Chapter 30 Bet on happiness for the rest of your life
"Then I'll go get the Go chess piece now."
Xia'er said and left happily. She was originally bored and had some entertainment, so she was naturally happy.
After a while, Xia'er brought a Go chess set and played with Xia'er. Only then did Xie Fu realize that Xia'er was not modest, she was a beginner.
While playing chess, Xia'er said, "Miss, I also liked playing chess before."
"Yeah?"
Xie Fu smiled. As a lady, it is not strange to know how to play music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
"It's just that the lady was busy with business and didn't play much. One time she suddenly became interested and asked me to play chess with her. It's just that my chess skills were too poor. After playing for a while, the lady lost interest."
"Mr. Xie, how are your chess skills?"
Xie Fu said "Oops", "I made the wrong move again, and I'm going to lose a few more pieces to you this time. I'll play again."
Xia'er held down Xie Fu's hand, "No, I won't regret it."
Xia'er said happily, eating a few of Xie Fu's pieces, and joked: "Forget it, I think you are worse than me."
After a while, Hu Diquan came in after finishing his work and watched from the sidelines. After the two of them finished playing, he said with a greedy face: "Sister Xia'er, please teach me how to play chess."
Hu Diquan, who had just learned to play chess, was no match for Xia'er.
Xia Er won two games in a row and giggled happily. For the first time in her life, she tasted the joy of victory on the chessboard.
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Unconsciously, another three days passed, and Xia'er, Xie Fu, and Hu Diquan became more and more familiar with each other.
I have to admit that Xie Fu is an interesting person with his own unique opinions. Xia'er always enjoys chatting with him.
Seeing that Xie Fu's body had basically recovered, Xia Er felt a little lonely for no reason.
These days, she has been very happy in this white-faced nest. Xie Fu is very gentle, and Hu Diquan is also very kind...
It was approaching dusk that day, and Xia'er came to the study carrying porridge as usual. As she walked to the corridor, she heard conversations coming from the study.
"Sir, please give Wenwang another chance and help him to [understand] as soon as possible."
"Miss, if Wen Wang is stupid, I will teach him patiently, but Wen Wang is obviously naughty... Hey, please hire someone smarter."
"Sir, I can double your remuneration and ask you to stay and teach Wenwang."
"Uh... Miss, let me tell you the truth, the road to liberal arts is not easy. Even if the young master can [Tongqiao] enter Wencheng Academy, if he cannot establish a foundation and enter Confucianism, he cannot be considered a liberal scholar."
"Besides, there are countless people in Wencheng Academy who are a hundred times more diligent and intelligent than Wen Wang, and there are only a few who can establish themselves as Confucians. Miss, it is better for Wen Wang to be a free young man."
The other party had already said it tactfully, Wen Wang was not a talent, but Tantai Heqing was still unwilling to accept it and said: "That's why I need sir to teach me carefully, maybe... maybe..."
"Miss, literary education is Xiaotian's way of exploring the mysteries. For those of us who don't have the blessings of family ancestors, enlightenment is better than diligent practice. Tang Mou has studied diligently and practiced diligently for many years, and he has been [having]
Cheng] wanders around and fails to establish the foundation to enter Confucianism. Miss, please find someone else."
Tantai Heqing pondered for a long time and sighed, "Then please give me some guidance, sir."
"Um...Miss, you can collect some literati and calligraphy to educate the young master. If you get literati and jade, that would be even better."
Tantai Heqing was surprised, "Wenyu!"
The world generally believes that mutton-fat white jade is the top grade of jade, but there is another kind of jade that most people don't know about, which is Wenyu.
Wenyu is a treasure highly respected by people in the literary world. It is said that Wenyu nourishes people, and people nourish Wenyu. A piece of Wenyu worn by a master in the Xuan Dynasty is a priceless treasure that cannot be measured by money.
But jade is extremely rare and precious, and even a wealthy person like Tantai Heqing can hardly own it.
This jade is in the hands of a small number of special classes. Except for the famous families like the Nine Surnames and Thirteen Wangs who have been passed down from generation to generation, Wen Ting is the biggest master of jade.
Once he established his foundation and entered Confucianism, Wen Ting would give him a piece of literary jade to show his unique identity and status.
However, the jade pendant worn by a person who has entered Confucianism is a symbol of identity and status, just like the title of an official, so there is no reason to give it to others.
Tantai Heqing said softly: "This is a bit difficult, sir, is there any other way?"
"Well... you can also invite people who have entered Confucianism to teach Wen Wang alone. The so-called red is closer to red, and black is closer to ink. With time and edification, you can also "understand the wisdom" as soon as possible."
Tantai Heqing showed a confused expression, "This... is a Confucian scholar who is willing to come to our Tantai Mansion to teach Wenwang."
"Then there's nothing Su Tang can do, so I'll take my leave!"
An elderly Confucian scholar walked out of the study.
Xia Er saluted: "Happy sir."
The old Confucian scholar nodded slightly in return and left quickly.
Xia'er stood in the corridor and didn't walk into the study for a long time. She sighed in her heart. The young master was angry and drove away another gentleman. She couldn't even remember which gentleman this was. Isn't there anyone to control the young master?
Xia'er walked into the study room after a while and saw the young lady sitting on the couch with a gloomy look on her face, wondering what she was thinking.
Seeing that the lady didn't say anything, Xia'er took the initiative to call out: "Miss."
Tantai Heqing came back to his senses and said, "Put down your things." He asked casually, "Has he recovered physically?"
"not yet."
After Xia Er answered, she was shocked that she had actually lied to the young lady, and then secretly convinced herself that Mr. Xie seemed to be weak and sick, so it was reasonable to rest for a few more days.
Seeing that the lady didn't ask any further questions, Xia'er secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
"Miss, Master, he..."
Tantai Heqing raised his hand to interrupt, and took a deep breath, "Don't mention him..." Suddenly he held his chest with one hand, looked ugly, and coughed lightly.
Xia'er immediately stepped forward, gently touched Tantai Heqing's back with her palms, and asked with concern: "Miss, what's wrong with you?"
"It's okay, I'm angry."
Tantai Heqing coughed lightly as he spoke.
Xia Er saw Tantai Heqing coughing repeatedly, and suddenly thought that the half-month bet between Mr. Xie and the young lady was coming soon. The young lady didn't have a cough yet, and she didn't know whether the young lady would give Mr. Xie to...
"Miss, your cough isn't gone yet?"
Tantai Heqing was startled when she heard this, and suddenly remembered that these two people had stopped coughing. If she hadn't been so angry with her own brother just now, she would have forgotten that she had a chronic cough.
Tantai Heqing smiled and said: "The cough is much better. I was just angry just now."
Xia'er was overjoyed when she heard this, "That's great."
Feeling Xia'er's sincere joy, Tantai He turned his head and smiled, his two red lips like opening flower stamens, very beautiful and moving.
Xia'er then noticed that the young lady's complexion seemed much better recently, "Miss, you seem to have become more beautiful recently."
Tantai Heqing was surprised.
Xia Er smiled and said: "What I mean is that the young lady looks much better and her skin is fairer and softer."
"Really? I've been sleeping well lately."
Tantai Heqing said, realizing that these changes seemed to be related to that pretty boy, no wonder...no wonder he dared to bet his life on me.
***The author has something to say***
It is necessary to explain to readers who have been reading along that a book of 2 to 3 million words is not meant to read the first 50,000 or 100,000 words, but to make it more interesting the more you read, not to make it boring.
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