Chapter two hundred and eighty-ninth three thousand miles away ten thousand words book
Chapter 289: Three Thousand Miles Away and Ten Thousand Words Book
The stone pavement in the old courtyard is reflected in the cold moon, like a frosty morning. Thinking that the man is getting further and further away, there should be traces of clogs everywhere, but the moonlight is like water, washing away all the traces——
On October 15th, the Beginning of Winter has passed, and there will be light snow in a few days. The night wind is very cold, and from time to time there are fallen leaves flying and falling to the feet. The girl standing in the middle of the night stomped her feet lightly and felt cold and painful.
He turned around and returned to Youlan Pavilion. When he entered, he lightly scratched the wooden door with the fingertips of his right hand, and there were sawdust falling off. He thought to himself: "Mama Ma followed the instructions of a sorcerer from Kanyu, Jiangxi Province thirty years ago and changed the direction of the door of the pavilion, thus getting rid of poverty. As the saying goes,
There is a cloud, thirty years in Hedong, thirty years in Hexi, has the feng shui changed now?" Then he thought: "Very few guests pay attention to this matter of orientation, Zhang Jiezi is really a very thoughtful man -"
Thirty years ago, Ma Xianglan was in her twenties. She was good at painting orchids and could write poems, which made her famous in the old courtyard. However, because her appearance was not very beautiful and her feet were big, there were only a few patrons who were willing to spend money, and some poor scholars
Poetry, painting and singing were paid for tea and wine instead. Among the famous prostitutes in the song, Ma Xianglan was the poorest. One day, a Jiangxi magician named Shu came to Youlan Pavilion. The magician had met Ma Xianglan at a banquet and admired Ma Xianglan's beauty.
Ma Xianglan felt sorry for his poverty, so he came to the door and said: "Xianglan, do you know why you are so poor?" Ma Xianglan said shyly: "As I grow older, my beauty has faded, so I am left in the cold in front of my door. ("")" The sorcerer said: "No, you
The door of Youlan Pavilion is oriented to withdraw wealth. Follow my instructions and change the door to the left. The wealth will be greatly improved and it will be effective within the year." Ma Xianglan followed the instructions and changed the door. After more than three months, there was Mr. Yu from Jinhua Mansion in Zhejiang Province.
Admiring Ma Xianglan's talent and reputation, they met happily and spent thousands of taels of money at Youlan Pavilion. Ma Xianglan became rich through this——
Wang Wei never heard Mama Ma say this. Wang Wei heard Granny Xue Susu tell her about it. Wang Wei didn’t believe it. She only knew that Mama Ma had been in love with Suzhou celebrity Wang Maodeng all her life, but they couldn’t be together in the end. Wang Wei thought it was
Wang Maodeng is ruthless and unlucky, and Grandma Xue thinks so too——
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"If Zhang Jiezi wants to spend money to woo me, should I agree to it?"
Ma Xianglan loved orchids, and before her death she told Wang Wei to take good care of the 300 pots of orchids of various varieties in the orchid garden. On this winter night, the girl Wang Wei walked through the orchid garden and smelled the fragrance of cold orchids. This situation and scene will inevitably make her think
When it came to being combed, her cheeks, which were as cold as jade and blown by the night wind, suddenly became hot. She thought: "Will I agree to Zhang Jiezi?"
Wang Wei wasn't sure. She couldn't help feeling disgusted with those men who deliberately groomed her. If Zhang Jiezi, like other men who coveted her beauty, thought they could conquer her with money, then they were not the ones she admired and admired.
That Zhang Jiezi, but if Zhang Jiezi didn't mean that to her at all, she would feel lost -
Wang Wei thought to himself: "Perhaps it was that time on the boat on Xuanwu Lake, when the eunuch said that he would pay Zhang Jiezi to comb me. At that time, I was so embarrassed and angry that I said some fierce words, which frightened Zhang Jiezi, and he never dared to mention that again.
thing--"
Thinking of this, Wang Wei smiled silently, and then felt sad again, thinking: "Zhang Jiezi is the most intelligent man in the world, how could he not understand my feelings for him? Moreover, the famous Zhang Jiezi is not a timid person."
How can people be frightened by me? Is this Luohua's intention to be ruthless?" He also thought: "Mr. Jiezi is still very good to me. He really treats me like a friend. If it hadn't been for Mr. Jiezi's help in what happened last time, I would have been killed.
I was forced to leave Jinling, and I couldn’t even keep the Orchid Pavilion. The same thing happened, Wang Ranming only wanted to take me as his concubine, but Mr. Jiezi didn’t have any intention of repaying his kindness, and he was still polite-"
On this winter night, the girl in this song is tossing and turning in bed, a cold moon is turning in the Zhuge, lowering the curtains of the house, illuminating the sleepless...
For the next half month, Wang Wei studied poetry, painted, and took care of orchids every day. The celebrities in Jinling invited her to banquets, but they all excused themselves because of illness. On the evening of the sixth day of the winter, Li Xueyi and her younger sister Li Kouer came over to chat with Wang Wei.
Wang Wei welcomed the two of them to the Nuan Pavilion and sat down. Hui Xiang brought tea. Li Xueyi was weak and afraid of the cold. Wang Wei handed the hand stove to her and asked with a smile: "Sister, why do you have time to see me today?"
Li Xueyi said: "A group of Qingke from Fangshan in Qixia Mountain set up some kind of poetry club. They sent me down to the host road to invite me. The weather was so cold, so I declined. The latest chapter of the Holy Church"
Wang Wei said: "Sister is the head of the hall, so naturally she is overwhelmed."
Li Xueyi frowned and said, "Xiu Wei is mocking me?"
Wang Wei hurriedly said: "No, no, my sister knows about me. How could Wang Wei ridicule my sister?"
Li Xueyi smiled, stretched out an onion-like index finger, lightly tapped Wang Wei's pink cheek, which was scratched by the blow, and asked with a smile: "Who will leave the flower path to sweep, and who will open the door that is locked?"
Wang Weijiao said angrily: "Sister is hateful, she makes fun of people——"
Li Keer on the side smiled "geggily", she could understand the meaning of her sister's words, the girl in the song is wise early. ""
Li Xueyi glanced at her younger sister, Kouer, and asked seriously: "Xiu Wei, have those three Mr. Zhang been here recently?"
Wang Wei shook his head and said: "I haven't come yet, maybe I will leave Jinling and return to Shaoxing in the next few days."
Li Xueyi observed the words and asked, "What does Xiu Wei think?"
Wang Wei's face turned red and he said: "Of course I have to see off the three Prime Minister Zhang."
Li Xueyi said: "That's not what I meant. I meant that Xiu Wei thanked guests behind closed doors like this. Isn't it all for the sake of Mr. Jie?"
"Sister, don't talk nonsense."
Wang Wei quickly denied it: "I always like to be quiet and rarely see guests. It's not like my sister doesn't know."
Li Xueyi smiled knowingly and whispered softly: "Xiu Wei, you and I are brothers and sisters, but I will say it directly. Mr. Jie is more respectful and more respectful, not as willful as Mr. Yanke. Since you like Mr. Jie, why don't you let me do it?"
Mr. Jie knows this, so don’t hide it from me. You have a lifelong trust in Mr. Jie.”
Wang Wei flushed with shame, shook his head and said: "Sister, I don't know something. I have entrusted you with a life-long matter. Now I really haven't thought deeply about it. Do you have to be in a hurry to get married as a concubine? It's impossible for Zhang Jiezi to not marry a wife."
I first took a Yangzhou skinny horse home, and I never thought about being his concubine - I just liked him, I didn't think too much about it." The last sentence was made in a soft and indistinguishable voice.
Li Xueyi nodded and said: "Xiu Wei always has great ideas. I don't need to talk. It's just that how can Youlan Pavilion like this be sustained for a long time? Many people depend on Xiu Wei for their livelihood."
Wang Wei was not worried, and said with a smile: "Thank you sister for your concern. Mother Ma still has some savings. Yesterday I asked Uncle Yao and Xue Tong to take the two pots of cold orchids that I had planted and planted them to Fuxing Street and sell them.
One to two five cents of silver, not to mention other things, can support the daily expenses of the fourteen people in Youlanguan just by relying on this orchid garden. It's just a matter of being more frugal. I am not a luxurious person, and no one is forcing me to do so.
I want to make more money - I am not talking about Aunt Li, and Aunt Li will not force her sister." Aunt Li is Li Xueyi, Li Kouer's biological mother.
Li Xueyi smiled, sighed, and said, "Xiu Wei is as infatuated as Mama Ma."
Wang Wei denied: "No, I won't be like Mother Ma. Wang Meodeng doesn't deserve to be treated like Mother Ma. Looking at the eulogy poem Wang Meodeng wrote after Mother Ma passed away, we know that this man was unlucky, his poems were not good, and his love was not good."
real--"
"What poem?" Li Xueyi asked.
Wang Wei recited: "I was the best in singing and dancing, and my name won all the brothels. My passion died before I was born, and my head turned into a hibiscus. This poem does not see the pain of mourning, but only the romantic self-admiration."
Li Xueyi said "hmm" and recited Yu Xuanji's poem: "It is easy to find priceless treasures, but it is rare to find a lover - where can we find someone who is willing to cherish us?"
The two beautiful girls in the song were facing each other silently under the lamp, each lost in fantasy. Thirteen-year-old Li Kouer didn't know how to feel sad, so she went to tease the black-feathered starling -
"Weigu, Weigu——"
Xue Tong ran in and said, "Brother Xiao Wu is here."
Wu Ling came in to greet Wang Wei, and said with white breath at the mouth: "Weigu, my young master will leave for his hometown tomorrow morning. Let me tell you that Sister Xueyi is also here."
Wang Wei quickly asked Huixiang to get some cakes for Wu Ling to eat, asked Wu Ling some questions, and sent Wu Ling back.
Li Xueyi said: "Although Mr. Zhang and the others have not told me about my return home, since I already know it, I will go with Xiu Wei to see him off tomorrow."
Wang Wei said: "Okay, then I will call my sister to go with me tomorrow. Please don't sleep in."
Li Xueyi smiled and said: "I know, get up early tomorrow morning and accompany Wang Xiuwei to see off his lover."
After laughing for a while, Li Xueyi and Li Keer returned to the Xiangzhen Hall. Wang Wei, together with Uncle Yao and several male servants, moved more than a hundred pots of orchids that were afraid of the cold into the greenhouse, then took a bath with their hair and made a freehand painting under the lamp.
Painting "Orchids hanging on the cliff", resting after three drums——
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Zhang Yuan heard the sound of drums at the third watch. Before he could take a rest, he wrote a reply to his senior brother Xu Guangqi under the lamp——
This evening, he and his eldest brother and third brother went to Danyuan to say goodbye to Teacher Jiao. Jiao Hong asked the waiter to take out a thick letter and hand it to him. However, it was sent by Xu Guangqi from Tianjin Wei. It arrived after noon this afternoon. Jiao Hong
Hong smiled and said: "This letter is just in time. Zhang Yuan, you read it first, and then read it to me."
Jiao Hong was worried that Xu Guangqi would persuade Zhang Yuan to join the Western Catholic Church, so he asked Zhang Yuan to tell him the content of Xu Guangqi's letter. The reason why Xu Guangqi wrote to Zhang Yuan was because Jiao Hong mentioned Zhang Yuan in the letter he wrote to Xu Guangqi more than a month ago.
, saying that Zhang Yuan also admired the knowledge of the Westerners, and that Zhang's mirror workshop could make dimming glasses, myopia glasses and even telescopes, so Xu Guangqi wrote a letter -
Zhang Yuan opened the envelope on the spot. Inside was a stack of books, including the six-volume "Taixi Water Method" and the six-volume "Elements of Geometry", as well as a long letter with thousands of words, in which Xu Guangqi wrote about a stranger he had never met
Zhang Yuan enthusiastically and patiently expounded his thoughts on the function of governing affairs and attaching importance to science and technology, recalled his academic journey and his experience of interacting with Westerners, and expressed his views on astronomy, geography, geometry, and water conservancy. Xu Guangqi had a strong sense of helping the world.
He had a sense of responsibility, outstanding knowledge, and a better understanding of the role of science than the Thais at that time. He hoped that his junior brother Zhang Yuan would become his comrade, promote Thai and Western learning, and benefit all people. Xu Guangqi did not persuade Zhang Yuan to become a Catholic in his letter -
Zhang Yuan was extremely excited when he received Xu Guangqi's letter. Xu Guangqi just heard that Zhang Yuan, who was thousands of miles away, admired the Western learning, and immediately wrote an enthusiastic letter. Such efforts really made Zhang Yuan admire him. Zhang Yuan was looking for
Comrade Xu Guangqi is also an enlightened man, so he replied to the letter overnight and wrote for nearly two hours without stopping. Zhang Yuan expressed his views on science, morality, wealth, current affairs, and foreign aggression in the letter. I believe this letter
It will definitely arouse Xu Guangqi’s great resonance and surprise——
Mu Zhenzhen brought hot water to the young master to wash his hands. Zhang Yuan was writing a long letter, and Mu Zhenzhen stayed by his side. Zhang Yuan did not rest. This fallen girl refused to go to bed first. She was very excited to see the young master writing the letter.
Mu Zhenzhen felt very happy. Well, he can leave home tomorrow——
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Because of my back pain, I haven't updated much these days, but I still want to ask for a monthly ticket to encourage my book friends, because the fourth volume has begun, and the title of the volume is: Cold Wind, Hot Blood, Friends.