"All the poems and essays in my shop are here. You two gentlemen can choose at will." Not long after Yunxi left, the old man at the bookstore took all the poems and essays from behind and laid them out.
Zhang Desk said.
"Thank you, old man." Wen Qi thanked him and stepped forward to choose with Zhu Bao. Yu Qian also came over to help him choose.
Hearing Wen Qi's thanks, the old man twirled his beard and smiled. He taught his children to be so polite, and his father must be very polite. Since he agreed to retrieve his friend's ancient book, he would definitely not break his promise. Ancient Books
The ones you get back may be a little bigger.
He also increased his fondness for Wen Qi. Wen Qi was already good-looking, and he was so polite, so he gave some advice to Wen Qi about which poetry and literature reviews were better: He is also a person who loves reading.
Most of the books in the store have been read.
After listening to the old man's advice, Wen Qi thanked him again, took out these poetry reviews, and discussed them with Zhu Bao and Yu Qian. However, they talked for a while, but still couldn't make up their mind on which one they wanted.
The old man was about to say something else when he suddenly heard the sound of the door curtain being lifted. He turned his head and looked over, and saw a young man about twenty years old walking in with a ** year old girl. What happened to these two people?
They were all wearing leather clothes. They didn't look like a poor family, but they didn't look like a wealthy family either, which was a little strange. The young man walked in, looked around, saw the old man, and said, "Old sir, give me a copy of "Thousands of People."
Ziwen"."
"Little brother, what version of "The Thousand Character Classic" do you want?" the old man asked.
"What version? Are there different versions of "The Thousand Character Classic"?" The young man was surprised.
"It's like this. Of course, there is only one version of the article content of "The Thousand-Character Classic", but monk Huaisu, Zhao Mengfu and others used "The Thousand-Character Classic" as a model for their descendants to learn calligraphy, and wrote "The Thousand-Character Classic" in different calligraphy fonts.
"It was later passed down, so I have this question." The old man explained.
"Niece, what font do you want?" the young man asked the little girl next to him in a low voice.
The little girl whispered something, and the young man asked again: "Old sir, do you have the Thousand-Character Essay written by Yan Wenzhonggong (Yan Zhenqing)?"
The old man looked at the little girl in surprise. Obviously, this "Thousand Character Essay" was bought for this little girl, but there are not many families in this era who can teach girls to read. Some nobles and country gentry cannot teach their daughters to read.
, it is unusual for a daughter who does not look like a wealthy family to be able to study.
However, this had nothing to do with him, so he agreed: "Of course there is. Wait a minute." He searched through the cabinet where the "Thousand-Character Essay" was placed, but did not find what Yan Zhenqing had written, so he went to the backyard to search again.
This little girl also had a restless temper. She saw the old man rummaging in the backyard and looking around in the bookstore. When she saw Wen Qi and Zhu Bao looking at something, she went over to take a look and listened to what they said.
Seeing that Wen Qi couldn't make up his mind after much thought, he couldn't help but said: "Of course "Shi Pin" is the best, what's the point of hesitating?"
Hearing her words, Wen Qi was startled. He raised his head and saw a **year-old girl with a childish face and a pretty face standing opposite the table. He was stunned for a moment, but
Then he asked: "Why is it "Poetry" and not "Wen Xin Diao Long"?" When Yu Qian heard Wen Qi's words, he seemed to want to say something, but he held it back, thinking: 'Since His Highness's words have already been
It's better to listen to what this little girl has to say. But don't talk to her too much, as it will affect the little girl's reputation.'
"Of course it should be "Shi Pin". Although "Wen Xin Diao Long" is good and its evaluation is unique, Liu Xie had his own likes and dislikes and did not like the poems of Tao Yuanming and others, so he did not judge it.
One shortcoming: Although "Shipin" also has shortcomings, it does not have this problem. Overall, "Shipin" is better."
"That's true." After listening to the little girl's words, Yu Qian said: "That's exactly it. Sanlang, I also heard a great scholar in my hometown once commented on "The Literary Mind and the Carving of Dragons". Although Tao Yuanming's pastoral poem is not a poetic text,
It is the mainstream, but it is also a school, not to mention that there are quite a few well-written articles among them, which should not be ignored. In this way, "Shipin" should really be selected."
"But this girl shouldn't speak rashly to others outside, not to mention the differences between men and women. Xiaosheng thanks the girl for her guidance, but please don't say anything again." Yu Qian immediately said to her in a serious manner.
The little girl was very happy to hear his first sentence, but then she heard his last sentence again, and she felt as if she had eaten a fly. But what he said was very reasonable, and one of her elders also taught her
A woman should not talk to men she doesn't know outside the house. She can only mutter in her heart: 'You are talking like a little old man at this age. You were so boring when you were a child. You must be like a wooden person when you grow up.' But.
She said, "Young master, I'm sorry. A little girl shouldn't have said anything. Please don't blame her." She turned around and walked back to her uncle.
"Thank you, girl." Wen Qi thanked him. He looked at Yu Qian with a somewhat annoyed look. Looking at his innocent look, he didn't know what to say: Wen Qi wanted to ask a few more questions about "Wen Xin Diao Long" and "Wen Xin Diao Long".
He couldn't ask any questions about the other merits and demerits of "Poetry" at this moment. But what Yu Qian said was right, and he couldn't say anything else. He could only look at the little girl again, turned around and asked Zhu Bao: "Brother, what do you think of her?"
Does what you say make sense?"
"That's right." Zhu Bao also glanced at the little girl before saying. Even if he heard it, it is not easy for a person of this age to remember such words, let alone a woman.
He couldn't help but murmured in a low voice: "I don't know who this little girl is? Where she comes from."
As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a shout of "Ah" coming from the door. He looked sideways and saw Song Qingshu standing at the door. He stared at the little girl nervously and put his hands on his waist intentionally or unintentionally.
Song Qingshu glanced at the little girl again, then raised his head and stared at the young man.
The young man was stared at very strangely. He seemed to want to ask Song Qingshu why he was staring at him like this, but at this time the old man had come back from the backyard and handed him Yan Zhenqing's version of "The Thousand Character Essay". The young man took the book and paid for it.
He took the money and left the bookstore with the little girl.
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"Dad, this is the situation." Wen Qi said: "Afterwards, my son was very curious and asked Master Song why he stared at the little girl and her uncle like that, but Master Song refused to answer."
"Uncle Shi, from the look of Master Song, he should know that little girl. Could it be that she is the daughter of an honorable family?" Zhu Bao asked.
'Tang Sai'er came out to buy "The Thousand Character Essay"? Was he buying it for himself or for whom? It's wrong to say that he was buying it for himself. How could this book be missing from the Prince of Zhou's palace? If not for himself, who was he buying it for?
?' After listening to Wen Qi's words, Yunxi thought with some doubts.
'That's all, I don't want to think about it anymore. When I go to Prince Zhou's Mansion in a few days, if I can remember it, just ask. If I can't, just ask.' He thought again. After all, it didn't matter to him what Tang Saier's purpose of buying the book was.
.
After thinking about this, Yunxi glanced at Wenqi and Zhu Bao, and then at Yu Qian who was standing next to them very seriously, thinking: 'Yu Qian is still reliable, only he doesn't ask who the little girl is. Wenqi
That's all for this age. After all, I'm young, so I'm probably just curious. Zhu Bao, why do you want to ask which family the little girl is from?'
"Father doesn't know the young man and the girl. They probably have a very bad relationship with Song Qingshu." Yunxi said.
When Wen Qi heard Yun Xi's answer, he believed it; Zhu Bao didn't believe it, but when he heard this, he knew that Yun Xi didn't want to talk, so he stopped asking.
"Sir, the students and the dog are going back now." Yu Xu saluted. It was already dark, and His Majesty was taking the two His Highnesses back to the palace, so of course he had to say goodbye.
"The Chinese New Year is coming soon. I will probably not leave the palace in a few days. Even if I leave the palace, I will not meet him again. In this case, I will wish Mr. Yu a good year today." Yunhe said.
"Thank you very much, sir." Yu Xu agreed and said, "I wish you a long life and good health, and peace and prosperity for the country and the people." Yu Qian also saluted and spoke as he did.
"Thank you for your good words from Mr. Yu." Yunxi said with a smile.
They exchanged a few more pleasantries, and Yu Xu and his son tightened their clothes, bowed again, turned and walked home. Yunxi greeted Zhu Bao, and Wenqi got on the carriage and rushed to the palace.
It was already a little late when they returned to the palace, but fortunately it was not yet the curfew. Yunxi went to Qianqing Palace to change clothes, and then went to Kunning Palace.
When Xiyao heard the eunuch announced that they were coming, she immediately stood up and trotted out of the palace to greet him at the gate of the courtyard. When she saw Yunxi, she immediately asked with concern: "Husband, what happened to you when you left the palace today?"
"Why do you ask that?" Yunxi was puzzled.
"Otherwise, why would you come back so late?" As Xiyao spoke, she looked carefully at Yun He's body and breathed a sigh of relief after making sure that there were no wounds or any traces of bleeding.
"Oh, seeing how busy the street was today, I couldn't help but wander around for a while, so I came back late." As he said that, Yunxi touched his nose. The truth is that he took Yunzhi to the Wase to watch the sideshow.
But you can't say this to her. You have to nag a few words to her. Besides, if the servants hear it and spread it, it will not be good for Yun Zhi's reputation. This is no better than the guards he brought.
They have all been with him for at least five or six years, so they are trustworthy. There are many eunuchs and maids in Kunning Palace, so who knows if they will spread gossip.
"Husband, you can't come back so late in the future. When it gets dark, the security of the guards is not as good as during the day, so be careful." Xiyao said.
"I know." Yunxi agreed, then changed the subject and said, "Where are Xiyi, Min'er, Wenyuan and the others?"
"My sister is resting in the room, while Min'er and Wenyuan are playing in the palace." Xiyao replied casually.
"Hurry up and call them all to the front hall." Yunxi said.
"What? What's the matter?"
"It's a good thing." Yunxi said with a smile.
"Wai Shi, go and call them all." Xiyao was puzzled, but still ordered.
After a while, they all came to the front hall. Min'er was playing with a Huarong Taoist in her hand and said, "Dad, what's the matter? You shouldn't be in the front hall if you want to have a meal."
"Good thing." Yunxi said with a smile, and then said to Wenqi: "Take out the things you bought."
"Auntie, second mother, eldest sister, second brother, this is the gift Wen Qi bought for you." Wen Qi took out all the things he bought and held them in his hands.
"Aunt, this is a small gourd for you. My son heard from Sister Zhiyi that my aunt liked to play with small gourds when she was a child, so she bought one specially. Mom, this is a Yu family pie for you. My son heard from Sister Zhiyi that my mother liked playing with small gourds when she was a child.
I like to eat the pies from this family, so I specially asked Xiao Fengzi to buy them. Later, because I was afraid that they would get cold after spending too long in the bookstore, I asked him to buy them again."
"Eldest sister, this toy is for you. My brother saw that you like folk gadgets, so he bought a few for my sister; second brother, this "Poetry" is for you. My brother saw that you like reading, but
We have most of the books in the bookstore at home. After repeated selections and listening to the opinions of many people, we finally selected this book "Poetry"."
"There are also some gifts for Aunt Baoqing and several aunts. It's getting late today so I won't send them to them. I will give them to them tomorrow." Wen Qi said.
"Wen Qi, my Qi'er." Xiyi immediately knelt down and hugged him, and said with great emotion: "My Qi'er is really sensible and will buy gifts for my mother."
"Yes, Qi'er is really sensible." Xiyao glanced at the small gourd in her hand, a look of nostalgia flashed in her eyes, but it was immediately replaced by a look of joy, and she smiled happily. Not only because of him
He bought gifts because he also bought gifts according to everyone's preferences, which makes them even more happy. (To be continued)