Asking the old lady to go to the kang to rest, Yuelan took out the glasses box and placed it on the kang table, and everyone sat down. Zhu Qiaoqiao and Mu Ningxue, who had just returned to Beijing, stood there. She looked around and said, "This place is more particular than the old lady's house."

The old lady smiled and said, "Look at it, let's live here with me tonight."

Zhu Qiaoqiao smiled and said, "This new house must be suppressed by that blessing. I want to live there, and I have to be worthy of it!" Instead, she said to Mu Ningxue, "You have never set up a house, it's really a good thing you have arranged for you."

"My sister-in-law is not at home, so I have to make it difficult." Mu Ningxue chuckled.

When the old lady was sleeping, Xu Hao followed the women to the garden, thinking that there was an imperial garden in the palace, and the more decent families also had a small garden. On the one hand, it could cultivate sentiment, and on the other hand, it was to create a place for her own women to relax, otherwise wouldn’t it be like going to prison.

Women from poor families can go out, while women from rich families have to stay in the house. From this perspective, it was still fair in ancient times, and a certain price had to be paid for in luxury.

After entering the garden gate, I walked through several places. In front of me was an unnamed building complex. The Taihu Lake outside the hall had the most stones, the mountains and rocks were exquisite and twisty, and everything looked like a painting.

There is a rockery in front of me. Two large golden osmanthus are planted at the foot of the mountain. The high and low rocks are filled with various pots of chrysanthemums. The green shed is produced, red, white, yellow, purple and colorless. There are also several green peony and black kirins, which are not easy to see outside, and are even rare in winter.

After watching it casually, Zhu Qiaoqiao said, "This garden is smaller than the home, I love its exquisiteness everywhere."

Wang Xuanqing said: "These are all built by famous artists, so they are naturally extraordinary."

When Xu Hao was watching everywhere, Qingwen hurried over and said a few words with her ears. A trace of surprise flashed in Xu Hao's eyes, and then said goodbye to the women, walked out and turned over and went straight to the outside of the city.

A manor not far from Xiaojia Village has four-story buildings that combine Chinese and Western styles, like a medieval castle. The surrounding guard posts are so tight that few people know where this place is.

The hostess Baihua can be said to be the unique countess since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. With his merits and outstanding intelligence work, he was awarded a very Western title by Zhu Gaochi. It was not hereditary or formally enthroned, but for the convenience of work needs.

It is allowed to automatically be promoted to the female grand duke from the East when she returns to Europe. There are a series of documents and gold seals that prove their identity and official uniforms.

Today, Europe is in the dark and ignorant medieval era. The dawn is coming in the early stage of darkness. Xu Hao didn't think about how to deal with the West. He didn't want to change history because of the dominance of the Han people. After all, in addition to bringing endless plunder and killing to the whole world, the West also brought civilization.

This is an undeniable fact. Narrow nationalism is not allowed. Xu Hao's modern aspects benefit from Western civilization. What we need to restore is spiritual culture, etiquette, integrity and shame. As for material life, let's forget it.

It was precisely in the Ming Dynasty that everything had reversed and China fell step by step from the top of the world.

In any case, the Ming Dynasty is in its peak period of feudal dynasty rule. It is not very realistic to expect it to automatically evolve into modern civilization.

Putting aside these national-level thinking, Baihua brought some guests back from Venice this time.

In the living room upstairs, Margaret looked at the gorgeous decorations in the room with a very surprised look. She carefully stretched out her hand and stroked the golden tassels hanging on the windowsill, porcelain that was more delicate than the skin and silky silk that was softer than velvet. From time to time, she sighed innocently.

Since childhood, Margaret has secretly looked in the mirror countless times. She knew that she was a beautiful blond girl. With her longing for the rich and powerful Eastern Empire, she resolutely followed the Earl of Flowers to China from thousands of miles to the world.

Compared with the hometown of Venice, a maritime republic that became the most powerful and richest maritime republic in the Mediterranean with the help of port trade, the vast and prosperous Eastern Empire brought deep shock to Margaret. This is completely another world, a unique world, and a big and incredible world.

Nearly a hundred craftsmen and scholars came with her. According to the Countess of Baihua, her master admired the architectural style of Venice. The buildings of the Ming Empire were beautiful wooden structures, exquisite and extraordinary, but not withstand long-term preservation. Therefore, the master wanted to learn from the brick and stone construction technology of Venice and built a church-style Royal Library and other facilities.

Xu Hao really planned this way. Although China is not short of skilled craftsmen, Western churches do give people an unparalleled solemnity and a very sacred feeling. Anyway, communication is mutual. After using white paper gunpowder invented by China for so many years, it is also time for China to learn from some things.

Margaret and Gianna, a girl from the Netherlands, were gifts given to him by Baihua. She did not choose traditional Italian black hair, but deliberately selected brilliant and dazzling blonde beauty with very delicate facial features. She was carefully selected from about a thousand girls of appropriate age, and the price was only a box of tea and silk.

Baihua did not come back, and his deputy returned home with several ships. It was just a period when the Ottoman Kingdom was not yet powerful, and the road was relatively smooth.

Xu Hao accepted the "gift". When he walked up the stairs to the third floor, Margaret's intention was to see what the rolled door curtain was like, but when he loosened his hand, the door curtain fell down. The inadvertent little movement scared her heart thumped.

When she reached out her hand and tried to roll up the curtain, Xu Hao suddenly appeared grabbed her slender hand.

Margaret was panicked and wanted to retract his hand, but Xu Hao's hands were getting stronger and stronger. He pulled her hand to his mouth and kissed her gently, and took the opportunity to hold the person into his arms.

Margaret was stunned and saw a young and handsome nobleman from the East hugging her, making a futile struggle. Xu Hao's passionate kiss made her unable to breathe, and she could only lean back desperately, so that her whole body was lying on the man's knees.

Xu Hao suddenly moved his chin down and kissed her swelling breasts through the clothes. Margaret felt like she was about to faint. She wanted to say no, and wanted him not to do so. However, the sudden oriental man deeply penetrated her heart.

The clever Margaret knew that he was probably the master of the mistress, a super noble with unimaginable power, and a man who could compete with the Pope, so her hand tightly grabbed Xu Hao's long hair and pressed his head against his chest.

Xu Hao raised his head with a funny look. He let go of the Western girl who was breathing. As expected, he was more open and enthusiastic than the Eastern woman, and had an unusual love for sexual intercourse.

Margaret seemed very disappointed. The master was not attracted by his beauty and did not immediately possess herself at all costs. You should know that she was also a pure virgin. A pure virgin in Venice means that she was at least from a small noble family.

Soon Gianna ran over in a panic. She bent down with the court etiquette of the down-and-out France, and a large area of ​​her snow-white chest was exposed. Because the language was not yet understood, the two girls could only respectfully follow the male owner's footsteps.

Xu Hao looked at Jaina and was very satisfied with Baihua's vision. As expected, he has been in China for a long time. He knew very well that Han people like beauties with delicate facial features, rather than women who look very good at first glance, but with freckles on their faces that cannot withstand careful measurements. He also doesn't like those with body odor, nor does he like too plump figures.

Walking into the Western-style study, Xu Hao picked up all kinds of information sent back by Baihua. Almost all of them could be read as novels, without much value.

He picked up a glass of wine, without paying attention to the so-called etiquette at all, and poured it into his mouth. The young maid came over and filled it, as if she noticed the strangeness in the eyes of the master, the panic she showed, and a kind of virgin horror.

Xu Hao was very interested in this. The medieval Western nobles also attached great importance to chastity. Women were also afraid of losing chastity. This time he was drinking slowly, and Jaina came forward to serve carefully. Her hands were trembling and almost touched the inkstone.

When she turned around, Xu Hao decisively stretched out his hand and grabbed her plump and firm chest. He saw that the girl from the Netherlands suddenly stretched out as if she was shot by a bow and arrow. She shouted "God" softly, put down the bottle and ran out.

When Li Fang arrived at the Four Seas Teahouse in Beijing, she found that Ximen Jin was the only one waiting at the door. She felt a little unhappy.

Ximen Jin's ancestors were servants of Li Shanchang's family. After the Li family was defeated, the Ximen family tried every means to set up their own business, run a store, and start a small business.

When it was passed to Ximen Jin, the business could only be maintained. He married a young widow and was interested in drinking. Because he was knowledgeable and eloquent, he was considered a famous figure in Jinling.

Ximen Jin still respects Master Li seventy-six degrees. First, he is the old little master, and second, although the Li family no longer exists, Li Fang is still a royal relative.

"Young Master, sit down and have tea first." Ximen Jin asked Li Fang diligently to sit down and asked the boss Li Yu to serve tea.

There is a reason for choosing the Sihai Teahouse. Li Yu's ancestors were also from the Li family. The difference is that Li Yu's father was in charge back then, and he took the opportunity to accumulate a lot of money and bought hundreds of acres of land. He was determined to let his son get a name for himself after studying the sages.

In the end, Li Yu had no prospects. However, his father passed the exam for scholars in his fifties, and he did not pass the imperial examination for ten years. Seeing that the future was in a daze, he sold his house and land in anger and rushed to Jianwenchao to ask for someone to recommend him to be an official, but he died in office in an unlucky manner.

Li Yu inherited the family business and had no money left. He returned to Beijing to open a teahouse for a living.

"When is it?" Li Fang was worried about drinking tea and complained to Ximen Jin: "These bastards are not here yet."

"Young master, I'm so anxious that I can't eat hot tofu, so drink tea first." Ximen Jin waved his hand to Li Yutianshui, who had injured his leg. Li Fang saw him limping over with the teapot and shook his head.

"If anyone dares not come today, it's not his mother's fault. Oh, take the bird away." Li Fang took a sip of tea, spit out the tea powder stuck to her lips, and stared at the bird cage hanging on the wall of Ximen Jin. "I'll be angry when I look at your bird cage. Can you make a bigger cage with birds? Look at your bird, it's so big that it's almost impossible to turn around inside."

Ximen Jin knew that this was taking advantage of the situation, and smiled slowly and said, "This cage is smaller, and this bird is bigger, and there is no way. He has no money to have to feel wronged. When the Duke of the State was alive, how big was my bird cage? It was more than enough to raise a chicken."

There was no one in the teahouse, and Li Yu smiled in disbelief. Ximen Jin said, "Don't laugh, when you smile, the young master thought I was fooling him again.

Li Fang rested her head on the wall and raised her feet to the table, "No one in my family raises birds, but the Xu woman who occupies my ancestral home next door likes to raise birds, such as starlings and canaries."

As he spoke, Li Fang turned around and saw Li Yu's wife sitting upright behind the counter. Her wife had been through the door for several years and had not given birth to a child yet. She was very smart.

Li Fang is a hungry ghost in lust. Every time she sees her, she feels unspeakable. She likes her white skin and she likes her shyness. She seems to dare not look at people, but she also reveals a pair of restless eyes from time to time. When she looks at her, her wife accidentally turned her head and ran into Li Fang staring at her dazedly, and quickly moved her eyes to another place.

"Li Ergou, I told you that the teahouse is not allowed to let the barbarians come in for tea anymore." Li Fang suddenly slapped the table and looked at Li Yu with a stern face, "If you dare to do the barbarians' business, I will smash your teahouse."

Li Yu was startled and was about to say something when a monk with a red face came in outside and asked with a smile: "The eldest young master is going to smash the teahouse, what's wrong?"
Chapter completed!