However, he said that on this day, because many of the masters were not at home, the Zhangfu seemed very quiet. Zhang Hui passed through two courtyards in a row, and the old servants who were sweeping in the Ming Hall and the room saw it, jumped up and ran over to talk, and when they arrived, they also held back the noise, and only bowed deeply. Seeing that Zhang Hui was also both ironing and joyful in his heart, he accepted their courtesy, and repeatedly soothed a few words of warmth in his mouth, and the old people went down satisfied.

After a short time, Zhang Hui had already arrived at the last house, and in front of him was the gate of the garden moon cave. Zhang Hui stopped, turned his feet, faced the side of the heavy half-moon door, and smiled at the person who came across the courtyard: "But Master Qu? Huaiying is polite." ”

Originally, this gate led to an independent courtyard, in the northwest corner of Zhangfu, there are always more than ten rooms, the front hall and the back house are complete, and there is another door leading to the street - it is called "Chengzheng Academy" Zhangfu Scholar School. This Master Qu is between thirty and forty years old, wearing a new moon white Confucian robe, his name is Qu Yibo, he was originally a poor and talented person in the southwest of Changzhou City, no money to raise a job, but he taught the children in the streets and alleys to be literate and literate, and he did not take anything for more than ten years;

Qu Yibo was walking from the Chengcheng Courtyard, heard Zhang Hui greeting, suddenly looked up and saw the real person, immediately laughed, first bowed to him from afar, and walked over with a few steps, while laughing and said: "Huaiying is back today? The poems will come back in a while, and under the joy, I am afraid that there will be more good works. ”

Zhang Hui knew that he was talking about the routine poetry meeting in the county school, and said with a smile: "But I just arrived at home, and I haven't seen the elders and a few gentlemen in the school." Mr. Qu is from the poetry meeting in the school? Your poems are not good, and when you come back at this time, your grandfather is willing to put them?"

Qu Yibo suddenly laughed and said: "Huaiying is really good at making fun of people, with you in front of you, where can I get those things in my eyes? ”

Zhang Hui smiled, but his eyebrows and eyes showed disapproval. Seeing this, Qu Yibo laughed again, shook his hand, and only said, "Joke, joke." I don't dare to have such a mind. But this time, it was not the old man who was willing to let go, it was the old man who promised the reward and asked someone to come back to get it, and he was afraid that he would accidentally take it wrong and break it. I volunteered to come over and watch, and I took advantage of this time to hide from the next two poems. ”

Zhang looked back at the brown-clothed guy next to Qu Yibo, and sure enough, he was the one who served his grandfather Zhang Pei and Zhang Boyuan in the daily study, and then laughed: "When others say this, I may still believe it, but Mr. Qu says this, I don't believe it." Then he asked, "What good things did grandfather promise, so important, and why did he promise such things?"

Qu Yibo hurriedly said: "No wonder Huaiying doesn't know, it's also an accident that just happened -- do you remember the place where the Xiaobeimen and the Gutang River intersect with Feiyundu? But there was a cobbler, whose surname was Wang, who lived under the earthen wall in the area of the small north gate, and when he dug the foundation for a new house in order to marry his son's daughter-in-law, he dug out a whole jar of gold and silver ingots from the ground three zhang deep. People are regarded as wonders and good fortune, but this king cobbler is an honest man, only saying that the body is light and blessed, and the ownerless property must not be kept secret and safe in his own house, but it is good to donate it to everyone to do a good deed. So he reported to the local security and county officials, took this jar of gold and silver as funds, and some donated by various families, cleared the river beach, and built a bridge on Feiyundu. The new bridge was erected only yesterday. The county official Su Lao Ye set the name, so he took the real name of the king leather craftsman, called 'Chunting Bridge', and invited all the people in the city who had literary names to go over together, and wanted to write poems to remember. This is a rare good thing, a big event, and today coincides with the poetry meeting, and everyone is talking about this noisy discussion, and they will definitely make a good one. In the box, it is said that if you want to do well, you must have a lottery. As a result, the old man of Boyuan personally promised the inkstone of the 'Manting Langui' in public, and because he sent someone to come back to get it immediately, I took advantage of the time to take a trip. He smiled again, "Now that you are back, it is just right - the old man loves this inkstone the most, although he is allowed to go out, it must be painful; Huaiying quickly went with me, and a good resignation in the county school will get it back, and it will save the next few days of thinking about it." ”

When Zhang Hui heard this, he couldn't help but smile and said: "Grandfather allowed to go out, and I, as a grandson, will help my family win it back, where is there such a good thing." Even if people hear it, they will laugh. Sir, just play tricks on me!"

Qu Yibo was recognized by him, and immediately laughed. Zhang Hui revisited the story he heard and said: "Chunting Bridge, although it is the name used, is also chic and elegant. However, Master Wang is a true and kind person, and he turned out the ownerless gold in the ground but did not hide his personal interests, and donated all of it to repair this bridge, which really benefited the township and was enough to be enjoyed. ”

Qu Yibo nodded with a smile: "No, that's why today's poetry meeting is particularly lively." As for the old man Weng, since Huaiying intends to benefit others, I only hope that someone can have a good home with it. As he spoke, he gestured to Zhang Hui and went to Zhang Pei's study in front of him. Zhang Hui also smiled, turned his steps, and continued to go to the greenhouse in the garden.

This back garden is in the northwest corner of Zhangfu, the garden is not big, only about six acres or more, but it also piles up a rockery, opens up a pond, erects a pavilion according to the mountain, builds a hall near the water, the thatched cottage facing south and the two small residences in the west of the garden, the mountain pavilion in the south and a verandah on the east side, will surround the water surface. On the mountain, the water's edge, in front of the back hall of the house, are full of colorful flowers and trees, and the underground is paved with bluestone and the path is only one step wide. Zhang Hui entered the garden from the southwest corner gate, bypassed the rockery along the path, and went to the flower house in the southeast corner.

To the southeast of the garden, a low wall of roses under the verandah is separated from the door of the moon cave, but there are two vegetable fields in the eye. At this moment, in early spring, the seedlings are emerging in the ground, and the green ones are very gratifying. The flat fence with the low wall was neatly tied, and there were green vines half a foot high climbing on it, and Zhang Hui could not distinguish the varieties, but he knew that there were only some lentils, loofahs, gourds, and yams. At the other end of the vegetable field, there are two shelves built on one side of the courtyard wall, which are the grapes and silver vines that have been used in the family for many years, and the old vines on the ground will reveal some green, and they are vaguely not visible. There are two bluestones at random under the shelf, and there is a well and a large stone sea next to it that stores water - the wind marks on it are mottled with moss, but the water waves and cloud patterns are vague, and I don't know where the unfinished castings have been moved here. Zhang Hui paused for a moment, then turned to the flower room opposite the vegetable furrow.

Zhang Hui looked at it, only to see that the door was empty, and the copper lock was on the side, so he knew that his father Zhang Wang was indeed inside;

I don't want this flower house to have a dragon under the ground, and it is still warm and cold for a few days, and the charcoal pot stove in the flower house has not been removed, and the indoor is really warmer than the outdoor. As soon as Zhang Huifang stepped in, he didn't watch out for the cold and warm air currents, and suddenly a sneeze came out. He was startled, and hurriedly reached out to cover it, but unexpectedly ran into the flowers and trees on the shelf - he had already alarmed the house, only to hear a voice slowly ask "who", and saw a man slowly walking out behind the two flower stands.

Zhang Hui saw that the man was in his forties, dressed in a long stone blue robe, with a scarf on his head, his arms were tied up with wide sleeves, and he held a long branch flower scissors on his right hand. Birthday gift, father's joy. ”

Zhang Wang thought that it was someone in the room who came to look for him, but he was surprised by his rudeness, and his face was quite unhappy, but when he saw that it was Zhang Hui, he immediately turned angry and happy, only smiled and watched him kneel and kowtow, and said: "But he is back, and he got up to speak." ”

Zhang Hui got up at this time, followed Zhang Wang around the flower stand, and led him to the side of the Wenge Wood Big Bailing Terrace in the middle of the house. Zhang Wang first picked a begonia-style stool with wishful cirrus clouds and sat down, looked up and down Zhang Hui for seven or eight breaths, and then smiled slightly: "Where did you go?"

Zhang Huiyuan lowered his hand and smiled and let his father look at it. At this time, I heard him ask, and hurriedly replied, "Yes." The letter from his brother received on the twenty-sixth day of the first lunar month was sent to Mr. Huang, Cheng and Li on the same day, arranged matters in the academy, and wrote to the eldest uncle's house to inform him. The next day, after saying goodbye to all the gentlemen in the academy, they went to the great uncle's house with the teacher. I wanted to only serve at my aunt's place for two or three days and then return, but because my uncle and aunt took me to the old general's mansion to greet the old general, the old man gave me valuable things, and I didn't dare to accept it lightly, so I stayed in Nanjing for a few days, copied a volume of the "Lotus Sutra" and sent it back. Therefore, it was on the ship that only boarded early yesterday morning. On the seventh day of the first lunar month, when crossing the Zhenjiang River, I encountered a small tide and avoided the night in the harbor; I rushed to the road early this morning, and it happened to be a tailwind, and the waterway was brisk, but it did not make the family wait for a long time, and the old lady, the old lady, and my father and mother were worried. ”

Zhang Wang nodded when he heard this, and said, "That's right." In your letter, you didn't say exactly how many days you would get home, and you thought about the rise and fall of the tide, but you couldn't do it for two days. It's just that if you come back one day late, the old lady will have to read for a day, and it's not good to worry the old man. Zhang Hui listened to it, and hurriedly responded to a few words, but it was just some words of self-blame and gratitude to the elder.

Zhang Wang said again: "I have already read all the things you brought with you the day before yesterday, so I returned the salute one by one according to the list you sorted out and drew up - these things for the birthday were handed over to your fourth uncle, and your mother and brother also helped to consider and judge together, and everything has a charter." It's just that I'm going to say that you're too bold! The gifts of those families add up to several thousand gold, nearly ten thousand gold, how dare you send two people on the road with one boat? It's not that the amount of money counts, but the people are sincere and sincere, and it is rude for us to treat them so carelessly and prudently. ”

Seeing Zhang Wang's solemn color, Zhang Hui hurriedly knelt down and replied, "What my father taught me." It's just that the son saw that although those things were precious, they were not used by ordinary people, and secondly, ordinary people couldn't see the good in them. Therefore, I only invited Coach Zhang from my uncle's family to bring two of them, and sent them back together with the family letter. Looking back now, I really was too bold, and I would not dare to be so decisive and reckless in the future. ”

Zhang Wang's face paleated a little when he heard this, and he said gently: "It's good to know that you are reckless." You are young, and you don't know how important it is, if you really hit anyone's eyes, how can you be fooled by this little calculation? Fortunately, your uncle's Coach Zhang is very powerful, and he has a famous friendship in both ways, and others have to look at your uncle's face, so there is no mistake in the end. In the future, don't be so smart. ”

Zhang Hui listened to it, knowing that he had made a mistake, and his face couldn't help but show a little shame. Seeing him like this, Zhang Wang couldn't help but smile again, waved him to get up, and asked him to sit beside him. Zhang Hui saluted, and then sat sideways on the stool he pointed to.

After he sat down, Zhang Wangcai said gently: "Actually, you have already asked your eldest uncle for a person in this matter, and if you are still not at ease, you should ask him again for four or five, even if seven or eight come, what is it? And you must know that your eldest uncle and our two families were originally the best, and he asked you to arrange some people, but also to give you authority and grace. You only ordered one, which is not bad, but it inevitably seems to be raw. ”

Zhang Hui realized at this time, and said ashamedly: "It's always the son who thinks that it is good to work a few people less." ”

Zhang Wang smiled: "I know, I will change it in the future, then it will be fine." Pointing to the charcoal stove teapot next to him, he said, "I just came back, and I learned a lesson, but my mouth was dry." When you pour a cup of tea, you admit your mistake. Zhang Hui was busy pouring tea and serving cups respectfully. Zhang Wang took the tea, took a sip, and said with a smile: "That's it." You also poured a cup with your own house and ate it. Although it is warm in this room, when you come back from outside, your heart is still cool from the wind, and it is not easy to get sick after a cup of heat. Again, I have something else to ask. ”

If you want to know what Zhang Hui's father and son said, what happened next, and see the next breakdown.