On the first day of June, there is a slight summer heat.
Mu Zhenzhen got up when the sky was dark. It was her habit to get up at dawn. She had to get up early on the boat, otherwise it would be embarrassing for other men to see her sleeping state——
There is a four-foot-high bamboo screen in the cabin, which divides the cabin into two halves. On the side of the screen are Mu Zhenzhen and Zhang Yuan. There are two banquets and a bookcase, as well as ten wooden boxes and two stacked boxes.
Only wearing clothes, sleeping on the other side of the screen are Zong Yishan, Wu Ling, Laifu and Mu Jingyan. Although this wave boat is spacious, it only has four cabins after all, so it is inevitable that there will be masters and servants, and men and women will live together——
Sunlight filtered through the tent window. Mu Zhenzhen was sitting on the banquet, tying his shirt. He turned his head to look at the young master sleeping beside him. The young master was sleeping on his back. Although his eyes were not open, you could see the eyeballs under his eyelids.
The child was sliding. Mu Zhenzhen pursed his lips and smiled silently, thinking: "I woke up the young master again."
——On the ship, every time she got up early, no matter how gentle she was, she would wake up the young master. Moreover, the young master was very attentive and would either close his eyes or turn to the other side until she got up and made the bed after fastening her dress.
Only then would she stretch out and pretend to be awake from a dream, so that she didn't have to hide under the quilt and put on a dress.
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It should be almost done. Zhang Yuan heard the crisp sound of the keys. Mu Zhenzhen always hung the bunch of keys in a pouch around his waist, like a housekeeper, except when he slept at night.
Zhang Yuan spread his arms and legs, stretched out, and opened his eyes. The first thing he saw was a strong and round buttocks wrapped in a green cloth skirt. Padded under the buttocks were untwisted feet with the insteps touching the ground.
, the toes are slightly curled, and when the plump buttocks are slightly raised, you can see the wrinkles on the soles of the feet, as well as the thick calluses on the edges of the soles -
When the fallen girl heard the young master stretching, she turned around, smiled, and said, "Young master is awake-" She was still folding the thin thread blanket neatly in her hand.
Mu Zhenzhen's posture while kneeling and twisting back is really moving. The curve of her waist is twisting and pulling, and her sleeves are wrinkled and slanted, like a very powerful and beautiful sculpture——
Zhang Yuan put his hands behind his head and said with a smile: "I want to learn painting and really draw it." In fact, he really wanted to reach out and slap his buttocks. You can imagine how crisp and refreshing it is -
When Mu Zhenzhen saw the young master's eyes wandering around her waist, hips and back, he couldn't help but feel shy. He quickly moved his knees and turned around, saying, "Young Mistress Dan Ran can draw. Why doesn't the young master learn from her?"
Zhang Yuandao: "I'm too busy - let Miss Danran draw a portrait for you later."
Mu Zhenzhen felt happy in her heart. She thought of Wang Wei's lotus painting yesterday and said, "Master, Wang Wei's painting is also very good. Yesterday she painted a lotus with two stems. Even though my maid can't appreciate it, she still thinks it's beautiful."
Zhang Yuan said "Oh", sat up and said: "Wang Weigu is a disciple of Chen Meigong. She is good at poetry and painting. What does she do with lotus flowers?" He thought to himself: "Are you feeling spring?"
Mu Zhenzhen said: "Wang Weigu's servant picked the lotus root by the lake, and it was in bud. So Wang Weigu drew on the lotus root, and the painting was completed quickly." As he said this, he put on his cloth shoes and said:
"Young master, do you want to see that painting? My servant is going to ask for it right away?"
Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "Who knows how early you get up? It's not even bright yet - really accompany me to the lake for a walk. There are actually lotus flowers here. It's really strange."
Mu Zhenzhen agreed and reached out to pick up the small coiled dragon stick beside his pillow.
Several boatmen haven't gotten up yet, not to mention Zhang Dai and Zhang E who drank too much last night. They are having a sweet dream. Fan Wenruo's boat moored beside is also silent. In the light, the water of the Cao River flows into Xuedian Lake.
There is a layer of mist, the sky is dim, the flowers and trees on the other side of the river, and the people are faintly visible.
Mu Zhenzhen climbed onto the gangplank, Zhang Yuan went ashore, reached out and broke off a willow branch, put one end of the branch in his mouth and chewed it slowly. When Mu Zhenzhen saw this, he quickly went back to the cabin to get tooth powder and a cloth, and used
Carrying a small bamboo basket, he followed the young master.
Half a mile down the Cao River, you will find Xuedian Lake. The sky is a little brighter now, and there is still mist in the lake. The reeds on the shallow beach on the left have small light green flower spikes. There is a gentle breeze, the water is calm, and the mountains are beautiful.
It was empty and the scenery was fresh. Zhang Yuan looked around and saw that there was no one around in the lake on the shore, and he didn't see any lotus anywhere. So he found a stone shore, brushed his teeth and washed his face in the lake water, and then practiced Tai Chi twice -
Mu Zhenzhen also finished washing at this time, took out the small Coiling Dragon Stick from the bamboo basket, and started practicing with great energy under the young master's admiring gaze. The shadow of the stick changed rapidly, and when he was practicing vigorously, he suddenly put away the Coiling Dragon Stick and said:
"Master, someone is coming."
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"Spare your life—spare your life—"
"Don't keep shouting for mercy. I've already spared your life. Just say, 'Weigu, good morning.' Keep shouting, 'Weigu, have a good morning.'"
These were the sounds of the black-feathered bird and Xue Tong. Xue Tong patiently taught him a few times, but the bird didn't say a word. Xue Tong said, "Wei Gu, this is a silly bird. Throw it away."
Zhang Yuan thought: "Wang Wei is here too, and this girl got up early too."
"You hold the bottle and I'll teach it to talk."
This is Wang Wei's voice, as delicate and tender as an oriole. When they were face to face, I was attracted by her beauty, so I was not impressed by her voice. But now, separated by the reeds and willows, it made me feel refreshed.
Like the clear breeze at dawn——
Then Xue Tong threatened the bird: "Learn to talk to Weigu, or I will eat you——"
"Spare your life——"
This shout of "have mercy" was in line with the situation. Xue Tong laughed loudly, but his laughter suddenly stopped. When he saw Zhang Yuan and Mu Zhenzhen, he quickly bowed and said: "Good morning, Mr. Zhang."
The girl Wang Wei was holding a birdcage made of thin bamboo in her hand. As she walked slowly, she taught the bird to call "Weigu - Weigu -". When she heard Xue Tong call "Ms. Zhang", she lowered the birdcage.
, saw Zhang Yuan sitting on a big rock on the shore, looking at her with a smile.
"Good morning, Mr. Jie."
Wang Wei handed the birdcage in his hand to Xue Tong, lightly blessed Zhang Yuan, and said: "It's so early."
Zhang Yuan stood up, bowed and said, "Good morning, Miss Wang."
Wang Wei bit his lower lip with his white teeth and said, "Ms. Zhang, please call me Wang Wei or Wang Xiuwei, okay?"
According to the custom of Nanjing Quzhong Old Courtyard, the maids call the girl in the song "Mother, Girl", while outsiders call the girl in the song "Xiao Niang", so when Wang Wei heard Zhang Yuan call her "Miss Wang", of course she had to correct her, but she also
She didn't want Zhang Yuan to call her "little mother", so he asked Zhang Yuan to call her by her first name. Her surname was Wang Wei, her courtesy name was Xiu Wei, and her nickname was Caoyi Taoist——
Zhang Yuan said "Oh", but asked: "I heard Mr. Mei call you the crown, what does it mean?"
Wang Wei's face turned red and he said softly: "Those are the small characters of the slave family."
Small characters are like nicknames, usually only elders or people with close relationships will call them small characters.
Zhang Yuandao: "Then I'll call you Wang Xiuwei." When he saw the porcelain vase in Xue Tong's hand, there was a lotus in the vase, which was in bud. It was the parallel lotus. He said happily: "There really is a parallel lotus, and it's about to bloom."
Wang Wei looked at the parallel lotus branch, glanced at Xue Tong again, and said, "It's a pity that the boy was ignorant and picked it off - I don't know if it will bloom in a bottle?"
Xue Tong said: "Weigu, don't scold me. I'll take Weigu to look for this Bingtilian again." He walked quickly towards the east bank with the birdcage in one hand and the porcelain vase in the other.
Wang Wei followed behind, and when he passed by Zhang Yuan, he asked with a smile: "Mr. Jiezi, do you want to go and see it together? The child said there is a lotus over there."
Zhang Yuan said: "Okay." He and Mu Zhenzhen followed Wang Wei and Xue Tong along the east bank of the lake.
After walking a few feet, the lake breeze blew, and Zhang Yuan could already smell the fragrance of lotus leaves and lotus flowers. Thanks to his eye disease the year before last, Zhang Yuan's sense of smell and hearing were more sensitive than ordinary people——
Turning around a row of willow trees, you can see fields of lotus leaves, green covers and thin stems. The pink, white and deep red lotus flowers are dotted among the green lotus leaves, crowded together and swaying in the wind.
Xue Tong pointed to a broken lotus stem very close to the shore and said: "Weigu, I was -" yesterday.
The black-feathered bird in the birdcage suddenly called out "Weigu". Xue Tong didn't come back to his senses at first and shouted: "Don't interrupt." Then he was surprised and said: "Ah, this bird can really speak human language.
!" He teased the black bird and said, "Call me again - Wei Gu."
The bird really called "Wei Gu", which made Xue Tong scratch his head and ears with joy, and said repeatedly: "Interesting, interesting."
Zhang Yuan looked at the bird carefully and said: "This looks like a black-feathered starling, commonly known as the black-collared starling. However, it is rare to learn to speak so clearly. It should be a bird that has been raised and trained."
Xue Tong hurriedly said: "This bird was caught by the lake and has no owner."
Wang Wei chuckled and said: "This bird screamed for mercy at first, but it seemed to be involved in a murder case."
Xue Tong said: "Perhaps he encountered a thief who was cutting off the path. The owner shouted for mercy, and this bird imitated it. Since he robbed the property, he shouldn't have killed anyone."
Zhang Yuan glanced at Xue Tong. The boy looked like he was in his early ten years and spoke like a veteran.
Wang Wei said: "Stop making random guesses and go find Bing Tilian."
Xue Tong, Wang Wei, and Mu Zhenzhen carefully looked at the lotus flowers on the shore. Zhang Yuan, who had poor eyesight, gently shook his folding fan and took a look at it at will.
The three of them searched for a long time, but there was no Bingtilian anywhere. Xue Tong said anxiously: "Why is it gone? I'll look for it when I swim over there."
At this time, the sky was already bright, and the red light was shining through in the east sky. A red sun was about to rise. Zhang Yuan said: "Don't look for it. This Bingdilian is a strange species. It is rare to find it. Put some lake mud in a bottle to store water."
In flower arrangements, this lotus flower may also bloom."
Xue Tong followed the instructions and put some lake mud at the bottom of the bottle, filled it with lake water, and inserted the budded lotus root into the bottle. The water in the bottle overflowed and wet his clothes. He held the bottle in one hand and the birdcage in the other, followed Zhang Yuan and Wang Wei.
Go back.
Mu Zhenzhen was carrying a bamboo basket. Seeing that Xue Tong had to keep his hands free, fearing that he might slip and break the high-waisted celadon vase, he said, "Shall I help you get the vase of flowers?"
Xue Tong shook his head and said, "No need." Looking at the small Panlong stick in Mu Zhenzhen's bamboo basket, he asked, "Does Sister Mu practice this stick?"
Mu Zhenzhen said "hmm".
Xue Tong wanted to ask again, but then he shut up and looked attentively, holding the birdcage in one hand and the porcelain vase in the other, walking very steadily.
Wang Wei, who was walking in front, asked Zhang Yuan: "Mr. Jiezi, I heard that you and Mr. Yanke are going to bet Li Xueyi. What's the point?"
Zhang Yuan laughed and said, "It's just a joke."
But Wang Wei said seriously: "Why does Mr. Jie want to see Li Xueyi? Li Xueyi is my sister. She is good at playing the piano and singing, and her appearance is even more beautiful. When we get to Jinling, how about I introduce Mr. Jie to her?" Say this
As he spoke, his eyes were full of energy, and he looked at Zhang Yuan for a moment.
Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "Then it's time to work." When he said this, he also looked at Wang Wei. Wang Wei pursed his lips and remained calm. The two of them didn't speak for a while. They walked together in silence for a few steps. Suddenly,
They laughed together.
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