Zhang Yuan had already heard the "Collected Commentary on the Four Books" and the "Five Classics" biographies once, and read the other "Guoyu" and "Warring States Policy" four hundred years later. Since he wants to specialize in "Spring and Autumn", Dong Zhongshu's "Spring and Autumn Fanlu"
and Yang Shixun's "Chun Qiu Liang Zhuan Shu" are must-reads. Zhang Yuan did not have these two books at home, so he asked Fan Zhen to borrow them from Xizhang and read them to him.
It was already the first ten days of the seventh lunar month, and Zhang Yuan's eyes had almost recovered. He once tried reading a page of a book by himself and listening to someone read a page of a book. The memory effect was very different. He could only remember a small half of the page when he read the book by himself.
Nine times out of ten you can remember it after listening to it once——
Zhang Yuan thought to himself: "It seems that God wants me to be eye-catching for the rest of my life. That's fine. It's not uncommon to be able to recite something once I read it, but it's rare to be able to remember it. It's just that I have to always have two people around me who can read to me, Lao Fan and Lao Zhan."
It won't last long, so I have to look for something else. Well, Listening to Books at Night with Red Sleeves and Tianxiang seems good, but I'm still young and don't have money, so I'll take my time and think about it in the long run."
Zhang Yuan's family didn't seem surprised by Zhang Yuan's change. Zhang's mother, Lu, believed that her son had become sensible after suffering from eye problems, while Wu Ling, the little Xi slave who spent time with Zhang Yuan day and night, only felt happy. He liked the current young master.
It was really fun to make Young Master Yan Ke of Xi Zhang look disgraced twice. Ten-year-old Tu Ting can be ignored. Yi Ting is illiterate and doesn't think there is any difference between young masters who study and those who don't. As for Zhang Dachun, Zhang Cai and his son
, they have not yet learned Master Jiezi’s methods.
On the afternoon of the seventh day of the seventh lunar month, the Qiao Qiao Festival, Zhang Yuan was listening to a lecture in his study, and Zhan and his wife were reciting "Spring and Autumn Dew" to him. He heard someone knocking on the small door of the back garden. Those who came in and out of the back door were usually maids who wanted convenience.
Servant, Zhang Yuan asked Wu Ling to find out who it was?
After a while, Wu Ling came with a beautiful maid of seventeen or eight years old. The maid knelt outside the study and cried sadly: "Master Jiezi, my little maid asks Master Jiezi——"
As soon as the maid opened her mouth, Zhang Yuan recognized that she was the beautiful maid who had followed Zhang E to make a bet that day, and asked, "What's the matter?"
Zhang's mother, Mrs. Lu, also heard someone knocking on the door in the back garden and asked Yi Ting, the eldest girl, to come and take a look. When Yi Ting saw the maid from Xi Zhang kneeling outside the young master's study, she said curiously: "Hey, Qiu Ling, what are you doing here?"
What!"
This Qiuling was usually very arrogant. When Yi Ting was washing clothes by the Touji River, she would sometimes stand under the weeping willows on the river bank and eat melon seeds while chatting with Yi Ting. Once, she even deliberately competed with Yi Ting to see whose hands were prettiest.
You have to wash clothes in the water all year round, so your hands are naturally rough, not as delicate as Qiu Ling's, but Yi Ting is not someone to be trifled with. He replied: "I work harder, but I have never been beaten. My wife is right."
You are a nice person." Qiu Ling became angry and ignored Yi Ting again——
At this time, Qiu Ling obviously lost her composure and cried out: "Sister Yi Ting, please help me to beg Master Jiezi. My young master wants to give me to the old man who is the gatekeeper."
Fan Zhen couldn't help but laugh out loud and said to Zhang Yuan: "That's what happened. Master Yanke imitated Master Jiezi and sat in meditation blindfolded for several days. He didn't seem to have any wisdom. He asked someone to read to him, but the more he listened, the more he became restless.
This Qiuling somehow offended Mr. Yanke, and was beaten every three days, but Fan did not hear about the gift to the old gatekeeper - "
Qiu Ling, who was kneeling outside the threshold, said: "It's just a matter of morning. The third young master ordered me to marry the old man in the evening."
Fan Zhen said with a smile: "Is that the old man named Wu? He is over sixty years old, and the pear blossoms are as big as the begonias." She said "tsk tsk" twice, as if she was very envious.
Qiuling cried: "Little maid, please beg Master Jiezi——"
Yi Ting said: "This is strange. Master Yanke wants to assign you to his servants. What do you want to ask my young master to do?"
Qiu Ling said: "Young master Yanke once had a bet with Master Jiezi, and my little maid - my little maid is willing to serve Master Jiezi."
When Zhang Yuan heard this, he felt quite uncomfortable: "This Qiuling heard Zhang E say that he would lose her to me, and kept shouting, "I don't want it. Today, Zhang E will give her to Wu Laocang, so I thought about it."
Come to Dongzhang, hehe, I, Zhang Jiezi, am only better than Old Wu Tou?" He shook his head and said, "I don't want your service."
Qiuling cried loudly: "Master Jiezi, please save the little maid. The old man is old and ugly. He is also covered with scabies. The little maid would rather die than marry him. Please, Master Jiezi, only Jiezi
I beg you, Master, to be able to make the Third Young Master change his mind."
Fan Zhen asked strangely: "What bet?"
Qiu Ling couldn't care less at this time and told Zhang E about her loss to Zhang Yuan that day.
Fan Zhen and Zhan Shiyuan looked at each other, thinking that it was no wonder that Mr. Yan Ke was drunk and crazy that day. It turned out that there was such a big depressing incident.
Fan Zhen said with a smile: "This servant's words are pitiful, and she is indeed not a good match for Wu Cangtou. If Master Jiezi can get her from the Third Young Master, it will be a good thing."
Zhang Yuan stared at Qiu Ling. Although she had some beauty, she was just gaudy, and she was too snobby to be poor and love the rich. He had no interest in her. He shook his head and said: "I don't want her to serve Wu Ling, send her away."
"Wait a minute," Fan Zhen bowed to Zhang Yuan: "Master Jiezi, please take a step to speak."
Zhan Shiyuan understood Fan Zhen's thoughts and said with a smile: "I'll go back first. Brother Fan will stay and have a long talk with Master Jiezi."
After Zhan Shiyuan left, there were only Zhang Yuan and Fan Zhen in the study. Fan Zhen bowed deeply to Zhang Yuan and said in a low voice: "The edifying young master learned that Fan's wife died young and never renewed their relationship. If the young master can let the third young master marry Qiu,
Ling promised me to be my concubine, so Fan is very grateful."
Zhang Yuan smiled and looked at this Fan Zhen, who was nearly fifty years old, had a goatee, was slim and slim, um, not bad, the beauty of a gentleman and an adult, there is no harm in doing such a good deed, and said: "Then I'll give it a try."
Fan Zhen was overjoyed and thanked her profusely.
Zhang Yuan called Qiu Ling in and told Mr. Fan that he wanted to marry her as his concubine. He asked Qiu Ling what she wanted.
Qiuling was afraid of rationing the old, ugly and dirty old Wutou, and having to face the contempt of the servants in Xi Zhang. He would be totally embarrassed and it would be better to die. This Fan Qingke was gentle and gentle, even though he was old.
It's not too small, but compared to old Wu Tou, it's much better, so there's no one who wouldn't agree.
Zhang Yuan immediately wrote a letter and asked Qiu Ling to go back and give it to Zhang E. Qiu Ling was afraid to go. Zhang Yuan said: "The success or failure of everything depends on this letter." Qiu Ling took the letter.
Went back to Xizhang.
Zhang Yuandao: "Mr. Fan, it's still early. Please, Mr. Fan, please finish reading the seventh volume."
Fan Zhen started to read, and after reading about ten pages, she heard that Zhang Cai came to report that the third son of Xi Zhang had arrived.
Fan Zhen thought to himself: "As expected, he came as soon as he was called."
But Zhang Yuan said: "Mr. Fan, please go to the side room for a while. I also want to save some face for my third brother."
Fan Zhen nodded secretly, this Zhang Yuan really didn't behave like a fifteen-year-old boy. With such magnanimity and magnanimity, he was definitely not a creature in the pool.
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Zhang E came to the study and saw that Zhang Yuan was alone. He felt relieved, his face softened, he cupped his hands and asked, "Jiezi, what are you calling me for?"
Zhang Yuan said: "Third brother, please sit down. I have something to discuss with third brother."
Seeing Zhang Yuan's polite words, Zhang E felt happy and said: "It's easy to talk, what's the matter with Jiezi?"
Zhang Yuandao: "I heard that the third brother wanted to give Qiuling to old Wu Cangtou, the gatekeeper. Qiuling came to me crying and said that he would rather serve me than marry that old Wu Cangtou. From this point of view, I, Zhang Jiezi, am better than
Then old Wu Tou is more pleasing to beauties."
Zhang E burst out laughing and said, "That bitch came to you to beg for help. Why, Jiezi, do you want her?"
Zhang Yuan said: "Well, give it to me. No matter what, you have to beat that old Wu Tou."
Zhang E smiled and said: "Well, let her come over later. Jiezi, I want to play a game of chess with you first."
Zhang Yuan still played chess with Zhang E blindfolded, and the result of the game was that Zhang Yuan won again.
Zhang E now has some admiration for this clan brother who is half a year younger than him, and said: "Jiezi, I will play Go with you tomorrow, do you still dare to play against me blindfolded?"
There are many people who can play chess blindly, but Go has so many variations and pieces, I have never heard of anyone being able to play it blindfolded.
Zhang Yuan said: "It doesn't hurt to try."
Zhang E said: "Okay, see you tomorrow."
In the evening of that day, Qiu Ling came over and brought her slave deed, endorsed by Zhang E.
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