Jiang Qing

Chapter 167 Rosewood

The Chen family was in the agarwood business, and there were a lot of good wood in the house. Knowing that Bai Bingchen liked wood carving, Chen Yuanqing specially took him around the mansion.

The wooden ornaments and screens in the various halls of the Chen Mansion are of great origin, and there are even many masterpieces of masters that are no longer available. Just a cursory look will waste most of the afternoon.

Bai Bingchen was bullied by Mei Shao in the bathtub last night, and he didn't get up until noon, but Mei Shao went out very early in the morning, leaving him alone in Chen's house, it was a bit cramped.

At this moment, Chen Yuanqing took him to see the woodcarving, and he had no choice but to resist the pain in his body, and walked with him for most of the day, still holding the woodcarving that Mei Shao brought into the water with him last night, he didn't know how to talk to Chen Yuanqing.

"Master Bai seems a little unwell?" Chen Yuanqing noticed something was wrong with him, and took Bai Bingchen back to rest after seeing the agarwood screen in Hemingzhai.

Bai Bingchen was really uncomfortable, and he didn't refuse. He followed him back to the small flower hall at the back, and the lotus leaf tea that had been dried was brought up.

Chen Yuanqing saw that his complexion was rosy, and he didn't seem to be unwell, so he thought he was suffering from heatstroke, so he asked his servants to add ice to the flower hall, and the silver-leaf fan beat it, and the flower hall gradually cooled down, and the two of them had refreshments , Talking about the scenery of Lanzhou.

"The lotus flowers in Lanzhou are in full bloom these days. Mr. Bai must go to appreciate them when he has time. Chongjin went to book the site of Shiyuetang early this morning. I don't know if he can grab it or not." Chen Yuanqing three In just two sentences, Mei Shao's bottom was completely wiped out.

"Shiyue Pond?"

"Shiyue Pond is the lotus pond with the most blooming lotus in Lanzhou. In summer, there are many children from rich families who go to enjoy it. The best thing about this lotus pond is to enjoy the night view. There are river lanterns scattered in the lotus pond. Every other day in the lotus pond There is also a moon pavilion on the water, each pavilion can reflect the moon, during the boat ride, the moon can be bent down to pick it up, and there are ten moonlights in the ten-mile lotus pond, so it is called "Shiyue Pond". "Chen Yuanqing explained.

"I have heard for a long time that Lanzhou's customs have their origins, and today I have seen it." Bai Bingchen smiled lightly and said, "I only know that there is a Yanyan Bridge in Lanzhou. It seems that there is a temple fair on the bridge every March, which is very lively. .”

"Temple fair?" Chen Yuanqing thought for a moment, then smiled and said, "Master Bai should be talking about Shangsi Day in Lanzhou. Girls from various families carry Yanqiao cruise boats to pray for marriage, and hang red papers on willow trees on both sides of the bank to pray for blessings."

"Only girls can cruise?" Bai Bingchen seemed to have thought of something, smiled with his head down, and said in a low voice, "It's also in line with his temperament."

"What?" Chen Yuanqing didn't hear clearly and asked.

"Nothing." He took out the ornament that could be wrapped in one palm from his sleeve, handed it to Chen Yuanqing, and said, "This ornament accidentally fell into the bathtub when I was taking a bath yesterday. I think it is lobular red sandalwood. I've controlled the water, but I'm an outsider after all, I don't know if it's in the water and I can't use it anymore."

"Did it fall into the bathtub?" Chen Yuanqing looked a little strange, how could this decoration placed on the Mingtang table fall into the bathtub behind the screen?

He hesitated to speak, but finally took the decoration and put it aside casually, "It's okay, I don't have anything else in my house. There are a lot of good wood. I heard Chongjin say that adults like woodcarving very much. Wait until you leave." When the time comes, I'll pick some good ones to take away for you."

"I think Master Sun's orchid bouldering in your room is good, so I'll give that one away." Mei Shao came back at some point, and walked without making a sound.

"Okay." Chen Yuanqing didn't care how long he had been begging for the orchid bouldering boulder, so he generously agreed, and then pointed to the ornament on the table, "Then this broken wood carving should be yours." pay?"

Mei Shao covered her lips and coughed, obviously thinking of some red-faced scenes last night, and changed the subject, "I saw a batch of high-quality agarwood in the past two days, so why don't you pick some for my family's inkstone?"

When Chen Yuanqing was told this, he seemed to have suddenly remembered something, and pointed out: "I have a piece of small-leaf red sandalwood that is better than agarwood, just wait."

After speaking, he took out a piece of wood from a hidden compartment on the bookshelf at the back, and handed it to Bai Bingchen in front of Mei Shao.

"Master Bai, how about the carving of this piece of wood?" Chen Yuanqing asked Bai Bingchen, but his eyes were on Mei Shao.

Mei Shao saw that it was the piece of red sandalwood that she had left behind in the Chen family back then, and reflexively wanted to take it back, but Bai Bingchen had already held it in his hand and looked at it carefully.

"Hmm..." Bai Bingchen looked at the red sandalwood in his hand that was carved with pits and hollows, one deep part and one shallow part, and he was silent for a moment, then looked at it for a long time with dignity, and said uncertainly: "This is... a cat? "

Chen Yuanqing couldn't help it, and laughed out loud, "The person who carved this seal said he carved a human..."

The corners of Bai Bingchen's eyes twitched, and he couldn't see how this vague outline had anything to do with the person, but listening to Chen Yuanqing's words, the person who carved this piece of wood was someone Chen Yuanqing knew, and he couldn't bear to be harsh, but I couldn't say anything against my will, so I didn't speak for a while.

"A piece of broken wood, what's so good about it?" Mei Shao became furious, and stretched out her hand to snatch it back.

Bai Bingchen was a little confused by his abnormal behavior, stepped aside slightly, and prevented him from touching the piece of wood, and said solemnly: "Although the woodcarver's skill is not good, this piece of wood is indeed high-quality red sandalwood, not some broken wood. .”

Seeing that he was still rectifying the name of that piece of wood, Mei Shao didn't know whether it would be more embarrassing to admit that he was that poor craftsman, or to just grab this piece of wood from Bai Bingchen's hands regardless of his image.

Chen Yuanqing coughed twice and said: "Master Bai is indeed right. It is a waste of money to put this piece of wood in the hands of the seal carver. It's just that although the lobular red sandalwood is precious, it is not as friendly as the seal carver."

As he spoke, Chen Yuanqing pouted at Mei Shao.

Bai Bingchen was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses, and said with a smile: "You carved it?"

Mei Shao snorted and didn't speak.

"This is the high-quality sandalwood that Chongjin asked me for in Lanzhou seven years ago. I personally polished it for a long time. I originally wanted to carve it and give it to the adults. Who knows..." Chen Yuanqing sighed and said : "Fortunately, after going around, this piece of rosewood is still in Lord Bai's hands, and it is not a disappointment."

Bai Bingchen cast his eyes on the scrapped piece of wood in his hand again, stroked the moment on it lightly, smiled softly, and said, "Is this engraved on me? Here is the purse I always carry, here There is a thin silver ring on the wrist, and here is... a hairpin flower? Is this engraved when I was the number one scholar in high school?"

Chen Yuanqing was dumbfounded at the side: Sure enough, knowing that it was carved by Mei Shao is different, so abstract things can be recognized?

Mei Shao gave a muffled "hmm", and touched the head of "Bai Bingchen" on the woodcut, "It's really ugly, don't hold it."

Bai Bingchen covered Mei Shao's hand, fondled the woodcut with him fondly, his eyes were full of tenderness, "Ah Shao, I like it very much. Even though it's seven years late, I still like it very much."

Mei Shao's heart trembled, her gaze fluctuated, she bit her lip and shook his hand, "You really don't dislike it?"

"There are so many woodcuts in the Chen family, and I just fell in love with this one. Chongjin, can I take this with me?" He had already found it in Bai Bingchen's hands, but he wanted to ask Mei Shao on purpose.

Chen Yuanqing couldn't listen anymore, originally wanted to talk about Mei Shao's embarrassing things, seeing Mei Shao's stinky face, who knew that the two of them would tell each other their hearts, and Chen Yuanqing, who was not yet married Feeling a little redundant, I couldn't help coughing twice.

Mei Shao acted as if she didn't hear it, her brows and eyes were crooked with a smile, "Okay."

He bent over and leaned over, said with a light smile, "But there is still me, you have to remember to take it with you."

Bai Bingchen pushed away his tired and crooked face, and gave him a wink, signaling him that Chen Yuanqing was watching.

Mei Shao glanced at Chen Yuanqing, opened the fan to cover half of their faces, blocked Chen Yuanqing's sight, and looked at Bai Bingchen encouragingly.

Bai Bingchen sighed softly, held Mei Shao's face as if he was holding that piece of wood carving, pecked at the corner of his eye, and said softly: "It must be taken."

Chen Yuanqing couldn't stand it anymore, knocked on the table twice in dissatisfaction, and left in "angry".

-

In August in Lanzhou, it is the time when the lotus blooms, and the Shiyue Pond is even more beautiful. Every year, it attracts young talents in the city to drink wine and write elegant lyrics.But tonight, there is no one in Shiyue Pond.

At dusk, Mei Shao took Bai Bingchen onto the boat, drove the boat himself, and carried Bai Bingchen to the depths of the lotus bushes.

The small boat slowly floated along the water when it reached the downstream. Mei Shao was free, lifted the tulle on the boat, and walked into the hull.

Bai Bingchen was sitting in the boat making wine, when he saw Mei Shao coming in, he handed over a glass and said, "I've never cooked Jiangnan wine, how about you try it?"

Mei Shao took the wine cup, drank it all in one gulp, and smiled at Bai Bingchen, "I don't think it tastes as good as your pear blossom."

"It's a pity that I don't have time to make it this spring. When spring comes next year, I'll make more and bury it under the pear tree in the yard. I'll be able to drink it after a year." Bai Bingchen also poured himself a cup, took a sip, and said: "It really needs to be sweeter, as if it's not very intoxicating."

Mei Shao looked at him with a smile, seeing his Adam's apple rising and falling when he swallowed, and she had some bad intentions, not telling him that although Jiangnan's wine is not strong, it has great stamina, seeing him drink several glasses.

"Wouldn't it just be the time when you are [-] years old, and you can start drinking." Mei Shao counted the days and found that it was just right.

Bai Bingchen followed his words and thought about it carefully, and it really was so, it was such a coincidence that he had the illusion that everything was perfect.

The setting sun fades away and the night falls.

Mei Shao was half-supporting on the plank of the boat, Bai Bingchen was leaning on his shoulder, and the two were admiring the lotus at the bow.

Bai Bingchen hadn't drank for a long time, and Mei Shao persuaded him to have a few more drinks in the hull. At this moment, the smell of alcohol was on his face, his cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were moist. Everything he looked at seemed to be covered in a mist, very hazy.

The bow of the boat slowly moved along the water, and the waist-length lotus leaves were broken by the hull, and the lotus fragrance from their bodies fell.

Bai Bingchen didn't make a fuss when he was drunk, he just quietly leaned against Mei Shao's shoulder, rubbing it from time to time, like a small animal looking for a comfortable place to stay, and his breath with the aroma of wine lingered on Mei Shao. On the neck, Mei Shao's heart softened due to the fluttering.

Mei Shao turned her head to kiss him, but Bai Bingchen just opened his eyes slightly and let him poke in, unable to even adjust his breathing.

"Open your mouth."

Bai Bingchen opened his lips and tongue obediently, let Mei Shao kiss him deeply again, and breathed and panted together with him, the faint aroma of fruit wine lingered and elongated between their lips.

Mei Shao had kissed enough, and then let go of the person, pressed against his forehead, looked at Bai Bingchen's water-colored eyes and thin lips, couldn't help but kissed his forehead again, and coaxed: "You lean on the cushion ,wait a second."

Mei Shao put the person on the soft bed and stood on the bow of the boat. Following the flow of the boat, she picked a few lotus flowers that were in full bloom, and hugged them in her arms.

Bai Bingchen raised his head slightly, and saw a red figure standing on the bow of the boat with a lotus in his arms, and suddenly the memory that had been hidden in his heart surged up.

Mei Shao carried the lotus back to his side, plucked the petals, and asked him, "Yanfang, is it pretty?"

Bai Bingchen vaguely felt that the shadow in his memory was talking to him, but after looking at Mei Shao for a while, he felt that something was missing.

Mei Shao watched Bai Bingchen take out a small golden bead from his body, and seeing which headdress it fell from, he touched Mei Shao's ear with his hand.

"Huh?" Mei Shao glanced at the little lotus-shaped golden bead in his hand, and thought it looked familiar, but when he looked closely, it looked like something from his daughter's home, and he felt a little uncomfortable.

Thinking that he couldn't see the lotus clearly when he was drunk, so he went to pick the lotus for him to enjoy himself, but when he was drunk, he didn't know where to take out a daughter's thing and dangled it in front of him, and he wanted to go to the lotus. Hang it on yourself.

Mei Shao felt sour in his heart, and said deliberately: "This is the betrothal thing between you and that young lady of the Cao family?"

He thought about it for a long time, and only Cao Bai's daughter had ever been engaged to Bai Bingchen, so the golden bead was probably hers.

Thinking that Bai Bingchen might marry Cao's daughter if he hadn't come back by himself, Mei Shao panicked, and Bai Bingchen still kept the woman's accessories, could it be that he was really in love with her?

Mei Shao angrily pushed away the hand that had been gesticulating on her cheek for a long time, and said sourly: "It's not pretty, why are you keeping it?"

Bai Bingchen tilted his head, as if it took him a long time to understand what Mei Shao meant, he looked down at the golden bead in his hand, then at Mei Shao, and said, "It's pretty...the heavy brocade looks good on it..."

"I never wear something that others have worn..." Mei Shao glanced at the golden bead again with disgust.

"The one you wore...is on this boat." Bai Bingchen murmured, "In spring...Shangsiri...you, the boat, and the red papers full of trees...you lean on the boat to drink, and you are also dressed in red Clothes……"

Bai Bingchen said a lot intermittently, Mei Shao was startled for a moment, but he didn't have the slightest impression. He took the bead and looked at it carefully, and found that the lotus pattern on it was unique to Lanzhou.

Could this golden bead really belong to him?But he never met Bai Bingchen when he was in Lanzhou...

The author says:

Chen Yuanqing: "On My Redundancy After My Brother Has a Wife", "On My Assisting My Brother But I Was Stuffed With Dog Food", "On My Brother Chasing Back When The Goddess Came to Laugh at Me as a Single Dog"

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