Chapter 9 Lan Niang Yu Niang

Author: The rain falls but I don’t dare to worry

Chapter 9 Lan Niang Yu Niang

The original site of the Yizhou Mufu of Liu Bei's General Zuo was on the site of the "Imperial Palace" where Gongsun Shu proclaimed himself emperor at the end of the Western Han Dynasty.

Therefore, compared with other prefectures and pastoral offices, Yizhou's prefectural pastoral office occupies a very large area, not only squeezing in a number of official offices, military camps, and schools, but even Liu Chan's location is where the East Palace of Prince Gongsun Shu was.

Of course, now this place is no longer called the East Palace, but the Gongzi Mansion.

After entering the Prefectural Mufu, Pang Tong went straight to the official office. Liu Chan made a lot of noise today, and there were a lot of articles in it. There are many things that can be done to contain the disloyal people and stabilize the hearts of the people of Yizhou.

Liu Chan did not rush back to the Young Master's Mansion, but went to the backyard of the Muzhou Mansion to go to Mrs. Wu to report that he was safe.

Mrs. Gan passed away due to illness last year. Regarding the medical conditions of this era, even Liu Chan, as a time traveler, could not do anything about it!

Mrs. Sun is now in Jiangdong. As for Liu Bei's other wives and concubines, their status is naturally not as good as Mrs. Wu.

It was already Xu hour, the sky was completely gloomy, the stars were all over the sky, the moonlight was shining, causing a burst of grass and insects.

"Has mother fallen asleep?"

The maid on duty at the entrance of the courtyard bowed to Liu Chan and said, "Madam has not gone to bed yet and is waiting for guests inside!"

Hospitality?

Liu Chan was stunned for a moment.

It's so late and there are still guests?

It should be noted that in this era, the pace of life is slow, and it is normal to go to bed early and get up early. Unless you are a workaholic like Zhuge Liang, no one will stay up late.

"Who is the guest?"

"Lady of the Zhang family."

A beautiful figure appeared in Liu Chan's mind.

"Then go and report that I haven't paid my respects to my mother today!"

"yes."

Not long after, the maid came out of the courtyard again, but this time, she did have someone behind her.

"Brother Zen, Brother Zen."

I saw a woman with two pigtails and a small underskirt opening her hands towards Liu Chan for a hug.

"Jade Lady."

Liu Chan held the little girl in his arms. This seven or eight-year-old little Loli was none other than Zhang Fei's youngest daughter, Zhang Peiyu.

"Is your sister in there?"

"It's Sister A who brought Yu Niang here today. Brother Chan, can you tell me a story tonight? And that preserved fruit."

Liu Chan hugged the chattering little Loli and walked inside.

In the living room of the courtyard, there is a green bamboo screen. In front of the screen are three low tables, arranged in the shape of finished products. There are deerskin cushions behind the tables. In the middle of the screen, there is a red dragon incense burner, curling up at the dragon's kiss.

Soothing blue smoke rises.

The four walls of the living room are hung with green curtains, and in the gaps there are hanging calligraphy and paintings written by Liu Bei himself.

"A child meets his mother."

After Mrs. Gan's death, Mrs. Wu undoubtedly became the royal wife, and she took charge of Liu Bei's back house.

"Sir, please get up."

Mrs. Wu put down her sewing work, made a supporting gesture towards Liu Chan, and asked the accompanying maid to welcome Liu Chan to the seat on the left.

She was dressed simply. She was not wearing Sichuan brocade, but ordinary people's coarse cloth. She had no makeup on her face and had a double-ringed snake bun on her head.

But even without makeup, simple clothes, and plump figure, the charm of a mature woman still comes out unconsciously.

"Master is out of town today?"

"yes."

Liu Chan stood up and knelt down on the deerskin cushion.

"I heard that there is danger outside the city. My son, who is rich in gold, cannot put himself in danger."

Mrs. Wu tried to be as tactful as possible.

She was not familiar with Liu Chan, but she became the mistress last year, and Liu Chan became her nominal son.

For a gradually growing heir, Mrs. Wu did not dare to speak harshly to Liu Chan.

"That's what my mother taught me."

"Forget it, let's not talk about this anymore."

Mrs. Wu continued to knit in the dim light.

"You've been here for so long and you haven't said hello to Lan Niang?"

Lan Niang was naturally the woman sitting opposite Liu Chan.

"Lanniang."

Zhang Fei's eldest daughter, Zhang Peilan, stood up and bowed to Liu Chan. Her eyes turned into crescent moons and she said with a smile: "Lanniang has met the young master."

Zhang Peilan wore a hanging bun with a beaded flower hairpin on it and tassels hanging from it. When she spoke, the tassels swayed.

The face is fair, the skin is soft and delicate, the eyebrows are long and picturesque, the eyes are shining like stars, and the whole face is delicate and beautiful.

Standing there in a simple white pleated skirt, she looked dignified, noble, quiet and elegant, like a budding hibiscus, spotless.

"There is no need for you and me to see each other." Liu Chan waved his hand to Zhang Peilan to sit down.

"Come here, ask the chef to bring some food and wine."

"No need."

Liu Chan stood up and deliberately yawned.

"It's already getting late, so I shouldn't disturb my mother. Besides, the child is tired today, so I won't stay here. I'll just take a bath and go to bed early."

"In that case, I won't keep you here anymore. Lan Niang, please see the young master off for me."

"yes."

Liu Chan stood up and walked in front, with Lan Niang slowly following behind.

After leaving the yard, Liu Chan stopped and turned to look at her.

Under the moonlight, the beautiful woman is thin and beautiful, and people can't help but want to take care of her.

"The cold spring days are gradually gone, and the weather is getting warmer."

Lan Niang felt Liu Chan's burning eyes and lowered her head slightly.

"That's me, young master."

"Have you knitted the spring clothes?" Liu Chan pointed out.

"I have sent someone to send my father's spring clothes." Lan Niang lowered her head even further, and a touch of pink gradually rose on her cheeks.

"what about me?"

"I know how to knit it for you. In fact, it's almost done." If there was still pink on the cheeks before, now it's blushing from the neck up.

"And this sachet doesn't have much flavor anymore."

Liu Chan rested the sachet on his waist, then took Zhang Peilan's hand and placed the sachet in her hand.

With their hands intertwined, Lan Niang's heart was racing and her breathing was a little quick.

"Sir, I...I want to go back."

"Send the sachet back tomorrow."

Liu Chan shook his head slightly when he saw the lady in front of him trotting back to the small courtyard as if running away.

Women of this era are still innocent!

Touching my hand and joking a few times made me feel so embarrassed.

certainly

Not all women in this era were as gentle and gentle as Lan Niang. A figure of a woman holding a spear flashed in Liu Chan's mind.

My whole body couldn't help but tremble.

When looking for a wife, it’s better to look for someone like Zhang Fei’s daughter who is gentle and beautiful, like Guan Yinping, forget it.

Returning to the Young Master's Mansion, the steward Liu Ji was hunched over with a flattering smile on his face.

"Sir, the hot water is ready, and the chef has also prepared wine and food. Look."

"The food and wine will be waived. Send him to Mr. Pang."

"promise."

Liu Ji quickly asked the maid to take care of him and take a bath.

Lying in the bathtub, a few pairs of slender and soft hands were holding towels to rub his back. The evening breeze outside was gentle and the stars in the sky were twinkling. Liu Chan squinted his eyes, thinking about the Chongwen Hall and the Wushu Hall.

Basic foundation!

He has to have power to do what he wants to do.

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