Chapter 142: The Marquis’ Mansion is too big to hold everything in one pot, I’m not clean anymore!
Go back... back to the room?
It's broad daylight, are you trying to announce it...?
Even though she knew that her husband liked to say some weird and inappropriate things, when she heard the sudden vulgar words, even with her dignified temperament, Hualan couldn't help but shout out.

Cuichan and the others who were following behind thought something had happened and were about to step forward, but Yang Wenyuan waved them away. Yang Wenyuan turned to look at Hualan, who was looking angry, and pretended not to know:
"What's wrong? I told you to go back to your room and rest, why are you shouting so loudly?"

Seeing Yang Wenyuan taking the initiative, Hua Lan couldn't help but grit her teeth secretly, but as a girl, how could she say it out loud? She could only blush slightly and spit softly:
"You know what you mean."

After saying that, he didn't want to listen to Yang Wenyuan's argument and walked straight forward.

But not long after walking, Hualan's graceful figure stopped, and she was stunned when she looked at the two similar forked roads in front of her.

Which direction did you come from just now?

Yang Wenyuan took the opportunity to step forward and said jokingly:

"Why don't you leave?"

Hua Lan rolled her eyes at Yang Wenyuan in anger:
"Your house is so big, how can I know where to go?"

"What do you mean your home? Isn't this your home now? Hmm..."

Yang Wenyuan stroked his chin, which was slightly blue due to the trimmed stubble, with his slender fingers, and said thoughtfully:
"That's right. You will be the master of this inner house from now on. You can't do this without knowing the way."

After that, he looked at Hua Lan and asked:
"Since I have nothing to do now, why don't you take a look around the mansion first? This will be the place you will be in charge of from now on."

Men are in charge of external affairs, while women are in charge of internal affairs. The mansion covering an area of ​​one hundred acres will be managed by Hualan, the lady of the mansion. How can she manage it if she doesn't even know the way?
Hua Lan thought about it and felt that what Yang Wenyuan said made sense.

If I go back to my room directly, there will be nothing else to do, and I have to be on guard...

As Hua Lan thought about it, she cast a slightly wary look at Yang Wenyuan, which made Yang Wenyuan a little confused.

But my grandmother told me that other brides had to offer tea to their parents-in-law and meet all kinds of relatives on their first day. If they were not good relatives, they would be bullied. But she had it easy. She just had a simple breakfast with her uncle and aunt and nothing else to do. She was really free.

Thinking of this, Hua Lan immediately showed a bright and pretty face and asked:
"Sure! I have nothing to do in my room anyway."

Since she decided to get familiar with the house, Hua Lan also asked:
"How big is the mansion?"

Yang Wenyuan thought for a moment and replied:
"It's not that big. If you don't count the mountains and forests in front and behind, it's only about a hundred acres."

"How...how much?"

When Hua Lan went to the ancestral hall just now and walked all the way to Yang Yuqing's courtyard, she felt that the Pingyang Marquis Mansion was unexpectedly large. But when she heard Yang Wenyuan say that it covered an area of ​​more than 100 acres, not counting the mountains and forests, her eyes widened.

More than a hundred acres?
Oh my God, who lives here?

Hua Lan had not carefully calculated the area of ​​the original Sheng family mansion, but even if she took into account the area enclosed by the walls of the house, it would probably not even be ten acres, let alone hundreds of acres.

And this location is not in Jiying Lane!
"The courtyard and attic cover an area of ​​more than one hundred acres. If the mountains, forests and waterside pavilions are included, I don't know how much it is." Yang Wenyuan told the truth.

After hearing Yang Wenyuan's summary, Hua Lan immediately felt her steps weaken.

I had already worked hard all night last night and had just traveled a lot. If I were to tour the entire mansion again today, I would probably be exhausted.

Hua Lan looked submissive and asked:

"This is too big. How about we forget it and watch it another day?"

Yang Wenyuan knew that Hualan thought it was too big and tiring, so he replied:
"It's okay. This mansion is also divided into the front yard and the inner house. The front yard is where I handle government affairs. You don't need to look closely. Just look carefully at the inner house."

Hua Lan felt a little relieved.

After hearing this, the task seemed much simpler and half of it was simply skipped.

Although she felt relieved, Hua Lan still looked worried.

"But I've never been in charge of anything at home before. You're suddenly asking me to take care of such a large yard. I'm afraid I can't handle it."

Yang Wenyuan gently took Hualan's hand and said softly:
"It's okay. No one is born knowing how to manage things. It just so happens that my aunt is living in the mansion recently. You can ask her for more advice. If you don't want to manage it, you can let the original housekeeper of the mansion take care of it. There is nothing to worry about."

Most of Hualan's doubts were gone.

"Then...then I'll try?"

"Then I'll take you to see it."

In the end, Hua Lan couldn't refuse any more and was persuaded by Yang Wenyuan to agree reluctantly.

Wait to enter the Marquis' Mansion.

Facing you is a vermilion lacquered door.

There were seventy-seven and forty-nine gleaming copper nails the size of teacups on the door.

Enter the front yard.

The first thing that catches your eye is an open square with the ground paved with neatly arranged bluestone slabs and surrounded by corridors with exquisite carvings, including various cloud patterns, as well as natural scenery such as mountains, rivers, flowers and birds, highlighting an elegant atmosphere.

The front is the main hall, and on both sides are two symmetrical study rooms, which are used for discussions and handling government affairs.

There are corresponding rooms further out on both sides.

That was the courtyard of the guest's residence, where various flowers and plants were planted, and it was full of greenery.

Behind it there are the back houses used as servants, as well as stables, utility rooms, etc.

After that is the second gate, the Waiyi Gate.

There are stone statues on both sides, and this is where people start and end their journeys in sedan chairs and on horseback.

This is the place to receive guests. There are six transparent and bright meeting rooms, each equipped with a tea room, warm house and other houses.

After that is the last gate in the front yard, the Neiyi Gate.

There are two cranes placed at the entrance, which represent the "prominent family".
It has the same function as the outer ceremonial gate.

The inner ceremonial door is usually not opened. It is only opened when people of noble status come to the house to allow people to walk in. Servants have to walk through the side doors on both sides.

Hua Lan felt tired after just taking a quick look at the front yard.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Yang Wenyuan simply found a guest house in the front yard and asked the kitchen to deliver food.

After dinner, the young couple took a nap before continuing to stroll around the inner courtyard.

Hualan was already tired after strolling around the front yard in the morning, so they went to the inner house. Knowing that Hualan was frail, Yang Wenyuan simply let her sit on the sedan chair.

After all, Hualan was a newcomer and felt a little embarrassed, so she forced Yang Wenyuan to sit in the sedan chair as well. Then the couple began to tour the inner courtyard on the sedan chair.

In the center of the inner courtyard is a large hall with five deer-roofed side rooms. On the hall are three large characters "Zhaoyuan Hall" written in a flamboyant style, and there are two large side halls on both sides.

Further on, after a bluestone corridor and a gate with hanging flowers, you will reach "Zize Ju".

There is no better wood than the catalpa.

This is the main house, and also where Yang Wenyuan and Hualan live.

There are many side rooms and ear rooms on both sides, stacked in front and back, and there are more than twenty houses in this courtyard.

With Zize Ju as the center, there are five courtyards and rows of houses. They were specially reserved by the original Pingyang Marquis in order to have many descendants, but who would have thought that they were never fully occupied.

This is the yard where Yang Yuqing's family lives.

But Yang Wenyuan's marriage was over, and soon his family would have to move back to Xingguofang.

There are also courtyards dotted here and there. The closer ones are connected by corridors, while the farther ones are connected by bluestone paths. Occasionally, a pavilion is set up as a hub connection, and the paths are crisscrossed.

Next is the reception room where the mistress of the rear house receives the concubines.

It was a large flower hall with side rooms on both sides.

The Grand Flower Hall is located beside a small lake of several acres that was specially dug out. A water pavilion was built in the center of the lake, and the two were connected by a bluestone plank road of nearly a hundred steps.

It is an excellent place to meet guests.

Finally, there is a small forest, lush and green. Compared with the front yard, the backyard is more like a garden.

Pavilions, towers, waterside terraces and flower halls are either built by the water or stand beside the mountains, just right and natural.

Even though she had been sitting on the sedan chair, Hua Lan was still exhausted by the evening.

For the first time, Hualan felt that having a bigger yard was not a good thing.

I was exhausted just by walking around. I was afraid it would take a lot of energy to take care of the things next.

But Hualan had a lot of exercise today, so her appetite was much better during dinner.

The stars are shining and the silver moon is hanging high in the sky.

Spots of moonlight sprinkled on the window of Zi Ze Ju.

The autumn breeze is blowing, and occasionally the sound of insects chirping can be heard in the night sky.

Suddenly, the melodious cry of a nightingale briefly broke the silence of the night.

inside the house.

Hualan was seen sitting on the edge of the bed with her legs together, with Yang Wenyuan holding her slender waist in his arms.

"My lady, it's late at night."

Hualan had her head buried.

Hearing this, she looked at Yang Wenyuan timidly with a blush on her face and said nothing.

Not speaking is a kind of consent!
Yang Wenyuan immediately rushed forward anxiously.

Soon, everything was back to the way it was yesterday.

"You...be gentle."

"Got it!"

Like cutting and polishing.

Like polishing a mirror.

Waves of joy like tides kept surging into Yang Wenyuan's heart.

After a while, a sentence suddenly came out of the room.

"Call me Brother Yuan!"

"Hmm~Hmm! Don't shout..."

"Hmm~Do you want to shout?"

"..."

"Brother Yuan...Brother Yuan..."

"Uh-huh~!"

Yang Wenyuan naturally knows how to be gentle and considerate to women.

Knowing that Hualan was tired, he did not force her to do anything.

No wonder he took three days to return home, it turns out he was coming for me!
The next day.

Yang Wenyuan got up early, feeling refreshed.

Hualan also woke up, but she lay on her side on the bed with a look of annoyance, covering her face with the quilt, and was unwilling to get up for a long time. It was obvious that she still resented Yang Wenyuan's ridiculous words last night.

Seeing this, Yang Wenyuan was not annoyed. He smiled and asked Cuichan to serve a table of fresh breakfast.

When the food was full, Yang Wenyuan sat down leisurely and began to taste it slowly, commenting:

"Well, this corn pancake is well made, golden and bright, and sprinkled with snowflake sugar, it is sweet and delicious. Oh, this red bean crispy roll is also good, full of milk fragrance, crispy and sticky. Eh? Isn't this soft cheese? Did you just buy it from Fanlou? This must be eaten while it's hot..."

The aroma of food filled the air, coupled with Yang Wenyuan's vivid explanation and commentary, Hualan suddenly felt her stomach begin to protest.

hungry!

However, Hualan was determined to ignore Yang Wenyuan, the scoundrel. If she didn't stop him now, who knows what kind of bad things he would say in the future. How could such a virtuous Hualan bear it?

Hualan was secretly blaming herself: Why did I lose my mind last night? And...

Hua Lan spread out her hands in front of her, and she didn't know what she was thinking about. Her pretty face, as white as jade, suddenly turned red, and she bit her pink lips with her pearly teeth.

"A rogue, a libertine!"

Yang Wenyuan knew that he couldn't force her, and seeing that Hualan didn't move for a long time, he immediately stood up, took the plate of soft cheese and sat in front of the bed, fanning her gently, causing Hualan's nostrils to flutter.

"Not awake yet?"

Yang Wenyuan glanced at the head of the bed and sighed:
"Well, in that case, I am the only one who has finished the cheese."

"But this is too much. What if we can't finish it? Throw it away?"

Yang Wenyuan kept chattering beside her, and Hualan could no longer pretend to be asleep. She immediately lifted the quilt covering her head, revealing a red mandarin duck bellyband, and said angrily:
"Yang Wenyuan, are you done yet?!"

"You don't even call me husband, you just call me Yang Wenyuan?"

Yang Wenyuan pretended to be shocked and said in astonishment:
"Sure enough, there is a saying that goes, don't believe what beautiful women say, beautiful women are all liars, you were not like this before you got married."

Seeing Yang Wenyuan taking advantage of her and still acting cute, Hua Lan felt her teeth itching, her face red and she angrily said:
"I'm a liar? Why is this happening? Isn't it all your fault?"

Hua Lan now has reason to suspect that Yang Wenyuan had planned to take her for a wandering yesterday, otherwise she would not have been so exhausted as to do such a thing.

"Why blame me? Why can't I understand?"

Yang Wenyuan is now speaking in a tough manner with his pants pulled up, and he is attacking someone who doesn't understand.

Yang Wenyuan didn't know why Hualan couldn't turn around, and Hualan was too embarrassed to say anything herself, so she could only lean against the bed and sulk. Seeing this, Yang Wenyuan handed her the cheese.

"Would you like to eat some?"

Hua Lan knew that she could not do anything to Yang Wenyuan, and she was even hungrier, so she could only take them angrily, stuffing them into her mouth one by one, gritting her teeth, as if the person in her mouth was Yang Wenyuan.

Yang Wenyuan smiled as he looked at Hualan's plump white cheeks. A little sunlight came in, making her almond-shaped eyes look bright and lively. He felt happy and warm in his heart.

This is better.

You have to act virtuous in front of outsiders, but in front of yourself or in your boudoir, it is better to be natural.

As the saying goes, a lady is a noble lady in front of people, but... behind their backs.

Although Yang Wenyuan is not so bad, Hualan is still a young girl after all. Now that she is his wife, she naturally does not need to keep in mind those red tape all the time. The real truth is to live a happy and natural life.

Seeing Yang Wenyuan staring at her and laughing, Hua Lan thought he was making fun of her ugly eating habits, so she immediately restrained her movements and tried to maintain her elegant manners with a red face, but Yang Wenyuan interrupted her:

"Eat as much as you want, the Marquis' Mansion won't mind your eating!"

As soon as these words came out, Hua Lan burst out laughing, and was choked by the soft cheese in her mouth. She said unhappily:

"You really can't say anything nice."

Yang Wenyuan, on the other hand, looked very proud:

"All the nice words are lies. I told others that you are my first wife, who I married after three matchmakers and six engagements. Naturally, there is no need to make up any lies."

Yang Wenyuan now tried to say all the nice things to Hualan, and soon he managed to coax Hualan into calming down.

(End of this chapter)