"No, it's nothing. I took a quick look just now and seemed to see a bird flying past. I used to have a bird in this house, but it accidentally flew out and was never found again."
Fang Congyun reacted quickly, made up a nonsense excuse, walked back calmly, sat back down, and took the bowl back naturally.
It turns out that this house originally belonged to him. Who knows whether he kept birds or whether the birds flew away?
So Xu Chunshan and Xu Dajun believed it without thinking too much.
Xu Chunshan also answered: "We have lived here for so long and haven't seen it yet. If I see it one day, I will catch it for you and send it to you when the time comes."
"Creating a bird out of thin air", where can you catch it?
Fang Congyun was a little embarrassed, but he didn't show it and thanked him very humbly.
After dinner, it was getting late, and he had to go to school tomorrow, so Xu Dajun didn't stay long and sent him out.
The distance from the inner courtyard to the outer gate is not long. If you walk faster, you can reach it in just a few steps.
Fang Congyun had been brewing for a long time, and he didn't stop until he left the gate, then turned to ask Xu Dajun: "That tall maid just now...is your sister's maid, right?"
Xu Dajun didn't know why, and he was a little confused. This kid just said he saw a bird. Did he see Asarum?
Losing control like that...
When the young master got up, Wutong held the copied book in his hands, with a pair of big black eyes, but the young master went to talk to him.
He didn't go far when he met Wutong who came out to greet him with a lantern.
"Tell me carefully how you inquired about it that day."
After lighting the lamp and polishing the ink, Wutong stood aside and watched the young master spread the paper, rolled up his sleeves, dipped his pen in ink, and started writing, his eyelids twitching happily.
Of course, he didn't know Xu Dajun's inner thoughts, but he felt something was wrong with his eyes. He couldn't help but tensed up and said, "What's wrong? I was abrupt, just think I didn't ask."
After getting the definite answer, Fang Congyun's inner feeling was very indescribable for an instant. He was a little baffled by Xu Dajun's subsequent statement, but he didn't want to think too much about it.
"Have you really found out about Miss Biyi?"
Wutong drank the strong tea in one gulp and cried, "Why do you think this is? Okay, I didn't do anything wrong today?"
"Don't even think about it, the young master knows our handwriting."
"Take this book and read it to me."
"Huh? I'm here, young master! What are your orders, sir?" He woke up immediately and almost stopped standing.
I thought he could go back to sleep after the young master fell asleep, but he stayed up late last night and read the storybook, and now he was really sleepy.
Fang Congyun glanced at him and said, "Go buy it."
Then the young master asked him to make tea, and then asked him to get snacks. Now he asked him to get this, and now he asked him to get that. He was kept spinning around, sleepyheads were chewing on his brain, and he was really sleepy and panicked.
Wutong said "oh" and went out to buy it. Fortunately, East Street was not far away, so it didn't take long to buy it back.
Wutong is confused. The young master is making a fuss. He doesn't need to think quietly? Let him study?
He became excited.
But he didn’t think much about it, nodded in agreement, and went to the kitchen to fetch water.
Fang Congyun sighed when he heard it, and looked at Wutong with a speechless look, "Copy the Analects of Confucius and give it to me before school."
Wutong yawned secretly, winked at Platycladus orientalis, and followed him to the study obediently.
Wutong then told what happened that day.
"Sir, the younger one is here."
Watching the young master's back eagerly as he walked away, Wutong felt like crying but couldn't leave. He could only accept his fate and sit down at the small table to start copying books.
Leng Buding heard his young master say calmly: "Go get hot water, I want to take a bath."
Wutong said reasonably: "Then the Xu family went back to the village to celebrate the New Year. It's not convenient to ask. The Wang family is close. I thought I could be sure by asking what color the Wang family girl was wearing that day. If
If it’s not her, then it must be Miss Xu. If it’s her, then it’s definitely not Miss Xu. It turns out that the girl from the Wang family was wearing blue clothes that day, so the young master must have met her! So there’s no need to ask about Miss Xu.
ah!"
I read and recited it until I fainted, and my head was filled with sleepiness, making me want to fall asleep very much.
Wutong was slightly stunned. In the mansion, this was all Platycladus' job.
"Good morning, Senior Brother Congyun, I have brought all the banknotes. After school in the afternoon, can you ask Wutong or whoever to take me to Shuanggui Lane to have a look?"
No way……
"So, you only asked about girls from the Wang family?"
After a while, Platycladus made him a cup of strong tea. Wutong looked flattering and said, "Arborvitae..."
"you sure?"
Seeing that the young master stopped writing, it was already late at night, could he finally sleep?
He was about to fall asleep when he was startled by the Young Master's shout again.
Xu Dajun shook his head sharply, "She is my sister's maid. Her name is Xixin. She is eighteen years old and has great strength."
"Wu Tong."
He nodded to Xu Dajun, stepped down the steps, turned back and waved his hand to Xu Dajun, and then walked back and forth.
But I never thought that the young master was not in a hurry to go to bed, but still had to go to the study to write an article, and asked him to take care of the pen and ink.
But without hesitation, he took the book, opened it, and began to read from it.
You actually like the Asarum one?
Fang Congyun: Thank you for your brain.
"Master, why are you still copying?" Wutong was about to cry. What on earth did he do wrong? He really wanted to sleep, his hands hurt, and his heart was so tired.
Fang Congyun said: "I will take you there after school."
"Okay, I'm going home. You don't need to send me more. I'll see you in school tomorrow."
Outside the classroom, I happened to meet Xu Dajun. He smiled and nodded and said: "Good morning, Dajun."
Fang Congyun looked at him deeply.
After eating breakfast, looking at Wutong walking behind him, Fang Congyun called him: "Wutong."
Arborvitae patted him on the shoulder and left without looking back, leaving him alone in the study burning the midnight oil.
Fang Congyun didn't even look at it, so he asked him to put it aside, and then said: "I want to eat fried buns from East Street, go buy them."
Wutong:……
But the fact is that the young master was going to rest, but before leaving, he was asked to stay and copy the Three-Character Sutra five times and read it in the morning.
Without saying anything at the moment, he went all the way back home and entered Qingpu Courtyard. Wutong was thinking that after Platycladus orientalis took over, he could go back to wash and sleep.
It wasn't until dawn that I finished copying the books, but I still couldn't figure out what I had done wrong.
"I understand! Isn't it Miss Wang? Young Master, you already knew this!"
Suddenly, he looked at Fang Congyun with a strange look. What does this boy look like?
Wutong carefully probed, "Sir, I wonder what I did wrong? Please tell me clearly."
…
"Sure..."
Xu Dajun looked sideways: Why do you feel that Senior Brother Congyun is acting weird today?
"Think about it carefully, Master will never punish you without reason."
When the young master took a bath and changed clothes, he wringed his hair dry and simply pulled it up with a hair tie, making it suitable for sleeping.
Fang Congyun ignored his wails, carried the book basket out of the yard, and walked briskly to the school.
"No, just find someone to take me there. Don't you have to do your homework first after school every day?"
"It doesn't matter."
"Oh, okay then." He felt right, this kid was indeed not normal today!
Why?
Is it because of Asarum?
Thinking like this, Xu Dajun looked at Fang Congyun with a strange expression.
Fang Congyun was baffled by this and couldn't help but look himself up and down. Is there something wrong with the way he was dressed today?