wear to ancient daily life

In the spring of the 23rd year of Yuanhe, he went to Beijing.

The weather in mid-March has gradually warmed up, and the severe cold of winter has faded away.In the morning, there are still new shoots on the branches of the thin frost, which are tender and healthy.The surrounding scenery is recovering, appearing full of vitality.

When it was just dawn, the Shangshu Mansion was already busy.

It should be the birthday of the old lady in the mansion, although the owner of the mansion doesn't plan to make a big deal, only the family is lively and lively, but there are quite a lot of preparations that need to be prepared, enough for the servants to go back and forth to work.

The servants in the front yard were busy cleaning and tidying up, and the servants in the backyard were busy preparing for the birthday banquet.It's still early, so everyone tried to keep their movements small, so as not to disturb the masters to rest.

In the house, rustling sounds came from the heavy bed curtains.

The servant girl sleeping on the side heard the movement and immediately pulled her shoes to the back room, shook her confused head, stood by the bed and waited for a while, and heard a slightly hoarse voice, "What time is it?"

The little girl reflexively looked at the clock placed in the corner of the room, and replied softly, "Master, it's three o'clock."

After waiting for a while, I heard the voice inside saying "Get up." Then I hurried to the door, opened the room and called for someone to come and wait for the master to wash.

On the pear blossom wooden bed for two, Mrs. Yun Zhou stared at her husband who was about to get up, "I won't go to court today"

"It's my mother's birthday, I asked for a day off, and my superiors have already approved it." Yun Shangshu Yun Yi replied as he got up.

At this time, the door of the house was half opened, and a bunch of girls came in from the outside, looked at a set of utensils, and waited in the house.The two maidservants at the front walked around the jade screen and came to the bedside to wait for the master to get dressed.

As soon as Mrs. Yun stretched out her hand to put on the sleeves of her dress, Yun Yi who was beside her straightened herself up.

He walked quickly to the outside room to wash first, and after a while, he heard Mrs. Yun say, "I don't know if Rong'er and Chang'er are together on this happy day."

Yun Yi paused holding the handkerchief, and the corner of his mouth slightly raised, "Sister Chang'er, I don't know, but Brother Rong must have started it."

"Well, how do you know that even though mother's birthday is coming soon, it's still early, maybe Rong'er is still asleep." Mrs. Yun came out from the inner room and replied while sitting at the dressing table beside her.

After all, Rong'er is still young, so it's normal to snooze too much.

Just thinking about this, Yun Shangshu, who had washed his face with hot water, twitched the corners of his mouth and showed a polite smile, "It's time for Brother Rong to get up and clean himself up."

As if he knew what his wife was thinking, Yun Yi added: "Brother Rong is probably practicing calligraphy at this time, this is his habit."

"Practice calligraphy on this idea? Are you still used to it?" Mrs. Yun became more and more wrong, she was startled, and broke out: "Why don't you take a good rest? You always teach my son like this?"

The eldest maid had just helped Mrs. Yun Zhou's hair bun, and was choosing a suitable hairpin to embellish, when Zhou turned around suddenly, the eldest maid hurriedly stopped, so that she didn't insert the hairpin crookedly.

At this moment, Mrs. Zhou was furious, she didn't pay attention to this small movement at all, and just looked at Yun Yi coldly.

His son has been raised by him since he was a child, and he has taken care of all the basic necessities of life, and she can't find a place where she can intervene.

Originally, this caused her strong dissatisfaction, which directly led to her son not being close to her for more than ten years.

I used to be able to comfort myself as a woman, and it was okay to raise a daughter, but it is better to let a man raise a son.In addition, his son was indeed raised extremely well by his husband, so he felt depressed in his heart.

It's good now, since Yun Shangshu spit out his own face, he has been greedy since dawn, and he still doesn't know how he is tortured by his father behind his back? !

Yun Shangshu saw that Mrs. Zhou was about to lose her temper, and responded to her indifferently, "A man can't be as delicate as a woman. This is the right time to get up and practice calligraphy. If you can't bear this bit of hardship, what will you do in the future? Judging by your attitude, it can be seen that it was right to take Brother Rong over and raise him in the past, you can just teach Sister Chang'er. Don't worry about anything else."

Now Brother Rong is taught very well by him, very well.If she stays at her mother's side and is raised to look delicate, that's absolutely impossible.

With such thoughts in mind, Yun Shangshu stepped out of the door after washing, and was going to visit his son with brisk steps.Leaving my wife sitting at the dresser and sulking.

In the room in the west wing on the other side, several maidservants stood with their hands down.

Standing beside the big red solid wood desk was a boy of fourteen or fifteen years old, wearing only single clothes.

Although it is early spring, there is still a charcoal fire inside the house, making the whole house warm and not cold.

He looked thin and tall, but because he lowered his head by the desk, he couldn't see his specific appearance clearly.There were two maidservants standing beside her, one was grinding ink, the other was laying paper.All the tools silently waited on the young man.

After a while, there was a knock on the door outside the house.I heard the little maid outside say a few words in a low voice, and then the sound of closing the door.

At this time, another big servant girl came in, bent down and said: "Master, the master is here." Immediately after, a refined middle-aged man came in.

The big maids standing in the back room all blessed themselves and saluted.

He looked at the young man and said slowly: "It's your grandmother's birthday, although you shouldn't slack off practicing handwriting, you can make an exception to practice less for half an hour today. I'll go to your mother's place early to accompany her. I haven't eaten breakfast yet when I come here today. Thinking of being with you."

The young man bowed his head at the table and then raised his head, and slowly saluted the man.The candlelight in the room reflected on his delicate eyebrows and eyes, making him look handsome and not like a real person.

Yun Rong looked at her father and pursed her lips slightly: "It's a happy day, it's time to be lazy." After speaking, she blinked at her father, then continued to pick up the pen and practice the copybook.

Yun Yi sat on the opposite chair, looked at him jokingly, smiled, waved his hand, and the servant girl beside him immediately served him a cup of tea, and then silently left.

Yun Yi sat there without saying anything, just sat watching him practice calligraphy and sipping tea.

He lifted the lid of the tea and found that it was Biluochun, which he was used to drinking. Presumably, Brother Rong had greeted the maids in the room and explained his preference.

Yun Yi felt warm in his heart.Looking at his own son, it was a lie to say that he was not satisfied.One thousand and ten thousand satisfactions in my heart.

Yun Rong just wanted to practice a few chapters, she couldn't let her father just do it and wait for her.After quickly finishing the daily practice, he cleaned his hands under the service of the maid, put on a robe casually, and went to the outside room with Yun Yi to prepare meals.

The servants had already prepared the meals, and waited for the two masters to come out and sit down.

Yun Rong helped Yun Yi pull the chair away, and sat down beside him.There are not so many rules for the two fathers and sons to eat, and they spent a meal in mutual questions and answers.

Yun Shangshu is waiting to go to work in the front yard. Although he has asked for leave, it does not mean that he will be free today. There are still many serious matters waiting for him to deal with in the court.

After the father and son talked about their feelings in place, it was time to get busy.

Before leaving, I did not forget to ask: "Don't forget to go to your mother."

Yun Rong slightly raised her eyebrows when she heard the words, noncommittal.As soon as he heard what he said, he knew that he must have had a conflict with his mother.

Every time the two of them had a little friction, he had to be entrained to coax his mother for him, which was almost becoming a professional "fire extinguisher".

But what can be done?Still have to carry it.Who called himself his son?While thinking, Yunrong walked across the corridor to the main courtyard.Several servant girls followed behind.