Ding Youwei is considerate. Because Chen Caozhi was despised by the Ding children when he came to Ding's house the year before last, she avoided Chen Caozhi's contact with the Ding children this time. She just wanted to spend a few days quietly with Xiaolang and his children.
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The patriarch of the Ding family, who is Ding Youwei's uncle, certainly knew about the arrival of Chen Cao's uncle and nephew, but as long as Ding Youwei did not clamor to return to Chenjiawu, he would not embarrass Ding Youwei and those who deliberately humiliated the Chen family. After all, as a noble clan
Wealthy families are arrogant and polite.
In the early morning, Chen Caozhi took Zongzhi and Runer for a walk in the small garden. This small garden was less than half an acre in size. There was a small half-moon-shaped pond in the southeast corner with several water lilies. There were two tall and dense century-old osmanthus trees beside the pond. Along the
The courtyard wall is lined with dozens of golden crabapples that are half as tall as a person. Water lilies and golden crabapples are in bloom, with golden crabapple flowers and white, red and yellow water lilies blooming brightly.
"Uncle Chou, you can't climb the mountain today," Zongzhi said.
Run'er said: "But Uncle Chou, you can play the dongxiao. By the way, mother said she wants to see your Keting flute."
Xiao Chan, who was following the three of them, said, "Just wait, Mr. Cao, and I'll get the flute." After a while, he got the green cloth bag.
Chen Caozhi sat on the stone pier by the water lily pond and played a cheerful song "Blue Stream Flowing Spring". After playing the song, he looked up and saw his sister-in-law Ding Youwei standing quietly beside a clump of golden begonias, plain white.
The dress was set off by golden flowers, making it look particularly elegant and bright. Her faint smile in the morning light was quiet and warm, and she looked at him with bright eyes, filled with surprise.
"Changzhi, when did you learn the recorder so well?" Ding Youwei lifted the skirt of her skirt and walked over lightly.
Chen Cao said: "I don't know why, but I just like to play with the purple bamboo flute left by my sister-in-law. If I try to play it, I will get good at it."
If it was someone else's rumor, Ding Youwei really didn't believe that there were people who could play the recorder without being taught by a teacher. The recorder was much more difficult to learn than the transverse flute, but now the young man Chen Caozhi played a song skillfully in front of her. His skills were so impressive.
He seemed to be better than her, which she couldn't help but not believe. After all, they hadn't seen each other for two years. She didn't know how Chen Caozhi learned to play the recorder. She could only explain it by saying that Xiaolang was a gifted musical prodigy.
Ding Youwei took the sapphire-like Ke Ting flute and looked closely. He only saw two seal characters "Ke Ting" engraved on the tail of the flute. There was no inscription by Cai Yong. I wonder if this flute is the real Ke Ting flute? Ke Ting
The flute is an ancient relic that is nearly two hundred years old. How could it be so green and new? If it is really a Keting flute, it is a rare treasure among musical instruments. Who would give it to a young man who met by chance?
With this thought in mind, Ding You pressed the holes of the flute with his slender fingers, brought the flute to his lips, and tried to play a few notes. He suddenly felt that the sound of the flute was extraordinary, and he couldn't help but feel happy -
Chen Caozhi looked at his sister-in-law playing the flute, but he felt a little strange. He had just played the flute, and it was inevitable that there would be traces of saliva. Although he wiped it with a silk handkerchief before handing it to his sister-in-law, he now saw that the mouthpiece of the flute was touching her sister-in-law's pale skin.
The red lips made my heart skip a beat, as if the sense of touch extended to the mouthpiece of Ke Ting's flute, and I could feel the warmth and softness of my sister-in-law's lips...
After all, the current Chen Caozhi is not that simple fifteen-year-old boy. In his previous life, he was twenty-seven, and Ding Youwei was one year younger than him——
Chen Caozhi quickly shook his head, putting aside these distracting thoughts, he looked like a pure and beautiful young man.
Ding Youwei saw Chen Caozhi shaking her head, thinking that Xiaolang was teasing her about not playing well. She suddenly remembered something, and she felt sad and almost shed tears. She whispered: "After Qingzhi's death, I never touched the instrument again. Unexpectedly, today
——”
Chen Caozhi quickly comforted him and said: "Sister-in-law, don't be too rigid in worldly etiquette. My brother's spirit in heaven also hopes to see my sister-in-law and Zongzhi and Run'er safe and happy. Sister-in-law, please don't suffer yourself. If you like this recorder, I will
Just give it to my sister-in-law."
Ding Youwei turned her back slightly to prevent the two children from seeing her cry. She wiped away her tears before turning around and smiling: "Cao Zhi has grown up so much that he actually knows how to talk like this. He is no longer the ignorant boy he used to be - this sister-in-law is awesome.
I can’t ask for it, and I don’t know which scholar gave it to you. You might see it again in the future, so you should cherish it. This is an excellent recorder.”
Axiu came to report that Laifu and his son were waiting outside the hospital to say hello to the young mistress.
Ding Youwei took Zongzhi, Run'er, and Chen Cao to the small hall of the front building, Lai Fu, Lai De knelt down and kowtowed to Ding Youwei, Ding Youwei asked Chen Caozhi to lift Lai Fu up, and asked him warmly, and ordered him to reward him.
One five baht and one piece of silk.
Laifu thanked the young mistress for the reward, but because this was the inner courtyard of the Ding family, he did not dare to stay for a long time. The steward of the villa was still waiting outside, so he led his son to Lai De to bid farewell to the young mistress and left, facing Chen Caozhi in the courtyard in front of the building.
He said: "Laifu is going to the county town to recruit tenants. Would you like to go with us, young man?"
Chen Cao said: "I won't go today, but I will go tomorrow. You go first to see more houses and ask around. Don't make a decision in a hurry. If you accidentally hire a shabby tenant and cause trouble, I will go to my late father's old friend tomorrow."
Feng Mengxiong is visiting Uncle Feng’s house, you come with me.”
Laifu responded and took Laide out.
After breakfast, Chen Caozhi asked his sister-in-law in the study about the relationship between "Tao" and "Nothing" in Wang Bi's "The Analects of Confucius".
Ding Youwei was surprised and happy. It was already very difficult to read the Confucian classic "The Analects" at the age of fifteen, and it was something that most Confucian scholars could not do in their lifetime. Qingzhi only got married to her that year.
I started to read Wang Bi's "Analects of Confucius" and "Comments on Laozi", but I had no time to study the more difficult and mysterious "Commentary on Zhouyi" because the county office was too busy with official duties, and the common people from poor families were not unable to be officials, but they were doing everything.
The low-ranking officials, sometimes called "Zhuo Li", were so busy with paperwork every day that they had no time to learn those wonderful mysteries. However, even the high-ranking gentry, even if they were also low-ranking officials, were just like the prince washing his horses and giving up his people.
The nobles who join the army in various governments have idle jobs and basically do not do practical work. They can learn this and that, and they are extremely elegant——
But then again, "poor to study Confucianism", this poverty does not only mean living in poverty, but also represents the common people and lower-class scholars from poor families. They can only study Confucianism, but learning metaphysics is useless, and they cannot get high-ranking positions.
Of course, you can't squeeze into the circle of high-ranking nobles, unless you are a master of metaphysics like He Yan or Wang Bi. You can convince those proud nobles with your clever arguments. That's another story. But even if you have a talent like Wang Bi
, but there is no stage for you to show off!
Ding Youwei didn't say this to Chen Caozhi. She thought that Chen Caozhi didn't understand yet, but he should be encouraged to learn and think deeply. She immediately patiently solved Xiao Lang's problems. However, the more correct the answers were, the more surprised Ding Youwei became.
His understanding was not inferior to hers, and not only that, but he also had novel and wonderful arguments, and Ding Youwei was unable to answer some of the questions he asked.
"Fuck it, sister-in-law can't answer the question." Ding Youwei's face turned slightly red, as if white jade had been smeared with a touch of rouge: "You have already thought more deeply about some questions than sister-in-law. Sister-in-law can't teach you. You should learn from a famous teacher. Before
It was Qingzhi who taught you. After Qingzhi passed away, you relied on your own exploration and self-study. However, you are able to reach such a state. My sister-in-law is really surprised. It's a pity - "
When Chen Caozhi saw Ding You slightly pursed his lips and said nothing, he smiled and said, "Sister-in-law, it's a pity that I'm not a member of the noble family, right?"
Ding Youwei looked at Chen Caozhi with concern, a little worried. Xiaolang was sensitive and strong. The year before last, he had been wronged in the Ding Mansion because of the distinction between scholars and commoners. When he was about to explain, Chen Caozhi continued: "Sister-in-law, don't worry about it.
I won’t be angry about this. I know the difference between scholars and common people. I, a student from a poor family, Xue Xuan, seems a little uneasy about my duty——"
Having said this, Chen Caozhi paused, looked into Ding Youwei's clear eyes, and said with a calm smile: "My sister-in-law, my mother, Zongzhi, and Run'er are the closest people to me. I can say something in front of my sister-in-law."
What’s in my heart——”
Ding Youwei's heart felt warm and her eyes were gentle: "Well, it's up to you."
Chen Caozhi straightened his back and knelt in an upright posture, and said: "I think this ninth-level official law has not existed since ancient times. Confucius said that 'there is no distinction between teachings', and Emperor Wu of Wei's "Order for Seeking Talent" said that 'only those who are qualified should be promoted'
, if we only talk about family status, how many talented people in the world will be wronged? However, it is useless to complain. The law of ninth-level officials is now a connection between family and family, and it is deeply rooted. I don’t dare to be arrogant enough to ignore it - sister-in-law, I just miss me.
The Yingchuan Chen family is also a prominent family in the county. How can the Qiantang Chen family, which was moved to Jiangdong due to the war, be classified as a common people? The ninth-rank official law was formulated by Emperor Wen of Wei at the suggestion of my Chen family ancestor, Changwen Gong (ie Chen Qun).
, now even the descendants of Duke Chang Wen cannot be included in the gentry. Isn’t this a great mockery of the ninth-rank official law? What I want to do is to let the Chen family of Qiantang return to the gentry, so that Zongzhi and I don’t have to worry about the handymen.
Troubled, and I want to take my sister-in-law back to Chenjiawu, but of course, this requires my sister-in-law to be willing."
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