In the early morning of the fourth day of May, Lu Mei gave birth to a son with a loud cry. Zhang E's mother, the Wang family, had a son like Zhang E. Now she had a grandson. Although she was a concubine, she was very happy. She ordered Zhang E to write a letter to Zhang E in Beijing.
His father, Zhang Baosheng, announced the good news, and discussed with Zhang He's wife, Qi, to make Lu Mei a concubine, which gave her a status——
On June 22, Zhang Baosheng, Zhang E's father, sent a letter home via express delivery from Beijing, bringing definite news: the examiner of this year's Zhejiang Provincial Examination was indeed Hua Qianyi, the Gengxu Science Detective five years ago.^/
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Zhang Yuan started to prepare since Wang Tixue reminded him that Qian Qianyi was very likely to preside over the Yimao Zhejiang Provincial Examination. He not only read Qian Qianyi's eight-part essay collection that sister Yingzi helped him find, but also asked Zong Yishan to help him
Changshu searched for Qian Qianyi's poems. He wanted to fully understand Qian Qianyi's academic thoughts and poetic style. The day after Zhang E received the letter from Beijing, Zong Yishan also rushed back from Changshu, bringing a
Stacked up Qian Qianyi's poetry manuscripts, some printed and some hand-copied, totaling no less than 200,000 words. I also found "Lun on Liuhou" written by Qian Qianyi when he was fifteen -
I will leave for Hangzhou in late July, and I only have a few months to concentrate on my studies. Zhang Yuan is now well-known, and there are constant visitors every day. Some ask for advice on composition secrets, some want to donate their land, some want to become slaves, and some
Asking Zhang Yuan to come forward to intercede... Zhang Yuan's studies were very disturbed. The summer in Shaoxing this year was extremely hot. He was sweating profusely while reading and composing. Mu Zhenzhen fanned him while wiping his own sweat. The weather was really hot, so
When his eldest brother Zhang Dai came and asked him to go to Tianwa Temple in Yuzhen Mountain to cool off and study, Zhang Yuan readily went with him——
Early in the morning of June 24th, Zhang Yuan took leave of his two elders and his beloved wife, rode a white mule and brought Lai Wang and Wu Ling with him. Together with his eldest brother Zhang Dai, Zhou Monong, Qi Biaojia and a group of more than ten people, they went out of Jishan Gate.
After passing Dayu Mausoleum, we went up to Tianwa Nunnery in the middle of Yuqi Mountain. Tianwa Nunnery is not a nunnery, but a small temple dedicated to Guanyin Bodhisattva. The elder in the nunnery is from the Shanyin Zhang family and the seven monks in the nunnery are composed of
Xizhang provides food and clothing, which is equivalent to the family temple of Zhang family in Shanyin——
Up from Tianwa'an is a very steep screw road leading to the top of Xianglu Peak. On the left is a deep valley. The front and back of the temple are full of tall locust trees and deep bamboos. It is also located at the southwest foot of Yuzhen Mountain. Sunny days will not come until after midnight.
The sun was shining, and at the beginning of the afternoon, the sun was blocked by Xianglu Peak, so Tianwa'an was extremely shady. Zhang Yuanbian and Zhang Rulin both spent summers here to study -
As soon as Zhang Yuan entered the green shade of the mountain gate, he felt the heat disappear and praised: "It is indeed a good place to study in midsummer.
Neng Zhu, who was carrying luggage, and several healthy servants in Laiwang were sweating. They rested their burdens in front of the mountain gate to wipe their sweat and shouted "cool down".
Zhang Dai said with a smile: "Yan Ke also wanted to come, but the eldest father scolded him, saying that he was a black sheep and would delay our preparation for the exam, so he was not allowed to come."
Zhou Monong and Qi Biaojia both laughed.
Zhang E is a student of Nasu Supervisor. He is not qualified to take the provincial examination and can only become a low-ranking official after graduating from the Imperial College. Zhang E is naturally impatient to become a common official. According to the regulations, he will continue to study in the Imperial College this year. But Zhang Dai
, Zhang Yuan doesn’t want to go, he doesn’t want to go alone——
The day before Tianwa'an returned to the mountain, the elder had asked the monks to clean the five guest rooms, waiting for the arrival of Zhang Dai and others. At this time, he arranged for everyone to stay, and said that he could not help but eat and drink in front of the Bodhisattva in the main hall.
Zhang Dai said: "We just follow Master Huanshan to become a vegetarian and wash our stomachs. Meat eaters are despicable."
Elder Huanshan said with a smile: "That makes me still able to eat the vegetarian dishes in Xiao'an."
In this way, Zhang Yuan stayed in Tianwa'an, reading and composing every morning and afternoon, and reviewing the day's composition together at night to exchange ideas. The composition arrangement was exactly the same as the three sessions of the provincial examination, and the composition was composed on the first day of the three-day round.
Seven articles, including four on four books and three on classics and meanings. Each of the four books should be more than 200 words, and the classics and meanings should be more than 300 words. The total of the seven articles should be no less than 2,000 words. This is the rule, but it often takes more than 200 words to write.
There are two thousand words, three thousand, and five thousand words, and must be completed within one day. The rural examination in the Ming Dynasty is different from the rural examination in the Qing Dynasty. One exam only lasts one day. In the Qing Dynasty, one exam lasted three days, so for ordinary scholars, one day
It was very tight to write seven articles, but Zhang Dai, Zhang Yuan, and Qi Biaojia were all famous for their talents. Zhou Menong thought about it for a while, but he was not too slow. He wrote three articles in the morning and four in the afternoon, so he still had time -
The next day, five judgments were written in parallel script, each of about a hundred words, and an imperial edict was drafted, each of which was no less than three hundred words.
On the third day, try the strategy and do five questions, no limit to the length -
Every night, four people gather together to review each other's compositions. When reviewing one person's composition, the other three act as room officer, deputy examiner, and chief examiner respectively. They have to write comments. After three consecutive days of writing, they pause for one day and study it exclusively.
Qian Qianyi's poems and essays were mainly lectured by Zhang Yuan. Zhang Yuan has read all of Qian Qianyi's manuscripts. Zhang Yuan summarized: Qian Qianyi's academic thought is characterized by studying the ancient classics in a poor way, with the characteristic of returning to the academic origin, and classics.
The connotations of applying to the world and rebuilding the principles——
Regardless of whether Qian Qianyi's scalp will be itchy or the water will be too cold in the future, or whether he will regret not dying on Yiyou day with his full name, Qian Qianyi is now thirty-four years old, full of talent, ambitious, and wants to learn the style of the Han Dynasty
To correct the academic evil caused by today's empty talk and superficial culture, the biased world and the weak national affairs——
Through the research on Qian Qianyi's early poems and essays collected so far, Zhang Yuan has a deep understanding of Qian Qianyi's ideological tendencies and writing style preferences. Qian Qianyi's thoughts are extremely comprehensive and he has read all books.
, but also greatly influenced by Yangming’s philosophy of mind, Buddhist scriptures, Taoist canon and pre-Qin scholars. Poetry and prose can break through the rigid imitation of the retro school, the narrowness of the Jingling school and the shallowness of the Gong’an school.
Knowledge and expressive temperament are well combined, with vertical and horizontal twists and turns, unrestrained and unrestrained. Qian Qianyi is particularly diligent in poetry, trying to figure out the famous writers of the Tang and Song Dynasties. He has learned from many teachers and is very good at learning. Qian Qianyi's poems are ranked among the third in Jiang Zuo.
The leader of everyone, he deserves his reputation——
The days in the mountains pass very slowly and very fast. I get up in the morning and watch the mist curl up in the morning mist. The fog in the mountains dissipates unconsciously in my eyes. In the evening, I watch the sunset and watch the clouds darken and turn gray over Xianglu Peak.
As if a charcoal fire was slowly cooling down, the twilight fell and shrouded it little by little, the night breeze was slightly cool, and time slipped by. More than twenty days have passed——
Zhang and Dai all felt that they had benefited greatly from studying in Tianwa'an, so they went down the mountain to pass the Obon Basin on July 14th, and went up to Tianwa'an again on July 16th. They agreed to write two more rounds of articles, and prepared to go down the mountain again on the 24th.
Go to Hangzhou——
On the afternoon of July 18th, Zhang Yuan was making plans under the west window of the monk's residence. The green of the Sophora japonica outside the window was reflected by the sunlight. He faced his head and felt the green. It was cool and green, and the small regular script characters flowed out from under the pen tip.
Also made of bright blue color—
Zhang Yuan wrote quickly in a happy and cool mood. At the end of Shen Shi, he had finished five policy essays. His elder brothers, Dai and Qi Huzi, were still working on the third question. Zhou Monong was even slower to start the second question.
Silent and thoughtful, Zhang Yuan put away his pen and paper and said, "Brother, I went to the top of Xianglu Peak to watch the sunset."
Zhang Dai was concentrating on his composition and responded casually.
Zhang Yuan drank a bowl of herbal tea, took Wu Ling out of Tianwa'an, and climbed to the top of Xianglu Peak via the Luosuo Mountain Road. The Luosuo Mountain Road has nearly a thousand stone steps, and there are steep cliffs on one side of the mountain road, which are quite steep -
After going around the screw road, we turned to the Banyue Rock on the east side of the mountain. The yellow walls and black tiles of Tianwa Temple, which were shaded by sophora bamboos, were no longer visible. Below the Banyue Rock, large tracts of green bamboo stretched down for more than a hundred feet, and a mountain stream was
The bamboo forest flickers in and out, reflected by the setting sun, and the bamboo forest drips green. The mountain stream seems to be made up of the green color of the bamboo forest. Further down, at the foot of the Song Gorge, there are pavilions and pavilions among the red leaves of ancient trees, and the eaves are higher than Lin Gao——
Zhang Yuan suddenly lost interest in going up to Xianglu Peak to see the falling photos, and said to Wu Ling: "Xiao Wu, let's go to the bamboo forest mountain stream to play."
Wu Ling took a look and said happily: "That's the retreat of Mr. Wang's family -" Seeing that the young master didn't respond, he thought to himself: "How could the young master not know that the young master wants to visit his junior sister Yingzi? It can't be such a coincidence.
Junior sister is also in that garden, right?"
Wu Ling pretended to be in high spirits and said, "Okay, let's go to the mountain stream and play. You can also swim."
In Wu Ling's heart, he still has expectations for the story of "The Romance of the West Chamber" between the young master and Miss Wang Yingzi. Miss Wang is eighteen years old, but she refuses to talk about marriage because of the young master. Miss Wang is very infatuated, but what should she do?
, Miss Wang is not Wang Weigu, it’s tricky, but it doesn’t seem to matter if we take a look at the “West Wing” first——
Wu Ling followed the young master and carefully walked down the screw road turnout towards the bamboo forest mountain stream. There was no road and the hillside was very steep. Fortunately, there were densely packed bamboos of all sizes. The two of them were like apes moving from one bamboo to the next.
Hanging the bamboo all the way down, when they came to the edge of the mountain stream, the hillside suddenly became gentle. The two people's arms and cheeks were covered with blood stains from the bamboo tips, and they were covered in sweat. They looked at each other, both laughed, and felt very happy.
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This bamboo forest is where Zhang Yuan and Wang Yingzi dug bamboo shoots last spring. The bamboos grew so fast that it was no longer possible to tell which one Wang Yingzi held the bamboo and cried. The bamboo shoots that were not dug up in the spring grew longer.
It turned into poles of green and cute little bamboos.
Arriving at the edge of the mountain stream, I looked back towards Xianglu Peak. On top of the bamboo forest, a red sun had already set behind the peak. I guessed that it should be half past five since the clock was ringing at the second quarter of the hour.
Zhang Yuan was holding water to wash his face by the mountain stream, and suddenly said: "Xiao Wu, how about we swim to the refuge garden and then take a detour back to Tianwa'an?"
Wu Ling said: "Excellent." Growing up in the water town of Shaoxing, he is naturally close to water. The water in this mountain stream is crystal clear, and small fish can swim among the rocks at the bottom of the stream. It makes people think of swimming like fish in the water -
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Zhang Yuan took off his scarf, trousers and socks. His upper body was naked and his lower body was in knee-length trousers. Looking back at Wu Ling, it was still the habit of children to swim. He took off all his clothes and couldn't help laughing——
Seeing the young master laughing at him, Wu Ling quickly tied up his shorts, followed the young master's example, wrapped his clothes and socks together, held them up with one hand, and flowed into the mountain stream——
This year there is another drought in Shaoxing. It has only rained once since the beginning of summer. The mountain stream is also clear and shallow, and the water only reaches the knees. But after walking about ten feet downstream, the water reaches the crotch. After walking a few feet further, the water reaches the crotch.
, the water was up to my waist, so I simply threw my whole body into the water, leaving only my head and my left arm holding the clothes and shoes exposed, and swam down with the current, preparing to go ashore at the wooden pavilion facing the stream in the garden——
As the mountain stream bends, the mountain pavilion is in sight. Wait a minute, who is sitting on the wooden platform next to the pavilion facing the water?
Wu Ling's sharp eyes recognized that it was Miss Wang Er, and he shouted in his heart: "It's fate, it's fate. This Miss Wang seems to be here just waiting for my young master. By the way, the young master must have really made an appointment with Miss Wang, right?
I, Xiao Wu, have learned that it is interesting and want to avoid it so that the young master can do things more conveniently."
Wu Ling grabbed a nearby rock and stopped, watching the young master holding his clothes and shoes in his hands as he swam down the river as if giving a gift.
Wang Yingzi, her sister Wang Jingshu, her mother and three younger brothers have been staying in the garden to cool off since the fall of the 25th of last month. Wang Yingzi reads, writes, writes poetry, paints, plays chess, and...
Fishing by the mountain stream, the mountain stream gurgled down from the intersection of two springs in the bamboo forest. In front of the water pavilion, the water was gentle and deep, with all kinds of fish hiding at the deepest point more than five feet away——
At dusk, when the sun sets behind Xianglu Peak, the bamboo forest is thick and green, and the twilight in the valley begins to gather. Wang Yingzi and her sister are sitting on bamboo chairs on the wooden platform facing the water, fishing and chatting. A wooden basin is placed aside.
There are four or five fish in the basin, all three or four inches long, black crucian carp and white silver carp. Their backs are swaying and they are swimming around the basin, thinking that they can escape by swimming fast——
Wang Jingshu smiled and said: "Wang Yingzi is eighteen and Jiang Ziya is eighty. They spend their free time fishing on the Bixi River. May I ask, have you ever dreamed of the sun on a boat?"
Wang Yingzi said: "The Ming Dynasty does not want female chief ministers, otherwise I can have a dream.
"I am leisurely fishing on the green stream, and suddenly I am riding a boat and dreaming of the sun" are two lines of Li Bai's poem. The first line refers to Jiang Ziya, and the second line refers to Yi Yin. Both of them are important officials who founded the country——
Wang Jingshu said: "Then Zhang Jiezi can have a dream, but I wonder if he is fishing?"
Wang Yingzi smiled and said: "Brother Jiezi is preparing for the provincial examination. How can he be as free as us?"
Wang Jingshu felt a little anxious, so she pressed one end of the fishing rod under the fish basin, stood up with a smile and said, "I'll go in first and put the rod here. You can look after it for me. If any fish takes the bait, bring it up."
Wang Yingzi smiled and said: "Sister, are you willing to take the bait?"
Wang Jingshu smiled and stepped on the plank road.
Wang Yingzi looked at her sister's back and thought to herself: "Sister is only twenty-three years old. Even though she is like a flower, she refuses to remarry. Is she doing this to keep her brother-in-law alive? My sister said it's not because her relationship with the deceased brother-in-law is not the same.
It’s not that deep, I just don’t want to gamble anymore——”
Wang Yingzi looked at the white stone on the other side of the stream that looked like a crouching lion. She suddenly felt the fishing rod's thread falling down and down. By the feel of her hand, she felt that the fish that had been hooked was quite big. She quickly leaned over and looked under the wooden platform.
, but saw a head sticking out of the water, holding a baggage in one hand. He was shocked at first. Then he recognized the features of Senior Brother Jiezi. He was surprised and happy, and stood up and said, "Why is Senior Brother Jiezi here?" While asking,
While taking two steps towards the edge of the wooden platform, she forgot that her sister's fishing rod was lying on the ground. She stepped on the thin round bamboo pole, and the bamboo pole slid. The bamboo pole was not straight. With this turn, the other end of the bamboo pole tipped over the wooden basin.
, the water in the wooden basin was all over the floor, and several small fish were jumping alive. One fish jumped into Wang Yingzi's skirt -
This all happened almost at the same time. Wang Ying was surprised and happy to see Zhang Yuan. The fish entered Zhang Yuan's skirt and fluttered around his bare legs. He was so flustered that he stumbled on the bamboo pole. He wouldn't have fallen down at first, but
Another fish jumped around and landed on the sole of her shoe. By chance, Wang Yingzi slipped and fell outside the wooden platform——
Zhang Yuan stepped on the water with his feet, holding his clothes and shoes with one hand, and gently pulling Wang Yingzi's fishing line with the other hand. He raised his head and just asked, "What did you get from fishing, junior sister?" when he saw Wang Yingzi stumbling and screaming from the six-foot-high wooden platform.
He fell down and quickly loosened the thread. He didn't care about the clothes and shoes he was holding in his left hand and threw them all into the water. As soon as he raised his hands, Wang Yingzi had already fallen down hard, hitting his arms and chest.
, a force of momentum pushed him into the water, he hurriedly twisted his waist and kicked his legs, holding Wang Yingzi and pushing him out of the water——
Just a moment after entering the water, Wang Yingzi took a sip of water and burst into tears. Frightened, her arms and legs tightly wrapped around Zhang Yuan like an octopus, making it impossible for Zhang Yuan to swim.
He hurriedly said: "Junior sister, don't panic, loosen your legs a little so that I can paddle easily -"
Wang Yingzi felt a little calmer after hearing what Zhang Yuan said. At the same time, her face was burning. She quickly put down her legs that were wrapped around Zhang Yuan's waist. Her arms were still tightly around Zhang Yuan's neck. She didn't dare to let go.
I didn’t dare to face Zhang Yuan, and my heart was in chaos—
Zhang Yuan felt that Junior Sister Yingzi's busty breasts were squeezing his chest. He lowered his head and saw that Junior Sister's bra was floating in the water. Her vagina was deep and her penis was looming. He quickly moved his eyes away and held Wang Yingzi's slender breasts with one hand.
He swam to the shore of Muge in a few seconds, sat Wang Yingzi on a flat white stone on the shore, and said, "Junior sister, sit still." He turned around and paddled quickly, chasing him seven or eight feet away.
He retrieved his clothes and shoes and swam back to Mu Pavilion to see Wu Ling before he swam there——
Wang Yingzi, who was soaked all over, sat blankly on the white rocks on the shore, folded her arms across her chest, and called out: "Senior Brother Jiezi." She wanted to cry and laugh at the same time.
Zhang Yuan threw the clothes and shoes he had retrieved onto the shore, then climbed up by himself, wearing knee-length trousers and bare upper body. He felt that it was very indecent and apologized: "Junior sister, I'm sorry, it was me who shocked you and caused you to fall into the water.
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Wang Yingzi glanced at Zhang Yuan's broad shoulders and narrow waist and quickly looked away, saying softly: "It's not my fault, senior brother, it was me who stepped on the fishing rod and it slipped." She hugged her chest and crossed her legs, not daring to get up. She was wearing silk clothes.
The skirt is almost transparent when wet, and when it sticks to the skin, everything will be exposed——
If he hadn't suddenly appeared, Yingzi wouldn't have stepped on the fishing rod and fallen into the water. Zhang Yuan knew that he was guilty and didn't know what to do for a while. The sky had darkened. He didn't worry if he left alone. It would be too embarrassing to notify someone. Watching
Junior sister Yingzi folded her arms and bent over, then took out her shirt and said: "It's wet, junior sister, put it on to cover it up first - junior sister, can you leave? How about I help you back to the pavilion?"
When I put on my sexy dove-head shoes, water leaked out from the bottom of the shoes.
Zhang Yuan's robe was wide and petite, like a cloak. After putting it on, he looked up and down and found that it was covered. He quickly stood up and said: "I can leave, I'm fine. Senior brother, shall I go then?" He asked in a tone of voice,
Reluctant to leave——
The situation was too embarrassing and ambiguous. Zhang Yuan could not stay longer and said with a smile: "It's hot, so I won't catch a cold. Junior sister, go back and change clothes quickly - I'm leaving." He said to Wu Ling who was standing aside, "Hurry up and get dressed.
Let’s go.” With a wave of his hand, he walked towards the garden gate with his upper body naked, holding a square scarf in his hand——
Wang Yingzi, who was at the water's edge, gathered up the shawl draped over her shoulders and followed him for two steps, calling out: "Senior brother——" Seeing Zhang Yuan turn around, he asked again: "Senior brother, where are you going now?"
Zhang Yuandao: "I'm studying in Tianwa'an, not far from here. I'll change my clothes when I get back. I might as well——
Before he finished speaking, Zhang Yuan shut up, because he saw Wang Jingshu coming from the other end of the plank road, and it was difficult to leave at this time. He was unable to advance or retreat, and was embarrassed——
Wang Jingshu suddenly saw a shirtless man standing by the wooden pavilion. She was shocked and stood still, ready to call someone. When she saw that it was Zhang Yuan, she breathed a sigh of relief and saw the scholar in a baby-like posture wearing a robe.
{Shi stood aside, greatly surprised, and came over and asked: "What happened?"
Wang Yingzi said, "I accidentally fell into the water, and it was senior brother Jiezi who saved me."
Wang Jingshu looked at Zhang Yuan and then at Yingzi. It looked like she had really fallen into the water. But how did Zhang Yuan get here? It was really strange. At this time, she was afraid that her sister would be embarrassed, so she didn't ask more questions, so she said: "Then go change clothes quickly.
Don't catch cold." He looked at Zhang Yuan and said, "Master Zhang, please go change your clothes too. I'll see if my brother Binglin's clothes are here." He then said, "My mother and San
I have a little brother over there at Yunzhi Pavilion."
Zhang Yuan suddenly felt a thorn in his back. It's just a senior sister. If his wife knew that he was an uninvited guest, she would scold him bloody. He said hurriedly: "Don't bother me. I'll go back to Tianwa'an to change clothes."
Wang Jingshu smiled and said: "Young Master Zhang went out of the garden naked, what can you say if people see him?"
Zhang Yuan was speechless. It was already dark now. He couldn't return to the bamboo forest by the stream and climb to the Half Moon Rock——
Wang Jingshu suddenly said: "No, my little brother and the others are here, ah, mother is here too." She hurriedly turned to Zhang Yuan and Wang Yingzi said: "Hurry and get out of the way, you can't let your mother see you like this, hurry up, hurry up,
Please come here to take shelter for a while."
Zhang Yuan was defeated by Wang Jingshu, so he quickly pulled Wang Yingzi's hand, and the two of them hid under the wooden pillars of the Linshui Wooden Pavilion. Half of the wooden pavilion was built on the bank, with two stone pillars at the front supporting it in the water. There is a small
The corner can accommodate——
Poor Wu Ling, he was running around like a headless fly. There was only a limited place for Mr. Mu to stand. The young master and Miss Wang were inside, so it was difficult for him to squeeze in. He looked left and right and couldn't find a hiding place, and finally jumped with a "thump"
I went into the water and hugged the stone pillar. Before I could take a breath, I heard the "dong dong" sound of the wooden board above. A child ran over and asked: "Hey, what fell into the water and made a plop sound?"
Wang Jingshu said: "I lost a stone."
The child asked: "Sister, are you fishing? Have you caught any fish? I'll go to the water and have a look -"
Wang Jingshu stopped her and said, "You are not allowed to go to the water. It is dark now and there will be water ghosts. As soon as the children reach the water, the water ghosts will jump out and drag the children into the water. Are you afraid?"
I don't know which of Yingzi's younger brothers this was. He was so frightened that he hurriedly said: "Scared, so scared. Big sister, I won't go to the water anymore."
Separated by a layer of wood, Wang Yingzi in the dark corner of the Mu Pavilion listened to her sister threatening her younger brother. She couldn't help but laugh. She pressed her face against Zhang Yuan's left shoulder and endured it. The Mu Pavilion was so narrow that the two of them could hide inside.
They had to be close together, and Wang Jingshu above her head said: "Be good, it will be fine if you don't go to the water - why is mother here?"
There were noisy footsteps on the wooden loft board, and a group of people came. A middle-aged and elderly woman said: "It's dark, why are you still fishing, where is Yingzi?"
Wang Jingshu said: "Yingzi has gone back to the pavilion, and I am about to go back too. Mother, let's go back, it's time to have dinner."
A ten-year-old child stood on the wooden platform looking into the water and said: "It didn't take long for the two sisters to get a fish today."
Wu Ling, who was hugging the wooden pillar in the water, quickly dived into the water and quietly turned to the inside of the stone pillar so that he could not be seen from the wooden platform.
Wang Jingshu quickly pulled this little brother back and said, "Mom, we need to build a guardrail on this wooden platform facing the water, otherwise it will be dangerous."
Mrs. Wang said: "It's useless for children to build guardrails. They are better at climbing. Well, just build one."
In the autumn sky, twilight fell very quickly. It was still bright when Zhang Yuan came ashore. After a while, it became dark. The corner of the wooden pavilion was particularly dark. His clothes were wet and smelled of being baked by body temperature. He was breathing quickly because of this.
The body is trembling slightly due to the strange stimulation and the strong ambiguous atmosphere makes people unable to extricate themselves——
As if afraid of the cold, Zhang Yuan hugged Junior Sister Yingzi, who was already leaning in his arms, tightly. Hearing Yingzi's "squeak" sound, he climbed up with his arms, hooked his neck, stood on tiptoes, and spoke in a very low voice.
Very fine, yet clearly audible——
"Senior brother——"
"Um?"
"Kiss me-"
"I don't know what it will feel like. I want my senior brother to kiss me -"
In this situation, he was confused and fascinated. Zhang Yuan lowered his head slightly, and the hot lips touched each other. He couldn't help but raise the tip of his tongue slightly, and the cloves secretly crossed, entangled endlessly...
The sound of people on the floor had disappeared, and Wu Ling climbed up like a water ghost. The two people in the dark corner were silent. Wu Ling called softly: "Young Master——" Then he heard the young master's rapid breathing.
Wu Ling couldn't help but think: "What are the young master and Miss Wang doing, suddenly changing from silence to sound? Are they holding their breath just now?" This is really a state that a boy can't imagine.
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Zhang Yuan took Wang Yingzi's hand and walked out. He felt that Yingzi's hand was trembling. Not only his hand, but his whole body was trembling. Zhang Yuan ignored Wu Ling who was right next to him, hugged Yingzi and asked:
"Junior sister, what's wrong? Are you cold?"
Wang Yingzi's body was hot, she shook her head and said: "It's not cold, my heart is - happy, well, that's how it is."
Zhang Yuan was silent, heartbroken and helpless.
Wang Yingzi took Zhang Yuan's hand and said: "Senior brother, don't think too much, prepare well for the provincial examination. As my senior brother said, senior high school is my high school -" and then said: "I have something to tell senior brother. I recently found some stereotypes."
I found that the famous Qiu Wei and Chun Wei failed examination papers have one thing in common, that is, the first seven chapters are of varying quality. When you write the first chapter of the first performance, you are most energetic, so you naturally do the best, and the second chapter is also interesting.
As soon as I finished writing, I lost my energy to write the third article. The time was tight and I had to work hard, so it was understandable that I didn't do well. I remember my father once said to me,
Some people finish the first question during the exam, then move on to the third question, and then come back to the second question. Fangguan usually only reads the first three of the first seven chapters, because they are all people who have passed the imperial examination and know the next four chapters.
It’s normal to have low energy and get worse. It’s nothing to look at. I can only refer to the first three articles. My father said that he was young when he took the exam and didn’t feel low on energy. But for some older candidates, this method is very useful. Fang Guan
After reviewing the paper, I looked at the first question, which was full of energy, and then looked at the second question. I did a little worse on the second question, which was considered a setback. By the third question, the flowers were blooming again, and I was naturally refreshed. In this way, I gave up."
Zhang Yuan laughed out loud. The secret of this imperial examination is really everywhere. Changing the order of essays can change the fate of candidates. It seems absurd, but it contains an accurate grasp of the subtle psychology of the marking officer -
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Wang Yingzi could have told Zhang Yuan these words in a letter, but she hurriedly said them in order to dilute the ambiguous atmosphere just now——
The sound of footsteps came again from the plank road. Wu Ling looked around and said, "It's Miss Wang, and there is a little maid."
Wang Yingzi squeezed Zhang Yuan's hand and said, "Senior brother, I wish you good autumn and good spring. I will definitely go to high school."
Zhang Yuan said "Yes": "Do your best and leave no regrets."
Wang Jingshu came over and said: "Yingzi, go back and change your clothes quickly. Mr. Zhang, this is my father's skirt. You can wear it." With that, he took off the shirt Wang Yingzi was wearing and threw it to Wu Ling, and gave it to Wu Ling.
A narrow-sleeved gown was put on the baby's figure.
The little maid handed the Zhibi to Zhang Yuan and then helped Wang Yingzi back.
Zhang Yuan put on his straight jacket and heard Wang Jingshu say in a low voice: "Zhang Jiezi, are you a man with nothing to do? Do you really want my sister Yingzi to spend her whole life languishing for you?"
Wang Yingzi turned around and called out: "Sister——"
Wang Jingshu smiled and said to Zhang Yuan Wanfu: "I wish Mr. Zhang good luck in the provincial examination for high school." Then she turned around and followed Wang Yingzi.
When Zhang Yuan and Wu Ling walked out of the garden gate, the garden guard was very surprised. Zhang Yuan didn't wait for him to ask questions and said, "I thought Teacher Wang was back, but he didn't come back. The old manager didn't see him when he entered the garden just now."
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The garden guard surnamed Guan was a little confused by what Zhang Yuan said, and thought to himself: "Mr. Zhang may have entered the garden when I was relieving myself earlier." As he watched Zhang Yuan and his servant go out, he saw a little maid carrying a knife.
A lantern chased out and shouted: "Master Zhang, wait a moment."
The maid handed the lantern to Zhang Yuan and said breathlessly: "The second lady is lighting the way for Mr. Zhang. Please be careful when traveling in the mountains."
On July 18th, the moon had not yet risen. Zhang Yuan and Wu Ling walked for a while under the light of a lantern. When they were about to reach Tianwa'an Mountain Road, the moon rose, oval, bright, like a lantern -
Zhang Yuan suddenly opened up his voice and sang:
"I want a life in full bloom, like flying in the vast sky, like walking through the boundless wilderness, with the power to break away from everything; I want a life in full bloom, like standing on the top of the rainbow, like walking through the bright sky.
Xinghe has power beyond ordinary——"
Wu Ling couldn't understand what the lyrics meant. He just thought the song was really nice and listened to it with great interest. He accidentally looked towards Xianglu Peak and exclaimed: "Master, look, what is that?"
When Zhang Yuan looked up, he saw dozens of torches, circling like fire centipedes on the screw road, and heard a faint whistling sound.
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