On both sides of the Guanyin hall is the pavilion corridor, the wall of the pavilion corridor is engraved with various Buddhist stories, Zhang Yun walked back while watching. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 info Hongmei was fascinated by the story, Chunhua was shouting at the side for Hongmei to tell, Hongmei was watching and talking, Xiaoxiu and Xiaomi also listened with their ears. Zhang Yun saw that there was a garden in front of him, so he went to see it first, and came back to find them later.

When I arrived at the front yard, the trees in the garden connected by a round arch were in full bloom, and inside was a pagoda with three big characters of "Tibetan Scripture Pavilion" written on it. Zhang Yun limped and entered the garden. Compared to the large hall that is shoulder to shoulder, this small garden is very quiet, and there are few people. Although it is the season, there are no flowers and trees such as peach blossoms in the moon, almost all of them are mainly pines and cypresses, only a few wild flowers occasionally bloom on the grass, revealing a hint of differentness in the greenery.

Zhang Yun looked around casually, and was about to go back, but saw a person suddenly coming out of the pagoda, it was Xie Xuan.

He saw Zhang Yun standing on the side of the pagoda, his eyes lit up, and the whole person paused for a moment before he stepped forward and said, "Miss Zhang Yun!"

Zhang Yun unexpectedly wanted to meet Xie Xuan here, and hurriedly replied: "Gongzi Xie, do you also come to Ciguang Temple to worship the Buddha?"

Xie Xuan nodded subconsciously. His uncle and grandfather were old acquaintances with the abbot of Ciguang Temple, and this time it happened to be a temple fair, so he came by the way to deliver a batch of scriptures. I originally planned to go back after sending it off, but I just came to the Tibetan Scripture Pavilion on a whim and took a turn, but who knew that I actually met Zhang Yun, which made him feel inexplicably happy.

"Is Miss Zhang Yun here alone?" Xie Xuan curled the corners of his mouth slightly. He has always been severe, so even though he has sword eyebrows and starry eyes and looks handsome, no matter how wheat-colored his skin is, a handsome face with distinct eyebrows always exudes a cold aura that no one can approach. At this time, he actually smiled, the whole person was like a sudden sunshine, Zhang Yun was stunned for a while, so handsome! No wonder others say that people who are always serious smile occasionally, and they always look exceptionally good-looking.

Zhang Yunhu's ears warmed up, she took a step back, lowered her head, and lowered her voice: "No." My partners are all in the backyard. ”

Seeing Zhang Yun subconsciously dodging, Xie Xuan's originally happy mood suddenly sank to the bottom, but Zhang Yun, who lowered his head, didn't see his momentary loss in his eyes.

"My friend was waiting for me, and I went first. Zhang Yun fled.

Xie Xuan silently looked at Zhang Yun's disappearing back, a trace of amazement flashed on his face, and he returned to a cold appearance and walked out of Ciguang Temple.

Zhang Yun walked back and ran back to the backyard, she was a little happy, but more embarrassed. She always thought that her feelings for Wang Xing were the only one, and after coming here, Wang Zixing's appearance once made her think that it was because her fate with Wang Xing was not broken, so she would come to this strange era and continue the frontier.

But what happened later made her understand that Wang Zixing and Wang Xing were not the same people at all. She originally just thought that Wang Zixing liked her, but Yu Mei'er's appearance easily pulled Wang Zixing away. Zhang Yun sneered in his heart, but he also understood that in such a hierarchical era, Wang Zixing, who was a child of a family, may have had a good impression of him, but he was a peasant girl in a mountain village after all. Just like the "Dream of Red Mansions" she has watched, Jia Baoyu is an amorous seed, he not only pities his sisters, but also pities the maids in Daguanyuan, he takes a fan to make Qingwen happy and lets her tear it, but when Qingwen was sent out to die, he could only shed two tears; Why, just because he is a delicate family son-in-law, they are servants whose lives are cheaper than grass. Although Zhang Yun is not a servant, she is a peasant girl from a mountain village, even though she has some different ideas, in Wang Zixing's eyes, even in his bones, she still thinks that she is an inferior person of the same class as him.

Since having such an awareness a while ago, Zhang Yun has vaguely felt a sense of resistance to feelings in his heart. Especially after meeting Xie Xuan, as the son of the Hou Mansion, and he was in a high position at a young age, such an identity is even more different from Zhang Yun. On the one hand, Zhang Yun was ashamed of her wavering feelings, but on the other hand, she stubbornly believed that Xie Xuan was just a temporary interest, and she didn't dare to give a trace of emotion, lest she end up in a deep depression.

Hongmei just finished reading the murals on the wall. Seeing Zhang Yun walking briskly, his face turned slightly red, and he said, "Dayun, what are you running so fast? ”

"Really?" Zhang Yun laughed, she flicked her sleeves as she pretended to be very hot, "Really, it's getting hotter and hotter." ”

"After reading the Bodhisattva, eldest sister, let's go out, okay?" Xiaoxiu said while pulling Zhang Yun's clothes.

"Good. Let's go out and buy something good. Zhang Yun picked up Xiaoxiu.

The temple fair is always lively, and the heavenly immortals have already sung to "husband and wife return home". Zhang Yun led Xiaoxiu a few times, bought a bunch of things, and then went home.

When they got home, the sun was still in the middle of the sky, Xiaoxiu and Xiaomi were taken off by Zhang Yun, and the two of them ran to the house to look through the gadgets they bought.

Hongmei still has something to do, so she went back to the backyard. Zhang Yun sorted out the things he bought, gave Wang Mei and Wang Li sisters and Chunhua a few silk flowers, and several people touched them for a long time, put them on each other's heads, looked at them beautifully, and laughed at each other.

Zhang Yun watched them make trouble for a while, and when there was nothing to do, he was ready to go to the kitchen to cook. Since Zhang's mother came, Zhang Yun has hardly cooked during this time. Today, on a whim, she plans to cook a few dishes herself.

She rolled up her sleeves and was about to go to the kitchen. Chunhua ran over from outside and handed her a post.

Zhang Yun took it, and saw that the hard surface of the red silk was embroidered with peony patterns, which looked rich and elegant. When I opened it, I saw that the hairpin in it was written that she was invited to go to Xie Mansion on the sixth day of June to participate in the garden poetry meeting, and the payment was Xie Muxiang.

Zhang Yun frowned, she has not been a girl from a big family since she participated in the garden poetry meeting, and secondly, she doesn't know poetry very well, and the number she can count in her mind are the poems and famous sentences of famous writers of various dynasties and generations, Zhang Yun didn't want to plagiarize it for the time being, after all, there is no real material, but the verses that are enough to last for a hundred years will only make people suspect that it is plagiarism.

After thinking about it for a long time, she decided to go, no matter what reason Xie Muxiang invited her to participate in such an event, it was always good to get to know more ladies from here.

On the sixth day of the sixth month of June, there are still ten days.

Li Dou played with his friends for a day, and waited until the temple fair was almost over before leaving. Halfway through, saying goodbye to his partners, Li Dou turned to the edge of Wenjin Academy, and waited for Xiaofeng to go home together.

Before school ended in the academy, Li Dou sat down against a big tree with his things in his arms, and looked at the gate of the academy with blank eyes. After a while, there was still no movement inside. Li Dou waited anxiously, stretching his neck to look inside.

"Do you want to go to study?" A voice appeared above his head, and Li Dou looked up suddenly, it turned out to be a master in a bachelor's uniform.

Kong Ji looked at the young man sitting on the ground, saw him looking at the academy eagerly, and thought that he was poor and couldn't afford to go to school, and wanted to ask a few more words, but he saw that he was wearing a short suit, although the clothes were not very good, but they were also new, and the young man didn't care about the new clothes sitting on the ground, Kong Ji stopped talking.

"My head is big when I look at these words, but I can write. Li Dou scratched his head embarrassedly, and then said, "I'm here to wait for someone." ”

Kong Ji shook his head, he has seen a lot of teenagers who have been wandering outside at a young age over the years, and it seems that people at this time are really not strong in their sense of reading. Most of these books that "everything is inferior, only reading is high" are only for those who follow the path of official careers.

If you want to talk about Kong Ji, in fact, he and Zhang Yun can be regarded as fellow countrymen. Kong Ji was originally born in the late Qing Dynasty in his previous life, and his family was a local noble family, so when Kong Ji was in his twenties, he was already a talented man of the ancient and modern world. Although Kong Ji has seen all kinds of novelties and come into contact with all kinds of fashionable girls, what he likes is still a gentle and graceful classical lady, so his classmates do not understand it. At that time, it was fashionable to put freedom first, and it was fashionable to draw a line with tradition, and Kong Ji could be regarded as an outlier. He planned to return to China after completing his studies, and he didn't want to use his knowledge to do something different, the only thing that fascinated him was to talk about poetry and Taoism. Then, on the way home, he fell into the sea, and then he came here.

In Daqi, Kong Ji continued to study his knowledge, and after passing the exam, he became a master in Wenjin Academy. For such a thing as crossing, Kong Ji was surprised and accepted it, it seems that this is the so-called borrowing the corpse to return the soul. Later, when he saw Zhang Yun, Kong Ji thought that Zhang Yun was the same identity as him, and originally wanted to find an opportunity to ask. However, he found that Zhang Yun was almost no stranger than the Western women he had seen, so he stopped thinking about it.

The common women of Daqi are fashionable "no talent is virtue", although the aristocratic lady knows the piano, chess, poetry and painting, but she is raised in the deep boudoir. Kong Ji has been stumbling for more than ten years, and even his younger brother's third son can make soy sauce, and Kong Ji is still alone. Fortunately, Kong Ji is a man of great fortune and a well-known master, so the matchmakers who run to his house have been running for several years. Finally, after meeting Feng Xianya, Kong Ji finally found his sweetheart in Daqi. He now has a plan, and he is ready to propose to the Feng family after a while. Of course, since the anxious and attentive Father Kong found out that something was wrong with his son, he quickly inquired about the information of Feng Xianya's girl's family. If his son doesn't open his mouth again, he will be hired directly! (To be continued.) )