Xia Shuangxuan is in the east, Shouhua Hall is in the north, and the stage is in the south. Surrounded by a half-acre pool of clear water in the middle, you can watch the performances on the stage at either Xia Shuangxuan or Shouhua Hall. Between the pavilion, the hall, and the stage
There are winding corridors connecting them.
There was a heavy rain a few days ago, and the heat has subsided a bit. The Liyuan Garden, which is surrounded by mountains and rivers, is of course cooler and more pleasant. The pre-noon sunlight shines down, and carp swim back and forth in the pond. The carp are large and small, red, yellow, gray and black in color.
Swimming in groups, when those fish dived into the water in unison, the water surface rippled with circles and patterns, rippling slightly, like a big silk curtain being wrinkled by the wind, waiting for Zhang Yuan to pull it open.
If you open it, wonderful things will happen——
"What will happen? Carp leaping over the dragon's gate?"
Zhang Yuan was thinking this as he followed Zhang Rulin, his uncle of the clan, when a big fat red carp jumped out of the water first, and the curtain tore, as if nothing had happened.
At this moment, Zhang Yuan heard the handsome young man next to him who was following Wang Siren say "Hmm", his nasal voice was gentle, questioning, probing, reserved, and full of meaning. At the same time, he slowed down his steps and took a few steps away from Wang Siren in front of him.
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Zhang Yuan withdrew his gaze from Chi Yu, turned to look, and met the young man's eyes. The young man was taller than him, and his eyes were like black gemstones. When he saw Zhang Yuan looking over, the young man's eyebrows
He raised his head slightly, with a smile on his lips that looked very much like Wang Siren's, and asked in a low voice: "How old are you?"
Zhang Yuan had not noticed this young man standing behind Wang Siren earlier. Although his eye disease had improved, his eyes were still not very good. Now that he was so close, he could see clearly. His first impression was that this young man was a girl.
A woman disguises herself as a man because her skin color, eyes, and voice all sound like that of a woman——
Even so, Zhang Yuan is still not sure. There are many weird things in this world. The vocalist of the "Kechan Class", Kechan, is a young man, but his appearance and demeanor are more like a woman than a woman. Also, Li Yugang is singing there in all his glory.
"The Drunken Concubine", who doesn't know the details dare to say that he is a man? As for looking at breasts, well, this young man is wearing a plain white gauze gown that is wide and elegant. Unless it is very big, you can't tell. Besides, he
Why do you want to find out if someone is a boy or a girl?
"You should be considered fifteen years old."
Zhang Yuan replied that there are too many uncertain things in this world. He has been born in two lifetimes, so he cannot say categorically that he is only fifteen years old.
The distance between Xia Shuangxuan and Shouhua Hall was only four feet, and there was only time for a question and answer. Zhang Rulin and Wang Siren had already entered the Shouhua Hall and turned around to take their seats. The handsome young man took a few steps quickly and stood behind Wang Siren.
The flute on the stage was already sounding, and Wang Kefan came out and started singing: "The orioles are singing in my dream, and the chaos is all over the years -"
Zhang Yuan stood behind Zhang Rulin, his great uncle, waiting for questions.
Zhang Rulin was very patient. He only looked at the stage, listened to the opera and listened to the music according to the beat, and did not ask questions. This must also be a test. Let's see how patient this talented descendant is?
Of course, Zhang Yuan was patient enough. After surviving the hundred days of darkness, this moment of waiting was nothing. He stood aside, calm and composed.
After more than half of the song "Jing Meng" was sung, Zhang Rulin stood up and walked to the corridor outside the Shouhua Hall, facing the lush bamboo trees.
Zhang Yuan followed him out and called out: "Uncle."
Zhang Rulin nodded and asked, "Is your ability to recite words from ear to ear really a result of your eye disease?"
Zhang Yuan replied: "Yes."
Zhang Rulin said: "This can be regarded as a blessing in disguise, and your eye disease has also been cured. So let me ask you, do you feel that you are proud of having such a talent?"
Zhang Yuandao: "This junior has never thought of it this way."
Zhang Rulin asked: "Why didn't you think about it this way?"
Zhang Yuandao: "The younger generation thinks that if you have a good memory and cannot learn and apply it, no matter how much you read, it can only be regarded as a two-legged bookcase. What's more, the younger generation can only memorize a few books without knowing the meaning and the arts. How can you dare to be proud? There is a eldest brother.
, with a prodigy like Qi Huzi in front of me, the juniors really don’t think they have anything to be proud of.”
Zhang Rulin suddenly became friendly and nodded repeatedly: "A boy can be taught, a boy can be taught. Your calm and unhurried demeanor is not as good as yours. Well, you are fifteen years old this year. Although your enlightenment is a little late, it is not too late. Your eyes have already
After you recover, then go to study in social studies as soon as possible. First, read through the required books in social studies. Next year, I recommend you to go to Dashan Temple to study under Mr. Qidong. Mr. Qidong was a Jinshi of Xin Chou in the 29th year of Wanli.
During the mourning period, Mr. Qidong had never been to the capital to elect officials. Mr. Qidong was profound in Confucianism and was good at craftsmanship. Because of his poverty, he came to Dashan Temple last year to set up a temple. He was very strict in selecting his disciples. Qi Huzi had already worshiped him, but Zhang E was rejected because of his stubbornness.
Outside the door——"
Speaking of Zhang E, and thinking of "Jin Ping Mei" again, Zhang Rulin asked: "You really didn't see "Jin Ping Mei" at Zhang E's place?"
Zhang Yuandao: "I dare not deceive my uncle. It is true that I was suffering from eye disease, dizziness, worry and anger. At that time, I dreamed of a mountain with waterfalls like snow, and ancient pines and rocks. However, there were several bookshelves among the rocks, containing thousands of volumes. I read them one by one.
See, I can remember most of it when I wake up, and my memory has gotten better."
Zhang Rulin couldn't help but believe it and said: "That is your wisdom and good luck. Okay, go ahead and study hard. You will be successful. If you have any difficulties in the future, please tell me."
Zhang Yuan said: "Thank you very much, uncle. I will definitely work hard to make progress." He bowed and retreated——
Zhang Rulin said again: "Go and see Mr. Jian'an. Don't lose your etiquette."
Zhang Yuanzheng had this intention. Wang Siren was one of the late Ming figures he admired more. He was also curious about who the handsome young man beside Wang Siren was.
As soon as the performance of "Jingmao" on the stage was over, Zhang Yuan walked to Wang Siren's seat and solemnly saluted: "My dear Zhang Yuan, please pay homage to Mr. Jian'an."
Wang Siren asked with a smile: "My uncle has already passed your exam, right? You still want to come to me to take the exam?"
Zhang Yuandao: "The song is over and everyone has dispersed. I'm here to say goodbye to you, sir."
Wang Siren, whose nickname is Jian'an, is naturally very good at joking. He said: "My nephew is born with a gift of ears, which is enviable. But every day, in addition to the sound of reading, there are also the crowing of cocks and the barking of dogs, and the quarreling of neighbors. All kinds of sounds can never be forgotten.
, wouldn’t it cause swelling?”
Zhang Yuan said with a smile: "Mr. Haojiao Jian'an learned that there are two ears, and you can go in with the left ear and out with the right ear."
Wang Siren laughed loudly and said to Zhang Rulin: "Weng Su, your descendant is interesting and talented." The handsome young man behind him also lowered his head and smiled.
Zhang Rulin said with a smile: "Since Zian'an said that, it would be better to accept him as a disciple. Zian'an's prose is unique. People say that Shi's prose is boring, but Zian'an's prose is lively and colorful.
He is the first person in two hundred years to be able to express his talents and emotions."
Zhang Yuan was about to become a disciple, but Wang Siren supported him and said with a smile: "I am not good at literature at this time, and anyone who imitates me will definitely fail. I don't know how I got it back then. Lucky, lucky!"
Zhang Rulin laughed and said repeatedly: "Jian'an, you are too modest. It's just that you don't want to teach him. Why are you making fun of yourself too?"
Wang Siren said: "Only when you can make yourself laugh can you make others laugh. Otherwise, it would be frivolous to just laugh at others."
Zhang Rulin waved his hand to Zhang Yuan, indicating that he could leave. Wang Siren's eccentric and outrageous ideas were not suitable for young people to listen to.
Zhang Yuan walked out of the Shouhua Hall and turned around to see the handsome young man looking towards him. He must have been staring at his back, so he waved to the young man——
The young man was stunned, hesitated, walked over, raised his hands and asked, "What's the matter?"
Zhang Yuan also cupped his hands and said, "You haven't asked me your name yet?"
The young man said, "My surname is Wang." He refused to give his name.
Zhang Yuan thought to himself: "It must be a woman, and the Adam's apple doesn't seem to be obvious - oh, I'm only fifteen years old." He cupped his hands and said, "Brother Wang, see you later." He turned around and walked towards Xia Shuangxuan, but unexpectedly the young man chased after him.
He took a few steps forward and asked in a low voice: "Where can I buy "The Golden Lotus"?"
Zhang Yuan said "Ah" and thought to himself: "You can't mess with the boy who watched "The Golden Lotus"." He shook his head and said: "I can't buy it, I can't buy it." He strode back to Xia Shuangxuan and looked at the boy again.
Stand back to Wang Siren.
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