076, Night at Prince Ding's Mansion
076, Night at Prince Ding's Mansion
He waited until the two children stopped whispering. He came over to take a look and confirmed that the two little guys were asleep. Then Lu Mingfei secretly put on his hat and took out a bag of pork jerky wrapped in oil paper.
As soon as he came out, he saw Zhao Lang still standing in the same place waiting for him.
"I'm sorry to have kept you waiting. The two little ones are sleeping with me tonight. I only dared to come out after they fell asleep." Lu Mingfei carefully glanced at the room where his parents lived as he walked over. He then handed the oil-paper bag in his hand to Zhao Lang and said in a low voice, "I said I'd bring you some pork jerky last time, but you haven't come these days, so I haven't been able to give it to you."
"This is the pork jerky we made this afternoon. I thought you might come over tonight, so I brought it back especially for you."
"Wait a minute, I'll get you a basket to put it in, so it'll be easier to carry." Realizing that it didn't look good for the young master to carry it like this, Lu Mingfei went to the tool room in the dark to get a basket, put the pork jerky wrapped in oil paper into the basket, and brought it over to the young master.
Zhao Lang looked down at the boy, who was looking up and talking, and his eyes fell on the small basket in his hand. The corners of his mouth curled up slightly. He didn't immediately reach out to take the basket, but reached out and took the boy's hand, leading him towards the door.
"Hmm?" Lu Mingfei asked the man.
However, Zhao Lang did not answer him immediately. He just reached out to open the door of their yard and took him out. Only then did he realize that his door had been opened by someone at some point.
"..." Lu Mingfei, so what exactly is the function of this door?
When he came out and saw the carriage parked at the entrance of the alley, he realized that Zhao Lang might have come to see him in a carriage every time.
"Go up." Zhao Lang said.
"Wait, the door is not closed yet." Lu Mingfei then remembered that the gate of his yard was not bolted. If a thief pushed the door open and broke into their house so late at night, wouldn't his family be in danger?
"Someone will lock him up." Zhao Lang pushed Lu Mingfei onto the carriage, and he followed behind and got in. He said to the guard driving the carriage, "Let's go."
When the guards outside heard their master let them go, they grabbed the reins and whipped the horse's butt, then controlled the horse to turn the carriage around and head out.
Hearing the sound of the carriage's wheels turning, Lu Mingfei asked the man who came to his house late at night to take him out, "Where are you taking me?"
"You'll know when you get there," Zhao Lang said.
It was not until the carriage stopped and the two men got out that Lu Mingfei looked at the spacious courtyard in front of him and the palace's steward standing there, and then he realized belatedly where Zhao Lang had brought him to in the middle of the night.
"Prince, young master." The butler who had been waiting on the side came over and saluted when he saw their prince and the eldest son of the Lu family get off the carriage.
Lu Mingfei looked at Zhao Lang and asked, "Is this your home?"
"Yeah." Zhao Lang nodded and glanced at the housekeeper.
Butler Liu understood and turned around to look back.
The groom waiting behind came forward, leading a white horse. He saluted the prince and said, "Your servant greets the prince."
When the white horse sees a familiar person, it goes up and rubs its head against its owner.
Zhao Lang reached out and touched the horse's face, then turned to look at the young man standing beside him and asked, "Do you like it?"
"Wow, it's so beautiful!" Lu Mingfei looked up at the white horse that was taller than him.
This is a snow-white horse with a long body and four long legs. Every inch of muscle on its body looks powerful. Its pair of erect ears looks a little cute. Its big eyes and long eyelashes make it look really beautiful!
Zhao Lang could tell that Lu Mingfei really liked the white horse, and he knew that the birthday present he had prepared for the young man was the right one. He said to the young man who was admiring the white horse, "This is a birthday present for you."
"Ah? A birthday present for me? This... is too expensive." Lu Mingfei looked at Zhao Lang in surprise.
He is not a person who does not know the value of things. He knows that the price of a horse is not cheap, especially a horse like this that looks good. It would cost at least several hundred taels of silver. If it is expensive, it may cost tens of thousands of taels of silver.
"No, this gift is too expensive. I can't accept it."
Zhao Lang frowned slightly, looked at the boy who rejected him, and asked, "Don't you like it?"
"No, it's not that I don't like it, it's just too expensive. I don't have to own it just because I like it. I just want to look at it." In their original era, such a horse would be equivalent to a Lamborghini. Imagine if a friend gave you a Lamborghini as a birthday present, would you easily accept such an expensive gift?
Lu Mingfei didn't know whether others would dare to accept such an expensive gift, but he himself didn't dare to accept it.
Seeing Zhao Lang frowning at him, Lu Mingfei knew that the young master was unhappy, and quickly found another reasonable excuse: "And you know, our yard is so small that there is no place to raise it. I don't know how to raise a horse. What if I kill it?"
Lu Mingfei knew that raising horses was different from raising donkeys. Horses were very delicate animals, and if you didn't know how to raise them, it would be easy for them to become sick or even die.
Donkeys are not so delicate. They can be raised casually and can also do work for the family.
Putting aside the question of whether he could raise such a delicate animal, even if he took the gift home, he would have no way of explaining to his family where the horse came from. If his parents knew that he had accepted such a valuable gift, they would definitely ask him to return the horse to the owner.
It was obvious that Zhao Lang also knew that the Lu family's yard was very small.
After thinking for a while with a frown, he said, "You can keep it here with me. If you miss it, come and see it."
"I'll teach you how to ride a horse, so you can ride it out of town later."
Zhao Lang originally wanted to say, "Wait until you learn to ride a horse, and then we can go out of the city together." However, he remembered that he couldn't leave Kyoto Prefecture or even the city without the emperor's permission, so he took back the words and changed his words.
Lu Mingfei thought about it and felt that if the horses were kept in Prince Ding's Mansion, it meant that the horses were still Zhao Lang's. He just came to see the horses when he was free and learn riding from Zhao Lang. So he readily agreed, "Okay, when I'm free and you have time too, I'll come to your house and learn riding from you." What he was thinking was that after he learned to ride a horse, he could buy a horse as a personal mount in the future.
As a man, how can you not like horses and want to ride horses, right?
Looking at such a spiritual animal, Lu Mingfei also likes it from the bottom of his heart.
Seeing that Lu Mingfei agreed to accept his gift, Zhao Lang's frown finally relaxed, and his face regained its relaxed expression. He looked at the young man who was looking up at the white horse and asked, "Do you want to touch it?"
"Is it okay?" Lu Mingfei raised his hand when he asked this question.
"Of course." Zhao Lang took Lu Mingfei's hand and touched the white horse.
The moment his hand touched the white horse, Lu Mingfei smiled. He turned to look at Zhao Lang and asked, "How old is it? Is it a stallion or a mare? Does it have a name? What's its name?"
"It's over one year old and almost two years old. It's a mare and doesn't have a name yet. Do you want to give it a name?" Zhao Lang looked at the smile on the boy's face, and the corners of his mouth curled up a little.
"Should I come and get it?" Lu Mingfei asked a little uncertainly.
"Of course, it's yours now." Zhao Lang nodded.
Lu Mingfei looked at the snow-white horse in front of him and for a moment couldn't think of a name for such a beautiful white horse. "Name it..."
"I really can't think of a good name. How about you choose it?"
"You give it a name yourself. Only after you give it a name will it recognize you as its owner." Zhao Lang said.
"Hmm?" Lu Mingfei withdrew his hand from touching the white horse, rubbed it on his chin, and a very tacky name flashed through his mind. He asked Zhao Lang: "You said it is so white, and it is a little girl. What do you think about calling it Bai Xue?" Isn't the name Bai Xue better than Xiaobai?
"Okay, then let's call it Bai Xue from now on." Zhao Lang said.
So the two of them hastily gave the white horse a very common name.
After petting the white horse a few times, Lu Mingfei discussed with Zhao Lang, "It's so late at night and it's so cold, we won't ride it now. Why don't you send someone to take it back to the stable to rest?"
"Yeah." Zhao Lang waved his hand.
The groom came forward and led the white horse away.
Although Lu Mingfei had known Zhao Lang for so many years, this was his first time visiting Prince Ding's mansion. Looking at the brightly lit house, he asked Zhao Lang, "Do you live here alone?"
"Yeah." Zhao Lang nodded.
Lu Mingfei also knew that Zhao Lang was summoned to the capital by the emperor as a hostage. His parents were not here, so Zhao Lang was the only master living in such a big house.
Thinking about Zhao Lang living alone in such a large house, if it were him, he would probably feel a little uncomfortable, mainly because of the loneliness and missing his family. He suddenly understood why Zhao Lang always came to his little nest to fight with him for the bed.
"Why don't you take me inside to take a look?" It was really cold for two people to stand outside in the cold wind so late at night.
Zhao Lang gestured to Lu Mingfei to follow him.
So Lu Mingfei followed Zhao Lang and walked towards the house with Zhao Lang.
At this time, the butler following behind asked his master, "Master, would you like the kitchen to send a table of wine and food into the house?" He had just heard from his master that today was Mr. Lu's birthday. This was also the first time their master had invited friends to his home, so they would definitely treat him to a feast of fine wine and food.
"Send it here." Zhao Lang said without turning his head.
"Okay, I'll have someone arrange it right away." The housekeeper who was following behind responded happily, then stopped and told the servant behind him to notify the kitchen to send over the dishes.
It was too late for Lu Mingfei to speak up and stop him. Author's words: Thank you Bole 9492239 (9492239) for your support, mua! To know more exciting content, please leave me a message on Liancheng Reading.
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