Time Travel: My whole family is a villain

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The wheels rolled for a long time.

Jiang Mianmian ate six preserved fruits, and her teeth were a little sore.

Just got to the place.

A very big door.

Like the gate of a university.

Tall and big.

A door is very expensive. In addition to the thick wooden boards, the bearings of the door are definitely not cheap.

There is also an iron ring on the door. There is an animal head on the ring. The eyes of the animal head are like gems and are gray.

There is a plaque hanging on the beam on top of the door - Jiang Mansion

Gold lettering on a black background, it looks very new.

The welcoming official should have said in a proud tone: This is the word given by the prefect himself.

But now, facing the frail and charming Lord Sima who kills people without saying a word, the official Xiao He wiped the sweat from his forehead: "This is the prefect's calligraphy, specially prepared for Lord Sima. I wonder if adults like it?"

Jiang Changtian nodded slightly, okay, this word is not as good as Brother Yehang's.

Jiang Mianmian and the others got off the carriage and found that there were stairs at the gate.

No wonder it doesn't open easily.

It feels very inconvenient to get in and out. You have to walk up a stone staircase first, but it looks much more majestic.

Go up the stairs and then the door. There are stone sculptures on both sides of the door.

Jiang Mianmian looked at it curiously. It wasn't a lion, but one on each side. She didn't know what kind of animal it was, but it looked fierce.

The stone carvings are old, not as new as the house signs.

Aunt Yin recognized this house as it belonged to an official who had retired from the previous imperial court. It was very mysterious.

The whole family moved before the rebels came.

Later, the house was occupied by rebels, and the rebels were recruited, and the house was freed up for Mr. Jiang.

There is a courtyard with four entrances.

It is also very big even in Fucheng.

When there are many people, Jiang Mianmian defaults to having no legs, so her aunt carries her around.

Entering the door, apart from the two servants on the left and right of the gate, you first see a courtyard. There is a row of houses next to the courtyard. The outermost part is probably the wing room where the servants live.

There are trees and flowers in the yard, and there is a tank in the corner next to it, filled with water, which should be used for firefighting.

Passing through this courtyard, you reach a corridor. After walking through the corridor, you will see a relatively large courtyard.

It is like a big playground. If you walk through the middle of the yard in summer, you will get tan easily.

Looking at such a large courtyard, it is somewhat understandable that the daughters of wealthy families would go to pay their respects to their mothers, and would ride in sedan chairs when they felt unwell.

If you don't sit in a sedan chair and run back and forth every day to say hello, three times a day, you have achieved a proper amount of exercise, and you will definitely not become a fair and skinny rich lady, but everyone will probably be strong and dark.

The yard is so big, with corridors on the left and right.There is room.

The lobby, study room, and reception room are all here.

There are rows of pillars, and there are maids and servants standing under the pillars. They are uniformly dressed, and there are a few maids with more outstanding looks.

Seeing the master come in, everyone bowed and saluted.

Thin shoulders, thin waist and thin neck.

Normally this would be a nice sight, but today the officials who greeted her were sweating again when they saw the maid's behavior.

Don't, don't seek death, absolutely don't.

That girl with the long, white neck, don't stick it out, you're worried about being chopped off.

Keep your eyes closed and don't wander around.

I originally thought that the trick I had prepared for using beautiful women in mansions was very useful, but now I feel very embarrassed, nervous and scared.

Stop ogling, stop ogling.

The officials and entourage who followed all the way from the city gate wanted to use their official uniforms buttocks to block the ogling maid.

Do you really think you didn't die quickly enough?

Jiang Mianmian didn't notice these maids. She just felt that in such a big house, sun protection must be taken care of.

One whiteness covers all ugliness, whiteness is very important.

In fact, her mother-in-law's facial features used to be very dignified and beautiful. The reason why it was not obvious was that her skin was a bit dark and too toned, which made her look rough.

If you have snow-white skin, that figure, tsk tsk, is so beautiful just thinking about it.

It seems that grandma is very white, as Jiang Mianmian can prove.

How to make sunscreen?

Forget it, give up and stick to physical sunscreen.

You can wear a gauze on your head or hold an umbrella, and there will be others to hold the umbrella for you.

Following my aunt, I walked inside and arrived at another courtyard.

This yard is awesome, with flowers, grass, ponds, and pavilions. It's just like visiting a park.

There is also a corridor in the outer circle. The ancients considered it for sun protection.

There are stone steps and paths in the middle.

Thinking back to those stories about house fights, here, the aunt and the like had the opportunity to meet the owner of the house, but it was a little embarrassing. Although it was big, it was not so big that you couldn't see people clearly and felt like you could hide and seek.

This is probably where the female family members live. Outsiders are not allowed to come in because the maids brought them in here.

The two official entourage stopped outside.

Looking at the bedrooms one by one, the biggest feeling is how big the bed is.

A bed is probably bigger than one of her modern bedrooms.

There are storage cabinets and bed curtains inside the bed. It seems that a table can be set up inside for eating. It feels like there is an open tunnel under the bed, which can hide several people without any problem.

The bedroom also has an outside room, but it's a long one. It feels like the structure is not as comfortable as their house in Kaner Village.

But the windows, carved wooden pillars and walls here all have a sense of history and wealth.

In comparison, the houses in Kaner Village are probably simply decorated, but here are luxuriously decorated houses.

Jiang Mianmian took a look and saw that there were eight paintings on the bedroom window, including rabbits, birds, mice, flowers and plants...

The doors are also arranged in rows, with carvings on them. They can be fully opened, and the entire room can be opened, or one door can be opened.

The door panel looks very thick.

She specifically looked at the cloth in the middle of the carved door and window. Jiang Mianmian poked it with her hand. It seemed that it was not very easy to poke in. It would not be poked open all at once, otherwise she would feel too insecure.

There is actually another courtyard behind this courtyard, which is deeper.

There is a large racecourse in this yard, with green grass and hills, and there are pavilions on the hills.

This location is awesome.

It is very advantageous to look elsewhere from a high place, with a clear view.

It also serves as a safety lookout.

It was getting dark, so I didn’t climb up.

The lanterns in this house lit up one by one.

It was very touching to see the maid standing on tiptoes and hanging the lantern on a fork.

Even the oil lamps consumed should be a large expense.

Jiang Mianmian is a bit weak. With Jiang Sima's salary, father, can he afford to live in such a big house and support so many servants?

It feels like living in a house like this. When you enter the door, you can see to the naked eye that there are more maids and servants than their own family members.

If the other party wants to rebel, will he be killed by his servants?

Jiang Mianmian had never hired anyone before, so she was still a little confused.

How did you do this in ancient times when you hired more servants than your own family?

But looking at how fluently my aunt was in directing people, it seemed like it wouldn't be a big problem.

Did a rough tour.

It's evening.

The two officials said they were hosting a banquet to welcome the news.

Jiang Changtian waved his hand and said, "I'm here for the first time. Let's take a rest. I'll be a host tomorrow. Please treat everyone."

The two officials did not dare to force Jiang Sima to attend the banquet. They kept saying, "You should, you should. Mr. Jiang, take a good rest. If anything happens, send someone to call Xiaguan at any time. Xiaguan lives on this street." In that house at the corner of the street."

The officials and attendants were gone.

The door to Jiang Mansion slowly closed.

One by one the lanterns were slowly lit.

Jiang Mianmian looked at the lanterns, which were twinkling like stars in the sky.

Take a deep breath.

The wind in Fucheng is hotter than that in Kaner Village.

There is no haze, but there is a bit more smoke and smoke in the air.

On the street outside the yard, someone was making soup, and the smell wafted in.

Starting today, I will settle down in Fucheng.

Today, Mian Mian grew up as the second youngest daughter of a homeless refugee in Jiang, and became the daughter of Jiang Sima's family.

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