Xiaohua had already been awakened by Yan Ling's sound of "not sleepy, not sleepy", got up and waited aside, at this time, he saw his own young lady and eldest son reciting and harmonizing, so he was not happy, so he walked to the coffee table, made two teas, held them on a tray, walked to Yan Ling, and offered his eyes and mouth.

Yan Lingzheng was reading vigorously, gently shaking his head and refusing to drink tea, but suddenly there was no sound, and he only heard Wen Ji still chanting unhurriedly.

Yan Ling puffed up his mouth and said very angrily: "Xiaohua, why are you always bothering me by my side?"

"Miss, you don't know how to read, what does it have to do with me?" Xiaohua said aggrievedly.

"Of course it's your fault, I read it well just now, what kind of tea do you want to make, and you still look at me and snag at me. "Yan Ling practiced martial arts more in Lishan, and his literacy was less, so it was normal for him to not know many rare words in "University", but at this time, he blamed Xiaohua for not knowing words.

Xiaohua was naturally angry: "Cut! I'm afraid that you'll be thirsty, Miss, so I'll give you tea to drink, and if you don't drink it, you'll pull it down, and be kind enough to treat it as a donkey's liver and lungs." ”

"Hmph! Brother Dingzhi finally looked a little happy just now, but you ......"

"Alright, alright...... You both stop arguing. Seeing that Yan Ling was making trouble, Wen Ji interrupted the conversation and said, "Xiaohua, bring the tea over and give me two sips." ”

"Eh!" Xiaohua simply responded, holding the saucer and preparing to walk over.

"I'm thirsty, I'm thirsty...... I'm also going to take two sips of tea. Yan Ling said as he reached out to take the teacup.

"I gave you a drink, but you didn't drink it, and now you want to drink it, I won't give it to you." As soon as Xiaohua walked around, he went around behind Yan Ling.

"Eh, eh...... You can't do it!" Yan Ling turned around, grabbed Xiaohua's little shoulder, snatched a cup of tea, and took a few sips in a row.

Xiaohua glared at Yan Ling fiercely, walked to the bed, and gave the tea to Wenji. Wenji took a few bites and put it back in the saucer.

Xiaohua complained: "Eldest son, you say: Can you blame me for this young lady's lack of recognition?"

Without waiting for Wen Ji to speak, Yan Ling said arrogantly: "Of course I blame you!"

"No blame, no blame...... Don't blame the miniaturization...... It's Ling'er's fault. Wenji said, "We have more than 22,700 Chinese characters, and it is normal not to know words, that is, those who are well-versed in the ancient and modern Hongru, if you make a rare word for him to recognize, he may not be able to recognize it, not to blame, not to blame for it......

"Wow! We have more than 22,000 Chinese characters," Xiao Hua said in shock, "I thought there were only a thousand words." ”

"Cut! I only know a thousand words, and I'm embarrassed to say it?" Yan Ling finally seized the opportunity to make a small difference.

"I'm not very literate, but who said I can't read just now?" Xiaohua raised his head and said proudly.

"You, you!" Yan Ling was smoking, her eyes were angry, but she couldn't get angry, after all, she didn't know how to read just now.

Seeing that the two of them were staring at each other and raising their bars, Wen Ji hurriedly persuaded: "Okay, okay...... No more noise...... Ling'er, you don't know any words just now, show it to me, maybe I can know it, I'll teach you. ”

"Yes...... Be...... What kind of words are they?" When Yan Ling drank tea, she had already closed the scriptures, and at this time, if she found that rare word in the scriptures, it was not more difficult than ascending to the sky! She casually flipped through a few pages with her left hand, and then said angrily with Xiaohua, "It's your fault, I can't find that word now!"

As soon as the words fell, Yan Ling put the teacup in his right hand back into the saucer, and then hurriedly turned over the scroll and said, "Do it again...... Start from scratch again......"

Seeing Yan Ling's flustered and embarrassed appearance, Xiao Hua sneered and sent the saucer aside.

Yan Ling opened the scriptures and continued to read them seriously: "The way of the university is in Mingmingde, in being close to the people, and in stopping at perfection. Knowing and then there is certainty, and then there is stability, and then it can be quiet, and then it can be peaceful, and then it can be considered, and then it can be obtained. Things have a beginning and an end. If you know what to do, you will be shortcut......"

Wenji knew that Yan Ling was doing this to make himself happy, so he gently chanted along with her.

The noon sun shone in from the window lattice, shining on Yan Ling's body, as if there was a hot fire burning, it was so warm to the heart.

From then on, Yan Ling sat in front of Wenji's bed every day, taking turns reciting the "University" and the "Analects", and asked Wenji for advice when he encountered rare characters.

Wenji naturally taught her meticulously, including radicals, glyph construction, pinyin writing, and the evolution of the original meaning and meaning of the font.

After coming and going, as time passed, Yan Ling knew a lot of new words, and sometimes he showed off in front of Xiaohua, shaking his head and reciting a paragraph, such as in "University": "Zhan Bi Qiao, Zhu Zhu Yiyi." There are Fijian gentlemen, such as cutting and learning, such as grinding. It's noisy, it's noisy. If there is a gentleman, you must not be noisy!" Or as the "Analects" said: "People have no faith, and they don't know what they can do." There is no big car, no small car, how can it work?"

Whenever Xiaohua heard these words, he naturally didn't know what they meant, rolled his eyes, turned around and left, and it was rare to take care of the smug Yan Ling.

At this time, Yan Ling was like a victorious general, arrogant, and pretentious.

During this period, Wenji gradually shifted the pain of missing his mother by reading the scriptures, and slowly recovered physically and mentally.

But strange things that puzzled Wenji also happened, that is, he often felt that the black stone pendant emitted a faint golden light from time to time, and some inexplicable scenes seemed to appear in front of him, such as: vast mountains, frozen cliffs, countless soldiers fighting each other and the roar of a strange dragon, and these scenes seemed to always have a scholar with a long sword and a monster sitting in those scenes.

At this time, the reason why Wen Ji couldn't think of the Nine Heavens Xuannu was because she had already erased the memories in Wen Ji's mind when she was painting the building.

Every time Wenji tried to take a closer look, those scenes suddenly disappeared without a trace.

After feeling it for many days, Wen Ji realized that these illusions in front of him seemed to be related to reading the "University" and "Analects", and when he had a deeper understanding of the "loyalty, filial piety, benevolence, righteousness, and propriety" in the scriptures, the black stone pendant would emit light, and the scene in front of him would be clearer.

In the end, without Yan Ling accompanying him, Wenji would also be hungry to pick up the scriptures and read them carefully, as if he wanted to find out the amazing secrets hidden in the scriptures.

Suddenly, two months passed, and Wenji's longing was basically cured.

At noon that day, Wenji was a little tired from reading, so he put down the scriptures and paced back and forth in the study, and suddenly remembered Huinu and Jiutianlai.

"Ling'er: That day in that painting building, you said that Sister Hui Phoenix and Jiutian have become immortals, and they have gone back to their hometown, right?" Wenji asked.

"Well, don't you say that I've forgotten about them, anyway, I don't want them!" Yan Ling had been bored with reading "University" and "Analects" for more than two months, and was rummaging through rare books in front of the bookshelf at this time.

"I'm also a little forgetful, but I noticed that my strange illness didn't seem to have recurred for more than three months, and I suddenly thought of them. ”

"If there is no recurrence, it means that Brother Dingzhi's strange illness is cured, does Brother Dingzhi still want it to recur? ”

"My strange illness has healed? My strange illness has healed...... Really?" Wen Ji bowed his head and pondered, "I used to come once a month, and I was not happy at all, but I was safe and sound for more than three months, maybe—my strange illness is really cured." ”

In fact, as Wenji said: his strange illness has been cured.

Wenji suffers from this disease, but the Nine Heavens Xuannu pays off her debts by means of healing!

Back then, Fengxue Pavilion (Wenji) rescued the Nine Heavens Xuannu in Dacheng Mansion, and lent out the Taoist pure yang vitality cultivated in the body, and now it is returned through Huinu and Jiutian. When the Nine Heavens Xuannu paid off her debts and returned to her delicate and innocent body, Wenji's strange illness was cured.

This is exactly the so-called truth: "every peck and drink, there are antecedents".

But at this time, Wenji could only guess, but he didn't dare to conclude that the strange disease had really been cured.

Just as Wenji was deep in thought, Xiaohua suddenly walked in slowly from outside the door.

I saw that she was holding a tray in both hands, and there were six or seven pears in the tray, all of which had been peeled off, and they were big and white, and the juice was so moist that people saw that their mouths were full of liquid.

As soon as Xiaohua stepped into the study, he shouted happily: "Miss, eldest son: Sister Xiaoyu called me over just now, and it turned out that she was taking a pear, and she said that it was sent from next door." Look, this pear is so big!"

"Wow! It's really a big pear, give me one!" Yan Ling stood under the bookshelf and looked back, ran over happily, reached out and grabbed a big pear, and ate it in one bite, "Hmm! It's delicious...... It's fragrant and sweet, and there's so much juice. ”

"Miss, can't you wash your hands before eating? Say that you are still the young lady of the Tan Mansion, you don't understand the rules at all, and you are more rude than me, a little girl. Xiaohua complained.

"Go, go, go...... I forgot to wash my hands when I wanted to eat it, don't spoil me, send it to my brother!" Yan Ling originally wanted to grab a big pear and give it to Wenji personally, but when Xiaohua was ridiculed like this, he retracted his hand, a little ashamed and uncomfortable.

Xiao Hua snorted coldly, and walked to Wenji's side with a tray: "Big boy, eat a big pear." ”

Wen Ji pondered to himself, heard the call, turned around, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the snow-white pear in the tray, and his face was as white as a pear in an instant, and he was stunned.

Yan Ling was about to take a big bite of pear meat and walked over, when he suddenly saw Wen Ji's face pale, and he hurriedly swallowed hard, stretched his neck, and almost choked to death.

She panicked and said, "Fixed...... Brother Dingzhi, you ...... What's wrong with you?"