Chapter 165 Mansion
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The wheels rolled for a long time.
Jiang Mianmian ate six preserved fruits, and her teeth were a little sour.
They just arrived.
A big door.
Like the gate of a university.
Tall and big.
A door alone is very expensive. In addition to the thick wooden boards, the bearings of the door must not be cheap. There are
also iron rings on the door, and there is a beast head on the rings. The eyes of the beast head are like gems, gray.
There is a plaque hanging on the crossbeam on the top of the door - Jiang Mansion . It has
black background and gold characters, and it looks very new.
The welcoming official should have said in a proud tone: This is the word given by the prefect himself.
But now, facing the weak Sima who looked like a country and a city but could kill people without saying a word, the official Xiao He wiped the sweat from his forehead and said, "This is the handwriting of the prefect, specially prepared for Sima. I wonder if you like it?"
Jiang Changtian nodded slightly. It was okay. This handwriting was not as good as that of Brother Ye Hang.
Jiang Mianmian and his group got off the carriage and found that there was a staircase at the gate.
No wonder it was not opened easily.
It was inconvenient to go in and out. You had to walk up a stone staircase first, but it looked much more magnificent.
Go up the stairs, and then there is the gate. There are stone sculptures on both sides of the gate.
Jiang Mianmian looked at it curiously. It was not a lion, but one on each side. I don't know what kind of animal it was. It looked fierce.
The stone sculpture is old, not as new as the doorplate.
Aunt Yin recognized this house. It belonged to a retired official of the imperial court. It was very mysterious.
The family moved out before the rebels came.
Later, the house was occupied by the rebels. The rebels surrendered, and the house was vacated for Lord Jiang.
There are four courtyards.
It is also very large for the city.
When there are many people, Jiang Mianmian tacitly admits that she has no legs, and her aunt always carries her around.
After entering the door, in addition to two servants on the left and right of the gate, you can first see a courtyard. There is a row of houses next to the courtyard. The outermost one is probably the ear room, where the servants live.
There are trees and flowers in the courtyard. There is also a tank in the corner next to it, filled with water, which should be used for fire fighting.
After passing this courtyard, you will reach a long corridor. After walking through the corridor, you will see a relatively large courtyard.
It's like a big playground. It's easy to get tanned if you walk through the middle of the yard in the hot summer.
Looking at such a big yard, it's a little understandable that the daughters of wealthy families have to sit in sedan chairs when they go to pay respects to their mothers, and when they are not feeling well.
If they don't sit in sedan chairs, and run back and forth to pay respects three times a day, they will definitely get enough exercise, and they will definitely not become pale, thin and young. They are probably all strong and dark.
This yard is so big, with corridors on both sides. There are rooms.
The lobby, study, and reception room are all here.
There are rows of pillars, and under the pillars stand maids and servants, wearing relatively uniform clothes, and some of the maids are more outstanding.
When they see the master coming in, they all bow and salute. They
have thin shoulders, thin waists, and thin necks.
This would be a beautiful sight at any other time, but today, the welcoming official saw the maid's behavior and began to sweat again.
No, don't do that,
please don't. The girl with the long white neck, don't stick your neck out, or you'll be chopped off.
Keep your eyes closed, don't let them wander.
I originally thought that the trick I had prepared for the beautiful maids and women in the mansion was very useful, but now I feel embarrassed, nervous and scared.
Don't wink, stop it.
The officials and their followers who followed in from the city gate wanted to use their official uniforms to block the maid who winked.
Are you really not going to die quickly enough?
Jiang Mianmian didn't notice these maids, she just felt that such a big house must be well protected from the sun.
White can cover up a hundred uglinesses, white is very important.
In fact, her mother's facial features used to be very dignified and
pretty. The reason why it is not obvious is that her skin is a little dark and too toned, which makes her look rough. If she had snow-white skin, her figure would be so beautiful that it makes me feel milky.
It seems that her mother's body is very white, and Jiang Mianmian can prove it.
How to make sunscreen?
Forget it, give up, and use physical sunscreen.
Wear a veil on your head, or hold an umbrella, and there will be others to hold the umbrella for you.
Following the aunt inside, we arrived at another courtyard.
This courtyard is awesome, with flowers and plants, a pond, and a pavilion, just like visiting a park.
There is also a corridor in the outer circle. The ancients did consider sun protection.
There are stone steps and a path in the middle.
Thinking back to those stories about house fights, here, the aunts and the like have a chance to run into the master of the house, but it's a little awkward. Although it's big, it's not so big that you can't see people clearly and you can hide from cats.
This should be where the women live. Outsiders are not allowed to come in, because only maids can bring people in.
The two officials and their followers stopped outside.
Looking at the bedrooms one by one, the biggest feeling is that the bed is so big.
One bed may be bigger than one of her modern bedrooms.
There is a storage cabinet and a curtain inside the bed. It seems that you can also set up a table to eat inside. It feels like you can open a tunnel under the bed and hide a few people.
The bedroom also has an outer room, but it is a long one, and the structure is not as comfortable as the house in Kaner Village.
But the windows, carved wooden pillars and walls here all have a sense of history and wealth.
In comparison, the houses in Kaner Village are probably simply decorated, while this one is a luxuriously decorated house.
Jiang Mianmian took a look and saw that there were eight paintings carved on the windows in the bedroom, including rabbits, birds, mice, flowers and plants...
The doors are also in rows, with carvings on them. They can be opened fully, and the whole house can be opened, or a door can be opened.
The door panels look very thick.
She deliberately looked at the cloth in the middle of the carved doors and windows. Jiang Mianmian poked it with her hand, and it seemed that it was not easy to poke in, and it would not be poked open all at once, otherwise it would be too insecure.
There is actually another yard behind this yard, which is deeper.
There is a large racecourse in this yard, with green grass, and a small hill with a pavilion on the hill.
This location is awesome.
It is very advantageous to look elsewhere from a high place, and you can see everything at a glance.
It also serves as a safe lookout.
It was getting dark, so they didn't climb up.
The lanterns in this house were lit up one by one.
It was very touching to watch the maids standing on tiptoe and hanging lanterns with forks.
Even the oil lamps and other things consumed should be a huge expense.
Jiang Mianmian felt a little empty. With the salary of her father, the Sima Jiang, could he afford such a big house and so many servants?
Living in such a house, as soon as you enter the door, you can see with your naked eyes that there are more maids and servants than their own family members. If
the other party wants to rebel, will they be killed by the servants?
Jiang Mianmian has never hired anyone,
so she is still a little uneasy. How did people in ancient times hire more servants than their own family members?
But looking at the efficient commander of her aunt, it seems that it should not be a big problem.
After a rough tour,
it was already evening.
The two officials said they would hold a banquet to welcome them.
Jiang Changtian waved his hand and said, "You are new here, please take a rest first. I will host you tomorrow."
The two officials did not dare to force Jiang Sima to attend the banquet, and said repeatedly, "Of course, of course, then Lord Jiang, please have a good rest. If you have any problems, please send someone to call me at any time. I live in the house at the intersection of this street."
The officials and followers left.
The door of Jiang's house closed slowly.
Lanterns lit up one by one.
Jiang Mianmian looked at the lanterns, which were like stars in the sky, twinkling and shining.
She took a deep breath.
The wind in the city was hotter than that in Kaner Village.
There was no haze, but there was a bit more smoke in the air.
On the street outside the yard, someone was making soup, and the smell drifted in.
Starting today, we will settle down in the capital city.
Today, Mianmian has gone from being the hungry daughter of the refugee Jiang Er to the daughter of the Jiang Sima family.
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