Bringing the courtyard through [delicate] lady killed like crazy

Night, quiet.

The bright moonlight flows slowly on the village at the foot of the mountain, turning the village into a dreamlike fairyland at night.

"Are you touched?" Someone walked towards him from behind on the moon.

Li Jiaojiao didn't look back. She was touched, but more than that, she felt a little overwhelmed.

She was drowsy all the way in the carriage, and only got up in a daze when Su Yue told her that Zhuangzi had arrived.

Looking from the outside, the area of ​​the manor is very large, and the area surrounded by high walls is so large that you can't see the end of it at a glance.

There are all kinds of flowers growing on the wall, colorful and particularly beautiful.

Li Jiaojiao fell in love with it at first sight. If it was so beautiful outside, wouldn’t it be even more beautiful inside?

As the main door of the manor was opened from the inside, Li Jiaojiao turned around and was stunned.

I couldn't help but step in. The moment I entered Zhuangzi, it was as if I had stepped into a door of time and space and arrived at a courtyard in another parallel world.

The first thing that caught her eye was the neatly planned fields, each one exactly the same as the small courtyard in her space, except that no crops had been planted yet.

The lake not far away, the big pear tree next to it, the pavilion in the courtyard, and in the middle was an ancient resort-like building similar to her courtyard. Looking back, there was a peach forest behind...

The people behind him were moving things to the farm, and the Lu family members in front of him had also come to greet him. Since it was already late when they arrived at the farm, they exchanged pleasantries and had dinner.

It was not until now, when everyone had gone to bed, that she came to a location halfway up the mountain with a relatively wide view and overlooked the situation in the village.

At first glance, Zhuangzi doesn't look much different from her courtyard. It's almost an enlarged version of her courtyard.

Of course, there are some differences because many modern things are not available here.

When did he arrange all this?

He fled to Beijing for his life, and then was busy with the imperial examinations, but he also found time to take care of the farm.

In the afternoon, I was half asleep and heard Su Yue say that the reason the road to the manor was not so bumpy was because the master had someone repair it in advance...

Li Jiaojiao took a deep breath and turned back: "Grandfather, why aren't you sleeping yet?"

The old man walking in the air behind him was Lu Ling’s grandfather, Lan Yungu, the current owner of Blue Moon Villa.

“What do you mean by 'foreigner'? Call me grandpa!” Lan Yungu blew his beard and glared.

"Yes, grandpa, grandpa, why are you running up the mountain to blow the cold wind in the middle of the night instead of sleeping?" Li Jiaojiao said helplessly.

When the old man first met her, he was a little dissatisfied and had a stern face. Then, he thought of something and his expression softened.

At the end, when they were having dinner with the Lu family, Chen Ruolan kept holding her and crying. Lu Lan also lowered her head and shed tears. Even Lu Xiao and Lu Lin had red eyes.

Li Jiaojiao had never seen such a situation before. She was so flustered in comforting him that she completely forgot about Lu Liang's grandfather, Old Man Lan.

Only after she comforted everyone and repeatedly emphasized that she and Lu Liang were fine and there was nothing wrong with them did the Lu family let her go to rest.

Su Yue held Li Jiaojiao's arm and went back to the room, explaining as she walked, "The old owner is a good man, but the young master is his favorite.

When he learned that the young master had fallen off a cliff to protect a woman from an arrow, he was so angry that he vomited blood. It was not until the young master brought back the news that the old owner came back to life. Don't mind it, young lady."

Li Jiaojiao didn't mind. What's more, the old man only had a stern face for a moment and didn't make things difficult for her in any other way. In fact, it was he who finally spoke up and asked everyone to let her go back to rest.

"You haven't answered my question yet. Are you touched?" Lan Yungu asked persistently.

Li Jiaojiao was silent. Does it matter whether she is moved or not?

Even if you are touched, don't you have to tell your grandson?

As if he had seen through Li Jiaojiao's subtext, the old man raised his chin slightly, full of pride, "Humph, this was all done by that brat who asked me to do it."

After that, he shook out a piece of paper from his sleeve and handed it to Li Jiaojiao, "Humph, you stinky boy, in order to please your wife, you even ordered your grandfather around."

Li Jiaojiao took the paper and opened it in confusion. It was a floor plan of the courtyard, which clearly stated where, how to plan, and what to build...

The man's handwriting is vigorous and powerful, and the courtyard he described also seems to come alive.

Looking at the cute old man in front of me who looks like he is seeking credit, a warm feeling rushes straight to my heart and flows to every part of my body. So this is what it feels like to be valued by others?

Li Jiaojiao lowered her head in embarrassment and bowed sincerely: "Thank you, Grandfather. I am sorry for your trouble."

“Hey, hey, hey~” A pair of old hands supported the squatting Li Jiaojiao, and said angrily: “You little girl, who asked you to thank me?”

"You don't even know how to give a thank you gift." The voice was so soft and barely audible that it could barely be heard.

The corner of Li Jiaojiao's mouth twitched. In this environment, her supernatural power was extremely sensitive, and it was really difficult for her to ignore it.

Then he said tentatively: "Then I have prepared a little gift for you. I will send it to you tomorrow. I hope you don't mind it."

The old man seemed a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly, touched his nose, and took out a box and gave it to Li Jiaojiao. "Here, this is a gift from your grandfather. It's not convenient during the day because there are so many people around. You can take it. The rest will be yours when you get married."

Then he put his hands behind his back, turned around and walked down the mountain, and said in a faint voice: "Give me more of that Longjing tea, so that the old man can show off to me!"

Li Jiaojiao: “…….”

She didn't know that the tea she had sent out in such a hurry had already been widely circulated in a poem written by Lu Ying's master, the Emperor's tutor and a leading figure in today's literary world.

This is another reason why Lu Liang asked her to open a tea shop. This tea has become popular before it was officially released.

Judging from the nature of those people in the literary world, if Beidou praises the tea, then you must taste it and use it to refresh your mind from time to time. That is the tea praised by the emperor's teacher.

Did the Imperial Tutor drink less of the Emperor's tea for teachers and the tribute tea from the palace? A lot? Did he praise it? No.

This tea called Longjing has not only been praised, but it has also been praised as a tea that only exists in heaven. Aren't you tempted?

In fact, Lan Yungu and the old tutor are a pair of bickering lovers. He and the tutor, one teaching Lu Ling in literature and the other in martial arts, always want to see who is better. But how can they tell who is better in the same person?

It depends on who Lu Liang is closer to. Before, Lu Liang brought Li Jiaojiao to meet the Grand Tutor first, and Li Jiaojiao prepared a gift for the Grand Tutor.

The Grand Tutor not only wrote a poem, but also sent someone to deliver the gift that Li Jiaojiao had given him to Lan Yungu, saying that he was worried that Lan Yungu would be anxious because he could not drink his grandson's wife's tea, so he gave some to him first.

It was exactly what he said, just enough for one cup. When Lan Yungu wanted to taste it again, there was none left. He was so angry that he jumped up and down on the spot.

Then he put in a lot of effort and personally supervised the people below to clean up his granddaughter-in-law's farm and wait for her filial piety.

I heard that the old guy had finished his tea, so he sent someone to send some over. But he was not stingy and wanted to send the equivalent of two cups of tea. Humph!