The Bad Man was nearly dead at the beginning and was picked up by Yang Shuzi and taken home

Dongjun Mansion

This mansion, as the name suggests, is Anton Jun's residence. After all, how can a man live without his own little nest? So he chose for a long time and finally set his eyes on a house next to Prince Qi's Mansion.

The entire mansion is divided into three courtyards: east, west and south. The east is the Zhaojun Courtyard, the west is the Luanjun Courtyard and the south is the side room.

But although there are three courtyards, the Zhaojun courtyard is actually the main house. The courtyards are separated by only a few corridors. The name is just for convenience. The layout of the east and west courtyards was discussed by Anton Jun with them, and then the decoration was decided.

This way, he wouldn't have to live in Huanyinfang or Qi Wangfu all the time. After all, it wouldn't be good for a grown man like him to live there all the time.

Moreover, living in the house would not delay the work of the three people. After all, they are nearby, and the time spent on duty and off duty can be greatly shortened.

However, Li Zhaozhao does not live here yet, and her status does not make it convenient for her to do so.

The total area of ​​the house is about 10 acres. At the beginning, Anton Jun negotiated with Fang Ya in person for a long time, and finally successfully acquired it at a high price of 600 taels of silver.

At that time, he cursed the hateful profiteer with tears in his eyes. Just because the location was next to Prince Qi's palace, and Fang Ya saw that Anton Jun was very anxious at the time, he raised the price abruptly and doubled it.

(I couldn't find any about the Five Dynasties and Ten Kingdoms, so I'll just use the Tang Dynasty as usual.

In the middle of the Tang Dynasty, the price of one mu of land in Chang'an city was 2 to 3 coins. According to the old rules, the larger one was 30 taels of silver. 1000 coins = 1 tael.

I found that one mu in the Tang Dynasty is equivalent to 0.871 mu now, which is about 580 square meters. I also found that it is 0.81 mu now, about 540 square meters. So let's take the smaller one, 540 square meters. As for why it is like this, because there is a picture of 540 square meters, manual funny)

The houses of the nobles in ancient times were much larger. For example, when Bai Juyi lived in Luoyang, the eastern capital, he was a guest of the prince. His residence had a house, a pond, a bamboo forest, and a small bridge over the water. His residence covered an area of ​​17 mu.

In comparison, Anton Jun’s 10 acres is actually not that big, and he doesn’t have so many fancy things. After all, houses nowadays are still divided into the central hall, kitchen, etc.

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The House of the King

Miao Luantong usually has little time to rest because she has to deal with official duties every day. And in the little free time she does have, Anton Jun will stick to her and tease her, making it difficult for her to calm down.

It was a day off during the winter solstice, and it was a rare occasion that Anton-kun didn't come all day. She took this opportunity to pick up her paintbrush, leisurely paint a picture, and hone her painting skills.

However, just as she started writing, Anton Jun pushed the door open and shouted, "Tong'er! I'll do it!"

Then he walked behind her skillfully, hugged her slender waist, and when he saw that she ignored him, he put his head close to her neck and kept nudging it.

"Tong'er!" ?(? ? 3?)?

Miao Luantong frowned slightly, feeling helpless about his clinginess. She was the one who clung to him before, but now it was the other way around. So she could only put down her paintbrush, turned over and responded to him, saying softly, "Anlang, what's wrong?" (ー_ー)!!

Anton Jun was intoxicated by the subtle fragrance on both of them. This was not the fragrance of soap, but the body odor they had naturally, light and pleasant to the touch.

"I want to go back to Jianlu to spend New Year's Eve with Master and the others this year. Would you go back with me?"

Miao Luantong was shocked by what Anton said, and at the same time she felt a little shy and flustered. After all, this was the first time Anton had said this to her, and he had always discussed it with Li Zhaozhao before.

So Miao Luantong panicked, feeling as if the air had become thicker, and every breath seemed to take all the strength of her body. She quickly pushed him away, walked to the bronze mirror, and repeatedly checked every detail of her dress, fearing that there was a trace of imperfection.

"Anlang, do you think my clothes are not formal enough?

Are the shoes too high?

Is my smile natural?

Do I need to re-do my hair?

Also, is there anything that Master likes?

What gifts should I prepare for my fellow juniors?

Do you have any customs there?

What if I said something wrong?

Or what if I accidentally do something disrespectful? "

Miao Luantong had always given Anton the impression of being relatively stable and mature, but today's reaction made him feel very interesting and unique. A series of questions came, just like himself in his previous life when he was taking notes seriously before the final exam in college.

Anton couldn't help laughing. He walked slowly behind her, tilted her head towards the bronze mirror, and wrapped his big hands around her sweaty hands due to nervousness. He gently rubbed them to relax her, and encouraged her with his gentle but firm voice:

"Look, you look very beautiful now. Relax. My old man is not as serious as you think. I have also told him about you and Zhao Zhao. He will definitely like you."

Miao Luantong looked at the two people reflected in the mirror and saw his eyes full of encouragement. An inexplicable power surged in her heart, slowly calming her nervousness.

"Don't be nervous." Anton continued, "Just be natural like we usually are when we are together. Believe me, he will like the dignified and sincere you."

Miao Luantong took a deep breath and nodded. She knew that what Anton Jun said were sincere words to comfort her. She also held his hand tightly, feeling his support and strength.

"Ok!"

Then he became nervous again, muttering, "He will definitely like me, he will definitely like me."

Well, it didn't work at all!

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The 27th day of the twelfth lunar month

Anton Jun and Miao Luantong took a carriage back to Jianlu in Qingcheng Mountain. On the carriage were the fireworks that they had made in the past few days and the gifts that Miao Luantong had prepared for Yang Shuzi and the other two.

Today, she was only wearing a long dress of the color of Jinyun, with a little makeup on, and her long hair was tied up with the wooden hairpin that An Dongjun made for her. Compared with the pink dress she wore before, she looked less sexy and passionate, and more intellectual and gentle.

The main reason is that the festival is coming soon, and wearing red is festive and the elders will like it more.

On the way to Jianlu, Miao Luantong kept reminding herself, clenching her fists, cheering herself up again and again, muttering softly:

"Be polite and friendly, remember to smile, listen, and be your best self."

Her mind was now filled with all kinds of assumptions and consequences, and she was both excited and afraid of what was to come.

Anton Jun reached out his hand and held hers, their fingers interlocked. Miao Luantong looked at An Xin's smile and finally calmed down.

Boom boom boom!

Anton-jun knocked on the bamboo door a few times symbolically and led Miao Luantong in.

"Master, I've brought your disciple's wife back to see you!"

In Jianlu, Yang Shuzi, Li Xingyun and Lu Linxuan were eating together at the dining table and did not notice their arrival at all.

But after hearing what Anton Jun said, he was stunned for just a moment, then he rushed out of the main hall at a speed that was not suitable for his early stage of Lesser Heaven Realm cultivation, and came in front of them, without the calmness and composure that an elder should have.