I Became the Heroine of Abusive Novel and Her Elder Brother

    Jun Huailang only knew that Xue Yan would come to the mansion, but did not expect it so soon.

    He informed his father early the next morning, and arranged for someone to go to the courtyard opposite to clean up. He has never been proficient in these chores, and he didn't know what to do. He went to the courtyard for a walk, and found that he couldn't start, so he arranged the matter to Fuyi.

    When he was free, he took the time to go to Linjiang Academy and circled around the dam.

    As Shen Liufeng said, the dam was built quite firmly, and it was built according to the direction of the river, and the outlet for irrigating the fertile land was opened, so that the river water can be sparsely in the usual place, which can be seen from Shen Zhifu It took a lot of thought.

    Therefore, even though the rain is abundant this year, the river surface is within a safe range and does not overflow the embankment.

    After turning around, Jun Huailang buried some doubts in his heart, and always felt that there was something strange in the breach of the river bank.

    At noon, Jun Huailang returned to the house.

    He originally wanted to go back to see how Fuyi had tidy up the courtyard opposite, but when he arrived at the gate of the Governor's Mansion, he was shocked by the lively scene.

    The housekeepers carried large and small cages and went in and out at the gate of the house. It was Jinbao who was standing at the door and instructing them to carry things.

    Jun Huailang hurried forward.

    "Grandpa Jinbao?" He asked in surprise.

    Although Jinbao is now the number one celebrity in front of the all-powerful King Guangling, how can he dare to say "Father-in-law" as Jun Huailang?

    He hurriedly bowed and saluted Jun Huailang, smiling so happily that he could not see his teeth but his eyes: "His Royal Highness. The prince got off the ship today, and he is having a drink with you all at the moment."

    Jun Huailang was quite surprised: "That father-in-law didn't come with His Highness?"

    Jinbao thought, there is Duan XIV, it doesn't matter if he is here or not, no one can touch his master anyway.

    He smiled and said: "There is no need for servants to serve at the banquet. The servants made their own decisions and moved the prince's salute in advance, so that the prince can stay in the mansion today."

    Jinbao naturally does not dare to make such an assertion, but he cannot be allowed to say that his master is in a hurry to live in the house of His Royal Highness, and he will lose his temper if he stays on the boat for one more day?

    Jun Huailang was puzzled: "Why are you in such a hurry?"

    After all, Jun Huailang also came by boat from Chang'an, so he knows how troublesome it is to move back and forth. The things they use every day need to be put away. The first two days are naturally unstable. They stayed on the ship for two days before they were all moved.

    Jinbao had already thought about his words, and sighed pretentiously when he heard the words.

    "Your Highness does not know, the more day the master stays on the boat, the more sin he suffers." He said.

    Sure enough, Jun Huailang immediately asked: "Why is this?"

    Jinbao said: "I don't know why, but the master will get dizzy when he is on the boat. The two days ago I was in a hurry, and it got worse. I stayed on the boat again last night, and the master had an early headache this morning. I didn't even eat a few bites."

    He naturally exaggerated. Although Xue Yan was seasick, firstly, their boat was large, so it was much more stable, and secondly, his symptoms were very mild, even if he was a little unwell due to the trip two days ago, he slept a night last night, and he was completely healed.

    But as expected, he saw the worried look on the bottom of the Prince's Palace.

    "So serious?" Jun Huailang asked.

    He knew that someone would get dizzy in a boat. When they went south last year, the people following them got seasick. The more serious one had a high fever all the way, vomiting and diarrhea, and almost lost half of his life when he arrived in Jinling.

    He suddenly remembered Xue Yan's bad look last night.

    It's not that I'm in a bad mood, it's that I'm not feeling well...

    He knew that Xue Yan was used to forbearance, which was the case in the palace before. No matter how difficult and painful it is, even if you have just been tortured, you can still fetch water by yourself without making a sound.

    He naturally won't let his discomfort show.

    Jinbao carefully observed from the side, and sure enough, there was a bit of worry on the bottom of the Prince's Palace, and the eyebrows were also condensed. His clear and handsome appearance, as soon as he showed such a sad face, was like a jade mountain about to collapse, so that others would also heartily feel sorry for him.

    It's no wonder that the King of Hell has such a messy mind towards others... Jin Baobei slandered.

    After a while, Jun Huailang said: "I see. What else are you missing here? Fuyi is familiar with Jinling City. If there is anything important, I will send him to buy it."

    Jinbao responded quickly.

    Jun Huailang nodded at him, and then entered the mansion gate first.

    Jinbao looked at his back and sighed.

    Master, the minions can only help you here.

    —

    Although Xue Yan has not been seasick for a long time, his alcohol intake is extremely poor.

    Even in Beijing, few people know about it. After all, as the emperor's favored prince, he is also a cold-faced Yan Luo. On weekdays, he socializes and socializes. He is willing to go to save face. Who would dare to persuade him to drink?

    But in Jiangnan, it is different.

    Shen Zhifu is famous for his long sleeves and good dance. If it weren't for this, he wouldn't have been able to sit so firmly in such a good place as Jinling.

    This area of ​​Jiangnan is not only rich and talented, but also a good place for entertainment.

      The matter of receiving officials is a natural exchange of human relations in the officialdom, and it is natural that local officials need to be the host.

    Shen Zhifu has made experience in this matter, and every time he can use the smallest expenditure to let the officials in the capital have a good taste of the magnificent scenery of the south of the Yangtze River, and teach people to play without spending much gold and silver The guests and the host enjoyed themselves and lingered.

    The King of Guangling is here, and of course there is no exception.

    Therefore, a banquet held in the stone boat by the lake was held from noon to evening in one breath. Food and drinks, singing and dancing at the banquet are all Jiangnan characteristics. The people who came to teach Chang'an went from the majestic and solemn capital to the Jiangnan water town with small bridges and flowing water.

    But Xue Yan has no interest in these bells and whistles.

    In normal times, he was unwilling, so he naturally slapped his sleeves and picked him away, not to mention how many high-ranking officials and elders of the dynasty were on the opposite side.

    But not this time, this time there was Jun Huailang's father.

    According to the indifference of Duke Yongning, he would not come to such a banquet. But this time it was not only for Xue Yan, but also for his friend Shen Zhifu, so he never left.

    Xue Yan could not go.

    All afternoon, the drinks in the banquet never stopped. He didn't like watching songs and dances, and it happened that Duke Yongning didn't like it either. He sat beside him and chatted with him about the court in a short while.

    Just a few words, Yong Ning Gong admired him quite a lot, and after a while, he talked more and began to toast Xue Yan frequently.

    Even if they were drinking peach blossoms from Jiangnan, it was intoxicating.

    So when Jun Huailang came to Xue Yan's courtyard at night, he saw this picture.

    Xue Yan sat crooked on the couch by the window, did not take off her shoes, stepped on the couch with one foot, resting her forehead with one hand and her knee with the other, looking like a golden sword A bandit in a cottage.

    He frowned, closed his eyes and dozed off, and at first glance he was not very comfortable.

    The people in the room are still busy making arrangements, and people come in and go out. However, even though the courtyard was messy at this time, only the three feet around him were orderly, and it seemed that the servants around him took good care of him.

    He had hangover soup by his hand, some snacks on the table, and Jinbao was fanning him beside him.

    Jun Huailang stood in front of the door and hesitated for a while.

    He smiled, only feeling that his old habits were hard to change, but he forgot that Xue Yan was not what he used to be, and he was no longer the poor prince that no one cared about and only remembered by himself.

    I only thought about him being seasick, and I was a little worried, but I forgot about the servants today, even if King Guangling is still the sullen gourd who doesn't say anything, he will not dare to ignore his words and take good care of him of.

    On the contrary, he was a bit superfluous.

    Jun Huailang stopped at the door when Jinbao saw him sharply.

    Sure! He knew that this soft-hearted prince, His Highness, would definitely take the initiative to come to see the prince today!

    Jinbao couldn't help but applaud and cry for his kind deeds during the day.

    The Lord of Hell at this moment, but the Lord of Hell who drank wine, that is, hot oil is poured on the cannonball, and you can eat it without ordering. At this moment, they waited cautiously, for fear of touching the tiger's beard, and as a result, His Royal Highness came.

    This is really my blessing!

    Jinbao hurriedly said: "His Royal Highness, you are here!"

    As expected, the tiger lying on the side of the couch suddenly opened his light-colored eyes and looked towards the door.

    Jun Huailang heard this, with a gentle smile on his face, and walked in with Fuyi.

    Jinbao saw that the king of Hell, who was slightly drunk on the couch, quietly put the foot on the couch down.

    "My lord moved in today, it was a little hasty, so I thought to see if there was anything missing." He walked up to Xue Yan and raised his hand to let Fuyi behind him Put your things on the table.

    "I heard that the lord was a little seasick, so I brought some loquats, early-ripening sour apricots, and some cool mung bean water to the lord." Jun Huailang continued. "When I came to Jiangnan last year, some of my followers were seasick, and it was useless to seek a doctor, but I'll be fine after eating these."

    Fuyi put the tray in his hand on the table. On the top is a plate of washed fruit, still stained with crystal water droplets, and a bowl of mung bean water, swaying the clear color.

    Xue Yan raised his eyes to look at him, and his eyes were a little dull because of the drunkenness.

    Jinbao can't wait to cough up his throat to remind this ancestor to come back to his senses.

    Jun Huailang was stunned for a while, and then asked, "Is your lord drinking?"

    Xue Yan hummed hoarsely, raised his finger and pointed to the position beside him: "Sit."

    Jun Huailang walked over and sat down.

    Xue Yan supported his forehead, raised his hand, picked something out of the plate, and threw it into his mouth.

    It's a green apricot.

    Jinbao's heart came to his throat.

    Others don't know, the servants he serves every day cannot be ignorant. Their masters are not very taboo on weekdays, but only do not like to eat sour.

     But immediately after, he saw his master's face did not change, chewed the green apricot, and swallowed it.

    "Is it better?" Jun Huailang looked at him with anticipation and concern in his eyes.

    Seeing his master looking at each other, he nodded obediently.

    “Much better,” he said.