In the blink of an eye, it has been three months since I came to this ancient world, and the time has gradually turned from spring to midsummer. With gardens, rockeries, pavilions, courtyards, streets, and boats, Ning Yi has gradually become familiar with this ancient world, but many times, there are always
It will feel boring.
Probably because he was used to being busy in the past, but now he has no computer, no job, and nothing to do, and he always feels itchy. The Su family is happy to see him bored. After all, the reason why he was asked to marry into his wife before was to give Su Tan'er a
The reason for staying at home so as not to get married, and this reason should preferably not be too restless. Of course, in general, he is still enjoying all this boring stuff, walking around and looking around every day
Ancient customs and customs, look at ancient ladies, they think about all sorts of things in their minds, most often when they see something they think about how many times they can increase their profits and how they can make money if they do it.
Having been the boss for too long, he was stunned... He laughed and scolded himself like this, so he just thought about these things, and then they settled back into the depths of his mind.
Compared with his leisure, his nominal wife Su Tan'er is obviously very busy. However, no matter how busy she is, she will basically go home for dinner on time. In this sense, ancient times have the benefits of ancient times.
, Women cannot be as casual as men in any case. To say the least, the rhythm of ancient work is not as breathtaking as modern times. Every day, you carry a computer on your back, fly here and there, and process a large amount of information at any time.
, in an era where information circulation is not rapid, such workaholics cannot be produced. You can always find time to rest, because you have issued an order and the other party has not yet reacted.
Probably because he regarded himself as a really honest and dull man, she was always the one who started the conversation when we sat together for dinner every day, exchanging information and livening up the atmosphere, so Ning Yi just said a few casual words. He had been in the shopping mall for so many years.
He has also developed the ability to speak casually without making people think he is perfunctory. He is much higher than Su Taner, so every time they have dinner together, Ning Yi will think of the two people in the movie "Mr. and Mrs. Smith".
After dinner, if it rains, most of the people will be in their own rooms. Su Tan'er will read a book, occasionally play the piano, and do embroidery. He will just read and write, or else he will be in a daze, and occasionally find a piece of paper to do some homework.
I often do business deductions, make assumptions for the stock market, etc., but then I find it boring - unless there is an emergency, Su Tan'er will go out in a carriage. If the weather is good, Ning Yi will basically go out for a stroll, Su Tan'er
He also went to visit the shops and workshops in the city, and the two parted ways.
The maid named Xiao Chan has been following him and has probably become a maid dedicated to serving him in the past few months. This is also Su Tan'er's arrangement. It can be seen that Xiao Chan intends to have a good relationship with him. When she was packing things in the room
She would always say something nagging about the parents, or where the young lady had been today or what she had done. It was obvious that she admired and liked this young lady very much. Su Tan'er was very fond of this young lady.
It's indeed very good. Ning Yi's response is usually a nod and a smile. This little girl always follows him when he goes out. Sometimes he feels guilty and sits in a nearby teahouse when he gets tired.
, eat some snacks, the little girl will also take out some silver coins from the delicate little purse to pay the bill, which makes him feel that this is the life of the second generation ancestor in ancient times.
It's similar in modern times. He doesn't even need to swipe his credit card when he goes out to buy things... Well, it seems that he hasn't really gone out to buy things in many years.
He recently likes to watch people playing chess by the Qinhuai River.
There is a not too lively street by the river. It is on the outskirts of the city. It is located a little out of the way. There are no big shops. There are mostly small vendors carrying burdens on the road. There are not many pedestrians. There are often people under a tree next to the river.
There was an old man setting up a chessboard there. Occasionally there would be a few old men watching there, and occasionally some scholars would come over. There was a tea stall next to it. That time he and Xiao Chan stopped here to rest and drink tea when they were tired from walking.
While he was casually taking a look, he saw that the two old men playing chess were both very good at chess. He thought that it was indeed ancient times, and two old guys could play so well. After that, he came here often. One old man was always there, and his opponent was always there.
Yes, but after watching them for a long time, they are probably acquaintances, and their chess skills are generally very high.
This kind of mental work was probably one of the few entertainments he could find here. In fact, the Qinhuai River was recognized as the most prosperous and extravagant area at the time. There were various groups of painted boats and prostitutes' villages, and it became a tourist attraction at night.
Night after night, he walked around every day and often heard about romantic affairs and the like. However, everything had to be done in moderation. Since he had married into the Su family, he was probably insulated from this kind of entertainment. However, in his previous life, he was very fond of
I have already exhausted all kinds of extravagant and lustful things, so naturally I won’t be very interested in them now.
The next day, the weather was a bit cloudy, but it seemed that it was still raining early. He and Xiaochan went to the tea stall, and two old men were there again. It rained for a while, and a man who looked like a servant came over and met with a man.
The old man said a few words, and the old man nodded: "Mr. Qin, there is something urgent at home. This game of chess..."
"There is no winner right now, how about a draw?"
"So good..."
The two of them chatted for a few words, and then an old man left, and the old man who set up the chess stall began to collect the pieces. Ning Yi drank the tea in his hand and stood up: "No need to watch, Xiaochan pays the bill.
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Just as Xiao Chan was taking out her purse, the old man behind her said, "This young master has been coming to watch chess recently, and I think he has quite a lot of experience in this art. Would you like to have a game with the old man?" There is no opponent, so just grab someone.
"Uh..." Ning Yi was stunned for a moment and looked at the sky, "It's average... okay."
He sat down opposite the old man and helped collect the chess pieces. Naturally, there were questions like "Who is the young master from?" Ning Yi answered a few words casually. After collecting the chess pieces, he guessed the pieces. Ning Yi took the white lead and went ahead.
You're not polite, just take the chess pieces and put them on the table.
"Well, this is the beginning..." The old man glanced at him, then just frowned and followed.
In this way, you and I played about a dozen moves, and the old man frowned deeper and said doubtfully: "Young master, who learned your chess skills from me?"
"I figured it out myself by reading the chess records."
"Oh, no wonder..."
After saying this, the old man didn't say much more. The two of them played chess silently under the trees by the river. Xiaochan sat aside and occasionally looked up at the sky. She really didn't understand Go, but she just felt that the older he played, the better he would be.
The longer he thought about it, the deeper the wrinkles on his head became. From time to time he looked up at Ning Yi, or occasionally shook his head. The white stones on the chessboard were so powerful that the black stones were gradually killed to pieces.
About an hour later, the old man surrendered and looked up at Ning Yi seriously for a moment. Ning Yi still looked as if he found everything interesting: "Young Master's chess skills are... superb, I'm just a chess player."
In terms of means, are there some..." The old man considered the words, while Ning Yi packed up the chess pieces and smiled: "Playing chess to win is like two armies facing each other. How can there be a difference in means?"
"Playing chess is a gentleman's sport..."
"Old people think that playing chess can reveal a person's character." Ning Yi said casually, taking back the chess pieces one by one, "Is it accurate?"
The old man was stunned for a moment, pondered for a moment, then shook his head and smiled, then stretched out his hand to collect the chess pieces: "It's not very accurate."
After packing up the chessboard, seeing that the sky was about to rain, Ning Yi and Xiao Chan headed back towards the Su Mansion. Along the way, Xiao Chan looked at him with a bit of surprise and couldn't help but ask: "Uncle, did you win?"
"Ah, I'm afraid it won't be possible to go over and watch chess again in the future."
"Why?"
"Do you think he thinks I'm a bad person?"
"You think my uncle is a bad person after playing chess?" The little girl looked back and said, "It must be because my uncle beat him and he got angry... My husband is really short-tempered."
Naturally, these words were just casual remarks. The old man was also a well-educated person, so naturally he would not be angry about this kind of thing. But at this time, Go was very measured. When playing chess among friends, it was fair and aboveboard, and some were aggressive.
Even the tactics of stalking and losing his grace will not be used indiscriminately, but playing chess is just a pure mental game for Ning Yi. Coupled with the imbalance of information between the two parties, although the old man also has quite high chess ability
, he was still defeated by Ning Yi's small tricks one after another, which brought a small sense of satisfaction to Ning Yi's heart that modern people bully ancient people.
When I got home that day, Su Tan'er was also coming back from outside. The little maid named Xing'er was asking a few people to move fabrics to the young lady's room. They were probably new goods and they were colorful. Seeing them come back, Juan upstairs
Instead, she brought a big wooden box down and said, "My uncle, my uncle, I heard that my uncle likes playing chess very much. I saw it on the street today and bought it specially for my uncle." In fact, it was a gift from someone else, and Su Tan'er used it.
When he didn't, what he took back was a box containing Go. Ning Yi was shocked: "In this way, thank you for me, madam."
"Thank you yourself." The little girl smiled and ran upstairs again. Ning Yi shook his head and took the Go back to his room. There was no one he knew here, so who should he play with?
Juan'er returned to the room, and several people moving goods had already left the yard. She imitated Ning Yi's voice: "Miss, I said, 'Thank you for me, ma'am.'" Then she was taken over by Su Tan'er, who was looking at the account books.
Knocked on the forehead, the master and servant have grown up together. Although they talk about superiority and inferiority, they have always had a close relationship like sisters. However, when Su Tan'er is busy, it is not easy to talk too much.
Just kidding, after reading the account books, Su Tan'er looked at the pieces of cloth carefully. At this time, Chan'er and Xing'er also came in. Seeing Chan'er, she actually smiled: "Did you go out with your uncle to watch and play chess again today?"
"Hmm." Chan'er shook her little head, "I don't understand."
"I don't like Go either." Su Tan'er shook her head. She had been busy all morning after going home. Only then could she take a short rest. She picked up a piece of rice paper on the table and frowned and asked.
Chan'er: "Is this really a poem written by my uncle?"
Chan'er took the rice paper over in the morning. Then she looked at it and confirmed: "Yes, I saw it written by my uncle, who said he was practicing calligraphy."
Su Tan'er frowned and looked at it for a few more times before putting it down. Chan'er had hurriedly brought this poem over in the morning. Then Su Tan'er was ready to go out and ran around for half a morning. She only had time to read it when she came back.
Myolie hadn't seen it yet, but when she saw the young lady's expression, she came over to take a look with interest. In fact, the three maids had all studied poetry and arithmetic. When they held it in their hands, their little faces wrinkled up.
"Three lotus roots floating in the green pond...the raft can be filled with thoughts, dewdrops...the wet sand wall, the dusk and dawn are silent...what do you mean?"
In the room on the other side, Ning Yi was standing in front of the table, sorting out the rice paper drafts, preparing to throw them away or burn them. He practiced calligraphy and wrote ten pages yesterday, and then he realized that one page was missing. After thinking about it for a moment, he shook his head.
He laughed: "It's strange that you can understand..."
Then, a thunderstorm began.
The heavy rain in summer comes very violently. With the sound filling the sky, the sky is as dark as evening. However, in this weather, I open the window and look at the garden mansion soaked in the heavy rain. It is quite leisurely.
It means that from here, you can occasionally see Su Tan'er and a few maids walking around in the opposite room. After a while, when Chan'er came over with some colored fabrics, Ning Yi was opening the box at the desk.
Weiqi looked at it: "My aunt, the lady said this is newly imported silk. I asked my maid to measure it for my aunt to make some clothes. Let me see which color I like."
"casual."
"Don't be casual when making new clothes." The little girl muttered, and picked up a soft ruler to measure Ning Yi's height and length. Ning Yi looked at the heavy rain outside, and then looked at the little girl next to him.
"Anything happen this afternoon?"
"It's nothing."
"Let's play chess."
"My servant doesn't know how to play chess."
"If you don't know how to play Go, I'll teach you how to play backgammon."
"Backgammon?" The little girl looked up at him, with a confused look in her eyes. She had never heard of this kind of chess...
Therefore, this small courtyard, which has always been quiet, can often hear the cheers of little girls in the afternoon. Although it is still quiet and calm on weekdays, Su Tan'er is eighteen years old, and the three little girls around her
The maids are only fourteen or fifteen years old. If they encounter interesting things, they will inevitably get a little carried away. In the other room, Su Tan'er is sitting in front of the window reading a book, and two little girls, Xing'er and Juan'er, are sitting in a row.
Sitting on a small bench and embroidering, I occasionally heard the faint cheers of "I won, I won" coming from the sound of rain on the opposite side. I couldn't help but look up curiously. After repeating this several times, Myolie pricked her finger with a needle.
, sucking his fingertips in his mouth and looking over there doubtfully.