Here Zhang Pei listened to his father-in-law's question, and suddenly smiled bitterly in his stomach: It turned out that Wu Taijun's maternal ancestor Sheng clan and the Li family were world friends. Wu Taijun's mother and Li Jing's mother are cousins, and they are very good, so they used to play together when they were young. Later, Wu Taijun married into the Zhang family, and the Zhang and Li families intersected for several generations, and they also had the relationship between teachers and students. When the children were grown, the two families married again, and they became more and more close. And Wu Taijun and Li Jing have known each other since childhood, and as for the elderly, they are no longer ordinary relatives, they only get along with each other as brothers and sisters every day, and they are more unrestrained and jealous when they speak. It's just that his elders can talk as they like, but he can't answer easily, so he can't help but hesitate.

At this time, Wu Taijun's maid Lamei walked in outside the door, and when she heard Li Jing say that she had robbed Wu Taijun of her great-grandson, this Lamei smiled slightly. At this time, Li Jing was holding the crystal lenses, and just caught a glimpse, so he asked at that time: "You girl, what are you laughing at?"

Lamei did not bother to pay attention to him, but only blessed everyone with a blessing, saying that the old lady asked the relatives about the well-being, and said that because she was tired from the Buddhist work during the day and was lazy, she would not come out to meet today, but only asked the old and young masters to accompany her. After finishing speaking, he turned to Li Jing and said: "My old lady still has a sentence for my uncle's master, and the old lady will only dare to say it if he wants to pardon me." ”

When Li Jing heard this, he couldn't help but be curious, so he naturally agreed immediately, urging him to ask what he was saying. Na Lamei smiled and said: "My old lady said to my uncle and old lady, 'Don't fight with the old man, count me generous today, let the boy serve the old man'." ”

When she said this, the whole table couldn't help laughing. Li Jing didn't care, only pouted, and said: "Sue your old lady to go, let her be generous, anyway, I want to stay at your house, but tell her not to think about coming to rob me every day." The crowd burst into laughter. Li Jing also became more and more proud, pulled Zhang Hui's hand behind him, and only shouted: "Good boy, go with the Taigong's house!" Just serve the Taigong happy, delicious and fun are up to you!" Then look at Zhang Hui, Zhang You, Zhang He, Zhang Ling, and Zhang Shi in the Zhang family's room next to him, he also used his finger and said: "There are still these few, they also follow, Taigong loves you!"

A few people at that table originally only looked at the old man joking, and didn't want to be abrupt, they talked about themselves, their young faces were tender, and their faces immediately turned blood red. provoked Zhang Pei and the others to laugh. Zhang Wang forced a smile at this time, and persuaded Li Jing seriously: "There are so many boys, bring them back, even if you can't eat your grandfather's house poor, my uncle's side has a large population, and he doesn't have such a place to live for a while, so he always has to pick one or two." Again, you have to pick the boys to serve, and you can pick them when you are full of wine and food. He gestured with his eyes again, and the chapter behind him returned the receipt and shook the pot a few times in front of Li Jing's eyes.

When Li Jing heard the word "wine", he immediately smiled, and when he saw the wine jug in Zhang Hui's hand, he put aside all the jokes more and more, grabbed his cuffs and shouted to serve the wine, and was busy asking what kind of wine it was. Zhang Hui smiled and replied that it was Zhang Wang's homemade osmanthus brew. Li Jing was even more happy when he heard it, and he screamed. Sure enough, when a glass is poured, the room is full of fragrance, but although the aroma of the wine is strong, the taste of the wine is light, and there is not much stamina. However, Li Jing knew his body in the end, and he didn't say much, and he drank two cups in a row to be considered enjoyable, and called "open the seat" one after another.

Only then did everyone put their hearts at ease, passed the cup and moved the spoon, and slowly ate, drank, talked and laughed with each other. During the banquet, Zhang Pei chose to come out twice and asked Wu Taijun about the arrangements for dinner, and asked about the Li family's treatment of the Yue family's relatives. The subordinates answered one by one, but it was the second wife Chen who brought two daughters-in-law to serve the dinner of the old lady, and Li brought the three daughters-in-law of Hong, Zhou, and Ji to entertain their aunts and nephews.

After the banquet in the flower hall was over, Li Jing only had two or three points of wine, but he was old, and after a lively night, he was so tired that he nodded frequently when he spoke, so Zhang Pei led Zhang Wang to escort the old lady to the courtyard that had been prepared for a long time to rest. Here, the Li family, the Hong family, and others also settled the ladies of the Li Mansion properly. When the two met, they each said they were lacking. Li said Wu Taijun's words again, saying that she had rested early after eating, and asked everyone not to go to Chenghui Hall at night. Zhang Pei then ordered their respective placements. And they withdrew, and returned to their own courtyards, and did not mention it.

But he said that Zhang Wang was here, because Zhang You and Yin Chun went to the night patrol as usual, so they took Hong and Zhang Hui back to the main room of the East Cross Courtyard together. There was already a maid in the house who prepared hot water, and the three of them finished washing up, changed their clothes, and gathered in Hong's house. Zhang Wang and Hong sat above, Zhang Hui was just about to bow, but he was already hugged by Hong, opened his mouth, and before he could speak, tears rolled down his eyes. Zhang Hui was in her arms, and she couldn't stop crying. Zhang Wang sat aside, and did not persuade, just watched his mother and son hugging and crying.

After a long time, Hong stopped crying and said, "But I'm finally back! It's been three years, and it's easy to look forward to coming home today, a great happy event, but I'm like this again." Holding his head and neck, he said with a smile: "How old a child, you also cry with me, and you are not afraid of your father's jokes." ”

Zhang Hui leaned his head on his mother's arms and said in a muffled voice: "It's all because the son is unfilial, and he has traveled for three years, which worries his mother." These are all sins of children. ”

Hong Shi hurriedly said: "Where is the sin? My Hui'er worshiped the best gentleman outside, and studied hard, in order to have a gold list title one day, glorify the ancestors, and win glory for the faces of his parents—this is all real filial piety, where does the sin come from! Besides, it is to study abroad, and it is also in accordance with your father's orders, how can I say that it is blocked." ”

Zhang Hui still shook his head and said, "But after all, I let my mother worry about it, and I couldn't serve clothes and flatter tea in front of my mother." ”

The smile on Hong's face deepened, stroked his head, and said gently: "There is your father and brother at home, I won't get in the way." He put his hands on his hands and got up, and let him sit aside and speak. Zhang Wang held a teacup and smiled at his mother and son's narration.

Zhang Hui told Hong that in the past three years, he only brought two sentences of academic homework in the academy, and he specifically selected those new and interesting things, such as his experience of studying with the two teachers, the scenery of the Yangtze River, the Yandang Shu Road, and the various kinds in Nanjing, the smoke and waves of Xuanwu Lake, the red leaves of Qixia Mountain, the snacks of Confucius Temple, the wind and moon of Qinhuai River, the incense of Jiming Temple, and so on. When Zhang Hui talked about the sharp quarrel between his classmates and monks and nuns, and he went to persuade him to persuade him but was persuaded to concentrate on the Buddha, Hong finally couldn't help laughing and scolding: "These monks and nuns, there is no new one! What is the fate of no fate, there are no roots, you are born to say this, I have been talking for almost 20 years, and I don't change my tricks, and I still want to save you? If you really can, Master Songchun of Tianning Temple has already sent you there, where are you waiting for this time?"

Zhang Hui smiled: "Naturally, I can't let him go-I have an old lady who is in pain, the old man is full of expectations, and my father and mother, who are full of worries at home, how can I be empty of the four major and only recite the Buddha and Bodhisattva." ”

Hearing him say this, Hong Shi only nodded busily. On the side, Zhang Wang suddenly interjected: "However, I am familiar with your scriptures." ”

Zhang Hui smiled: "It's all thanks to Mr. Huang." Mr. Huang is dedicated to opposing Buddhism, and usually preaches the meaning of the Six Scriptures, but six or seven times out of ten times he uses the Buddhist scriptures as targets. When he went to Nanjing in the first year, he had to copy books in his house after homework, and what he listened to was "Yuanjue", "Lengyan", and "Fahua", which were criticized word by word. Partial Cheng, Tuesday Mr. Arrange the window class, "King Kong", "Hundred Parables" and the like, not to mention, a "Altar Sutra" is to be annotated word by word. It's a shame that when I was young, the old lady told a lot of stories as if she were a story, and I often took it to Master Songchun to listen to it, and I still vaguely remember it in many places. Otherwise, you will definitely fall in the first year of the exam. ”

Zhang Wang nodded: "Yes, those people in your academy are all well-versed in the teachings of the three schools, and they are not bad at all when it comes to the knowledge of clear minds." It's just that you students have suffered, going back and forth between these masters, and you have to deal with it decently, but it's not easy to be sincere. Saying that, he pursed his lips and smiled, and in a blink of an eye, he saw that Hong was also covering his mouth and laughing, and couldn't help asking, "What are you laughing at again?"

Hung said: "I don't know what the scriptures are. Just listening to what Hui'er said, I remembered him when he was a child. Probably five or six years old, do you remember that he loved to run to Tianning Temple at that time? So at that time, I still listened to some scriptures?"

Zhang Hui's face turned red from his mother's laughter, and he said, "Wasn't it small at that time? As soon as the words came out, Zhang Wang on the side had already coughed repeatedly, and Zhang Hui knew that he had accidentally deducted a pun. Next to him, Hong smiled so early that he couldn't straighten his waist. Zhang Hui thought it was funny when he thought about it, and he paused for a while before saying, "Zhizi is just a grandmother." My mother's words pierced my fundamental shape - even now I have no intention of speaking, no matter how familiar I am with the scriptures, I can't pretend to be the truth, and I can't achieve the right results. ”

Only then did Hong stop laughing, clasped his hands together, and said, "Amitabha, I don't want you to cultivate any positive fruits, just stay by my side." ”

After laughing for a while, Hong asked again: "I heard you talk about this, the teachers and classmates in the academy, it seems that the child of the Xie family is called Qizhuang, and he is the most popular with you? But when I hear it now, it's his name that is most familiar. ”

Zhang Hui smiled: "It is indeed the best for him and the child." This time, the family also returned to Changzhou with him on the same boat, so he arrived at the dock and asked the family's car to give him a ride. ”

Hong Shi said in surprise: "Come back with you, is this child still a fellow villager?" Thinking about it, he asked: "Because he has never been to Changzhou, so he came to play?" Or is he actually here to congratulate your father on his birthday?"

Seeing his mother guessing and thinking, Zhang Hui suddenly laughed. On the other hand, Zhang Wang also smiled and said: "How can you have such a face, and you actually asked the sons and grandsons of the Xie family in Jinling to make a special trip to congratulate you? This Xie Kai is the son of the Xie family, and he is also the grandson of Gu Ge Lao, and when he went to Changzhou, he didn't go to his uncle Gu Chong and Gu Sanlang? ”

Hong suddenly nodded and said, "I see." I didn't expect that I forgot that the sister of Gu Sanye's family was married to the Xie family. It's just that the children of the Gaomen clan can be so simple and easy-going, and they are unassuming in everything, which is really rare. I want to take the liberty of inviting him over to meet this kid!"

Zhang Hui smiled: "How is this presumptuous again? It's just my son's classmate." How about my mother want to see her, so I go and invite him? But today it is dark, and the hour is late, and my parents are tired of thinking after a long day's work. Why don't you pack up and rest like this, and wait for tomorrow morning, my son will go to the Gu Mansion of Zaokefang?"

Hearing this, Hong Shi also suddenly felt that it was too late, his eyes swept over Zhang Wang, and when he saw him nodding, he hurriedly sent Zhang back to the house to sleep. Here, the maids also came up to serve the husband and wife, and the two slept without mentioning it.

Zhang Hui returned to his room and saw that the little scholar Jinbao on the outer bed had already rolled up the quilt and fell asleep, and only another grandfather had dialed it and was still holding on. Zhang asked him his name and surname, and then went to sleep, but he cleaned the bookcase again, and put the pen and inkstone and other utensils on the bookcase neatly one by one, and then relaxed his clothes to the bed. But he didn't fall asleep, leaned on the bed beam, touched a copy of "Heyue Heroic Soul Collection", held it in his hand, and slowly turned over the pages one by one, but only saw a thin layer of moonlight falling from the pane on the page. Precisely:

Books come thousands of miles and return home late, and the moon is a hometown of Ming.

But I don't know what happened to Xie Kai in the Gu Mansion, how to invite Zhang Hui the next day, and listen to the next decomposition.