The food in Huangfu is very delicious.

Everyone ate a lot more than the previous few days.

After using the meal, Yu Qian and others sued for guilt and withdrew and went to rest. Only Zhu Zhanji and Cen Ke were left in the main house.

Since that night, the two of them have not had much intimate contact due to the rushing journey.

And at this time, it is always time to have enough wine and eat.

Think about food and clothing, hunger and cold arouse the thief.

Humans cannot control the desire to sleep after filling their stomachs.

When the movement outside the house gradually became smaller, the two looked at each other and silently looked at the open inner room not far away.

The big bed of carved pineapple and green dotted green, and two tulle bead curtains were vaguely separating a small space.

...

Until after noon, the sun sets westward.

Only after lunch break did the people slowly wake up from each other's embrace.

Bang bang bang bang.

The door of the main house in the courtyard was knocked.

"Young Master, Mr. Huang is back home." Zhu Xiu's voice came from outside into the room.

Zhu Zhanji's throat made a lazy sound. He pulled out his arm from Cen Ke's neck, stood up, put away his spear, tidied up some of his clothes and pants, and put on a coat hanging on the corner of the bed.

Cen Ke had a little blush on his face, tightened his light white transparent gown, walked to Zhu Zhanji, and carefully tidied his clothes.

"I have a rare rest all the way, so I'll have a rest. I'll have a long talk tonight." Zhu Zhanji's mouth gently pecked Cen Ke's forehead.

This made Cen Ke blush and his body almost softened again.

The woman's shyness caused Zhu Zhanji to feel warm again and he couldn't help but lower his head.

Stay for a long time and have a cup of tea.

Zhu Zhanji raised his head again, his face full of smugness and satisfaction, his eyes were filled with smiles, and his tongue gently licked his lips and teeth.

Cen Ke's eyes were completely filled with water, and his whole body was about to drip out of water, and his body became completely soft. When Zhu Zhanji let go of her, he gently collapsed on the rosewood bed behind him, his limbs tightly clamped together, and his body curled up slightly.

A Ming-style wet kiss with the highest coefficient of zero point seven difficulty.

Zhu Zhanji straightened his chest: "Tonight, the two armies faced each other, and the guns came out like dragons, and I will definitely teach you to flow thousands of miles away!"

Zhu Zhanji slapped his hands and sang opera, dancing with his eyebrows and came out lightly.

On the pineapple bed, Cen Ke clamped his hands under his belly, his face flushed and seductive.

...

The door was gently opened and closed.

Outside the main house, Yu Qian and others who had been waiting for a long time, looked straight and watched the grandson walk out of the house.

Yu Qian leaned forward, looked quietly outside the courtyard, and pressed a voice: "The Fourth Master Huang is back. As soon as he comes back, Manager Huang goes to say that I am waiting here. The Fourth Master Huang doesn't rest and wants to invite us over."

Zhu Xiu whispered from the side: "I heard from the people of the mansion that the Fourth Master Huang from the mansion went to Songjiang Prefecture City to send 10,000 taels of silver to prevent Japanese pirates and help the people."

The original number of gentry is returned, and the people are divided into three or seven?

Zhu Zhanji started from the worst perspective and thought and judged in his heart.

Yu Qian said: "Whether good or bad, we'll see it first. The Jinyiwei in the secret should be lurking in a hidden place outside the town at this time."

"Have you brought the signal flare?" Zhu Zhanji nodded and asked.

Zhu Xiu raised his eyebrows and patted the base of his thighs. A long raised round strip appeared: "It has been prepared for a long time. If something happens, it will be sent out. In a cup of tea, our hands can support it."

Seeing that everything was arranged, Zhu Zhanji stopped hesitating and walked out of the yard with everyone.

After leaving the yard, Manager Huang was standing outside in the narrow aisle waiting.

When Manager Huang saw Zhu Zhanji come out, he immediately smiled enthusiastically: "Young master is out. My master has just returned. When he heard that several young masters came to the humble house, he was ecstatic and asked me to come and invite him before he could sit down."

Zhu Zhanji complimented: "The master of the noble family is so kind, so I want me to feel ashamed later."

Manager Huang waved his hand: "My master likes to talk to scholars like the young masters the most. The young master must not know that now, most of the money and food in our Songjiang Prefecture School is paid by my master."

It's donation and funding.

This Mr. Huang is truly a great charity in ten generations.

But the more this happens, the less Zhu Zhanji believes.

He smiled and stopped talking.

Manager Huang didn't say much, walked ahead and took his own way.

It was not until this time that Zhu Zhanji had time to carefully observe the creation of the Huang Mansion.

As Zhu Xiu and others said, the construction of this mansion was everywhere to defend against the enemy's attacks.

The narrow and long aisle can only allow two people to walk side by side at most. If they are wearing armor or holding weapons, they can only allow one person to pass through.

Just arrange shields and spears in another aisle when the enemy attacks, so that the enemy can be stopped steadily, and countless casualties will be required to break through the encirclement.

On both sides of the aisle, there are many windows open.

Although it is a window, it is particularly narrow, one foot long and wide, or one foot in diameter, which obviously cannot accommodate an adult crossing. However, from behind both sides, swords and spears can be stabbed in.

Under the leadership of Manager Huang, everyone walked through many courtyards.

All courtyard gates are made of thick and sturdy wood, which is made very small and narrow like the Huangfu gate, and is still to block the enemy's attack speed.

It was not until he passed through a slightly larger courtyard gate and bypassed a thick and tall screen wall that Zhu Zhanji and others suddenly became clear.

Looking inside, it is obviously the main hall of the Huang Mansion.

Under the thick corridor columns, there are three rows of houses.

In the middle, the house facing north and south, the twelve-screen wooden doors are all open, and on the wall in the middle of the main hall, there is a huge statue of ancestors hanging high, with Huangfu Xunshi hanging on both sides.

On the main side, there was a man who was six feet tall, with wide shoulders and a yellow complexion, about the early thirties. He was wearing a dark blue Confucian uniform and was a little worn, but was washed very clean. He was putting his hands in the basin held by the maid.

Hearing the footsteps coming from the yard, the man turned his head with a smile and visited him.

When I saw that it was the manager of the mansion and brought several young people.

The man's face smiled even more, and he quickly raised his hand from the basin, shook it a few times in the air to shake off the water droplets on his hands, and then wiped it around his waist with his hands on his back.

And the man's heroic and magnetic voice had already been heard: "A few are the husbands who want to go back to Qiantang? Come in quickly and taste the tea bought from Qiantang this year, and see how the hometown of several husbands is."

My husband, in the former Song Dynasty, was the central prime minister.

Used here is naturally to show enthusiasm and attention.

While talking, the man had already begun to greet the servants beside him and cook tea for his young guests.

Manager Huang, who brought Zhu Zhanji and others, introduced slightly: "Several young men, this is my master."

Zhu Zhanji and others did not make false statements anymore, so they quickly raised their hands and fists, and walked into the Huangfu main hall while bowing.

"Mr. Huang just returned home and invited me warmly. We are very grateful for our later years."

Zhu Zhanji responded and took Yu Qian to the main hall. Zhu Xiu and Sun Shi stayed under the front porch of the main hall.

Perhaps because he felt that his hands were wiped dry, Master Huang also quickly came up, grabbed Zhu Zhanji's arm, shook his head repeatedly, "This husband must be humble. If you don't mind, you will have a chat with each other since you are young and old. Call me Brother Huang, and I will be shameless for you and call you Brother."

Zhu Zhanji hasn't answered yet.

Yu Qian, who was standing beside him, had a burst of complaints in his heart.

Brother Huang?

No matter how you hear it, why do you seem to ask the grandson to call this brother Huang Si.

Zhu Zhanji's face turned slightly: "Brother, how dare you not follow me?"

Seeing Zhu Zhanji agreeing, Master Huang immediately laughed loudly, looking particularly happy, and hurriedly pulled Zhu Zhanji into it.

Everyone sat down, and the servants of the Huang Mansion also brought the tea.

Master Huang Si held the teacup and gently sniffed the fragrance of tea that floated out of the teacup: "Two brothers, try it."

Zhu Zhanji didn't understand tea, so he endured the heat and drank it.

Yu Qian saw that Taisun spoke in a short voice. He first sniffed it, then took a sip and let out a long breath: "The fragrance of tea lasts for a long time, and the sweetness and bitterness are suitable, which reminds people of the beautiful scenery of West Lake..."

This is a very high evaluation.

It's far from just tasting tea.

Master Huang was naturally very happy when he heard this. He put down the teacup, looked at Zhu Zhanji and Yu Qian, and asked, "I still don't know which family of the two virtuous brothers are from Qiantang? If you have the chance, I will definitely go to the mansion and visit the mansion's relatives."

Zhu Zhanji glanced at Yu Qian.

Yu Qian took over the conversation: "Brother, you are polite. My family is Yu from Qiantang, and this is my cousin."

Obviously, when hearing the Yu family in Qiantang, Huang Siye's eyes hopped slightly.
To be continued...