Zhang's mother, Mrs. Lu, was a little unhappy when she heard that Zhang Yuan had to live at Wang's house in Kuaiji for three months of schooling. Her son had never been away from her for a day when he was so old. She said, "My son is used to living at home. Now he has to live in someone else's house."
Go, I'm just afraid of the inconvenience."
Zhang Yuan said: "Mom, don't worry. My son can take good care of himself and will go home every three to five days. Mr. Jian'an's home is not far away, only seven or eight miles away."
Zhang's mother, Mrs. Lu, also knew that her son's studies were important, so she didn't say anything more. She helped her son pack his clothes and stationery that night, and ordered Shi Shuang to pick up his son early the next morning. He sent Zhang Yuan to Wang Siren's house in Kuaiji, and asked Xiao Xinu Wu Ling to follow him.
Young Master Shi originally planned to call a rattan sedan to see Zhang Yuan off, but Zhang Yuan refused and said he would walk.
Zhang's mother, Mrs. Lu, sent her outside the Zhuli Gate and told her son to come back on the fifth day of the Lunar New Year. She also told her son not to catch a cold when it was cold in the morning and evening, and not to read too late and to keep his eyes open. She was also worried that her son was not used to the Wang family's food.
Yes, it was inevitable that he would be a little rambling when he spoke. Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "Mother, my son is not traveling far away. He has not left home even ten miles."
Zhang's mother, Mrs. Lu, smiled and said: "Okay, let's not talk anymore, you can go." Seeing her son and Wu Ling in front, Shi Shuang carrying luggage behind, the three of them walked around Fuxue Palace and disappeared, and then turned back
In the inner courtyard, first go to the study room in the west building. All the pens, inks, paper and inkstones on the desk have been taken away. My son is not at home, so the surrounding area seems empty. Without the sound of reading, I am really not used to it——
Then I thought: "My son is good at reading and writing brilliantly in eight-part essays. He will go to Hangzhou for the provincial examination and then go to Beijing to take the joint examination. That will be the real journey. At that time, shouldn't I be even more worried?"
I was lost in thought when I suddenly heard Mu Zhenzhen's voice asking: "Madam, has the young master just left?"
Mrs. Lu, Zhang's mother, turned around and saw Mu Zhenzhen standing by the patio outside the study door, bowing slightly, which made it appear that the bamboo basket on her back was quite heavy.
"Zhenzhen, why are you here so early? Is something wrong?"
Zhang's mother, Mrs. Lu, walked outside the door and saw a thin layer of sweat on the rosy cheeks of this fallen girl. The straw sandals on her feet were full of dust. She had obviously walked a long way.
Mu Zhenzhen pulled up his sleeves and wiped the sweat, panting slightly and said: "The young master likes to eat oranges. Since he will not be back after studying in Kuaiji for several days, the maid went to the pier to pick up a basket of oranges for the young master to take -
Madam, when did the young master leave?"
It’s more than twenty miles to go to and from the Xixing Canal Pier. What a silly boy. I can’t buy oranges anywhere, so I have to come here in such a hurry!
Zhang's mother, Mrs. Lu, was moved and said, "We just passed the Fuxue Palace. Go quickly and you can catch up."
Before he finished speaking, Mu Zhenzhen turned around and ran away, chasing one mile east of Fuxue Palace and almost reaching Fuhe River. He finally saw Zhang Yuan's back and hurriedly called out: "Young Master—Young Master of the Zhang family—"
Zhang Yuan stopped and turned around, and saw Mu Zhenzhen striding towards him. As he approached, the fallen girl suddenly looked a little shy and said, "My maid has brought oranges to the young master."
Seeing Mu Zhenzhen sweating profusely, Zhang Yuan was moved by his feelings and did not say much. He just said happily: "Great, I will take it to Kuaiji to eat."
Shi Shuang put down the bag, put the two baskets of luggage together on one end, and loaded thirty kilograms of oranges on the other end.
Zhang Yuan said: "Really, you haven't had breakfast yet. Come to my house to have breakfast. Remember, come and see my mother often."
Mu Zhenzhen felt happy in her heart and responded crisply: "Don't worry, young master, my maid will come every day."
Zhang Yuan said: Mu Zhenzhen waved his hands, turned around and headed towards Kuaiji County on the east bank of the Fu River.
It was only the first quarter of the morning when the three masters and servants arrived at Wang Siren's house at the east end of Xinghua Temple. Wang Siren's housekeeper greeted them and said, "Master Zhang has come so early. My master has just gotten up Zhang Yuan and entered several rooms on the west side of the inner courtyard. He pointed to one of the wing rooms and said: "This is the room where my eldest son lives. Last year, the eldest son went to Nanjing Imperial College to study, so this room was vacant. The master ordered yesterday that Mr. Zhang would live in this room when he came. Tong has also arranged a small couch, and all the other daily utensils are ready. Mr. Zhang will see if there is anything else that needs to be prepared, just tell me."
Zhang Yuan looked at it and saw that the windows in the room were bright and clean, and all the utensils were neatly put away. He smiled and said: "Thank you for your hard work, steward - Xiao Wu, buy a bottle of wine for steward Wang to thank you."
Wu Ling then presented the six coins of silver that had been sealed in advance, but Butler Wang refused to accept it. Zhang Yuan said: "I am studying here, and I will have to trouble the steward a lot in the future. If the steward refuses to accept the money for two jugs of wine, then I will I don’t even dare to ask the housekeeper for help.”
Butler Wang was very happy when he saw that this young man was humble and polite, and spoke tactfully. He took the money and said: "Such a small life has suffered - Master Zhang, have you ever had breakfast? Oh, Mr. Zhang is waiting here first. I will go and see if the master is okay."
Shi Shuang moved the luggage and oranges out of the basket, said goodbye to the young master and went back first.
Zhang Yuan walked to the door and looked at the small courtyard. The courtyard was rectangular in shape. There was an eight-foot-tall Taihu stone under the wall on the left, with a solitary peak rising up. It was steep and sharp. Under the Taihu stone, there were several wild goose red plants, which were deep and dark. In autumn, the red leaves are bright and eye-catching, and there are berries like small eggs at the bottom of the leaves. To the right is the partition wall, with a moon cave door. The door is opened from that side. At this time, the wooden door is tightly closed.
Zhang Yuan thought to himself: "This is the west side of the inner courtyard. Beyond the Yuedong Gate should be the residence of Mr. Jian'an and his family. Uh, this is the west wing."
Yesterday, Zhang Yuan learned from his uncle Zhang Rulin that Mr. Jian'an had one wife and two concubines, and three sons and two daughters. The eldest son was young and studying at the Imperial College in Nanjing. The other two sons were still young. The eldest, Queen Jingshu, married the Chen family of Xiaoshan last year. , the second daughter’s name is unknown——
Zhang Yuan thought at that time: "So the young man named Wang who followed Mr. Jian'an to Liyuan that time is most likely Mr. Jian'an's second daughter. Then the Wang girl should be about the same age as me."
In the past, Zhang Yuan was still somewhat curious about the Wang girl who wanted to buy "Jin Ping Mei", but now in the small courtyard in the west wing of Wang's house, Zhang Yuan just wanted to read eight-part essays and didn't want to get into other troubles. After winning, Yao After the lawsuit was over, my mother asked someone to go to the merchant to propose marriage. That was all. The idea was very simple.
Just as I was thinking about it, Butler Wang came and said that he wanted to invite me.
Zhang Yuan followed the housekeeper to the study room in the front yard to meet Wang Siren. Wang Siren, who was a role model for others, stopped joking with Zhang Yuan and said solemnly: "Zhang Yuan, since you have read hundreds of contemporary articles, please tell me about the difficulty of stereotyped writing. Where? What’s the beauty?”
Zhang Yuandao: "Students think that solving the problem is the most difficult. Once they fail to solve the problem, everything will be wrong later on."
Wang Siren said: "That's right. When writing, the text is like choosing color. Its face is breaking, its neck is supporting, its shoulders and chest are rising, and its waist is in the thigh-" Suddenly he closed his mouth and thought: "I How can I make such an analogy to a young man? I feel so ashamed."
Wang Siren used the term "appreciation of beautiful women" as a metaphor for the merits of the eight-part essay. Zhang Yuan listened with great interest and suddenly became enlightened. Seeing that Wang Siren kept silent and did not realize why, he said: "Then this should be regarded as the end of the whole article. The eight-part essay in general is
Long and short slender grains, their expressions are charming, far or near, right or wrong, but the face is always the main one, the face is not beautiful, and the rest, no matter how beautiful it is, is inferior, so the first thing to say is to break the topic, sir, it is
Is this true?"
Wang Siren looked up at the wooden beams on the roof and thought to himself: "Is this a fifteen-year-old boy? He seems to be a veteran in the field of romance."
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