Chapter 759 You Know that This Is Not What I Mean

And the four hooves of the steed under him didn't touch the ground, and the snow foam splashed everywhere.

With a sound of "Woo~", the man got off his horse neatly.

Immediately, a servant took over the whip in his hand and held an umbrella for him.

"My Lord, please be safe." Ruoyin led everyone to salute.

Fourth master gave a faint "um", and glanced across the crowd in the backyard.

"Chinese New Year is coming soon, but the Empress Dowager's funeral has just passed. Huang Ama ordered the whole country to mourn, and remember that no firecrackers are allowed in all houses. Even during the Spring Festival, everything should be kept simple."

"Yes, I will follow fourth master's orders." Ruoyin returned together with everyone.

The fourth master was probably tired. He hadn't rested for a few days, so he brought his servant back to Wanfang Anhe.

Since that day, he has never been in or out of the backyard.

Ruoyin saw him again, it was New Year's Eve.

On this day, Ruoyin's Xinghuachun Pavilion was busy from morning till night.

Either cutting window grilles, writing couplets, or making jujube buns and making dumplings.

Of course, such things as cutting window grilles are done by the servants.

Ruoyin took Hong Yi and Hong Xiu to write several Spring Festival couplets.

After the ink on the Spring Festival couplets is dry, send them out for the servants to paste.

As for the couplets in her own room, Ruoyin had a whim and wanted to post them herself.

Seeing that it was getting dark, she asked the servants to bring a stool, and then stepped on it carefully, pasting up the Spring Festival couplets and banners.

Moreover, she admired herself for a few seconds, observing whether the posting was correct.

"Well, writing and posting couplets by myself is quite old-fashioned..." She said to herself.

The most important thing is to have that sense of accomplishment in my heart.

It stands to reason that usually, after she said such things, the servants would go along and flatter her.

But today, after she finished saying this, there was silence around her.

However, Ruoyin didn't think too much about it. With the support of the servants, she carefully got off the stool.

As a result, she turned around and looked up, only to find a tall and straight dark blue body standing in front of her.

"Master." Ruoyin squeezed out a bright smile, wanting to say why fourth master is always elusive, scary people will scare people to death!

The man stood there with his hands behind his back, his cold eyes swept the woman up and down.

It was rare for her to wear a bright red flag dress, and the makeup on her face was brighter. She was festive and charming.

In fact, he has been here since she started posting Spring Festival couplets.

But he was worried about appearing suddenly and scaring her, so he kept silent.

At this moment, he pointed to the Spring Festival couplets above, and asked coldly: "Who allowed you to post the couplets?"

"Myself." Ruoyin pointed at himself, and said as a matter of course: "Who doesn't post Spring Festival couplets?"

"You know that's not what I mean." The man said seriously with a straight face. In order to prevent her from making jokes, he simply pointed out: "Which family's Fujin is as playful as you, stepping on the bottom of such a high flowerpot, and still standing on the ground?" Climb up to post Spring Festival couplets, huh?"

Why does he feel that she is like a child, as long as he is not around, she can go to heaven and earth.

But sometimes, she is just a little woman.

Especially in winter, when I like to drill into his arms to keep warm.

Ruoyin: "..."

Well, she knew that fourth master was doing her best, so she didn't talk back.

She just stood in front of him, looked down at her toes, and played with the newly painted dandelion, like a little daughter-in-law who made a mistake.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit cold, the servants all went out, not daring to mingle.

Seeing the woman's cute and innocent appearance, fourth master's anger was half relieved.

She is always like this, obviously doing something wrong, but she seems aggrieved and helpless.

It made him a little bully instead.

The man stepped back for a walk, looked up at the Spring Festival couplets, and diverted his attention.

However, the more you look at it, the more wrong it becomes.

"Look at me...why are the words on the Spring Festival couplets so ugly, where did you buy them?"

The corners of his mouth were down, and his eyes were full of disgust.

At the end, I added another sentence, "The calligraphy written by Hongyi is better than this. No... It should be said that this calligraphy is not as good as Hongxiu's."

What!

Hongxiu is only five years old, and he started to learn to write this summer, so he can write better than her?

Ruoyin was so angry that she gritted her back teeth fiercely, this master is cruel enough!

But this New Year's Eve, it's better to be kind.

"Master..." She raised her head awkwardly, looked at the man, hesitated to speak, "I wrote these Spring Festival couplets myself."

I thought that those who don't know are innocent, but if she said it was written by her, Fourth Master should save her some face.

Who knew that the man gave a faint "hmm", "I know, I have seen your handwriting, and your handwriting has really not improved much in the past few years."

For Ruoyin, this sentence was like a stab in her heart.

Yes, he has seen the scriptures that she copied, as well as the women's commandments and ledgers, so he can naturally recognize her handwriting.

But he can read her handwriting, and he still has that poisonous tongue, which means he has a problem with her.

The point is that she has seen Hongxiu's handwriting, a child who just learned to write, it is absolutely impossible to write better than her.

Moreover, Hongyi also said that her character is among the best among women.

Now she seriously suspects that fourth master is deliberately angry with her, in order to hurt her to post Spring Festival couplets in person.

Ruoyin was so angry that she pinched her waist with one hand, and snorted softly, "Yes, my handwriting is the worst, and my handwriting is the best, but you are busy with everything, so you can't let you write a Spring Festival couplet, right?"

Her cheeks puffed up as she spoke.

The man was not annoyed, instead he chuckled lightly: "Who says you can't do it anymore, hurry up and let the slaves prepare paper and ink."

It's New Year's Eve, so don't give her a hard time, just let her have a long memory.

To save her from being serious, she was really angry.

Just at this moment, Hongxiu called out, "Ama, Erniang, I want to make dumplings!"

"Hey, here we come!" Ruoyin gave the man a coquettish look, and went out.

When she arrived in the hall, she told the servant: "Li Fukang, go prepare paper and ink for the fourth master."

"Hey." Li Fukang was just an errand runner, and he went to do it in a hurry.

In the hall, Grandma Liu and Qiaofeng Qiaolan were making dumplings around the big round table.

Hongyi and Hongxiu were also sitting there having fun.

Ruoyin suggested making dumplings, so she naturally participated in it.

Hongxiu was kneading the little dough in his hand, and meddling in his own business.

He raised his head and looked at Ruoyin, and asked inexplicably, "Emiang, it's time for New Year's Eve dinner, why are you preparing paper and ink for Ama?"

"Your ama thinks that my mother's handwriting is not good-looking, and she said that he wants to write a pair of Spring Festival couplets himself." Ruoyin quickly made a dumpling, looked up at the fourth master playfully, "Your ama will write the Spring Festival couplets later At that time, both of you brothers went to see it, just to learn a little bit."

As soon as the voice fell, she was stared at by the man.

"Oh." Hongxiu replied.

After hearing this, Grandma Liu on the side was secretly happy for her master.

You know, this backyard has never had a Spring Festival couplet with fourth master's own inscription.