Chapter 1108: Weird house

When she saw my expression, Cai Wei was scared first. She looked up at the large mansion and looked back at me again, wondering, "Mrs., what's wrong?"
"..."
I still stared at the Zhu Qi door with wide eyes, speechless.
The house in front of him, like the houses of dignitaries around him, had Zhuqi gates, red brick and blue tiles, and the stone lions on both sides were magnificent. The gray walls lined up looked extraordinary.
However, I remember that this was not the case here many years ago.
Back then, the red wall was soaring, and behind the high fence was a large red cloud. It was a brilliant red plum blossom. I even remember the time when the snow fell and the snowflakes fell on my face, soaked in ice. It feels that against the background of Bai Xue, Hongmei is becoming more and more gorgeous, and against the background of plum blossoms, Bai Xue also becomes more transparent.
But in the end, all the red plums turned into a blaze, burning half of the sky, and a "prince" at the time fell into it, which also caused Huang Tianba to bear a sense of guilt that he could not get rid of all his life.
That's Omebei Garden.
And the house in front of him--
Although Liu Qinghan said that he was going to send me this house, when it was near Tongquetai, I had a little palpitations, but I did n’t really want to go to Qingmei Bieyuan, and I have been away from Beijing for many years. As I went along this way, the surrounding scenery changed somewhat, so I didn't notice that I was walking in the footsteps of the past and slowly walking back to the deepest place of memory, the hurt place.
This house was actually built on the original Qingmei Beiyuan!
For a moment, I seemed to be in a nightmare. Those things that happened that night were like a black hand suddenly stuck out of my memory, choking my throat, and almost choking me.
I didn't know how long it took before I slowly recovered a little consciousness. I felt that Cai Wei was holding my arm and looked at me worriedly: "Mrs., what's wrong with you? Your face became ugly all of a sudden."
"..."
I didn't speak, just glanced at the house again, then shook my head.
At this time, I woke up a little bit-everything in that year has passed. Even if it is deep and terrible nightmare, there will be a day of waking up. Even now, I am standing in this place, but everything is Different, I'm different too.
just……
I looked at the magnificent Zhu Qi door in front of me, and frowned slightly.
In that year, several princes captured the emperor, and Pei Yuanchen was killed. Qingmei Bieyuan was burned to death. Chang Mingzong's influence in Beijing was completely known to Pei Yuanzhang, including this house. All the people withdrew from the capital, and even Yao Lao left, apparently it became a land without a master. It has been more than ten years since then. Although there will be no vicissitudes of life, changes in the world are also inevitable. I am afraid that this place has also experienced many storms.
I never imagined that this Qingmei Bieyuan, or this house, would eventually become Liu Qinghan's private house.
It can be seen that this world event is unexpected.
I stood quietly at the door, looking at the plaque on it, the big word "Liu Fu", but for some reason I saw a little loneliness.
I don't know if it is my illusion. This house seems really quiet. Although there is no other place in this street, it is extraordinarily quiet. There is almost no voice in the house. It blows, curls leaves on the ground, and makes a rustling sound.
So quiet.
The driver stopped the car and put his whip behind his waist, and then came over: "Madam, is this place?"
"It's here."
"The little one went up to the door."
"Well, you go."
Cai Wei helped me up the steps and stood aside, the driver walked over and patted the door a few times: "Open the door!"
The copper ring on the door was polished very brightly. As the driver patted the door vigorously, the door panels on both sides trembled slightly. The copper ring also swayed, hitting the door panel together, making a dingling sound, in such a quiet wind In the ground, it spreads far.
A footstep sounded.
Listening to the sound of removing the latch from the ear, a few of us were invigorated, and we heard a long and dull hissing sound, and the tall and heavy Zhu Qi door slowly opened.
A head came out of it.
"Who are you looking for?"
I took a closer look. This was an old man with a wrinkled face, looking lean and capable, but with white hair and fluffy hair. With such a probe, it looked like a dandelion. When he arrived, he couldn't help but whispered a laugh, obviously, he felt the same way.
The driver was mean, and when he saw an old man coming out, he said in a hurry and respectfully: "Lao, disturbed. This is Miss Yan, she is here to take over the house."
"Miss Yan?"
When the old man heard it, he hurried up and revived, turning his head to look at me: "You are--"
I nodded with a smile, Cai Wei busy said, "I'm tired of your old man."
The old man hurried out of the high threshold and saluted me, saying, "Miss Yan, the owner has passed on the letter, saying that there is a Miss Yan who is coming here to let the old slaves take good care. Just now, snubbing. "
I smiled and wanted to come to this gatekeeper "Lao Zhu", which Liu Qinghan said, and said that he was a loyal elder. I said, "You are Lao Zhu, has Mr. Liu already written to you?"
"Yes. A letter from the owner came a few days ago and explained it." He slumped and said respectfully, "However, please also ask Miss Yan to show the owner's letter paper to the old slave again."
It seems that this old Zhu is a cautious person, but after all, the house is not a trivial matter. Moreover, Liu Qinghan passed on the book to him. I do n’t know what was written in the letter, but seeing Liu Qinghan ’s current status It is very difficult to have a chance to return to Beijing. This house is almost given to me. As a gatekeeper, he is not overly cautious.
So, I found the letter with a little body temperature in my arms, and let Cai Wei hand it to Lao Zhu.
Lao Zhu pleaded guilty, opened the letter, took a look at it, and took a look at Liu Qinghan's account at the end of the letter. As soon as it was determined that he had written it, he immediately put away the stationery: "Miss, it's rude . "
After speaking, I turned around and opened the door, and made a "Please" gesture to us.
I took Cai Wei in, and after the driver carried the contents of the car down and entered the gate, Lao Zhu guided the way and drove the carriage to the side door.
The first thing we felt when we walked in was a cool breeze.
This house, as Liu Qinghan said, is three in and three out. It is very spacious. When you enter the door, you first see a large pond. In the middle of the pond is a rocky rockery with springs flowing in it. As the water leaked, the pool water continued to make ripples and rippling.
Under the walls on both sides, various kinds of bamboos, such as laurel, light, and Xiangfei, are planted, and the clumps of green leaves are immortal in winter, so that this cold winter has a little more vitality; moreover, the bamboo shaking with the wind The leaves formed a thick cloud of blue clouds, which obscured the distant scenery, looming in the wind.
In this way, there is a block of rockery at the door, and bamboo leaves surrounding it, covering the entire yard, so that all the scenery can not be seen immediately upon entering the door. This arrangement is quite interesting. There is also a mound in the chest.
only--
In the garden, in addition to the sound of the flowing water of the spring, the sound of the wind blowing through the bamboo leaves on both sides, there was no trace of human voice.
Inside, it's quieter than outside.
It wasn't just me. Even Cai Wei felt it. She supported my arm and shrank her shoulders. She whispered, "How long haven't you lived in this house? How can I feel that it's not popular?"
I glared at her so that she didn't talk nonsense, and then. After Lao Zhu took care of the outside and closed the door, he hurried to come and serve. I saw that he was in a good spirit, but with a slight slump in his back, he smiled and said, "The old man is here to guard the house. Juvenile months. "
He smiled: "Old slaves are doing this for a living, and they are not clear."
"Well, Master Liu-after Mr. Liu's accident, has anyone come to take over this house?"
"Not at all. This house is the private house of the homeowner. When the homeowner was still in Beijing, there were very few guests coming to the door. After the homeowner left, it was even more deserted."
No wonder, it's not very popular.
I smiled and said, "I am afraid that the old man also knew that Mr. Liu had committed a crime. He almost chopped the emperor in Yangzhou. Why did the old man stay here and not leave?"
Lao Zhu shook his head: "The master is not guilty, that's the homeowner's job. Lao Zhu is a janitor, just doing this business and doing it well."
I smiled slightly.
No matter what, as Liu Qinghan said, he is really a loyal old man.
He accompanied us to walk slowly in. I walked along the path in the bamboo forest and looked at the scenery on both sides. The scenery is indeed good. As the owner ’s mood, I feel the coldness and loneliness here more and more. I thought about it and asked, "Old man, listen to Mr. Liu, you are the family here to guard the house, why now only see you alone?"
"They, they're all gone."
"Why?"
His face froze a bit, as if there was something inexplicable. I gave him a subconscious glance, but Lao Zhu gave a smirk, and mixed up in the past.
I vaguely feel something wrong.
However, although it is deserted here, no one visits all the year round, Lao Zhu did his due diligence, cleaned the floor, and all the rooms were neatly arranged. I stayed in the host ’s room, although it was deserted. But the corners were clean, the bedding was soft, and there was no trace of musty.
In the evening, Cai Wei came in holding the incense burner and served me to sleep.
While breaking my hair bun, she looked outside thoughtfully, and I asked, "What's wrong?"
Cai Wei paused and said gently, "Ma'am, do you think this house is a bit wrong?"
"Not right? Why not?"
"..." She pursed her lips, as if it was hard to say, I looked back at her, and Cai Wei leaned down and said gently in my ear: "Just now, when I came over with the incense burner, Guess what I saw that old Zhu doing outside? "