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- The forest is in hand.
The first thing is planning and construction, but it is impossible to move in in time for this summer. Building a villa in the mountains and forests is not an easy task. Jian Youzhi has studied design and knows how to explore and select sites and how to make design drawings. Of course, the aesthetic taste here is mainly based on YY, and the shameless lust for several beautiful girls in Jia Baoyu's family.
The various landscapes of the Grand View Garden are well described in the book, and can be reflected in the design drawings with slight changes. From this point of view, Cao Dada was quite kind. Although he entered the palace decisively in the end, it still did not prevent him from becoming one of the greatest novelists in China.
Erya is the one who has followed Jian Youzhi closely in recent times.
Jian Youzhi, with his beautiful family like flowers, traveled through mountains and rivers in the mountains and forests, climbed high and looked far away, feeling proud and happy. The most enviable thing about this is the third ring.
"This is your Xiaoxiang Pavilion!"
Jian Youzhi pointed to a mountain and forest, a little high-spirited. If he added one or two lines of Taizu's poems such as "Pointing to the country, inspiring words, and the dirt is like ten thousand households", he would probably have the aura of a king who wants to dominate the world.
"It's a pity that Jian Youzhi's small farmer consciousness is too serious, so that Erya can't feel the momentum of worship.
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Erya was very happy, with stars shining in her eyes, as if there were large tracts of green bamboo. This girl might have been a national treasure in her previous life!
"This is Hengwuyuan, I live in the Third Ring Road!"
Jian Youzhi pointed to another mountain forest.
"I don't want to live next to her, I just want to live next to Yihongyuan!" Erya expressed clear opposition.
"Well, okay, I'll revise the design drawings again!"
Jian Youzhi nodded and continued to wander in the mountains and forests.
"In the future, river water will be introduced here, a channel will be opened, and you can go boating and fishing. It will be a magical life!"
Erya nodded in agreement, with a look of longing and joy, and closed her eyes, as if there was a small boat floating on the river. In the small boat, there were the official and herself. As for Sanhuan and Su Yuting, they directly was filtered out. Row your own boat, go fishing, or watch lotus flowers in the river.
"What are you thinking about? Hadaz is leaking out!"
Jian Youzhi patted her on the head, and then began to write and draw on the paper. Jian Youzhi used a pencil made of a mixture of graphite and clay. Grooves were made on the wooden strips, and the two pieces were combined and pressed. It was basically the same as today's pencils.
Erya watched with admiration as Jian Youzhi drew out some incomprehensible things. The more incomprehensible it is, the more it shows that the official is not simple. But those drawings for making a waterwheel made the emperor and his elders attach great importance to them, and sent people to reward them.
¡°Official¡ª¡ª¡±
There is a misty sound coming from below the mountain forest. Listen carefully, it looks a bit like a three-ring sound.
"What is this girl doing here?"
Erya muttered, very annoyed that Sanhuan, who was ignorant of current affairs, always came to sabotage her and the official when they were most romantic, and no one knew about tricking her into going into the forest to kill and bury the body another day.
This vicious thought even made me shudder, and I quickly put it aside to avoid falling into the evil path that the officials said.
"You are here!"
When Sanhuan saw the two of them, he climbed up happily, panting and dripping with sweat.
Jian Youzhi hurriedly took out a handkerchief to wipe Sanhuan's sweat.
"Why are you running here? Your wife is full and has nothing to do to practice the girl's triathlon?"
"No, these are the ones looking for you. Madam asked me to lead the way!"
Sanhuan said, turning back and pointing downwards.
A few people were climbing up the hill, dripping with sweat. The one climbing at the front was Yang Fang. We hadn¡¯t seen him for a long time, but he actually brought a strange young man behind him, just to lure the bees and butterflies to the autumn wind. It was the most hateful thing.
As for the one who was following him that day, Zhang Zijian, the eighth-grade foreign minister, and as for the fat guy at the end, you didn¡¯t even need to look at his face, just his body to tell that he was Han Wuyan.
This is strange, why did these guys gather together today? What's even more strange is that these four big men can't even climb a girl. Typical rich second generation syndrome.
"Ah, it turns out that several dignitaries are here. Some of them are not welcomed from afar, and some are not welcomed from afar!"
Jian Youzhi pretended to be shocked and turned pale, and hurriedly handed over his hands, but he didn't see him move down. He just stood there waiting for a few people sweating like rain.
Yang Fang climbed up, saluted Jian Youzhi, and pointed at the young man behind him.
"This person??Yang Zongshi, Zongshi is my thirteenth brother! "
¡°Just call me Zongshi!¡± The young man cupped his hands and spoke in a gentle manner, appearing to be very sincere.
"Yang Zongshi? Who is Yang Zongbao in your family? Can you introduce me to him when you have time? I admire him very much. I heard that his wife Mu Guiying is even more amazing. She is beautiful and I yearn for her very much. Introduce me some other time?" Jian Youyi said a long paragraph of words of admiration, but he was thinking about other people's wives.
Several people¡¯s faces turned dark immediately! Only Han Wuyan had a lewd smile on his face, and Jian Youzhi's words tickled him.
"Ahem!"
Erya stood behind Jian Youzhi, decisively catching a cold, coughing twice, and pulled Jian Youzhi out of YY's wild thoughts.
"Brother, do you know Yang Zongbao?" Yang Zongshi turned to Yang Fang with some embarrassment.
Yang Fang shook his head blankly, expressing that he didn't know him.
"Oh, who is Yang Yanzhao's son?"
"Yang Wenguang, courtesy name Zhongrong, is now the magistrate of Pizhou and the pacifier of the Fourth Road of Shaanxi Province!" This name was familiar, and Yang Zongshi recited it like a middle school student reciting literary common sense.
"Are you familiar with each other?"
"Of course we are familiar, and we have had contacts before!" Yang Fang also nodded.
This deceptive novel actually turned his son into a grandson. If Yang Yanzhao knew about it, would he be furious? Jian Youzhi was a little embarrassed that he had been deceived by the storyteller.
¡°I¡¯ve met Cheng Shilang!¡±
Zhang Zijian also stepped forward to greet Jian You.
"Oh, why is Brother Zijian so angry?" Jian Youzhi quickly exchanged a gesture.
The first time is new, the second time is familiar, this Zijian obviously talks more than last time. If you still speak in two words, you will have to choke yourself to death, and it will be uncomfortable to listen to it.
"Let me just say, my brother is definitely a courteous and polite person. How come he doesn't accept guests easily?"
Han Wuyan felt uncomfortable as soon as he opened his mouth. Listening to these words, Jian Youzhi is really a worldly expert. As for not meeting guests easily, he is a bit like Hongxiulou Rouge, so he automatically ignores it.
"Ahem!"
Jian Youzhi coughed twice to clear the atmosphere, especially Han Wuyan, who would change the topic to places like Hongxiu Tower and Mianhua Tower whenever he started talking. There are two girls here!
"I heard that Brother Liuguang is going to build a villa here!"
Yang Zongshi is an honest person and has no polite words. Several other people were also looking at him eagerly, except Han Wuyan who was looking around, indifferent.
"Exactly, I plan to build a summer resort here. Well, build four more separate courtyards!"
"Well, that's a good idea. It's too hot in the summer. Living in this mountain forest, having fun with the birds, being with the vegetation, has the taste of a master hermit."
From these words, it can be judged that Yang Zongshi, Yang Fang's thirteenth younger brother, is an outstanding literary and artistic young man.
"Summer Resort, the name is simple and unpretentious, but it also has a sense of simplicity. Not bad, not bad! I wonder if these four other courtyards have names?"
Yang Zongshi seemed very interested when talking about this elegant thing.
"Well, there are names. The biggest one is called Yihongyuan"
"Hey, I've known for a long time how you built a village in the mountains for no reason."
Suddenly a voice shouted, and you knew it was Han Wuyan without even looking.
"I can't believe it, I can't believe that Brother Liuguang is going to build a Yihong Courtyard in this mountain forest without saying a word. I wonder where the girl invited her? It must be better than the Hongxiu Tower. The one I hate the most is Rouge. . We have to find a top player who can beat Miss Rouge!"
It is indeed a deceiving name.
He is indeed an ignorant, fearless, lustful and lustful fat man.
Everyone¡¯s faces turned dark immediately.
Erya spat on the ground. Sanhuan was embarrassed and hid behind Jian Youzhi.
Ignore this guy, he just jumps out at the critical moment to show his presence.
"Do the three other gardens have names?"
Yang Fang seems to have adapted. He was a little choked by Han Wuyan's words just now.
"One is called Xiaoxiang Pavilion. It's my garden. I plant some bamboos in it and bring water from the river to build a bridge over it!" Erya couldn't bear it when he heard this. He wanted to show off and intervened in time.
"That's right, that's right. In the Xiaoxiang Pavilion, Xiang'e sings about the bamboos, and Li Ping plays the Chinese harp. It's so elegant. It turns out that the lady also has such a taste!"
Yang Zongshi has repeatedly proved himself?I work for the literary youth, and I can also come up with poems when I name it.
Erya was overjoyed immediately. Although she didn¡¯t quite understand the meaning of the poem, it finally had a source. Listening to the praise, she already didn¡¯t recognize herself.
¡°There¡¯s mine, mine, mine is called Hengwuyuan!¡±
Sanhuan couldn¡¯t wait to express his sense of existence.
"Mrs. Li has the fragrance of weeds, and the fragrance lingers on her clothes and pillows for months. Sure enough, they are all places with wonderful origins." Yang Zongshi couldn't wait to interrupt, saying that he had read poetry and books.
"It's Mrs. Jane!"
Sanhuan corrected him promptly and gave Yang Zongshi a blank look. This person was talking nonsense. What about Mrs. Li? She was clearly the third wife of the Jian family.
"Puch!" Yang Fang couldn't help it.
Jian Youzhi is also a little confused. How did this allusion come about? I only know that it was Xue Baochai who said "ÐêõÎÇå½ü", and the rest is in vain.
"It's indeed a mistake. Sanhuan is Brother Liuguang's third wife. Zongshi should learn more about it! If we make a mistake again in the future, Sanhuan will be the daughter-in-law of an adult family!"
Han Wuyan is ignorant and fearless, and he really dares to say and do.
"Brother Han, you should read more books!"
Yang Fang finally couldn't bear it anymore, and even Yang Zongshi and Zhang Zijian burst into laughter.
Why are these words so familiar? That¡¯s what Yang Yi¡¯s widow said about herself. This time Han Wuyan took the lead, so I just endured it!
"What is the name of another garden?"
"Daoxiang Village! The apricot curtain invites guests to drink, and there is a villa in the distance. Water chestnuts and goose water, mulberry elms and swallow beams. A border of spring leek green, ten miles of rice flowers are fragrant. In the prosperous age, there is no hunger, so there is no need to be busy with farming and weaving." Jian Youzhi was busy with Cao Cao. Plagiarizing a large poem shows that he is also a cultural person and is fundamentally different from Han Wuyan!
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