190. How many children are you going to have in the future?
The clear fountain water surges and flows along the pure white stone pillars. Silence replaces the noise of the city.
As the car drove into the Heian Shrine garden area, rows of tall pines and cedars were like guards. As far as the eye could see, it was full of greenery, and there was no bleak autumn wind at all.
When he entered the garden area, Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't see the handsome young security guard. He probably wasn't on duty today, or had taken leave and didn't come.
The driver's driving skills are skillful and smooth.
But he is still a step away from Yongshan Ying.
After drinking some wine, Seiko Kamiya had a blush on his face, matching his fair skin. He felt a strange charm and beauty that made people's hearts beat.
Her brown hair was tied behind her head, with a few strands floating on the side of her face. Her golden earrings swayed slightly with her body, making her feel like this deep valley lotus was blooming quietly.
The car window was slightly opened, and the scent of flowers drifted in. Without the protection of the car film, golden sunlight shone in, making her crimson lips even more beautiful.
"Am I that shallow?"
Minamoto norimitsu asked while touching his chin.
"Is not it?"
The answer of Holy Son Kamiya is a rhetorical question.
After a brief silence, Minamoto no Yorimitsu didn't intend to dwell on the matter anymore. Instead, he pondered for a while, looked at her profile and asked, "I have a question for you."
"Please ask."
Seiko Kamiya glanced at him.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu ignored his eyes, but his face was deep in thought, as if he was thinking seriously. After a moment, he raised his head and asked: "Ms. Mizusawa doesn't like you, does she?"
Holy Son Kamiya turned his head in surprise.
He looked at him with strange eyes.
It seemed like he couldn't believe it.
"What nonsense are you talking about?"
"I'm not talking nonsense, I just want to ask. If I don't want to answer, I won't ask to the end."
"Of course not, you are worrying too much."
Seiko Kamiya narrowed his eyes slightly and said something that surprised him: "Do you think the grudge between me and Mizusawa-san is the same as that between Aiko and that child?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu was stunned for a moment when he heard this.
Trying to digest the information.
Then he raised his eyebrows and asked:
"You knew about this before?"
Hearing those words just now, and looking at the smile in Kamiya Seiko's eyes, Minamoto Yorimitsu couldn't help but frown, and felt a little confused.
Since she had known for a long time that her sister and Oiyabukuro Chaon had the intention to violate taboos, why did Kamiya Seiko, the eldest sister, not seem to interfere at all.
When we first met before.
But if you talk about the so-called family tradition, how come you are here? Even if you know about it, you don't care.
This cannot be the family tradition of the Kamiya family.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu really didn't quite understand, so he gave Kamiya Seiko a look that said he was willing to hear the details.
"Don't underestimate the sensitivity of a woman. Besides, I don't care about my sister as much as you think. I just don't want to interfere in many things."
Kamiya Seiko looked at him puzzled, as if her vanity had been satisfied. She would not have had this mentality before, but she was happy with Minamoto Yorimitsu:
"And that's her own business."
"You're going down the wrong path and you're not going to interfere?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu had more doubts about Kamiya Seiko's natural attitude. Judging from his previous behavior, he was not being indulgent, but what he said now was very abnormal. It was obvious that he was letting Kamiya Aiko's life go.
Shengzi Shengya smiled when he heard this, his eyes were a little introverted, and his brilliance was dimmed a little. He seemed to have thought of something, and said in a calm voice:
"She is still young, and she has a chance to make amends if she makes a mistake, so she can play as she pleases for a few more years."
Even if you say this in a calm tone.
But Minamoto Yorimitsu always felt that the other party had a kind of protective mentality, just like a student providing the best possible shelter before stepping out of the school's ivory tower.
Minamoto Yorimitsu thought of what Seiko Kamiya said before.
And such a wealthy marriage cannot avoid becoming a bird in a cage and unable to control its own destiny.
Thinking of this, he seemed to understand something, and he had a different view of Kamiya Seiko. This pair of first-class men didn't seem so unkind to her sister.
Like a mountain of silent and heavy father's love.
Sometimes most of the effort is invisible.
Minamoto Yorimitsu was silent for a while, not intending to delve into whether she was good or bad, so he put the question aside for the time being: "Then what's the problem with you, Miss Mizusawa?"
Grandmaster Mizusawa is very focused on double first-rate.
This is a no-brainer.
He is quite interested in the grievances between women.
Moreover, it can also be used to understand the great master and collect appropriate information, which can kill two birds with one stone.
However, Seiko Kamiya frowned and looked at Minamoto Yorimitsu strangely, as if he wanted to see something from his face. After a while, he lightly opened his thin lips and said:
"You have always been very smart. You showed this to me vividly last time. How come you don't understand much about this simple problem?"
Minamoto Yorimitsu raised his eyebrows when he heard this.
It's rare for Shuangliu to praise him.
And you are good at using words.
I would like to show it to its fullest.
But you didn't give me this chance last time.
"It's very simple. It's just jealousy."
As if he was really sure that Minamoto Yorimitsu didn't understand, Seiko Kamiya answered calmly.
"Is jealousy causing trouble..."
Minamoto Yorimitsu tapped the armrest with his finger.
"The Kamiya family and the Mizusawa family have little business relationship, but Kyoto is such a big place, and many of our peers were each other's childhood playmates."
Seiko Kamiya continued to explain patiently.
When Minamoto Yorimitsu heard this, he turned his head and asked curiously: "Did you have a good relationship before?"
"It's not bad." Seiko Kamiya propped up his chin and stared out the window, and said softly: "But as people grow up, they will have more troubles and distracting thoughts will increase, right?"
"Because appearance, personality, family background, these things are all compared. When I go to school, I compare academic ability and the number of boys being pursued. After work, I compare my grades and my ability to be praised."
"Actually, it's very simple. Ordinary people will also compare themselves like this, but it will basically not evolve into this kind of deliberate targeting. Ultimately, the reason is because they have to survive first."
"And we have plenty of time and money. There is no need to endure our emotions just because we feel uncomfortable. At most, we should pay attention to the face of our family and not make tit-for-tat public. You can think it is too boring."
Kamiya Seiko's tone was very calm, so calm that he didn't even blink his eyes. He even felt a little bored. He seemed to be sharing common sense when he said this.
In fact, it is similar. Being born into a wealthy family since childhood has made it easier for ordinary people to embark on a different life, and the restrictions and shackles they receive are also inversely proportional.
For example, ordinary people are struggling in society for houses and cars, while they have lost their most basic freedom and their innate and precious will.
But compared to their survival needs, their loss is not too tragic. It can only be said to be a side effect of being reincarnated too well. There must be gains and losses.
Just like what she said just now, friends have become competitors since childhood, or they just compare themselves when they are bored. Women's psychology is that simple.
And compared to office workers or ordinary students who need to pay attention to the influence between teachers, classmates or colleagues, they have no such worries at all.
This is a place with a very strict hierarchical system. Among the real upper-class people, as long as their own fundamental interests are not involved, face is what they care about most, and it is much more important than a small amount of money.
Similarly, this is also why when Oyakubag Chaon learned the identity of Minamoto no Yorimitsu, he was afraid that he would offend him because he wanted to avoid punishment.
Even Yoshikawa Yumi, who hated him deeply at the time, did not get carried away by anger and went to seek revenge on him when she learned that he had the corresponding financial resources and status.
Because the gap has reached a certain level.
Besides, the word revenge is like a joke.
Minamoto Noraimitsu thought about her words for a moment, and then said clearly: "In a nutshell, it means you are full after eating?"
"Although this description is very rustic and doesn't sound elegant enough, it's basically the same."
Kamiya Seiko curled his lips, helplessness flowed from his beautiful eyes, as if he didn't know how to evaluate Minamoto Yorimitsu's summary of his words.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu did not get the important information about the great master as he wished, so he sighed and said:
"So after learning that you who usually don't like to associate with men suddenly have a relationship with me, she wants to get involved no matter if it's true or not, and she still wants to disgust you even if it's false. She must have this kind of mentality, right?
"
"Your analysis is basically correct."
Holy Son Kamiya nodded this time.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu said thoughtfully: "So I am just a plaything between the two of you."
"I don't agree with this."
Seiko Kamiya felt that the speed of the car had slowly slowed down. He pinched his somewhat stiff neck with his hands, looked at him with a half-smile and said:
"You are standing on both sides and stepping on two boats."
"Probably not?"
The light surface does not change the color.
"It is the nature of a man to refuse to admit it after taking advantage of it. It is really bad and suffocating."
Even though Seiko Kamiya said this, there was no disgust in his eyes. Instead, it was like a coquettish expression towards him, and there was a hint of jealousy in his words.
"My transactions are all done on a voluntary basis."
Just when Minamoto no Yorimitsu shrugged and was about to prevaricate again, the driver, who had remained silent the whole time, slowly stopped the car and reminded him through the glass of the central control.
"Miss, we have arrived."
The moment the voice fell, the two of them were silent in tacit agreement. Minamoto Yoriguang looked out the car window, which was also a large courtyard.
It's just slightly different from Juranting.
The gate of the Shenggu Family Courtyard is obviously more majestic than that of Juran Pavilion, but the gate is nearly seven or eight meters wide, and there are two stone lions guarding the house on both sides.
The open space in front of the court was huge, several times larger than in front of my house. It was like a small parking lot, but there were about seven or eight black cars parked as far as the eye could see. The aura looked very intimidating.
This actually made his eyelids twitch a bit.
It turns out that the courtyard villas in the garden area of Heian Shrine are not of uniform house type. The Kamiya family's house in front of them must be at least twice the size of their own.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu got out of the car, his eyes were blurred by the sunset that filtered through the pine trees, and he raised his hands to cover his eyes.
The vehicle behind him has slowly driven away.
The brown-green electronic gate of the courtyard was also opened by the security guard. Looking forward from here, there was a Western-style fountain surging, and he even saw two sika deers.
"What should I do if I'm a little nervous?"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu glanced at Tani Seiko's profile.
"Don't ever tell me that you regret it now, otherwise I will be really angry."
Seiko Kamiya pursed his lips. Compared to the gradually relaxing atmosphere just now, it was now unusually quiet. This sentence still had a dangerous flavor.
"No, no, it's not regret."
"Then why are you nervous?"
"Isn't it possible that I have to stay here tonight? If Miss Shengzi bleeds again, that's why I'm so nervous. This is okay."
Before Seiko Kamiya could speak, Minamoto no Yorimitsu seemed to be relaxing himself, and said with a joking smile: "Besides, I accept the bed."
"Then move your bed into my room."
When Seiko Kamiya spoke, the two of them had already entered the manor under the guidance of security guards in black suits. Her side face was shining red in the sunset.
"After all, it's not far away, and my room is very big. It won't be troublesome to ask a few people to move it."
"But it's still a bit troublesome."
Minamoto Yorimitsu looked at the surrounding environment and found that there was a maid taking care of the garden in the front yard. This opened his eyes again, but the voice on his lips still did not stop:
"If I sleep in Miss Shengzi's bed every day and follow the theorem of forming a habit in twenty-seven days, I will be able to complete this process very quickly."
Develop a habit in twenty-seven days.
This has a scientific explanation.
Minamoto Yoriguang's self-conscious knowledge base is not bad.
"You are so greedy."
Listening to his serious nonsense next to him, Holy Son Kamiya sighed slightly.
As if she had thought of something, she glanced at Minamoto Yorimitsu who put his hand in his pocket, took his arm with a calm expression, and moved her body closer.
It's just that the arms just fit around his waist.
It felt like there was something hard in the pocket of Minamoto Yorimitsu's coat. It was boxy and made her uncomfortable.
Minamoto Noraimitsu looked down at her, and then at the figure gradually approaching in the distance. He took out his hand from his pocket very considerately, put it in front of him for her to hold, and said with a smile: "I'm going to have some in the future.
how many kids?"
"Five, maybe."
The Holy Son of Kamiya did not hesitate.
"Greedy! Insatiable!" Minamoto no Laiguang's face gradually became serious: "Isn't it troublesome to have so many?"
"I can take care of you whether I'm eating, drinking or sleeping."
"Five children, one person is responsible for the same. You think very well about this, but what else do I want from you?"
Minamoto no Yorimitsu criticized her unceremoniously and made no secret of Yu's family status, while Kamiya Seiko looked down on her and accepted everything silently.
She is like a wife who listens to her husband in everything.
Not to mention that this scene was seen by outsiders, even the surrounding maids and servants, as well as the elderly men who had already approached, all had surprised looks in their eyes.
Listening to the fact that he had already exercised his husband's right to speak in advance, Kamiya Seiko could only silently squeeze his hand through his clothes while holding his arm.
Of course this little effort is nothing.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu just smiled at this.
"Miss Shengzi is truly selfish."
"I really can't say anything good about you."
Just when the atmosphere between the two of them gradually relaxed and deviated from the unexpected trajectory, they had unconsciously walked into the courtyard and stood in front of the villa building.
The man with an old face, wearing a suit and a short shirt, with pale but meticulously styled hair, came to the two of them and bowed slightly to salute them.
"Miss, Mr. Yuan."
The old man has short hair on both sides. His face is covered with wrinkles but he has not lost his spirit. He looks silent but not sullen. His etiquette and posture cannot be faulted.
"This is our butler Fujiwara-san."
Seiko Kamiya raised his hand slightly and introduced.
"Hello."
Minamoto no Yorimitsu said hello.
Seiko Kamiya touched the raised corners of his ceremonial dress with his hand and asked casually: "Where is your father?"
"The master of the house is in the backyard now. He told you to go over there first when you come back and let Mr. Yuan wait for a while."
The butler named Fujiwara replied.
"Then I'll go there first."
Kamiya Seiko glanced sideways at Minamoto Yoriguang, who gave her a look. The two of them didn't talk too much, and had already maintained a certain tacit understanding in their hearts.
"Serve tea to Mr. Yuan."
Butler Fujiwara raised his hands, turned to look at the servant waiting in the living room, and gave instructions.
Soon only Minamoto Norimitsu was left in the living room.
During this period, servants served tea, and special pastries were delivered, placed on exquisite silver trays.
Although no host came out to accompany the guests.
But this is not considered disrespectful.
Kamiya's house mostly has Western-style buildings. From what Minamoto Yorimitsu saw, the living room was spread out on three floors, with a hollow central space and a huge crystal chandelier on the top.
But the atmosphere at home has an ancient flavor.
And in the second floor corridor as far as the eye can see.
There was a portrait hanging on the wall. Minamoto Yorimitsu looked at it carefully and found that they were all portraits of men.
There are also written explanations on the wall next to it.
It seems to be the previous head of the Kamiya family, or a famous member of the clan, but it is too far away to see clearly.
But I can hang family portraits on the wall.
This shows that this family attaches great importance to the glory of the family.
Minamoto no Yorimitsu doesn't know what other wealthy families are like.
But he had long heard that these nobles of the Wu family, who still had a pretentious spirit in their bones, attached great importance to this practice. This reminded him of what Seiko Kamiya said about his father's old-fashioned ways.
It seems a bit difficult to deal with.
But I guess she will listen later.
The color of thought in Minamoto Noraimitsu's eyes gradually became darker.
About ten minutes passed.
Just when he picked up the third piece of pastry, which was similar to mung bean cake, the well-dressed Fujiwara butler from before turned back and dismissed the servants next to him.
Butler Fujiwara bowed slightly towards him.
Taking advantage of the situation, he raised his arm to guide the direction.
"Mr. Yuan, the master is in the backyard, please come this way."