After leaving the old lady's courtyard, Zhu Ping'an went to the outer courtyard to see Liu Mu and the others. When he arrived at the outer courtyard, the manager of the mansion had already settled them. He said that he was the guardian of the mansion, but in fact he was Zhu Ping'an's Changsu.?

When Zhu Ping'an entered the door, Liu Dadao and the others were trying to wear new clothes with a happy look on their faces.

At this time, Liu Dadao and the others changed into the navy guard's clothing of the Linhuai Marquis Mansion, and their shapes were neatly packed. People rely on clothes and horses to rely on saddles. Six of them looked tall and heroic. They were all hunters on the mountain, and they were hunting and martial arts. The suits of the guard's clothing were just right for them.

"Touch it, it must be from Songjiang cotton cloth. I have seen the local rich man in the town show off before, saying that this cloth is more than twice as expensive as ordinary cotton cloth." The six people were very satisfied with this outfit, especially Liu Dadao grinning in front of a basin of clear water, squirting endlessly, just like wearing new clothes during the New Year and unable to wait to show off his endless naughty child.

"Look at your lack of excitement. Manager Li just said that he had two sets of single clothes in spring and autumn, and he also had a cotton jacket in winter." Liu Dachui and others grinned and laughed around Liu Dadao.

After Zhu Ping'an walked into the yard, no one else noticed it except Liu Mu appeared immediately.

"Be serious, the young master is here." Liu Mu stood up and reminded Liu Dadao and the others.

"Ah... Hello, young master." Liu Dadao and others then appeared Zhu Ping'an, who was smiling aside, and immediately touched the back of his head with some embarrassment.

Seeing that Liu Mu and the others had settled down, Zhu Ping'an felt relieved. He stayed in the front yard for a while before returning to the back yard.

In May, the child's face changes as soon as he says.

When Zhu Ping'an just returned to the backyard, it was still sunny. After taking a shower and changing clothes, there were already dark clouds outside, and dark clouds rolling in. The thick clouds were like thick smoke on fire, and almost all the clouds drooped to the treetops.

When Zhu Ping'an laid out his pen, ink, paper and inkstone, the raindrops as big as beans outside began to fall.

Tick ​​tick

The raindrops as big as beans hit the windowsill.

“It’s raining, it’s raining.”

Two little girls outside shouted, chirping like sparrows, nervously putting away their washed clothes.

This scene made Zhu Ping'an think of Tang Monk in the American Journey. He couldn't help but shake his head and smile, got up and closed the window to prevent the rain from wetting the rice paper.

Not long after, it turned out to rain outside the window.

I haven't seen such heavy rain for a long time. I remember that the last time I saw this kind of downpour was still going to Nanjing. That was on the way to the Yingtian Prefecture Country Examination in the Ming Dynasty. That downpour also made me see the Long Spit Water Landscape of the Yingtian City Wall.

Good rain knows the season, and spring will be born.

Now is the time to fill wheat. This heavy rain has come. The harvest of farmers in the suburbs of Beijing this year should be much better than in previous years.

Zhu Ping'an retracted his thoughts, lit an oil lamp, took a brush from the pen holder and dipped it in ink, and started to walk on the rice paper.

There was heavy rain in the capital. The Hejian Mansion, which belongs to the northern Zhili, was even heavier than the one in the capital. The heavy rain roared down, just like the crack of the Tianhe River. It took less time for a long time to accumulate half a finger of rain on the road.

In Cangzhou, Hejian Prefecture, the heavy rainstorm is the most violent.

Cangzhou is affiliated to Hejian Prefecture, facing the Bohai Sea in the east, and the Beijing-Tianjin in the north. The Grand Canal runs through the entire territory. The journey from Cangzhou to the north is Tianjin Prefecture, and the journey from Tianjin Prefecture to the north is three hours north.

At this time, the rainfall on the official road leading from Cangzhou to Beijing and Tianjin had accumulated more than half a finger, and some sections of the road were even half a foot deep.

This kind of heavy rain has happened once in a decade for this official road.

There was heavy rain on the official road, and the rain accumulated and the road could no longer be seen. The road was like a straight river surface. The rain was tilted, blurring the vision, and almost no longer could see the road ahead.

The pedestrians who were originally rushing on the road had already gone to the surrounding villages and towns to shelter from the rain. They looked at the pouring rain curtain miserably and could not have the intention of rushing.

"Driving"

A few hoarse sounds of imperial horses came, and a string of horse hooves followed closely. Four horses galloped past the official road, splashing a string of water.

Through the rain curtain, you can see the four fully armed soldiers on the horse's back, wearing armor and holding sharp sergeants holding onto the reins, crawling on the horse's back, walking on the horse's back, crawling on the horse's back to reduce the resistance of wind and rain, save horsepower, and improve horses.

Shortly after the four fully armed soldiers galloped over, they heard a louder sound of chariots and horses moving from behind the official road.

Six soldiers who were also fully armed, as well as more than ten uniform guards, were scattered in an orderly manner, and protected seven or eight carriages with the triangle red flag of the word "Li" in the middle. Especially the carriages pulled by three horses of the same color in the middle were four fully armed cavalrymen who were protected by them.

The soldiers riding horses and the guard guards were wearing straw raincoats, and the handlebars that drove the car were also wearing strawcoats.

The carriage was covered with several layers of felt cloth coated with tung oil, effectively preventing rain from soaking the inside of the car.

"Miss, it's raining outside so hard that I can't see the road."

The window of the carriage in the middle three opened a small gap. The little maid in the carriage looked at the heavy rain outside the window and couldn't help but worry about bulging her face. She was about to arrive in the capital, why is it suddenly raining so heavily? Don't affect your journey. My son-in-law's birthday is coming.

The face that was already wearing a baby was more rounded at this time.

The carriage was arranged very comfortable, like a noble lady's boudoir, coffee table, dressing table, soft collapse, etc. On the soft couch was a beautiful girl, holding a volume of "The Book of Songs", leaning on the soft pillow, looking at the fire in the car with relish.

"It's going to rain, and my mother wants to get married. God loves you, so he will do it."

When the stunning girl heard this, she glanced out of the window, and there was no slight wave in her dark eyes.

The storm is still moving, which is in sharp contrast with the little maid with a bun-faced face.

"But" the little maid with a bun face looked out the window worriedly, and was worried, "Miss, what if this heavy rain affects the road?"

"Won't."

The stunning girl's dark eyes flashed with a shimmer, her red lips slightly opened, and she said two words without any doubt.

"Ah? Really?" The little maid with a bun-faced face was very happy, and her big round eyes looked at her lady with bright eyes.

"Are you questioning me?"

The stunning girl turned a page of the Book of Songs, curled her cherry mouth slightly, and her eyes did not leave the pages, but just glanced at her with her own eyes.

The little maid with a bun face and a little head immediately shook like a rattle.

"Miss Qi, I have something to report to you."
Chapter completed!