In the early morning, Xu Hao rose up from the bed and looked back at Xiao Yushi lying down. If he said that if he was unlucky, he would still be one of the women who would never leave him.

She is still like a beautiful woman in the 28th century, with her eyebrows and eyes as beautiful as a painting, and her figure is slim. She has two pillows under her belly. Her legs bent and her hips are raised as much as possible. She slept like this all night in hopes of growing jade in Lantian.

The door sounded softly, and Luan'er's movement came, and she asked, "Young Master, are you awake?"

"Wake up." Xu Hao, who was already wearing a small dress, replied, and covered his quilt on his cousin. Now he has to avoid girls in everything. He can no longer be like when he first got married, Qingwen and Musk Moon can have no taboos, and when he is in love, he can also go in and out of the bedroom to help clean up the aftermath without wearing clothes.

Luan'er carefully pushed open the door, but didn't dare to look around. She lowered her head and walked in with a basin of clear water. Xu Hao said, "I'll go out to wash."

Putting his coat on his body, he walked out and stood in the corridor. Two mothers were cleaning the courtyard. Three or four little girls came out to wash while yawning. The older girls were already dressed neatly. Because Xu Hao stayed here overnight, he got up on the fifth day.

Xu Hao closed his eyes slightly and stretched out his hands. Luan'er came over to tidy up his clothes and tied up buttons.

I took the toothpaste made of green salt mixed with Chinese herbal medicines, put the toothbrush into my mouth, and slowly started brushing it.

The air was very fresh, and I felt better after brushing my teeth. When Xiao Yushi woke up, Xu Hao had been away for half an hour.

In the morning, I sent Xu Ye and Ma Ji to school. Xu Hao gave a geography class and returned to the capital at noon. As soon as I entered the door, I saw Uncle San slowly walking over with Master Cheng, who was over 60 years old.

Xu Hao was not very familiar with the other party, and he had only met several times. Mr. Cheng was a candidate instructor for tribute in his early years. Because the candidate was far away, his family could not be treated to disaster, so he brought his son to Beijing. While waiting, he wanted to find someone to sit in the house and let his son study.

Xu Zengfu once passed by the window with him and asked him to come to his house to teach Xu Jiang and Xu Hu's studies. He also hired him as a master. Therefore, he lived in the third room of the Xu family for four years and had a very suitable relationship with the guests.

Xu Zengfu is very particular about respecting teachers and respecting the truth. During festivals or when there is a serious matter, he will invite the teacher to come and socialize with his relatives and friends. He never regards Master Cheng as his subordinate. Therefore, Master Cheng has been relocating and relieving his energy and body over the years. He gradually became Master Cheng.

Xu Hu was less than six years old at that time. Now Mr. Cheng lives in the countryside at the age of his age. Xu Zengfu helped buy a hundred acres of land. Today he went to Beijing and wore a new black hat, an old official uniform with eighth grade quail tofu, and a pair of fat soap boots under his feet.

It turned out that Xu Zengfu agreed to take him into the garden to visit. Therefore, he dressed so well that Xu Hao walked up to salute and did not dare to be negligent at all, for fear of making his third uncle unhappy.

The inner gate of a normal family will be in chaos, and all the female family members have to avoid it for a while. The Xu family doesn’t need it, as long as you can enter the Hanghuamen. There are two deacons and sister-in-laws around you, and it doesn’t matter where you go. What’s the point of talking when you meet a man and a woman.

Of course, Xu Hao didn't care, but his family cared very much. What he said in this regard was nothing. The third wife, Liu, went in first to say hello. Because Xu Hu passed the Jinshi exam, Xu Zengfu and his wife admired this teacher.

The wives were waiting in the upper room. The women from all rooms rushed over to hear the news. Mu Ningxue, with her sister-in-law and the girls, was in the flower hall in the inner room. Everyone wanted to admire the teacher and how the teacher looked like.

Xu Qingtang was not at home, and Xu Hao ordered the main door to be opened all the way. After the three of them entered the Chuhuamen Gate, Qiuxiang and Zhulan and others were eagerly looking at each other. They all thought they could teach the Seventh Master to become a talent, and they were the chief teacher and good teacher of the Third Master for many years. Even if they were not as handsome as the Zhuge Military Advisor Liu Bei in the New Year painting, they should be a rare and elegant elder with a very grand gesture.

The servants ran in from the side of the second gate and shouted, "Mr. Teacher is here."

After a glance from a distance, the women were disappointed. The teacher was so blurry that he could hardly see anything. He was hanging a pair of reading glasses on his neck. His waist was already a little hunched, his hair was sparse, and his whole body was like a drifting willow in the wind. A strong wind might make him lose weight.

Except for the black hats, the official uniforms are not as old as before. The single eggplant-brown feathered jacket sewn from home is covered with the outside. Perhaps the patch was never handed over to the tailor, and it was a bit crooked when I found someone to sew it. In short, the image was really unsatisfactory.

Zhulan looked carefully and said to Qiuxiang, "How do you say this? You have to make a fool of yourself even if you are alone! It's hard for Young Master Qi to spend four years with him."

Qiuxiang laughed and said, "Who said no? I didn't expect it to be like this. I quickly took the young master away and said the old lady called him over."

It’s not that they judge people by their appearance. They are actually a dry country old man. In fact, they don’t have the intention of looking down on others and just talk casually.

Jieshoutang, Mu Ningxue and others in the inner room also looked out from the glass window. Wang said, "This is Brother Cheng, who is so warm and affectionate to me every day? Even the old Wang who is fighting in our family is more arrogant than him."

Liu said: "People are a little sloppy, but they are talented."

The girls covered their mouths and laughed secretly. Even the kind-hearted people like Xiao were also laughed at by the teacher's appearance. They waved their hands and said, "You guys quietly, let me hear it."

He saw Master Cheng try to step on the steps step by step, and then slowly come up. His spirit has already been focused on the house. The little girl quickly raised the pearl curtain high. After he went in, he didn't say anything, but saw his arms raised high and his waist was bent upwards.

After bowing, he did not straighten his waist. He was with his hands together and bowed humbly and respectfully: "I have seen my wife and grandma, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock, knock."

Everyone looked at this scene stupidly and thought it was a rare thing. Xu Zengfu, who had been mentally prepared, hurriedly said, "How dare you! There is no need to be polite."

I saw the third master bent down, and the two of them bowed to each other exactly the same way. What do you think of me? I'm going to and from there?

The ripples in the inside couldn't understand and asked delicately: "Aunt, what's going on?"

Mu Ningxue smiled and explained, "This is a great gift from ancient times, called "Pretty Guys to worship," and then he did not bow. In order to show respect, the guest said he would bow and the master said he would bow again. The guest asked for worship again, and the master would bow again. He would bow three times and say three times, and then bow and retreat."

"Oh." Lianyi understood, "My uncle hates people kowtowing him the most, and often says that there was no kneeling ceremony before the Tang Dynasty."

At this time, Xiao asked the teacher to sit down and asked, and only listened to his Changzhou dialect, "Lying at the bottom, lying at the bottom."

It’s not that I can’t speak official language in Beijing, but that I’m too reserved in a deep house, and I’m rarely happy when I come. Unconsciously, my hometown dialect comes out of my mouth.

But no one could understand what he said except the third master. Xiao was polite and thanked his husband for teaching his nephew. Not only did the third brother and his wife feel their feelings for life, but even the foolish couple and sister-in-law were also intimate.

What does the six words mean, what is the essence, what is it, and what is it used for. The word "深" is used as a word, which means a humble word such as "what words, what words, wherever you say". If you say a few sentences in a row, you will naturally be humble and humble.

After saying that, Old Master Cheng immediately changed to a genuine official language. He greeted the wives one by one, put on reading glasses, and saw clearly the appearance of Xiao and Zhu Qiaoqiao and others beside him. The old man blushed and lowered his head and said nothing for a moment.

Xu Zengfu couldn't help but praise him again, and Master Cheng said again: "Lying like a bottom, lying like a bottom."

"Where are the wives? Call me out to pay homage to me, Brother Cheng." Xu Zengfu respected him in his heart. He couldn't help but want to be as kind as possible.

Xiao was a little reluctant and said, "I have sent them to Qianshoutang to accompany the old lady. Maybe when will I come out and see you next day."

Seeing that Xu Zengfu said this, he had no choice but to do so. Zhu Qiaoqiao had already turned around and went to the inner room and smiled and said, "Madam is such a good person. I saved you a great disaster."

The mothers brought the bowl of Pu'er tea to deliver it. The teacher smelled it and said, "I haven't reached it, so I dare not taste it."

Xu Zengfu hurriedly said, "Mr. Teacher never drinks tea, please change the bowl of ginger soup."

Fortunately, ginger soup is a must-have at home, so it was delivered soon. On such a hot day, Master Cheng actually sucked all the ginger soup that had been rolled out. This was not the end. After drinking, he picked up the piece of ginger and put it in his mouth, chewed it, and spit it on the ground in one mouthful.

The eyes of the people standing around were all leaping. An old woman hurried over to pick it up. She thought it was dirty and was not easy to start. She took out the special facial tissue that was popular in the Xu family from the sleeve, folded it four times before she pinched the piece of ginger.

Wang said to Liu secretly: "You can endure such a person for four years?"

Liu smiled bitterly and said, "He has always been in the house outside, and I don't care."

Xu Zengfu talked with him. For some reason, the teacher looked up and laughed. Zhulan and others noticed that their teeth were scattered. It was a black yellow yellow-toothed board. There was something dark blue and light green between them that was indescribable, as if they were holding a mouthful of gold-plated dots.

Zhulan frowned and said to Wang Yong's family: "Sister Wang, remember to take away the tea bowl and smash the soup bowl. Take out the cushion and footsteps to burn it. This is not a trivial matter." As she said that, she turned around and spit out the spittoon in the corner.

At this time, Master Shi's addiction to smoking came to his senses. As mentioned earlier, China has produced large marijuana and tobacco since ancient times. Some areas have a tradition of smoking, and it has never been popularized, and no one is curious to learn to smoke.

During the Qing Dynasty, smoking was popular among men and women because Westerners exaggerated the efficacy. At first, the Chinese used it as a health product and a refreshing drug to refresh themselves. It became popular in the upper class and gradually developed into the Republic of China period. Many older girls and wives never left their cigarettes for their entire lives.

In the Ming Dynasty, few people smoked, and it was even rare. Although Xu Hao was addicted to smoking, his body changed only a spiritual memory. Occasionally, he wanted to take a few sips in the study for various reasons, but he kept it strictly confidential and secretly did not let anyone see it. He was worried that it would be troublesome for people below to follow the trend.

In the past, he planned to make cigarettes and opium and sell them to the West, but later he thought about it and gave up. This kind of immoral thing that has no anus in giving birth should be born naturally.

No one knows how Master Master got addicted to smoking, and it is not easy to stop the guests from smoking.

When he saw him take out a blue cloth pocket, the guy was disgusted for a while. Not to mention what kind of style it was, he just said that the sludge on the top was. If he gave it to a barber, the cliff would be a perfect sharpening cloth.

It turns out that this is how the yellow teeth came. Fortunately, Xu Hao arrived in time and immediately said: "Smoke is toxic and is particularly bad for women's health. Smoking second-hand smoke is even more harmful. Please go out and smoke."

Seeing his nephew's displeasure, Xu Zengfu thought for a while and said, "Then let's go out to suck, the whole room of women is really not good, and it's a mess."

"Finish!" Mr. Cheng himself felt it was inappropriate, so he stood up slowly and bowed to the big guy.

Just like that, the two of them went to the pavilion in the yard to sit down. A group of women stood behind the window and watched, wondering what the cigarette was.

At this time, the tobacco pipes were not very particular, they were made of their own, but they were the teacher’s lifelong love. They thought about carving the cigarette mouth with ivory, and the tobacco pot was made of red copper, and the cigarette pole was made of bamboo that was thick and thin, which was one foot and five long.

He often held the ivory cigarette holder in his mouth. When he went to the table, he used the cigarette holder to use it to take it out, and then put it in front of him to chew it, and then swallow it into his stomach.

So over time, the pure white ivory was smoky and used as a toothpick and pacifier, making half of the piece burnt and burnt, and the heat expansion and contraction outside also cracked.

This was a very elegant name in the Qing Dynasty, called the ivory piercing mouth with yellow, white and black ice cracks.

As the servants who came out looked at the thing, they covered their noses and grinned, and no one was willing to pack cigarettes for him. Seeing this, Xu Hao wanted to go out to help, but was pulled tightly by Zhu Qiaoqiao and Wang Xuanqing and refused to let him go out.

Even Xiao Yushi said cautiously: "You have to go out and touch him, don't get close to us in the future."

"As for that?" Xu Hao couldn't help but smile bitterly.

The women who became kinship were unwilling to do so, let alone the girls who were not married. Zhulan had no choice but to call her son Xue Yun.

Xue Yun is nicknamed Yunlu. He is eight years old this year and is very flexible. After being guided by the instructor of the Xu family, he went up like a tree a few feet tall.

He is young and Zhulan's son. The entire Xu family can freely go in and out of the inner house to run errands. He is one of them. He either goes to study with Xue Yun or is on standby at the second gate.

Xu Hao did not allow his son to have a book boy around him. For the sake of not asking, Xue Yun is a complex of guarding his younger brother and accompanying his servant book boy.

Xue Yun was very happy and could understand it when he installed cigarettes and lit them. He completed the important task without much effort. The problem was that he thought the smell of smoke was so irritating, and Zhulan wanted his son to wash his hands quickly, so he lit the cigarette and called his son away.

While chatting, Xu Zengfu saw that the smoke had faded and wanted to ask someone to come over with incense. When he saw Xue Yun was not in front of him, he turned around and saw his wife Yuan standing there.

I thought that Xu Zengfu was loyal to others all his life and rarely got angry. He could even endure a wife like Fu, let alone dislike his friend for being dirty, so he said, "Come here and light up the teacher's cigarette."

Yuan came out of curiosity, and this time she lost her life. She was always obsessed with cleanliness, and she almost fainted. (To be continued...)
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