegetarian dish had already been placed.Unlike other rich and noble families who usually have seven or eight dishes for their meals, Xue Pan doesn’t like extravagance, it’s meaningless waste. It's just a dude who doesn't know the sufferings of the people.

However, he pursues one that is consistent with eating for health preservation, and the other is that eating should be interesting and refined.This is not considered close to the people, and it can be regarded as striving for excellence in the selection of some ingredients.People have gone through a lifetime, and some things are engraved in the soul, and they can't become the original self.

"Did mother use it?" Xue Pan usually used his lunch, even though he was only a four-year-old child.This is related to his strange disease. He doesn't like too many people waiting on him. Usually, only angelica and Nepeta are left in the house, and astragalus and licorice are waiting in the back.Also, the ancients looked old at the age of three, and could enter school at the age of four.

But there are a little more people at Mother Xue's place, she likes to be lively.And there are more women.It is also because he has seen too many scenes of strife in the back house and those officials finally ended up in a miserable state on the woman, so Xue Pan is not sensitive to the servant girl's service.

"Yes, Madam has added fried pigeon and steamed fish." Jingjie said, and poured out the soup.

In the soup bowl painted with dark patterns on white porcelain, there are slightly curved tender bamboo shoots with pointed ends, a trace of milky white bamboo shoot meat, tender yellow chicken skin, and a few thinly sliced ​​red hams sandwiched between them. Clean and crisp.

When I smell it again, there is a scent of chicken wafting out. One sip is the fragrant and tender chicken flavor that lingers on the teeth and cheeks, and there is also a unique scent of winter bamboo shoots.

Because it is a sour bamboo shoot that has been specially treated, after the bamboo shoots have been removed from the sheaths, soaking them in boiling water will eliminate most of the bitterness brought by the soil.Then, take it out after soaking it in well water for two or three days, even if the coldness of well water is used to remove all dryness.

After that, it is cut into fine shreds and boiled with agarwood vinegar. After cooking, it can be stored and eaten for a long time.

"This sour bamboo shoot and chicken skin soup has been drunk for two days, and it tastes good, but let the kitchen change the dish tomorrow, and we can't let mother follow father and this soup all the time." Xue Pan told Jingjie.

It is also because Xue's father and mother dote on Xue Pan, and also because of his requirements for food, he can still talk about the kitchen.Of course, there are only three masters in the entire mansion, it doesn't matter if one person orders the other, it will definitely be done.In this way, the rules of Xue's house are not strict in this respect.

After the meal, the things on the table were removed, and Jingjie served another cup of strong tea. Xue Pan took a mouthful, rinsed his mouth, and spit it into the bowl next to him.After cleansing his face again, Xue Pan sat down in a nearby chair and took a short rest after everything was done.

It was rare for Xue Pan to have a conversation with Dang Gui on purpose, and it was all as a relaxation of the chat.

Looking at Xue Pan's appearance, Dang Gui knew that he wanted to hear the story of the sour bamboo shoot and chicken skin soup. "Grandpa, Dang Gui heard a catchphrase '27, kill a chicken'. It seems that both Zhuangzi and the fields have this habit. It is a good year to kill a chicken during the Chinese New Year. If a new uncle comes to the door to add A stewed chicken with mushrooms would be perfect."

Xue Pan had seen such a thing before, could there be any particularity in it, he looked at Danggui with some doubts, when Danggui said these common things, even the serious Nepeta listened silently.

"There is no big rule. It is said that it is taken from the homonym of the word chicken. It is auspicious and auspicious. You can live smoothly in the new year. However, the practical reason is probably because you have to eat well all year round. Yes, the chicken is delicious, Zhuangzi’s own chicken is slaughtered and burned on the spot, without much cooking skills, the meat is tender and juicy, with a sweet taste."

Angelica is the person around Xue Pan, so the food and food are not bad. They don't want to be as ostentatious as that Madam Xu. nanny.

Having said that, Danggui still misses the chicken soup that his father cooked occasionally, but unfortunately he never had the chance to eat it again.This person has been thinking about the chicken soup, or the person who cooked it, or the scene of eating together.

"It seems that whether it's in the village, in the fields, traveling all over the world just to make a little money, or standing in the temple, everyone likes to eat chicken." Xue Pan seemed to think of his past time. At that time, he thought it was like chicken. Chicken skin is probably a 'cheap thing' that cannot be put on the table, but I didn't expect that people in the palace also used this.

"People in the capital like to use this thing. It is said that the chicken is mild-tempered, and its contribution is more in the dishes." Xue Pan picked up a charcoal pencil, and drew a picture in the special picture book. A lifelike chick.There is also a pinch of unrealistic curly hair on the head, which adds to the fun.

Both Danggui and Jingjie are no stranger to this master's skill, and they all think that when the master recovers from his illness, it will shock the world.Of course, this is also a kind of blind worship.

"In this area of ​​cooking, the cooks in charge of the meals all praise the 'chicken'. It can be said to be the leader of the poultry." Xue Pan added a crown to the chicken, as if adding a chicken. It faces the crown, and birds such as ducks, geese, and pigeons are painted on the back of it. They all lower their heads and look respectful to chickens.

"It's not because it's so precious, but because it can change into many dishes. Take today's chicken skin as an example, such as cold chicken skin, stewed chicken skin, barbecue chicken skin, and even soup with bird's nest. It can be found in bird’s nest winter soup.” Xue Pan drew different cooking methods, and beside the bird’s nest soup, he specially added a Liang Jianyan.

"I'm afraid it's that one," Xue Pan cupped his hands to the north, pointing to the emperor in the palace, "something that the old man also likes." It's just that the rest of the words stop here, like in the Jiaqing menu. I can't say anything about the used Sixi chicken skin and chicken skin bird's nest.

"It's clear, it's because the chicken can be with anyone that it's so famous." Nepeta seldom said something.In private, the master is still easy to get along with, as if, just as if, the master has an unexplainable peace, and unlike other nobles, he does not have that imperceptible arrogance.This is an indelible trace even on some officials and lords who work for democracy, as if brought from a book, people call him Shuxiang.

Jingjie immediately withdrew his thoughts, just as he thought, this kind of peace was only a moment, or even an illusion that there was no moment.

"Isn't it? There's not much difference between cooking and being a person. You have a good relationship and get along with everyone. It's easier to have a good reputation." Dang Gui sighed and said, don't look at him smiling when he meets people, but also laughing properly. Different people use different smiles, but in fact it is better for Jingjie to keep a straight face like this, so as not to tire the mind.

Xue Pan smiled, stopped talking, pointed to the piece of paper on which he was painting just now, and handed it to Jingjie, "In the afternoon, write down what you just said, it's right next to you. Go eat, too."

"Yes." Jingjie took the paper with both hands, and walked out together with Dang Gui.

Xue Pan decided that no matter whether he could cure this stupid disease in this life, he would leave something behind, let's just have a record of customs and delicacies, and it would not be a waste of his quick drawing skills.

As for why not other books, he said, those are not interesting.

If the people's wisdom is not developed, no amount of skills will be useful, and if there is no strong support, everything is just talk on paper.

If he can do well, then study and become an official, mobilize the interest groups of those old ghosts, develop business outward, and maybe open a new road with money.But the premise is that the background is strong enough, this emperor will fail, and the next one is still hard to say.

Just thinking of this, his head hurts violently again, those ghosts and monsters ran out from nowhere, he seemed to see the corpses piled up like a mountain under the guns of foreigners, and the heart-piercing cries , Some know it, some don't.There are ordinary people, and there are dignitaries.There are old people, there are babies.

But in the end, they all turned into numb faces.

Xue Pan stabilized his body and smiled wryly. I'm afraid he won't have this chance at all.

☆, 3, Jinggui Bigeng porridge

"Father, you're back." Xue Pan suffered from a headache again in the afternoon and didn't have the energy to read any more. After a short rest, he went to Father Xue's study and waited.

Xue's father heard Xue's mother say that Pan'er was coming, so he quickly untied the cover of the sable autumn cloud pattern, warmed himself by the fire, and went into the study immediately after the cold air on his body was gone.

"Let Weifu take a look. I have been outside these few days and have not been able to eat with Pan'er." Father Xue picked up the little boy standing in front of him, why did he seem to have lost weight a bit.I squeezed his expressionless face, it didn't feel good to the touch, and there was no flesh, it was indeed thin.

Obviously, Xue Pan was not very used to this kind of embrace. Although the tenderness at that moment made him very nostalgic, but thinking that he was already a big man, he struggled a little, and didn't want Xue's father to feel his embarrassment.

"Hey——" Xue's father sighed secretly, young and mature happened to his own children. Although it was worry-free, it also lost a lot of fun.It's just because of that illness that Pan'er can only endure such torture, and she doesn't look like a child who can run and make trouble.

"What have Pan'er been playing these two days? Is there anything you want?" Father Xue asked. Other fathers were thinking about what the child had learned, whether he had studied or not, but when he came to him, it was the other way around.I haven't heard that there is a child like Pan'er in the four major families, not to mention the child, I am afraid that apart from Pan'er's uncle Wang Ziteng, there is nothing promising.The second child of the Jia family is also an official who counts donations, and has never moved his seat.Jia Zheng talked about reading and reading, but he didn't know what to read.It's not as good as Pan'er who knows as much as the old saying, Huiji will be hurt.

"I don't want anything." Xue Pan really can't think of anything. Apart from delicious food, he has no other hobbies. Making novelty gadgets is also considered, but that is not a hobby but a necessary preparation for reform. If there is a chance in the future .

Seeing his father's obvious disappointment, Xue Pan added, "The rain scene in the past two days has been pretty good. I saw the way the heavy rain hit the bamboo leaves. It's very Jiangnan flavor. I think the color of snow in winter will be even better." "Speaking of this, Xue Pan also became interested. The winter in Jinling is still very beautiful. In fact, it is always beautiful when the family is reunited, talking at night around the fire, removing the old and welcoming the new, posting peach charms, setting off fireworks, and waiting for the snow to return. To be able to make a snowman, you have to pile up four different shapes of angelica.

"If this year is better, let's go build a snowman." Xue's father saw the expectation in Xue Pan's eyes. At this moment, he is like a child. Unfortunately, this wish is far away.As soon as winter came, probably because of the cold weather, Pan'er's illness became more severe and repeated, and the sound could not be heard at all, and the sound of firecrackers all over the city could not be suppressed, and the New Year's Eve also added to the pain.

"It will be fine." Xue Pan said with certainty, as if he didn't see the regret and pain on Father Xue's face at all.If people have no hope for themselves, then it is really impossible.

"You two have a chat, let's talk about it after dinner." At this time, Mother Xue pushed the door and came in. She was wearing a dark red and gold-carved cloud brocade skirt, and a bird welcomes the spring. He was only in his early twenties, and he was not tired at all because of his rich life, and he was smiling all over.

Food and clothing are abundant, husband and wife are loving, children are filial and intelligent, if there is no Xue Pan's disease, it is perfect.

Mother Xue sometimes thinks that she is much happier than her elder sister, Mrs. Wang, it's not that she is gossiping in secret, the second master of Jia's mansion is clearly the second son, occupying the position of the eldest son, and it looks like he is the pillar.That person is good at reading the Four Books and Five Classics, but he is always awkward, and there are those concubines, my elder sister who must marry an official, the powerful Jia family, and I went to join the Xue family who is a businessman. .

This person can't just look at what is good in front of him. The days to come will be long, and there may be some changes.

"Okay, okay, come here." Father Xue took Xue Pan's hand and walked to the main hall.

"The greasy food you ate outside in the past few days, I asked someone to make porridge to warm your stomach and keep it from getting tired."

For dinner, there were a few light side dishes, and there was also a special porridge made by Xue's mother.

After the three of them were seated one by one, the dishes were served from the screen behind. Just like what Xue's mother said, the dishes at night were not fancy, but mainly light food. For the past two days, Xue's father had been Eating a banquet outside should also clear the stomach.

"Master, you can use a little more of this Bistem porridge. It is soft and smooth, nourishes the spleen and stomach, and can also relieve the oil and water outside these two days." Xue's mother served a bowl to Xue's father, and the white porcelain lotus bowl set off The slightly green thick porridge also has a light refreshing rice aroma.

"Pan'er is the same. You can eat more of this one. Don't you like food? This one was sent from Zhuangzi in the capital." Mother Xue added another bowl to Xue Pan.

However, Xue Pan was attracted by the four words of Zhuangzi in the capital. He wanted to ask more about the current situation, but he also knew that his parents would not tell him too many things. I'm afraid they don't know about it.

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