Red Mansion: Holding Space and Marrying Like the Sea

In this sunny and bright day, someone is sneaking around behind this rockery, hiding their head and showing their tail. It's really unbecoming! The palace is packed with distinguished guests today, and there are clouds and mist coming and going. If someone accidentally caught a glimpse of this scene, wouldn't they laugh at us for our lack of elegance and grace? So, please take me to a proper and proper guest room. That way, I can at least feel a little comfortable and relaxed.

As the young master's second-class servant, Fu Yan's status, while not supreme, was nonetheless highly respected. Over the years, he had been diligent and studious, reading extensively, and possessed a profound and unique understanding of the various intricacies of aristocratic families and the divisions of social strata.

However, even for the erudite Fu Yan, the young man surnamed Feng was unlikely to even reach his own level of intellectual attainment. Putting everything else aside, the fact that he had just accused his young master of being too harsh and unfeeling towards his servants fully exposed his narrow-mindedness and shallowness of knowledge.

Furthermore, when Master Feng turned around and gave him instructions, his condescending and arrogant demeanor was as if he were ordering a lowly servant around, devoid of any proper respect or courtesy. It was as if he was simply trying to vent his anger on his own son, or perhaps attempting to flaunt his own unique personality. Now, the situation was even stranger. He could relieve himself within ten steps, but he chose to go the long way around, even demanding he lead the way.

Let's take a look at Feng Bao's clothes. Although they are barely acceptable at first glance, for Fu Yan, who has long been influenced by all kinds of high-end goods and has a high vision, the clothes he wears are just superficial and flashy.

Take the style of the clothes for example, it is indeed quite similar to the most fashionable style at the moment, but the fabric used is extremely ordinary. Even the fabric carefully selected by the girl in the house for the servants in the mansion is more high-end than it!

But no matter what, guests are still guests after all! No matter how rude and arrogant their behavior is, how can a servant dare to refuse them?

After all, they have not received clear instructions and authorizations from the host, so when servants face guests, they must not show even the slightest dissatisfaction, and must not offend the guests easily.

One of the servants said respectfully, "Please follow me. We only need to walk a little further and we will see a guest bedroom prepared for guests."

He then added, "There is a separate guest room in the guest bedroom. If Master Feng wants to rest or relieve himself, he can go there."

Feng Bao raised his eyebrows slightly upon hearing this, thinking to himself, "Hmm, this place looks pretty good." "Then just show me the way, I'll go there on my own." Fu Yan looked at Feng Bao, a hint of caution in his eyes. Feng Kun's lips curled slightly, as if he were planning something sinister again, and Fu Yan's brows furrowed slightly.

"The young master is a guest after all. It is really inappropriate to let you find the way alone!" Feng Bao said with a forced smile, but before he finished speaking, he turned around and walked forward without paying any attention to Feng Bao behind him.

Fu Yan followed Feng Bao closely, thinking to himself, "I wonder what Feng Bao is up to now. He's already tried to make things difficult for my young master three times today, and now he's trying to get rid of me. Is there some conspiracy going on? No, I absolutely cannot let him succeed."

Thinking of this, Fu Yan quickened his pace and walked side by side with Feng Bao, saying, "Master Feng, let me lead the way for you. This way, you won't get lost."

Feng Bao glanced at Fu Yan and snorted coldly, "Hmph, does this young master need you to lead the way? You servants just need to obey my orders." After saying that, he walked faster, as if he wanted to get rid of Fu Yan.

Seeing this, Fu Yan was secretly furious, but he maintained a respectful expression on his face and continued to persuade him, "Master Feng, you don't know that the roads in this mansion are complicated and intricate. If you don't have someone to guide you, it's easy to go the wrong way. Moreover, if this delays your important work, it will be very bad."

Feng Bao stopped, turned around, glared at Fu Yan, and said sternly, "Stop talking nonsense! I'm going wherever I want to go, and there's no need for you to interfere!"

Fu Yan took a deep breath, suppressed his anger, and patiently explained, "Mr. Feng, please calm down. I mean well. I'm just worried that you're new here and not familiar with this place. If you accidentally offend someone, it would be troublesome."

"Enough!" Feng Bao shouted angrily, interrupting Fu Yan. "You're just a small servant, and you dare to teach me a lesson? Let me tell you, even if the master of your Lin family was here, he wouldn't dare to be so rude to me!"

Fu Yan sneered inwardly, "This Feng Bao really thinks he's some great man. If it weren't for the fact that he's a guest, I would have kicked him out long ago." But outwardly, he remained respectful and polite, saying, "Master Feng, you've misunderstood. I mean no offense. It's just my duty to remind you of this."

Feng Kun ignored Fu Yan and walked straight ahead. Fu Yan had no choice but to follow him, silently praying that nothing would go wrong.

Feng Bao, by this time, was already livid with rage. He had originally thought that with his status and talent, he could call the shots in the Lin family, but he had only encountered setbacks. First, he had been refuted by Lin Jingyu, and now he was being teased by a mere servant. How could he swallow this anger?

The more he thought about it, the angrier Feng Bao became. He secretly made up his mind to find an opportunity to take revenge on the Lin family, especially that ignorant Fu Yan...

At this moment, the rage within him surged like magma, rising straight to the top of his head, as if ready to burst forth at any second. His face was as gloomy as the bottom of a pot, and he gritted his teeth, trying hard to control his impending temper. Reluctantly, he slowly followed the servant in front of him.

Fortunately, they soon arrived at a house. It resembled a miniature version of an exquisite courtyard, its main structure a spacious five-room house. A low fence surrounded the house, cleverly separating it from the vibrant, vibrant flowers and plants that surrounded it, creating a small and charming courtyard.

A gentle breeze blew by, bringing with it waves of refreshing fragrance. Through the thin, transparent curtains, one could vaguely see the interior of the house. Even standing outside, Feng Kun could sense that the house must have been carefully decorated, full of poetry and elegance.

"Sir, please come this way. Look, this is the toilet. It is equipped with straw paper, cotton cloth and other things. I will go and light the incense for you. When you are done with your work, just call out and Fu Yan will come to help you wash your face and hands." The servant said respectfully.

Feng Kun stared at the room in front of him, his eyes wide with disbelief. It was surprisingly more spacious than his usual study, and the interior decoration was incredibly luxurious, truly astonishing. At this thought, a wave of bitterness surged through him, churning and churning. Even the corners of his mouth and eyes began to twitch uncontrollably.

Well, forget about the straw paper used for wiping filth. After all, this is a noble family, and a bit of affluence is understandable. But such a luxurious and exquisite guest room is really hard to accept! Outrageous! There is even cotton cloth here? You know, that's a rare item we keep for our own underwear! I didn't expect that in the Lin Mansion, such precious cotton cloth would be wasted like this, only to be used to carry those filthy things. It's a complete waste!

He couldn't help but look up, casting his gaze upon the toilet again. Wow, this thing is truly extraordinary! Carved with patterns and leaves throughout, the craftsmanship is exquisite, and the luxury is astonishing. Especially on the top of the toilet, there's an exquisitely carved board, presumably so that people can comfortably sit on it and relieve themselves.

Looking to the side, I saw a small, exquisite shelf. Atop it lay a thick stack of straw paper and an equally thick stack of cotton cloth. Beneath it, a uniquely shaped incense holder, emitting a delicate and elegant fragrance. Next to the incense holder was a small wooden box.

Fu Yan carefully opened the wooden box. Feng Bao peered in and saw large, round, smooth incense beads neatly arranged inside, each as round and smooth as a pearl. He quickly blew on a fire stick, lit one of the beads, and carefully adjusted its position. After this, Fu Yan respectfully bowed to Feng Bao, indicating that everything was ready for the so-called "Ceremony of the Five Grains' Reincarnation."

However, at this moment, Feng Bao's eyes suddenly rolled, and a flash of inspiration flashed through his mind. Hey! Instantly, he came up with a brilliant idea. So, he cleared his throat and said pretentiously, "Ahem, well... quickly, go call my servant Gou'er over. After I'm done, I need him to wait on me!"

Fu Yan knew full well that Master Feng's servant was still at the banquet, quietly awaiting his master's return. However, if he rashly went to look for him, leaving the guest alone would be considered impolite. After all, it was illogical to leave a guest alone. Furthermore, he knew nothing about this stranger's character or habits. If he were to leave for even a moment, and something unexpected happened to the guest, the consequences would be unimaginable.

Thinking of this, Fu Yan hurriedly bowed and said to the young master, "Young Master, if there were other servants available at this time, I would certainly go find them for you. Unfortunately, I am the only one serving you right now, and I really don't want to leave you here alone. However, if you don't mind, I will be happy to serve you wholeheartedly when you are done with your duties later."

When Feng Bao heard this, his fair face instantly turned red, like a ripe apple. He originally just wanted to take the opportunity to get away for a while under the pretext of looking for his own servant. Who would have expected that the servant of this wealthy family would be so honest. Not only did he agree to help find the person, he even took the initiative to express his willingness to serve him after he went to the toilet! Even the servant who followed him around all the time and was called Gou'er had never served him so attentively! This sudden enthusiasm and attentiveness made Feng Bao feel a little embarrassed. He thought to himself: "Oh, this is ridiculous! How can I let you serve me like this? Not to mention that you are not a servant of my Feng family, even if you are, this is really against the rules!"

The young man said slowly, "Besides, I've always been waited on by a personal servant at home. I'm used to it. I can't stand other people." Then he waved his hand and continued, "So, you'd better hurry and find someone for me! I just want to be alone for a while. If someone else were to wait for me to go to the toilet, it would feel so awkward and uncomfortable. I would feel very uncomfortable all over!"

Fu Yan, standing nearby, frowned slightly upon hearing this, thinking to himself: This young master isn't difficult to serve, he just has some quirks! A grown man with no money or power, yet he's so particular. However, having said that, he's a guest at the mansion after all, so asking him to find a servant to serve him is a reasonable request.

So, Fu Yan could only bow and say, "I'll take my leave now. Please do as you please. I'll return to report as soon as I find the person." With that, he turned and walked out the door. The young man sat on the exquisite toilet, swinging his legs leisurely while fiddling with the exquisite decorations around him.

Soon, Fu Yan arrived in the garden. He looked around anxiously, searching for the servant named Gou'er. However, the garden was quite large, and finding the target person in a short time would be difficult. But Fu Yan knew that this matter could not be delayed. If he angered that troublesome young man, he would probably be punished. Thinking of this, he could not help but quicken his pace and trot all the way...

Hearing the footsteps outside gradually moving away until they disappeared completely, and confirming that Fu Yan had really left, he carefully walked out of the guest room.

He absolutely couldn't stay here any longer. It wouldn't be long before Fu Yan and his servants would return. If he stood there stupidly, he'd probably have to spend a lot of time trying to get rid of those troublesome guys.