Dugu Lanxi invited Hua Fushu to visit the General's Mansion, and Hua Fushu readily agreed.
The two of them walked out of Rongliyuan while chatting and laughing.
Each courtyard in the General's Mansion has its own characteristics.
Feiyuan is the largest and most beautiful courtyard in the mansion, and the most beautiful thing is the blooming red hibiscus.
Rongliyuan is second best. It is said that the pear blossoms in the courtyard were planted by Ye Shiheng himself. Every spring when the pear blossoms are in full bloom, the fragrance is as fresh as snow.
Fengquexuan is the bedroom of Gudu Lanxi. Although it is not big, the view is pretty good.
The painted building is the boudoir of Ruhuan, a girl from the Ye family.
The Painting Building is an independent attic with carved fans and glazed tiles, which is exquisite.
Dugu Lanxi said, "The Painting Tower was built by the old master specifically for Ruhuan. Ruhuan is the only daughter of the Ye family, and the old master loves her very much."
Hua Fushu exclaimed in amazement, saying that the designer of this pavilion must be a master and the wood used in its construction was also precious wood.
"I wish I had a grandfather who loved me so much."
At the carved window, a young girl was leaning against the railing and looking into the distance. Dugu Lanxi called out to her when she saw her, and the girl looked over.
Hua Fushu was also looking at the girl upstairs. The girl was wearing a long yellow skirt, a plain white top, a small yellow flower in her side bun, and bangs hanging down in front of her forehead. She looked charming and had the feeling of a beauty who had just grown up.
Hua Fushu probably guessed the identity of the little girl. She must be the daughter that Madam Ouyang had mentioned. She waved to the girl and greeted her warmly, as if she were an acquaintance. "Sister Ruhuan."
Ruhuan glanced at Hua Fushu, her eyes full of displeasure. She snorted coldly and turned back into the house.
Dugu Lanxi said, "Don't take it to heart, Sister Fushu. Ruhuan has been spoiled by her family since she was young."
Hua Fushu was not angry but happy. She just liked looking at beautiful women. "Sister Ruhuan is really beautiful. She is as beautiful as the top courtesan at the Fairy Flower Hall."
Dugu Lanxi smiled helplessly. Fushu, the sister of the Hua family, was a little different. When she heard her mother-in-law mention that she disguised herself as a man and went to the Xianhua Club, she didn't quite believe that a girl in the boudoir would actually go to a brothel. Now she completely believed it.
Hua Fushu not only likes to appreciate beautiful scenery, but also likes to appreciate beautiful women and handsome men.
Everyone who knew her well knew that she had this hobby. Not only that, she loved to eat all kinds of delicious food. Once, her master even jokingly called her a "greedy cat."
The two of them walked around the general's mansion and it was almost noon.
Dugu Lanxi was afraid that Hua Fushu was tired, so she accompanied Hua Fushu back to Feiyuan.
When they were about to reach Feiyuan, Dugu Lanxi pointed to a courtyard and said, "This is my second brother's Penglai Residence."
Penglai Residence is adjacent to Feiyuan. Hua Fushu blames his bad luck on the year for having to live so close to Ye Zelin.
Dugu Lanxi glanced at something out of the corner of her eye, not knowing what she saw. She turned her eyes and said she was going to the kitchen to busy herself.
As soon as Dugu Lanxi left, Hua Fushu wanted to go look for Sanqiao, but saw Ye Zelin walking out of Penglai Residence.
He wore a dark green long jacket, a square-topped, footless hat, and held a book in his left hand. His scholar's clothes lacked the elegance of his blue clothes, but had a touch of scholarly elegance. His complexion did not lose its color because of his scholar's clothes.
Hua Fushu casually asked, "Second Young Master, are you going out? Are you going to the academy?"
Ye Zelin thought Hua Fushu would pretend not to see him, and he never expected that she would take the initiative to talk to him.
He was slightly startled, but his heart was as calm as water, without a ripple. He treated Hua Fushu as a passerby he met by chance, nodded in response, and said nothing more.
Hua Fushu didn't mind at all. Ye Zelin only glanced at Hua Fushu indifferently. Hua Fushu stepped aside and said, "You go first, you go first."
Ye Zelin looked back at the road ahead, holding the book in his hand, and strode out of the mansion.
Hua Fushu saw Ye Zelin walking away, so he went to look for Sanqiao.
For the next three or two days, Hua Fushu lived quite comfortably in the Ye family. Dugu Lanxi came to Feiyuan every day to ask about her well-being and show her great concern.
Hua Fushu really felt that Dugu Lanxi was like the older sister next door, gentle, considerate, attentive, mature and steady.
Hua Fushu asked Sanqiao to find out everything about Dugu Lanxi. Dugu Lanxi married into the Ye family six years ago and had a close relationship with Ye Yunlu. She was loved by her parents-in-law. Later, Madam Ouyang became a hands-off manager and handed over all the affairs of the Ye family to Dugu Lanxi. After she took charge of the household affairs of the mansion, she managed the Ye family in an orderly manner.
Hua Fushu picked up a piece of jujube and yam cake and ate it with gusto, chattering non-stop, "My eldest sister-in-law is beautiful, kind, and a good housekeeper. If my eldest brother can marry a virtuous woman like my eldest sister-in-law in the future to take care of the household and take care of my parents, I can fulfill my mission wholeheartedly. Qiao'er, after I have done what I should do, we will go and practice medicine to help the world. You continue to be my assistant. When we have had enough fun, we will open a clinic in Sunian, see a few patients every day, grow medicinal herbs, and plant flowers. Just thinking about it makes me happy..."
Hua Fushu fantasized about the future, and Sanqiao became more and more excited as she listened. After a long chatter, Hua Fushu had already eaten five or six jujube and yam cakes, while Sanqiao didn't eat a single one. It wasn't that she didn't want to eat, but she was afraid to eat. Hua Fushu looked at the plate in her hand, which only had two jujube and yam cakes left, and said, "Qiao'er, why don't you have one? I'm a little full."
Sanqiao said, "Miss, you know I don't eat sweets."
Hua Fushu said, "Eating one won't make you gain a few pounds."
Sanqiao pleaded, "Miss, please don't make it difficult for me. Once I gain weight, it's hard to lose it. I gained weight that year because I ate too many sweets. I finally lost some weight, and I don't want to gain weight again."
Hua Fushu rolled her eyes and said, "Forget it, if you don't want to eat it, I will." She ate the rest of the jujube and yam cake without leaving any foam, put down the plate, and burped loudly.
Hua Fushu sat down and crawled on the table for a while, but soon felt bored. Sanqiao brought over some books and said, "Miss, these are the books sent by Lady Dugu. Why don't you take a look at them?"
Sanqiao placed a copy of the Book of Songs in front of Hua Fushu. Hua Fushu took a look at it. Two large black characters were clearly visible on the blue paper. He suddenly felt dizzy and rubbed his forehead. With his other hand, he snatched the copy from Sanqiao's hand and threw it on the table. He said, "Qiao'er, are you looking for trouble? Don't you know that I hate reading the Four Books and Five Classics the most?"
Sanqiao didn't blame Hua Fushu for being angry. Her daughter just didn't like reading the sage books that were praised by the world.
She added: "If the girl doesn't like it, then practice calligraphy. The girl's handwriting is like chicken claws. Practicing can help kill time."
Hua Fushu said, "With someone as versatile as you here, why would I practice calligraphy? It would be useless and a waste of time."
Since she started learning to write, her father hired many teachers, including some famous calligraphers. However, the teachers all disliked her clumsy hands and poor handwriting, and left one after another. Later, she became more open-minded and decided not to write if she could avoid it.
The last marriage certificate was written by Sanqiao, whose handwriting is a million times better than hers.
Hua Fushu's eyes moved, as if she was thinking about something. Seeing this, Sanqiao said, "Miss, you are the most restless. What are you thinking about?"
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