Yang Zheng was a little crying and laughing, and hurriedly said: "Second Miss doesn't know me, I'm not a casual person?" ”

The dead shemale snorted and said, "Of course you're not a random person!" “

Yang Zheng said: "It's good that the second miss understands, it's good to understand!" “

But the next sentence of the dead shemale almost didn't kill Yang Zheng headbutt, only to hear the dead shemale snort and said, "You, you're not a human when you get up, right?" “

Seeing Yang Zheng's mouth growing and his face surprised, the dead shemale giggled and ran away first.

"How dare this girl say that?" Yang Zheng sighed as he looked at the dead shemale who ran away, and hurriedly followed.

The ladies of the Peng family all live in the backyard, Yang Zheng has been in the Peng family for some days, but it is the first time to enter the backyard, which is smaller than the front, but after all, it is the place where the daughter's family lives, pavilions, flowers and plants, you can see it everywhere, it is rare and valuable that the various buildings in the courtyard are properly coordinated, the layout is compact, and it is good at exquisiteness, a typical Jiangnan pattern.

Yang Zheng walked through the hall and bypassed the flowers, and saw a quiet courtyard, a small pavilion, which was just right connected to the two thick walls, so that the garden in front of it was separated from the place where the ladies lived.

Yang Zheng nodded secretly: "The person who built the Peng family must be a master?" "Passing through the long pavilion, you will see a small attic, the small attic is divided into three floors, standing between a piece of blue bricks and red tiles, it seems to stand out from the crowd.

Yang Zheng didn't know where the eldest lady lived, and wanted to find someone to ask, but the dead ladyboy didn't know where to go, so he had to walk towards the attic.

went up to the attic, went directly to the third floor, and saw that in the attic, there was no luxurious decoration, there were several pictures of Tang Dynasty ladies hanging on the wall, and there were no other items, a table, a pot, a cup, four bamboo chairs, on the bookshelf, a few ancient books bound in line, simple and unpretentious, exactly the kind that Yang Zheng liked.

With his feelings, Yang Zheng felt that this was the eldest lady's boudoir, and walked in with a light lift.

In the boudoir of the attic, Peng Shuangshuang sat by the window, holding his cheeks, and was looking at a pair of calligraphy and paintings hanging in front of the window. “

The eldest lady looked at the woman in the painting, a smile slowly welled up in her eyes, and a blush on the edge of the blush slowly spread on her cheeks, reflecting a faint light outside the window, and the whole eldest lady seemed to be a peach blossom in early spring.

The eldest lady looked at it stupidly for a while, and when she saw the end, she didn't know what she thought, the smile on the corner of her mouth gradually dissipated, and the originally stretched brows slowly twisted up, as if there was some kind of unspeakable and unknown heart pressing in the bottom of her heart.

She sighed heavily, scolded the calligraphy and painting, and scolded fiercely: "Liar, liar!" ”

After scolding for a while, the anger knot in the eldest lady's heart seemed to be much better, and she opened a copy of "Yanqiu Ci" that was suppressed by her wrist, sighed lightly, and read it carefully:

Ask what the love of the world is, and teach life and death to promise.

There are double flyers in the south and the north, and the old wings have been cold and hot several times.

Happy and fun, parting bitter, there are even more crazy children.

You should have words, thousands of miles of stratus clouds, thousands of mountains and twilight snow, only the shadow to whom.

Hengfen Road, lonely when the drums, the smoke is still flat.

The soul is a little more groaning, and the mountain ghosts are crying in the wind.

The sky is also jealous, and the warblers and swallows are all loess.

Through the ages, in order to stay for the people, he sang and drank wildly, and visited Yanqiu.

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Just after reciting twice, I heard footsteps outside the attic, followed by a voice: "Is the eldest lady here, I'm Yang Zheng, I'm coming to see you-?" ”

The eldest lady turned her head to look, looked through the open wooden door, and saw Yang Zheng walking in thiefly, when she saw her, she was overjoyed, laughed, and said: "I said that this is the eldest lady's boudoir, and sure enough, it's right!" ”

As soon as the words fell, he strode in, and after a moment's effort, he entered the outer door and walked straight to the window.

In traditional Chinese culture, the residence of an unmarried woman is called a "boudoir", which is the place where young girls sit and lie down, practice female celebrity, and study poetry and etiquette. Boudoir life is an extremely important and warmest and most beautiful stage in a woman's life, just like a beautiful butterfly that has slowly transformed and quietly grown in a delicate cocoon entwined with bright silk before its wings soar. The ancients also called the "boudoir" "boudoir", and called the unmarried woman "to be in the boudoir", so ordinary men could not enter casually, even if a man came in. But they are generally relatives. In a strictly disciplined family, parents do not allow outside men to enter the lady's boudoir, and ordinary men will not casually break into a woman's boudoir.

Therefore, seeing Yang Zheng swaggering in, bypassing Peng Shuangshuang, who is well-informed on weekdays, he couldn't help but look surprised, looking at Yang Zheng with wide eyes, with an incredible expression.

This qiē is too sudden, too unexpected, Peng Shuangshuang does not seem to have come back to his senses, until Yang Zheng strode into the inner door, to his window, she was shocked to find that she still has a book of poetry in her hand, Yang Zheng is extraordinary, Yuan Hao asked this poem "Touching the Fish•Yanqiu Ci" Although there is a small preface in front of the word, "Taihe is five years old, go to the test and merge the state, and meet the goose catcher: 'Get a goose today, kill it." Those who escaped from the net screamed that they could not go, but threw themselves to die. 'Because you can buy it, you will be buried on the Fenshui, and the stone will be recognized, and it will be called Yanqiu. Most of the companions are poems, and there are also "Yan Qiu Ci", but in the poems, the double goose snare shatters the amphibious dream, "after the lover has passed away, and An can live alone!" Painfully determined to follow under Jiuquan, "self-surrendered to death", a clear-eyed person knows at a glance that it is a poem about love, a big girl's house, in her own boudoir, reciting lingering and sympathetic poems, needless to say that it moved the spring heart? “

Peng Shuangshuang's heart was pounding, staring at Yang Zheng who came over, and couldn't help but ask himself: "Do you want to show him, but what if he sees it, can he understand the hearts of others, if he is not happy, then what should it be?" “

After thinking about it for a while, he didn't realize that Yang Zheng had already walked to him.

Yang Zheng walked to the front, saw the eldest lady's expression of shock, and thought that she suddenly appeared, which surprised her too much, so she didn't care about the poems she was holding in her hand, unceremoniously walked to a bamboo chair in front of the window and sat down, lifted the coffee table in front of the windowsill, poured herself a cup of herbal tea, raised her head and drank it cleanly, only then wiped her mouth, and said: "Miss, I am looking for you today, actually-?" ”

"Hey, Miss, what are you holding in your hands? Can you show me? Yang Zheng was about to speak, when he suddenly saw the eldest lady just looking down at an ancient thread-bound book in her hand, and couldn't help but be a little curious.

The eldest lady was stunned that the other party casually entered her boudoir, but for a while she forgot that she was still holding a book of poems in her hand, and when she heard him ask, she panicked, and hurriedly closed the book, and the song "Yanqiu Ci" that Yuan Hao asked happened to be closed, so she sighed.

Yang Zheng stood up, walked over with a teacup and took a look, and saw that Yuan Hao asked three words written on the title page, so he said, "Miss, are you reading?" ”

"Huh?" The eldest lady came back to her senses slightly, and said, "Yes, it's okay to be idle, recite a few sentences, and learn for yourself?" ”

"Hey, the eldest lady is talented and smart, and she is talented without reading, besides, a talented person can not be learned just by reading a few books?"

"I naturally know this, but no matter how talented people are, they also need to study, right? Reading more books isn't necessarily a bad thing? The eldest lady gradually recovered from the shock just now.

Yang Zheng laughed and said, "Miss's words are not bad, but it's a pity that some people who are born without reading are much better than those who are attached to elegant bullshit?" ”

The eldest lady flashed her eyes, glanced at him, and saw that his eyes were looking around her boudoir, her pretty face turned red, and she snorted, and said, "There are still such people?" I don't believe it? ”

Yang Zheng saw that there were many books, calligraphy and paintings, flowers and plants, and thought that this was the eldest lady's place to study, and seeing that the layout was elegant and neat, he nodded secretly: "This eldest lady is a person who can tidy up, and she will be a good wife and a good wife in the future, but I don't know who will have the blessing to marry him in the future?" “

"There aren't many people like that, but it's not impossible, for example, I'm it!" Yang Zheng was ashamed to take over the eldest lady's previous words.

Seeing that he glanced at his study, the eldest lady nodded secretly, relieved for a burst of joy, glanced at him, snorted, and said: "Less smelly and beautiful, don't think that you will know a few pairs, so you will be invincible in the world!" ”

Yang Zheng said: "There are mountains outside the mountains, and there are people outside the people, how can I Yang Zheng not understand this truth, but if you want to say that compared to the first genius of West Lake, what the Seven Sages of the Bamboo Forest, it is not more than Zhuo Zhuo!" ”

The eldest lady snorted and didn't speak, which was a tacit acquiescence.

There were only two people left in the boudoir, and neither of them spoke to each other, and the atmosphere suddenly seemed a little awkward.

Yang Zheng touched his nose, his eyes suddenly fell on the eldest lady's poetry book, and said, "The eldest lady's poetry book, can you show me too, so that I can learn from the eldest lady's hard work?" “

The eldest lady blushed and said: "What kind of learning, to put it nicely, is your talent learning, I may not be able to compare, you learn from me, don't you learn stupidly, less ability to talk to beautiful women!" ”

"Damn, why is it so vinegary when you haven't eaten yet?" Yang Zheng muttered and said with a smile: "The eldest lady has won the award, and it is not so easy for smart people like me to learn to be stupid?" As he spoke, he was not polite, and reached out to the eldest lady's arms.