The Three Masters in Brocade Clothes of Daming Gate

After passing Guanyin Lane and turning two more alleys, an old man with a gray beard in his fifties was waving at Ligu frequently in front of a courtyard gate.

"Uncle Li!" Li Gu introduced Lan Xishu and the house respectfully: "This is my benefactor, he came to see the house in a hurry."

Uncle Li saw Lan Xishu and the style of the house's clothes, not to mention the other two batches of tall horses, which are not affordable for ordinary people. He thought Li Gu was exaggerating, but he didn't expect to feel that Li Gu really met her when they met. Your Excellency.

"Old Litou greeted the two nobles."

"Uncle Li, you're welcome!" Lan Xishu smiled slightly, looking at the inconspicuous courtyard in front of him, hey!It's too shabby and petty, but Ligu didn't know the truth, and went to save money, Lan Xishu couldn't say anything, and then thought, so he was good, away from the bustling, but hidden.

The house dragged Ying'er up a flight of steps, the gate of the small courtyard was piled with stones, but it looked solid.

"Don't be disgusted, my lord. My elder brother has gone back to the countryside and entrusted me to rent this house. Although it is not a noble mansion, it is clean and tidy." Seeing that Lan Xishu spoke politely, the old man frowned, afraid The customer was disgusted and insisted on introducing, but it was Li Gu who caught Li Bo's eyes and didn't dare to talk too much. This kind of house was something she had never dreamed of all her life.

Squeak!

The other half door of the house was pushed open, Ying'er ran in first, Ligu wanted to shout, but didn't dare to shout, followed Lan Xishu into the courtyard next to Uncle Li.

It’s really an ordinary dwelling, with low doors and low households. It’s not a wing room but an open top where sundries are piled up. The main room has four rooms. Cannas, red and yellow are blooming beautifully. What makes this small courtyard angry is the clusters of Xiangfei bamboos planted in the small courtyard. The clusters of round tabletops are surrounded by neatly sized bamboos. The stones are half-buried in the soil, and there are as many as six clumps in the small courtyard. The way of planting the clumps of bamboo in this way is special, and those clumps of bamboo are also very stylish. Lan Xishu likes it a little bit, the house Interested in the canna in front of the window, he chirped with Ying'er but didn't know what to say.

Li Gu and Li Bo exchanged glances, feeling relieved.

The tables, chairs, benches and living utensils in the house are practical, and the beds are clean.

"That's it! As for money, Gu Li can do whatever she wants!" Lan Xishu casually pulled out a few treasured banknotes from his bosom, one of which was a large-denomination hundred-column banknote. The ten households were also sent away.

"This..... I have it. Engong gave it to me yesterday..." Li Gu didn't dare to take it.

"Today is today!" The house was taken and stuffed into Gu Li's hands: "My brother and I don't like to worry, this is our temporary home, Gu Li, we will have to worry more in the future."

Uncle Li's eyes straightened.

"Yeah!" Li Gu responded to the excitement of being trusted, which made her even more embarrassed, she waved her hand to greet Ying'er: "Ying'er! Go and tidy up the wing!"

"Can we build a bed?" Ying'er turned her eyes from the old painting of fighting crickets.

"It should work! A lot of planks have been piled up." Uncle Li liked Ying'er very much: "I'll build it for you!"

"Why!" The house and Lan Xishu were also interested in the vivid picture of crickets, the house frowned and puffed out its mouth beautifully: "Why build a bed if you have a house!"

Lan Xishu pulled up his robe and sat on the chair: "Don't bother, Xiwu will tidy up enough for you and Ying'er, and I will make room for Ma in the shed later, there is not so much to go!"

Lan Xishu was concise and clear and didn't want to be long-winded. Li Gu blessed her happily and hurried out.

The west room is the one to the west of the main room, with a single door facing the courtyard. Lan Xishu didn't want anyone to disturb himself and the house. When he entered the courtyard, he first observed the structure of the main room. The three-room hall is perfect for yourself and the house.

For Li Gu, there are maids and old ladies from well-behaved families who live in the main house, and living in a firewood house is a hundred times better than living in a wupeng boat cavity.

"The walls are very strong! I like these bamboos!" The house stood next to Lan Xishu and looked at the clear stone path in the middle of the bamboo bushes. Li Gu and Ying'er were busy working, and the sound of the claret horse snorting was very pleasant.

The starting point of the house is the same as that of Lan Xishu, it is very convenient to move around at night.

With the help of Uncle Li, the stables were quickly cleaned up, and a lot of horse feed was bought, and Uncle Li was sent away. Lan Xishu called Ligu to stop and told her not to do anything else recently. The key point was to use all her connections Inquiring about what he ordered, Lan Xishu suddenly remembered something, and told Ligu to pay attention to the Helou brothel, which had suddenly stopped doing business for the past few days and closed its doors to thank customers. As for the background of the owner behind it, the more detailed the better.

During the day, Lan Xishu had to endure what he could do during the day, no matter how anxious he was, since Gu Li was gone, the biggest focus was on Guo Yunda.

The sky was half cloudy and half clear, the rays of the sun shone through the gaps in the clouds, the smoke was everywhere, and the sound of hawkers on the street was walking through the streets.

Lan Xishu felt worried about leaving Ying'er alone in the courtyard, so he discussed with the house to take Ying'er to visit Aunt Feng first.

A large part of the west city of Nanjing is a military household area. Mouse’s home is on Miaoqian Street on the edge of this large military household area. A small temple of Guanyin was relocated and rebuilt and moved away from here, but people still like to call it Miaoqian Street. I believe it. The blessing site of Guanyin Empress is still there.

Zhang Dashan’s blacksmith shop on Miaoqian Street is still there, and the business seems to be in decline. The lame Zhang Dashan and his son are fiddling with the fire. The three open-top rooms are full of ironware and scraps. There were ready-made kitchen knives, iron hooks, hatchets and so on. The house really wanted to go up to say hello, but was stopped by Lan Xishu. Zhang Dashan had drooping eyelids on his shiny face, and looked back at Lan Xishu. The three of Xishu glanced at each other, but the young man had changed so much in three years that he didn't recognize him at all. Lan Xishu felt that seeing each other would be better than not seeing each other. After all, he had a special mission and it was inconvenient to make it public.

The mouse’s house is next to the blacksmith’s shop, the first house in the alley is the one, the steps at the corner are very familiar, step on the corner of the house, show Lan Xishu, those memories are very warm and far away, the door is the original color of pagoda tree wood, and the door is opened in the middle A piece of wood was missing at the door, and it was replaced with a one-foot-square iron sheet. It can be seen that it is Zhang Dashan's handicraft, which is not in memory, and there are not many changes.

The door was ajar, and the house called Aunt Feng but no one answered, Aunt Feng didn't sleep late in five winters and six summers, and was very diligent when she was old.There was an old well in the courtyard with a wooden barrel tilted on the bluestone slab, the doors and windows of the main rooms of the five corridors were open, and an old beaded curtain was hung, motionless.

The house called Aunt Feng again, this time it was louder, Aunt Feng who is not deaf and blind should be able to hear.

"What did Aunt Feng do when she left home this early in the morning?" Sitting down on the edge of the bluestone well, she turned her head and looked into the well.

"Who are you?" As soon as the door slammed, Aunt Feng was crossing the threshold with a bamboo basket on her shoulders. Her gray hair was pulled into a bun at the back of her head, her forehead was embroidered with blue flowers, her thin face had clear wrinkles, and she was wearing an apron. Making Aunt Feng look very agile, Lan Xishu and the house called Aunt Feng together, Aunt Feng was taken aback for a moment, and recognized Lan Xishu and the house, and the creases on her old face suddenly bloomed like flowers.

"Third Young Master's house! Ouch! I still look like a golden boy and jade girl who fell down somewhere!"

"Aunt Feng! Why did you go?" The house acted like a baby, took the bamboo basket from Aunt Feng's arm, lifted the blue cloth sweat towel, and half of the basket was full of red eggs.

"You still deliver babies!" Lan Xishu felt a little embarrassed being dragged by Aunt Feng.

Aunt Feng is a stable woman, and almost all the young people in the next few streets were brought into this world by her.

"The hundreds of people in the neighborhood are embarrassed not to go, and the rats have written me not to let me do it. I am afraid that there will be a mistake when I go out in the middle of the night, but I am used to it and can't take it easy."