For some reason, the singing voices of the silk and bamboo in the high wall on the other side soon fell silent. In the past, they had to play, play and sing for a long time. Xiao Xinu Wuling felt a little bored and was worried that the young master would have no music to listen to, so he went back to continue listening to him read.
Looking back, the young master was sitting there tapping his knees with a folding fan, as if he was thinking about something?
"The young master seems to be able to think clearly now and is eager to learn and think deeply."
Wu Lingchong made a face at the young master and continued fishing. He was impatient and would lift the fishing rod as soon as the fish took the bait, so he never caught any fish. He angrily cursed the fish and kept kicking his feet.
The pebbles were kicked into the water and the fish were driven away.
Zhang Yuan slowly walked over and said, "Xiao Wu, let me fish."
Wu Ling quickly got up, helped the young master sit on the boulder, hooked the bait again, handed the fishing rod to the young master's hand, and then stood aside and watched, thinking: "The young master is more impatient than me. I can catch the young master if I can't catch him."
Caught! And the young master can’t see the fish floating on the water, how can he know that the fish is not hooked? How about I remind the young master later——"
Just as I was thinking this, I heard the young master say: "Xiao Wu, don't make any sound."
Wu Ling agreed, stuck out his tongue, and thought to himself: "The young master has become a god, he even knows what I am thinking!" He immediately pursed his lips and squatted aside to watch the young master fishing blindfolded.
I saw the young master clinging to the fishing rod, flicking his wrist from time to time, and the bait in the water also moved. After a while, the fish float made of goose quills floating on the water surface sank and sank, and the fish bit the hook!
Wu Ling wanted to remind the young master, but he remembered that the young master forbade him to speak, so he could only purse his lips tightly and watch the fish float keep moving. He was so anxious in his heart, but the young master was not in a hurry. His hands were steady and he was not worried at all.
I wonder if the fish has already taken the bait.
But at this moment, the young master raised his right hand holding the pole, and with a soft "swish" sound, a small gray-black flat fish came out, swinging in the air, its tail swaying non-stop.
"Wow, it's a shad. This shad is quite big, more than four inches long!"
Wu Ling was overjoyed and chased to pick the fish, praising: "Young master is so amazing, you can catch fish even if you are blindfolded."
Wu Ling was delighted to see the shad jumping lively in the bamboo basket, so he quickly cut off a piece of shad and hung it on the hook, letting the young master continue fishing.
But I heard the young master say: "Someone is coming over from Xizhang, let's see who it is?"
Wu Ling walked out of the arch of the bridge and looked at the other side, then quickly ran back and reported to Zhang Yuan: "It's the opera troupe from Xizhang. There are more than a dozen people coming this way. Well, Mr. Zhang is also here.
You’re not here to enjoy the cool air, right? There are so many pavilions and pavilions in Xizhang——”
Zhang Yuan frowned slightly. The third son of Zhang, whose name is Zhang E, also named Yanke, is sixteen years old this year and ranks third among his cousins. This is the ranking of the younger generation in West Zhang (Zhang Yuan is a descendant of Dong Zhang and does not participate).
Ranking of Xi Zhang), Dong Zhang is poor and weak, but after all, it is also a rich family. The poverty is only relative to that of Xi Zhang. Zhang Yuan's family has servants and maids, and they have no worries about food and clothing, but compared with Zhang E's family, it is simply a world.
, Xizhang is rich and noble, Zhang E’s family is even more wealthy than Xizhang——
The young Zhang Yuan did not know much about the clan uncles (uncles), clan uncles (uncles), and clan brothers in Xi Zhang. He only knew that his great-grandfather and Zhang E's great-grandfather were brothers, and Zhang Yuan's great-grandfather Zhang Yuanbian
Xin Weike was the top candidate in the Imperial Examination in the fifth year of Longqing, and his great-grandfather was just a student until his old age. It was from that generation onwards that the distance between Xizhang and Dongzhang began to grow——
As for Zhang E's father, Zhang Baosheng, what Zhang Yuan knew was that Zhang Baosheng was a scholar in the 24th year of Wanli. He was a master of calligraphy and painting, and he traveled all over the world. Dong Qichang and Chen Meigong were his friends. He was the leading collector in Shaoxing Prefecture. Qin
He collected all kinds of Han jade, Zhou Ding, Shang Yi, Ge Kiln Japanese lacquer, factory boxes and Xuan stoves, famous French calligraphy paintings, and Jin Dynasty and Tang Qins. However, his only son Zhang E was a complete prodigal, and he was very smart.
He is just playful. Zhang E’s playful temperament is not the naughty nature of ordinary teenagers——
At the beginning of the year in Hangzhou, Zhang E saw a family raising goldfish in the Beiguan Market. The five small goldfish were colorful and cute. He wanted to buy them, but they wouldn't sell them, so he just paid thirty taels of silver to buy them. Thirty taels of silver during the Wanli period.
If calculated based on the price of rice, it would be equivalent to RMB 25,000 four hundred years later. On the way back to Shaoxing by boat, five small goldfish died one after another. One died and the other was lost. Zhang E had no regrets -
Zhang Baosheng spent fifty taels of silver to buy the Xuande copper stove. Zhang E took it out to play with. He thought the copper was old and not very bright, so he wanted to put it in a charcoal fire to smelt it. Unexpectedly, it burned. He just rolled his eyes and acted as if nothing had happened.
The burned-out Xuande furnace was witnessed by the young Zhang Yuan. In the past, Zhang Yuan had been following this clan brother who was half a year older than him all day long. He was extremely envious of Zhang E's magnanimity and wished he had been born in the wealth of Xizhang.
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Although Zhang Yuan's mother, Mrs. Lu, dotes on Zhang Yuan, her family background is such that she cannot compare with Zhang E's mother, Mrs. Wang. Zhang E will give him as much silver as he wants. Zhang Yuan's mother only gives Zhang Yuan nine coins of pocket money every month. Ordinarily,
Nine taels of silver can feed a family of three for half a month, which is not too little. However, Zhang Yuan hangs out with Zhang E, a dandy, and naturally feels that more than half a tael of silver is too shabby——
"Master, let's go back first."
Little Xinu Wu Ling came over to help Zhang Yuan. Wu Ling was a little afraid of Mr. Zhang San. He was moody and often teased Zhang Yuan before. One time he slapped Wu Ling inexplicably and threw half a tael of silver to Wu Ling, saying
It was money for disaster relief, and he laughed and left. Although Wu Ling was a domestic slave and received half a tael of silver, he still felt humiliated.
Zhang Yuan said "Hmm" and put his hand on Wu Ling's shoulder. As soon as he walked out of the stone arch, he heard a male duck shouting on the bridge:
"It turns out to be Jie Zi. I heard that you have eye problems, but I haven't had time to visit you. No wonder, are your eyes better now?"
While this man was talking, he quickly walked down the bridge, followed by a clutter of footsteps, laughter, and a fragrant aroma. He was a group of singers from the "Culinary Class", all of whom were fourteen or five years old.
Handsome young man.
The male duck's voice is that of Zhang E. The sixteen-year-old Zhang E has already entered the stage of voice change, and his voice is low and hoarse, which is not very pleasant to hear.
Zhang Yuan stood still and replied: "Much better, thank you third brother for your concern."
Zhang E shook the bamboo fan and looked Zhang Yuan up and down with squinted eyes. He was very interested in the blue cloth eyepatch Zhang Yuan was wearing and asked: "Jiezi, Lu Yungu said, will your eyes go blind?"
Zhang Yuan replied: "No."
Zhang E said, "That's not fun——"
But the group of heartless teenagers in the dining class kept laughing and joking.
"Fun?" Xiao Xinu Wuling, who was supporting Zhang Yuan on the side, pouted and thought to himself: "Then why don't you blind yourself!"
Zhang E said: "It doesn't matter if you are blind. But there is a blind master in the dining class. His ability to play the three-stringed instrument is outstanding."
Seeing that Zhang Yuan didn't say anything and seemed a little mysterious with the blindfold on, he came closer and said, "Jiezi, let me see your eyes. I'll know if they are okay or not." He reached out to take off Zhang Yuan's blindfold - —
Zhang Yuan took a step back.
Wu Ling hurriedly said: "Third Young Master, my young master cannot see light. This is what Dr. Lu ordered."
Zhang E is not that kind of rude person, and they are all brothers of the same clan. It would not be a good idea to forcefully pull Zhang Yuan's blindfold and cause a conflict. He closed the folding fan in his hand and opened it with a "swipe", and said to Zhang Yuan: "Meson, take off the blindfold." Put on your blindfold and let me have a look, and I will give you this folding fan. This is the folding fan you really want, made by Shen Shaolou in Suzhou."
Zhang E likes to induce and use money to hit people, and he always succeeds. He doesn't mind letting others take substantial benefits. What he wants is for others to change their original intentions and submit to him under his inducement.
Zhang Yuan remembered it as soon as he thought about it. Last year, Zhang Yuan followed Zhang E to the Grand View Hall in Xicheng. He saw a folding fan made by Shen Shaolou, a famous fan maker in Suzhou, in a fan shop. Zhang E immediately bought one. Although I really wanted to own such a famous folding fan, holding it in my hand and swinging it would look so impressive, but I was short of money, so I could only look at it helplessly, and I couldn't afford it. The folding fan made by Shen Shaolou sold for 28 to 28 yuan. Money is too luxurious.
"How about it, Jiezi?" Zhang E urged.
Zhang Yuan knows Zhang E's temperament and will not give up until he achieves his goal. If it were Zhang Yuan in the past, just watch it. Anyway, when he took off the blindfold, he would close his eyes and not be afraid of the light. He was also fair enough to use a good fan, but The current Zhang Yuan is no longer the original Zhang Yuan. He looks like a god and will not be manipulated by others——
"How about this, third brother, I will play a game of chess with you. If you win, I will give you the blindfold. If I win, you will find two people to read to me every day. How about that?"
Zhang Cai and Wu Ling were not very literate, so it was really difficult for them to read. There were so many typos that Zhang Yuan himself felt tired.
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