What happened in Shengyi Curie, the people in the three rooms of the Qingfeng Pavilion would not know. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

After Bailing left, Niu took Qin Bai to enjoy the bottle of folded begonia flowers, as well as the white jade bottle, Qin Hanzhen stood next to him for a while, and began to feel that he was very bright, like a light bulb, so he went to Zhao Mo to talk to him knowingly.

When Zhao Mo came to Bailing, he avoided the study in the east room, sat on a chair and looked at a book. He sat there quietly, the sun shining in through the window and falling on him, looking at that side face, what a beautiful boy.

Qin Hanzhen silently admired the beautiful scenery in front of him, or Zhao Mo heard the movement, looked sideways, and stood up with a smile: "Cousin is here?" The beautiful scenery was broken.

Qin Han sighed secretly in his heart, and asked Zhao Mo with a smile: "What book is Cousin Zhao reading?"

Zhao Mo showed her the cover of the book, but it was a copy of "The Analects of Mencius".

The things in this study were all prepared by the people of the Chengenhou Mansion, and the books that Qin Bai brought with him were still in the luggage and had not yet been opened. It is conceivable that the book prepared by the Chengenhou Mansion for Qin Bai could not be interesting, not to mention that the book is in the academic research category as soon as the name is seen. It's hard to believe that Zhao Mo can actually sit here peacefully and watch for a long time.

Qin Hanzhen felt that he probably didn't have any entertainment activities, so he could even read such a boring book, so he proposed: "You've been reading books for a long time, don't read them anymore, right?" Aunt Ertang asked someone to send a few boxes of things to my grandfather yesterday, saying that he used old things in the past. We took a cursory look at it last night, and we haven't sorted it out yet. There are some things that I can't even guess without the help of my grandfather and Uncle Tiger. Why don't you help me?"

Zhao Mo hesitated a little: "Is this appropriate?"

Qin Hanzhen waved his hand: "It's okay, it's really mostly old things that my grandfather used when he was young, and they are not too precious things." My grandfather saw a few boxes and threw them at me, so you should do me a favor, right?"

Zhao Mo agreed, and his eyes showed a little curiosity.

The four chests were placed in the corner of the east room, and the locks hung on them, all of them had been opened. Qin Hanzhen swept over at a glance, picked one of the boxes, and tried hard to drag it out of the corner, so that it was easy to rummage. Before she got started, Zhao Mo took the initiative to take over this heavy responsibility for her, and reached out to help drag the box to the open space in the center of the study.

Qin Hanzhen walked to the edge of the Luohan bed for resting in the study again, dragged the matching long pedal over, used it as a small bench, and then sat on it. Seeing this, Zhao Mo was slightly dumbfounded. He had never sat on this kind of furniture, which was usually used as a seat by a descendant. But he looked at Qin Hanzhen and sat squarely, only hesitated for three seconds, and then sat on the other end of the pedal, feeling that although this thing was a little shorter, it was spacious and square, flat and stable, and it was quite comfortable to sit on, and it was really much stronger than kneeling on the ground or sitting on the ground or squatting on the ground.

Qin Hanzhen lifted the lid of the box and began to rummage through things.

This box of things was roughly rummaged through last night, basically toys he played with when he was a child, or study supplies and the like, occasionally mixed with some calligraphy and painting studies from his childhood, but he didn't know where the people in the long room collected them. These things should have been destroyed after the Yongjiahou Mansion was confiscated. It's really rare to be able to preserve it until now. However, it is possible that after the things are put in the warehouse, few people check them, so the preservation is not very good. Calligraphy, painting and paper are more or less mildew, some daily necessities are obviously old, and some ink blocks, paints and the like are no longer usable. Seeing this, Qin Bai sighed a few times, but he was not too sad. After all, these are just ordinary everyday items, and there are no deep memories contained in them.

However, for eight-year-old Qin Hanzhen, this box of things can really be called a treasure trove. Flipping through the gadgets, she seemed to catch a glimpse of her grandfather's youth, excited and curious. Her grandfather, Qin Bai, gave her the impression of being gentle, loving, generous, and erudite...... But looking at what he did when he was a child, she realized that he had also had a time when he was innocent.

Zhao Mo slowly flipped through Qin Bai's calligraphy and painting when he was a child, but what he felt was something different: "Uncle and grandpa are really knowledgeable and talented! He was able to write well when he was a child, much better than me now." And this painting...... Is this the view in the Hou Mansion?"

Qin Hanzhen looked over a few times, thought about it, and looked confused: "I haven't seen such a place today?" but maybe it's an area I haven't been to, or a part that has been rebuilt. Just go back and ask your grandfather. ”

She took out a palm-sized box and showed it to Zhao Mo: "Do you recognize what this is? Grandfather opened it for me last night, it's amazing!"

Zhao Mo took the box, and saw that its surface was a little old, the red paint on it was a little peeling, the lid of the box was carved with not very fine patterns, and there was a crack that was not very conspicuous, it really didn't look like a valuable box, but more like a crude product sold on the street. It is quite surprising that Qin Bai, who used to be the youngest son of the Yongjiahou Mansion, actually owns such a thing. The box itself looks like it's just an ordinary object, is there anything special about it? It's actually worth Qin Hanzhen to take it out and ask him?

Zhao Mo then looked up and down, left and right, and then broke the place where the box lid should have been, but found that it didn't move at all, and pushed it again, but there was still no movement, so he thought: "Is this a trap box?"

Qin Hanzhen snapped her fingers: "Bingo! That's right!" Unfortunately, the snapping of her fingers was not too loud, in the face of Zhao Mo's bewildered gaze, she laughed dryly, took back the box, pressed the lid part next to the crack with her thumb, and broke it obliquely and forcefully, and the small half of the box lid was actually broken, it turned out that it was connected with the other half of the box lid with mortise and tenon joints, and it was necessary to use oblique force to separate the two. After the lids on both sides were separated a little, there was no way to move it anymore, Qin Hanzhen lifted the small half of the lid up again, and pulled it out together with the wooden block of the cross-section of the box and placed it aside, at this time, the lid of the box could be pushed open smoothly, revealing the objects in the box.

There are a lot of silk cloths in the small box of this organ, and a set of small study utensils carved from green jade are wrapped in the middle, there are paperweights, pen mountains, ink boxes, pen licks, inkstones, water and so on, all things are two sizes smaller than the normal size, very cute, there are still some residual red ink clay in the ink clay box, the color is still very bright, and the quality is really nothing to say.

Qin Hanzhen said with a smile: "Grandfather said that this was a birthday gift given to him by an elder when he was four or five years old. He didn't need it anymore in two years, so he had to put it away. But when he was wandering on the street in the past, he accidentally saw it, and he thought it was interesting and bought it, and it only cost 20 yuan! He used this box to hold this set of stationery supplies, and he didn't see it for many years after putting it away. If he hadn't sent it back this time, he wouldn't have remembered having ever had it. ”

Zhao Mo picked up the green jade Shui Cheng and looked at it a few times, and said with a smile: "It's really exquisite, the color of the jade is also excellent, such a good thing is not common in the Liao Wangfu, look at the mark on the head, it seems to be an internal thing." No one has used it for so many years, and it is difficult to believe that the water color of this jade has only dried out slightly, and it has not been damaged at all. If my cousin wants to use it, make a plate every day, and after a year or two, this jade will be moistened again, and it will look better than it is now. ”

Qin Hanzhen was also a little moved, but after thinking about it, he still gave up: "For me, this model of stationery is a little too small, but it is just right for Brother Zi'er, go back and play with him." She picked up the broken lid again and smiled, "I'm more interested in this." My grandfather said that he still had many of these toys when he was a child, but he didn't know if they were all in these boxes, so I went to find them by myself and slowly groped for them. He wouldn't tell me how the other boxes were opened. Cousin Zhao, don't you think this is very interesting? Can you help me too?"

She smiled so brightly, how could Zhao Mo refuse?

The two children just touched their heads like this, sat on their feet together, and fiddled around the box of old things, piece by piece, and the more they played, the more interested they became. When it got dark, Mama Tiger came to ask them to go to dinner, and they still had some unfinished business, so they agreed to continue tomorrow.

After Zhao Mo had dinner, he was personally escorted back to the guest room by Hu Yong. Wu Shaoying has already returned and is eating. Looking at his appearance, it seems that it took a lot of effort today. Seeing Hu Yong, he hurriedly said: "You wait a minute, I'll go with you, I have something to tell the teacher." ”

Zhao Mo was very sensitive: "But there is news from Longfu Temple?

Wu Shaoying waved his hand: "It's not your father's business, it's just that I met an acquaintance, and I heard him say something, I have to tell my husband to know." ”

Zhao Mo paused, didn't say more, took a pen and paper by himself, and planned to practice words for a while before going to bed.

Wu Shaoying hurriedly ate, called someone to collect the dishes and chopsticks, and went to Qingfeng Hall with Hu Yong.

He told Zhao Mo that the matter to be reported to Qin Bai had nothing to do with their father and son, but when he came to Qin Bai, he opened his mouth to mention that it was not the case: "The student heard someone mention it in Longfu Temple, saying that Miss Lan is the concubine of the eldest prince of the Liao Palace. If she hadn't been pregnant, she wouldn't have been beaten. Although Mrs. Wang has not yet moved into the new house, she has begun to meddle in the affairs of her husband's side, and refuses to let her husband's concubine live too comfortably. ”

Qin Bai frowned: "How long has it been since this kind of gossip was spread to the people in Longfu Temple? Wasn't that Lan girl caught in the main room after returning home?" )