Zhang E read very fast. He read twenty pages of Volume 11 of "Collection and Commentary of the Spring and Autumn Classics" without stopping. He threw the book on the desk with a bang and gasped: "I'm so tired and so hot."
Zhang Yuandao: "Third brother, please take a break first and have a sip of tea."
Zhang E took two sips of tea, shook his folding fan and said, "It's too boring to read a book. I brought a book today to ensure that you will be fascinated by it."
Zhang Yuan smiled slightly and asked: "What book and who wrote it?"
Zhang E didn't answer, but asked: "Do you still remember Mr. Yuan Shi? The second son of Yuan, the third son of the police, he passed by Shanyin three years ago and came to visit my eldest father. You are young, so you must not remember."
Zhang Yuandao: "I remember, Yuan Zhonglang, a famous scholar." If he traveled through the late Ming Dynasty and didn't know Yuan Hongdao, it would be like not knowing Chen Jinnan in "The Deer and the Cauldron"——
Zhang E said "aha": "You really remember it, then let me tell you, this book was written by Yuan Zhonglang."
Zhang Yuan remembered that Yuan Hongdao passed away when he was in his forties, so he asked: "Is Yuan Zhonglang still alive?"
Zhang E said: "He's dead. He died the year before last. He was only forty-three years old. When he was young, he spent a lot of time drinking and drinking, and his body bones were exhausted, so he died young."
Sixteen-year-old Zhang E commented on Yuan Hongdao like this, but he didn't want to think about his own behavior of molesting children and beautiful maids, and his waste of natural resources was even more absurd than Yuan Hongdao when he was young.
Zhang Yuan thought: "It's a pity that Yuan Hongdao is dead. I originally expected him to help me."
Since it was written by Yuan Zhonglang, Zhang E's temperament should be that he likes Yuan Zhonglang's "Zhang Zheng" or "Ping History". "Zhang Zheng" talks about drinking, and "Ping History" talks about flower arrangement. Zhang Yuan once browsed these two books casually.
If you can listen to Zhang E read it again, you can remember that since you are going to study for the imperial examination, you must learn these elegant tastes of literati and officials, otherwise you will seem out of place if you don’t have a common language. To change, you must first integrate into it.
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Zhang Yuandao: "Then please third brother read Yuan Zhonglang's masterpiece for me."
"This book has a very large number of words. Let me pick out a section and read it to you first. Listen carefully. This kind of strange book is not accessible to ordinary people -" Zhang E coughed, turned the book and began to read:
"Two days later, it was the first day of June, and the weather was very hot. At noon, when the red crow was in the sky, a fire umbrella was in the sky, and there was not a single cloud. It was really a time when rocks were shining and gold was flowing. There is a single saying that goes like this
Hot: May Rong come from the south to whip the fire dragon, and the fire clouds and flames will burn the sky. The sun will not go away at noon, and all the countries will be like in a red furnace. The green stems and clouds of the five mountains will disappear, and the Yanghou Sea will be sad and thirsty. How can the golden wind blow out overnight, for me
Sweep away the heat in the world. This Ximen Qing has not gone out when the weather is hot recently——"
When Zhang Yuan heard the word "Ximen Qing", he couldn't help but let out a soft "eh".
Zhang E then asked: "What?"
Zhang Yuan said: "Nothing, third brother, continue."
Zhang E continued: "Ximen Qing has not been out recently because of the hot weather. He has let his hair down at home to escape the heat. In the Jade Pavilion shed in the garden, he watched the boy fetching water to water the flowers. He saw a pot planted in front of the Jade Pavilion.
Daphne flowers were blooming in full bloom. Ximen Qing ordered Lai An'er to hold a small watering can and watch the watering. Pan Jinlian and Li Ping'er were seen wearing silver-striped gauze shirts with densely packed colored gauze threads.
She is wearing a gold mud skirt, Li Ping'er is wearing a bright red burnt cloth bijia, and Jinlian is wearing a silver-red bijia. Only the golden lotus is not wearing a crown, and she is dragging a bunch of Hangzhou Cuiyunzi nets, with her temples exposed, and three tattoos on her forehead.
The green-faced flowers become more and more pink-faced and oily-headed, with red lips and white teeth——"
After reading this, Zhang E looked up at Zhang Yuan and said: "How about Jiezi? Can this description be considered as if it were before your eyes?"
Zhang Yuandao: "It is really a good and precise writing."
Zhang E said: "I will pick another exciting passage to read to you, which is Ximen Qing and Li Ping'er -" he lowered his voice and read:
"Ximen Qing saw that she was wearing bright red gauze pants under her gauze skirt, and the sun's shadow was exquisite and clear, revealing her jade bones and ice muscles. She felt lustful. Seeing that there was no one around her, and she didn't comb her hair, she pressed Li Ping'er into a bed. On the couch, they lifted up their Hunan skirts and their red trousers had just faded away. They held the fire across the mountain and fucked for a long time, but their semen was still not released. The two of them were enjoying the joy of flying. They didn't want Jin Lian to call the Jade Tower behind and walk to the garden. The head of the corner door thought for a while and handed the flowers to Chunmei. When he came back, he quietly walked outside the jade pavilion and listened. After listening enough, he heard the two of them inside doing a good job, and only heard Ximen Qing He said to Li Ping'er: "My darling, if you don't love anything else, I love you as a white ass——"
Zhang Yuan tapped his knuckles on the mahogany table: "Okay, don't read it anymore."
The fair-skinned book boy chuckled.
Zhang E laughed and said, "Why, are you feeling hot all over and you can't hold yourself back?"
Young people in this era get extremely excited when they see slightly explicit descriptions of the sexes. This is because they don’t have the enlightenment of Teacher Aang. It’s excusable, it’s excusable——
Zhang Yuan smiled and said: "Fortunately, I can still control myself."
Zhang E said mysteriously: "Jie Zi, do you know what kind of book this is? If you can tell me the title, I will give you a beautiful maid."
"Ah!" the rosy book boy shouted: "No, no, sir, don't want-"
"Shut up." Zhang E shouted in a fierce tone: "You deserve a beating, don't you?"
The beautiful maid dressed as a book boy suddenly fell silent and did not dare to express her anger. Zhang E was extremely cruel and cruel in his treatment of his attendants. If the servants were not what he wanted, he would fight with fists and kicks and beat her all over the floor. No one dared to persuade her.
Zhang Yuan shook his head. He didn't want to bet with Zhang E anymore. They were both brothers from the same clan. It was unnecessary and the victory was insignificant. The last time he won against Zhang E was because he wanted someone to read to him. During the entertainment period, he just wanted to listen to the book. , but the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, Zhang E insists on sending it to the door for abuse, so she has no choice but to grant him permission——
Zhang E smiled slyly and said: "This servant is seventeen years old, fair and slender, and quite pretty. Just like the two sentences I just recited, 'pink face, oily head, red lips and white teeth' - how about it, Jie Zi , Bet or not? If you can name the book, I will send her to you as a personal maid. You are also fifteen years old, and you understand that some people are sick and others are lustful, right? Hehe, it’s hard to tell you the beauty of it. Oh, you’ll see if you try it.”
Zhang Yuan couldn't help but want to laugh, like a junior high school student showing off in front of him, saying: "If you want to bet with me, just tell me what you want me to do. As for what I want if I win, that should be up to me."
"Okay." Zhang E closed the folding fan and struck it in the tiger's mouth of his left hand: "You say, whatever I have, you can do whatever you want."
Zhang E never believed that Zhang Yuan would know the title of this book. There is no engraving copy of this book on the market. The volume in his hand is a handwritten copy of Yuan Zhonglang. Yuan Zhonglang lent it to Xie Zaihang, the head of the Nanjing Ministry of Industry, and Xie Zaihang lent it to His eldest father Zhang Rulin, he stole it from his pillow and read it. He knew exactly what books Zhang Yuan had read, and there was no way he knew about this book——
Zhang E thought proudly: "Zhang Jiezi will definitely say that this is "Water Margin of Loyalty and Righteousness", because "Water Margin of Loyalty and Righteousness" also contains Ximen Qing and Pan Jinlian, and Jiezi has not read all of "Water Margin of Loyalty and Righteousness". This time he has set a trap for me. ,Ha ha."
Zhang Yuan said: "Third brother, tell me first what do you want from me if you win?" It feels good to have the winning ticket in hand.
Zhang E said: "Two things, one is to give me the secret chess score you got, and the other is that you are still not allowed to wear a blindfold in front of me in the future——"
Zhang E was very upset about losing to Zhang Yuan in the last time he played chess, and believed that Zhang Yuan's chess skills improved greatly after he got a certain secret book of chess——
"By the way," Zhang E added: "One more thing, Jiezi, I don't like the way you talk to me now. You have to change this, otherwise I will get angry."
The original Zhang used to follow him around, with a flattering and envious tone. Now, he wears a blindfold, speaks in a leisurely manner, and has no respect for him. This is not good and must be changed.
"Okay." Zhang Yuan agreed: "If I lose, I will definitely hand over the secret chess score, and I will no longer wear the blindfold. As for my expression and tone, if there is something wrong, the third brother can scold me at any time."
Zhang E was happy: "That's right, that's right, I just need this attitude - now it's your turn to say, what do you want from me if you win?" He thought in his heart: "Jiezi, this idiot, must think this book is "Water Margin of Loyalty and Righteousness"
You are still looking so determined, why are you pretending to be a god with pearls of wisdom? Hehe, there will be a good show soon, good luck, good luck."