All Hail Cousin Brother

Yu Youyao nodded: "I'll send a letter to Miss Song San."

Mother Xu could see that Yu Youyao was not warm to the Zhenguohou's Mansion, and could even be said to be a little cold. Although she was willing to help the Zhenguohou's Mansion, she was not as sincere as Mrs. Yu.

but!

Yu Youyao was not only courteous in her dealings with others, but also generous, without revealing anything, and no one could see through her thoughts.

Nanny Xu felt strange.

As far as she knew, Mrs. Song treated Yu Youyao very well. During the time she entered the Yu Mansion, Mrs. Song had given Yu Youyao many things.

As small as some rare tea, snacks, fruits, and food, as large as some relatively expensive pearls and jade ornaments.

Mrs. Zhen Guohou and Yu Youyao are also close, not to mention Song Wanhui. The two hit it off very well, and it is common for them to give gifts to each other.

Logically speaking, Yu Youyao and the Song family should be very close.

But Yu Youyao's attitude is really confusing.

However, Nanny Xu didn't delve into it. Seeing that Yu Youyao was in a waning mood, she didn't mention the words of the Marquis of Zhen Guo: "This morning, the Xie Mansion entrusted someone to send over a cart of fruits, all of which are rare things. There are peaches, Pears, grapes, papayas, and a basket of hanging greens, I ordered someone to send them to the ice cellar."

In this season, many fruits are just on the market.

Most of the fruits in Beijing are transported into Beijing from other places. Due to the delay on the road, many of them are not fresh after arriving in Beijing.

The fruits sent by the Xie Manor are of good quality and very fresh, so it is not easy to get them.

Yu Youyao's eyes flickered slightly, and she smiled lightly: "Pick some and send them to various places in the mansion, and send some to the second room as well."

Nanny Xu agreed with a smile.

Fresh and high-quality fruits are very precious things, and Yu Youyao is also generous. Whatever he gets, he always thinks about his family, and he would be reluctant to change it to others.

After finishing speaking, Yu Youyao went to the study.

Chunxiao washed a plate of fruit and brought it over, then retreated.

Yu Youyao ate a piece of peach, it was sweet and juicy, even better than the peaches she ate before.

At this moment, Yin San quietly entered the room.

Yu Youyao just smiled: "I knew that the fruit was given to me by my cousin in the name of the Xie Mansion. The land in Shandong is fertile and rich in fruits, like the peaches in Feicheng, which are sweet and juicy; the pears in Guan County are crisp Refreshing; the grapes from Daze Mountain are plump and sweet; the papayas from Licheng are fragrant and soft. Most of the fruits in Beijing are shipped from Shandong every year, but because the production of good quality fruits is limited, the quantity is not much. "

Yu Mansion can also make some every year, and it's just a taste.

This year, there was a rebellion in Shandong, and all kinds of fruits in Beijing became even rarer.

No one else could eat it, but my cousin gave her a cart.

Yin San nodded: "The young master ordered people to prepare it. The rain in Shandong is good this year, and the fruits are more delicious than in previous years. If Miss Biao likes it, I will send some more next time."

Yu Youyao was very happy: "It's so good, you don't have to worry about spoiling it in the cold cellar, and you can eat it slowly." Then, she changed the subject: "By the way, where is my cousin's letter? Give it to me quickly."

Yin San took the package from his back and opened it, and handed a letter and a square box to Yu Youyao.

Yu Youyao quickly took it, and carefully opened the letter: "It's August, and the fruit is abundant and delicious, so I share the same taste with you, and taste it together. You are well, don't read it!"

Yu Youyao counted each character, and after counting twenty-six characters, she couldn't help but curl her lips with a smile.

Although each letter from my cousin was concise and to the point, but after reading it carefully, I could feel his cousin's concern for her, which made her happy.

Yu Youyao carefully folded the letter, stuffed it back into the envelope, and picked up the square box Yin San handed over, without rushing to open it: "What is this? Did my cousin ask you to hand it over?"

Yin San nodded and didn't say much.

Thus, Yu Youyao knew that the things in the box must have been carefully prepared by her cousin, and they must be unusual.

Full of anticipation in her heart, she couldn't wait to open the box, took out the cotton wool in the box, and took out an inkstone from the wrapped silk parchment.

Yu Youyao stared in shock: "This is the red silk inkstone, the red silk inkstone that can only be found in Qingzhou, Shandong!!"

This piece of red silk inkstone, with its red silk reflection belt, is extraordinarily bright and colorful. Its appearance is dense and dense, all of which are extremely beautiful, with beautiful qualifications. The red and yellow patterns are like birds, fish, clouds, mountains, rivers and flowers.

Yu Youyao was holding the red silk inkstone, her eyes glued to it and she couldn't move: "I just read the description in the book, and this is the first time I have seen a real red silk inkstone. It is said that the red silk inkstone is the only one in the world that surpasses the Duan inkstone. The red silk inkstone, because it is too rare and the quality is too rare, so the world knows little about the red silk inkstone."

Many great writers in the past dynasties admired the red silk inkstone, and there are many related records in the books.

But the red silk inkstone is too rare, and it is not easy to mine, so the name of the first inkstone of the red silk inkstone was replaced by the famous name of Duan inkstone, but the red silk inkstone is not in the ranking of famous inkstones, which is enough to prove its transcendent status.

Yu Youyao was full of admiration: "Cousin is really amazing, he can even get such a rare red silk inkstone."

She took a new piece of old ink, poured a little water into the inkstone, rubbed the ink stick, it was firm and moist, and the ink was thick, and when she wiped it with her hands, it was like ointment, the ointment was moist and floating, and the ink color was condensed like pure lacquer.

Yu Youyao smiled and bent her lips: "It is recorded in the "Inkstone Records" that there are three differences in the red silk inkstone!"

"For one thing, other stones are just as warm and smooth as possible. The red silk inkstone is stained with water, and there is nourishing fluid in it. If you rub it with your hands, it will stick like ointment for a long time."

"Secondly, his stone and ink color match each other, but because of his firm and beautiful body, the red silk inkstone is often creamy and floating, and the ink color is condensed like pure lacquer."

"Thirdly, the other stones are used up, even in an instant, and the ink will be dry between the end and the end of the meal. If the red silk inkstone is put back in a box, the ink will not dry for a few days."

Yu Youyao took the rose lettering paper, held a pen in her hand, moistened it with ink, and replied to the letter with the pen.

When writing, I suddenly feel that the ink and paper are smooth, without any sense of stagnation. The lacquer ink adheres to the paper, and the ink dries on the paper after pouring. The ink pen is pure black, soft and bright.

Yu Youyao exclaimed: "Sure enough, the reputation is well-deserved!"

She rambled on and wrote more than a dozen pages of paper, all of which were trivial matters at home, and incidentally mentioned the matter of Song Mingzhao vomiting blood and comatose.

When she felt that her wrist was a little sore, Yu Youyao finally stopped writing.

After re-reading the reply letter, I always felt that I seemed to have written a lot, but when I looked carefully, I felt that there were still many words that I had not finished.

Yu Youyao picked up the pen again, dipped in the ink, and wrote: "In the golden autumn and August, the chrysanthemums are competing to bloom. Although I can't enjoy the reunion with you on the moon, I would like to share the beauty with you!"

In a few days, it will be the Mid-Autumn Festival, and the moon and the moon will be reunited. It's a pity that my cousin is in Shandong, so I can't enjoy the moon and eat moon cakes with her.

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When I went to Shandong, I went to the Cultural Museum and saw a red silk inkstone with yellow and red stripes. I couldn’t move my feet. I wanted to take it home. Don’t think that anything my cousin gave me is worth the details! !

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