In the first month, the market is bustling, the voices of the people are boiling, no matter the poor and the rich are dressed well or poorly, they are all washed cleanly, one is to prevent freezing to death, the other is to celebrate the auspiciousness, the beggars who were originally mixed in the corner of the house and the bridge hole are driven away by the government, and the market is bright and beautiful as far as the eye can see.

"The capital is really big, it's so lively." The girl looked at her face with surprise and sighed.

Today is fine, she is wrapped in a thick cloak, with a hood, holding a hand stove in both hands, sitting in the car with incomparable warmth, I don't know whether it is joy or warmth, so that her simple and inconspicuous face has become radiant.

She looked at passers-by, and passers-by looked at them.

A sturdy black donkey pulled the cart, an old servant walking on the side to catch the cart, old but slender, seemingly inconspicuous, but with an indescribable bearing.

"Half celery." The old servant turned his head and smiled, "This hasn't entered Beijing yet." ”

The girl sighed, and was even more surprised.

"Haven't entered Beijing yet? But, here—" she asked, widening her eyes.

"This is eight miles outside the capital, look ahead." The old servant stretched out his hand and pointed ahead with a whip, "The city wall over there is the city wall of the capital, and only after passing through the city wall can you enter the capital." ”

The girl looked straight, but saw the rows of houses in front of her, and then sat in the distance with a brilliant city.

The old servant smiled and gave her guidance, and suddenly she was stunned and put down the horsewhip in her hand.

"The young master is here." He shouted, with a dash of joy.

Master?

The girl hurriedly followed and looked over, but she didn't know until someone stood next to the car.

It was about forty-five sixteen years. A middle-aged man with a medium-to-thin build. Wearing a plain green cloth shirt. At first glance, it is inconspicuous, but when you look at it, you can see that you are full of righteousness and perseverance, but the temperament of being full of learning and Confucianism can also be seen by people who do not read.

"Father has been fortunate all the way." The middle-aged man saluted and said.

This is Zhang Chun, Zhang Ziran, who is known as Mr. Jiangzhou, three thousand disciples.

All the students in the world were proud to see him and were excited to talk to him, but at this time, an old servant and a girl in front of him looked peaceful.

"Master." The girl hurriedly turned around and lifted the curtain. "The master is here to pick it up."

An old man in the carriage looked over and nodded with a smile.

"Banqin has seen the master." That's when the girl gave a gift.

Zhang Chun glanced at this girl, slightly surprised in his eyes.

"Master Suxin gave it to others, this is the girl that person gave to the master." The old servant said with a smile.

The girl gave Zhang Chun a salute again.

Zhang Chun nodded, ignored it anymore, stretched out his big hand with protruding joints to hold the reins, and personally drove for his father.

The girl and the old servant walked side by the car side by side, and headed towards the capital in the bustling crowd.

In an alley in the middle of the downtown is the Zhang family's house.

Mrs. Zhang washed away her tiredness and sat down to drink tea. Next to his son and grandson sat down.

"Grandpa, where are you going to play again? I didn't come back for the New Year. "The eldest grandson has the same description as his father. Although he is only in his twenties, he seems to be a little older than his peers.

"It sounds like it's easy to play in the mountains and rivers, but it's a bit embarrassing to say." Old lady Zhang said with a smile, "I lost the money, and we are trapped in Shanyang County." ”

Zhang Chun's father and son were stunned.

"Grandpa." The eldest grandson smiled bitterly and didn't know what to say.

"But it's also fun." Old lady Zhang smiled, looking at them, "I've been gone for so long, what's new in Beijing?" ”

"Your Majesty is in good health, and the second prince is going to school." Zhang Chun said.

"The second prince is six years old this year, and it's time to go to school." Old lady Zhang nodded and smiled.

This kind of common thing is nothing new, but neither the questioner nor the answerer finds it ridiculous.

His Majesty has only two sons, the eldest prince is from the noble concubine, and the second prince is from the low-level concubines, after the year one is eleven years old, one is six years old, although he is young, now the court has begun to prepare for the establishment of the prince, after all, the emperor is weak.

"Your Majesty is ready to promote your father." The eldest grandson added.

Old lady Zhang sighed, look at Zhang Chun.

"I want you to give a lecture to the second prince?" He asked.

Zhang Chun nodded.

"I've already resigned." He said, "I have promised to give a lecture for the students who will take the exam, and I can't keep my word." ”

Old lady Zhang nodded.

"Oh yes, grandpa, there's one more interesting thing." The eldest grandson said, thinking of something, while shouting, "Go and bring me the five words of my study." ”

Let's stop five words? Mrs. Zhang was a little puzzled.

"Grandpa, someone wrote five words in the paragraph before the temple stopped, you take a look, and it will definitely be wonderful." The eldest grandson said happily.

Zhang Chun didn't react, he paid attention to the font is upright, the six arts are stable, and he has no special preference.

After a while, the little servant took a well-framed scroll, and the eldest grandson carefully unfolded it.

"That's what the anonymous guy wrote?" Old lady Zhang said, getting up and taking a look, looking slightly stunned.

"How? Grandpa, okay? Five new fonts, elegant, handsome, strong, free and easy, each with its own flavor. The eldest grandson smiled.

The door was opened, and a girl came in with a tray in her hand, and a faint fragrance spread out.

"Master, eat some snacks." The girl said.

"Banqin, you come." Old lady Zhang said, beckoning.

The girl put down the tray and walked behind Mrs. Zhang.

"Look at that." Old lady Zhang said.

Zhang Chun's father and son on the side glanced at each other, slightly surprised.

The old lady replaced a girl, everyone knows the way, the girl is nothing, but this Su Xin has followed the old lady for many years, and she is well-behaved, and she has always liked it deeply, and it was really unexpected to change it suddenly, I didn't expect the old lady to ask this girl to read words, is it a person who knows poetry, calligraphy and painting?

"Master, what do you read these words?" The girl asked.

Zhang Chun was still descriptive, but his son was not cultivated enough, so he smiled, and lowered his head and landed on the tray in front of him.

On the celadon four-compartment plate are golden balls full of sesame seeds.

What kind of dim sum is this?

"This idea is done, and the mountain temple will be opened." Old lady Zhang said, stretching out his hand and pointing at one of them. "Half celery. Look at this word. Sound familiar? ”

The girl looked at it seriously again, and finally shook her head.

"Master, I think the same food can distinguish the difference, this word...", she smiled.

Is Xu mistaken? Mrs. Zhang looked at the words, how did she feel that it seemed to be slightly similar to the word Taiping that she saw in the Xuanmiaoguan in Jiangzhou?

He looked down and looked again, but it was similar, and the word was clearly better written.

Besides, the lady is in Jiangzhou. How can it be on the wall of the temple and stop.

He shook his head and smiled.

"Good words, good words, although they are still immature, but their style is not vulgar, and the most important thing is novelty." He complimented, pointing to the tray with his hand, "Come, try the dim sum, Ban Qin is a good dim sum." ”

Zhang Chun picked up one and tasted it, and the eldest grandson ate two unceremoniously.

"Uh-huh. Well, there's still a lot of stuff inside. He praised. Looking at this girl, "What's this called?" ”

"Nothing, fried fruit." The girl said with a smile.

"We in Shanyang County, but we only survive by selling snacks with half celery." Mrs. Zhang smiled and picked up one herself.

It turned out to be a cook, and the eldest grandson was suddenly.

"Father, are you feeling better with your vertigo?" Zhang Chun asked if he thought of something.

"It's much better, almost no more, thanks to Banqin." Old lady Zhang said with a smile.

Zhang Chun's father and son looked at this girl.

"If you eat more, you won't be sick." The girl laughed.

Eat more, can it still cure diseases?

This girl would say, Zhang Chun's father and son smiled.

At this time, in Chen's house, Mrs. Chen was also eating dim sum, and the more and more fried and sophisticated yellow finch color and fragrance were complete, but it was a pity that when Mrs. Chen stretched out the chopsticks again, the plate in front of her was taken away.

"Grandpa, Mrs. Cheng said, you are not allowed to eat more fried food." Dan Niang said.

"Eat one more, eat another." Old Lady Chen said with a smile.

Chen Danniang didn't have the slightest room for negotiation, so she turned her head and grabbed the plate.

Chen Shao walked in at this time, and Mrs. Chen put away her chopsticks with a smile.

"Father." Danniang shouted, stood up, and turned around with open hands, "Look, the new clothes my mother made for me." ”

Chen Shao nodded, revealing a hint of a smile, this is already the maximum that Father Yan can express.

"It's made according to Cheng Niangzi's clothes." Chen Danniang said, with a little pride, "Eighteen Niang has one, I also have one, when I went out, many people surrounded us to see and ask, I told Eighteen Niang, no one told them." ”

After they had spoken, the servant woman on the side got up and led Chen Danniang out, leaving their father and son to speak.

"Father, have you heard of Cheng Niangzi's recent words?" Chen Shao asked.

"Isn't it true that those who must die will not be cured?" Old Lady Chen said.

"Look, how can she say such things, after all, she is young." Chen Shao said, a little worried.

Old Lady Chen smiled.

"She's not wrong." He said, pointing at himself, "Wasn't I the one who was going to die?" ”

Chen Shao smiled bitterly.

"But how can there be such rules, such words, how to say them." He said, "Or rather, cure it first, and then talk about it." ”

Old Lady Chen shook her head.

"No, no, I think that's good." He smiled and pointed his fingers on the face, "You see, I cured me, a person who must die, at the beginning of my name, I helped her meet the rumors of immortals, and the name was spread, and the Zhou family could not live in the door-to-door consultation, and the name was passed on again, and the person who was not bound to die was not cured, and the name was in an uproar, and now everything is ready, and the east wind is missing." ”

Chen Shao was slightly stunned.

So, all this was arranged step by step by the little lady herself? Is it a young maniac who is ignorant and vain?

Is that so? Or is it a coincidence?

Chen Shao was silent.

"For such orphan girls whose mothers have died and their fathers have abandoned them, and who have the name of stupidity, they are helpless and cannot live without their relatives." Old Lady Chen continued, sighing.

Chen Shao nodded, judging from the news inquired, this little lady is really bumpy and pitiful.

Old Lady Chen smiled again at this time.

"Unless she's famous." He said.

"Fame?" Chen Shao looked at his father and frowned.

"For example, the fame of resurrection medicine." Old lady Chen said, "Now that the momentum has been achieved, the person who will die will come to the door, once the east wind borrows, this woman is in the capital, that is, she is not a big person." ”

At this he smiled again.

"In just over a month after entering Beijing, I can do this, and I am already a character." He said.

"But can there be such a person? Or, what if, it can't be cured? Chen Shao asked.

He is a person who seeks stability and perfection, and he must think carefully before doing things, but if there is a little omission, he must not act rashly.

Old Lady Chen smiled.

"So, this little lady is bound to be a character." He said, "It's rare to be talented and wise, and dare to work hard." ”

People who have always been wise cherish their lives more than others, so they never do risky things, but this lady dares to do so.

If it can't be cured, then the reputation will be gone, not yet, speaking of which, if you don't do this, you can cure yourself with this, even if you can't protect her for the rest of her life, at least you can help a little when you get married.

For a woman, if she can get married, she will be half worry-free in this life.

But the woman didn't seem to expect anything to be it, or rather, she didn't seem to want to put her hopes in others, preferring to rely on herself.

To put it bluntly, such people do not trust outsiders, they like to take everything into their own hands.

It's because he was disabled and abandoned since he was a child, and Mrs. Chen was a little stunned when she thought of this.

"I really want to know Lu Dao, which master did this lady meet?" He sighed, and looked at Chen Shao again, "How did you go to Bingzhou to ask?" ”

"Those Taoist priests have scattered and gone everywhere, and they have no contact with the lady in their daily lives, and they still ask those words, and others are looking for them, so I don't know what strange people this lady has encountered." Chen Shao said.

Old Lady Chen nodded.

"Then ask slowly." He said.

Banqin knelt on the ground, timidly afraid to raise her head.

"How did you get her to the pulp laundry?" Qin Langjun frowned and asked Liulang, looking at the maidservant in front of him.

Banqin subconsciously retracted her frostbite-covered hand back into her sleeve.

"Regardless of the affairs of the sixth son, it is the slave and maid who go voluntarily." She whispered.

Liuliulang ignored it.

"Ask something, ask quickly." He said, his voice undisguised his disgust.

Banqin lowered his head even lower.

"Banqin, that's right." Qin Langjun glared at him, looked at this girl, and looked kind, "Your lady said a few words, which made everyone a little unbelieving, and caused some doubts, this is not good, so I want to ask you to see if it is really a misunderstanding......

"It's a misunderstanding, it must be a misunderstanding, my lady never lies." Without waiting for Qin Langjun to finish speaking, Banqin hurriedly said.

Never lie...

Liuliulang on the side couldn't help but sneer.

Or rather, it's too deceitful.

"Your lady practices medicine, but what are the rules? For example, don't ......," Qin Langjun asked.

Still didn't wait for him to finish, Banqin took over the conversation.

"Some of them, my lady doesn't come to the door for consultation, and the second person who is not bound to die will not be treated." She said without hesitation.

Sure enough, so.

Qin Langjun was slightly stunned.

This woman, after careful study, seems to act in a formless manner, but she is everywhere, so her every move, word and deed seems absurd, but in the end she can't find anything wrong.

"The wisdom of Lou and the ingenuity of the public loser, if you don't follow the rules, you can't make a circle." He said slowly, "It turns out that it is like this. ”

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