Chapter 795

These things cost tens of taels of silver.

There is nothing in the Cao family. It's impossible to be rare. Besides, it's not my sister's fault. It's just an excuse to visit Mr. Cao.

"It looks good on the outside, just take it!" Jun Zilin looks at Xiao die holding two big gift boxes. For a moment, she feels distressed, so she asks her second brother to find a strong yamen servant and go with her.

When Cao's family heard that Mr. Zheng had come, they immediately went to report it.

When master Cao heard about this, he was particularly disgusted with Mr. Zheng, especially miss Jun.

Wave to get the servants to drive them out.

The so-called people do not fight with officials, but they are not ordinary people. How can they bully Cao Rusen like this and almost kill him!

Housekeeper Gongsun suggested that we should consult the eldest son to see what he meant.

"Well, anyway, I don't see them. Ask Yi'er about it! " Cao rushen shakes his sleeve and goes away. It's pure to be out of sight.

When Cao Pengyi heard about it, he, like his father, refused to let the family name Jun in Xiaofu on the spot.

"Eldest son, although Miss Jun came here to visit, it may be related to the Ruan yu'er case. Therefore, it's better to let them in."

Not listening to the housekeeper Gongsun's words, Cao Pengyi glared back angrily: "Ruan yu'er's death has nothing to do with my eldest son. Do I have to find a murderer for that dead bitch? What a ghost

"If you want peace, you'd better find the real murderer. In this way, the Cao family will also have peace. People outside will not chew their tongue. They think it's the eldest son who laid hands on Ruan yu'er. Besides, people died in Cao's family. "

After the words of housekeeper Gongsun, Cao Pengyi was finally persuaded to let the Zheng brothers and sisters into the house.

Jun Zilin and her husband waited outside for a long time before they were able to enter the mansion. This is a big deal.

However, seeing that Cao Pengyi is half dead, Jun Zilin thinks it can be even.

Entering the courtyard of Mr. Cao is like entering a huge luxury garden. There are many pavilions here. Stepping on the stage and leaning on the orchid, you can see the beautiful shadow from afar.

Wide house, big window, cornice and carved beam. Where I have passed, I can only see the water scenery and the flowers that do not wither in the four seasons.

The house outside is a bit wider than that here.

When Zheng brothers and sisters stop here, they feel confused and confused. They don't know where to go. Where to go is the residence of Mr. Cao.

"Ladies and gentlemen, please follow me here." There was no ups and downs of the cold tone of housekeeper Gongsun.

Zheng Puyi nodded, "excuse me."

No one leads the way. In this kind of place, I'm afraid they can't find their real destination even if they walk for a day.

At the moment, they followed the housekeeper Gongsun and set foot on a slightly open goose stone road. With the slightly wet moss under his feet, it seems that even the air is wet. On the road

planted strong Wutong trees on both sides, and the broad leaves covered the ground with thick green leaves, and the wind was cool in the trees.

In front of the broad green a turn, is a row of locust trees, as if dancing their branches in welcoming visitors, green leaves also with the wind waves, looks very beautiful.

Unexpectedly, this is where Cao Pengyi lives.

Jun Zilin see these green, feel that the owner of this house, should be a poem belly peerless talent. It's a pity that Cao Pengyi's ferocious character, stinking of copper and stinky personality are really not worthy of this house.

Without waiting for the end of thoughts, the cobblestone road in front of us is over. When I walk on the clean ground paved with green bricks, I hear the faint sound of the stream. In the twinkling of an eye, I can see that the bank is in front of me, but I can see the weeping willows fluttering with the wind, as if a beautiful woman is washing by the river with long green silk.

After another section of the road, you can clearly see a row of green bamboo, with the wind blowing, bamboo leaves Shua Shua sound.

Accompanied by a row of huts behind the bamboo forest.

That kind of feeling, as if just from the prosperous world scenery, suddenly into the farmhouse family, is another state of mind and taste!

Especially through the thatched cottage, the stream is clear and cool. Especially in summer, people can't put it down. They can't help playing with the stream.

Jun Zilin sighs quietly. When she comes here, she really doesn't want to go home.

I feel that the construction is more extravagant and grand than the palace.

In such a place, there is no one else to live in. There is only one young master Cao. He has this environment on his own.

Inexplicable Jun Zilin a little envious of him, such wealth, such character. Is there a word called "being rich is not benevolent".

Next to him, Zheng Puyi was also looking at the landscape, and he was also envious. How about being an official? You still can't afford such a house.

Well, it's better to be rich.

On second thought, he quickly abandoned this kind of thinking and turned back to his mind.

"You two, go along this corridor until you come to the end, where the eldest son lives."Said Butler Gongsun, leading the way.

In fact, there are other ways to the residence of the eldest son.

It's just that they come on foot. There's no need to choose that road.

Cao Pengyi's whole body is covered with cloth, and there are few good skin spots on his body. And he thought that he was born romantic, so he could not see anyone. So he ordered the doctor to treat his skin until there was no defect.

So there were more than 30 or 40 servants in charge of all kinds of food in the room, as well as the little maids who were responsible for supporting the eldest son, wiping medicine, arranging clothes, folding beds and so on.

Although there are many people in the room, it doesn't seem crowded. Moreover, Mr. Cao is always strict, and no one dares to make any noise in the room.

When Jun Zilin and others came in, they found that the display in the room was simple and low-key, but with a sense of luxury.

But when I look up, I can see that the painting is made of thick nanmu.

That's a picture of distant mountains.

But the mountains in the picture overlap, and the waves reach far away.

At first glance, it seems to be in the mountains, with unique composition and craftsmanship.

After walking two steps forward, I feel that the huge stones in the painting seem to be around me, layer upon layer, and in the mist half cage. When I look up again, I only feel that the top of the mountain is dangerous, abrupt and innocent. With the stone blue sky, the mountains stretch further away. It is more appropriate to say that there are mountains outside the mountain.

The last part of the mountain is hidden in a haze. In the mountains, there is a long and narrow mountain road, which is dotted with a sense of being on the scene.

There are many trees in the mountain, which makes Jun Zilin think that the various woods and streams when she came here are in harmony with the painting in front of her. It seems that the garden imitated by this painting is the real situation of oneself.

The gurgling stream, all kinds of trees, all show.

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