Chapter 790 Daily Life of the Sun Family
Sun Mansion, study.
The paper ball that was compressed to the extreme hit the wastebasket with a bang. The two-foot square wastebasket swayed left and right, and finally fell to the ground, and more than a dozen out.
Sun Shaozong glanced back and felt more and more annoyed.
In the past, he had at most written a case report or something, but this was the first time he had submitted a formal memorial to make suggestions.
Even if I found some templates in advance, I still didn't know how to write when I really started.
After all, the memorials of that time were much more ornate than the official documents of later generations.
With Sun Shaozong's current level, it would be good enough if he could explain things clearly using classical Chinese. It would be really difficult for him to conform to the whole story.
In the past, he could just barely get by.
Anyway, he was a military scholar and not a serious scholar, so Emperor Guangde would not care too much about it.
However, after this memorial is sent up, it must be circulated within a certain range, and it may even be sent out openly for discussion by relevant departments.
Even if Sun Shaozong was not afraid of being laughed at by others, he still had to consider the reputation of the Dali Temple.
That's all.
You should think it over before you continue writing.
Sun Shaozong threw the purple hair brush on the table and fetched a bucket of well water from the yard to wash. The bone-chilling touch immediately cleared up the irritability in his heart.
Maybe I should find someone to help polish it?
For example, Yu Qian is quite suitable.
It just so happened that he could now be considered a close minister to the emperor, and he could also find out what Emperor Guangde would react to this memorial.
But it's impossible to do it today. Seeing that it's getting dark, I'd better wait until tomorrow to go to the Ministry of Revenue to look for him - then I can go under the pretext of asking for salary on behalf of the Dali Temple.
Having said that, I really don’t know what the Ministry of Revenue is thinking. They are still withholding the money at this critical juncture - aren’t they afraid that people inside and outside the court will think they are taking revenge?
Thinking about the disputes in the court in his mind, Sun Shaozong walked out of the courtyard without restraint. Just after taking a few steps towards his home, he saw his son Sun Chengyi running in front of him from a distance.
Beside him was a woman and two maids, each holding up their arms like old hens, protecting him in front and behind, fearing that he might bump into something by accident.
But the more this happened, the more Sun Chengyi rushed towards the dangerous places, either climbing the railings or jumping over stones, holding a bamboo pole picked up from somewhere in his hand, and chopping anything he saw.
Tsk~
This little bastard really deserves to be punished!
Sun Shaozong immediately blocked his son's path with a fierce look on his face and his hands behind his back.
“Daddy!”
The little fellow didn't know what was going on. When he saw his father in front of him, he ran over with joy, took out a sesame ball that had been bitten twice from his pocket, and presented it to Sun Shaozong like offering a treasure: "Daddy, have some candy."
Sun Shaozong could no longer hold back, he bent over and held the boy in his arms, took a bite of the sesame ball, and said with a smile: "Daddy has already eaten, you can eat it yourself - dear son, what were you playing just now?"
"Swordplay."
Sun Chengyi waved the bamboo stick in his hand vigorously, and added seriously: "Learn how to wield the sword from daddy!"
this……
"Remember to talk about sword dancing next time."
After correcting his son's slightly ambiguous statement, Sun Shaozong was actually somewhat interested.
A few days ago, he said that he would practice martial arts diligently, but it never happened. Now he can kill two birds with one stone.
"Let's go! Daddy will show you...ah, let me show you how to dance with a sword!"
He strode into his own yard holding his son in his arms. In order to avoid favoritism, he also called his daughter out.
Originally, he wanted to ask the old women and maids to help restrain the two children, but when he took out the Frostmourne from the inner storehouse, he found that the three wives and concubines were already waiting in the yard.
Seeing everyone's support, Sun Shaozong also became interested. He threw his cloak to Ruan Rong and swung the sword in his hand. He didn't care what moves he used, but it was always powerful and majestic.
In fact, when it comes to martial arts proficiency, he is still a long way behind his cheap brother.
But all those present were women, how could they tell the quality of their eyebrows and eyes?
Seeing this weapon weighing over 100 kilograms being swung up and down by their master, everyone stared intently and cheered.
While You Erjie was fascinated by what she saw, she was looking forward to the evening's Dragon and Horse Spirit even more.
He also thought that Sun Shaozong would definitely take a bath after practicing martial arts, and he could just use the things he had prepared a few days ago.
So he hurriedly called Caixia over and whispered a few words in her ear.
After hearing her aunt's instructions, Caixia's oval face turned red. She wanted to evade the request, but You Erjie pushed her, urging her to hurry up and make arrangements so as not to spoil the Second Master's interest.
Caixia had no choice but to go to the small kitchen quietly.
Although the yard was really bustling, it was already time for dinner. How could the old women and maids in the kitchen dare to leave without permission?
They could only take a quick glance through the crack in the door and then chatter among themselves.
Suddenly seeing Caixia coming in, the middle-aged cook in the lead hurriedly stood up from the bench, wiping her hands on her apron and saying with a smile, "Miss Caixia is coming here at this time, could it be that Aunt You has something to say?"
Although she greeted everyone with a smile, Caixia had no intention of returning the favor - Caixia had worked in this small kitchen for a period of time before, and had been bullied by the cook many times.
So Caixia just replied with a stern face: "Auntie has asked the kitchen to prepare hot water and a bathtub, and bring them to our room after dinner."
"Do you want a big tub or a small one?"
"The biggest one."
When she mentioned the word "biggest", Caixia couldn't help but blush again.
The cook had just been disappointed and was feeling a bit unhappy. Seeing her like this, how could she not know what was going to happen tonight?
He couldn't help but tease, "You are so lucky, young lady. You just saw the Second Master using a sword, and now you have to learn the Second Master's spear skills..."
"Pooh!"
Before she could finish her words, Caixia got angry and spat in her face, cursing, "Who the hell are you? How dare you talk nonsense about our Second Master?"
The cook regretted what she said as soon as she said it.
If you offend the eldest master in this mansion, you can still ask the second master for mercy, but if you offend the second master, then there will be no one to save you.
She didn't even bother to wipe her face, and hurriedly said with a smile: "How can you say that? How dare I talk about the Second Master? Miss, please don't misunderstand me. I am used to joking with people, and I was mean at the moment, but I have no other intentions!"
Having said that, he slapped himself in the face, neither too lightly nor too heavily.
Caixia snorted and said without even turning her head, "Don't forget to send the bathtub to the west wing after dinner."
"I know, I know. We won't delay our work! Take care, girl!"
The cook shouted a few words after her, then turned around and spat, "Shameless bitch! She doesn't even have a name, yet she dares to ride on our heads and bully us - let's see if she can get rid of her stirrups one day, I'll tell you how I'll deal with her!"
The kitchen was strangely quiet, no one objected, and no one agreed...
But after Caixia left the kitchen, she went straight back to the west wing and rummaged through the drawers and found two items.
At first glance, these two objects are similar to the erotic bras of later generations: two oval pieces of cloth connected together, with an egg-sized hole in the middle.
However, these two bras are decorated with a lot of fine velvet, which feels soft to the touch but a little rough when rubbed.
Putting the two objects together with a few pieces of scented soap, Caixia looked at them with a red face and couldn't help spitting again: This Aunt You is really a troublesome witch. She has come up with so many tricks and even got herself involved.
No, I can't do what she wants today!
After making up her mind, Caixia gritted her teeth, lifted the curtain, went out, and went straight to find You Erjie to talk it out.
…
It was almost noon the next day.
Caixia got up slowly, and with a red face, she swept out half a bucket of water from the west wing. She didn't know why, but she couldn't help rubbing her chest again and again.
